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The Insecure Hero	By : BitterNTR Category: Naruto > General Views: 36647 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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- 1-The Insecure Hero [NTR]
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AN: Been gone for a while. Pretty busy and what not. But I'm back with a new fic with a premise unseen here so far. Before you ask, it was inspired by a Doujin. Probably won't drop this one unless I lose the will to go on with it. I do have some ideas on where it's going, and the second chapter is about 1/4 done. Hang tight for a week or so I guess.
Chapter 1: The Insecure Hero
Uzumaki Naruto was undoubtedly a hero, a man who had managed to stop a literal goddess from razing the world and starting it anew, as well as beating a number of insane, incredibly powerful psychopaths on the way there. Feats that would have required courage and confidence, with a dash of insane recklessness.
So, why was it that he was unable to see himself as a man who deserved a woman like Hyuuga Hinata as his wife?
She was everything he dreamed of in a woman, someone who was kind, gentle and caring, but also had an inner fire that burned like a fire-storm when necessary. A woman who was beautiful both inside and out, with a body that seemed to have been crafted from heaven and a heart cast from solid gold.
Naruto could never wipe the moment of watching her stand up against the man, a being who could manipulate the very forces of gravity, for the sake of saving him. His wife had gone toe to toe with the person who had crushed their village and stomped on the only hope left, all without blinking. And then she had nearly died after professing his love to him.
But that was a time long ago.
He would never forget battling his own inner demons when he was a bit younger, a literal manifestation of hatred that had taken his shape and form. The man had beaten it years ago, yet what was all of this self-hatred he had yet to leave behind? He didn’t really know. Perhaps it was his childhood, being neglected and ignored for so long, that he had come to believe that even he didn’t deserve love like this. That he didn’t deserve to love others besides more than just seeing them as friends.
Sometimes, he didn’t even see himself as a person who deserved love. It was as if he were blind, so blind that he couldn’t even see why he deserved to have earned everything he had now in his life so far.
Such was merely the start of his problems. His inner demons had managed to worm their way further into his mind and heart, corrupting them and making him see things that weren’t really there or actually happening. They filled his head up with disgusting thoughts that made him grit his teeth and caused his mood to sour.
Thoughts of self-doubt, that his wife had chosen him despite there being better men out there, and how they would take advantage of this. To himself, Naruto wasn’t charming, or charismatic, or romantic. He tried, yes, but he didn’t know if he was actually any of those traits.
And whether it be by choice or not, Naruto was constantly plagued with frustrating visions and hallucinations involving his wife… and other men. How they were so much better at talking to him, and how they always seemed to make Hinata go weak in the knees for them. How they… Ugh, just the mere thought made him queasy.
It was no mere Genjutsu, that much he knew since he was completely invulnerable to almost all types of mental attacks. But they were so lifelike and happened even in broad daylight, during moments when he was fully awake and functioning as well, that it was hard to determine if he was actually being mentally manipulated or not. And as much as he knew that they were fake, it was like being trapped in a nightmare, unable to say or do anything. Just frozen where he was, watching events unfold before him.
He had even started to question if what he was seeing was real or not. Maybe he was just starting to go crazy?
Even now, as he sat in a public diner that had packed to the brim with people, Naruto felt the familiar feeling of his stomach churning. The uncomfortable feeling of nausea as a person struggled to keep the contents of their stomachs within themselves while simultaneously keeping their feet glued to the turbulent ground of the shaking world.
Hinata sat opposite of him with a concerned look on her beautiful face, her plate of breakfast items pretty much cleared while his had yet to be touched.
“Naruto-kun… Are you okay?” She had lost that stutter of hers years ago, and while Naruto did miss that little factor of adorableness, hearing his wife’s naturally soft and silky voice going without a hitch was far better. “You haven’t eaten a single bite, and you don’t look too good.”
Naruto managed a smile, enough for her sake, and tiredly breathed out. “I’m fine, Hinata.” He mumbled, “Just a bit of a headache.”
He glanced up to his lovely wife, admiring her with worn blue eyes. She looked absolutely lovely despite her simple attire. Gone were the thick jackets she had sported when she was younger. Her confidence was far better than before now that she had married the man she had always loved.
Thus, she had no real need to hide any longer. Like a pupa shedding it’s shell and emerging as an amazing butterfly, Hinata had gone through puberty like no other. Whilst already having developed nicely in her teens, it was only through adulthood that she had really started to grow.
Her sleeveless blouse truly displayed just how busty the woman really was and the tight, short shorts clinging to her lower-half emphasised that she wasn’t entirely top-heavy. All in all, she had filled out nicely. Some might even say that she might have filled out a bit too much had they been there to witness the amount of bras and clothes the woman had burned through as her bust progressively grew. Her new style of clothing also drew the attention of normal, virile men.
Virile men such as the younger man who was nearby the pair, silently gazing at Hinata with a lustful aura surrounding him. There was nothing too special about said man too, with short blond hair that had been tied up into a neat bun and slightly tanned skin. Besides the ordinary clothing, he did wear a large, smirk on his face as he visually savoured Hinata from the short distance, undressing her with the use of his eyes and mind no doubt. While there was nothing notable about him, the man was admittedly handsome enough to get women to turn their heads.
And that was enough to make Naruto’s eye subconsciously twitch.
Naruto was no fool. He knew just how many people stared at his wife as they walked down the street in public. And while others would’ve been prideful of having such a lovely catch, Naruto did also felt a tinge of annoyance and jealousy. A sense of uneasiness that he tried to suppress and hide from his wife. Still, he would never say anything nor would he force Hinata to change her outfit. He liked her just the way she was and wouldn’t change a thing about her.
Still, his attention was focused slightly on the man. Naruto could tell that he was a citizen of Kumo that had come to Konoha for vacation. Now that the Five Great Hidden Villages were all united, their borders were open to each other and their economies boomed. Thus, people could walk in and out of villages so long as they carried identification with them.
But Naruto didn’t care who he was. He just wanted the man to stop staring at his woman. Despite being deeply compelled to get the man to direct his eyes to the plate in front of him instead of his wife, Naruto had to cool himself down whilst balancing his shaky stomach. It wasn’t like it was illegal to admire women without disturbing them. As such, he simply bit down on his tongue and kept his silence. So long as the visions didn’t come back then he was fine.
…right?
Hinata reached her hand out across the table, gently resting her hand over Naruto’s. “You’ve been working too hard nowadays, Naruto-kun. Maybe you should take a break?” Her gaze held worry and concern, which Naruto smiled at.
Sighing, Naruto tilted his head back and gazed up into the bright light of the ceiling lamp. He couldn’t help but agree. “You’re right. I could use a day out of the village.”
He had no idea that the job of the Hokage was so draining, and he wasn’t even one yet! All he had been doing was helping Kakashi out, who was swamped with work at the Hokage’s tower. Relieving his mentor’s burden had been the chance to really get a peek into how a proper Hokage should run the village and was also a good opportunity for him to learn that an assistant would save him a lot of stress.
“How about a day at the beach, one day?” Hinata asked, “Maybe some fun in the sea will release some stress?”
Naruto looked back down, but before he managed to form a reply, the stranger who had been staring at Hinata had already walked up to their booth and saddled himself right next to Hinata, an arm thrown over her shoulders. Hinata herself was visibly surprised when she felt someone slide right up next to her, and rest his arm on her bare, smooth shoulders. She frowned and turned to tell the man off, but when she caught sight of his dashing face Naruto noticed that she began to blush slightly.
The man’s fingers danced and caressed the elegant skin of her shoulder, his thumb drawing circles teasingly.
“Hey there, cutie.” The man began, his other hand tapping away at the table, “What’s a hot piece of ass like you doing with this fuckwad? You look like you could use a real man.” The man seemed to have no idea that he was speaking to one of the men who had literally saved the world.
The tapping hand then shifted, slowly landing onto her belly and slowly sliding down towards her pants. His hand quickly vanished behind the waistband of her shorts. The hand that had been wrapped around her shoulder snaked down to her chest and started to grope the large sacks of fat it had managed to get its claws around. Hinata kept her mouth shut, appearing quite embarrassed at being touched by another man in front of her husband.
The words died in Naruto’s throat and he found himself frozen to the seat. The sensation of plummeting through the sky without any control at all filled his body. He stared in both horror and anguish at his wife being groped and fingered by a complete stranger.
“Aahhh~! Please stop…” Hinata gasped out, squirming in her seat, “N-Naruto-kun is watching…”
In a greasy voice that reeked of depravity, he whispered into Hinata’s ear. “You want me to stop, but your pussy says otherwise. It sure is wet down here, so wet that your panties are all drenched.” Soft squelching noises could be heard, sounds of his slicked fingers digging deeper into Hinata’s understandably soaked crotch. “Say, who’s this loser with you? He your boyfriend or something?”
Hinata managed to respond to the Kumo native with deeply pursed lips, trying her best not to moan too loud. “H-He’s… Mmm… my husba~aaaahh!~nd…”
“Married?” The man said with just a tinge of surprise before he continued his assault on the married Hyuuga, “Heh. Even hotter.” This time, however, the nimble fingers that toyed with her breast worked away at her buttons before opening up her shirt, revealing Hinata’s bust and the lacy black bra that held them back as best as they could. The shirt was removed promptly after.
“Fuck, your bra looks like it’s going to burst with how huge your tits are.” The Kumo citizen snickered as his fingers magically undid her lingerie, her bra falling down and quickly forgotten; her breasts freed from their prison and now out in the open air. The hand returned, grabbing her tit and switching between each whilst toying with her nipples. Flicked and rolled around between his magic fingers, it didn’t take long before Hinata’s nipples turned erect. He took advantage of the situation, quickly swooping down and popping one of them into his mouth, the moist muscle in his mouth working hard at teasing Hinata’s aroused breast and nipple.
If Hinata face hadn’t been red before, now it was stained bright red, a similar trait she used to have when they were both younger and when she was still embarrassed to talk to her crush. Except this time, it was because her tits were out in public, with one of them being assaulted by a complete stranger, who also happened to have his writhing fingers jammed knuckle-deep between her thick thighs. It also didn’t help that her husband was rooted to the spot, watching with his jaw to the ground.
Eventually, after a few seconds, he released her with a lip-smacking pop and withdrew his wet fingers from her sopping cunt. Juices and saliva dripped from his fingers and her nipple, and Hinata looked like she had just run a marathon. Beads of sweat rolled down from her forehead and her bright red face contrasted against the pale skin of her body. “Fucking sweet. You’ve got an amazing rack, ma’am. But your pussy’s tighter than I thought. Your husband doesn’t like to fuck you much, does he? Or does he just have a tiny dick? Don’t worry though, I’ll make it up for him and pick it up his slack.””
“Huh?” Hinata mumbled, her lavender-coloured eyes hazed over with arousal and lust, “I don’t- Eh?!” The man had little patience as he lifted Hinata, who was lighter than she looked, up and slid himself underneath her. With a simple tug, the shorts and drenched panties came sliding down her thighs and the Hyuuga beauty wore no more than just her radiant skin.
“Aahh… It looks like your husband wants to watch me fuck you hard.” The man snickered, “Shall we give him the pleasure of seeing his wife’s slutty fuckhole get taken in front of him by a complete stranger?”
Hinata’s eyes widened as she felt her ample ass pressed up against the thick, fleshy object he had between his own legs, and gasped yet again when she felt it slide between her thighs, against her exposed pussy, all lubed up thanks to her natural bodily fluids. Glancing between her massive breasts, Hinata caught sight of the large cock the man had slipped between her legs, the base of his girthy penis spreading the lips of her snatch open.
A terrible laugh rolled out from his gut as he lifted Hinata up into the air once more. Positioning himself against her dripping entrance, he prepared to slam her down and penetrate her in one swift move.
Naruto, realising this, leapt into action. His hand lunged towards the pair that were about to be joined together. He was too late though, as he watched as the thick head of the large cock started to penetrate its way into his wife.
“NOOOOOO!!”
And then he felt the swirling in his stomach suddenly lurch forth.
The guttural scream in his head had brought him back into reality and the blond man blinked rapidly.
“Naruto-kun… Are you okay?” Hinata sat in front of him, completely untouched, fully clothed and looking as beautiful as ever. Her hand was in front of him, moving back and forth before his eyes. “You’re looking paler than before. Are you sure that you’re-”
-Ah, but not only had his head snapped him out of his delusion, but his gut had too. In the form of regurgitation.
“HAAAUGH-ACK!”
In simpler terms, Naruto puked. A wave of greyish-green escaping his gut, going up his throat and going all over the diner's floor.
Hinata was interrupted as what was left of yesterday’s late night dinner was emptied out of her husband’s system. Thankfully, he had the sense to turn his head to the side of the seat and unloaded his sickness away from his wife. Promptly after doing so, Naruto collapsed onto the table. Luckily, he missed his full plate of food. Unfortunately, his thick skull bounced off the table and rattled their plates and silverware.
“Oh my god! Naruto-kun?!” Hinata ignored the fact that some of his vomit had splattered onto her legs and immediately rose from her seat in order to get to his side. She lifted him up and propped him up against the backrest of their seat. He looked worse for wear, looking rather pallid and unwell despite his notorious constitution.
"Ugh..."
The man who had been levelling lusty looks at Hinata had also gotten up from his seat, and rushed over in order to help the man who had just puked. The Kumo stranger stood next to Hinata and had his hand on Naruto’s shoulder, a look of mild worry on his face at seeing a stranger suddenly vomit.
“Hey man, are you alrigh-?!” The man’s words got stuck in his throat at the sight of the intense fire behind those tired blue eyes and stumbled back slightly. Suddenly, it seemed as though the strength returned to him in droves, filling his body right back up and returning him as per normal.
“Don’t touch me.” There was a dangerously cold fury in his voice, but the man had no time to think about it as a cloak of golden chakra quickly engulfed Naruto’s body. Immediately, the would-be successor to the Sixth Hokage was up and about, his face levelled with the Kumo native.
He started to back away from Naruto, his hands up in the air. “H-Hey man, I was just trying to- URK!” Still, despite his apparent surrender, Naruto was still seeing red from the delusion he just had and acted accordingly.
In a flash, he had the man up in the air by his throat, promptly tossing him aside after. With a strangled cry, the man soared through the air and crashed into another booth, which thankfully had no one in it. Still, he had been thrown with enough force that he had splintered the table and destroyed nearly one of the seats. Nearby diners and waitresses screamed as they headed for cover, not wanting to get caught up in the middle of a fight whilst covering their heads as shards of wood scattered throughout the air.
“Naruto-kun, what are you doing?!” Hinata cried as she stared with horror at the tangled limbs that stuck out from behind the mess before looking back to her weary husband, “He was trying to help you!”
Naruto stared off into thin air for a moment before blinking, and the distant look in his sharp, vulpine-like eyes vanished. Now apparently aware of his actions, Naruto allowed the Kyuubi’s Chakra Mode to die off, and the orange-gold cloak around him flickered out of existence. His eyes quickly returned back to normal. And the exhaustion punched him square in the chest, his knees nearly buckling under his own weight.
Brave souls headed out from cover once they noticed Naruto’s rage dying down and immediately went to check on the man that had been tossed aside like a wet rag. Even Hinata had gone over to the injured man’s side in order to check on him, her Byakugan activated as she scanned his bones for any fractures or breaks. She knew just how strong Naruto was, even without the use of the Kyuubi's Chakra Mode. Naruto wasn't looking though, but from the painful groans he seemed to be making, it definitely sounded bad.
Naruto stared at his hands with hollow eyes, wondering what had just gotten over him. Unsure of what to do or if he should even help, he simply stood there and watched on from the sidelines like a child who had been sent to a corner as punishment whilst the crowd tended to the man.
This was not good. Not one bit.
End of the Chapter!
AN: I probably won't be telling you when the other more discrete delusions happen, or if they even are delusions. Naruto won't be able to tell if it is less obvious, but I will write as though she is actually cheating on him. You can decide for yourself whether or not Hinata has actually cheated on Naruto or just assume that Naruto's losing his mind. There might be some clues that say otherwise though...
I definitely have to improve much more in terms of writing, but stick around and maybe things will get better. I'm just not used to writing sex scenes that have other words synonymous with 'penis' and 'vagina' besides 'cock' and 'pussy'.
Anyway, review and whatnot. Tell me if you're interested to see more, if you enjoyed it, or if you didn't, and I'll keep chugging at my day job as well as this story. I hope I can update this eventually.
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