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In Your Arms	By : BigE2955 Category: Naruto AU/AR > General Views: 8757 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, nor do I own any of the characters in it. The plot is mine, and mine alone. Kishimoto, however, is sole owner of the characters within the story. I am not making this with the intent to profit.

Chapter List
- 1-Hinata's Arrival
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This is not a furry story. Any and all sex acts will be conducted when both parties are human - with the side affect that one, or two of them may have some animal characteristics that will be occasionally referenced to. There is no bestiality in this story. There is not a single instance where the characters have sex in this story are under eighteen, unless it is referencing past events, which will not be shown.

I know this is different from my usual type of stories, but I found this fun to write. A lot of credit should go to my friend, blacxican, who played a huge role in helping to write, plot out, and come up with the idea for this particular story.

Enjoy!
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She could still smell the smoke. The distant crying of her fellow animals, as they and her fled the forest that had been their home - trees and brush being swooped up in a massive ball of fire that could dwarf four story buildings in the nearby town.
And she ran. As far as her four legs could carry her, through shivering cold and sweltering heat, through crowded intersections and dimly lit sidewalks.
She was, to put it simply… a bunny. And a human, at the same time. Well, sort of a human. She was humanoid at best - although two things separated her from normal homo sapiens, a puffy tail that sprouted from just above her backside, and her fluffy little bunny ears.
And her name?
Hinata.
Hinata was hardly a foot in length, her coat a magnificent white, her pale eyes the same color - although they were tinted a shade of lavender. In this form, she looked like an animal. She ate like an animal. But, she could perfectly mimic human speech. Not that she’d ever actually tried it - at least, with an actual living, breathing adult human. She’d talked a bit with some kids a few years back… but after a while, their parents had started skulking around, and she’d had to flee into the woods.
Where she had stayed. She didn’t remember her parents. Whether they were… like her, or just ordinary animals, she wasn’t sure. All she could remember was her - roaming the woods, cowering in holes and the inside of stumps from predators, searching for food.
There was, however, a bit of a problem. Sometimes… at random, once or twice a month, she would transform. Into a human. It could last for an hour, or twenty seconds, and then she’d be forced back into her rabbit form.
Over the years, she had learned to control it. She could transform at will now - but her rabbit ears, her tail, and her unfortunate lack of knowledge about humans left her unable to blend into their society. So, instead, she spent her first seventeen years of life in the forest surrounding the human city of Konoha.
Until, the fire. Whether it was purposeful, accidental, or just an act of the kami, she wasn’t sure. But, she couldn’t stay. She scurried from the treeline that she had always called her home, where she had been concealed from the horrors of the world for so long, and never looked back.
How much time had passed? She wasn’t sure. She typically stuck to her bunny form - scampering in between human’s feet, most of them unwilling to harm her, or simply not noticing her, owing to her small size. She couldn’t afford to expose herself. What would the humans do if they found out what she was? Lock her up? KIll her? She wasn’t sure, and she couldn’t be sure - and so, she stuck to the form she was undeniably used to.
Days. Weeks. Months. It didn’t really matter how much time had passed now, the nights and days simply blended together. She managed to sustain herself by slipping into human gardens and nipping away at the fresh grass, or simply accepting the handouts that kind mothers and overexcited children would give her.
But… it seemed that her luck had run out. It had been raining, for so very long. She had tried to hide - in gutters, on porches, in buildings… and yet, she never seemed to be free from the winds and the rain. She was usually discovered, scooped up despite her non-verbal protests and tossed back into the cold. She was hungry. Hinata felt sick, her fluffy cheeks turning a rosy pink, her pale eyes dilating.
Eventually, it was all she could take to even keep herself moving. And after a while, even that wasn’t enough. Hinata couldn’t do anything. And so, in an abandoned playground, a nearby swing creaking back and forth in the buffeting winds, she curled up in a tiny ball… and waited. For what? She wasn’t sure. But she waited. The overwhelming hunger and exhaustion caught up with her, and soon, she drifted off.
Two silent figures stepped into the playground, stopping just before the still bunny. One was a tall, black haired human male - a dark blue umbrella clutched in his arm, his features thrown into darkness. And beside him, a female cat, her black coat glistening in the moonlight. Two sets of dark eyes stared at the unconscious bunny for a moment.
“Does she have the signs?” the man asked.
He made sure to hold the umbrella over both of them, allowing the cat to examine the bunny without interference from the still pouring rain. And the cat did so - running her paws over the fluffy white fur, rubbing against Hinata’s neck and poking her thin belly.
“Looks like it.” the cat said. Despite the fact that it was… well, a cat, the man seemed to understand her perfectly.
“That’s the first one then.” the man said.
He bent low, scooping up the rabbit. He remained crouched - allowing the cat to crawl onto his shoulder, before drawing himself back to full height. Realigning his grip on the umbrella, he walked off into the night, Hinata stowed beneath his arm, the cat purring contentedly on his shoulder.
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It was… warm.
Really, really warm. There was a soft crackling that she could detect - it reminded her horribly of the fire that had forced her to flee her home, but it was more… muted. Hinata shivered slightly, fluffing her coat.
She opened her eyes. She recoiled slightly, as the first thing saw was fire, hot, yellow, red, and orange fire - but soon, she realized that it was contained, in a fireplace, metal grating keeping the fire from spreading, yet still allowing the heat to roll off it in droves.
Hinata clambered up onto her four legs, her keen ears perking up. She turned around - a slight, helplessly adorable squeak escaping her as she caught sight of a man. He was sitting in a red armchair, his dark eyes focused on her. Perched on the arm of the chair, was a cat, her coat as dark as the man’s eyes. The man was petting the cat almost absentmindedly, and it was very clear that the feline was enjoying it, purring happily and occasionally licking her paw.
The man was… attractive, she had to admit. She was part human after all - and she could admit it when she saw a human male that was hot. Dark, midnight blue hair framed his stoic face. His skin was pale, incredibly so, although it glowed healthily. He was dressed simply, a black shirt with knee-length shorts, his feet bare.
“So, you’re awake.” a feminine voice said.
Feminine? The man certainly didn’t look like the type to-
Realization hit Hinata with a jolt, her fur fluffing up. “You-” Hinata said, not even caring that there was a human in the room, as her pale eyes stared up at the cat perched on the arm of the chair. “You’re like me!”
The cat smiled - well, it looked like a smile at any rate. “Yes,” she said. “I am.” The man gave her one last stroke, before withdrawing his hand. With a flick of her tail, the cat dropped from the chair - landing on the floor with a grace Hinata could only hope to ever achieve. It circled around her, Hinata turning and turning to keep the cat in her line of sight. “What is your name?” the cat asked, finally stopping.
“H-Hinata,” the bunny stammered out, her fur bristling and her voice shaky.
The cat tilted her head. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Hinata.” she said, her voice soft and soothing. “My name is Itachi. He,” she said, her tail pointing to the man on the chair. “Is my brother, Sasuke.”
Sasuke merely nodded his head, his hands resting on the sides of the chair.
“Your… y-your brother?’ Hinata said, her voice filled with obvious curiosity.
Itachi chuckled. “It’s… a little complicated,” she admitted, idly looking at one of her paws. “But, yes, we are siblings.” A pause. “And no, he’s not… one of us,” Itachi clarified. “My little otouto is all human. Unlike you and I, though, am I right?”
“You mean-” Hinata began.
“Mmm hmm.” Itachi said. “You and I have similar problems, I’d imagine.” she said. “Our human forms are… flawed. Animal characteristics - and an uncontrollable urge to stick to our natural habits.” Her tail bristled slightly. “It hasn’t been easy, I’ll admit.” Itachi said. “But… Sasuke and I have managed to carve out our place in the world. And - well, this is sort of a recent thing - we’ve opened up a… home, of sorts, for our kind.” Itachi said.
“Are you… um… o-offering me a place to live?” Hinata asked.
“Yes,” Sasuke spoke up, Hinata overcome by how warm his voice was, a low baritone that tingled her tail. “That is exactly what we’re doing, Hinata.”
“B-but… you g-guys don’t even know me!” Hinata protested. “A-and I don’t know y-you! How… how c-could we trust each other?” she asked.
Itachi smiled. “You and I share a bond few others can hope to imagine.” she said. “You’re the third animal like me that I’ve found.” Itachi explained. “There was our mother… again, complicated… and there was a hawk a few years back, but she wasn’t the ‘living’ together type.”
“There’s o-others?” Hinata said.
“We’ve only been looking for about a month or so.” Sasuke said. “Itachi’s been skulking around back alleys and woods, while I’ve been looking through animal shelters and things of that nature.” he explained. “Before you, we haven’t had much luck, however.” Sasuke said. “There’s plenty of ways to tell the difference between a regular animal, and one like you and Itachi. A… let’s say ‘hybrid’, has a stronger heartbeat, their bone structure is a little tougher, and they’re obviously a great deal smarter in their animal forms than their normal counterparts.”
He sighed.
“But… it’s not like I can walk into the animal shelters and ask them if they’ve seen any talking animals lately.” Sasuke said. “And most of your kind has grown very good at hiding in plain sight. I’d imagine we’ve walked past, or seen dozens, but we haven’t been able to sniff them out yet.”
“S-so… you’re… t-trying to make a safe place, f-for people like me?” Hinata asked.
“Exactly,” Itachi said.
Hinata knew she should be a little more cautious about something like this. But… Itachi was the living proof that she wasn’t alone, that she wasn’t some freak mutation in this cruel world. Her soft voice, and Sasuke’s warm baritone… the way they talked with such dedication, as if they really wanted to help people like her… she just couldn’t see them to be the kind of people who would purposefully deceive her.
“O-okay.” Hinata said at last. “I’ll… um… live with you guys.”
“Great!” Itachi said.
Hinata’s ears rose slightly. “Do I, umm… I’ll have to pitch in, right?” she said. “I mean, I don’t mind… but I-I’m just asking.”
“I own a shop in town.” Sasuke said. “The revenue from there should cover any of your expenses.” He paused. “I’m sure you can help out around the house, though.” Sasuke said. Another pause. “It’s fairly late,” he continued. “So… would you like a room to sleep in for your human form?” Sasuke asked.
“I-I think I’m f-fine here.” Hinata said. The carpet was soft and cozy, and the fire’s warmth was downright breathtaking to an animal like her, who had only seen them from a distance up until now.
“Great.” Sasuke said. “I’ll probably be out of the house by the time you wake up, but I’m sure Itachi can make you some breakfast.” Another pause. “If you’re wondering what I’m doing… I’ve got to go look into some incident at the store. One of those idiots I hired managed to get into a spat with a customer and… well, it’s just a shitshow.” He sighed. “Whatever. If you need anything,” he said. “Just come and find me, or Itachi. Good night, Hinata.”
“G-good night.” Hinata said.
“Actually,” Itachi said. “One more thing, Hinata.” She paced around Hinata, completing a full circle before stopping once more. “How old are you?”
The fur around Hinata’s cheeks turned slightly pink. “Um… well, I’m not sure when I was born.” she confessed. “But I know I’m at least seventeen.” Hinata said. A pause. “I think that I’ll be turning eighteen soon…?” she added.
Sasuke and Itachi exchanged a significant look that wasn’t lost on Hinata.
“Alright.” Sasuke said at last. “Good night, Hinata.”
Hinata watched as Sasuke stood up from the chair, gently picking up his feline sister. He rubbed her head affectionately, and soon they had disappeared up the stairs - in the distance, she could hear a door closing… and then nothing after that, aside from the crackling of the fire, which had grown slightly lower in the time they’d been talking.
‘A home,’ Hinata thought. ‘I have a home.’ To a bunny who had lived in holes and beneath tree stumps for as long as she could remember… it was an incredible thought, to say the least. In the span of two days, she had lost the forest that she had dwelled in for seventeen long years - and in the end, had met a brother and sister, who had saved her, taken her into their home and had offered her lodging so long as she helped out around the house.
Hinata knew she was grinning - or at least putting on the best impression of a grin a bunny could make. Oh, how her fortunes had changed!
It was clear that she hadn’t slept all that long. She assumed that they’d fed her while she had slept - she could imagine Itachi holding her jaws open with her paws while Sasuke gently spooned lettuce into her mouth. But… she was still tired. Exhaustion still burned from the tip of her ears all the the way to her puffy tail. And so, with a warm belly and a happy smile, Hinata curled up into a fluffy little ball, and drifted off to sleep.
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She awoke the next morning, feeling rather… refreshed.
For the first time, in a long time. Sleeping on a nice, warm carpet was a huge step up from her previous sleeping locations - which had consisted of… holes in the ground, the inside of stumps, and in the previous few days, ditches and dark alleyways.
Hinata was a little perplexed as to the layout of the house. It was a little… strange, she thought, to be inside of a human household. Well, actually, a human household that was adapted to use for hybrids as well - ladders to get to hard to reach places, a small ramp running up the side of the stairs, among other things.
Eventually, she navigated her way to the kitchen. She caught a glimpse of pale ankles, her gaze flitting up to only see a brief spell of raven hair before it was gone. Hinata blinked - watching as Itachi, in her cat form, came prowling beneath the table.
“I’m not really sure what bunnies eat,” Itachi admitted, her tail bristled. “So… I just put out some greens, lettuce, strawberries, those kinds of things. Is that alright?”
Hinata beamed. “That should be great!” she said.
The food was on the table - which was several feet higher than she could ever possibly hope to hop up to. But, again, this house was adapted for animal use - and with ease, she navigated her way up a small ramp, crawling onto the table, her little bunny nose sniffing the greens with obvious relish.
She stepped forward, and began to eat, the plate clattering every so often as her fluffy paws accidently bumped into it. Bits of lettuce drifted off the plate, scattering across the table.
“You should be a little more careful, bunny.”
Hinata jumped about a foot into the air - her tiny, furry body scurrying around to stare into the impossibly dark eyes of Sasuke, who was smirking down at her. “S-sorry!” she stammered out, quickly lowering her gaze, almost shrinking into a ball in embarrassment.
Sasuke chuckled. “It’s fine,” he said, sliding into a seat at the table. “You’ll just need a little practice, I’m sure.” His plate was already on the table, a knife and fork right beside it. He dug right in, although he looked as graceful as ever as he continued to eat.
“Huh…” Hinata murmured, staring at his plate.
Sasuke frowned. “Something wrong?” he asked, his dark eyes directed at the bunny once more, who once again shrunk beneath his gaze.
“Umm…” Hinata began. “I-I was just wondering. Why is your, um… I t-thought humans ate m-meat.” she said.
“Not all humans.” Sasuke answered simply. “I’m a vegetarian.”
“A what?” Hinata asked.
“A vegetarian, is a human who only eats plant products, and animal products that don’t require killing one.” Itachi interjected softly, bounding onto the table.
“I-I see.” Hinata said.
Sasuke nodded, finishing up his food in near record time. He placed the dish in the sink, smiling at Itachi and Hinata - the bunny having returned to eating her food, while Itachi idly licked herself on the table.
“I’d best be going now,” he said. He reached down, giving Itachi an affectionate rub - the cat purring at his touch. “I’ll be back… hmm, I’m not sure.” he said. “Before dinner, though. See you.”
He walked out of the kitchen, leaving the two hybrids alone, both of them perched on the table. Itachi waited patiently for Hinata to finish eating, her tail waving from side to side lazily.
“Done?” Itachi asked. “Great. Follow me, if you please.”
Without waiting for a response, she bounded off down the ramp - so fast that Hinata was forced to scamper after her in a heartbeat. The cat was mucher faster than her, so Itachi paused every now and then to allow her to catch up.
Once again, they were in the living room - the fire having long since died in the fireplace, although the room still felt fairly warm.
“I get the impression that you’re much more comfortable in your animal form, then you are in your human form.” Itachi said quietly. “Am I right?”
Hinata gave her a soft nod.
“That’s understandable,” Itachi admitted. “But… if you’re going to pitch in around here, I’d advice for you to at least get used to being a human in short spells.” She smiled, licking her paw almost absentmindedly. “Sasuke is plenty used to our… abnormal behavior as humans, so there’s no need to worry about that. You just need to get used to the motor functions and such.”
“O-okay.” Hinata said, to convey the fact that she was listening intently to Itachi.
“Now, you know how to change into a human, correct?” Itachi asked.
Once again, Hinata nodded.
“Good. Go ahead and do that now, please.” Itachi said.
“Alright,” Hinata said. Her face screwed up in concentration, her tiny fluffy little body quivering ever so slightly. And then, she morphed. She grew taller, wider - white fur disappearing, to be replaced by pale skin. Indigo colored hair sprouted from the back of her head, falling down her back in a curtain.
Itachi stared up at her, dark eyes narrowed ever so slightly.
You see, animal-human transformation was a little… complex. Itachi wasn’t sure how it really worked - but she had a hypothesis. If you transformed into an animal, your human body would be put in… a stasis of sorts. Clothes and such would be put in that same dimension, and once you morphed back into your human form, you’d be exactly the same as you were before. The same thing occurred with the animal form. Strangely enough, you still seemed to age in that stasis - your animal body and human body both staying the exact same age biologically no matter how much you switched between the two different forms.
Clearly, whenever Hinata had last transformed, had been a long time ago. Whatever clothes she’d managed to cobbled together tore apart as she transformed, bunching up around her waist… leaving her private parts rather exposed. Her breasts were large, if Itachi did say so herself, hanging from her chest, topped with rosy nipples. Her mound was a forest of indigo curls, although Itachi could just see her pink insides poking out of them. She could just make out a small, puffy tail that sprouted out from just above Hinata’s backside - and those round, fluffy ears were impossible to miss as well.
Hinata yelped, upon realizing her new predicament. Immediately, one hand clamped across her breasts in an attempt to shield them, the other hiding her crotch from view.
Itachi chuckled. “No need to act so modest,” she said. “But… I suppose I can understand.” Her tail bristled as she turned around. “Come,” Itachi said. “I’m sure I have something that can fit you.”
The cat lead Hinata to her room - the bunny-turned-human clumsily following, her hands still concealing her private parts, her cheeks rosy and her footsteps incredibly loud - she was not used to the feeling of walking on two legs quite yet.
It took some effort, but Itachi managed to pull open a drawer - and from within it, a white dress. “Here,” Itachi said, pointing her paw at the dress, which was hanging off the side of the drawer. “It might be a little big on you, but it’ll have to do.” A pause. “I doubt there’s any chance in hell that any of my bras or panties would fit you… so, you’ll have to make do with just that for now.”
“O-okay.” Hinata said. Itachi turned around, and Hinata slipped the white dress over her head. The fabric was cool and warm, the dress form fitting - clinging to her curves like a second skin. Although her nipples poked rather obnoxiously through the fabric, at least the most important parts of her were covered, Hinata thought. “I-I’m dressed.” Hinata said after a moment, pulling at the collar of the dress.
“Excellent!” Itachi said. “Now, would you mind picking me up? That should make this a lot easier.”
Hinata complied, scooping up Itachi in her arms, the cat purring at the warmth Hinata provided. “Now, I will give you a choice.” Itachi mumbled, nuzzling her nose into Hinata’s bosom, her eyes closed. “You can either learn how to cook… or, how to clean.”
She pursed her lips together. “I guess… h-how to clean?” Hinata said.
Itachi smiled lazily. “There’s a broom and a dustpan in a closet.” Itachi said. “I’ll lead you there. Let’s go.”
And so, Hinata learned how to clean. She was clumsy, undoubtedly - still gravely unused to gripping things with her fingers, or walking around without stumbling every few feet. But she was an eager learner, and with Itachi directing her - the cat perched on her shoulder - slowly, but surely, she got the hang of it.
For the first day, Itachi restricted her to just the hallway. But even then, by the time she was done sweeping the entire length of it, she was exhausted - her indigo hair soaked with sweat, her chest heaving up and down. Hinata collapsed into an armchair, the same one Sasuke had sat on the night she’d arrived. Itachi climbed down from her shoulder, instead settling in Hinata’s lap.
“You did an excellent job today, Hinata.” Itachi purred. “Having another girl around the house is going to make things a lot easier.” The cat smiled, tilting her head to the side. “Go ahead and rest up,” she mumbled. “You earned it.”
“I-I only did the h-hallway…” Hinata protested meekly, although she was smiling as well.
“One step at a time.” Itachi said. “One step at a time.”
They sat there for a long while, Hinata idly watching as the sun drifted across the sky. It was nice and warm, and she just felt… lazy. She smiled, her thin figure melting into the armchair, Hinata loving the comfy feeling that Itachi provided her, the cat’s warm body pressed up against her lap and stomach.
She turned her head, as a key was twisted in the lock of the front door. And then, it was open - Sasuke stepping inside, before closing the door behind him with a soft thud. He mopped his forehead with the back of his hand, pausing for a moment upon seeing Hinata.
From where he was standing, he received an optimal view of her human body, from her indigo hair, to her heaving bosom. Hinata was stark still beneath his gaze, her cheeks growing more and more red as his dark eyes devoured her body - roaming up and down her figure with little regard.
“Cut it out, otouto.” Itachi purred, licking her leg. “You’re scaring the poor girl.”
Sasuke smirked. “Sorry about that, Hinata.” he said. “But… I wasn’t expecting your human form to be so… for lack of a better word, beautiful.”
Hinata blinked. “B-b-beautiful?” she stammered.
“Well, it’s true.” Itachi commented. “You’ve got a body to kill for.” She reached a paw up, poking it into one of Hinata’s breasts, the hybrid squeaking at the cat’s touch. “And plus you’re a real cutie on top of it.” Itachi grinned mischievously. “If you were full human, I’m sure the boys would be lining up around the corner for you.”
“Y-you t-think so…?” Hinata murmured, her cheeks rosy.
Itachi’s cheshire grin only widened. “I know so,” she said, her voice brimming with confidence.
Hinata smiled.
‘I think I’m really going to like it here,’ she thought.
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The next few days were spent hard at work. Itachi continued to direct Hinata on how to clean - either safely perched on Hinata’s shoulder, or on a nearby table. Over the course of the first two weeks of her stay, she slowly began to normalize her motor functions - able to walk around without stumbling, properly grip broomsticks. After a little while, she could even eat with those things that humans used, forks and knifes and such. Of course, she still preferred to roam about the house in her bunny form… it just made her feel a lot more safe and secure, and at home, but it was infinitely easier to get her chores done as a human, for obvious reasons.
Something Hinata noticed, however, was that she never saw Itachi’s human form. Once or twice, she’d catch a glimpse of pale ankles as she trudged up the ramp in her bunny form, or of shockingly raven hair whenever she approached the bathroom as a human - but always, before she could look twice, that same black cat was there in it’s place, Itachi’s dark eyes brimming with amusement.
Sasuke came and went, in and out of the house - either going to the store, or merely going out.. Hinata found that she actually rather liked him - he was quiet, like her, and he never seemed to be that… demanding. He was teasing at best, clearly entertained by how easily he could embarrass her, but he never went to far with it. Not to mention she witnessed just how caring he was to Itachi.
They were really close, Hinata noted. Itachi loved to be perched on Hinata’s shoulder, or in her in lap… but she adored being on Sasuke’s lap. She would always purr in that same, content way whenever Sasuke stroked her fur - and the way she looked at him whenever he walked into the house… it was really quite amazing to see.
Sasuke was the same way to her. Any slight problem Itachi had as a cat, Sasuke would fix it nearly immediately. Perhaps, a ramp would give out, barring off access to the dining table or the sink. Sasuke would leap to action, ensuring that his sister was able to get to her destination in minutes, clearly having a stockpile of sorts in order to hastily erect replacements for the ramps and such.
Was Hinata attracted to him?
Physically, in her human form, it was undeniable. Sasuke was just… a really hot human, with those impossibly dark eyes, that way he looked at her as if he was staring into her very soul…
But… was she attracted to him emotionally?
She wasn’t sure. In any case, he certainly had an unfair advantage in that regard. After all, he was the first human she had ever really… interacted with. Combined with Itachi, he was one of the only two people she had ever really had a conversation with, ever talked with, spoken with, eaten with… unless you counted a few brief bonds formed back in the forest, which had been formed and broken as Mother Nature had permitted.
But still… she was sure. It was confusing. Hinata loved living with Itachi and Sasuke - it was quite honestly the best thing that had ever happened to her. But all these new emotions were so… confusing, and really, sometimes, she missed the simplicity of the forest.
Sometimes.
Sasuke, sometime in her first week, had taken the liberty of explaining to her the human calendar. He said that it was a way to tell time, to keep track of dates and such. He told her that when they’d first brought her in, it had been the fourth of December. The fourth day out of thirty one, the twelfth month out of twelve… it was really confusing to her still, but again, she was still learning.
Another week passed.
And then, two days into the fourth week… something happened.
Hinata was in her human form. Sasuke had been kind enough to go out and get her some clothes - she was sure he must have been deathly embarrassed to go out and buy her things like undergarments and dresses… but, he had done it after a particularly rough spell of what could only be described as ‘puppy dog eyes’ from Itachi, despite her obviously feline persuasion. It had worked, however, and two hours after he’d departed, he had returned with bags full of dresses, bras, and panties.
Of course, Hinata had fainted upon seeing them. But, once she had woken up, Itachi - still in her cat form, always in her cat form - went through the motions with her, getting Hinata to try on different bras until she found a size that fit, and repeating the same thing with panties and dresses and such.
In the end, they had found her size, and now, she was wearing a beautiful blue dress that fell to her knees. She disliked the way it clung to her curves - it made her feel unnecessarily exposed in front of Itachi and Sasuke - but other than that, it was amazing.
She was halfway through sweeping the fireplace, Hinata biting her lip as she strained to get that last bit of ash out of a little nook, when-
A sudden flash of heat tore through her. For an instant, she felt as if she were suddenly in the middle of an oven - so hot, so swelteringly hot. The broom fell from her hands, dropping to the ground with a clatter. She stumbled backwards, falling into the armchair, her breaths coming fast and hard.
And then, as suddenly as it had come, the heat disappeared.
Hinata was left panting, her indigo hair sticking to her face with sweat, her cheeks bright red. Itachi, nor Sasuke were nowhere to be found.
She took a bath to clean herself off - which, in itself, was a whole different experience from anything she had ever experienced before. But, that was something that she could get into a different time.
But, the heat just kept coming, and coming, never ceasing, never ending. Days passed, with no recourse.
Eventually, she confided in Itachi.
“I know what’s wrong with you.” Itachi said, hanging her head slightly.
Hinata stared at her, wide eyed. She was in her bunny form - but even that wasn’t completely safe. Sometimes, she would just be forced into her human body, and then be forced to endure the heat flash all over again. It was awful.
“What is it?” Hinata blurted, not even stuttering in her panic.
Itachi sighed. “You’re… in heat, so to speak.” the cat said simply.
Hinata blinked. “I-In h-heat…?” she stammered.
Itachi nodded her head. “I’m not well versed in this,” Itachi admitted. “So… this could be complete and totally correct - or, it could be guesswork.” She took a deep breath. “As far as I can tell, when a female hybrid like you or I comes of age… that is to say, turns eighteen, we start feeling… urges. To mate. But - not as an animal, as you might expect, but instead as a human.”
“T-t-to m-mate?” Hinata said.
“Exactly.” Itachi said. “Now, there’s ways to mitigate your urges. Erm… sexual toys, and things of that nature can work. But… the only foolproof way to put an end to those heat flashes for a good while… is to mate with a human male.” Another long pause, as Itachi allowed Hinata to absorb those words. “Now… there’s… umm… there’s three options, that Sasuke and I have discussed before hand.” Itachi said. “Either we can try and find you a human boyfriend. We could set up some kind of discrete one night stand. Or… you could have sex with Sasuke and I.”
Hinata was silent, for a long, long while.
“I-I don’t l-like the sound of o-options one and t-two.” Hinata murmured. “S-so… I’ll…” She turned not red, not crimson, but vermillion. “I’ll g-go with option three, Itachi-san.”
Itachi offered her a kind smile. “Alright,” the cat said. “When Sasuke gets home…”
“... we’ll get started.”
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When Sasuke came home about an hour later, he returned to a horribly flushed Hinata sitting at the kitchen table - Itachi sitting in front of her, quietly talking.
“- among humans is a little different than it is with animals.” Itachi was saying. “Most, if not all of the time, it’s for pleasure and love rather than for impregnation or anything of that sort. Of course, you’ll be doing it to get rid of those nasty hot flashes… but, that doesn’t mean it has to be all that bad.”
Sasuke blinked. “What the hell are you two talking about…?” he asked, his mouth a thin line.
Hinata jumped, not having noticed him arrive, while Itachi merely smiled. “Hinata, it seems, came of age recently, otouto.” Itachi said to Sasuke, turning to her little brother and peering up at him in her cat form.
“How recently?” Sasuke asked.
“Well…” Itachi said. “She said the first hot flash happened about three days ago. So, that means her birthday must be on the twenty seventh.”
Sasuke nodded. “We’d better put that on the calendar for next year then,” he said, sliding into a seat opposite Hinata. “You had the talk with her, right? About what the options were?”
“I did,” Itachi said. “Hinata chose to go with us in the end.” She smiled. “I’m sure you’re alright with that, no?”
Sasuke shrugged. He wasn’t going to protest - Hinata’s human form was pretty damn sexy if he said so himself, and those big white eyes, those fluffy ears and that puffy tail only made her cuter. Plus, he had grown to like the bunny, and he really hadn’t expected her to pick the other two options. The idea of sweet little Hinata going out for a one night stand, or actually obtaining a human boyfriend that could look past her strange status as a hybrid was… well, unlikely.
“So, how are we going to do this?” Sasuke asked.
“I was thinking we could give her a little… well… demonstration.” Itachi said, her tail swaying from side to side. “We’ll have to ease Hinata into it, and I think some visuals will help her grow used to sex.”
Hinata, meanwhile was hardly aware of the conversation Sasuke and Itachi were having. Her face was still vermillion, and Itachi’s voice had hardly been audible over the pounding of blood in her ears. Let’s just say, in the hour that it had taken for Sasuke to get home, Itachi had enlightened Hinata on a lot of things she would have preferred to kept secret.
‘That explains a lot…’ she thought, thinking back to something that had happened the previous summer - when she had watched a human male spray some kind of yellow liquid onto a tree. ‘So they can go potty and mate with that thing?’
It was a little confusing, how Itachi had phrased it. Those two big orbs on her chest weren’t part of the ‘main’ act, but they were necessary to help get her aroused. And that little mound in between her legs, the male - or in this case Sasuke, she supposed - would stick something called a… penis into it?
She rubbed her head.
“-ata.”
Hinata blinked.
“Hinata…?” Itachi’s voice called.
“Oh, s-sorry!” Hinata stammered, her face heating up even more… if that was possible. “U-um… w-what’s going on?”
Itachi shook her head slightly, although she was smiling. “Sasuke and I are going to give you a little… tutorial, of sorts.” the cat said. “Just follow Sasuke and I.”
As if on cue, Sasuke scooped Itachi up in his arms, and set off out of the kitchen and up the stairs. Hinata trailed behind him, her legs a little shaky. Soon, they were inside of Itachi’s - and, Hinata was beginning to realize - and Sasuke’s bedroom.
How hadn’t she noticed it before? There were three wardrobes, one of them filled with male clothes, the other topped with feminine clothes. Of course, she’d only been in here once - and that was to get the white dress from Itachi when she had first transformed into her human form in front of the feline - but… still.
Sasuke set Itachi down on the bed, the cat purring appreciatively. He stepped past Hinata and out of the room, disappearing for a minute or two - before returning with a wooden, straight backed chair that he set down a few feet from the side of the bed.
He gave her a pointed look, and Hinata dutifully sat down on the chair, her hands in her lap.
Itachi smiled, giving her paw one last lick.
And then, in the blink of an eye, she began to transform. Unlike Hinata - who was still unused to transforming between human and bunny on the flick of a dime - it was seamless. One instant, there was a cat sitting on the bed… and the next, there was a human female.
Hinata was dumbfounded by Itachi’s beauty. It seemed that brother and sister had a lot in common, because if Sasuke was hot, then Itachi was sexy. Hinata hardly seemed to notice the implications of Itachi being naked, because she was too busy taking in the body of the woman she had only previously seen as a cat before.
Moderately sized, plump, perfectly rounded breasts. Wide hips, a slim stomach, long and luscious legs. Everything about her seemed to be incredibly proportioned, the width of her hips looking amazing when compared to her legs or her arms or… anything. Her smile was kind, her hair a dark raven black that framed her face. Hinata also noted that the mound in between her legs wasn’t covered with all that much hair - it looked neatly trimmed instead, a contrast from Hinata’s own forest.
Of course, the animal like features were still there. Black, cat ears that poked out from the sides of her head. Two, thin, whisker-like marks that drifted down her cheeks - although she could probably pass those off as scars, or tear troughs. And Hinata just could make out a long, thin tail that sprouted from just above her backside.
There were a few things that threw Hinata off, though. Several dark marks that marred Itachi’s neck. Her impossibly red lips, as if they were slightly sore from being pressed up against something. The way she winced as she moved her leg, as if she had sprained it or something.
“What do you think?” Itachi said, smiling at her, her dark eyes twinkling with amusement.
“Y-you’re… b-beautiful!” Hinata said.
Her smile grew wider. “Thank you,” Itachi said quietly, blowing a lock of raven hair out of her eye. While Hinata had been busy observing Itachi, Sasuke had taken the liberty of undressing - and now, he was easing himself onto the bed beside his sister, completely nude.
He wasn’t… bulky, Hinata thought, but he was muscled. And clearly very much in shape, if the well defined muscles on his chest, and powerful arms and legs were anything to go by. But what really caught her attention was the monster that dwelled in between his legs. It wasn’t… freakishly big, but it was certainly massive - at the very least eight or nine inches, even though it was still flaccid, resting gently against his thigh.
“You ready?” Itachi asked, glancing at Sasuke.
“As ready as I’ll ever be.” he murmured, leaning in. He cupped her cheek, capturing her lips in a deep kiss that Itachi gratefully returned.
Hinata blinked.
It took her a second to put two and two together.
‘Itachi-san told me that she’s about twenty three.’ Hinata thought. ‘And, if she started having the same hot flashes that I did five years ago… and she’s never had a boyfriend or anything of that sort, then… she and Sasuke-kun…’
Huh. She had known the siblings were close, but to be lovers? It came a little out of left field. Still - she didn’t really mind it all that much. Not being human, with their prejuices against incesntous relationships, she really just kind of… well, didn’t care. If anything, it was kind of sweet to her how much they cared for each other - and it really added another layer of depth to those longing looks, those warm nights by the fire where Itachi, in her cat form, would sit in Sasuke’s lap.
That also explained Itachi’s unwillingness to brandish her human form in front of Hinata - always making sure that dinner was cooked before Hinata came trudging up the ramp in her bunny form, always making sure that she was safely concealed in her cat form. The hickies, the limping, the love bites… it was all evidence that Itachi knew would point to her and Sasuke’s affair, before she was ready to tell Hinata about it.
They kissed for another moment, before sort of… melting into each other’s arms. Soon, Itachi was straddling Sasuke, her bust pressed against his chest, their legs interlocked with one another.
“When you start,” Itachi explained. “You have to make sure that both parties are aroused. Now, it’s typically easier for a male to get aroused than a female - but, it can be just as easy for me to get wet, as it is for Sasuke to get hard.”
She reached a hand down, grasping the base of Sasuke’s member and giving it a few tentative strokes. Hinata gasped as it quite literally rose to attention, hardening and thickening, blood pumping through the engorged appendage until it was pointing up at the ceiling like some kind of tower.
“Apparently, that’s not the case this time.” Itachi said, smirking ever so slightly.
Sasuke rolled his eyes.
“I’m a little wet right now,” Itachi said. “But… Sasuke is going to have to put in a little extra work to really get me there.” She looked down at her brother, smiling. “Would you care to do that, otouto?”
“It would be my pleasure.” Sasuke said.
One of his hands fastened around a breast, squeezing it gently, rolling one of Itachi’s perky nipples in between his thumb and pointer. He grabbed her other breast as well - but with that one, he leaned forward, taking it into his mouth and suckling at it almost like a newborn.
“Mmm…” Itachi groaned, her cheeks turning slightly rosy. “Thankfully, my otouto has quite the way with his hands and mouth.” Almost subconsciously, she began to grind her hips against Sasuke’s - her tail standing erect, poking against one of her brother’s feet. “Just a little more… oh… there we go.” She let out a full fledged moan. “Alright, I think I’m wet enough…” Itachi mumbled.
Sasuke let her breast fall free from his mouth with a pop. “Alright,” he said.
“After you’re done with foreplay,” Itachi continued, turning her head back to face Hinata - who was staring at them rather wide eyed. “The next thing that you and… well, Sasuke, will do is start having intercourse. I’m sure Sasuke can do most of the work for your first time - after a while, you’ll get the hang of it.”
Hinata nodded her head slowly. Just… watching them was making her feel kind of… hot. Not in the strange, burning way that her hot flashes had been like - but… a sort of… it was hard to describe, but kind of a tingle, in her loins, a little spring in her stomach that seemed to be coiling ever so slowly.
The bunny-turned-human watched as Sasuke gripped the base of his member, lining it up carefully with Itachi’s sopping wet folds. With a gentle pump of his hips, he slid inside - both brother and sister letting out a pleasurable groan.
He began to thrust up into her, his arms tightly gripping Itachi’s backside. Hinata guessed - correctly- that he did that for leverage, allowing him to penetrate even deeper into Itachi. It was a little… astounding, Hinata thought, that Itachi was even able to take that. And yet, she did, Hinata watching as all ten inches of Sasuke’s member buried inside of Itachi again and again, coming out slathered in yet another layer of his sister’s juices.
“There’s-” Itachi tried to talk, but Sasuke hit a particularly sweet spot inside of her, and a moan was forced out instead. She glared at Sasuke for a moment, before turning back to Hinata. “There’s a lot of different positions you can do this in,” Itachi said, biting her lip to keep herself from moaning more - although Sasuke shared no such reservations, groaning and moaning himself every now and then. “This- this is called cowgirl. There’s missionary, reverse cowgirl, doggystyle… pretty much anything and everything you could think of.”
Sasuke continued to thrust up into her, Itachi now rocking her hips back and forth in order to intensify the pleasure. She looked a little sweaty now, her raven hair sticking to her face, her cheeks flushed.
“Now… here’s something I forgot to mention.” Itachi mumbled. “Females and males ejculate a little differently. Females do it exclusively for pleasure - but boys do it for that, but also to impregnate women. Currently, I’m on something called birth control… which stops me from getting pregnant. We’ll make sure to get you some as well, so don’t worry about that.”
“O-okay…” Hinata stammered out, rubbing her thighs together, uncomfortably aware of the wetness in her own loins.
This continued on for a little while, Sasuke thrusting, Itachi bouncing up and down, thick slaps echoing throughout the room as they made love. Sometimes, they would exchange sloppy, open mouthed kisses. Sometimes, Itachi would nibble pleasantly at Sasuke’s neck, and other times, Sasuke would once again take one of his sister’s breasts into his mouth.
Itachi could tell that Sasuke was close, judging by the way his member was throbbing inside of her, and the way he was beginning to thrust faster and faster. She was close as well, dangerously so. It would only take a little nudge to get her there - but she knew Sasuke was holding back, wanting them both to cum together.
“There’s- multiple ways a man can ejculate.” Itachi ground out, still wanting to inform Hinata. “There’s… umm… two ‘basic’ ways. He can either cum inside… or simply pull out, and do it on your stomach or something. There’s the facial - basically, he shoots his ejculate onto your face.”
Her ears went pink. Sasuke smirked, although he chose not to say anything.
“A-nyways,” Itachi said. “He can shoot it into your mouth, on your breasts… but the typical way is for it to be inside.”
“Umm… okay.” Hinata said, tilting her head to the side curiously.
Another minute or two passed.
And then, with a loud, piercing moan from both of them - they came together. Itachi threw her head back, Sasuke growling as he came deep inside of his sister, his hot white cum meeting with her sweet nectar to form a sort of whirlwind inside of her.
They both shivered and shook for a moment, before Itachi fell flat on Sasuke’s chest. After a moment, they managed to sit up - Sasuke wounding an arm around Itachi’s torso as he pulled out of her, swinging his legs off of the bed and onto the floor. Itachi did the same.
“That should be enough for you to get a basic idea of what’s going to happen.” Itachi said, her cheeks rather rosy, uncomfortably aware of where Hinata’s gaze was - namely, watching as Sasuke’s cum slowly leaked from her snatch.
“O-okay!” Hinata said, standing up suddenly. “I-I u-um… havetogotothebathroom!”
Sasuke and Itachi blinked as Hinata scurried out of the room.
“Think we scared her?” Sasuke said.
Itachi bit her lip. “Well… it’s not something she can avoid,” Itachi said. “It’s better if we do it now, instead of making her suffer those dreadful hot flashes any longer than she has to.”
“I suppose so.” Sasuke drawled.
Hinata, indeed went to the bathroom - flinging herself into the room, closing the door and making sure to lock it behind her. She was hot. She was hot all over, burning up, the tingling in her loins unbearable. She sat down on the toilet lid, hiking up her skirt, pulling aside her panties and gazing at the tangle of indigo hair that lay beneath - her mound completely soaked through with a potent smelling fluid that seeped from inside of her folds, dripping down her thighs.
She was curious, almost like a small child. Hinata reached a hand down, slipping a finger into her folds, letting out a sigh of relief as a bit of the aching was blissfully taken away.
Hinata went further. She added a second finger, penetrating deeper and deeper. Soon, her moans began to fill the cramped bedroom, until, before long - she experienced her first ever orgasm, the hybrid letting out a shaky groan as she came, copious amounts of her juices spilling onto the carpet of the bathroom.
She was left, huffing and panting inside of the bathroom, her face red, one of her hands slick with her juices. But, for the first time days, she felt… free. There was no more aching - no more hot flashes that she had to contend with. Hinata felt content. Happy.
But, she knew that it wasn’t to last. Soon, it would come back - and it would keep coming back, until she slept with Sasuke and soothed her ache for a while to come.
She would be lying if she said she wasn’t dreading it ever so slightly. But, if just her fingers could bring her this kind of pleasure… she couldn’t even imagine what an experienced human male like Sasuke could do.
For a long while, she merely sat there, lost in her thoughts.
A knock came at the door. “Hinata?” Itachi’s voice came through the wood. “Dinner’s almost done. You alright in there?”
“I-I’m fine!” Hinata stammered, her face heating up. “I-I just n-need another m-minute!”
“Well… hurry up.” Itachi said. Clearly, she was in her human form - Hinata could hear her footsteps as she walked away.
Hinata took a moment to collect herself, washing her hands, using a rag to wipe down her folds before dragging her skirt back down. She took a deep breath, staring at herself in the mirror, at her bunny ears and her impossibly white eyes.
And then, she stepped out of the bathroom, and into the hallway. The door closed with a snap behind her.
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