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Author's Note: This chapter may increase the risk of diabetes and/or cavities. Additionally, do not be alarmed if you find rainbows and unicorns floating around you; it is perfectly normal while reading. You have been warned. ^_^
Chapter V
"I want dango, dammit!"
Inuzuka Hana rolled her eyes, or at least she tried to do so without getting dizzy and losing her balance. "Shut up, Anko," she slurred. "It's your fault we got kicked out of the bar!"
"Daaaaango!" Anko insisted, petulantly stomping on the dusty ground.
Hana rubbed one of her temples and continued dragging her drinking partner. The rowdy woman was seriously giving her a headache. Thankfully, the veterinarian found herself sober enough to make it home. Anko, on the other hand, was an entirely different story. Most of her weight was being supported by the Inuzuka.
Hana felt like she should've known better than to agree to go out for drinks with the crazed jounin. Unfortunately, at the time Anko had made the offer, Hana was on her way home from a shitty day at the clinic. She decided that having a few would help her unwind.
Now she found herself wondering if she was the crazy one. Luckily—or unfortunately, depending how one decided to look at it—the Inuzuka clan was notorious for living a very libertine lifestyle so she had very little to lose by associating with Mitarashi Anko.
"Sometimes I ask myself if you're dumb on purpose," she muttered. "It's past midnight. Good luck trying to find a sweets shop open."
"But I'm hungry!" the other woman wailed.
"Ugh! If you keep screaming in my ear, I swear—"
"You WHAT!" a familiar male voice interrupted her threat.
Hana frowned and looked down the adjacent street she and Anko were stumbling by.
"Why'd ya stooop…!" Anko complained pitifully.
"Shh!" Hana ordered, squinting towards the entrance of Konoha's main bathhouse for several seconds. "Isn't that… Hokage-sama?"
"Huh…?" Anko shakily lifted her head and looked towards the same direction the other woman was staring at. "I can't see shit! Everything is so blurry. Why won't the world stay put…!"
"Hush!" Hana adjusted Anko's weight on her shoulder and walked in the direction of the bathhouse. She made sure to stay in the dark spots of the sidewalk and ignored her partner's incoherent grumbling. They stopped somewhere halfway, lurking behind a pallet of boxes so as to not attract attention. Any closer and Anko would've given them away with her whining. She then sniffed the air, her nose aimed in the direction of the two shadows near the bathhouse.
"Well… that is Hokage-sama, but…" she sniffed again, "that woman is definitely not Lady Hinata…"
"Dangooooo…" Anko whimpered.
"In fact… she has Naruto-sama's smell all over. She even smells a little bit like Hinata-sama, but how much you wanna bet she got that smell from throwing herself at Naruto-sama?" She smirked.
Hana tried to get a closer look at the woman with the Rokudaime, but it was late, dark, and the blond duo was conveniently standing far away from the nearest lamppost.
"Shuddup!" Hana heard him say. "I only have eyes for Hinata-chan!"
"Heh! It sure doesn't seem like it…"
Startled, Hana turned to her supposedly drunken companion who, although she still reeked of sake, was suddenly and impressively very alert. What happened with being drunk as a skunk? the veterinarian wondered, noticing the feral grin and mischievous gleam in her friend's eyes.
Rolling her eyes, Hana turned towards the Hokage again. Then she squinted again. "Is she actually naked?"
Anko snickered. "Who would've thought the brat had it in 'im! I always did say that Hyuuga girl was too vanilla for the likes of him."
Still amused at the scene unfolding before her, Hana's eyes widened as the naked woman slithered against the stiff Hokage, whispering who knew what into his ears seductively. A dopey grin and a glaze-eyed look immediately settled on the Rokudaime's face, and Hana smirked, shaking her head.
"Now ain't that a shame?" she murmured. "And to think, Lady Hinata's such a nice girl…"
"Nice girl, my ass," Anko retorted, once again snickering and also enthralled by the spectacle taking place. "It's her loss for not keeping an eye on her man. Though…I keep wondering why I've never seen that fine piece of ass before, or why I haven't tapped it."
"You are such a slut," Hana muttered in disbelief.
"I'm serious," Anko said, immune to Hana's insult. No use in trying to deny it. "I gotta give it to the brat, though. He certainly knows how to cover his tracks, but then again, I expect nothing less from that pervert's student."
"Heh," Hana smirked. "You're just bitter because Hatake won't give you any."
"Only a matter of time, my dear Hana-chan, only a matter of time…" reminded Anko.
"Riiiight… because you've only been trying for the last ten years."
"Bah! He's only playing hard to get. Last time I almost got him to crack."
Hana smirked. "You know, if you weren't so crazy, you might just have a chance. Your problem is that you freak people out."
"Kakashi's just being a pussy," Anko muttered, twisting her mouth sourly. "It's not like I'm going to bite… but then again, since it's that copycat we're talking about, I can definitely make an exception! He may just like it, hehehe!"
"You need some serious help," Hana remarked, somehow not surprised by the snake jounin's shamelessness.
Anko frowned at the veterinarian disdainfully for a few moments but before they had realized it, they had broken into a fit of hushed giggles. As their giggling settled into tired, slurred chuckles, they turned to the blond couple again. The pig-tailed woman still had herself pressed onto Naruto, but now she was very insistently rubbing her large breasts on him, particularly squishing them against one of his arms, where Naruto could see—if you asked Anko, of course—the most perfect breasts in all their glory.
"Hehehe… I wonder what they're talking about," the snake lover mused. "Look at his face. Men are so easy."
Hana chuckled. "I don't think we need to hear what they're saying to know what they're talking about."
"NO! Nononono! Now, hold on a minute!"
Hana laughed quietly when she saw Hokage scramble away from the seductive blonde, who was laughing freely. At least he's making an effort to resist her…
"You were saying…?" Hana smirked at Anko.
"Aww, dammit!" swore Anko.
"Guess he's not a dirt bag after all," the vet remarked, nodding in approval.
"Fuck that!" Anko scowled. "I thought we were going to see some public fucking!"
"Heh… give him more credit," the vet snorted. "I don't think he's the type to indulge in that kind of indecency."
Anko disagreed adamantly with a "Ha!"
"And even if he was," Hana continued, "I don't think he has the balls to actually cheat on Lady Hinata, especially in public. Hokage or not, with that kind of scandal, the Hyuuga clan would have his head."
Anko sighed, she had to give it to the Inuzuka; she was making a little sense. "Still!" she argued. "I'd love to see those two fuck."
She licked her lips in a strange anticipation that made Hana almost burst out laughing.
"That Naruto kid is actually pretty easy on the eyes, and that chick's a total bombshell. Who wouldn't want to see two hot people screwing the daylights out of each other?" She pointed at the two, barely hidden by the shadows, "It'd be better than watching porn!"
Hana shook her head. "Baka…"
"It's true," Anko swore. "If he wasn't married, I would've had a go at him."
"Jeez, Anko, you're twice his age."
"Like that's ever stopped me before. They don't call me a cougar for nothing!"
"What the hell's the matter with you!" they heard him demand. They watched as Naruto glared at the blonde angrily, apparently not impressed with her advances.
"Fuck the Hyuuga clan!" the tokubetsu jounin swore, not pleased with how things were turning out between the blonds. "That kid's another pussy, just like Hatake! I can't believe he's turning her down…"
"Hmm… I wouldn't say that, yet…" Hana said slowly, frowning as the Hokage slumped against the wall and continued speaking with the unknown woman, who followed suit and replicated his actions, leaning against the wall next to him. For a second Hana had hoped he would've gotten rid of that tramp by now.
The exchange continued for a few more minutes until Naruto, exasperated it seemed, shoved his hands into his pockets and walked away from the blonde. Naturally, the harpy swiftly followed after 'her prey.'
"Haha! Now that's what I'm talking about! Definitely a woman I'd like to fuck. She's determination personified," Anko cackled.
"You're retarded," Hana said. She then sighed. Damn… so much for giving him credit. Oh, well.
"I mean it! Look at her!" Anko insisted. "She's not giving up any time soon." The tokubetsu jounin walked away from the stack of boxes and stood in the middle of the road with her hands on her hips, thoroughly amused as she watched the blond duo walk away. "He's being smart about it and getting some privacy. How much you wanna bet that by the end of the night she's gonna have him screaming her name?"
Hana also emerged from behind the boxes, smirking sadly and partially ignoring her companion's speculations. "I don't know… Kiba-kun's always complaining about how madly in love Naruto-sama and Hinata-sama are with each other. He's constantly bitching about how thick the air is around them. He says it's suffocating how the lust just drips off!"
"So what?" Anko challenged, that wicked smirk still on her face. "With a body like that, who wouldn't want a piece of the action?"
"Certainly not me. I don't swing that direction—"
"I swing both directions," the raunchy woman made sure to interject.
"I'm not as shameless as you. But…" an evil smirk, much like Anko's, formed on her lips, "wait till otouto hears about this."
Anko frowned and looked at her friend. "Weren't he and that Hyuuga chick teammates?"
"Yup! He's so overprotective it's not even funny. Literally treats her like a little sister."
A low, sinister chuckle rumbled from Anko. "Oh, Hana-chan… you're bad. Real bad…"
"You don't know the half of it," Hana murmured. That'll teach him! That pig!
After parting ways with the group of rowdy kunoichi—and knowing just how eager Naruto was for her to get home—Hyuuga Hinata decided to take her sweet time getting home.
That's right. Her perverted husband needed to be punished.
"Hmph!"
Although initially she had completely dismissed Sakura's advice, the pale-eyed clan leader would now ensure that her Naruto-kun pay the consequences for his actions. As a matter of fact, her taking longer than usual to get home wasn't the only punishment she had in store for him.
Hinata still had her doubts about whether or not she enticed these events with her actions at the Hokage Tower, but she decided not to dwell on it too much. After all, Naruto was more at fault than her.
"Shame on him…" she mumbled with a scold.
Oh, but shame on you! her Hyuuga conscience—or at least that's what she liked to call it—accused.
"What do you mean?" she probed at the voice, frowning as the memory of her kissing her husband's clones shamelessly displayed itself in her mind.
See? The memory paused on her closed eyes, her tongue slipping inside the clone's mouth and the clear sound of a moan. You're just as bad as he is.
"Those were his male clones, and Naruto was there, so it's different!" she argued almost desperately. "How can I be perverted when that… that f-female clone sneaked up on me?" she grumbled.
Stop denying it, you pervert. Not only did it turn you on, but you kissed back.
"I did not!"
Naruto was right…
"Stop it!" she squeaked, flushing fiercely. "I didn't kiss back!"
Hentai. First a horde of clones, and now a woman. What will it be next time? His toads?
Hinata eeped, utterly mortified at the thought. That was just too much. "I didn't mean to," she admitted in the barest of whispers, twiddling her fingers. "She kisses exactly like Naruto; I couldn't help going on autopilot. She tricked me!"
Uh-huh… and I suppose you'll also deny the fact that you enjoyed feeling that crazy clone's breasts pressed against you.
"I'm not a hentai…" Hinata whimpered, shoulders sagging in defeat. It was just like her to guilt trip herself.
Initially, she tried convincing herself that maybe she had spent too much time at the hot springs—she could virtually feel her cheeks on fire—, but the more the cool breeze grazed her flaming cheeks, the more she begrudgingly admitted that she was, plain and simple, blushing, and blushing a lot.
Still, this was not her fault, or, at least it was his fault more than hers! Sure, while kissing a clone was certainly something new, swapping spit with an Oiroke no Jutsu clone was simply scandalous, so, no, this was definitely not her fault.
And the more she convinced herself of this, the more her face tightened in indignation. "How dare he…?"
Hypocrite… keep blaming him if it makes you feel better.
"It does!" she grumbled defiantly.
Yes, it definitely did, for Naruto was very much aware that, despite how much she loved him, she never entirely embraced his perverted ways. Of course, in his defense, Naruto was the apprentice of two very perverted ninjas; one who read porn at any given chance, and one who wrote it. Consequently, he was quick to remind her as such. However, as far as Hinata was concerned, that was a load of crap—though she did ensure to use a more refined vocabulary to get her point across.
In spite of all this, Hinata always knew that it was only a matter of time before something like this would happen. There were instances where she almost thought it wouldn't, but in the end, she always suspected, considering Naruto's nature, that he would eventually crack and do something that, to be frank, would put her in a pickle.
She took a deep breath and shook her head slightly.
Knowing him, this was just the beginning. Not that this was necessarily a bad thing, but… well, their relationship was honest and had no secrets, so she assumed that if he had any concerns, he would eventually voice them, not sneak up on her like he did today. Furthermore, being in a relationship with Naruto was fun, but more than anything, it was surprisingly safe and easy—or well, at least for Hinata it was. Then again, love made people put up with all kinds of crazy things.
Nevertheless, the bottom line was that Hinata loved being with Naruto, but what about him? She was pretty certain he treasured being with her—he wouldn't have married her if he didn't—but did he like "safe and easy", too? The more she dwelled on it, the more she wondered if his willingness to play along with her clone experimentation at the office—despite his begrudging complaints—, and his boldness to send Naruko into the onsen to have her way with Hinata, were signs that he was unsatisfied?
Was there something he wasn't telling her?
Hinata frowned. Sure, she knew their relationship was fairly innocent, but she never thought that was a problem. In fact, she figured that Naruto preferred it that way, considering their positions in the village and all. She was sure that the last thing he wanted was to give people reasons to gossip, compared to their friends who had next to zero discretion.
Take Sasuke and Sakura, for example.
Sasuke had tossed Sakura over his shoulder and announced to everyone that he would marry her, and that, although they weren't married yet, he would take the necessary steps in restoring his clan in advanced.
Hinata had blushed every time she came across the pink-haired kunoichi, who would sheepishly yet proudly walk funny for several days on end. Apparently Sasuke had wanted to make sure everyone knew he had dibs on the medic. She had overheard Sakura explain to Ino that she would endure the "discomfort" despite being able to heal it as proof that Sasuke was finally hers.
Plus it wasn't a secret to anyone that Sakura also loved rubbing it in Ino's face— "This is how much he desires me, Pig!"
The funny thing was that despite practically living for Sasuke, Sakura had decided she would enjoy him thoroughly and hold off on popping little pink-headed, snobby Sharingan wielders left and right.
Hinata had to wonder how Sakura had convinced her husband to keep using contraceptives after he had made it clear to everyone that he was on the road to repopulate the Uchiha clan with his wife. It was a known rule that if a couple agreed to conceive, there would be no use of protection—as they all knew, active ninjas should always consider their time short and to prevent copulation longer than necessary was a mistake anyone would live to regret.
She and Naruto had agreed to enjoy their time together for a while longer and kept the seal on her womb active, thus they were free to enjoy their own sexual activity without worry—they already had their plates full with their respective positions as Hokage and Clan Leader and were not ready to throw in more chaos.
At any rate, from what Hinata could tell, Sasuke didn't really seem to mind the lack of Uchiha babies just yet. As much as he wanted to secure the future of his clan, he knew he was not a baby person.
As for Ino… to make a long story short, she turned out to be the kinky type. The blonde often found herself bragging to the girls about how Sai was willing to oblige her every whim, and she especially emphasized on how he had no trouble following her lead when she wanted to do it in all sorts of places, both private and public, and in all sorts of positions. Imagining Sai doing the nasty never failed to disturb Sakura, but she always managed to bear through the most likely embellished stories told by her fellow medic. Though, as far as the girls were concerned, Ino just loved the thrill of doing it in public and not getting caught.
Temari and Shikamaru, on the other hand, made no effort to be discrete about their intimacy. Both Suna and Konoha residents grew tired of the moaning and screaming along the lines of, "Oh, fuck, Shika-kun! Right there! Oh, yes!" and grunts along the lines of, "Troublesome woman…! You're so God-damned hot…!" in the middle of the night—and the middle of the day, depending on the mood—coming from the Nara residence. Many were flabbergasted to discover that there were certain things in Nara Shikamaru's life that were never a drag, but considering one of those things was fucking his wife's brains out, it wasn't really all that surprising.
As for Tenten and Neji… well, on a night of drinks and fun, Tenten had gotten uncontrollably drunk and admitted to having tied Neji to their bed and doing all sorts of salacious things to him with kunais, whips and chains… oh, and scythes, too. Hinata had avoided Neji for two whole months after that particular confession. If she was ever required to look at the Hyuuga genius in the eyes, it was with a furious blush, and the iron will to not pass out as all sorts of disturbing images flashed before her very eyes.
Hinata shuddered at the memory.
Overall, she knew she and Naruto perhaps had the most conventional relationship out of all their friends. Most importantly, they were also the most discrete… well, they used to be until Naruto decided to waltz into the onsen with that perverted jutsu of his!
With this realization came another—and Hinata couldn't help but to groan in despair.
Oh, dear…
Why did she have to open her big mouth? By tomorrow evening, with Ino gossiping to her heart's content, details about the size of Naruto's penis would be spread all over Konoha like wild fire. She sighed, mentally kicking herself for letting the girls corner her into such a childish game but, on the other hand, maybe some good could come out of it. Hopefully the disclosure of such an intimate detail would once and for all prove that Sai was either jealous or completely full of shit when it came to her beloved's package.
The only down side was that the whole of Konoha—particularly the Rokudaime's legion of fangirls—would be discussing the Hokage's goods, which wasn't something Hinata was particularly looking forward to. Dreading it already, she could already foresee all the nasty glares she was guaranteed to receive from all those girls.
Nevertheless, this and that were two very different things, so Naruto was not off the hook just yet. She took another long, deep breath, shaking her head slightly. She couldn't stay mad at him for very long even if she tried. To his benefit, Naruto was always patient with her, so a part of her felt compelled to return the favor, particularly when it came to anything involving their intimacy.
The dark-haired beauty suddenly picked up her pace when she felt her blush darken at the thought.
Indeed, Naruto was especially patient when it came to that.
Then she smiled. Despite everything that happened, she couldn't help how giddy she got every time she thought about it. How could she, though? Making love with Naruto was always rather overwhelming; like a religious experience, almost. Sometimes she thought she'd seen stars, and once or twice she'd even passed out!
She wasn't sure if it was because of the intensity of her love for him, or because of the way he looked at her when he trapped her in his arms, or because of the way he gushed her name when his emotions or the sensations got the best of him. The shy woman shook her head with a quiet giggle, doing her best to suppress the sharp shudder that threatened to overcome her body. She figured it was probably a combination of all those things and more. She always tried matching his eagerness and passion, but somehow she felt she always came short; that he was more expressive than she could ever hope to be.
What was also troubling—or maybe not so much, depending on how she decided to look at it—was that she always found herself wondering if she was sexy enough for him. She tried to be sometimes, but she never knew if she ever pulled it off. Naruto got turned on by her so easily it was hard to tell if her efforts ever made a difference. Besides, it wasn't like she ever got to practice before Naruto became part of her life.
All in all, it was hard to tell. For all she knew she was being sexy on a daily basis without ever having to try and she didn't even realize it.
She frowned slightly and then shook her head dismissively.
There was no way she would believe that she, shy little Hyuuga Hinata, had a sexy nature to her. Or… well, at least she'd live to see the day. But then again, every time after they were done making love, struggling to ease their frantic breathing, the look he'd give her assured her that he wouldn't want to be anywhere else in the world.
Perhaps she was doing something right, after all.
Hinata sighed deeply. Deep down she was worried. In spite of his loving gazes, the way he always held her—with so much fervor—and the way he declared his love for her, she found herself wondering if Naruto would ever get bored. She was the only woman he had ever made love to, and, hell, she was the only person he had ever kissed consensually. It both amused her and broke her heart that Naruto's first kiss was with none other than one broody Uchiha Sasuke. Lucky for him, she had been more than glad to give him—as he liked to call it—his first real kiss, as sloppy as it had been.
Come to think of it, she and Naruto shared a lot of firsts, the most prominent being the first time they made love. It hadn't even been as explosive as people always made it out to be, but it had been tender, clumsy, and overwhelming. It had been unforgettable.
At the time it happened, they had been steadily dating for a little over a year.
They had been fairly physical by then, but they never went beyond the occasional but very heated necking session. Hence there was a lot of hugging, holding of hands, and kissing, and as far as Hinata was concerned, she was on cloud nine. In fact, she was so happy that many times she could've sworn she saw her father smile. Chances were she was probably hallucinating, but she didn't care. Everything she had ever wished for had come true. She had unified her clan, all her hard work had paid off and she had become a ninja powerful enough to earn her father's respect and approval, and the man of her dreams was crazy about her.
But all wasn't meant to be wine and roses, she realized. Hinata had grown so accustomed to Naruto's excessive affection that when he suddenly stopped being affectionate, she had been devastated.
At first she didn't mention it. She tried to be understanding, figuring that maybe the stress at the Hokage Tower was probably getting to him, and that it was best to give him some space.
Thus, a week went by.
Then two.
Then three.
By week four, the urge to pull him to her and kiss him senseless had gotten the best of her, so after a night of noodles and chatter had come to an end and Naruto walked her home, Hinata attempted to do just that. She was shocked when, surprised at her boldness, he had on reflex—or so she could've sworn—turned his face away.
Her lips landed on his cheek, and that had been the last straw.
Frustrated and somewhat hurt, Hinata pulled away to look into his eyes, searching for answers. When he avoided her gaze, she began to think of what deep down she had been fearing all along. The awkwardness and sudden distance could only mean one thing: he wanted to break up with her.
She then shook her head slightly. No. Jumping to conclusions only made everything worse. She wasn't like that anymore.
Gently cupping his cheek to make sure he'd look her in the eye, she quietly asked, "What's wrong, Naruto?"
He dropped his gaze shyly. "Nuthin'…"
Unexpectedly, Hinata chuckled softly. Naruto returned his gaze to hers, eyeing her with that clueless look she found unbearably cute.
"What?" he mumbled.
She shook her head lightly, her hand that cupped his cheek moving beyond to thread through his spiky locks. "A bashful Naruto-kun is a very rare occurrence, that's all."
"Oh," he murmured, looking away again, this time with a pink hue dusting his cheeks and the hints of a smile.
"Naruto-kun?" she called quietly.
"Hm?" Sheepishly, his eyes turned to hers again.
"Tell me what's wrong," she urged gently. "We, um…" she blushed lightly, "I wanted to kiss you and you turned away…"
"I…" He paused.
"Usually you're very affectionate, but you've been really distant lately, and I've missed your hugs and kisses."
"I…" He hesitated again.
"Ano… I know that when we started dating I was… um… overwhelmed by your affection." At that comment, Naruto smiled guiltily, scratching the back of his neck. "I wasn't used to it, with my family being so stiff and all, you know? B-but I adapted, and before I knew it, I was looking forward to it." She took a deep breath. "Did, um… did I do something wrong?"
He shook his head vehemently. "No way, Hinata-chan! You've been fine, I promise."
"Then…?" she encouraged.
He exhaled, his shoulders sagging. "I just…" He brought his hand up and tenderly grazed her cheek, smiling when he saw her lean into his touch.
Hinata was relieved. His renewed willingness to touch her again was a good sign. She closed her eyes briefly, relishing in the simple contact, and when she reopened them, she had to smile at the way she found him biting his bottom lip, nervously.
"What is it?" she asked quietly.
He then glanced around him, noticing gate guards who stood a few yards away, ever faithful to their duties, but also—to Naruto's misfortune—within earshot. He returned his gaze to hers again and smiled, kneading his nape sheepishly.
"You wouldn't terribly mind if we make our walk a little longer, would you?" he asked, briefly peeking towards the guards meaningfully.
Hinata shook her head, smiling as it dawned on her that he probably didn't trust himself and his big mouth in front of the guards. She flinched slightly when she felt him take hold of her hand as they began walking away from the gates and in the direction of the Hokage tower. She looked at their joined hands curiously. How long had it been since she felt his strong hands wrapped around her own?
"Ne, Hinata."
Blinking, Hinata returned her gaze to Naruto, who looked to the road ahead.
"Yes?" she responded quietly.
There was a curious calmness in his voice, so unlike how it had been mere minutes ago. Then he turned to her and smiled. Hinata returned his smile hesitantly, frowning slightly. What was he up to now?
"Have I ever told you how beautiful you are?"
Hinata gaped at him, her cheeks flaring automatically. Of all the things she was expecting him to say, that had probably been the last on her list. She then looked away, thinking about it. Moments later, she then turned to him, smiling gently. "I don't believe you have, Naruto-kun."
"Really?" he asked surprised.
Still smiling, her gaze turned toward the road. "Really… but I think the way you look at me speaks louder than words."
"Do I make it that obvious?" he asked, chuckling sheepishly.
"Yes," she replied quietly. She didn't have to look at him to know he was pouting. "I've watched you for a very long time; you're very easy to read sometimes."
Naruto frowned with a smirk. "I don't think that's supposed to be a good thing with me being Hokage and all. You could be some ninja spy, or something…"
Hinata snorted, shaking her head. "Riiight, because I'm so suspicious."
"I don't know…" he said with feigned uncertainty. "You do have the Byakugan, and I always did say you were a dark weirdo. Always so mysterious and quiet. God knows what you were hiding."
Hinata turned to him, feigning a pout of her own.
He hummed quietly, reaching her cheek and caressing it lovingly. "Luckily you're very beautiful, so I don't mind."
"That's a relief," she grumbled sarcastically.
Naruto only chuckled.
Hinata then looked away sheepishly. "Thank you…" she almost whispered, flushed.
"You're welcome," he replied, and then his smile turned mischievous. "But just so you know, your being beautiful is the only reason I let you spy on me."
She narrowed her eyes at him.
Naruto laughed quietly. "I'm kidding, Hinata-chan, kidding."
"There are a lot of pretty girls in Konoha," Hinata remarked quietly, the tiniest hint of uncertainty in her voice. "What would you do if I weren't the only one?"
But Naruto heard that uncertainty and shook his head, unconcerned. "I wouldn't let them. None are beautiful like you."
Hinata smiled and looked down, letting her hair curtain over her pink cheeks as she fiddled with the hem of her shirt with her free hand. They continued to walk in silence for a few minutes before he spoke again.
"It's because you are so beautiful that lately I've been kinda distant, or at least it's part of the reason…"
Frowning, Hinata looked at Naruto. He took a deep breath. By then they had almost made it to the tower, and Naruto stopped to look at her quizzically.
"You know, Hinata-chan, I don't think I've ever taken you to my home and showed you around."
Hinata looked at Naruto with the briefest surprise, and then smiled. "You know, now that you mention it, I don't think I've ever given you a tour of the Hyuuga estate outside of official business, either."
Naruto chuckled and looked away. "It's probably a good thing…"
Hinata frowned curiously. "Why?"
He looked at her with a sheepish grin and scratched the back of his head. "Well, to be honest, the idea of running into your father for reasons other than official business kinda terrifies me."
Hinata laughed softly. "I don't think it would be that bad. Father might be serious and stiff, but if he didn't like the Hokage courting his daughter, he would've said something about it a long time ago."
Naruto also laughed. "I guess he always knew about us, huh?"
With a smile, Hinata moved until she was face to face with him, placing the palms of her hands on his chest. "Very little escapes my father, I'm afraid. Besides, I don't think my crush on you was ever a secret."
Naruto pouted and looked away. "Yeah… so I've heard," he grumbled.
Hinata giggled, her hands traveling to graze his neck. "It's not your fault, Naruto-kun."
"My cluelessness is notorious throughout the ninja community, what can I say?" he remarked sheepishly. "But better late than never, right?" He returned his gaze to her.
"Yes," she agreed. "I wouldn't worry about it, though. By default, we Hyuuga are a nosy bunch. Can't help but to see through walls and get away with it, you know."
He shook his head with a chuckle, reaching for a stray indigo lock near her collarbone to fiddle with. "I always thought that was very unfair and creepy. What if your dad is looking at us every time we make out?"
Hinata shrugged. "I don't think he would enjoy the view."
"Why not? We're, like, the sexiest couple in Konoha, or something!"
She giggled and shook her head. "Whatever you say, Naruto-kun."
He grinned. "I mean it."
Hinata blushed.
They walked quietly until they reached his home. It was located near the tower, but in an area that was isolated from where official business was carried out on a daily basis.
"This is home," he said, opening the gate and encouraging her to walk in first with a hand gesture.
Hinata smiled at his chivalry and then allowed her eyes to freely wander about the exterior of his home. She had always known where Naruto lived, but this being the first visit made it a unique experience. His home was nowhere near as extravagant as the Hyuuga manor, but it was very comfortable and seemed to have a lot of space. The small garden that decorated the front was well kept as always—on several occasions before they started dating, she would catch him and his clones maintaining it—and the color on its walls didn't seem anywhere near as scandalous as it did during daytime.
She chuckled quietly. "Orange…"
Naruto grinned. "I'm Hokage. It's the only reason why the neighbors haven't complained."
"I'm sure," Hinata said, shaking her head.
It was just like her Naruto-kun to paint his home as outrageous as his wardrobe. Still, it was a very nice home.
He squeezed her hand reassuringly and Hinata turned her gaze to him. He motioned towards the front door with a jerk of his head. "C'mon. Let's go in."
He opened the door for her, and she whispered a quiet "thank you" as she walked in. He soon followed, closing the door with the barest sound.
"Funny how we've been going out for so long, and we've never invited each other to our homes, huh?" he remarked as he turned the light on. "We're like the rudest couple or something, hehe…"
Hinata looked around curiously with a small smile. "Well, I think that we mutually understood what was at stake when we started dating. The Hokage and the Hyuuga clan leader going out together… naturally we would constantly be under close watch, and I'm not just referring to my family."
Naruto looked at her with an unreadable expression as she spoke, but then looked away. "I know… and to be honest, I never really liked that." He turned to face the door, quickly enforcing a sound barrier jutsu that spread throughout the encasing walls of the entire residence.
"There," he said as he stood back and looked at the door, as if appreciating the effectiveness of the jutsu he had just performed. He then turned to look at Hinata, who smiled at him.
"It's nice to have a little privacy for a change," she commented.
"I know!" he exclaimed, stretching his arms over his head and then shaking off the stiffness. "It feels like such a big weight off my shoulders. It's kind of unfair how the rest of our friends can do whatever the hell they want."
It was no secret that despite being alone most nights, Naruto was always guarded by ANBU, and, as per tradition, they remained virtually invisible. They went where ever Naruto went—it was their duty to keep the Hokage safe no matter what the situation. Despite his insistence on being able to handle himself, due to the Kyuubi's influence, it was a privilege and honor that he could not refuse. In hindsight, the elders were pleased to see it remained untouched.
To lighten the mood, Hinata looked about her, appreciating the simple, yet elegant, decoration—and the fact that the color of the walls surprisingly wasn't orange. Over all, the interior of his home was cozy, masculine, and practical all at once. She liked that, but what she liked best was how much it smelled like him.
"I like your home, Naruto-kun."
He walked up to her and pulled her to him. "I'm glad. I hope you'll visit more often."
"Only if you invite me," she murmured, burrowing her face against his strong chest and blissfully basking in the feeling of having him so close after being deprived of such a simple gesture for so long.
"Every day," he whispered.
Hinata smiled, then, quietly, she asked, "Is the village's scrutiny the reason why you've been so distant lately?"
Naruto released her from his embrace, not missing the disappointment in her eyes when he did so. He took a deep breath and walked to the nearest couch and allowed himself to collapse on it unceremoniously.
"Not really, but I suppose that now that you mention it, it may have a little to do with it." He groaned as he got comfortable. His head rested on the cushioned arm rest and he half-sat, half lay on the couch. "You know how everyone is always expecting this or that from me… and from you, too, I bet."
"It drives me crazy, actually," she admitted as she walked over and settled on the couch as well, but without invading his personal space. "Sadly, it's the story of my life."
Naruto sat up, reaching over to her and pulling her against him. She settled between his legs as he leaned back on the couch, her torso resting on his. "Well, if it's any consolation, this whole residence is sealed. Your family can't see through its walls, and with the sound barrier seal I just activated, my eternal ANBU shadow can't hear us, either."
"Wouldn't they worry about that, though?"
"Nah… they know I'm with you, and damn it, I deserve a little privacy for a change. I'm not some shrinking violet."
"They're just doing their job," she reminded.
His embrace tightened. "Don't care."
She sighed blissfully as she wrapped her arms around him. "If you say so."
He smirked. "I do say so." He caressed her cheek lovingly, looking at her with tender eyes.
"Ano… now that we finally have some privacy, am I going to get my kiss?" she asked, her demeanor a combination of both shyness and playfulness when he started drawing her lips towards his.
He smirked. "Hmm… can you tell?"
"A little bit…"
"It's long overdue," he whispered and brushed his lips against hers.
"I know…"
"I've missed kissing you," he breathed, their lips still connected. "I've missed you."
She released him from her embrace momentarily to put her arms around his neck, giving her access to thread her fingers through his wild hair. Oh, how she missed doing that.
"I've missed you, too…" she breathed against his lips. "So, so much…"
Hearing those words, Naruto immediately deepened the kiss. Hinata made a sound that was a mixture of a moan and a groan, grabbing a handful of his hair and relishing in the feeling of finally having his body pressed against hers.
Yet, as lovely and as stimulating the sound Hinata made was, it suddenly made Naruto recoil and their embrace broke. With their breath already quickened, Naruto watched as she still lived and enjoyed the moment for a split second. She then opened her eyes, looking at him with concern and what seemed to be a hint of frustration. The thought that she wanted to continue the kiss that badly thrilled him, which was all the more reason to stop.
"I can't…!" he whispered to himself, his face contorted in frustration.
He took a deep breath and allowed his head to fall back into the arm rest, closing his eyes and breathing deeply. He needed to do whatever he could to stop thinking about the way he had pulled her on top of him, the way the lower half of her body had ended up between his legs, and the way she didn't seem to mind in the least bit.
"You can't what, Naruto-kun…?" she asked. "Am I… do you not like my kisses anymore?"
"No!" Naruto shook his head vehemently. "Your kisses are amazing, Hinata-chan. Don't ever think otherwise!"
She blushed, yet she couldn't bring herself to smile at his compliment with the way his brow furrowed. "Tell me what's wrong," she pleaded.
He took a deep breath grazed her cheek momentarily.
"You are so damn beautiful…" he commented, still grazing her cheek, but now looking into her eyes with regret. "I can't believe I never told you that before."
Hinata frowned slightly. "Naruto-kun…?"
"You just don't understand, Hinata-chan…" he whined.
"I'm willing to if you tell me."
He shifted from his lounging position until they sat facing each other, within each other's reach, but no longer touching.
"I just…" he started and then hesitated.
Hinata remained silent, patient.
He sighed again. "You see, the thing is I've been watching you for a while now, everything you do, how you do it, how you smile, think, walk, how you eat, everything, and, I… you're so hot and sexy, and I'm a guy and I can't help myself when—" He then looked away, shaking his head. "No, no, no. That's not how I want to explain it. Let me start again."
Fighting a grin, she nodded. She was really curious now.
"You see, before I was always looking at you, but I never actually saw you, you know? It wasn't until after a long time of being with you and spending time with you that I finally managed to see beyond what you project to the outside world. I know you're the most attractive woman I've ever met—believe me, I know this—" this time the grin got the best of her, "but… somehow I felt that I was missing out on something, but it wasn't because of you. It was all because of me.
"I knew that there was more to you than your outer beauty, and because of that… something grew in me… almost like an urging feeling, or some kind of restless curiosity. Something about you made me want to explore what was beyond the obvious. So… I figured I just needed some time to find the answer, and that's why I've been… well… distracted, I guess." He took a deep breath. "I'm sorry I took so long and worried you, Hinata-chan, but I did find what I was looking for."
"What did you find?" she asked shyly.
Naruto smiled, reaching over to cup her cheek. "What I was hoping I'd find," he said. "I guess I just wanted to make sure." He shrugged slightly.
"About what?" she asked, still quietly.
Naruto sighed. "I'm not the only man who realizes you're gorgeous, Hinata. I've seen them looking, and I never liked it because they never looked past what was already obvious. After a while, though, I figured it was probably a good thing that they didn't know better, because I did."
Hinata cocked her head curiously. "How so?"
Naruto smiled. She was so cute.
"Because if they knew, then I'd have to share you with the world, and I don't wanna. You're mine and no one else's. I discovered you. I made it a point to look beyond, and I was blown away with what I found." He grazed her flushed cheek lovingly. "It was then that I truly fell in love with you, you know? When we started dating, I think more than anything I was really infatuated with you, but now it's completely different. I've gotten so used to having you in my life that I wouldn't know what to do with myself if you were gone."
"Oh, Naruto…" She could feel her heart melting.
"I mean it," he insisted. "I finally understand that, looking back on all of this, the problem with beautiful girls like you is that people never get the chance to see past that, and I was no exception. Thankfully, I realized this in time. I was so dazzled by the outside, I almost never made it inside. Do you realize how much I could've missed out on?"
As Hinata listened, the only thing she could do was try to swallow the lump that had been growing in her throat. But she would not cry.
Naruto reached up to caress her cheek again.
"Naruto-kun…?" she almost whispered.
"Yeah?"
She could hear the hesitation in his voice. She smiled, leaning into his touch.
"That is the most beautiful thing anyone has ever said to me."
Naruto chuckled and scratched one of his ears sheepishly. "Well… it's true."
"I've always thought you were just as beautiful. I knew it and I felt it since our academy days, but I think I was too young to really understand it."
He scratched one of his flushed cheeks sheepishly, even if it wasn't itching. "Heh… thanks." It wasn't everyday that someone called him beautiful.
Hinata turned her gaze down, blushing and fiddling with her fingers. "I'm glad we're together, Naruto-kun. The time I had to wait was worth it, and… and I'm g-glad that… that despite every girl that fawned over you, you picked me."
Naruto chuckled, reaching over and gently taking her chin in his grasp, tilting her face until she looked at him. "Hinata-chan… I'm beginning to think that you're a lot more clueless than me."
She frowned—but not because she was offended.
He smiled, his hand still on her chin, now stroking it. "I didn't 'pick' you, Hina-chan… you picked me." He then grinned like the total goof he was when her eyes widened. "Besides, not only are you smarter, stronger, and nicer, but you're so much hotter than all those other girls. How could I ever refuse you? I'd be stupid to."
She sat frozen in place, despite the blush suddenly flaring her cheeks. "How-… wha-…?"
"Hinata-chan," he interrupted. "Just take it for what it is. God knows I'd probably end up stalking you if you ever dump me," he remarked with a quiet laugh.
Hinata's eyes widened.
Naruto smirked. "Hey, turnabout is fair play!"
"I wouldn't dump you, Naruto-kun. Never." She said this quietly, but Naruto noticed a certainty made of steel in her voice.
"Heh, good, because as far as I know, you're the one for me."
"Good." Hinata grinned, having mimicked the cockiness in his voice.
He returned her grin momentarily before he looked away, and as he did so, a faint cloud of indecision hovered over him, making him retreat his hand from her cheek.
Hinata could only wonder what it was that seemed to be troubling him. He seemed fine moments ago. She took his hand in hers, squeezing it reassuringly. This made him look at her and she gave him a slight frown. He did not speak, however.
"What is it, Naruto?"
"Well… the truth is, Hinata-chan, I really…" he stopped.
"Go on," she encouraged.
Naruto smiled, yet again scratching the back of his head nervously. "Well, I've been meaning to tell you something, but for some reason or another, either something always comes up, or I always ended up chickening out."
"I'm listening," she assured.
He blushed and looked away. Closing his eyes momentarily, as if gathering his resolve, he turned to her and gave her the kind of look that always made Hinata's stomach do somersaults.
"Well… it's just… I love you, Hinata-chan…"
"Na-Naruto…"
"I love you so much it hurts!"
Before Hinata was aware of her actions, she launched herself on him and held him tightly.
"Ooof!"
And just as quickly, she scrambled off of him and towards the other end of the couch. "I'm sorry!" she squeaked. "I-… I…" God, it was just like her to act like a rabid retard. "Are… are you okay, Naruto-kun?"
"Eh heh… I'm okay, Hinata-chan," he said, straightening on the couch, and looking at her sheepishly. "I… I guess you love me, too, huh?"
Hinata nodded meekly, but she couldn't hide the radiant smile on her face.
Naruto grinned and opened his arms. "C'mere."
She only hesitated for a split second before—though with much more decorum this time—she crawled over and into his arms.
"I love you, Naruto-kun…" she gushed, snuggling into his embrace. "I have for so long that I even forgot what life was like before I met you."
He chuckled happily and breathed in the scent of her hair, that beautiful smell he always loved. They held each other for several moments until Naruto pulled back to smile at her and wipe her tears away.
"You're crying," he whispered.
Hinata's eyes widened and she touched one of her cheeks, effectively finding the moist trail of tears. "I g-guess I am…" she chuckled, slightly embarrassed.
"Happy tears, right?" he asked, though it was more of a murmur.
"Yes," she whispered, just as quietly.
He smiled. "I'm glad, because there's more…"
"Tell me everything, Naruto-kun," she said, smiling beautifully at him.
He laughed. "I will," he promised. "But before that, I… uh… you have to know that what I'm about to tell you is a result of all the things I've told you tonight, and not the other way around. Does that make sense?"
She chuckled lightly, bringing her forehead against his in a loving gesture. "A little bit… but I won't know what you mean until you tell me."
"Heh…" He cupped her cheeks, kissing her briefly. "I thought so…"
He smiled lovingly at her when they pulled away. "It's the main reason why I've been distant, you know…?" And he kissed her again.
She grinned against his lips, stroking his whisker marks. "I figured it was. You're stalling."
Naruto laughed softly, also against her lips. "Guilty as charged…"
Still grinning, Hinata pulled back and sat with her legs under her in front of him. "Fess up, Naruto-kun."
Naruto chuckled. "Well," he also straightened in the couch, "I guess if I don't come out and just say it, then I really won't have the courage to say it, huh?"
Hinata nodded again, eyes sparkling.
Silence ensued.
Hinata waited, arching an eyebrow at him.
Naruto blushed, slowly beginning to sweat in distress.
She frowned slightly, but still waited.
He sighed and looked at her directly in the eyes. "In layman's terms… I want you!"
He then whimpered in disbelief. Of all the things he wanted to say, that one just had to come out in a squeak.
Wide-eyed, Hinata leaned towards him, and by reflex, Naruto shut his eyes tightly, bracing himself. In his experience, anytime he said or did anything remotely perverted around women, he was guaranteed to receive a beating.
However, the blows never came, and from what he could sense, Hinata had stopped moving, too.
Carefully and still squirming, he opened one of his eyes to peek at his girlfriend. What he saw made him smile.
He should've known better.
Of course, it should come as no surprise that Hinata was blushing up a storm, displaying yet again her latest, and most upgraded version of the Ultimate Hinata Blush.
Knowing she was far too busy blushing, he continued: "I… I do! You're so awesome, so beautiful, but you're also so reserved and quiet, I could never tell… I… I didn't know if you wanted me, too, because…"—yes, he knew he was rambling—"well, because until today, I was always the one initiating physical contact, and then you didn't do anything for the longest time, so pretty soon I began thinking that… that you didn't like it."
The last part he mumbled, but Hinata heard him clearly. She shook her head, a deep frown furrowing her brow. "But I do like it when you kiss me and hold me, Naruto-kun."
Naruto pouted and crossed his arms petulantly. "Well, I know that now!"
Hinata smiled. He was such a kid sometimes. "I've never turned down one of your kisses, Naruto-kun. I may cut them short when you do it in public, but… I never turn you away. Why did you t-turn away when I tried to k-kiss you earlier…?"
"I…" Naruto looked away, blushing. "Well… I did miss your touch, Hinata-chan—believe me, I did—but… I, uh… it… not touching you made things a little easier with me wanting you so badly, you know? There were times that the thought of holding you made me wanna dry hump you like a rabid dog in heat, and I'm not Kiba!" He adverted his gaze with a pout and folded his arms, as if at the verge of throwing a tantrum.
Nevertheless, Hinata giggled, blushing brightly. The mental image of Naruto humping one of her knees like a lost puppy was so absolutely ridiculous it was adorable.
Naruto pouted, scratching behind his ear with embarrassment. "I'm serious, Hina-chan…"
"Okay, okay…" she sobered… pursing her lips to hold her giggles in.
Naruto quirked an eyebrow at her expression, then burst out laughing. "You should see the look on your face, Hinata-chan… hahaha…!"
"Stop it, Naruto-kun, it's your fault I'm making silly faces!" she insisted, poking him on the side. She could only imagine. She probably looked constipated.
"Okay, okay, I'll stop laughing, I promise," he assured, bringing his arms close to his body and blocking her relentless poking.
"Hmph!"
Naruto took a deep breath and smiled at her. He really did miss touching her. Despite his raging hormones, he missed that intimate connection.
"So…"
"So…?" she repeated.
"Um… I… want to make love to you, Hinata-chan." Naruto, believe it or not, fiddled with his fingers much like his girlfriend would. There was a deep frown of worry etched on his brow, and Hinata realized he was afraid she'd say no; she had never seen him that vulnerable before.
"Can I?" he asked quietly, looking into her eyes. There was a secret sense of urgency in his voice that Hinata couldn't miss. "Can I make love to you?"
Hinata also didn't miss the quiet tremor in his voice. She felt lightheaded, and wondered if she was going to pass out. She quickly dismissed the thought, however. She was a woman, not some silly little schoolgirl. Sure, she knew she was still a virgin, and she also knew there would come a time where she and Naruto would have to talk about it, but she never in a million years imagine it'd sneak up on her like this. More surprisingly, she had always assumed that when the time finally came, her brain would short circuit and shut down. Surprisingly the whole thing actually was kind of relieving.
She looked deeply into his eyes and smiled softly.
Poor guy, she thought, but poor me, too.
They had been torturing each other for months, but none had been more unbearable than those last four weeks. Looking back on it now, it all seemed kind of dumb, for she, too, was made of flesh. Many were the nights where, after long make-out sessions, she would go home so hot and bothered, she would find herself being forced to relieve herself the same way humankind had been doing for ages.
At first, she was beyond embarrassed—such behavior was very unbecoming of a Hyuuga clan leader. What would the elders say?
Eventually she got over her embarrassment, though—it took her a while to come to terms with the fact that she was only human—, but another kind of shame began to torment her. Yes, in spite of the relief she found in her activities, sometimes she would be so thoroughly mortified because, believe it or not, she didn't even have to touch anything; her mind alone would do all the stimulation for her. How could she be so perverted, the prim and proper side of her would admonish. She couldn't help herself, though. She had wanted her Naruto-kun so bad! That only happened because those hentai thoughts snuck up on her and before she knew it, she would need a new set of panties.
Despite all this, that kind of relief had been very short-lived. Within months, it turned out that not even her mind, or her fingers were enough. Lucky for her, female arousal was never as physically blatant as a male's, so she understood why her poor Naruto-kun had taken such drastic measures.
"Hi-Hinata-chan?"
Hearing her named distracted her from her musings, making her focus on the love of her life. "Yes?"
"You… you haven't said anything," he pointed out hesitantly.
She smiled. She could only imagine what kind of pressure he must be under, looking at her like a pleading cub, hoping she wouldn't be outraged with him. Her smile turned into a soft grin, and she reached up to cup his whiskered cheek.
If only he realized she never said anything about her own urges because she thought he would never think of her like that. Now, seeing the man she loved so sexually frustrated because of one meek Hyuuga Hinata made her heart soar. He wanted her, too. He desired her. Oh, it felt so wonderful to know that.
But now she had to answer him. He had gathered all the courage in the world to admit all these things to her. It was only fair she'd do the same, no matter how much she had to resist the urge to black out, no matter how red her face got, and no matter how much she just wanted to jump his bones right then and there. She settled for a brief kiss. When she pulled away, she gave him the most dazzling smile he had ever seen her give.
"You're forgetting the most important thing, Naruto-kun."
He frowned. "Whut?"
Ignoring her nervousness, she placed another kiss against his lips and whispered, "I'm… I-… I'm human, too…"
When she pulled away, she watched in delight as he blushed and looked at her with wide eyes. Without realizing it, her smile turned lustful as she threaded her fingers through his hair and moved her lips towards one of his ears to nip teasingly, something she had never done before.
"I h-have needs a-and…u-urges, too…" she said, still with a hushed voice, her warm breath giving him goose bumps and tickling his ear. Yes, she stuttered. Yes, she was incredibly nervous. But it was okay. He certainly didn't mind it; in fact, he found it adorable.
She finally pulled away and looked at him with an almost coy smile. "You d-didn't think you were the only one, d-did you?" she asked shyly.
He looked down sheepishly and grinned when he heard her giggle prettily. She was so beautiful. Stutter and all, she was simply amazing.
"I'm not a nun, Naruto-kun…" she voiced playfully.
He smirked, shaking his head. She didn't know that, despite her stuttering, the things she said, and the way she was making him feel with her actions, was a major turn on.
"So, you're telling me that if I told you that I wanted to ravish you right this very second, you'd be okay with it?"
Hinata blushed and giggled. "Well, hopefully you can be tender about it, Naruto-kun," she said. "I've never done this before."
He laughed and looked away sheepishly. "You're asking too much, Hinata-chan. With years of being the apprentice of Konoha's two biggest perverts comes a lifetime of pent-up sexual frustration. How can you possibly want me to be gentle?"
She smiled, looking to the side bashfully. "You c-can t-try…"
He sighed in mock exasperation. "Fine. Just for you, I'll make an exception."
She laughed and blushed.
He smiled, and traced her jaw line softly. "It'll be my first time, too, you know?"
She smiled and moved towards him slowly. She brushed her lips against his lovingly. "I'll do my best not to disappoint," she promised, just as quietly as he had spoken.
This time, he pressed his lips against hers. "You could never disappoint, Hinata-chan… I love you too much for that to happen."
She smiled and embraced him. He returned the gesture gladly.
With their lips joined in a loving kiss, Hinata decided she would love him with everything she had, and she knew he would do the same.
And she did love him. She couldn't wait for them to tell one another how much they loved each other with the only language only their bodies could understand.
She kissed him with a new intensity—the very kind she yearned to express but had always been too afraid to. She didn't kiss him harder, or softer, or even deeper than she ever had in the past, but there was something certainly different about it now that they both knew where that kiss would lead them. After professing their love for each other, their kisses had a completely new meaning. They were filled with raw pleasure, unbound from all their insecurities at last. They were liberating. She could feel it in the way his pent up frustrations and repressed urges finally reined free. She couldn't believe it. Why hadn't they tried this sooner?
Perpetual's Corner:
Many thanks to eternalshiva, TimeShifter, and Jolly Green for beta-ing.
Okay, so I won't apologize for all the fluff. ~_~
This is usually something I need to get off my chest—mostly to tame my girly impulses—before writing porn (next chaptah, yay!).
Anyway. Yes, I know that just about every fan of this story (with the exception of Newbie-GK 'cuz she's a prude, hmph!) is waiting for the porn—you know the one I'm talking about—but there are certain aspects of the story that need to further develop before we get there. I understand your impatience—hell, I'd be impatient, too—but it will come (har har, pun!) in due time. Therefore, please understand that the cock-blocking is not intentional! ^_^''
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