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Never ever in her life Hinata felt this humiliated. Maybe she doesn't use the word humiliated the right way. Embarrassed is a more appropriate word to explain her felling right now. How can in her right mind she could ever be that careless?
'Stupid Hinata! How can you never ever doing things right. How can you not realize he is there? This is even more embarrassing than the last time people stumbled into this secret. How can I face him now after last night even? I couldn't possibly do that now. What face I will make? Thinking about that make me want to disappear. Please just kill me now!'
What could possibly happened to our poor maiden? To answer this question we better get back to two hours ago when this story began.
Protection of the Eight Trigrams Sixty-Four Palms is proven to be useful. Even though she doesn't able to perform Eight Trigrams Palms Revolving Heaven despite her main house status, this -correction- HER technique can compensate for it. If others deem her as a failure, it is okay. In the end they've given her an opportunity to create her own technique... Her own and hers alone.
The only problem is her timid, shy nature. How can she able to tell her clan about her technique if its training revolving around her-almost-naked condition? She better die first. She doesn't remember to have this kind of problem with her other technique, Gentle Step Twin Lion Fists. Of course she have to be decent when trains this, he is there. But, embarrassed as she is, she didn't have much choice. Her only strong points is her flexibility, chakra control, and her determination. So she must practice again and again.
It has been a few months since her last chance to slip past the guard. Her personal protector, her dearest cousin, proved to be the biggest obstacle. He is a light sleeper, very alert, worthy of his jounin status. Today, he is not expected to be home due to his mission. In the evening he come back very tired. His mission is harsh but with a little lucks, he is able to finish early. Still, he slept early and didn't even wake up despite the noise Hinata produced in the next room. So, she determined to stick with her plan. When she opened her door and later close it, she made sure to sense any disturbance in the air cause by change in her cousin chakra's flow. She didn't dare to use her eyes, for its will only cause her more trouble than help. She stay long enough, to long even, just to made herself sure. Then she tiptoed slowly past the guard. Having touch the ground that far from the eyes of her clan, she is as happy as a child on a sunny day. She got her freedom. Nobody will judge her and her action, failure is allowed. She got so happy that she forgot. The world is not hers alone.
He wondered why was she undressing. He then felt relieved that he is the only one watching for the sight before his eyes is not something he would want others to see (nor something he would want to share either). He know as a gentleman he should avert his eyes, turn his back on her, guarding her from unwanted gaze. Still, he couldn't avoid to keep watching. Her curves bewitching him. Her moves enchanted him. She stole his whole attention. Realized that his intense gaze (he is literally starring) can make her aware of his existence, he slowly hiding his presence. He always proud of his ability to suppress his presence and his keen senses toward disruption of chakra flow that he is sure his last act gave his presence away. Much to his astonishment she isn't showing any sign of awareness.
'Oh, my dear lady... How can you be so ignorant? Still so naive and innocent after all this year?'
After that kind of thought his determination to protect her only grows larger. Put his determination and good intentions aside what we got left is a perfectly healthy teenage boy. Not to mention his overprotective nature when it come to his cousin. Yes, it is Neji Hyuga we talking about. Trust it to him, then we got a piece of mind about how alluring is that body, how fragile her heart is, and of course the most important: nobody touch her without his approval, hurt her I kill you, over my dead body, and such on. But, all the blame can't be put solely on him alone. Just look at our maiden dancing so beautifuly on the surface of the water. Her skin shine under the moonlight. Her skin is so white and pale almost ghostly. Her long black hair reflecting the ray of the moon along with her move adding contrast to her pale complexion. Her slightly blushing cheek adorning her face perfecting the contrast. Her lips is another matter. Her training did nothing to it. Her lips still as pink as is pale. But as her pace increasing, her body need for air push her lips slightly open to allow her to breath in more air. As it happen there is only one thought that come to his mind: how will her lips look after he (if ever) violate it? To make the matter worst, her figure doesn't help to calm one mind at all. For him, she is the very definition of perfection.
It already long past gone since he made peace with his mind that she is tickling his wrong side. She stir something dangerous inside him. After long struggle, one denial after other, he come to conclusion that to him she is more than just a cousin, even if he was reluctant to acknowledge it. So, he watched her. He would not lie that he didn't enjoy the view; for when one admire the thing one like the most, one will take as much time to enjoy it; but her carelessness is not something he will tolerate. Slowly, when he sensed her pace slowed and her chakra flow catch a new balance, he gave his presence away so by the time she is finished, his presence is informed.
Then come the worst moment in her life...
She usually finished her training with quick meditation, but of course, after she take her sweet time to catch her breath and enjoy the ambience the world offer. Still panting, she watch the moon reflection on the rippled water surface. She loves it at night. At night, without people, it seems to her, the nature radiating different chakra flow that never failed her. The darkness, the sky, the star and the moon, the wind, the leaves, the tree...
and she stopped. Her mind went blank. She made a quick turn only for her eyes to met with another pair of eyes similar to hers that she knows to well. Its his cousin, stoic as ever, the eyes that still looking straight into hers. Thousand of thought flickering in her head, in a mere seconds. Her blood rushed to her face, heated it, painted it with another shade of red. Her heart pounding so hard that she was sure is going to burst. Between fight or flight, her legs decided it for her brain. She run, fast and far.