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8 Ways to Hell and Back	By : Aleya Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female Views: 4148 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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A/n: Well� I intended this to be a one shot with it length, but I see now. That�s not happening. Well� Let see how far this one goes. Ciao for now.
Disclaimer: I don�t own Naruto, some genius beat me to the punch some time ago.

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There he sat at his favorite place in the village; Ichiraku Ramen shop. To anyone on the outside, seeing the bit of orange sitting there was nothing but normal, but to anyone who would enter and sit beside him would see a rarity. There sat Uzumaki Naruto staring into a glossy surface of brown as if looking for an answer. The ramen untouched since ordering it and it was quickly growing cold.

�I�m so stupid, Dattebayo.� He repeated to himself for the umpteenth time this week. �It was� The one time I should�ve really reigned in on my big mouth I say something stupid like that.� He picked up his chopsticks and swirled the broth of the ramen around before actually raising some to his lips and consuming it, then it was back to stillness. �Dammit.� He frowned thinking back to earlier this week.

It was a slow period in time for missions, many Shinobi had time to relax, train or whatever it is they do to pass the time. Naruto had just left Tsunade�s office reporting his latest completed mission. Nothing out of the ordinary. Upon leaving the office he nearly mowed her down, luckily at that time she was faster than he and evaded his stumbling.

�Sorry!� He rubbed his head with his stupid grin only to have it falter slightly upon seeing who �she� actually was.

�I-I-It�s okay, Naruto-K-Kun.� She looked away clasping her hands behind her back, something she�d gotten accustomed to doing instead of playing with her fingers up front. Of course this new habit tended to wind up with her thrusting her chest toward whom she was speaking to.

�Oh, Hinata!� His grin now came back with full power. She blushed and looked off to the side.

�I-I should go.� She rushed into the office and the door closed behind her so fast he wasn�t sure what happened. So he shrugged and went about his business. First heading back home and handling left over cleaning, if Sakura saw the mess he�d be a dead man. When that was said and done, with a few side tracks along the way, the boy realized, it was nearly dinner time.

So with a rumbly in his tummy, and a sparkling home he made his way to the ramen shack. He was greeted with his usual welcome back repertoire from the owner and his daughter and he ordered his usual several bowls of ramen, after hearing the story about how the daughter had broken her leg sometime ago.

�I�m back!�

�Ah! Hinata-Chan! Thank you again!� The old man smiled as the young lady passed him the delivery box. With a sigh she sat down and a bowl was placed in front of her.

�Oh, no I coul-�

�Nonsense.� The man spoke. �it�s the least I can do. You can keep Naruto company.� He said.

�N-Naruto�?� She finally noticed the blonde slurping away on his-what- sixth bowl?

�Hey Hinata!� He smiled at her watching her face flush up really fast.

�H-Hi Naruto-Kun.� She started to eat her ramen.

�Why do you always do that?� He asked now with a full belly.�

�Do what?�

�H-Hi N-N-Naruto-K-Kun.� He looked at her. �That!�

�I don�t sound that bad!� Her eyes widened while she seemed to ponder if she did.

�You do!� Naruto replied with such conviction.

�I don�t!� Hinata replied her voice for the first time to Naruto, firm, loud, and clear. This of course prompted more teasing from the blonde and more defense before turning her teasing to him, much to his disbelief.

As time went on and they had long gone the Ramen shop the chatter continued on to the wee hours of the morning. Naruto having discovered things about his fellow Shinobi, because she was quiet she was rarely paid attention to, and found some rather interesting things about her. The longer they talked, the later it got, the more he noticed how aesthetically pleasing she was to the eye, the more his mind began lingering toward things of the night.

�Well, It can�t be helped it�s a typical girl insecurity, Shinobi or not I am a person still!� She looked at him, somehow the conversation turned to why he had been so crazy over Sakura.

He answered honestly, because she was pretty. She admitted she thought it was because she was one of the first to get boobs and that�s why she was noticed. Then of course he went on explaining that breasts don�t make every girl attractive. Then of course her belief that if a girl doesn�t have them, she�ll never be seen as sexually appealing.

�But you have them.� He said looking up at the starry sky.

�Yes.� There. Hinata started getting quiet again. �But nothing like, Sakura or Ino.�

�But you�re attractive in other ways.� From the corner of his eye he could see her growing crimson. Some how� right then. It was cute. �How much of her turned red when she blushed like that?� He wondered. The question some how an erotic appeal, did her chest redden too as some girls claim when they get really embarrassed.

�I�m not..� She finally answered after a time. Her insecurities rearing their ugly heads.

�You are.� He looked at her. He licked his lips his blue eyes running over her shapely form. Each soft curve eliciting a desire to be stroked, touched, kissed.

�Naruto-Kun?� She stopped walking to look at him, he hadn�t even realized he stopped moving.

�Yeah?� When did his throat get so dry?

�I didn�t hear you just then?� It suddenly made sense. His time with the Ero-Sennin wasn�t wasted on just training. He learned things he otherwise would have missed. The way she was looking at him. Insecure, timid, nervous�She cared so much about what he thought. This was new, most of the other girls brushed his opinion aside, and she cared so much she was trembling. She needed to hear his approval. Now a bit older, a bit wiser he could see, his answer would change the way she viewed herself drastically.

�You�re something else.� He smiled folding his hands behind his head.

�Wh-what?� She looked at him.

�If I had my way�� Right now everything seemed to happen in slow mo� as his mind tried to stop the words from leaving his mouth. �I would screw you eight ways to hell and back.�

It was her gasp that gave a dose of reality� that and the sudden blood rush to her head and her proceeding to pass out right after. Damn and he heard himself saying the words before they actually left his mouth and still couldn�t stop himself. Now that the blood is in the rightful head he had a sense of embarrassment now, even more since she has been obviously avoiding him or his gaze since then.

�Damn�� He finally decided to eat his ramen before him. �It worked in Ero-Sennin�s book.�

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Nearly one week ago and she was still in some serious disbelief. Eight ways to hell and back, He said. Did she know eight ways to do it? Either way she was expecting some response like �What are you talking about, Hinata-Chan? You are! How do you expect someone to acknowledge you if you don�t acknowledge yourself?��. Well maybe not in so many words, but somehow he�d insist she stop worrying about such things.

�-ay?�

�Huh?� Hinata looked up and saw the girls looking at her. Sometime ago when Sakura nearly died on a mission, she decided that since their lives are already out of control and they brush with death every mission, that as the sexy Shinobi of Konoha they should be tighter in their friendships. She believed the women are the backbone of Konoha with so much more at their disposal than just brute strength, so once a week no matter what they ought to get together whenever possible. Saturday being the day of choice.

�I said, you�ve been quieter than usual, are you okay?� Sakura�s eyebrow furrowed.

�I�m fine�� Hinata looked down at her lap her fingers coming up and instantly that nervous twitch of playing with her hands came back.

�Naruto.� All females shared the same look uniformly.

�What?!� She looked up at her friends then looked at her hands and hid them behind her back. �Oh.� She blushed harder having been told about her thing with the hands whenever she thinks about, or talks about the loud young man.

�You really should just tell him how you feel. He�d be flattered. So flattered he might fall for you.� Ino sighed.

�I-I was going to�earlier this week��

�EEHH?!� They all exclaimed at once paying no heed to the attention they were drawing.

�I-I was going to.� She repeated. �W-we were talking earlier this week. I wanted to see what he thought of me first.�

�Well, what did he say?� TenTen was leaning toward her and it was then she noticed they all were.

�Well�� Her face grew redder just thinking about it.

�Now I really want to know!� Ino�s look grew intense. �So what did he say when you asked.�

�W-w-well I didn�t really ask about me per se.� Her voice grew softer and they leaned in closer. �We were talking about what makes a girl attractive. And-and I- we were talking about how attractive Sakura-Chan and Ino-Chan were. I said I wasn�t attractive.�

�He better not have agreed!� Sakura frowned.

�He didn�t!� The volume came back in her voice. �He said-he said I was amazing!� She smiled softly.

�Aw, that�s sweet.� TenTen smiled softly and Ino groaned.

�I thought it was going to be something juicier than that!�

�Then-� Hinata grew quieter again her face growing redder. �He said �If I had my way� I would screw you eight ways to hell and back�� Her hand came up to cover her face as a deafening silence washed over the table.

�That Naruto�� Sakura was irritated for the girl while Ino busied herself with laughter.

�Well, what did you do?� TenTen looked at her.

�Passed out.�

�Hinata��

�I couldn�t help it!� She looked at them her blush faded rather quickly. �I-I was so happy!� Shocked looks around the table.

�Happy?�

�That Naruto-Kun saw me as a woman! It made me happy.�

�I would guess so after so long of not being noticed.� Sakura sighed.

�But you haven�t been with anybody have you, Hinata?� Silence.

�Who?!� Again no attention to the attention they were drawing.

�Kiba-Kun.� Her voice grew soft again at her admission.

�Really?�

�Yes.�

�So, then do you want Naruto?� Ino looked at her.

�Of course she does. She has for years!� Sakura sipped her drink.

�But I�m so terrified. What if he doesn�t like the way I loo-�

�Listen here!� Ino grabbed the girl by her shirt, the sake obvious as hell at this close proximity.

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�See you tomorrow, Naruto! Cheer up!� He heard the old man at the Ramen shop call after him. He stuck around and consumed a few other bowls but nowhere near as many as he used to. Man, a line like that would work for a character in the Ichi Icha series� Those had some truth in them, right?

Forget it, he�d go home TRY to get some sleep and not think about the girl he offended. No he wouldn�t think about the girl who didn�t seemed to be repulsed by his company not once in the years he knew her. Of course he�d go home and dwell! He has been all week, not that sleep had made it better. It seemed that since he Freudian slipped on her that day his mind went in overtime on fantasies of how attractive she really is, as if making up for lost time of years past.

�I�m tired.� He groaned looking at the stair to his home and walked up. He�d train for sure tomorrow, he promised himself as he neared the top faster than expected. At the top he froze. There she was, Hyuuga Hinata, standing outside his apartment door, kind of fussing with herself over whether to knock or not. She raised her hand and pulled it back to touch her lip.

�I wasn�t sure, if you were home or not, Naruto-Kun.� She looked at him.

�What are you doing here?� He reached for his key and proceeded to unlock his door, inviting her in.

�Just wanted to stop by.� She took her shoes off at the door like a good guest. �Was out with the girls nearby so.�

�Oh.� He sat at his table and she sat at the other side. The silence was heavy and the sound of the clock was like thunder in their ears.

�So-� She looked at her hands.

�Listen-� Naruto stopped realizing that they both spoke up at the same time.

�You go ahead!� She whipped her head up to look him in the eye.

�Do you want something to drink?� He asked.

�No.�

�Okay, Well I�m getting something to drink.� He got up and proceeded to the kitchen.

�Water, please!� She called after him and he slightly chuckled taking down a glass for her; but one had to wonder. Why was she there? Did she intend on talking about what was said? Maybe she came to find out what those �eight ways� were? No-No� Hinata wasn�t that sort of woman. She be well behaved, quiet, the kind that a man would LOVE to corrupt. The kind a man would like to see on all fours before him in a skimpy lace-NO

�Granny Tsunade in a bikini!� he whispered to himself, always imagining the woman�s body to be elephant skin under those clothing, being as old as she chronologically. �Uhh� Kakashi in a Thong getting back rubbed by Guy.� A cringe and now he was able to face the Hyuuga female�wherever she was as she was no longer where he left her.

�Hinata-Chan?� His eye went to the doorway, her shoes were still there. �Hinata-Chan?� He called louder getting no response.

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What am I doing?� She glanced at herself in the mirror resting her hands on the bathroom sink. Her cheeks rosy, her thumbnail bitten down to a nub.

�Listen you!� Ino grabbed her shirt. �There are two types of women in this world. Women who know what they want and women who get what they want. You are the former.�

�I-I don�t-!� Hinata looked at the blonde.

�You do know! For years it�s been Naruto! While because of whatever reasons the adults hate him no one ever wanted to compete with you about that! You were the ONLY one desiring that boy and your personality had kept you from having him! Times are changing. He is getting hotter by the day, especially being the Yondaime�s son people- GIRLS are seeing him in a new light.�

�She�s right�� TenTen murmured softly.

�He is a man of honor! Once you have him he�s yours for life.� Ino continued on with Sakura nodding.

�You�d be the first to admit love for him.� The pinkette murmured softly.

�The girls who are sharks and get what they want at all costs will not wait around forever! And you, who just know what you want but waits, will lose your chance. He gave you a window now climb through it and be happy!�

�C-climb through?� She almost whispered before being roughly shoved away.

�You know what you have to do.�

�What I have to do�� She closed her eyes and took a deep breath and looked back at herself before bringing her hands to unzip her jacket. The zipper sounding inconceivably louder than it could ever possibly be. Finally it fell open, and the rest followed smoothly being neatly folded on the bathroom sink, leaving her in a navy blue tank top, and lacy panties to match.

�Hinata-Chan, are you in there?� He called from the other side of the door earning her trademark gasp as her hand clasped over her heart.

�Yes!� Finally realizing her heart would not slow even when the shock left her system, she reached her hand out and unlocked the door. With a soft click the door opened to Naruto standing there glasses still in his hands. At first he merely smiled softly at her, perhaps relieved she hadn�t left suddenly, but then his eye began to stray and he began to notice, articles of clothing were missing.

�Hi-Hinata-Cha-an.�

�Now who�s the one stuttering?� She tried her best to smile without it looking tight from her nervousness. While his gaze could no longer reach past her neck, she was gaining a sense of pride and power.

�I-just-what-water-?�

�That was not a sentence, Naruto-Kun.� She actually giggled. With a bit of confidence she took a step toward him, and he took one back. She took another forward and he took one back.

�Hi-Hinata-Chan, You�re not wearing pants!�

�I know.� She felt herself begin to waiver some.

�Wh-why not?�

�Well, I remember someone saying something about eight ways to hell and back?� She looked to the floor, before forcing her gaze back up at him. �I�m interested because I can only think of six.�

�I-You-were mad?�

�Mad?� She frowned continued to walk forward and he went back cliché like against the wall. �I could never be mad, Naruto-Kun. Surprised, maybe, but never mad.�

Her hands reached out to touch his chest. He flinched as if the touch burned but calmed instantly as her hands went separate ways. One went south to remove his shirt that was tucked into his pants, the other securely ran up the nape of his blonde hair and tilted his face downward as she rose to her tiptoe upward to kiss him. Her heart seemed to flutter in her stomach when at last her hand finally came in contact with his stomach., and he flinched again, followed by a chuckle.

�Well.� He whispered severing their first kiss. �I know more than eight ways.�

�Sounds� like a promise.� She whispered back. Another chuckle from Konoha�s number one loudest ninja.

�Come on.� He merely smiled at her tenderly and led her into the room nearest the bathroom and he set the glasses on a small table near the door. She didn�t even have to look around to know it was his room and she made a bee-line to his bed.

�Hina-� He turned to look at her his smile widening, just looking at her on the bed.

�Don�t say anything.� She was blushing again. �Just-just come here.� She whispered suddenly wishing for short hair again as she felt warmer, and knew it would get hotter from there, well at least until Naruto sat beside her, one hand cupping her face to kiss her the other entwining itself in her hair.

A kiss with a purpose, as hands quickly took to exploring the other�s body. Hands stroking up orange clad thighs, loving the way said thighs flexed with each tentative stroke. Larger hands cupping breasts, rubbing firmly and gently, as tightened nipple came to play. Lips, no longer wishing to dwell in one place trailed slowly down her pale neck leaving open mouth kisses pausing only when one particular place, beneath her ear caused an audible gasp and shiver. There he sucked, not caring if a mark was left, just listening to the soft moans he elicited from her throat.

He wanted to hear more and intended just that as a hand left her breast and slowly worked up a thigh and came in contact with her panties pressing against the center of them. She gave a soft moan her hands pressing his face into her neck as his fingers slid up and down against the lace of her panties feeling each erotic contraction of muscle the cloth covered, urging him to stand even taller, so to speak.

�N-Naruto�� She whispered softly as he confidently pressed harder against her and the other hand pinched her nipple. Her fingers ran through his hair tugging softly as heat pooled in her nether region and slowly spilling out to darken her panties. Slipping two fingers inside of her did she get louder. A mantra going back and forth between his name and urging for more or coaxing him to bite on her still clothed nipple was set on repeat. Each repetition grew louder in volume for the quiet young lady until she finally snapped grabbing a fistful of blonde as her hips jerked of their own will, her pussy clamped around his fingers in appreciation.

He shifted against her to lean above her on the bed slowly lifting her tank top kissing each inch of flesh he exposed before tossing it across the room carelessly as he ground his erection against her the friction driving them both a little crazy. Somewhere along the way his shirt went missing and well in a blur all remaining garments followed. Finally discarding the boxers he wore he took in every curve of her body for a moment before giving in to the dull throb below that demanded attention. One final stroke he could feel the wet warmth beckoning his cock inside. Fuck if that ain�t an invite he didn�t know what was, so enter he did and a groan spilled from his lips at the feeling.

�Ah� N-Naruto�� She whispered with a shudder as he moved.

Blue eyes looked at her savoring the erotic picture she painted. Some of her hair trapped between her and the bed while the rest either clung to her damp flesh or splay over his blanket. Her face and neck red in her desire, her lips parted whispering his name in between moans. Her tank top bunched up above her breasts that wildly moved with each thrust. Fingers clutching his arms for dear life, growing tighter with each threat of cumming again spilled from her mouth. Then of course finally was her snatch. It welcomed his intrusion with slick warmth that he hadn�t known could feel so good. So good he wasn�t sure how much more he could take.

�Yes, yes, right there.� Her hands pulled his face back to her breasts urging him to suck on one. He sunk his teeth into it felt her jerk hard beneath him, before resuming her bucking against him, almost frantically as he thrust harder as her snatch quivered. �Naruto!� Again her hands disagreed on where to go. One gripped his hair like it had earlier, the other trailed lines of angry crimson down his back. He felt his heart beating all over his body zeroing in on the one place ready to explode.

�Aw Fuck, Hinata-Chan.� He groaned as he thrust forward one more time with all that was left in him and released it in side of her. Groaning with each spurt he continued to grind against her and she ground back against him till he felt it. One final undoing of the quiet Hyuuga female, who prove not so quiet when her inner muscles clenched in pleasure and her body danced one last time.

�I don�t wanna move.� He whispered when she finally settled down. Her body as slack as his.

�Then don�t.� She whispered.

�I have to, my leg is falling asleep.� He took a deep breath, bracing himself as he pulled out. She scooted back and laid down, as did he. She snuggled against him as silence washed over them. The 300lb gorilla in the room appeared in the form of �Where does this take our relationship now?� and it was driving Naruto nuts.

�Hinata-Chan.�

�Don�t say anything, Naruto. Just sleep.�
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