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Differences	By : EroPrincess Category: Naruto AU/AR > Het - Male/Female Views: 7423 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Chapter List
- 7
- 8
- 9
Chapter 7 threw a lot of people in a loop, huh? Hahaha! Well here's Chapter 8.
Warnings: Coarse language, mild-angst, drug use, sexual content and drug dealing. Initially as I was writing this chapter, I believed it was going to be pretty… out there. But after re-reading it, I realize it's not so bad. However there is extensive usage of the "n-word" in this chapter. So I created a private link for those of you who want to read that version instead. Message me for it. Nothing changes other than the dialogue.
Chapter Rating - MA

Differences – Chapter 8: Cin
Naruto ignored the aching palpitations of his heart thrumming in his chest. He ignored the feeling of Hinata warm and wet straddled over his lap, her thighs resting on either side of his hips and her juices smothering over his deflated cock. He ignored the way his stomach muscles writhed and knotted in fear as he stared down at the barrel of his prized gun. The sweat that dotted along his forehead dripped past his face and slithered down his neck, he ignored that, too. His only concern was removing the gun from Hinata's hand and getting her to see reason. He had to be patient before acting rashly. He knew Hinata's an emotional wreck at this moment and any sudden movements could easily make her pull the trigger, ending his life.
Keeping his hard gaze locked on her soft face contorted into a frown, Naruto waited for the exact moment to make his move.
Hinata looked down at Naruto with the gun pointed directly in between his eyes. Her lips curled into a sad smile and fresh tears streamed down her cheeks, dripping along with his semen to further stain his t-shirt. She hiccupped nonstop, sobbing as she loosened the grip on his gun. "I-I can't do it. I can't hurt you, Naruto," she cried as her shoulders shook, heavy emotion taking over her entire being. "I don't know what to do…"
Slowly, carefully Naruto lifted his left arm and gently tugged the gun away from his girlfriend. Stretching his arm far away from her, he still kept his eyes trained on her as he dismantled his gun with one hand. The bullet clip along with a few scattered bullets and other parts fell haphazardly on the bedspread. He tossed his empty gun over the bed, far out of Hinata's reach. Before he heard the heavy metal land on the floor with a clunk, instantly he flipped Hinata on her back, pinned her wrists to his pillows and sat heavily on top of her legs to make sure she couldn't move.
"What the fuck were you thinking, Hinata?" Naruto shouted at her in an angry frenzy. "Pulling a goddamn gun on me? What the hell's wrong with you?" He looked down at her gloomy face; her tears and his cum drying, leaving white flakes and sticky residue on her creamy skin.
Hinata's lavender eyes looked away from her boyfriend, guilt festering inside her, prickling at her conscience. She couldn't take him being angry with her, but knew she deserved his fury and more.
Naruto's blond brows creased into a sharp frown, distorting his handsome, whiskered face into a hard grimace. He bared his teeth at her, scowling down at her with all the malice he had for an enemy out to ruin him. The more he thought about Hinata aiming his gun at his face, the harder he squeezed her wrists, not caring if they were turning red, bruising under his grip.
"Father…" Hinata softly whispered before her eyes met his again. "I'm worried about my Father, Naruto. The driver today… he works for my Father…"
Naruto's grimace suddenly became a look of confusion. He loosened the pressure he held on her wrists but still kept them pinned above her head. Shifting his weight so he wouldn't apply all of it on her legs, he parroted, "Your father? What about your father? Hinata you're not making any sense."
"Naruto I wanna know what dealings you have with my Father. Why would Father send his men after you?" Hinata kept her voice even, making sure to not allow her emotions to overtake her again. Although she was still distraught at the thought of Naruto and Hiashi doing business together and Naruto possibly being a threat to her family. But remaining calm was crucial if she expected for him to tell her anything about Hiashi; something along the lines of 'I'm not plotting your father's demise.' She didn't want to choose between the man she loves and her father. But if it all boils down to it…
Rotating his thumbs along her wrists in a light massage hoping it'll calm her some, Naruto's eyes softened. He told her honestly, "I've never dealt business with your Dad, Hinata. I don't know why he would send his people after me." He finally understood why his girlfriend is so distressed. She's worried about her father. Living the life of crime people often always find themselves in situations where they would have to choose between their mates and their families. Oftentimes people born and raised in crime families such as the Hyugas chose their family above all. And that's the crossroads Hinata was standing at right now. She didn't know who to choose: him or her father.
Once he was certain Hinata wouldn't try to move, Naruto slowly inched his hands down her body, stopping at the hem of his t-shirt she wore. He lifted it, exposing her belly and chest. Lifting the fabric higher, he used the shirt to wipe the excess cum and dried tear stains from her face. After tossing his soiled shirt over his bed, he smoothed his hands over her body, stopping at her breasts.
Lightly cupping them in his palms, Naruto gave her mounds a tender squeeze before saying, "Talk to me, Hinata. Tell me what's on your mind." Slowly, ever so carefully he rotated his palms over her flesh, giving her a massage in hopes to help placate her inner turmoil.
The brunette closed her eyes and basked in the wonderful feeling of Naruto rubbing her breasts. Hinata contently sighed, feeling some of her earlier tension ebb away, although her mind remained heavy with negative thoughts about her past. "I… I made some terrible mistakes in my life. I made stupid decisions that I regret."
"We all have, Hinata. No one's perfect," Naruto's raspy voice filled her head. She gave him a bittersweet smile but still kept her eyes closed and began to tell the sordid tale of her awful past.
"…I-I was at a loss of what to do," Hinata's gentle voice shook a bit as memories from yesteryears replayed in her mind. "When Father told me to get rid of my baby, I just… I'm ashamed to say I listened. I ran out of City Hall in tears and walked for several hours. I had no set destination in mind; I only intended to get away from Father and clear my head."
Naruto kept quiet and his face remained emotionless as he continued to rub her breasts. His massage appeared to be working because Hinata visibly relaxed more under his touch as she recalled the days of her troubled youth.
"Before I knew it, it was dark and I ended up in the unpleasant side of the city. Everything that happened afterwards is all a blur. I remember my stomach being in intense pain. There was a lot of blood and at some point I blacked out. When I came to, I was in my bed with my stomach stitched and a bandage wrapped around it. I don't even remember leaving the abortion place or returning home.
"For days I was in pain and bleeding excessively, but I couldn't tell anyone what I done. I assumed the pain was normal and it'll eventually go away. And my secret would be safe; just between me and Father. But I was wrong." Hinata's eyes slowly opened and she locked her gaze with Naruto. She searched his face for any sign of emotion or any kind of reaction, but there wasn't any. His face was blank, devoid of any expression.
Sighing from the relaxing feeling of his large, calloused hands rubbing and kneading her breasts, Hinata closed her eyes again and continued her story. "I woke in a hospital after surgery and doctors told me they had to remove my uterus because of an infection that began to fester from the illegal, botched abortion. They told me I'll never be able to have kids.
"I was a stupid, naïve 17-year-old seeking love and acceptance in all the wrong places. I didn't love myself because I believed my Father didn't love me. I sought out affection from guys at my school and paid the ultimate price." She swallowed, pausing a bit to gather her thoughts. "I suppose me rushing out of City Hall that day in an emotional rush and getting that abortion was my way of trying to please Father; to show him even though I messed up I could still make him proud.
"Once I knew I would never gain Father's acceptance, I left that house and took Hanabi with me. And now Father and I reconciled. We're… We're trying to build a relationship and everything's going good. Better than good—great. Father," Hinata opened her eyes, looked up at Naruto and pursed her lips into a gentle smile. "He told me he loves me. And he's proud of me. And there's a part of me that doesn't want to disappoint him, I don't want to lose my Father, Naruto. I feel like we're just starting to get to know each other. And I need him in my life. Mother's gone. And there's only me, Hanabi, Neji and Father."
Naruto noticed tears began to swell his girlfriend's eyes. Before one teardrop could fall from her eyes, he squeezed her nipples in between his fingers, lightly rubbing the stiffened peaks with his thumbs. His simple plan worked. Instead of a sob escaping Hinata's mouth, a soft purr sounded from her lips hinting she was enjoying his touches.
"Feel better?" he asked her evenly. His hands flattened against her breasts again, lifting, jiggling and rotating them slowly as his thumbs padded against her nipples. "I can tell you've been holding that in for a long time."
Not answering his question, Hinata looked at Naruto through her blurry gaze, only seeing pixilated tanned skin, blond hair and the myriad of colors on his right arm. She thickly swallowed and said, "I'm sorry about what I said to you about Iruka. It was cruel and disgusting of me. And I'm sorry for being such a burden on you when you buried your Father today. I'm being selfish."
Naruto took one of her breasts in both of his hands, flattening her heavy flesh in between his palms. Kneading and rubbing her mound, he told her, "It's alright. After hearing your story and your explanation, everything makes sense now. Besides," he released her breast to give its twin the same attention. "If my old man were here, he wouldn't want me to be mad at you. And he wouldn't want to see you upset, either. So I'm gonna honor him by not being angry with you. I'm just glad you trust me with something so personal. Carrying that baggage around couldn't have been easy for you, y'know?"
Hinata only shook her head 'no'.
"And you didn't answer my question. How do you feel?"
"Hmm…" the brunette sighed as she thought his question over. "Now that you mention it, I do feel better telling you about my past. But because of the things I've done and my infertility, there are times I feel damaged and broken. I don't feel like a woman at all."
Naruto shifted on the bed until he was sitting beside his girlfriend. He smoothed one of his hands down from her breasts, keeping the other one pressed firmly on its twin. His palm slid across her marred belly to her inner thighs. His fingers delved past her jet-black curls to stroke along her pink wetness. Hinata's thighs instantly spread, exposing herself to him and letting the air in the room kiss her heated, drenched skin.
Unashamedly staring at her peach lips and the way her nectar oozed from her cavity, the blond pinched her nipple hard and told her, "Hinata you are definitely a woman."
Hinata was tempted to close her legs under her boyfriend's penetrating stare. It always made her nervous whenever Naruto would just look in between her thighs and compliment her sex. A dark blush traveled from her cheeks, down to her neck to spread across the tops of her breasts. She nibbled her lower lip, a sign of her nervousness and said, "Naruto, that's not what I—"
Cutting her off with a salacious grin, Naruto easily slid three fingers into her dripping orifice. He pumped them in and out with languid thrusts, not wanting to interrupt the calm, relaxing erotic massage he was giving her. And because he was using his right hand, he had to be careful not to utilize any fast, harsh movements otherwise he would reopen his wounds.
While his other hand fondled and rubbed her breast, he replied, "The ability to birth a baby doesn't make a woman a woman, Hinata. At least not in my opinion."
Hinata blinked her vision into focus until Naruto's whiskered face became sharp and clear. She released countless soft moans from his touches. Her body was on high-alert, every caress of his hand on her breast, each stroke of his fingers gradually pumping inside of her made her toes curl and her teeth sink in her bottom lip. But she wasn't so high on lust that she wasn't paying attention to what he was saying. She internalized everything he said, and warmth placated her mental woes from his words.
"There are many children born to undeserving mothers that I don't consider women at all. Growing up in an orphanage, I've heard many stories of the abuse orphans endured at the behest of their mothers. Or even worse, someone close to the mothers and the mothers refused to protect their children.
"You're punishing yourself over an irrational decision you made as a teen when your emotions were flux, trying to please your Dad. You're eternally punishing yourself because of the insecurities you still harbor, two-dimensional, archaic beliefs that were instilled in you from other people about your barrenness."
Hinata turned her gaze away to avoid looking at her boyfriend, but Naruto's voice rang in her ears when he said, "Look at me, Hinata." And she did.
Sliding his hand from her breast down past her body until he reached her clit, Naruto pushed back the skin that covered her nub. He gently strummed against it with his thumb, triumphantly grinning when her thighs began to quake. "You're more than a woman. You're more than just any woman. You're my woman." He focused his eyes in between her legs, watching her body pull him in with every thrust of his fingers. She coated his digits with her intimate honey, warming them with her sweet liquid.
"Naruto, you're too kind to me. I-I don't deserve someone like you." Fluttering her eyes close again and sighing, Hinata's slightly lifted her hips from the bed to receive more of his gentle caresses. But the restauranteur had other plans. Her eyes shot open fast when she felt him pull out of her, and her clitoral massage ceased. "N-Naruto…?"
Naruto kicked his sweatpants off and comfortably settled himself in between her legs, his hardness lying in the slick folds of her sex. He rubbed her upper arms and peppered Hinata's neck, chin and lips with butterfly kisses until he reached her earlobe. Giving the pliant flesh gentle nibbles, he whispered, "We deserve each other, Hinata. We're good people who have done bad things to survive this world. I'm no different from you. I too, have done—doing—many things I regret." His mind wandered to his drug trade briefly before continuing. "You're my Cin." He lifted his head to look in her eyes, smiling at her confused expression.
"Your sin?"
"Yeah…" he breathed. "My Cin. It's…" Naruto scratched his chin and giggled. "It's kinda short for Cinnamon. Y'know? The nickname you had when we spent our first night together."
Hinata bit her lip, but didn't respond.
"But," he picked up a lock of her hair and curled it around his fingers. "Sometimes I feel you're bad for me, addictive like a sin. The life we live is wrong. How we met was wrong, but the night we shared and the connection we made was oh so right. Just like cinnamon, you're hard and tough, but not unbreakable. And yet under your exterior if someone breaks it," Naruto pecked her lips with a swift kiss, "they'll find out you're soft and sweet… and a little spicy." He laughed. "So yeah, you're my Cin."
Wrapping her arms around his back, Hinata also giggled, her eyes crinkling with slight laugh lines. "Naruto? That's so cute." She tapped his nose playfully and added, "I love my new nickname." Her eyes traveled to the bandage on his arm and immediately becoming worried she asked, "What about your wounds? Does your arm still hurt?"
"Hmm…" Looking down at the bandage that covered his Eight and Seven Tails tattoos, Naruto furrowed his brows and said, "Now that you mention it, my arm doesn't hurt at all. That ointment you rubbed on my wounds really did the trick. I don't feel any pain."
"I'm glad," she smiled. "Just remember to be careful. Don't exert your arm too much. I don't want you to accidently tear your stitches."
Wickedly smirking at his girlfriend, Naruto quickly flipped them around until Hinata mounted his waist. His erection spiritedly twitched against the coily hairs covering her mound and a few driblets of pre-cum saturated her curls. "You on top."
Palming his chest and rubbing her hands over his taut, lean muscles, Hinata gave him her own smirk. Lasciviously grinding her pelvis against his, she joked, "If you think you can handle it."
"Oh?" Naruto's brow lifted and his smirk prominently stretched his face. "Is that a challenge? Are you challenging me, Cin?"
"Yes," Hinata replied without hesitation.
Reaching for her waist, Naruto lifted Hinata and slowly lowered her body over his dick. He watched as she separated her folds to fully take him inside. Once he was completely submerged in her wet heat, he kept his hands on her hips, preventing her from moving.
"Naruto?" Hinata asked, confusion evident in her voice.
"Let's go somewhere, Hinata. Let's take a vacation. Let's get away from all of this mess. At least for a little while."
Searching Naruto's face for any trace of levity, Hinata frowned when she realized he was completely serious. "A vacation? I-I can't afford to take a vacation. I have Hanabi. I have work and school… and-and…"
"It'll just be a weekend getaway, just you and me." Naruto wouldn't relent until Hinata succumbed to his idea.
Hinata narrowed her eyes and looked around the room, gathering her thoughts as she considered his idea. Weighing her situation and coming to a conclusion, she spoke. "Let me think about it. At least let me talk to Father first and find out why his men attacked us today. If he is after you, I want the matter settled before I make a decision about our vacation."
"Fair enough." Naruto released his hold on her and rested his hands on his pillow, on either side of his head. "Now about that challenge…" his tone became heavy with lust and he thrust his hips upwards, enjoying the squeak Hinata yelped and the way her breasts bounced. "You said I couldn't handle it. Prove it."
Lowering her body on top of his, Hinata purposefully swayed her breasts, letting their nipples touch and rub against each other. She clutched the back of Naruto's head and whispered, "I will." With a powerful slam of her hips, she relished the way he cried out her new nickname.

It was the middle of the afternoon the next day Naruto sat at his desk in his home office along with Sasuke and Shikamaru. He told his friends about the car chase and near-death experience that transpired after Iruka's funeral yesterday. Shikamaru and Sasuke sat across from Naruto their faces scrunched in disbelief.
"Wait?" Shikamaru paused Naruto in the middle of his storytelling and asked, "You're telling me Hiashi Hyuga may have put a hit out on you? Jesus Christ, Naruto!" The ponytailed brunet dramatically rolled his eyes and exasperatedly lifted his hands in the air. "What have you done to piss off someone like Hiashi? I know he's retired and everything, but the man still has a lot of serious business associates and clout. It wouldn't take much for him to wipe you from the face of this Earth."
"Hee, hee." Naruto scratched his cheek and grinned at his friends. His face warmed with a light flush as he thought about all the time he spent with Hinata. Their relationship was a strange one indeed. It was true they weren't like other couples; they were two damaged people finding love and solace within each other. And that's what made their union genuine. They truly understood each other; they were alike in a lot of ways. Both Naruto and Hinata knew they wouldn't find another person who fit them like a glove the way they do for one other.
"I'm kinda… sorta… I'm fucking his daughter." The restauranteur chuckled as he lightly threaded the short, blond strands of his hair. "Hinata… she's my girlfriend."
"Your what?"
"Dumbass! You can't be serious!"
Both Shikamaru and Sasuke hollered simultaneously. They incredulously stared at the grinning blond who in return nonchalantly shrugged. "What's so wrong with Hinata being my girlfriend?" Naruto took a sip of his bourbon from a shot glass resting on his desk. "You guys sound like haters."
Shikamaru rubbed his temples to assuage his oncoming headache. "Idiot," he murmured under his breath.
Shikamaru Nara was the legal counsel for Naruto's restaurant business, unofficially anyway. He's currently attending law school studying to become a lawyer. His genius intellect allowed him to graduate both high school and college at a young age, and he's working on his final year in law school.
Nevertheless undercover from the public's eye, Shikamaru provided legal advice for both Naruto and Sasuke, assisting in their drug trade from the shadows. Listening to his intelligence and allowing him to guide them throughout these years is how their business managed to flourish for so long.
Usually nonchalant and borderline lazy, Shikamaru's style reflected his personality. He often wears his shoulder-length black hair in a high ponytail, believing the simple style kept him from needlessly trying to style it. And he was too lazy to get it cut. His style of dress was casual. He preferred dark colors like black, forest green and deep browns. Today he wore a short-sleeved black shirt and brown khakis.
But the way he handled business was anything but slothful. Shikamaru's sharp mind and tactical skills always kept him one step ahead of everyone else. It's why Naruto brought him on board for both his restaurant business and his drug business.
"Naruto?" Sasuke spoke, getting the blond's attention. "Hinata is Hiashi's daughter. If you suspect he's after you, why would you get involved with her? It doesn't make sense. You're not thinking rationally."
"If it wasn't for Hinata being there with me yesterday, I would've died." Naruto casually stated.
Sitting up straighter in his chair, Shikamaru eyed his friend and asked, "Wait? Hinata was there with you?"
"Mmm, hmm," the restauranteur nodded. He sipped more of his bourbon and finished telling the story of the events of yesterday, including Hinata's murder attempt. "…So you see, Hinata's practically my good-luck charm. She's the best thing that ever happened to me, man. So if you guys are suggesting I should dump her, forget it."
Shikamaru slumped in his chair again and Sasuke rolled his eyes at his best friend.
"Naruto," the quieter of the two spoke. "How can you trust Hinata after you admitted not only did she try to kill you, but the both of you think her father's after you?"
After emptying his glass of bourbon, Naruto set his glass on the coaster and faced Sasuke. Defending his girlfriend, he stated, "Look, I know I sound crazy right now. Hell, I'm starting to believe I am crazy. But I trust Hinata. And you guys gotta trust me to handle this situation my way. Me nor Hinata want a war between us and her family. So for now I'm going to hand the reins over to Hinata and let her get this taken care of."
Sasuke gave the blond a simple nod, but chose not to respond. His own mind flashed back to his wife Sakura who was nearly 7 months pregnant. Guilt weighed in his mind when he thought about all the time he spent working on cases as the chief of police for the city, or working beside Naruto selling contraband. He spent even less time at home and the frequent contact they used to have has waned. It's been weeks since they've spoken over the phone or texted each other. He would have to do something about that soon, especially since their daughter is almost here.
"How long have the two of you been dating?" Shikamaru broke Sasuke's train of thoughts, directing his question at Naruto.
"For almost 3 months." Naruto answered. "Why's that important?"
Straightening in his chair again, Shikamaru narrowed his black eyes at his friend and said, "That's not enough time to forge a bond of trust in a relationship. You two can't possibly fully know each other in such a short time."
"Where did the two of you meet? How did this relationship come about?" Sasuke added his own questions.
Refilling his shot glass with more bourbon, Naruto averted his eyes from the brunet duo and took a long, hard swig of the liquor before answering. "Three months ago Hinata used to work for Granny Tsunade. She was one of her dolls. We…" he scratched his head and gave his friends a goofy grin. "We spent the night together. That's how we met."
Sasuke rested his elbows on his legs, scrubbing his face with his palms. He didn't want to believe what his idiot best friend just admitted. He knew at times Naruto could be dense, but to foster a relationship with a common whore? Even Sasuke had difficulty internalizing this new information.
Heavily sighing while rolling his eyes, Shikamaru flatly stated, "You're putting all of your trust in a woman who whored herself out to you? Are you sure you're not just pussy-whipped, Naruto?"
"I might be a little pussy-whipped, Shikamaru." Naruto began cheerfully, but then his tone became dark, dangerous. It was the voice he used whenever he was about to murder someone. Reaching in his blazer, he retrieved one of his guns and aimed the gold-plated metal at his legal counsel. "But don't ever call Hinata a whore, again. She's so much more than that. I won't tolerate anyone disrespecting her. You understand?"
"Jesus Christ, Naruto!" Shikamaru raised his arms above his head in surrender. His eyes widened in fear and sweat dampened along his hairline. His heart began to race as he stared at the barrel of the gun his friend aimed at him. "I didn't mean anything by it! Just put the fucking gun away!"
Sasuke lifted his head and released an irritated sigh. "Naruto now's not the time or place for this. Put the gun down and let's focus on coming up with a plan. We need this matter settled before things get out of hand."
"Fine." Naruto tucked his gun into his holster again and reached for his shot glass. He decided against sipping more bourbon, already feeling the effects of the alcohol making his head fuzzy. "I wasn't going to shoot you, Shikamaru. The safety's engaged. But I meant what I said. You all will respect Hinata, no matter what."
Shikamaru's breathing slowly returned to normal and he smoothed wrinkles from his shirt. He nodded at Naruto, not trusting his voice to speak for fear that it'll crack. He was still shaken, but wanted to appear composed and calm.
"I told you guys already I'm letting Hinata handle the matter. After she confronts her Dad and let me know how it all went down, I'll talk to you guys." Naruto reiterated his initial plan to his friends. "We'll make a decision based on what she's says and we'll take it from there. Fair enough?"
Sasuke and Shikamaru gave each other knowing looks before facing Naruto. Together in unison they answered, "Fair enough."

It was Monday morning and once Hanabi was away at school Hinata decided to pay a visit to her father. She stood in front of Hiashi's desk and interrogated him about the hit on Naruto.
"I was there with him Saturday, Father. Those men shot at us. We were almost killed but I… I took care of it." Hiashi's impressed hum and slight lift of his brow didn't go unnoticed by Hinata. But she ignored it and continued. "I recognized one of the men, Father." She gave Hiashi the man's name and described his features. "He works for you… Or rather he used to work for you. Are you after Naruto? Tell me. I know you've been keeping surveillance on me all this time."
"It's unfortunate what happened with you and Naruto, and I want to let you know I'm proud you took control of the situation. You handled the matter like a true Hyuga." Hiashi beamed at his eldest child. Hinata couldn't stop the proud grin that stretched her face after hearing his words.
"But I had no involvement in the attempted hit. I have nothing to gain by eliminating Naruto. And I've noticed ever since you've been with him, you've been happier. I wouldn't try to ruin that for you. And after the day we reconciled, I no longer kept surveillance on you. However, hearing about those men is troubling, especially knowing one of them was my own." Hiashi rested his elbows on his desk and set his chin atop his hands. His sharp, white eyes watched Hinata take a seat in one of the chairs in front of his desk.
"It appears I have no choice but to renege on my decision and have my men watch over you and Hanabi to ensure your safety." Hiashi raised his palm to silence his daughter before she could protest. "It'll be simple surveillance. I won't have my men follow you whenever you and Naruto are together. I'm positive he's more than capable of keeping you safe."
Another smile brightened Hinata's face. He-Father approves of my relationship with Naruto!
"A security van will be parked outside your apartment building 24-hours. I will have my men take shifts and report any suspicious activity back to me. I will also have another 24-hour security van stationed at your school and workplace. And do not protest the matter, Hinata. This is my final decision." Hinata nodded. "Good. I will also discuss this matter over with Neji and we'll conjure a plan of action. What's important to me is you and Hanabi's safety. I don't want anything happening to my daughters."
Giving her father another nod of approval, Hinata said, "I'm fine with your decision, Father. But I have a question for you."
"Tell me."
"After the attempted hit 2 days ago, how can you trust the loyalty of your men? They know who I am, and yet one of them tried to kill me." Hinata's mind replayed the memory of the wounded driver reaching for his gun to shoot her. The memory still made her shudder as she fired rounds into his body, killing him.
Clearing his throat, Hiashi repeated, "I haven't forgotten, Hinata. I told you I would discuss the matter with Neji and we'll come to a conclusion. Trust me, I have everything planned out. I will not accept anyone harming my daughters."
Hinata understood Hiashi's hidden message. He planned to team with Neji and together they'll dispose of his current crew and hire new staff. Since one of his men tried to kill Hinata the other day, it was uncertain how many more currently working for Hiashi were also working as double-agents. So it was best to kill everyone and start fresh.
A jubilant grin reached the corners of Hinata's eyes. At this moment she was truly proud to be Hiashi Hyuga's daughter and she felt completely safe in his presence. There isn't anything he won't do for me and Hanabi to keep us safe. I love you, Father. "Yes Father. I understand."

One week later…
Carrying a hefty duffle bag on his shoulder, Naruto entered the dressing room of one of the hottest rappers on the planet, Killer Bee. Killer Bee was currently in town on his sold-out "Yeeeaaaahhh!" music tour. Today he didn't have to perform in front of thousands of screaming fans in a sold-out stadium. He was shooting a promotional music video, educating the public on the importance of remaining drug-free and living a heathy lifestyle. Naruto couldn't help but chuckle at the irony. If Killer Bee truly lived by the lyrics he wrote, Naruto wouldn't be here.
They've done business with each other for a few short years and during that time, they've become really good comrades. Naruto wouldn't go as far to call Killer Bee a friend; the blond kept the rapper at a distance. After all, Killer Bee was still his customer and Naruto didn't get to where he is now by trusting people he sold drugs to.
Usually Naruto hired carriers to deliver the merchandise and collect payment. It was simplistic yet effective way to keep his hands from getting dirty in case the transaction ever went wrong. However there was too much money to be exchanged in today's deal to trust the operation with a couple of money-hungry, inexperienced dope boys. So he decided to deliver the goods himself; ensuring the business deal went smoothly.
Naruto's gaze met Killer Bee's reflection in the mirror as the rapper sat at his well-lit vanity. Killer Bee is dark-skinned and muscular and on his face he donned a pair of dark sunglasses. He wore a white, cotton tank which prominently displayed his hefty, muscular build, black jeans and black suede work boots. His platinum-blond hair was braided in cornrows with the tips ending at the nape of his neck. On his left cheek was a blue tattoo of bull's horns and tattooed on his right shoulder was the Japanese kanji meaning "iron". One day Naruto asked Killer Bee about the kanji and Killer Bee replied, "Because I'm strong and tough. I'm made of good stuff." To which Naruto laughed.
Lifting his head in greeting, Naruto said, "'Sup?"
"Naruto! Man what's up?" Killer Bee chuckled as he cleared some space on his vanity. He reached for a black leather briefcase that rested near his chair and placed it on the vanity. Turning around in his swivel chair, he grinned, "Come over here and give yo' man a fist bump."
Chuckling at Killer Bee's never-ending rhyming and not at all perturbed by his coarse language, Naruto walked over to the vanity and placed the duffle bag on the surface. He bumped fists with his favorite customer before unzipping the bag.
Clutching two bricks of cocaine in his hands, the restauranteur set them down and presented them to the rapper. "Here you are, Bee. Two kilograms of pure coke, just as you asked."
He looked at the fresh snow white powder tightly wrapped in protective Saran Wrap through his darkened sunglasses. Killer Bee's mouth watered at the mere thought of his body receiving the powder. He felt his nerves tingling; heartbeat increase and beads of sweat dot his forehead as he anticipated snorting the Peruvian coke. He stretched his fingers and reached for the bricks. Before he could touch the cocaine, Naruto's hand quickly pushed the bricks out of the way.
"Bee how long have we known each other?" Naruto lifted a blond brow and asked his rhetorical question. "You know how I do business by now. Payment first."
"Damn man, you one tough customer." Killer Bee muttered before giving the briefcase to Naruto. "I guess that's how it is for a hustler."
Opening the briefcase, Naruto inventoried the crisp, brand new bills inside before replying. "C'mon now, Bee. I'm giving you the coke at a discount. And that's only something I do for my one and only favorite customer."
"Tch." Killer Bee rolled his eyes behind his shades and reached for a brick. "You just made 500 grand off me. As much money I spend on you, I should be gettin' it for free." After opening and cutting a bit of the pure white cocaine into 4 thin lines on a small mirror, he sat in his chair and quietly admired his handiwork.
Ignoring Killer Bee, Naruto quickly counted the stacks of cash to ensure his full payment was received. Watching the dealer calculate his earnings, Killer Bee spoke. "Man I'm not gonna swindle you. It's all there. I wouldn't cheat you out your share."
Placing the stacks of money inside the briefcase again, Naruto secured it and set it on the floor by his foot. "In this line of work, you can never be too careful, Bee." Reaching inside his blazer, he retrieved his gold-plated lighter, a rolling paper and a tiny bag of pot. After sealing the weed inside and pocketing the lighter again, he took a long drag and leaned against the surface of the vanity, lost in thought.
"You wanna hit?" The rapper carefully lifted the mirror and presented the lines to Naruto.
Looking down at the strips of coke with a disapproving frown, Naruto declined the offer. "Nah, man. I'm good. You know I'm not into that shit." He shook his head 'no' and took another long drag from his stem of weed.
The rapper rolled a crisp bill into a perfect, miniature tube. Inserting one end of the tube into his nostril, he leaned forward and placed the other end of the tube over the powder. Loudly snorting the substance into his nose, Naruto couldn't help the look of disgust that scrunched his face as he watched his client inhale coke.
Relaxing in his chair again, Killer Bee pinched the bridge of his nose, repeatedly sniffing the residue in his body. After wiping his nose, he gave Naruto a pointed look through his shades. "Aw, man. Man you don't know what you missin'. This shit'll hit ya hard. Why you trippin'?"
When Naruto didn't reply, Killer Bee decided to change the subject. "Sorry about yo' Pops. I heard what happened."
Exhaling the thick marijuana smoke in the air, the restauranteur sighed and said, "It's alright, man. I was fucked up about it at first, but I'm better now, y'know?" As he thought about Hinata, Naruto couldn't stop the smile that began to slowly stretch his lips. She brought serenity to his chaotic life; she was a warming calm to his cold, stormy existence. They've been dating for two months and the love he felt for her only grew stronger. If it wasn't for Hinata, he wouldn't have been able to handle Iruka dying. Nor would he be here. He owed everything to her and he was determined to keep her by his side, always.
"A friend helped me cope with my old man's passing." Naruto didn't want to divulge any personal details about his relationship with Hinata. In this line of work, a dealer should always keep their personal life separate from their customers. He could never trust who might use personal information about him against him one day. Or worse, he feared someone would try to harm Hinata if too many people found out about her.
"You talkin' 'bout yo' shorty?" Killer Bee snorted another line of coke and casually asked Naruto. Smirking at the surprised expression on his face, the rapper continued. "Don't ask me how I know you gotta girl, 'cause you look like you on top of da world. You look healthier, and yo' swagger's better. And it's more than just from makin' cheddar."
Setting the rolled tube of the bill down on the mirror, Killer Bee slumped in his chair and deeply sighed, breathing in the heavy aroma of weed smoke coming from Naruto's stem. He looked the blond straight in his eyes and said, "Only the love from a woman can do that to a man. And I understand. I know how you felt about yo' Pops. And if it wasn't for the love from a good lady, you would be lost."
"But—" Naruto began to speak, but was cut off by Killer Bee.
"Don't worry man, I ain't gonna squeal." Turning back to the remaining two lines of coke on the mirror, the rapper picked up the tube again. "Now lemme get back to this shit. I only got time to kill."
Taking another puff from his stem, Naruto quietly watched Killer Bee calmly snort the last strips of coke. He thought about what the rapper said and smiled. He set the bud of his stem in a nearby ashtray and picked up the briefcase. Walking towards the dressing room door, Naruto looked over his shoulder and said, "I'm out, Bee. It was good working with you."
Holding up two fingers in the air in a 'V' shape, Killer Bee bid the dealer farewell. "Peace."

I was once a child with big dreams,
Livin' in the hood all I heard was screams.
Day and day I prayed for a better life,
Hopin' I could make it outta this strife.
I would see peeps in the street high as a kite,
On every type of drug day and night.
Fellas skippin' rent just to get lit,
Chicks sellin' their bodies just to get a hit.
The projects is a trap, Section 8 and welfare,
Kids without clothes, food and shelter, nobody cares.
Poison plaguing the community, disrupting the unity.
Not me, I held on to my dreams, like a child to a breast,
I knew my talent would get me outta this mess.
I worked hard and kept my mind and body pure,
Got signed to a deal, over two mil and that's real.
No drugs for me, the rappin' Killer Bee.
Drug free is the way to Bee. Get it? 'Bee'?
Keep that mess out cho' system and get like me!
Naruto stood near the exit with his arms folded over his chest and his ankles crossed. He rhythmically nodded his head to the beat as he watched Killer Bee recite the lyrics to his drug-free rap as he filmed his promotional music video.
Initially Naruto planned to leave after the exchange was made, but decided to stay to watch Killer Bee film his video. His mind replayed certain lyrics that resonated deep in him and he immediately thought about Daichi whom Sasuke killed three months ago.
Daichi worked for them and he was only 16-years-old when he died. Closing his eyes, Naruto still recalled looking into Daichi's swollen, beady eyes and bloodied face knowing the teen waited for his demise.
He tortured the poor kid, reveled in the boy's pain and carelessly discarded him after his death. A part of Naruto felt sick; he knew what he was doing was wrong and many lives were demolished because of his secret trade. However listening to Killer Bee's song made him realize in that moment just how many lives he's ruined. He wanted to vomit as guilt disgusted him, making his stomach queasy and his conscience heavy.
If only Daichi was here to listen to Killer Bee's message. Would he have chosen a different path and not gotten involved in the street life? Perhaps he would've lived longer.
Would I have chosen a better path if I heard Bee's message before I started dealing? No! I can't get soft now! Naruto shook his head and restored his resolve. It's too late for me anyway. He picked up the briefcase again and turned to exit the studio, deciding he'll buy toys and take a trip to visit the orphanage he grew up in, hoping it'll assuage some of his guilt. He ignored the fact that he was planning to purchase toys and donate money with the drug money he just earned.
As he placed the briefcase of cash in his trunk and closed the lid, Naruto's smartphone rang. He looked at the caller ID and allowed himself to genuinely smile for the first time that day. Entering his two-seater convertible, Naruto revved the engine and let the top down. Driving away from the studio, he answered the call.
"I've been worried about you, Cin. How's everything?"
Sorry I couldn't contact you before today, Naruto.
Listening to Hinata's voice on the other end made him smile wider. It was just something about her sweet, melodic voice that just does it for him.
"Don't worry about it. I know you've been busy with school and work."
Well yes, and I've been working with Father. And that's why I called you. I wanted to tell you this in person, but we've both been busy, and I didn't want to prolong this conversation.
Mounting his smartphone on the dashboard, Naruto enabled the speakerphone featured and closed the hood of his convertible top to ensure his privacy. "Speak to me, Cin. Tell me what's up."
Naruto intently listened as Hinata told him everything that transpired in Hiashi's office when she confronted him about the hit. She also divulged details of Hiashi's plans. However she constantly reiterated his lack of involvement in the attempted hit.
And I believe him, Naruto. My Father isn't after you, but he's hired a new crew of people to watch over me and Hanabi and to investigate the murder attempt. So I've been working with him all week trying to figure out who's after you.
"Cin you're incredible. Have I ever told you that?" Naruto sported a proud grin, happy he managed to find a woman who was a perfect match for him in every way. Listening to the sounds of Hinata's giggles made him lightly chuckle, too.
I'll hold you to that, Naruto. I'll see you later tonight when I finished working with Father.
"I'll hold you to that." Naruto disconnect the call and gaily whistled as he dialed Sasuke's number to tell his best friend the good news. But there was still a nagging feeling festering in him. If Hiashi was no longer a suspect, then who's trying to kill him?

Things get real in the next chapter. I hope you guys are prepared. Sorry for my lame rhymes. I can't rap for shit. Haha!
P.S.: The previous chapter's title was inspired by Michael Jackson's song of the same name. It's on his Off the Wallalbum. I feel so old because no one answered the question. :-(
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