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Differences	By : EroPrincess Category: Naruto AU/AR > Het - Male/Female Views: 7423 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
Disclaimer: I don’t own Naruto nor am I affiliated with the series. The series belongs to Masashi Kishimoto, Studio Pierrot and VIZ Media. I don’t work for those companies; I write for fun and for free.

Chapter List
- 6
- 7
- 8
I hope you enjoyed the fluffiness that was Chapter 6 because that’s where it ends. There’s a lot of action in this chapter, but it’s still NaruHina-centric. I’m not too great with action scenes. Forgive me?
Warnings: Violence, murder, EXPLICIT SEXUAL CONTENT, a life threat and coarse language.
Chapter Rating - MA

Differences – Chapter 7: It’s the Falling in Love
A week after Iruka’s death Naruto drove along the familiar desolate street, the same street where he admitted a few weeks ago he became interested in Hinata because she’s his dream girl. The couple was returning from Iruka’s funeral and Naruto wanted to drive along the road because he admitted the scenery gives him serenity. For him it was the best way to cope with never seeing his father again. And Hinata understood.
Their hands were linked and Hinata looked out the passenger side window as the trees zipped past. The summer sky was light blue, vivid and cloudless and in perfect contrast to the deep green grass that stretched over the land. Together they rode in silence, relaxing in the quiet tranquility of simply being together.
Reflecting on their relationship over the past few weeks, Hinata took her eyes off the road to admire the face of her boyfriend, Naruto.
Boyfriend. That word, that title still made her blush like a pubescent schoolgirl because she never got to experience the joys of dating during her adolescence. It was an unfamiliar term for her, but… nice. Nice because there was someone who truly wanted her around, who wanted her enough to claim her, and to have her claim him, too. It felt… nice having someone in her life.
As her wide, lavender eyes perused the side of his face, a gentle smile curved her lips at his set jaw. Firm, masculine and she found it oddly attractive. The whisker marks adorning his cheek and his thin lips set in a line as he concentrated on driving was also oddly attractive to her, too.
Hinata noticed he wasn’t distraught or miserable. There wasn’t an aura of melancholy that permeated from him. Naruto appeared stoic, but composed. She briefly wondered what he was thinking about and how he was feeling after leaving his father’s funeral. A cute, feminine gasp escaped her lips when he said her name.
“Hinata?” Naruto quickly looked over at his girlfriend and grinned before focusing on the road again. “You checking out my handsomeness?”
The brunette’s face warmed as a light red flush spread over her cheeks. She was busted. He caught her staring and she was a bit mortified for it. Looking out the passenger’s window again, Hinata quietly apologized. “Sorry, Naruto.”
A series of guffaws erupted from Naruto’s belly and he asked incredulously, “Why are you apologizing? We both know you can’t resist me. And I don’t blame you. I mean, who’re you gonna meet that’s better than I am, y’know? Hee, hee.”
Lightly shaking her head at his silliness and chuckling along with him, Hinata joked. “Shut up, Naruto.” She glanced over at him again and another gentle smile curved her lips. She was happy he appeared to be doing well. She knew how much he loved Iruka and she was there for him when his father died, during his time of need.
It was devastating and heartbreaking watching Naruto somber and depressed, knowing he’ll never interact with Iruka again. But today after leaving his father’s funeral, it seems Naruto had finally coped with his father’s death. He was smiling, joking and laughing again. And Hinata’s heart warmed seeing her boyfriend gradually returning back to his old, playful, goofy self.
Together while they reveled in being in the company of each other, the fledgling couple didn’t notice a black vehicle surreptitiously driving behind them.
“Ahh!” Hinata’s fingers clutched Naruto’s hand tightly as she gasped when a bullet whizzed past her window, instantly shattering the side view mirror. She immediately ducked, placing her head on her boyfriend’s thigh and grasping the muscle with her free hand. “Naruto? Naruto? What’s going on?” she hysterically cried as fear engulfed her, making her body violently shake.
“Fuck!” Smashing his foot on the accelerator, Naruto did his best to drive with one hand on the steering wheel, ducking and repeatedly peeking over the dashboard to see the road. His other hand locked in Hinata’s grip, trying his best to silently placate her during this horrifying moment. He wished he could answer her question and tell her the truth, but now was not the time. His only objective was to get the both of them away from the propelling bullets pelting through his back window and to safety quickly.
“Naruto, I’m scared!” Hinata screamed as she closed her eyes, wishing they were safe back at his apartment or hers. “Why are people shooting at us?”
He gripped her hand firmly, so painfully tight the pale skin bruised red from the intense squeezing. “Not now, Hinata! Just stay down and shut up! Don’t move!” He yelled back as his eyes darted from the road to the rearview mirror. He cut his eyes at the reflection of the black two-seater car with tinted windows chasing them. The driver’s identity was difficult to discern because large black sunglasses covered his eyes. The passenger leaned out the window holding a pistol, also donning identical sunglasses as the driver.
In a few seconds Naruto was able to scrutinize his enemies in the rearview mirror. Both men wore black suits, white shirts with black ties. They appeared to be dressed for either an important business meeting or a funeral.
“The funeral! Shit!” The restauranteur hollered as his palm slammed on the steering wheel. Chances are his soon-to-be killers were present at Iruka’s funeral. Most likely they were following him from the start of his day and waiting their chance to pursue him. They chose the perfect day to make an attempt to take his life, the day of mourning his adoptive father. He was distracted and careless. And his carelessness could possibly cost him his life and the life of the one other person he gives a shit about.
Naruto glanced down at Hinata who, despite being secured in her seatbelt, was curled as best as the space in the car would allow her, in a fetal position. Her body trembled. Her jet-black hair cloaked over her face, concealing her expression and it was best if he didn’t see her frightened visage. It was apparent she was scared shitless. Who wouldn’t be in this situation? Whoever those bastards behind them shooting at them were, Naruto mentally swore on Iruka’s grave they were dead men. He’d see to that personally. Not only for fucking with him, but for ruining his relationship with Hinata. She definitely wouldn’t want to be with him after this. What was he going to tell her? ‘Hey, Babe. I know I told you I own a chain of restaurants. Well, it’s true. But I also sell drugs for a living. Sometimes people wanna kill me, y’know? Let’s date.’
And after what Hinata observed and experienced today, and despite being the best thing to ever happen to him since Iruka adopted him, Naruto would have no choice but to kill her, too. Keep no witnesses alive was his motto and it wouldn’t change, not even for her. There was no way he could risk his girlfriend exposing his secret lifestyle to the police or worse, the public. Naruto would consider it a mercy killing. She was much too pure to suffer the rigors and dangers of his lifestyle. She was too wholesome and innocent to be tainted with his hazardous way of life. Death could easily come for him at any moment and getting her involved was absolutely out of the question. It would be for Hinata’s greater good to not have to endure his bullshit. She’d be better off dead if she survived today’s ordeal.
She’s going to live, I’ll see to that. I’m going to get you out of here alive, Hinata. Naruto’s eyes focused on the road briefly before looking at the rearview mirror again, watching his pursuers gaining speed behind him.
“Goddammit! How did I miss them? Shit!” Naruto’s head rapidly turned back and forth, trying to keep his eyes on his enemies behind him and making sure to not drive off the road.
What is he rambling on about? Hinata opened one of her eyes and dared to peek from behind her bang to look up at her boyfriend. And his hard countenance made her nearly gasp in bewilderment.
Naruto’s jaw was firmly set, an obvious sign of his ire. His blond brows furrowed in concentration as he looked out the windshield and kept driving, but not from rage or fear, she deduced. His lips were curled downward in a contemptuous scowl, his canines baring. He appeared… irritated. And it was his look of annoyance that caused a new panic to fester within her.
Naruto’s not… scared! Naruto’s not scared at all! Her heart thrummed ceaselessly against her ribcage and her hands became clammy with sweat as a new fear suffocated her. Naruto looks like he’s used to this! What’s going on? What have I gotten myself into? Squeezing her eyes shut tighter, Hinata sent a silent prayer to anyone that was listening. Somebody please help me! Even with her hypothesis about Naruto, Hinata wouldn’t dare loosen her grip on her boyfriend. She clung to him snugly, seeking comfort in their life-threatening situation. At the moment he was her only lifeline and she had to trust he would get them out of this car chase alive.
“Ahhh!”
Hinata’s blood-curdling scream filled the air when the back window shattered as a plethora of bullets showered in the vehicle. She desperately tried to move her body lower in the car but the safety belt secured around her prevented her from doing so. So she melded her body against the passenger seat and armrest, doing her best to remain flat to keep from getting shot.
“Hinata!” Naruto screeched as his foot flattened on the gas pedal. “I know it’s hard to do, but you gotta stay calm and quiet! I need to fucking concentrate to get us away from these bastards! Do you understand?”
Curling her legs closer to her chest, the brunette whimpered a ‘yes’ and flattened her lips into a thin line. Warm tears slid from her eyes but she willed herself to continue trusting in Naruto. She had to have faith he’d get them away from their chasers alive and in one piece.
Not the least bit concerned about the bullets that raced past his head and out the windshield, Naruto’s mind was focused solely on getting his girlfriend to safety. He drove on, swerving his car in varying directions to keep their pursuers off their trail. His evasive driving only lasted for so long until a loud, resounding sound rang in their ears and his car jerked erratically.
Opening her eyes but not daring to lift her head to find the source of the sound, Hinata wailed, “What was that?”
Ignoring her, Naruto’s frown creased dramatically when he realized what caused the sound and for his car to jerk then suddenly stop. They blew out the goddamn tire! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!
Turning off the engine, Naruto quickly undid their safety belts and leaned low in his seat. His ears perked when his enemies’ car suddenly stopped and they too, turned off their engine. He only had a few moments before they approached his vehicle and his car would be littered with more bullet holes.
He looked at Hinata and his Adam’s apple bobbed as he guiltily swallowed when he took in her distraught face.
Hinata’s eyes were bloodshot and swollen from crying, her hair matted and tangled from being in her curling position. The sparkle that once glistened in her stunning lavender eyes was gone. Her eyes appeared dull and gray, cloudy with worry and fear. Her bang and a few locks of her hair stuck to her face which was pasted with sweat. Her left cheek was red and bruised from pressing flatly against his thigh and her lips were cracked and dry. Her body continued to shiver as panic took over her being. And he wished he could do something to placate her worries, but it was fruitless. There was nothing he could do to ease her pain, but at least he could still ensure her safety.
“Hinata,” Naruto whispered as he reached inside his blazer and grabbed his gold-plated guns from the holster, unlocking the safety. Ignoring her gasp of shock, he continued. “Listen to me, okay? We don’t have much time before they approach this car. I need you to crouch under the seat and do your best to hide, okay?”
Her jet-black brows furrowed with worry as she looked up him and asked, “But—”
“Don’t talk back. Just do it.”
Giving her boyfriend a firm nod, Hinata did as she was told, sliding down on the floor in front of the passenger’s seat. She curled her body, clutching her knees at her chest and squeezing her eyes shut again. Please be safe, Naruto.
Making Hinata curl in front of the passenger’s seat wasn’t the best way to keep her safe, but for now it’ll have to do. Naruto counted the seconds until his hunters would reach his car and he knew he had to act fast to distract them from Hinata.
It was a brash choice he decided to take, but it was his only option. And Naruto wasn’t known for thinking things logically anyway. Pushing his car door open, Naruto climbed out the vehicle and extended his arms, aiming his guns at the men. “Hey assholes! I’m right here you bastards!” Several rounds were fired from his weapons and he managed to hit the driver in his shoulder, but missed his other target.
The other man fired his gun, 3 bullets propelled from the barrel. Two managed to lodge in Naruto’s right arm and the third missed, just grazing his upper shoulder.
“Fuck!” Naruto wailed in agony from the bullets burning the muscle in his arm. He willed himself to withstand the immense pain, constantly telling himself he had to be strong to protect himself and Hinata.
Unable to hold his weapon, Naruto dropped his gun from his right hand and quickly ducked. But it was futile. Both men stood over him, the driver clutching his shoulder, wincing in pain from the bullet lodged in the muscle. The other man aimed his gun at Naruto’s forehead, a malicious smile stretching his face. A dry laugh escaped the man’s lips from the rush of joy he felt at finally ending the ostentatious Naruto Uzumaki’s life.
“Any last words, fucker?” His soon-to-be executioner spat at him vehemently, kicking him in his bullet-ridden arm and making Naruto cry out in pain.
The driver kicked Naruto’s gun, making it slide under the car. He bent forward and snatched the blond’s other gun, tossing it over the roof of the car.
Panting heavily to cope with the sharp pains racing in his arm, he looked up into the dark sunglasses the man wore that obscured his eyes. Naruto sardonically chuckled and replied, “Suck my dick, bitch.” He closed his eyes, silently apologizing to Hinata for not being able to protect her. It would’ve been better if you died by my hands instead of these clowns. I wish I could’ve done more for you. I’m pathetic. He impatiently waited for his inevitable death. All of the air escaped his lungs and his heart stopped the moment the sound of a gun firing rang in the air.

Hinata fearfully listened to every sound, every word that was said from her position on the car’s floor. Her heart continued to race, worrying if she and Naruto would make it out of this alive.
Any last words, fucker?
Hinata knew Naruto’s end was near. She couldn’t remain hidden in front of the passenger’s seat waiting for those men to kill them. She had to do something to protect herself and Naruto. She had to act fast or it’ll mean sudden death for the both of them.
Doing her best to remain inconspicuous, Hinata rose from her position on the floor and quickly opened the passenger’s door. Once she was out she noticed a bright gleam from the corner of her eye. Looking down she saw Naruto’s gold-plated gun near her heeled shoe. She immediately picked it up, clutching the heavy weight of the weapon in both her hands. She turned around, facing their pursuers from the passenger’s side of the car, near the bullet hole-ridden windshield.
“I won’t let you hurt Naruto!” she hysterically screamed at the men.
Both of the pursuers faced her and the man holding the gun to Naruto immediately aimed it at her.
“Hinata! What the fuck are you doing? Goddammit, no!” Naruto’s voice hollered in the air, as his eyes shot open. He wished he could stand to look in her eyes.
She ignored his voice, focusing all of her attention on eliminating their chasers. She aimed her boyfriend’s gun at the man who held the gun to Naruto’s face and hurriedly fired a single round at his chest. The recoil of the bullet propelling from the barrel nearly caused her to lose her balance. Her feet remained rooted as she continued to stand firm. Another bullet followed afterwards and then a third. Naruto’s would-be killer slumped to the ground, dead before his body even landed on the street.
Feeling the rush of adrenaline engulf her after killing their first pursuer gave Hinata the courage to aim Naruto’s gun at the driver. She temporarily hesitated when she got a quick peek behind his shades. The brunette nearly choked when the driver’s identity hit her full-force. Her hands began to shake as she contemplated killing him and she almost dropped the gun until she saw the man reaching for his weapon tucked in the waistband of his pants.
Acting fast, Hinata fired one bullet into the man’s chest and another bullet in between his eyes, instantly killing him. She held the golden weapon to her side and ran to Naruto. Kneeling in front of him, she choked when she took in his appearance.
Naruto’s chest rose and fell with every heavy breath he took, sucking in as much air as he could. Blood soaked the right sleeve of his dark blazer; his vivid blue eyes were dull and cloudy. And his face contorted intensely, showcasing his evident pain.
“Naruto!” She cried out as she set his gun next to him and peeled his soaked blazer from his body. She swallowed her gasp of shock as more blood stained his white button-down shirt. Worry creased her jet-black brows. “Oh my gosh! You’re hurt! Let me see.”
As Hinata’s nimble fingers worked each button free, Naruto’s gaze softened on his girlfriend. He was more than surprised to say the least when Hinata came to his rescue and killed his pursuers. The elation he felt when he watched their bodies crumple to the ground in a heap was indescribable. However he shouldn’t be astounded by Hinata’s quick thinking. She’s a Hyuga after all.
Stripping him of his shirt, but making sure to keep his gun holster in place, Hinata’s eyes met his. She asked, “Are you okay, Naruto?”
“Heh.” Naruto chuckled sardonically as he gave her a small smile. “I’ve been through worse.” Reaching forward with his left hand, he tucked a few strands of her hair behind her ear and continued. “Sorry I couldn’t protect you. I thought we were both goners for a second there.”
Thickly swallowing as her heart raced from the memories of their frightening escapade, Hinata replied, “It’s alright now, Naruto. We’re alive. Let’s focus on what we’re going to do next.” She looked at his arm and grimaced at the bullets embedded deep in his flesh, ruining the exquisite tattoos of the Tailed Beasts. Blood continued to seep from the wounds and Hinata ripped Naruto’s shirt, using the piece of fabric as a makeshift bandage.
“I have to stop the bleeding.” She tied the fabric around his arm and pressed firmly, apologizing for any pain she was giving him.
Taking a deep breath to assist in assuaging the pain, Naruto assured her, “It’s not your fault, Hinata. Don’t worry about it, y’know?”
Giving him a gentle nod, Hinata released his arm, stood and walked around his car to retrieve his other gun. Kneeling in front of him again, she engaged the safety on his gold firearms again and tucked them securely in his holster. “I believe you want these, correct?”
His earlier feeling of elation spread like wildfire, warming him throughout his body. He gave her a brilliant smile and asked, “Where have you been all my life, Hinata?”
Smoothing a few flyaway strands of his cropped hair back, Hinata returned his smile with one of her own. “We clearly have a lot to discuss, Naruto. But first let’s figure out how we’re going to get back home.” Looking at the shattered back window, broken side view mirror and bullet-hole ridden windshield, she half-joked, “We obviously can’t ride in your car.” She turned her head to the chasers car and added, “We can’t ride in theirs either. How are we going to return home?”
“Don’t worry about it, Hinata.” Naruto winked playfully at her. “I’ll take care of it.” With his left hand, he reached for his smartphone secured in his leather case on his belt to make a phone call.
Hinata vaguely listened as she devised a plan to rid the bodies and the evidence of today’s events. It was fortunate for them the street was deserted, even in the middle of the day. It’ll make pulling off her plan that much easier. All of Father’s childhood training is paying off, she mused. I never thought the day would come when I’d actually have to take someone’s life. But I had no choice. I wasn’t going to sit by and let them harm Naruto!
“One of my men is on their way to pick us up.” Naruto told her. Tucking his smartphone in the leather case again, he tried to stand and winced when he used his right arm to balance his weight. “Shit!” He groaned in pain.
Immediately rushing to his side, Hinata circled Naruto’s left arm around her shoulders to help him stand. Once he was fully on his feet, she looked up at him and asked, “Are you sure you’re okay? Are you able to lift? Can you run?”
Naruto looked down at his girlfriend confusingly and nodded at her questions. “Yeah, but why?”
She told Naruto her plan to rid the bodies and the evidence and Naruto outright laughed at her.
“You’re fucking crazy, Hinata! Y’know?” Nevertheless he went along with her cockamamie idea.
Once the bodies were stuffed in Naruto’s backseat, along with his torn shirt and bloodied blazer, Hinata flicked her boyfriend’s gold-plated lighter until a flame burned. She lit the cigarette that extended from his lips and watched with hooded eyes as he took a few puffs, gray smoke escaping his lips and nose.
Only allowing himself a few seconds to smoke his cigarette, Naruto flicked the half-smoked tobacco stick towards the pool of gas that seeped from both cars and pocketed his lighter. Instantly flames rose from the liquid and he grabbed Hinata’s hand with his left hand and ran as fast as he could, distancing themselves from the soon-to-be explosion.
Together they ran nonstop, tired and out of breath until another car approached them. Hinata immediately became worried but Naruto assured her it was the person he spoke to on the phone earlier, ready to pick them up and take them home.
They entered the backseat of the vehicle and the driver made a U-turn in the opposite direction of the burning cars. Just as the driver began to speed away, both cars exploded, alighting the atmosphere with bright, orange flames and dark, heavy smoke. Naruto and Hinata turned around in the backseat and looked out the window, relieved they’ve managed to clean the mess that was made.
Turning around again and reclining in their seat, Naruto and Hinata exhaled a deep sigh, finally allowing themselves to relax. She reached for his left hand and covered it with her right hand. Clasping her palm against his calloused fingers, she squeezed his palm, basking in the comforting warmth of his hand.
Together they rode back to Naruto’s apartment in silence.

When they returned to his apartment, Hinata laid Naruto on his sofa, kneeled in front of him and began cleaning and treating his wounds. Naruto directed her to the medical kit he keeps for such times. Carefully his girlfriend removed the bullets and stitched his torn skin together.
Grimacing against the pain of the needle jutting in and out his arm, the restauranteur silently watched in pure fascination as Hinata diligently worked to heal him. His cerulean gaze fixated on Hinata’s visage. Her jet-black brows creased in concentration as she sewed the needle in and out of his skin, sealing his tattooed flesh with the thread. Her pink lips separated, taking in shallow breaths as she gently breathed. Considering everything that transpired today with their would-be murderers, Hinata appeared virtually unharmed.
Naruto’s eyes widened and his blue irises vividly shone as he looked at Hinata truly for the first time. He felt like his heart expanded in his chest as the palpitations increased rapidly. He clutched his chest with his left hand and bit hard on his bottom lip to assuage the unfamiliar feeling flourishing within him.
Sensing his discomfort, Hinata lifted her head and asked, “Are you alright, Naruto? I’m not hurting you too bad, am I?”
Shaking his head to ease his mind back to reality, Naruto assured his girlfriend, “No, Hinata. I’m alright.”
Giving him a curt nod, she responded, “Okay,” and continued to complete her task.
Heavily sighing, Naruto stared up at his ceiling and brusquely admitted, “Y’know, Hinata? I thought about killing you earlier today.”
Hinata halted her movements, the needle suspended in mid-air. Her body froze and her lavender eyes widened, astonished Naruto would admit such a thing. Licking her parched lips, she dared to look at him and inquire about his reason. “Why?”
Turning his head to look Hinata in her eyes, the blond confessed, “I didn’t know whether I would make it out alive. I was unsure if I would be able to protect you. I told myself I’d rather you died by my hands then the hands of those losers. And you were a witness to everything that happened. And I’m not supposed to—”
“—leave any witnesses alive,” Hinata finished for him. Oddly she understood her boyfriend’s reasoning. Any other woman in this situation would have been petrified, understandably so. However Hinata knew the lifestyle Naruto lived. Perhaps not wholly but she experienced a glimpse of it this afternoon. It was no different from what her father used to endure before he handed the business over to Neji. And one of the many things Hiashi always taught her was to never leave any witnesses alive. No matter what. And that’s what prompted Hinata’s next question.
“What’s stopping you from killing me, now?” She began sewing his wounds again, directing her focus on closing his skin together. But her ears perked, patiently waiting for his answer.
He reached forward with his left arm as best as he could, though it felt odd in his position on the sofa with Hinata treating his injuries. Naruto tucked a lock of her hair behind her ear and smiled. “Because I realized something Hinata.”
When he didn’t continue, Hinata paused, looked at him again and asked, “What’s that, Naruto?”
“You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me. And I don’t wanna lose you.” He wasn’t ready to say it. Even though he felt it with all of his heart, he wasn’t ready to tell Hinata he loved her. Nevertheless Hinata was no fool. He knew she knew how he felt about her, even if the words weren’t directly stated.
He watched his girlfriend’s face carefully for any signs that she reciprocated his feelings. He noticed the way Hinata’s cheeks reddened, coloring her pale face and her beautiful, pearlescent eyes enlarge at his words. Her throat gently bobbed as she swallowed, but she still kept quiet. Naruto understood. He wasn’t upset with her for not saying anything, albeit he was a little disappointed. But he wasn’t mad. His confession was sudden. He just admitted he contemplated killing her to almost outright telling her he loved her.
Finishing threading his skin together, Hinata cleaned the excess blood from his arm, but still said nothing. She opened a jar of her homemade healing ointment and liberally applied it to his wounds and wrapped his stitches.
She picked up the gold-plated handguns, medical kit, bloodied gauze and other supplies to put away and dispose of. Returning to the living room, she looked her boyfriend in the eyes and stated, “My father will kill you if anything happens to me, Naruto.”
Laughing dryly, Naruto swung his legs over the sofa, shifting his body in a sitting position. He stretched his tired legs and stood. Taking Hinata’s hand in his left one, he said, “We still have a lot to talk about, Hinata. Why don’t you tell me about your father while we take a bath?”
Squeezing his hand in her palm, Hinata nodded and agreed. “I’d like that, Naruto.” She allowed him to lead her to his bathroom.

“Mmm… I can’t believe my boyfriend sells drugs,” Hinata closed her eyes and murmured as pleasant hums escaped her lips. She relished the feeling of Naruto’s fingers gently scratching along her scalp, washing her hair as best as he could with one hand. “We’re not a normal couple.”
They relaxed together in Naruto’s sunken bathtub with Naruto’s back resting against the marble and Hinata’s back pressed against his chest. They washed away the day’s stresses and reveled in each other’s company.
Scooping some of the bathwater in his left palm while keeping his right arm out the tub, Naruto rinsed the suds from Hinata’s hair and laughed. “And it doesn’t matter we’re not normal. And I can’t believe my girlfriend’s the daughter of a crime lord.” He was fully aware of this information, but chose not to reveal it to Hinata.
“A retired crime lord,” Hinata corrected him with a lazy smile. “Father… he taught me everything I know.”
“It was awesome you were with me today.” Naruto squeezed the excess water from her heavy dark strands and pushed her wet hair over her shoulder. He kissed the top of her head and pulled her back closer to his chest. “I would be a goner if it wasn’t for you. Thank you, Hinata.” Naruto massaged her shoulder and trailed his hand down to cup and fondle one of her breasts. He admitted, “I… I only got in the business to earn enough money to save my father. The little part-time, minimal wage job I was working at didn’t generate enough money for me to help my old man. After that… I suppose I became immersed in this lifestyle. It’s difficult to leave once you’re neck-deep in it.”
Lazily tracing circles in the warm, murky water, Hinata quietly admitted, “I… I thought I left this life behind. I envy you, Naruto.”
Giving Hinata’s nipple a light pinch, which elicited a soft moan from her, Naruto hummed, “Hmm?”
Flattening her hand over his making him press her breast firmly against her chest, Hinata explained herself. “If it wasn’t for Iruka enduring his sickness, you never would have become a criminal. You would’ve lived a normal life; something I’ve always yearned for.
“I grew up in an organized crime family and greatness was expected from me since an early age. Before I entered middle school I was trained in the art of self-defense, marksmanship and learning how to handle my family’s black market arms business.”
Naruto kept quiet while Hinata continued to speak her feelings.
“But I didn’t want anything to do with my family’s business. I… I craved normalcy. I wanted to be a normal girl, with a normal life and a normal family. Father…” the brunette swallowed thickly, but resolved herself to speak on. “Father was extremely authoritative. After Mother died he took me under his wing to groom me to inherit the family business. I could never reach the high expectations he set for me, so… so he considered me a failure.”
Naruto’s fingers dug in the flesh of her breast, angry he couldn’t squeeze Hiashi’s neck. But he still remained silent.
“He… He and I had a falling out.” Hinata lazily traced circles in the water again as she spoke. “I was 17 when I took Hanabi and moved out of the house to live on my own. I wanted peace and I believed I found it. Father and I eventually reconciled and we’re working on building our relationship. I really, truly assumed the criminal lifestyle was a thing of my past. I never thought it would catch up to me. Until today I never killed anyone. I-I don’t know how to feel, Naruto.”
It was true Hinata desired peace and serenity over inheriting her father’s black market business. And she vowed to stay away from the criminal life, keeping herself and her sister safe at all times. But this afternoon when her and Naruto’s lives were in danger, instinct took over. She killed two men just to ensure her and Naruto’s protection. And while she was thankful her quick thinking got them out of the hostile situation alive, a small part of her couldn’t help but mourn the lives she took. Worry and regret began to fill her belly, making it sink as she wondered if killing those men was truly the right thing to do. She lifted her hands to her face, staring wide-eyed at her palms from the realization she has their pursuers blood on her hands.
Smoothing his hand from her breast to palm her belly and giving it a gentle rub as he sensed her unease, Naruto said, “I can’t tell you how you should feel, Hinata. But like I said, I’m glad you were right there with me. You saved me.” The blond corrected himself. “You saved us.” While Hinata didn’t divulge the details of the falling out she had with her father, Naruto was okay with not knowing. He knew given Hinata’s personality, again he just had to be patient and trust she’ll reveal that part of her life to him, too. He kissed the top of her damp hair and inhaled the soapy aroma of the shampoo.
“Where do we go from here?” Hinata lifted her arm and stretched it behind her to rub Naruto’s left shoulder. She held her breasts down with her other arm to keep them from floating. Shifting her body until her head rested underneath his chin, she completely submerged her upper body under the water. “We’re not a normal couple.”
“You said that already.” Naruto reminded her. “And I told you it didn’t matter. We go forward, that’s where we go.”
The brunette carefully turned around in the tub to face him, making sure no water would accidently splash on his bandage. After straddling his lap, she frowned at her grinning boyfriend and cried hysterically, “You make it all sound so easy! Two people are dead! They tried to kill us today! Who knows what’s going to happen in the future? What if… What if… What if…” Hinata’s words were swallowed the moment she felt Naruto’s lips close around hers.
After lightly massaging his lips against hers, Naruto gently kissed along her cheek and jawline before pecking her nose. Touching his forehead with hers, he assured her, “Whatever happens, Hinata, we can handle it together. Believe in me.”
And in that moment she did. Her heart swelled in her chest and her emotions fluttered in her belly, making her shiver lightly. She truly did believe him when he assured her everything would be alright if they handle it together. Softly smiling at him, Hinata’s gaze relaxed and she nodded. “Okay. I believe you, Naruto.” She wrapped her arms around his neck and touched her forehead with his. Following his gaze after looking into his eyes, Hinata looked down at her chest and her face flushed with slight mortification.
“They… They float…” Naruto breathed as his jaw unhinged and his eyes widened. He absorbed the sight of her creamy breasts resting atop the warm, murky bath water. Reaching forward with both hands while ignoring the pain shooting through his right arm, he cupped her breasts, giving them a hard squeeze while carefully making sure not to get his bandages wet. “I’ve never seen anything like this before, y’know?” he stated before merrily fondling her generous flesh. “That’s so cool!” he grinned as he pinched her nipples.
Hinata let out a squeak and pushed her boyfriend’s hands away from her chest. “N-Naruto…? It’s not cool!” She covered her breasts with her palms, concealing them from his view. “I-I can’t even take a bath properly, or go swimming because of my breasts. They’re… They’re an annoyance. They get in the way of everything. I can’t wear proper clothes or buy anything in my size. I can’t—”
Deliberately ignoring everything his girlfriend said, Naruto pushed her hands out of the way and began massaging her breasts once again. “Hinata? I like your boobs. I love your boobs. They’re soft. They’re squishy. And they’re fun to play with.” He lifted her heavy mounds, admiring the way her flesh-toned nipples and areolas blended with her creamy skin. Releasing them to grope and massage them again, Naruto rubbed his palms against her erect peaks, relishing the way his girlfriend shuddered and her breath became labored from his touches. “And they’re really sensitive.” Looking into Hinata’s eyes, he presented her with his adorable squinty-eyed grin he’s now aware she cherishes so much. “See, Hinata? Your breasts are amazing!”
Hinata watched amusedly as Naruto focused his vision on her breasts again, happily playing with them like a child enamored with their favorite toy. The incredible feeling of her boyfriend tweaking her nipples and his large, calloused hands massaging her breasts made her center pulsate with need. She circled her arms around his neck again and fluttered her eyes closed. Resting her forehead against his again, she parted her lips to release short, passionate breaths. Rubbing herself slightly against his erection and making the water slosh gently around them, she breathed, “Naruto? I’m only letting you do this because you give the best breast massages. They’re… They’re very soothing and calming. You’re good with your hands.”
“Heh. I’m good with something else too, y’know?” Naruto gently thrust upwards, sliding his dick along the folds of her hot sex. He sexily grinned when Hinata’s cheeks tinged pink and she bit her lower lip to keep from crying out at the salacious feeling of their wet, bathtub grinding. “But it’s gonna have to take care of itself. I’m too tired to screw you.”
Lowering her head to kiss his neck, Hinata giggled into his skin. “That’s okay, Naruto. I’ll just sit here and enjoy my massage.”
Naruto continued to lift, circle, rub and fondle her breasts, enjoying the pleasurable hums his girlfriend emitted.

“Mmm… hmm… nghmm…”
Lascivious hums and wet slurping sounds reverberated throughout the room as Hinata orally sexed her boyfriend.
After their bath sleep quickly claimed Naruto. However thoughts of today’s events were rampant in Hinata’s mind and they kept her woke. While her lips engulfed his dick and her tongue coiled around his length, she couldn’t help but to think about those men that chased them.
She fisted his cock, pumping the base with her right hand, giving his thick girth a firm squeeze. Peeking up from under hooded lashes from where she lay in between his legs, Hinata eyed her boyfriend to make sure he was still sleeping. The light snores he was emanating and the soft rise and fall of his chest indicated he was. Good.
Hinata closed her eyes and continued, licking him from tip to base and back again. Taking him in her mouth once more, she couldn’t fight the images of those men following them.
She swallowed Naruto completely.
The brunette imagined she was back in the car again cradling Naruto’s thigh, silently pleading for help. Her body tensed with every bullet that whipped past their heads and out the windshield.
She sucked him hard, squeezing her cheeks to tighten her oral grip on him.
Reliving the gun-ridden nightmare, Hinata pictured herself crouched on the floor in the passenger’s seat, listening as the sounds of bullets firing filled the air. She heard the malicious timber of Naruto’s would-be murderer speak.
Any last words, fucker?
Naruto’s raspy voice dryly husked, Suck my dick, bitch.
And she did; faster, tighter, sloppier. Hinata’s head bobbed rapidly on Naruto’s length, increasing the sounds of her moans and erotic hums. Bits of drool sluiced from her lips down past the veins protruding from his cock. Her fist pumped the rest of his length that wouldn’t fit into her mouth, clenching him tight in her grip. She slowed her oral ministrations to avoid gagging. Releasing her hold on him, the brunette flatted her palms on Naruto’s thighs. She fisted his sweatpants in her palms and relaxed her throat muscles to take him fully inside.
Once Naruto was comfortably lodged in the warm, softness of her throat and his blond coils tickled her nose, Hinata tentatively moved her head again. Her center pulsated, soaking her thighs with her nectar. She felt her clit stiffen as blood rushed to it; she was so goddamn turned on. Closing her thighs together, she rotated her hips on his bed, grinding her pelvis into the mattress. Her toes curled from the delicious friction of Naruto’s sheets rubbing against her stiffened clit.
Hinata’s slow, oral pushes soon became fast, relentless motions of her mouth. Her head speedily bobbing on Naruto’s dick matched the pacing of her hips grinding into his bedsheets. She wished she could stop the visions of today’s events from replaying in her mind, but she couldn’t. The images kept coming faster and faster, like the salty, bitter cream of Naruto’s pre-cum that dribbled on her tongue.
The weight of the gold-plated gun was heavy in her hands, but she gripped it hard and fired 3 rounds, killing their shooter.
Hinata’s eyes watered as moisture slid from them, but she kept going, fucking Naruto with her throat and humping his bed madly. She opened her eyes, taking in the blurry vision of her boyfriend laying on his back, his mind in dreamland and his body receiving intense pleasure. He was still asleep. Good.
Her thoughts lingered on the identity of the driver and she paused her oral sexing and ceased her mattress grinding. Why would he be after them? Why would he be after Naruto? It didn’t make sense to her.
Relaxing her throat muscles again, Hinata gradually lifted her head from Naruto’s cock, freeing his dick from her hot mouth. She looked down and admired his thick length shimmering under the dim bedroom light from her saliva. In that instant warm cum erupted from his dick, dots landing on her forehead, cheeks and his white t-shirt she donned before it softened, returning to its flaccid state. She didn’t care. She didn’t even bother wiping it off.
Letting go of his sweatpants, Hinata patted the bed until her fingers closed around a familiar, heavy object. Slowly she lifted Naruto’s gun, the gleam of the metal brilliantly shone under his bedroom light. Straddling his hips and wetting his sweatpants with her warm juices, she lifted the gun, clutched it in both hands and aimed it at Naruto’s bare chest, pressing the barrel in between his pectorals. She considered killing him right then, but decided not to. She needed answers. She needed to know what was going on. Naruto wasn’t being wholly honest with her and it hurt like hell.
Watching Naruto’s sleeping form and looking at him so handsome and at peace tugged her heart. Hinata couldn’t stop the steady flow of tears that sluiced down her cheeks, mixing with his semen. The fluids dripped down her face, absorbing in her t-shirt.
Hinata thought back to all the great times they had, everything he said and the connection they made. She felt alive being with Naruto. Her worries and insecurities seemed to magically disappear around the hyperactive, exuberant blond. He managed to find a way into Hanabi’s heart and her own even though they haven’t been dating for long. It didn’t matter. Their relationship was real, the feelings they had for one another was real. Time meant nothing.
Her heart painfully thrummed in her chest and it was in that moment she knew she fell hopelessly in love with Naruto Uzumaki. More tears dripped down her face when she finally admitted the truth to herself. And it was because she loved him, she knew what she had to do.
Lifting the gun from his chest to aim it in between his eyes, Hinata’s face contorted into a frown, her lips pressed in a tight line.

Naruto was in a state of sleep-wake. He felt his dick submerged deep in Hinata’s hot, tight, wet throat. The skin of his cock pulled with each of her suctions, pushing him deeper inside her.
Every muscle in his body began to stiffen and his dick felt overly sensitive. Like a volcano Naruto erupted, his burning semen exploding on his girlfriend like a geyser shooting hot water. After his orgasm his body went slack, melding against the mattress.
A contended sigh fell from his lips along with a grin stretching his face. He slowly blinked his sleepy eyes open, giving his girlfriend a warm smile. “Wow, Hinata. That was the best,” he breathed before his vision returned to focus. The moment his gaze became clear, Naruto froze at the image of Hinata crying, her face stained with her tears and his semen. But her distraught expression isn’t what made him pause in fear.
He looked at the barrel of his gun aimed between his eyes and instantly became irate. “What the fuck, Hinata? What the fuck’s going on?”
“Tell me the truth, Naruto!” Hinata cried; her mind an emotional wreck but her hands remained steady clutching his gun. “Why were those men after you today?”
“Goddammit Hinata! I don’t know! Put the fucking gun down—”
Her hands shook as her body wracked with immense anger directed at her boyfriend. Hinata yelled, “Don’t lie to me, Naruto! One of those men works for my Father! Father wouldn’t have sent people after you for no reason! And I nearly died today because of it! Tell me the truth!”
Naruto began to reach for his weapon, but lifted his hands in the air in surrender when Hinata pointed the gun at his chest. Malice and hatred was still evident in his voice when he spoke again. “Fuck, Hinata! You pull this shit on the day I bury my Dad?”
Listening to Naruto say those words caused an eerie calm to wash over Hinata. Her muscles relaxed and her tears dried, but the gun remained tight in her hands. She lifted the gold metal, pointing it in between his blue eyes again. With a voice as sweet as honey, she quietly told her boyfriend, “You’ll join your Father soon if you don’t state what business you have with mine.”
The sound of the bullet clicking into the chamber caused Naruto’s Adam’s apple to bob incessantly and sweat to pepper along his forehead. His eyes widened in fear and his heartbeat rapidly increased in his chest. Adrenaline rushed to his brain, telling him he needed to defend himself. He knew given Hinata’s emotional state, if he didn’t act fast, she would kill him.

Dun… dun… dun… dun…! Don’t’cha guys just love cliffhangers? And the action and drama is only going to increase from this point forward. I have to take a pause at this point, so I don’t know when Chapter 8 is going to be completed. I have written the notes for the chapter, though. Again, school comes first so from this point forward, I’m focusing all of my time on schoolwork. However again, follow my Tumblr fucknesha. tumbr. com for status updates and snippets. Just delete the spaces.
P.S.: I don’t know if anyone noticed I keep mentioning Naruto has gold-plated accessories like his guns and his lighter. Orange is Naruto’s favorite color but I didn’t like idea of Naruto having orange guns and a lighter. And gold is close to orange in color, so I decided on gold. And Naruto owning gold accessories is pretty sexy to me.
P.P.S: Bonus points for the person who correctly guesses the artist and album this chapter’s title was inspired by.
P.P.P.S.: I really suck at writing blowjob scenes. (No pun intended.) I seriously need practice. I hope the scene made sense to you guys and it wasn’t confusing. I apologize for the OOC-ness.
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