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: >.> ‘Yes yes I ‘m evil… but it was NaNoWriMo and I’ve been sorely torn between my NaNoWriMo project or this… And NaNoWriMo won out… and I still didn’t make the deadline… 50,000 words in 30 days is hard, I was lucky to make it to about 25,000 words maybe I over thought it… -_- well I’ll try to make this good and not corny for those of you who were waiting. Hmmm Maybe you guys could think up a good punishment for neglect.
“Please. Don’t leave in the middle of the night again.” He stroked her hair his heartbeat slowing dramatically before settling on a lower beat.
“Naruto?” She lifted her head to look at him again; he was already dozing. So she lay back down to listen to his heart, their bodies spent and still joined as one. “Naruto…”
“I didn’t plan on it this time…” Hinata thought to herself listening to his heartbeat in time with her own. “I love you.” She whispered.
Another failure at telling him, she knew as she moved off of him, disjoining their bodies and laid beside him, looking at his serene face. All smoothed away were the lines of expression that typically adorned his face. It broke and warmed her heart at the same time.
“I love you, I love you so much Naruto.” She confessed, oh for fucks sake why was she crying again? She brought her hand up to her eyes. “I so wish to tell you the words that were locked away in my heart for so long. I love you Naruto, I have and always will…” She put her head back down looking at him, her beloved, her unrequited love, her lover.
Locking away words, Hinata was so very good at that. No one noticed whenever she was hiding something, she was always quiet and reserved.
“Hinata, I heard you conducted yourself very well at the dinner.” Hiashi looked at his daughter a scroll held within his hands. On the table before them were many other scrolls.
“I did.” Hinata kept her head lowered watching his feet pace back and forth across the room. “I did nothing to bring shame to the family.” Although her voice and words were confident, she replayed that dinner in her mind to make sure she didn’t.
“So I have heard. You do understand at that dinner there were many allies to Konohagakure and to the Hyuuga family in attendance?”
“I recognized some of them. I assumed the others were as well, considering the information given during the briefing of the mission.”
“Yes, well.” Hiashi finally stopped pacing and looked at you. “Apparently you did really well, considering your lack of knowledge for your reason going.” He was becoming redundant, Hinata thought. “So well that many immediately sent word to me singing your praises, so to speak.”
“H-huh?” She snapped her head up to look at her father with her mouth open. He made a look of disgust.
“Just when I had assumed you’d finally earned a bit of class.” He rolled his eyes and her mouth snapped shut. “You’ve somehow managed to impress the Head Mistress of the Azuma clan.
“She was there?!?” Hinata felt her face redden.
Even in her “exile” from family business she knew of the Azuma clan. Mainly a family who keep their noses so high in the air you could see the boogers forming as they’re headed in your direction. But they were like that with reason, they had enough money to have ANYONE want to dig up there and clean out said boogers with their tongue. Even worst, the Head Mistress was a hard woman to please, possibly because her involvement with the Azuma family started out as her title speaks for itself, a mistress. It is well known but never spoken of how she could never become the wife of Sir Azuma, even now that Lady Azuma was no longer part of the living.
“She was, thought you carried yourself well. Claimed it a pity that Azuma’s son is only four years of age. Otherwise there’d be talks of betrothals.”
“Be-Betrothals” she felt her heartbreaking.
“Yes, but she wasn’t the only offering up such ideas.” He smiled a small smile at her. “I thought surely Azuma was mistaken in being interested you. Then the others came. Its for this reason I’ve decided to restore to you in full your place in this family as heir.”
“Excuse me?” She sat wide eyed looking at her father, the man who allowed her to become a Shinobi in hopes she’d lose her life.
“Of course this means your career as a Ninja ends now, and you are to be married.”
“Wh-what?!?
*~*~*~*~
“Where does that bitch get off calling me a slut?” Ino muttered angrily, now sober the anger she should’ve felt the night before finally surfaced. “Its none of her business who I sleep with.”
“Ino…”
“Hikari…” She smiled turning facing the dashing young man, the son of the main fisherman in Konoha.
“You’ve been hiding from me.” Hikari touched her cheek.
“I’ve not, I’ve been busy socializing.” She merely smirked leaning into his touch. A smirk and she took a few steps toward him.
“I see… no time to socialize with me?”
“I’ve always got time for you, Hikari.” She looked into his brown eyes and he leaned in to kiss her.
“So yeah, seems like that Kiba is still hung up on her, Shikamaru.” Hikari took like six steps back, the moon now catching a gold band on his left hand as two beings walked by one crunching on potato chips.
“That’s his fault. For so long we’ve all known she’s been all over Naruto.”
“I-Ino…” The crunching ceased as the four people now looked at one another in obvious awkwardness.
“Wh-What are you two doing here?”
“Coming from dinner.” Shikamaru answered feeling his friend clam up beside him.
“Ah well I’m Hika-” Hikari thought it in his best interest to formally introduce himself and then thought less of it when the eyes turned to him.
“Married. You sunk low Ino.” The words left the pudgy boy’s mouth before tact settled in.
“Ch-Chouji!”
“Come on Shikamaru.” Chouji walked off trying his best to hide the look of disgust and failing miserably.
“Don’t give me that judgmental look!” She glared at the boy’s back, and he didn’t stop, and something about it further infuriated her. “Chouji!” And he kept walking. Again she found herself watching his back as he walked away. He never looked at her with as much disdain as he had that moment when he noticed the married man she’d been flirting with.
“Ino-Chan, I’m going to go home.” Hikari spoke but the words were lost on the busty flower shop girl.
“Chouji…”
*~*~
He asked her not to leave him in the night. He damn near begged her not to leave him in the night. The fox mocked him for his weakest moment yet, but that's not the point. The point is, that even though he'd begged her, he still was clutching blankets and not her.
"Fuck..." He rubbed his face sitting up his feet on the floor. He really did feel like that was his weakest moment. "Fuck." He got up glancing at the clock. "Seven AM huh?" She had way more than him to drink, how could she wake up earlier than him like that? These things he pondered deciding he was hungry.
"You're up already?" He froze looking at the dark haired girl setting a bag on table. She was still in her clothes from the night before. The only thing new was a bag at the side of the table.
"I thought you left." Oh man he could feel his innards quake with joy.
"I did, to get a change of clothes, I train every Sunday morning with Shino and Kiba, couldn't do it in these clothes. Then I picked up breakfast."
"Like last time." He felt it, he needed to kiss her.
"Last time I locked myself out so I pegged what I got you to the door-" She trailed off looking up at him. "Naruto..." She watched him kneel beside her. Before she could blink he kissed her. She felt her face flush a little bit as he pushed her back onto the floor and crawled above her and kissed down her neck, proceeding to strip her.
“I wanted to do this from the beginning… lose my mind with you before breakfast.” He whispered heatedly against her neck. She smiled softly.
“Okay.” She grabbed his hair and brought him back up to kiss him, drinking in his taste, growing drunk on it and fast.
Somewhere in her drunken haze her clothes went missing and she was squeezing his head between her thighs, his turn to become so heavily intoxicated. And he drank deeply listening to her moan before pulling back and slipping two fingers inside.
“You’re so wet Hinata…” He grinned up at her sliding the fingers from her pussy and held it up for her to see.
“You make me so wet, Naruto…” She whispered blushing as he sucked his fingers clean.
“Good.” He kissed a breast and sucked on it fumbling and missing the mark until he finally slid inside. She moaned running her fingers through his hair as he moved.
*~*~
“That was good… I ache all over.” Hinata groaned laying on the ground taking in deep breaths of air that her body was sorely missing.
You’ve been improving.” Shino looked at her and she sat up.
“You think so?” She smiled.
“You have been.” Kiba’s voice sounded from a few feet away from her. Much too far really.
“Well, thank you.” She smiled at her friends.
“I was afraid you’d hit a plateau.” Shino turned his gaze to the sky.
“I was too really.” She drew circles in the earth with an index finger. “Kiba why are you sitting all the way over there?”
“I’m going to keep training.” He didn’t even look at her.
“Oh.” She looked at him and sighed her circles getting bigger on the ground. “I won’t be able to do this much longer.” She whispered soft enough to be reminiscent of her younger self, but it was loud enough for both men to hear.
“Do what? Train?” Kiba looked at her.
“Be a Shinobi.” She took a deep breath willing her tears into submission. The silence was deafening.
“Why not?” Kiba was on his feet biting back a snarl. Honestly he could only see one reason for a woman to quit being a Shinobi, even for a brief period… she had to be with a child. If she was pregnant, oh, he could kill that loudmouthed blonde.
“I’ve gotten my inheritance restored to me.” She gave a bitter smile and glanced at the two men who just stared in awe. “I only got to become a Shinobi because my father had hoped I would die out there on a mission. That last mission, with the banquet had been the one to change his mind. As heir to the family… I can’t have my life in such blatant danger.” More silence. “I guess I would have to get married to some high class guy who could be older or younger than-”
“That’s Bullshit!” Kiba yelled at her. Like a slap he reeled in on his temper and walked off beyond upset. Akamaru at a sudden lost looked between the left behind pair and his buddy and whined rushing to Hinata, licking her a couple of times then rushed after Kiba.
*~*~
“So tired…” Naruto groaned following the red clad figure before him.
“No one told you to stay up all night sexing Hinata up like crazy.” Sakura threw a playful glance over her shoulder at him, he flushed a little and looked away. “But anyway I told you yesterday I needed to buy some things and needed you to carry them. Think of it like training okay?”
“Hai, Sakura-Chan.” He groaned when she suddenly stopped peering into the flower shop.
“Ino…” Sakura murmured as Naruto glanced over her shoulder at the miserable looking female. “Naruto, stay here. If you move I will kill you.”
“Hai, Hai.” Naruto leaned against a wall nearby as she entered the shop. “I’m bored…” He sighed aloud looking up at the sky. He had begun to wish that he had gone training with Hinata and the others. Maybe they were finished by now.
Hinata had grown to be so much more precious to him as of late. They were always friends, he supposed, but now when he holds her, kisses her, makes her moan his name to the heavens he can’t help but yearn to have her do it so much more often. All he ever really knew about the girl was that somehow she was overly shy, always blushing, rarely able to speak to him. Always unconscious. But now She’s outgoing, they laugh, they talk. She’s special.
“Oh?” Naruto snapped out of his musings watching Kiba stomp by. “Oi! Kiba.” Kiba slowed in his steps and shot the coldest glare he could at the blonde.
“What the hell is up with that look?” Naruto looked at the Dog-Nin in shock.
“You. Its your fault isn’t it?” Kiba took a step toward him and stopped with a growl from Akamaru who was holding onto his shirt in his mouth. “You have done nothing but hurt her!”
“What the hell are you talking about?!?” Naruto stepped forward a fist clenched. Akamaru was pulling back growling in his best attempts to pull back his friend.
“Hinata!” Kiba snarled. That made Naruto step back. “Akamaru, let me go!”
“I haven’t hurt Hinata!”
“Ha!” The Dog-Nin’s attention was back on the blonde. “You spent years trampling on the feelings of others without care. She still insisted on being a friend to you when no one else did and not once did you-” Kiba felt a blow to his face and fell on his side sliding some, thankfully Akamaru had released him in time.
“Why are you making so much noise out here, ruining the Yamanaka business?” Sakura growled rubbing her right hand.
“Sakura-Chan, that was a bit much.” Naruto looked at Kiba pushing himself up more pissed then when he started.
“Whatever your problem is, as a Shinobi you’d do better than to not recklessly express your feelings.” Sakura cracked her knuckles.
“Bitch.” Kiba muttered sitting on the ground looking away.
“Come on Naruto, Ino would rather be alone right now anyway.”
“But Sakura-Cha-”
“Come on Naruto!”
“Hai, Sakura-Chan!” He flinched, glanced once more at Kiba, then walked off.
*~*~*~
Hmm… I’m gonna stop right here. Shorter than usual, yes, bit its best this way. I want to make to at least 8 Chapters… so… here’s to a constant update!
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