The days go back to normal. Well, as normal as it can be with four anime men. But [Name's] stable, and that's all that truly matters. With Mackenzie gone, Sasuke is back in [Name's] room, and he's grateful he doesn't have to sleep on the couch anymore.

She's back to sleeping next to Madara. He's the least grabby out of the four. As the blistering heat hits since summer is around the corner, sleeping next to Madara is ideal.

The other three boys protest, however.

"But [Name]!" Shisui complains. They all sit around the dining room table, eating lunch. "It isn't fair!"

"That's too bad. She picked me," Madara's gruff voice comes out in a hushed tone.

"[Name], sleep in your room tonight. You haven't been in your room in ages," Sasuke says. It's code for 'Sleep next to me [Name]!'

But of course, she doesn't pick up on Sasuke's vague hint.

"That's really too bad. She picked me." Madara's words are spoken a little louder, but again everyone ignores the old man.

"I really liked holding you the last time we spent the night together." Itachi beams his cute boy smile at [Name], who nearly melts at the sight of it. "I'd love to do it again."

Madara sighs, putting his hand over his eyes. "Look. [Name] picked me because she knows I won't smother her. She needs her space."

"Tch," Sasuke clicks his tongue. "We get it, you selfish old man."

"Yeah! Stop hogging [Name]!" Shisui pipes up with a mouthful of sandwich. He shakes his fist, a small threat to Madara.

[Name] scoffs and rolls her eyes. "No one is hogging anybody! I choose who I sleep with, and I'm sleeping with Madara!"

Shisui chokes. "You're---You're having sex with him?"

Madara is quick to answer with a shit-eating grin, "She bought that lingerie for a reason."

[Name's] jaw drop. "I am not---"

Itachi interrupts [Name], "It's okay, I suppose you're old enough to make your own choices. I just wish you had better taste."

Sasuke throws down his utensil and pushes up from the table in a dramatic fashion. "That's disgusting! Why the old man?!"

"I bet he's saggy." Shisui scrunches his face in disgust. He shakes his head to rid himself of the horrid thought. "Can you even get it up?!"

"I didn't have---"

"You should ask [Name]," Madara speaks, spooning fried rice into his mouth. "I'm sure I've satisfied her plenty of---"

"We are not having sex!" She finally gets a word in by slamming her hands on the table. She sighs and pushes her hair back.  "I'm not having sex with him. He's talking out of his ass!"

Shisui tilts his head. "Then why buy lingerie?"

"A woman likes to feel sexy sometimes, okay?! Is that a crime?!"

All four shake their head.

"I just wish," Shisui starts, a cheesy smile on his face. "You'd wear it around the house sometimes."

...

The after-effects of a break can still linger, even if the person is over it. Loneliness, grief, anger, and resentment reside inside of [Name]. It tears her up inside, but she's past the point of tears.

How did I stay in that relationship so long? She wonders.

[Name] sits in her room, contemplating her horrible boyfriend. Yes, she's done with him, but she does feel like a piece of her died.

She falls face first on her bed.

The hole in her soul needs to be filled with something, anything. She could buy frivolous things, but there's nothing she wants. She could go on a maniac downward spiral, but she's too lazy for that. What she needs is a man. Someone to hold her and love her. She knows this.

"Someone, anyone, come comfort me," she mutters into her pillow. The moment she shuts her eyes, Shisui opens the bedroom door.

"Hey, so, Sasuke, and definitely not me, broke a plate. Should I punch him?"

[Name] lifts her head and stares at the man. She looks to his curly hair, to his round eyes and sharp jaw. She remembers the time he hugged her, shirtless, naked even if he dropped the towel. His chest and back were muscular. His clothes made him look lanky and skinny, but without them, he seems to bulk up in size.

[Name] thinks for only a moment before saying, "Shisui, I'm a woman of impulsivity."

His eyes shift to the side then back to her. "Okay?"

"And I haven't been feeling too great lately."

"Okaaay?" He drags. An uncomfortable feeling crawls up his back.

She pauses, thinking if this is the right idea or not. She can't take advantage of Shisui like this; someone out there might be the right person for him---ah forget it. All her doubt washes away.

"You wanna make out?" She asks, a bored look on her face.

Shisui deflates, a sigh of relief coming from him. "Oh, thank goodness. I thought you were going to say something else. Like you wanted me to kill Adam or something. Of course, I'll make out with you!"

Shisui stalks into the room, kicking the door closed behind him. [Name] turns on her back, allowing Shisui to fall in her arms. Their legs entangle. Chests touching.

She makes the first move. Something akin to electricity tingles her lips. She melts. Oh, the kiss is so good, she forgets about her woes for the moment.

While their lips gently caress each other, she breathes in his scent. He smells of citrus and burnt wood. In fact, they all smell of scorched timber ---must be their fire powers.

One strong arm supports his position while the other hesitantly touches her stomach. He traps her there between his arms and his lips.

He pulls away. "How far do you want to go?"

"Until I stop you or until the last thing we have on is our underwear," she says and pulls him down for another kiss. Another electric jolt enters her body, and she shivers against him. She needs more; needs him closer.

[Name] digs her hand into Shisui's black curls. They're soft to the touch just like his lips. She tugs his short locks, and he moans. It's intense and shakes her to her core.

How can a moan sound so delicious?

She tugs his hair harder, pulling him far back enough so she can pepper kisses on his jaw.

While [Name] is giving Shisui hickeys, he pushes up her shirt, and he's thankful she's not wearing a bra. [Name] is doing the same to him.

Both shirts are off. Hot skin touches hot skin, and it only furthers their desire as lips touch again.

Shisui nips at her bottom lip and pries her lips open with his tongue. He hasn't thought much throughout this ordeal, but now, he's wondering if she's enjoying this as much as him; also, if he can touch her boob.

Itachi did it, so he's sure he can too.

So he does.

His large hand takes a handful of her squishy mounds while his tongue wraps around her own. She moans, arching her body into his.

With each new breath, she can smell his scent, pulling her further into this craving. Shisui pulls away to take a breath. His eyes fall to her breasts, the gaze lingers, he feels the soft skin under his fingertips.

"You're so beautiful." His voice is gentle, like waves coming up to shore. The words are so simple, but it makes [Name] think on the last time Adam complimented her. It hardly ever happened, and deep down, she knows he never meant any of those words. "You're so beautiful. I really do mean it."

She feels a strain in her eyes as if flood gates opened. The woes from before hit harder than before. A strike straight to the gut, and she's out of breath. Her bottom lip trembles and she realizes what she's doing.

Quickly, [Name] covers her breasts in shame. She turns her head to look away from Shisui. "I'm sorry. I want to stop now."

Shisui blinks. "Oh. Okay. Did I do something wrong?"

"No. No. It's all me. I'm sorry," [Name] sighs, finding her shirt as they both sit up. She slips it on once Shisui moved to sit next to her. "I'm using you for my own little problems. I shouldn't do that to a friend."

He's a smart man. He knows her problem---well, most of her difficulties ---stem from Adam, so he's sure it has to come from that.

"Look, it's okay. You had a bad break up with a bad boyfriend, and I'm glad to be his replacement! I'm a much better upgrade, if I do say so myself," Shisui laughs, trying to make light of this situation. He wants [Name] to fully heal, is that too much to ask?

His joke brings a small smile to her face. "Thanks but, I still shouldn't use you the way I am now. You're a human. A real human. With feelings and---"

"[Name], I like you."

"I mean, haha, I like you too but---"

Shisui grabs her shoulders, turning her towards him. He stares deep into her eyes. "No, I don't think you understand [Name]. I love you, and I think we all do."

There's a long pause.

"Wh-What."

...

A/N: bwahaha.