Besides this house, the two women each had a home of their own.
This house existed to make Uchiha Yin's visits convenient.
And this room belonged to Karura.
Karura's room was warm and cozy, decorated in the pink style of a young girl. It was as tidy as Snow White's private bedroom.
It was hard to believe that someone five foot seven would favor this style.
Then again, it suited her baby face perfectly.
A baby face, that style, five foot seven, and a generous figure.
Together, they gave Karura a particularly striking contrast.
Without a word, Uchiha Yin lifted the covers and slipped in.
Startled, Karura edged cautiously toward Pakura.
Uchiha Yin was on the far left, Karura was in the middle, and Pakura was on the far right.
Seeing this, Uchiha Yin moved closer to her.
Karura blushed and edged toward Pakura again.
Uchiha Yin refused to give up and moved closer once more.
Karura couldn't move any farther. Pakura had blocked her path with a mischievous grin.
"Pakura, Yin, you two..."
Karura's face was as red as the clouds at sunset.
Her heart pounded so hard it felt ready to leap out of her chest.
If heart-rate monitors existed in the Naruto World, one would have shown that her pulse was nearly off the charts.
After a long while, Karura raised her head and dared to steal a glance at Uchiha Yin.
She saw him smiling.
He was looking at her and smiling.
"You're awful. Just awful."
Karura smiled softly and nestled her head against Uchiha Yin's chest, happy as could be.
Thump, thump, thump.
Karura heard a sound that made her heart flutter: Uchiha Yin's heartbeat was quickening.
Karura had never even seen Uchiha Yin nervous. But hearing his heartbeat quicken now proved that...
Karura closed