To make her mine | By : Trollmia Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female Views: 2015 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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****** PART 4 ******
The little
girl, whose name was Tsuta she told Sasuke and Hinata, was determined to make
the couple her new parents. Sasuke paled just a little bit more when the girl
latched on to his leg once again and called out tousan with clear voice.
Hinata
smiled softly before she lifted up the girl and looked at her again. The young
child was dirty and was in dire need of a bath.
“Sasuke-san...
C-can you please fill up the tub with warm w-water, I really need to clean this
little girl up,” Hinata said gently as she rubbed her nose against the girl,
causing Tsuta to giggle in response.
“What?”
Sasuke just looked at them two and something deep inside him moved around.
Hinata looked so happy and the girl looked as if she had won the greatest prize
ever.
“T-the
tub... p-please fill it with warm w-water,” Hinata said as she bounced the girl
in her arms, drawing out another giggle from the girl.
Sasuke
blinked one more time before he realized what Hinata had asked him of. So ten
minutes later in the small bathroom that was connected to their cabin, he had
filled up the small wooden tub with water.
Sasuke
stepped out and watched how Hinata brought the giggling little critter into the
bathroom and removed the dirty clothes of the child.
“So
Tsuta-chan, now you’re going to get a bath because I don’t think you’ve had one
in ages,” Hinata said softly as she smiled and moved to lower the girl into the
wooden tub. And right after she removed her jacket so she sat next to the tub
in only her white t-shirt.
Uchiha’s,
as we all know, is a prideful line of males. They don’t drop their mouths if
they see anything that amazes them, they don’t gap at something that stands
out, and they don’t get excited unless it’s in bed with their wives. And they
do NOT drool when they see a beautiful young woman in a wet white t-shirt.
Sasuke
watched from the doorway how Hinata used the sponge to clean up the dirty
little critter. And the more she tried to clean up the girl, the more wet Hinata got. The t-shirt was now soaking wet and
Sasuke could clearly see those luscious mounds that practically screamed at
him. ‘Grab us, grab us...!!’
Again
Sasuke was amazed to how well define the young Hyuuga heiress really was. He
could see the muscles play under the pale skin. He could see how gentle and yet
firm she was as she washed the little girl.
‘She’s the perfect mother...’ The last Uchiha thought as he
finally managed to turn around to look outside the window instead of letting
his eyes be glued to a bosom that made him drool with need.
‘I need to rid myself of these hentai thoughts...’ Sasuke really wanted to punch the daylight out
of him self for even thinking of Hinata in such ways. But he couldn’t help it;
they just appeared and invaded his mind.
The soft
laughs, the giddy giggles filled their cabin with life and Sasuke could feel
his soul melt at the feeling. It sounded so right. Those sounds were something
that belonged in his life, he was sure of it.
“Sasuke-san?” Hinata’s voice woke him up and forced him to turn around.
And what he
saw was something holy. Something that was sacred.
Hinata in
her wet white t-shirt looked as if it had melted onto her skin and in her arms
she had a smiling little girl. The holy Mother and child.
“Sasuke-san?” Hinata saw the dark eyes of the Uchiha almost widen when he looked at
her and Tsuta. It was as if he had travelled to another world. He looked at her
and yet he was so far away.
“Sasuke-san?” Hinata tried again.
“TOUSAN!!” Tsuta cried out and wiggled her way
out of Hinata’s embrace and ran towards Sasuke.
Sasuke was
not ready for the weight that suddenly latched on to his leg and he tumbled
backwards and landed on the bed. And two seconds later he was being wrestled
down by a four year old or so girl.
“Tousan,
you’re weak..!” Tsuta giggled as she nuzzled her nose into Sasuke’s neck. “But
Tsuta-chan like tousan!”
“Tsuta-chan,
I’m not sure that Sasuke-s....” Hinata’s voice died when she saw how Sasuke
grabbed hold of Tsuta’s midriff and held her firmly and began to jiggle around.
Suddenly
the memory of Sasuke playing around with the children from the orphanage
appeared and Hinata smiled softly and decided to try and find something for the
little girl to wear, plus she needed a change as well. Tsuta was in good hands.
She didn’t have to worry that the girl was in danger.
Hinata
couldn’t help but wonder how many knew about Sasuke’s hidden ability to take
care of children so good. Perhaps Naruto but he would most likely be the only
one unless you counted for Hinata herself.
And as
Hinata found a new change of clothes, Sasuke occupied the little rascal with a
playful tickle-match. Sounds of girly giggling and manly, soft chuckling filled
the air inside their cabin. And as Hinata finally changed her clothes she
looked at the pair and again she was struck but the notion that Sasuke was born
to take care of children.
‘And remember... he wants you to be the mother
of his children..’ The voice from way back inside Hinata’s head
whispered.
Hysterical blush.
But Hinata
clenched her jaws and forced the blush away. First of all – they had a mission
to accomplish.
But sounds
from Sasuke and Tsuta drove Hinata to think about things that was not suited
for the general public.
Hinata
shook her head to drive the images out of her mind and she grasped the clothes
she hoped would suit the little girl until she got the girl’s clothes clean.
Well, a
large t-shirt would do the trick for now.
“Tsuta-chan,
come here and I’ll let you borrow something of mine until I get your clothes
clean,” Hinata managed to say without stutter as she held out the t-shirt
towards the tickle-match-fighters.
“KAASAN!!” the little girl shouted as
she made a dash towards Hinata.
With a warm
smile Hinata caught the child and a minute or two later she had managed to
dress the girl in one of her own t-shirts. It looked more like a ankle long dress on the small girl, but it was better than
the dirty clothes the child had wore earlier.
Sasuke got
up from the floor and not a second after that there was a knock on their cabin
door so he walked over and opened it.
Outside was
the bearded captain.
“Uchiha-san,
we’ll be porting in one of Snow-country’s harbour within the hour. I just
thought you wanted to know,” the captain said.
“Thank
you,” answered Sasuke and bowed lightly and then closed the door.
The trip
had gone far faster then he remembered. He sighed and brushed the hair from his
eyes just before he was tackled again.
“Tousan?”
The girl’s voice reached into his soul and he turned and got down on his knees
and smiled at the little critter.
“We’ll be
going a shore soon, so why don’t you be a good girl and let us dress you and
then we can be ready to go on our journey, Tsuta-chan?” he asked as he dragged
his fingers through her bangs.
“Kaasan gave me this!!” The bright-eyed girl beamed and made
a little twirl to show off her new “dress”.
“It looks
nice... but we must find you something more to wear or else you’ll be a little
popsicle, you know,” Sasuke said with a smile and decided to lend the girl one
of his thicker sweaters to wear over that “dress” of hers.
The bright
eyed girl just giggled and followed her new father to get something more to
protect her from the cold.
Hinata just watched with wide eyes. ‘I’m in a dream... right?’
oooooo
Sasuke had
given a promise, a silent one, that he would provide
for his family. So at the moment in the port of the Snow-country, he was paying
for Tsuta-chan’s new clothes. And curse that white-eyed Hyuuga-woman for
putting him through two hours of torture.
Torture in
this case – finding clothes for a four year old girl.
But if Sasuke ever thought it would end there... the last Uchiha was way
wrong. No... it didn’t end with just getting a few change of clothes for
Tsuta.
It
continued with him paying for getting a couple of toys too.
‘If Naruto ever saw me now...’ Sasuke thought and rubbed the
bridge of his nose as the little giggle-machine had a field-day in one of the
local toy-shops. ‘Naruto would never let me live this down if he knew...’
And while
Sasuke was forced to follow the little critter around the port-town of Snow,
Hinata was able to get the scroll that they were ordered to get.
‘It was a C-ranked mission and yet... This can’t
be much more than a D-ranked mission,’ Hinata thought as she tucked away the scroll.
It had been way too easy.
But as
Hinata exited the large palace she was suddenly met by the Snow-princess. A
pair of very hurtful eyes met Hinata.
“Hyuuga-san,
please... there is...”
“Yuki-sama,” the voice of the prime-minister came.
“Please,”
the princess whispered before she turned around and faced the prime-minister
with a face that could have fooled just about anyone.
‘Hime-sama...’ Hinata thought as she watched the
princess walk away with the minister.
Yes, it had
been too easy. Something was very wrong in the land of Snow.
To Be
Continued...
Tsuta = Ivy
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