近親相姦は間違っている

(Incest is wrong)

ラベンダーの目。

今失われる隠された愛。

大きい情熱。

I got bored and started translating stuff, that was a haiku, Naruto and his peepz and haters and hos © Masashi Kishimoto. The plot and all the other royally fucked up stuff is straight out of my mind.

Love, a paradox made by mankind to ensure its own destruction years after the first declaration of love, thrown around carelessly to those who view its meaning from the friendly to the feisty that leads into the throws of deep unmarred passion on a moonlit night. Above all else is the false accusation of knowing someone loves you, it is IMPOSSIBLE. The best a person can hope is to be shown this emotion through kind acts and the horizontal tango...anywho, once in a blue moon love does shine, although darker desires my block its full beauty.

Chapter 1

The pale orb of light was casting its last rays of light in a desperate attempt to assert its dominance over the darkness that loomed ever greater, quite a beautiful sight if the silent observer sat and watched the wisps of purple and orange rise up into the deep blue sea of a summer night. The lights of the many shops were slowly blinking out of existence against the dark mass of Konoha village, producing a sense of peace and serenity that promised safety from the ravishes of war. Amongst the tangled mass of buildings and the intertwined thoughts and feelings of the lovers who resided within the walls was a certain pair that we are searching for, but unlike the others they are not bound by love, but a need, no an addiction towards one of them, and thoughts of her broken love for another man...introducing Hinata Hyuga.

In the years of Naruto Uzamaki's absence Hinata had matured from a shy girl into a beautiful rose ready to burst forth into the world and be loved and awed at by men... and some women. Her short hair had seemingly flowed out from the atop the creamy white skin of her face, on which sat two beautiful light lavender eyes, in a mass of blue obsidian. The past two three years of intense physical training had left her body lean and taught, yet still retaining some feminine qualities...she was greatly endowed. The shy temperament of the young Hinata was thrown aside in favor of a bubbly personality and an amazing knack for drawing attention away from pink haired drama queens and blond princesses. Unfortunately even the shiniest gems have their smudges, and hers put a crack in her perfect surface and a wilt to her beautiful petals.

Her lean figure was twisted with that of a man who was a shame and a shun only in her own mind, a man who even though every nerve in her body told her that she should keep clear of him, focus on Naruto and her evident love for him. Yet while they howled and set off alarms her nerves needed the familiar sensual touch, the electric tingle on her skin where his lips had been. Yes she, like so many others, was addicted to the infamous pleasure king, who had many in his bed and held none in his heart, the envy of many a lesser shinobi, Neji Hyuga.

Born bearing the ultimate gift that any god could give man, the Byakugan, he had spent the past few years perfecting techniques and studying anatomy almost twenty four seven. His body had been disciplined next to and against a man who had no real ninja ability, and as such many hours in sweltering heat lead to the battering and bruising that came from the rigorous training perfected his body into a sleek, chiseled master piece, which any woman would kill to have in her collection. What Neji could never learn from mere study or through his Byakugan, he merely gained through practice with many different partners, resulting in a jutsu with the same general effect as spermicide, among other techniques.

On this particular evening we find the two cousins after a very energetic and invigorating session of giving Hinata her "fix," which followed the same pattern of them laying in the sheets and her staring out the window, desperately wishing that she could give up her uncontrollable need to feel his body against hers, the warmth of his skin as she was wrapped up in his strong arms, and the tickle of his rapid eager breathe in her ear. Surely no amount of drugs could give the same great feeling without any bad side effects, right?

"You should be going soon Hinata-chan...you know if Hiashi finds out why you have been late coming home he will..." Neji's voice trailed off as his gaze settled on Hinata's own beautiful lavender orbs. Out of the many women who came crawling back time and time again, "for a taste of sweet candy," Hinata was his favorite, he couldn't figure why...perhaps because it was a forbidden fruit angle.

" I wish we could stay like this...forever," she said, resting her cheek on his chest, slowly listening to his heart beat, the smooth rhythm echoing her own dull pulse. In that act he could see what it was that made her his favorite, she was looking to him for something psychological and not just physical, some thing she feared, and a small part of her knew, she couldn't get from Naruto.

"We could," he cooed, unconsciously stroking her soft, silken hair with one hand, the other moving his own sweat soaked tangles away from his face.

"Neji-kun, you know that we can't," Hinata stopped and bit her lip, the implication being that she was serious considering what she believed to be his offer. Finally she sat up and shook her head, the next set of words coming out in barely a whisper, "Hiashi would get suspicious...and N-Naruto...Naruto is waiting for me...," she sat up letting the sheets slip off her delicate frame, revealing the smooth flesh beneath.

A fine scene of unparalleled beauty was set before Neji, there stood his "beloved" cousin, wearing the clothes that God gave her, fighting of the last claws of orange and purple, seemingly trying to shine brighter than the goddess that sat between it and the rest of the world.

"Hinata," Neji murmured as he stood up, turning her to face him, "you look like you might need another dose to get you through the night..." he drew her close and pressed his lips against her, seemingly breathing new life into her cheeks, turning them a dark crimson.

The night was young, and so where they, and besides, what is the point of life if we can't have the pleasures we want?

This is my first fanfic and I hope I did okay, my Japanese is from so if it is wrong, I wont be surprised. Leave a review if you want, and um peace out y'all, Naruto will be in the mix soon enough, but if you wanna see them get freaky click -here- and you should be able to find the rest.