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ᗰOᑎᔕTEᖇ	By : Sessakag Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female > Naruto/Hinata Views: 44706 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Chapter Five
Confession

May 17, 2008

Naruto awoke dizzy and bewildered. The room was blurry and it felt like his eyes were crossing. He could hear someone talking but for the life of him, he couldn’t understand a word of what they were saying. It sounded like they were talking underwater. He listened harder, wondering if he was drunk or something. Laughter reached his ears, at least he thought it was laughter.
Hard to tell what the heck he was hearing.
More talking, more jumbled, garbled speech from multiple places around him.
Someone was close to his ear, the inflection of their voice seeming to imply they were asking him a question.
“Whalttt arrreyouuu saaayling, da….datthtabaayooo?” he asked, voice slurred.
Laughter again, more speech he couldn’t understand. His eyes began to close, exhaustion taking over. Whoever was talking could come back later when they figured out how to talk without sounding like they had a bag over their head.
~
He awoke again, a little less confused, though his head felt floaty and his mouth was dry as hell. He had no idea how much time had passed since the last time but at least he could make out his surroundings this time.
The room was a bright white, a television mounted on the wall across from him. A window to his right was open, letting in light and a cool breeze. It didn’t take long for him to realize he was in the hospital. Remembering why he was here, he looked down at his right arm, a little shocked and disturbed to see a bandaged hand and forearm attached.
It seemed surreal.
His brows creased as he tried to move the fingers of the hand attached to him. They twitched slightly.
The amount of effort it took just to do that stunned him.
“You’re awake, Naruto-kun. How do you feel?”
It took just as much effort to turn and look over at the owner of that voice. Hinata sat in a chair next to his hospital bed. Her smile was bright, and she looked incredibly happy.
“.….Dizzy…….” he licked his lips, “thirsty…..”
She stood and reached over to a bed side table. He heard the sound of water being poured into a glass.
“You’re so spoiled, Naruto.”
He turned his head to see Sakura standing in the doorway, arms crossed. He couldn’t tell if she was serious or not, though he couldn’t really argue one way or another. It was a pretty accurate assessment. It was the new running joke among their friends that Hinata absolutely spoiled him rotten. Even he knew it was true, but he was hard pressed to change it. If Hinata didn’t mind it, why should he? Besides, he was just as indulgent with her as she was with him. They both were fine with the way things were. While everyone seemed to take it in stride and laugh about it, Sakura seemed to get more and more irritated.
“The guy’s in the hospital, cut him some slack, jeez billboard brow.” Ino said, bumping her out of the doorway.
Hinata brought a cup to his lips and cool water ran down his parched throat. Peering over the rim of the glass, he watched Sakura roll her eyes at Ino and sit down with a huff in one of the chairs across from his bed.
A flicker of annoyance flared through him.
He was getting really sick of her attitude lately. Every time he was near her, she’d make some kind of snide remark about him and Hinata or give him a dirty look. At first he had been really, really confused as to what he had done to make her so irritated with him. He had even asked her a few times what her deal was and each time she would blush and claim it was nothing.
Now, he had had just about enough of it.
Now, she wasn’t just giving him dirty looks, she was making snide comments at Hinata too and for him, she was crossing a line and venturing into dangerous territory.
He’d finally put a label to what Hinata was to him.
And that was, his best friend.
Hinata set the now empty cup on the bedside table, her cheeks bright pink.
Hinata was his best friend, the person he felt the closest to, the person he was able to be himself around, the person that cared about him more than anyone else in the world, had proven that time and time again with action and word. He and Sakura were great friends, they were close from years of fighting together, rescuing Sasuke together, but he would not allow her, or anyone else to disrespect Hinata. He didn’t want to argue and fight with her, but he was done letting her take out whatever her problem was on him and certainly not on Hinata.
When he was up and on his feet, he was definitely going to demand to know what the hell her problem was and wouldn’t take “nothing” as an answer.
Sai walked in, holding a basket of fruit, that disturbingly placid smile on his face.
“The book suggested fruit baskets as a get well soon gift when a friend is in the hospital,” he said by way of explanation, placing the basket on a table near the door..
“Uh…thanks, dattebayo,” he said, an uncomfortable smile on his face.
That guy just did not get human emotions and etiquette. It wasn’t really a kind gesture if you waltz in and announced a book told you to do it with a creepy, robotic smile on your cold face.
“Isn’t he just the sweetest,” Ino gushed.
“Ah…yeah,” Naruto agreed reluctantly.
“Psh, as sweet as a damn lemon,” Kiba scuffed as he walked in, Akamaru at his side.
“What was that, dog breath?” Ino asked, fists on hips.
“I think you heard him Ino-pig,” Sakura chimed in.
“Who asked you? I think he can handle himself. He doesn’t need your giant five-head to protect him,”
“Why you bloated-”
“What a drag, do you guys always have to fight?” Shikamaru asked as he stepped into the room, his girlfriend a step behind him, both wearing mission gear.
“What’s up Shikamaru?” Kiba greeted.
“We just wanted to stop by and check on Naruto before we head out for our mission,” Temari said.
Naruto grinned.
“I’m great, got a new arm, dattebayo,”
“How’s it feel?” Shikamaru questioned, “Can you move it?”
“Hmmmm,”
Naruto looked down at the bandaged appendage, trying hard to make it move. It was more of a struggled than he thought it would be to make the appendage work. His brows creased in concentration. Slowly, his fingers curled one after another, the amount of effort it took for just that small a movement was taxing.
“Uhhh, looks like its gonna take some work,” he admitted bashfully, “I’ve gotten used to having one arm so I guess its gonna take a while before I can move this new arm without having to think so hard. At least I know it works, or uhm, at least the fingers do,”
“Tsunade-sama said you should practice using it as much as possible and over time it’ll feel like you never lost it,” Sakura said, “its been crafted specifically for you,”
“Won’t he need rehab for that?” Temari asked.
Sakura shook her head, looking over at Naruto.
“There’s a couple of exercises you can do at home, the doctor will let you know what they are. You might want to start training with it too. Kakashi-sensei said missions are about to start picking up again so we’re going to need every available shinobi,”
“I’ll be ready!” Naruto said, raising his left fist enthusiastically.
It took a moment before it dawned on him.
“Wait, aren’t we still under a peace treaty with the other nations?” he asked, “Why’s work picking up? What’s going on?”
Shikamaru crossed his arms and leaned against the wall.
“The treaty is on its last leg,” he admitted, “People are turning up dead, whole villages ravaged over night. I can’t go into too many details but its happening all over the Great Five and everywhere in between,”
Naruto sat up, the seriousness of the situation not lost on him.
They were depending on the treaty.
Konoha had lost more than half of their shinobi forces and it’d be years before they returned to normal numbers. Right now, not just the village, but the entire Fire Country was in an incredibly vulnerable position. Suna and Kumo were in much the same boat having suffered similar, devastating blows among their shinobi rank. Should one of the nations suffer a crisis, they would have no choice but to rely on the good nature and kindness of their neighboring countries to lend a hand, something the struggling nations may not be in a position or inclined to do.
An alarming realization affecting all five elemental countries almost equally.
Why any of the nations would be willing to jeopardize their positions by disrupting the peace was beyond him.
With the agreement of peace firmly in place, the prediction and consensus had been that the ceasefire between nations would allow for the replenishment of the Great Nation’s diminished number of able bodied shinobi over the course of the next decade or so.
National Security was of particular concern for all five Great Nations. Konoha more so than the others. The village was still undergoing repairs, their economy struggling and many villagers were still displaced, having lost everything during the destruction. The Leaf needed that projected time period of peace more than any other nation. Should another attack anywhere near what had happened with Pain, let alone during the war occur now, the Leaf village could find themselves in dire circumstances.
“Are you serious?”
“Yeah, everyone’s on edge and suspicious of each other. Treaty or not, the Kage is responsible for the well being of their people, and will do anything to ensure their safety, even if that means going against the treaty,”
This was news to Naruto, he’d been so focused on recovering, and studying to become a jonin, he had kind of lost track of world events going on around him. His hand clenched, gripping the sheet.
Already.
Already it was starting again.
The cycle of death and hatred.
Hinata slipped her hand into his bandaged one. It wasn’t hard this time to move his fingers. Without much thought, he wrapped them around her small, warm hand.
She didn’t have to say a word.
He knew what she was trying to convey to him.
‘You stopped this cycle once, you can do it again. Don’t give up hope,’
“We’re trying to keep this as quiet as possible,” Shikamaru continued, “Even though I’ve been appointed Lord Sixth’s adviser, there’s some details even I’m not aware of. Temari and I are headed to Suna to speak with the Kazekage on behalf of the Hokage regarding the situation. Speaking of which, we better head out, Temari.”
“Later, Naruto,” Temari said, turning to follow Shikamaru out the door.
“Bye guys, tell Gaara I said hi,”
“Will do,”
Naruto looked down at his new hand, entwined with Hinata’s, determination filling him. He had to get used to this arm right away. If things went to shit, he would need to be ready.
The time for rest was over.

May 29, 2008

Naruto ran his hand over his hair, frowning as he looked into the mirror held up before his face.
“Hmmmmmm,”
“I think it looks great,” the barber commented, “Especially with your new mission gear. Very mature,”
Naruto turned his head left and right, trying to get a feel for his new haircut. It was shorter than he’d ever had it and it certainly gave him that maturity feel he had asked the barber for.
It was….different.
Didn’t really look goofy or anything.
He slid his new head band around his head.
Actually, he kind of liked the new look and it did compliment his cool new gear.
Maybe he needed to get a second opinion.
He reached into his pocket for Gama-chan and paid the barber, leaving a generous tip.
“Come back when you need a fresh trim, Naruto,”
“Of course,” Naruto grinned, waving as he moved to the door, “Later!”
He left the shop, enjoying the breeze against his shorter hair. He couldn’t help reaching up to touch the short locks again. It felt weird. Like his head was too light on his shoulders.
He shrugged.
Like his arm, he supposed he would get used to it.
His arm was as good as new now, better than before actually. He found it really easy to mold chakra with it and was working on a few techniques to take advantage of it. He couldn’t wait to show Hinata not only his new moves, but his new hair and clothes.
His frown was uncertain.
He hoped she liked his new look.
He sighed.
He really missed her. Eight days ago she had moved out and into her own place near the Hyuuga compound now that he was fully functional, and yesterday she had been given a mission with Kiba and Shino and wouldn’t be back for at least a week, maybe even longer.
He’d been bummed out ever since.
His apartment was so damn cold and empty now. He couldn’t stand being there longer than it took him to eat and sleep.
Sure his friends still came over but it wasn’t the same. They didn’t fill him with calm and peace and happiness the way she did with just her presence. With her assignment to help him over, she had gone back to being the Hyuuga princess, barely able to spare a minute for herself, let alone him. Not once had he seen her since she moved out.
The separation was driving him crazy.
He hadn’t even gotten the chance to see her off on her mission.
He pouted.
That damn Kiba was the only one he had gotten to see off and that was completely by coincidence.
Kiba had been late to the rendezvous point and he and Akamaru had been running through the street trying to catch up with his team. That big dumb idiot and his dog had run him down. As he lay in the street, bewildered, Kiba had offered a laughing apology about how he was late to meeting Shino and Hinata for a mission and that he’d see Naruto in a week or so.
By the time he had peeled himself off the ground, Kiba had been long gone and the words “Hinata” and “week or so” had bounced around in his head.
He sighed again.
It sucked that they weren’t on the same team.
“Wow, Naruto, is that you?”
He turned to see Sakura walking along side him.
He observed her silently.
She seemed like she was in a good mood, but that could change easily, though the last week she had gone back to her usual self, and not only that, invited him out more than she normally did. She was still acting weird but had gone in the opposite direction. Instead of being incredibly grouchy and snippy she was nicer, more hesitant to use her fists on him whenever he said something she thought was dumb.
He was suspicious of this continual flip-flopping.
“What’s up, Sakura-chan? We finally get a mission?”
She shook her head.
“No, I was coming from the hospital and just happened to see you,”
She was wearing her mission gear as well. It looked really cute on her, though it didn’t differ much from her previous outfits. Her red, sleeveless top stretched down mid thigh, slit on both sides to reveal short black shorts.
She looked really pretty.
His mind wondered what Hinata’s new gear looked like.
“What made you decide to cut your hair?” she asked, refocusing his attention.
“Well my new clothes didn’t really go with the long hair so I figured I’d cut it,” he admitted, reaching up to rub it, “Does it look okay?”
Pink stained her cheeks and she looked away. His brows lowered in confusion.
‘What’s with her?’
“Ah, well, I think it looks really good on you, Naruto,” she said finally, “……actually….there’s something I wanted to talk to you about,”
“Hm? What is it?”
“Not here, somewhere private,”
He raised a brow. Was she finally gonna tell him why she’d been so weird and cranky lately? With Hinata moving out and him picking his training back up he had forgot to confront her about her attitude.
Maybe he wouldn’t have to now.
The two walked towards the hilly country side surrounding the village. They stopped a bit away from the town atop a knoll.
Sakura stood silently, seeming incredibly fascinated with the ground.
Just as he was going to ask her why she had dragged them out here to talk and wasn’t saying anything, she broke the silence, throwing him for a loop.
“Naruto, you still like me don’t you?”
His mouth hung open, blue eyes wide. To say he was shocked was an understatement. Why would she ask him that?
“Sakura, what-”
“You said you liked me, do you still like me now?” she asked, turning to look him in the eye, “Its a simple question, Naruto, yes or no?”
Simple his ass. Things were a lot more……..complicated than when he’d been a kid chasing after her.
Did he still like her?
Hell.
He didn’t know.
He hadn’t really thought of her in those terms in a while, hadn’t had the time.
“Ah…..well….I do like you but-”
“Then let’s go out,” she said.
That wasn’t really what he meant.
“Well….”
“Well what?” she asked, seeming irritated.
He didn’t know.
This felt kind of….weird, like he was doing something he shouldn’t. Like he’d be betraying someone. Sasuke certainly would fit that role of “someone” right?
“What about Sasuke, Sakura-chan,” he asked, “Why go out with me if that’s who you’re in love with?”
Neither of them had heard from Sasuke since his departure. He knew Sasuke would get in touch with them eventually though. Before he left, he and Sasuke had had a heart to heart. Naruto understood and respected his friend’s decision to repent. He wasn’t the least bit worried he had left the village behind again.
“You’re making a lot of assumptions, Naruto,” she said, “Sasuke has been gone a while, he hasn’t tried to contact us at all. This time, its not because he’s in trouble or needs help, he left and hasn’t said a word since. I don’t know if I still love him or what it even means to love a guy.”
Her cheeks were full of color again. He didn’t think she had ever blushed so much before.
“I know I’ve been acting…weird lately… but its only because I’ve been trying to figure out what I really want. Being in the village and seeing everyone starting their lives with someone they love, I just kind felt like I needed to re-evaluate my life, my priorities….and lately I’ve been….noticing you a lot more than I have before. I’m not saying I’m in love with you or anything like that but I….want to know what I feel for you.”
He blinked.
At least she was being honest about it this time. That day in the Land of Iron, it had been painfully easy to see she hadn’t really meant what she was saying when she had confessed to him. This time seemed genuine.
Except this time, he wasn’t eager and desperate to hear those words.
He reached up, rubbing the back of his head nervously, uncomfortably.
“I guess we’re kinda in the same boat,” he admitted, “I’m not really……sure if I still like you the same way I did before….”
She looked away, a hurt expression on her face.
“Ah! T-that’s not to say, I-I mean you’re still a great person and really cute its just….” red stained his cheeks, “things are kind of…..different now, somehow. I can’t really explain what’s changed though.”
He was really messing this up. Here was his life long crush finally interested in him, something he had dreamed about for years and he didn’t know what to do.
How many times had he imagined this scenario?
How many times had he practiced his response to her?
After all that, why the hell couldn’t he figure out what he wanted to say?
“We’ve grown up, Naruto.” Sakura said, “We’re not thinking like kids anymore. Back then, neither one of us knew what it meant to be in love with someone. Things are different now….I’ve changed…you’ve changed…. Listen, we’re both single, its not like we belong to anyone. Let’s just see where it goes. We don’t even have to tell anybody about it.”
His gut tightened with an emotion he couldn’t put a name to. If they were straight forward about it, maybe it’d be okay?
It would give him a chance to either write a new chapter in his life with the girl he’d always wanted or put an end to it for good. To be honest, he was tired of being in limbo too.
It was true he didn’t know what it meant to love someone in the romantic sense, at least this way he could at least get some experience with which to weigh and compare his feelings when he did find a girl he thought he loved.
“I guess….we could try and see,”

June 10, 2008

“I shouldn’t have drank so much, dattebayo,” Naruto mumbled.
He sighed and stretched out on the couch, staring up at the spinning ceiling fan. Taking his hands from the front pocket of his orange hoodie, he placed them behind his head. He wasn’t drunk by a long shot but he was definitely a little tipsy. Just back from another outing with Sakura, he was kind of surprised he had drank as much as he had. Bored and needing something to do, he had poured back the sake reflexively while pretending to listen to whatever it was Sakura had been saying.
He frowned, pondering the situation.
Spending time with Sakura wasn’t what he’d thought it’d be.
It was mixed bag.
Sometimes he would really enjoy himself when he was out with her, and her aggressiveness kept the fan girls and boys away a lot of the time, though it wasn’t much fun when he himself was on the on the receiving end of it. Other times, his mind would wander, like tonight, to a certain pale eyed girl and he’d have a hard time looking Sakura in the eye. The days he would see Sakura after a night of naughty fantasies about said girl were the worse.
Then there were times where he got frustrated because he would say something that she would think was incredibly stupid and they would get into a mini argument about it. He’d sigh and think to himself “Hinata would have gotten it”, or “Hinata doesn’t think it’s stupid,” and then feel bad afterwards.
He couldn’t help it.
Missed the hell out of her.
Hinata’s mission was lasting longer than expected and he was anxious to see her again. The move had been bad enough but this was like the icing on the cake. Shino and Kiba would take care of her, h knew that, but still, he was worried about her. This was her first mission in several months, how could he not think about her?
Still…
He and Sakura were supposed to be dating now so why the hell couldn’t he get his brain to focus on her?
He was so damn confused.
Even though they had agreed to keep it under wraps, he was planning on telling Hinata that things were finally moving forward between him and his long time crush and yet when he pictured himself telling her that, he felt uncomfortable and uneasy. Like telling her that he was dating Sakura was taboo between them.
He was starting to get the sense that maybe Hinata wasn’t what you would call, “a best friend” after all. Why would he be afraid to share what should be good news with his best friend?
She felt like his best friend, no doubt about it, but was it normal to want to fuck your best friend?
He wasn’t sure about that.
The feelings he had for Hinata were becoming even more complicated.
But as complicated as things were though, he wanted Hinata at his side so damn bad right now. Even if he didn’t know what to say to her, just having her near him would settle his racing mind and soothe his nerves.
He brought his right hand down, his fingers caressing the hard surface of his necklace, bringing the luminous gem up to study. He rubbed his thumb over it.
It felt warm and calmed him a little.
It was the next best thing to her. He examined the multicolored jewel in silence, remembering her smiling face when she gave it to him.
Naruto-kun…
He thought of her lips forming his name. Desire coiled in the pit of his gut, his cheeks heating. Maybe he was a little more than tipsy if he was starting the perverted thoughts already. Hell, he wasn’t even in bed yet.
He frowned.
He was happy to at least have this reminder of her but…
It wasn’t enough for him. Not nearly enough.
He sighed and dropped it back against his chest and stared at his wrapped hand.
With little effort, he molded chakra, entwining his and Kurama’s, forming an orange Rasengan. One handed Rasengan was so damn simple now. The arm he had now was incredible. It was like he had never lost an arm and the things it could do were pretty incredible.
He increased the Rasengan’s size.
He needed to get his head on straight, sleep the liquor off.
He had a mission tomorrow morning and couldn’t afford to be distracted.
Dispensing the Rasengan, he focused even harder, molding three mini Rasengan’s at his finger tips.
He was determined to do whatever it took to keep the peace among the Great Nations and to do that he would need to be on his toes. Maybe he could arrange to speak to the Kages, smooth over tensions if possible. He and Gaara were great friends, he was sure he had some leverage there. The Raikage would be trickier, but maybe Bee could help out there.
The Tsuchikage was kind of stubborn, he’d be a real pain in the ass if things got dicey.
He didn’t really know the Mizukage well but she seemed to be triggered by certain words and there was really no telling what word would set her off and why. He would have to be careful with her.
A knock at his door interrupted his thoughts.
Dispersing his chakra he sat up, looking over at the front door. A quick glance at the wall clock read half past ten.
“Who could that be this late, dattebayo?” he wondered.
Another knock sounded as he made his way to the door.
“Yeah, yeah,” he began, opening the door, “I heard you the first……time,”
“Ah, I-I’m sorry for coming by so late, Naruto-kun,”
Hinata stood in front of him, her lovely face worried. She was wearing a pink and red, knee length dress. Her hair looked damp and was gathered at her right shoulder in a loose ponytail. Her pale eyes were gentle yet shinning with excitement.
Her fingers came up to fidget, feet shuffling.
“I-I just got back from my mission and I thought I’d come by and see you after I got cleaned up.” she smiled up at him, seeming happy just to see his face, “I missed you-”
It was a moment before his brain registered what he was doing. One moment he was standing there in the door way, shocked and more glad to see her than he thought he’d be, the next second he had pulled her against him and into the apartment, slamming the door shut and sealing her lips to his. To see her standing there, looking so damn beautiful, wanting to see him as bad as he had wanted to see her, saying she had missed him, he had moved without thinking.
Her lips were soft and warm against his, her body a swell of curves against his own. He shuffled them towards the living room as his body went up in flames.
How many times had he fantasized about this very moment?
How many times had he touched himself, imagining what the curves beneath his hands felt like?
Lust pooled in his gut. He sucked at her lips, tumbling her to his couch. His hips sank between her thighs, the heat and softness there incredible even with the barrier of his sweat pants between them.
His hands smoothed up her sides, ascending until the softness of her breasts filled his hands. The pliable flesh spilling over, too big for his hands to cover fully. The speed in which blood pounded to his cock left him stunned and dizzy. Nearly out of his mind with arousal, he pressed his hardness tight against her core, groaning at the pleasure that shot through his body.
Her nipples were hard beneath his squeezing palms.
Turned on, he massaged her breast, fascinated with their size and overwhelming softness. They jiggled beneath his palms, the sensation leaving him breathless.
Her fingers speared through his hair, her lips meeting his over and over again.
His wet lips moved down her throat and collar bone. He inhaled her scent, that heady scent that only she exuded. Reaching down, he ran his hand up her thigh, pushing her dress higher until the tip of his finger brushed against the thin, lacy strap covering her most private area.
“N-Naruto-kun….”
Her breathy whisper of his name was like a stroke to his dick. He fused his mouth with hers, his tongue sweeping in to taste. Silky moisture met his seeking appendage. Groaning against her mouth, his pressed his mouth harder against hers, desperate for more.
Her squeal of surprise was muted.
He tongued her mouth, brushing against her hesitant tongue frantically, rocking his hips in an effort to ease the ache in his balls. Pleasure clawed up his spine. The friction against his hard cock driving him crazy.
He wanted her.
So damn bad.
He gripped the side of her panties, tugging them down slowly.
He wanted to touch her.
Needed to touch her.
To bury himself balls deep in the softness of her body.
His chest heaved, his head swam. He tugged again, excitement thundering through his veins as they slipped down over her rounded hip.
She pulled her mouth away. Undeterred, he attacked her neck again.
“N-Naruto-kun….w-wait….”
He could barely hear her over the blood was pounding in his ears. Her hand covered his, stopping his tug at her panties.
He lifted himself up to look down at her, panting, his brain confused and lust-ridden. Her face was flushed, lips glistening and swollen, pale eyes shinny and heavy lidded. Desire twisted his gut, and he leaned down, intending to capture those plush, pouty lips again.
Her other hand pressed against his descending lips, stopping him.
“N-Naruto-kun….does this meant that….that you…..”
He couldn’t have been more shocked than if someone had poured a bucket of cold water over his head.
He blinked, feeling like he’d just come out of a hazy dream.
What the hell was he doing?
Was he that damn tipsy?
He jackknifed up, shocked. His cheeks were on fire as he looked at her. She lay with her back against the armrest of the couch, dress pushed up her spread thighs, enough that he could catch a glimpse of sky blue panties. The straps of her dress hung below her shoulders, her hair loose and in disarray around her body.
Pushing her dress down, she sat up, blushing furiously.
Guilt blasted through him.
He looked away.
What the hell had happened?
Cock throbbing beneath his sweat pants, he struggled to come up with an explanation, an excuse for his behavior.
“Hinata…..I’m sorry…..I shouldn’t have-”
She leaned forward onto her knees, grabbing both his hands. Shock widened his eyes as she took both his hands and cupped them around her breasts again, squeezing his hands in encouragement.
“N-Naruto-kun…I-I don’t mind if you touch me….for a long time I…..”
He sat frozen, wondering if he had fallen asleep and was dreaming.
“I love you, Naruto-kun. I’ve loved you for so long….”
He couldn’t have been more shocked than if Kaguya came through the door and slapped the whisker marks off his face. His mouth moved up and down like that of a fish, his eyes wider than saucer plates.
He hadn’t heard her right.
His alcohol glazed mind was making up shit.
She couldn’t have said what he thought she just said.
“What…….What did you say?”
Her blush spread, though happiness bloomed. She moved his captured hands up, pressing her heated cheek against them. That intense yet gentle look that always shinned in her luminous eyes now had a name.
“I said I love you, Naruto-kun,”
His heart slammed against his chest, the words bouncing around his malfunctioning brain.
‘I love you,’
‘For a long time,’
‘I’ve loved you for so long,’
‘Naruto-kun,’
‘I love you,’
He was speechless.
Absolutely speechless.
Hinata…..was in love with him?
“Do you….feel the same for me, Naruto-kun?” she asked softly, “Is that why you…..”
Why he’d had his tongue down her throat and his hands up her dress.
Shame crashed through him, his entire face bright red.
Love had been the last thing on his mind when he had been feeling her up. The only thing on his mind had been getting into her panties.
Did he love her the way she loved him?
He didn’t know.
Maybe….
Was the painful twisting of his heart when they were together mean he was in love? Did the even more painful loneliness that gripped his chest when they were apart mean he loved her?
“Hinata….I….”
The silence was uncomfortable and strained.
What the hell was he supposed to say?
His body knew what it wanted but his brain was so mixed up.
Shit.
Speaking of love, how the hell could he be here kissing her when he was supposed to be...involved with Sakura? The guilt threatened to consume him.
He couldn’t look at her as he spoke.
“Hinata…..” he began, barely able to force the words past his lips, “……me and Sakura…..are….”
The silence was loud and heavy.
He swallowed, sweat beading on his forehead. He felt his hands being lowered.
He risked a glance at her face and wished he hadn’t.
Her head was bowed, shoulders hunched, their entwined hands resting in her lap. She didn’t move, didn’t speak. Her profile looked so lonely….so hurt.
“Hinata! We’re not…..we’re not official or anything, we’re just…..and I’m not saying I don’t…..love you…..I just….you’re my best friend. I don’t want to lose that. That kiss was….I was drinking earlier and I guess I had too much….”
He gripped the back of his neck, uncomfortable as hell.
He was making things worse, wasn’t explaining himself well at all.He didn’t even know what he was saying, or what he wanted to say. He took a breath and tried again.
“Hinata-”
Gentle fingers pressed against his lips, stopping him.
“Don’t…..say any more, Naruto-kun,” she whispered, head still bowed, “I’m sorry……I think… I’ll go home now,”
She stood quickly, moving for the door.
“Hinata!” he called, taking off after her.
He caught her as she opened the door, his hand gripping her upper arm.
“Hinata, please don’t go yet. Let’s-”
“Please Naruto-kun!”
He stood stunned. She had never raised her voice before. Her body was trembling in his hand, shaking like a leaf in a hurricane. She didn’t look at him as she spoke again, her voice whisper soft and shaky.
“Please….not now…..Naruto-kun,”
The pain in those words slammed into him, loosening his grip on her arm. He swallowed against the lump in his throat, his heart squeezing painfully as she moved away from him. Guilt and remorse tore him apart.
The sound of the door closing was deafening in his ears.
Hinata was in love with him…
And he…
xxxxxx
I figured I’d post the next chapter before the storm hits. I think its supposed to start tonight if I’m not mistaken. Its hitting South Florida last time I checked, I’m in Central Florida so I don’t think we’ll be getting the full force of it and I haven’t seen any evac orders for my area so maybe the rain won’t knock out power but ya never know with hurricanes. To any South Florida readers, please be safe and make sure you take any evac orders seriously.
Also, a few people have been happy that the chapters are coming out fast, but I must warn that these are pre-written and have been sitting on my computer for several weeks so don’t get used to the quick updates, lol. I’m only pre-written up to chapter 7 so things are going to slow down soon, maybe even longer if the hurricane fucks with the power so yeah.
I know some people are probably thinking “Why she got to make Naruto so damn dumb and oblivious?” and my defense to that is this is that this is the same Naruto (At 19 years old if I’m not mistaken) that thought the love of food was the same as romantic love, lol. Those who have seen The Last know what I’m talking about. He is kinda oblivious and I was just trying to capture that aspect of his personality and turn it into some drama. So I’m sorry, lol.
Let me know what you think so far, the bit of feedback I’ve already received was infinitely helpful in the construction effort of chapter 8.
Knightblazer- Thank you for your kind words. Hope you enjoy the next chapter too!
If I made any errors or anything, let me know. I’ve gone over the chapters but some times I don’t see the errors because my mind knows what I meant and I kind of just gloss over it like a brainless twit XD
Anyways, please review and I’ll see you guys in the next chapter!
Laters
~Sessakag
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