Chapter one-Decisions

"Hiashi…don't do this."

Shaking her head at her husband Hana Hyugga screamed, desperately trying to reason with her husband, Hiashi. He was a mule.

A rock.

A stubborn bastard.

He would never change his mind. Even if he knew it would be the end of him…his clan…and his family.

Looking down stubbornly at his wife, Hiashi shook his head. His white eyes closed with thought. "Hana, you don't understand. This…"

She cut him off.

"Will kill us Hiashi," Hana finished glaring at her husband. Her dark hair draped gracefully along her squared shoulders as she rubbed the small pudge on her stomach. Her bottom lip trembled as she bit it in rage, the urge to slap the mess out of her husband becoming an apparent struggle. She wanted so badly for him to see…to see just how horrible this plan was. To betray Kohonaha…it was a sin in itself.

"Hana listen-"

" No! You listen Hiashi Hyugga. I swear if you go on with this idiotic plan Ill-ill…" Hana shrank back as her husband slammed his fist down on the table rattling the glasses and plates.

"You'll what Hana!? WHAT!?" Hiashi roared losing his leveled head, normally white eyes turned red and a thin nose flared. A dragon had emerged. Hana stared with widened eyes as Hiashi hovered above her, his body language that of an enraged bull. His normally calm eyes were now red with rage, and his lower jaw was working worse then a hammer. She could see the thick pulse veins of his byakugon poking out. Threatening to burst at any moment. Hana tensed, her hands clenching over her stomach protectively. She shivered.

"Do. NOT! Threaten me Hiashi," Hana growled looking at her husband through heated eyes. Her delicate hands forming tight fists. Hiashi growled back.

"Then, don't. Ever. Ever. Threaten me," he whispered fiercely gritting his teeth. His jaw was working up a storm to keep him calm. The thought of loosing his wife scared him as well as angered him to no end. He'd rather die then have that happen.

They stood at a stand off. Both glaring fiercely at each other. Neither wanting to continue this fight, or back down either.

After a few moments Hiashi sighed running a calloused hand through brown locks. His usually hard jaw slackened and milky white eyes softened. He reached for his wife, sliding to his knees, kneeling before her, his head touching hers.

"Hana… I'm sorry. Please don't be upset…."

Hana gazed at her husband with red eyes, tears ready to fall. Her long hair gently framing her oval face. She smiled suddenly, trying to blink away tears, lashes gently touching pale skin as she closed her eyes.

"I too am sorry, Hiashi sama. It's just that I want to be a great mother and wife to you but my mind and instincts are clashing .Please forgive me."

Bowing her head apologetically Hana felt gentle finger tips touch her chin and lift her face to look at him. Hiashi looked at her with gentled eyes. Muttering a soft I know before kissing her full on the lips. Their tongues clashed, searching each other expertly, dancing in each others mouths. Hana moaned kissing her husband and hugging onto foreheads touching.

"I love you Hana."

"I love you too Hiashi."

And with that they broke away from each other and rolled into bed, and lumbered softly to sleep.

Hours later Hana woke up, muttering a soft arigotou to her husband as she slipped out of bed. Tears threatened to slip as she gazed lovingly at him.

She would miss her love and his royal ass holiness greatly. But this…this was something she had to do….if she was going to be a good mother…

Slowly slipping out of her room, Hana shut the door softly behind her and padded down the hall quietly turning into her sleeping daughter's room…