500+ Points 4 YOU Still Only 1 entry!?

Yes, you read that right; there are 500+ points for you to grab and more.

Only 1 entry!? Loads of prizes and only one entry, I'm shocked!

THEME: Illustrate a scene from Nokito-chan's literature fic, Heaven.
You can do a single piece, and animated piece, a comic anything you'd like!

DEADLINE: 30th July, 2013.

NOTE: 2 Entries allowed per person.
You don't have to choose one of the ideas below, but as long as it's a scene from the fic, it's allowed!

PRIZES:
First Place
* 350 points
* Between a 5, 000 & 10, 000 word one shot/FanFic from the one and only Nokito-chan!
Maybe up to 20, 000 words if she's on a roll! She can do any theme, couple ect. Just give her a plot and she'll work her magic for you.
* A full body coloured commisssion of max 3 people from VGage.
* Winners Package from AnotherContestGroup.


Second Place
* 100 Points
* A lineart commission from VGage.


Third Place
* 50 points

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HERE ARE SOME IDEAS FOR YOUR ENTRY! CLICK THE TITLE TO VISIT THE CHAPTER
NOTE: YOU DON'T HAVE TO USE THESE

Chapter One:
From his vantage point high up on the branches of a tree, Uchiha Sasuke watched carefully as the kunoichi below straightened her spine, lifted her chin and forcefully picked up the pace.


Chapter Two:
He kept the Sharingan active, just in case, as he quickly strode across the clearing and pulled the unresisting kunoichi out of her sleeping bag. She didn't even stir as he positioned her over his shoulder; caught in the genjutsu he'd cast to mirror her surroundings exactly.


Chapter Three:
Sasuke moved swiftly – not bothering to suppress the smirk at her blank expression of surprise as he moves too fast for her to follow. One hand reaches out, catching her smaller wrist in a crushing hold, he whirls tightly; positioning himself behind her, her arm twisted up uncomfortably against her back. Pushing her against the grey stone wall of her cell.


Chapter Four:
The door opened again, slowly this time, and her eyes flew wide, spine automatically straightening as she glared at the Uchiha. The glare faltered the moment she became aware of the armful of bandages, and bowl of steaming water he was carrying.
"Those ribs need strapped. You can't do it yourself."
For a long moment she remained frozen on the bed before her head bowed in defeat. Dark, dishevelled curls fell forward, hiding her expression, as she carefully turned so her back faced Sasuke and her hands went to the hooks on her shirt.


Chapter Five:
Gradually she became aware of the cold slab of metal she was lying on, though a light blanket covered her, and the sting of burns that covered her body. A few rapid blinks cleared her vision somewhat and she finally registered Sasuke's almost preternaturally still form leaning against the wall across from her. She swallowed the dryness in her throat, licked her lips and he seemed to realize she wanted water because despite the grimace that graced his features he quickly brought a glass and tilted it against her lips. The coolness trickling down her throat felt like a balm as it travelled through her body. He allowed her only a few sips before he took the glass away...


Chapter Six:
They were in the Uchiha compound stone training hall. "Lie down," he told the dazed girl, who complied without compunction. She stretched out in front of him, watching with half-lidded eyes and, as he reached for the button on the black shinobi pants she wore, he wanted to laugh for the first time in many years; he was becoming ridiculously adept at undressing this specific girl. She didn't move as he lifted one thigh slightly, allowing him to slip the loose fabric slightly off; enough to bare her hip.
A light touch, a slow brush of his fingers across the curse seal was enough to activate it and the Mangekyou-shaped mark on her skin glowed in reaction to its creator's chakra. Her chakra was a light, clean blue…  The mark pulsed, lighting up in alternate colours of red and blue.


Chapter Seven:
But this time he could already see he was too slow. The stupid girl wasn't moving from the tree branch, frozen into place by whatever it was she was thinking or feeling, and he was too far away – the enemy already too close to her.
The best he could hope for was to deflect the blow… Maybe save both of them from a fatal wound.
He ignored the sound of his mother's pleased murmur inside his head as he flickered back into plain sight; his body a human shield between Tenten and the kunai aimed straight at her heart.


Chapter Eight:
The rain lashed outside the cave they were in.
She lay on her stomach, arms wrapped around herself, nestled against his side with one leg drawn up and over his. Her long hair spread over the makeshift pillow – really her balled up dark shirt – they shared thus she wasn't wearing one; her hair spilled down her back and a few long strands lay across his chest.


Chapter Nine:
Tenten was seated on a bench in what was obviously a bathhouse of some sort, Sasuke realized after a quick sweep of his eyes over her surroundings. The white-haired old lady he'd seen from time to time, doing chores, on his previous visits to the inn, hovered behind Tenten, scissors in hand and talking a mile a minute as she snipped at strands of Tenten's very long hair. One of Tenten's legs was stretched out on the bench in front of her and, she was smiling and laughing with some young man hunched over her naked leg with green medic chakra glowing around his hands. It was instantaneous. The feeling inside him, so recently discovered though it caused him what seemed like years of discomfort, shifted restlessly and Sasuke scowled at the scene in front of him.


Chapter Ten:
The tears dripped unrestrainedly down her cheeks; her vision blurred but Tenten wasn't seeing anything anyway. Somehow Tenten had made it down the hallway; half-carrying the much bigger Uchiha. The relief had been almost palpable as she'd manoeuvred him onto the bed.
Just as she was untangling herself from the Uchiha, wondering if she should try to take his shirt off so the healer could see the wound immediately, his fingers had closed around her shoulders with surprising strength. To Tenten's astonishment wetness sparkled on his lashes, though his eyes were closed, and it had taken her a moment longer to realized that Sasuke had fallen asleep. Then, his arms had closed around her in a vice-like grip. He'd dragged her firmly against him and held on as if his life depended on it.
"Don't leave me again. Please…"


Chapter Eleven:
"The roof?" she suggested, arching an eyebrow questioningly but the Uchiha merely shook his head. "I have enough chakra for this," he muttered hoarsely as he pushed the sword into his belt through his black Akatsuki cloak.
Before Tenten had a chance to so much as squeal in surprise, his arms closed around her in a vice-like grip. One hand pushed her face into his shoulder while the other held her tightly against him and his chakra enveloped her in a cloud of oppressive darkness. Tenten bit her lip to contain the scream that wanted to escape.
"I won't hurt you," Sasuke's voice whispered in her ear, "trust me."


Chapter Twelve:
They were both shivering when she finally had them both dressed and clean and Tenten could clearly read the exhaustion in Sasuke's frame as she quickly set about making a camp for them. A lone weeping willow spread its branches out across the sparkling water and since the hanging boughs would provide enough cover in this desolate place she settled Sasuke in the soft grass beneath it. She covered him with a blanket she'd accidentally packed back at the inn and stroked his hair out of his eyes when he kept looking at her with that lost, grey gaze.
"Sleep, Sasuke," she whispered, "you'll feel better after some rest."
She rose to her knees but like lightning his hand shot out and grasped her wrist in a panicked grip. Slowly Tenten subsided back beside him and she wriggled her way beneath the blanket with him. Careful not to disturb him, Tenten propped herself up onto one elbow so she could see him clearly, only to jerk in surprise when brown eyes collided with grey. Never before had she seen him looking like this; eyes wide and light as he watched her. A soft sigh escaped and before Tenten could think better of the action she succumbed to the mess of feeling inside her and leaned forward.
Her lips pressed to the corner of his mouth and she could feel his lips softening as he turned his head, brushing his mouth against hers again.


Chapter Thirteen:
"I'm here," she whispered, slowly lifting her hands to thread into his hair, tilting his head so that he was forced to look at her. "And I'm not going anywhere. You're all I have." Sasuke stared at her probingly, as if she was an interesting specimen he'd never seen before: realizing the potential pitfalls but warily fascinated all the same. Lightning flashed outside, thunder rumbled and the drizzle turned into a deluge; the display of nature eerily mimicking the release of emotion between the two people inside the building. She stood on tip-toe and wound her arms around the Uchiha's neck, pulling his head down, before pressing her lips firmly to his. For a moment even time seemed to freeze, there was just the pounding of their hearts in tandem as the blood rushed through her ears.

Then Sasuke moved.

A low growl vibrated through his chest and his body relaxed against hers; filling now with a different kind of tension as she arched involuntarily against him. He didn't know who had control of the kiss and he didn't even really care… Somehow the shy but eager pressure of her lips against his had exploded into a conflagration of lips and teeth and tongues winding sinuously against each other. She moaned softly into his mouth and for the first time in years, Sasuke wanted. Unconsciously his hands stroked unerringly up from her hips to cup the heaving mounds of her breasts. But it felt so right and Tenten arched her back just a fraction more, pushing against his hands in clear assent. Slowly, Sasuke's hands drifted back down to her hips, holding her tightly against him. The intensity of his steely grey gaze pierced through to the core of her being, until she couldn't breathe or think…

"I … Want you."

There was surprise and consternation lurking beneath the heat in his voice and his face, but Tenten merely returned his steady gaze with what she hoped was one of her own.

"Then take me."

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