When In Rome

by dreambigwh11

...do as the romans do, or so they say. So what DO they do in Rome? Well, I guess I'm about to find out. Except it's not Rome, it's Texas, and I'm a foreign exchange student from Japan, so there's that. Hinata POV, modern age America, set in the summer of 2017. Forewarning for minor use of explicit language and sexual content.

1. Summertime (And The Livings Easy)

A/N: Yano, I hate to say it, but I kinda lost the motivation to resume Wrong Path at the moment. I've had a lot of things going on in my life that have brought me to the edge of my seat and right now isn't the right time to pick it up and continue it. I will, however, continue it in the coming three months when I can get my bearings straight and make sure I know exactly where I'm going with it and what the future plans I have for it are. Those being how many more chapters, when am I ending it, etc.

Now this is something I've been writing for the past three months. When in Rome, do as the romans do, right? Well this is just a small little journey, or I should say part one of a little journey. This has no set plans, no set release dates, no set storyline, I'm just letting it flow and flow until I feel comfortable releasing the next part of it. This one is closer to thirty four thousand words in just the first chapter/part which I call Downfall, and it's basically just that.

Once more we're following Hinata but this time in a one hundred percent modern universe (with the Americas, etc., basically all the same history) except the only characters from the Naruto universe in this story (as of now, at least) are Naruto, Hinata, Sasuke, Sakura (oh we'll get to that), and to an extent Hiashi. Why am I writing this? Well to put it simply...this is something that's flowing a lot easier than WP right now, something I don't have to think about too much, something that's naturally coming.

I just moved today, August 25th, 2017, into a new house with my new car in the middle of an ever-nearing hurricane, so yeah, it's been a shitty situation turned good that was turned back to bad with my personal problems and demons. But I digress, y'all ready for some story? Eh, doesn't matter, I'm posting it anyways!

DISCLAIMER: This part will feature heavy sexual themes, repeated smoking of the marijuana, and a whole bunch of other shit including self harm and suicidal themes among other things. It will also feature some elements of my hometown, Houston, and a lot of music that I DO NOT own any of it. I mean, Jesus Christ, why do I even have to say that? It's not like...moving on. And lastly I don't own any of the Naruto characters or references. Enjoy, review, favorite and follow, too!

WHEN IN ROME...

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June 10th, 2017, 10:45 am.

Ugh, why did life have to be this hard? I thought being an exchange student from Osaka, Japan and coming to the states, more specifically Texas, would be like a dream vacay for me. No, instead it's been hell on earth, if you could eve call this god forsaken country 'earth', it's more like a carnival.

Where am I supposed to start? Let's start with the backstory, shall we?

I moved here in late August of 2015 on advice from my dad, Hiashi Hyuuga, one of the principle owners of Hyuuga motor enterprise, which owns Nissan and thirty percent of the American made Jeep company. Funny how a country that warred against the vehicles in WWII would now help manufacture it, huh?

However, I digress. Ever since my moms untimely passing when I was just five it made things hard on him, me and my newborn sister, and he's cracked down on me hard ever since I turned sixteen. 'You need to take school more seriously if you hope to take over this company when I decide it's time' my fathers words rung in my head, haunting me in everything I do and see.

So he sent me to spend my sophomore and senior year of high school here, away from my friends, in an entirely different country that spoke a different language and had a different time zone and different, well, everything. Something about 'to run a business you need to get used to escaping your comfort zone'. Chyeh, like this is gonna work anyways. I came back for summer last year, but this year...

If I tried to count how many times I've told him I am not cut out for the family business I'd need, like, twenty hands with ten fingers on em each. So yeah, I moved into an apartment with three other foreign exchange students, all bills paid, with government and familial assistance. Let's run them down, shall we?

There's Ada Lee, an eighteen year old German exchange from Dusseldorf that spoke decent English, since it is a Germanic language after all, and she's from a family that owns a ton of successful breweries back in the homeland. Rich bitch, as I would say, and so would the next girl on my list.

Isabella is a student that actually moved here full time in June of last year from somewhere in the Catalonia region of Spain, in a town that I've never been able to catch the full name of in the past. She is, by all means, a beautiful woman, standing five foot three inches with a bust to kill for and an ass that, just, hot damn.

Okay, enough of the dark haired Spaniard and onto the last woman, my BFF in Ashleigh from N. Ireland. I guess we get along so well because we're both pale as fuck, have accents that aren't necessarily attractive and generally don't care about our appearances being 'sexy' or 'hot'.

To put it into perspective, Ada Lee is five foot six with long, slender and sexy legs that make up for a decent rear end and a pair of double D breasts to pair so she's got it made for her, and we already covered Isabella, but us? Well, you can catch us on any given weekend chilling at the apartment in sweatpants watching movies and eating ice cream while the other two are out and about with men.

Who am I? Well, they call me..."Hinata! Wake up!" Ugh, shut up Ada, it's only ten forty five and I just got the news that I'm not going home to visit like you and Isa are. Still my eyes fluttered open and were greeted by Ada's shining blue orbs that gazed into mine. "You got a package in just now, thought you'd wanna see it." Oh...woops, thanks!

I'm still not happy to be awake this early on the first weekend of summer break, but oh well. I hopped out of bed and walked over to my dresser, fetching my clothes for the day and headed to the restroom to shower myself awake, lord knows imma need it to be honest. I know by the time I'm done Ash will have coffee made thankfully.

I set my phone on the counter after syncing it with my waterproof speaker and set in on the showers window ledge before dropping the pajamas I was wearing. I looked myself over in the mirror, glancing at the curves I sported yet never showed off. Why don't I? I guess I'm too lazy to figure it out for myself, Ash has to spell it out for me.

Sighing I turned to hot and cold water on, balancing them to a perfectly hot mix before stepping my foot over the edge of the tub, the other one following suit shortly after. I don't know why I'm not happy to be here for the summer, I heard that if you can bear the heat Texas summers are usually filled with lots of fun and lots of sun.

Er, at least that's what all the movies make it seem like, I'll have to determine that for myself. Ever since the day a few days ago that my dad called me and informed me that I need to stay overseas for the summer I've been rather salty and annoyed, mainly because of my fathers insane expectations and reasoning behind me staying.

According to him it's best if I experience a Texas summer at least once in my life, but that's when he trailed off and muttered incoherently, but I could've swore I heard him say something about my mom, a person he rarely brings up, and it's not that I exactly blame hime for it. But I'm probably just hearing things, it's not uncommon for me to.

The water cascaded over my head, dampening and soaking my long, dark hair, almost jet black but it had a tint of purple in it, something I got from my mom apparently. I mulled over my thoughts while the bumping rock music played from my speaker, coasting me along while I soaped up my body, letting the suds cover me.

Yet I couldn't help but think about the package that I apparently got and what could be in it. In the time I've been here I've only received mail that wasn't spam a total of ten times, three from my sister since she usually Facebooks me or something, five from my cousin Neji since he's in Alaska on work and two from my dad.

Sad part is the two letters I got from my dad was paperwork I needed to look over. But I've never gotten a whole package, like a box or anything...eh, I'll see when I get out of the shower, which is now. I stepped out of the shower and dried my body and hair off before throwing my locks into the towel and wrapping it around, leaving it done up.

I slid my arms into the regular black bra and reached behind my back, snapping the locks shut and securing it. Next were my underwear, which was just a pair of normal, no nonsense pink full assed panties. Keeping it simple is a good thing sometimes. Throwing on my athletic booty shorts I made my way from the restroom and into the living room to retrieve the package.

Walking into the living room I spotted Isabella and Ada with their luggage packed up, heading out of the door. They waved goodbye to me, getting a wave from me as I took the package under my arm and walked over to the kitchen table and set it down so I could fix myself up a cup of coffee.

My hand gripped the coffee pot, picking it up and tilting the piping hot liquid into the coffee cup. I dumped a little bit of sugar into it and whisked it around, before tasting it, satisfied with the taste. "Mm, so you found out my fetish for near-topless women in my kitchen making coffee, huh?" I giggled a little bit at the woman behind me.

Turning I faced the blonde woman, someone you might refer to as 'petite'. "Ne, I thought that naked women drinking Guinness and eating potatoes and meat turned you on, Ash-chan?" I asked, getting a nod and some giggles in return. "Thanks for the coffee though, imma need it for when I open this bad boy." I slapped the package roughly.

The blonde girl eyed the package and hummed, looking at the labels on it. "It came from your hometown, but there's no name on it. Could it be your dad?" I shook my head, he'd never send me a whole package when he can't even manage to send me a letter, text or email asking how I am doing, not how school is going.

"Nah, but I'll open 'er up and see what's in store for me." I grabbed a knife from the kitchen and cut the tape on the box, which was approximately a foot tall and a foot and a half wide. Flipping the flaps open I removed the top layer of paper before eyeing the contents of the box which confused me.

A letter was sitting on top, which read 'read after you remove everything-dad'. Huh, so daddy dearest cares about me after all. What was in the box? A photo in a frame of my dad and my mom in front of a monument that looked eerily familiar. "That's...that's the San Jacinto Monument, what were they doing down here though?"

I removed the next few things, which was a few more pictures of them at various monuments and sites, tickets for a baseball game coming up next weekend, one of my all time favorite books from home and a few more knickknacks. "Hmm, so your dad cares, this is news to me. What about you though?" I honestly don't know what to think of this, Ash, maybe the letter will answer everything.

Then again, it could answer absolutely nothing leaving me here even more frustrated and confused. With my dad, remember that nothing is given. Here goes nothing.

"Hinata, enclosed in this box is a few things I figured you might want and some pictures of me and your mother on our honeymoon down there in Houston where you are.
The reason I made the decision to keep you home for the summer is something more than an easily made decision. As much as I hound on you to finish your schooling and stay focused, I know the one thing that made your mother happier than anything was when we were in Texas.
Now, if you're anything like your mother (heaven knows you are) you're gonna enjoy it, but that is only if you make it a good time. Don't sit around and be mopey all summer, go out, enjoy the American baseball game, go to the beaches, the monuments, eat the restaurants that me and your mother ate it that I listed on the flip side of this letter, and just enjoy life overall before you have to come back home.I love you, Hinata, no matter how hard I am on you, and both me and your sister are missing you dearly and wishing you a happy summer.

Love, dad and sis."

My eyes watered a little bit as I scanned over the letter, shocked at the affection shown in this letter. "Yeah...it's news to me too Ash-chan...he hasn't been the same since my mom died so maybe...maybe this is his way of showing me the love he was once capable of before...before everything changed..." I sighed, setting the letter down.

Ash picked it up and read it for herself, smiling and tearing up herself. "Ah, so they were down here when they first got married, that makes sense. You know, we as humans don't understand how death fully affects someone most of the time." Alright, that's enough of the sagely advice, all I know is one thing.

I just got a free pass to go wild for the summer and enjoy it as much as I can. "You know what this means, right Ash?" I looked and smiled widely at the girl.

She, in turn, looked and gave me an equally as wide grin. "Hell yeah, we're gonna fuck some shit up!" I laughed at the girl, sharing a hug with her before realizing I was still without shirt. "Hehe, woops, I almost forgot you weren't wearing your shirt." Yeah, me too.

Time to get changed fully, I guess.

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2:00 pm.

How do I let people drag me to places I don't want to be? There's a mall just down the highway and, while technically not in Houston, we'll count it as much considering that, if I'm right, this city is an annex of Houston...I don't fucking know, this is a lot different than the way things are in Japan, but I think I'm used to it now...sorta.

I let out a sigh and just looked over to Ash, who looked and smiled at me. "C'mon, in the almost two years of bein' here we've heard so much about this mall but we've never been, I think it's high time we go. Look, park right there, it's close enough for me." Yes, because parking as close as you can to escape the heat is a great idea, Ash-chan.

In reality she was right though, as the walk from my Jeep to the door was like walking through a sauna cranked to the max while also walking on sharp, jagged rocks that are as hot as lava. Fun idea, right? But once we made it inside we quickly found that the mall was actually pretty spectacular and brimming with action.

From your standard teenage girls walking and talking, sipping on their Starbucks and texting on their iPhones, to the standard teenage dudes dressed like their about to go on a date with a super hot chick even though they're just at the mall. It had everything, including a massive food court which both me and Ash were eyeing.

Honestly we could've gotten full off of the samples the numerous eateries were handing out, but we settled on the first one we tried, a Thai food place with killer sweet BBQ and mango orange chicken. Yum. "I think I need to come here just to eat more often." I managed to mumble out through the bites of chicken and noodles doused in soy.

This is the closest I've been to having a taste of my cuisine area other than me cooking, every other Asian or Caribbean food place Americanized their food so much that it's just not the same. "I know right? If I had known about this before I think we'd've came here almost every other day." True enough, instead we just sat around and became a bunch 'o lazy girls. Sad, isn't it, we have potential but no motivation.

We finished up the food and headed towards the stores, immediately spotting one of the only ones I was hoping this place would have; Hot Topic. I think I could use some new band tees, I only have like ten of em. As a matter of fact I'm currently wearing my I Set My Friends On Fire tee shirt, so there's that.

The store, as dark as usual, was packed with summer sales, promising a percentage off of this, BOGO this, the usual. "What are you looking for, Ash-chan?" I asked the pale girl, who just shrugged at me and headed off towards the pants. Now, I can't squeeze into those skinny jeans, so I'm gonna look at the tees.

Eyeing the shirts hanging on the wall I scoffed at the choices. All this washed up indie music that makes no sense to me, but hey they're making money right? Ugh, where did the days of meaningful and fun music go? When the money didn't matter and all it was about was the instruments and the emotions you were feeling at the time.

That's what made the music, in my opinion at least, which doesn't mean much to a lot of people. "I know right? A bunch of overrated bands with no grasp on emotion other than the emotion of getting rich, amirite?" A voice to my right broke the silence. I looked over to see who it was, my eye catching a blonde haired...stud.

Immediately my heart started thumping in my chest, the last time a boy talked to me was, er, I don't even remember that's how long it's been. "Y-yeah, music h-has been a part of my l-life for the longest time, I h-hate to see it be ru-ruined like this. Hinata, I'm H-Hinata." I stuck my hand out, trying to smile politely.

He stuck his hand out as well, shaking mine softly. "Hinata, huh? Is that a Japanese name?" How did he know? I nodded my head slowly, gauging his reaction. "Sunny place, right? My name is Naruto, which means whirlpool. My mom moved here shortly after I was born when we lost everything in a tsunami." He's Japanese too?

"I-I'm sorry to hear that, I come from Osaka, foreign exchange student program sent me over here at my dads request." I said, grabbing a tee shirt and unfolding it, looking at the design. "Sucks not being able to go home for the summer but I think I'll manage." I swear his eyes lit up the second that I mentioned I was gonna be here for a while.

Smiling he looked me in the eye and put a hand on my shoulder. "Well, Hinata, if you feel up to it I'd love to take you and your friend over there on a tour of the city and the surrounding areas tonight." Okay this boy is full of surprises, not only has he outed me as a Japanese exchange student but he knows that Ash is my friend?

But I smiled, nodding to him sharply. "I think we'd love that, our two roommates have already left to visit home so it's gonna be quite boring tonight anyways. What time are you thinking?" Not that it matters, we're not doing anything all night. He just shrugged, making me giggle a bit. "How about ten? We'll be done eating by then." I got a nod and a smile, making my heart jump a little bit more than usual, especially when he handed me a business card, his number scrawled onto the back.

Turning on his heel he prepared to walk away, looking over his shoulder and smiling once more. "Well I'll see you and Ash tonight, Hinata-chan." Ugh, don't make my heart explode just yet, Naruto-kun..."Oh, and by the way, if you're wondering how I know blondie is your friend, I saw you walk in together. Ja ne!" With that, he left.

I looked over at Ash, who just shot me a questioning look.

We're gonna have some fun tonight, Ash-chan, that's all.

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8:00 pm.

"So we're just gonna trust this random dude you met at the mall to give us a tour of the city? Sounds sketchy." Thanks for being honest, love. I know it's crazy and not the best idea, but..."He is pretty damn hot though, so I don't exactly blame you." See, I knew she'd come around eventually. "I guess I'll go, someone needs to protect you."

Yeah, that and I don't want this to seem like a date, I'm not sure if I want to date someone over here yet and I surely don't wanna lead the poor man on. "I know, and thanks for coming with to make sure I don't get murdered or sold into a sex trafficking ring." The only two outcomes I foresee beside this ending well or just boring.

Ash looked over at me and smiled, before flipping open her fathers cigar box. "Such a shame, he thought I'd be using it for girly things, instead it only keeps my pot and stuff safe." Right? I don't think I'd stoop that low, though. "Meh, oh well, let's get this party going." True, we're only killing time here.

I had just gotten changed into something more, well, evening casual, which was a pair of jeans and a band tee, surprise right? Ha, no. "I just don't know what he saw in me other than he could probably tell I'm Asian. But Japanese? That's some insane guessing skills, I guess." The blonde Irish nodded in response, passing the bong my way.

Coughing a little bit she waved the smoke away from her face. "B-be careful, that's top notch stuff, something called slab grass I got from my dude." Slab grass, hmm?

For something with such a terrible name, at least it is to me, it hit like a cannonball. "Damn, yeah t-this is some high quality shit." I managed to get out after coughing a little bit from the harshness of it. We got properly high and then popped open a pizza box we had sitting and waiting for us. "Mm, I just don't know why he chose me other than he thought we were similar. I'm not really anything special." Other than I'm foreign and he's practically fully American.

Hearing Ash scoff I looked over at her, noticing the smug look on her face. "Yano, I think you're pretty special Hinata, and I think it's time you notice it. I've struggled with a lot of self-image issues over the years and I've finally became comfortable with how I look and it feels great to break free of my thoughts." She's thought she looks bad?

All I could do is just laugh a little bit at her words. "Thank you, Ash, there's a reason I call you 'chan'. But I wasn't talking about my looks necessarily, all I have going for me over here is I'm foreign, which instantly makes me, and you, talking points. Who doesn't wanna bang a foreign girl?" I mean, maybe regular, non sex-craved men.

Even as much as I miss my homeland, it's actually been nice being over here. I just can't believe I've not explored that much in the year and months I've been here. "Yeah, I know, we're both bombshells. So why haven't we been laid then in the time we've been here?" Maybe we're 'hard to get'? I don't know, mysterious things happen constantly.

I just shrugged my shoulders, and then I thought about it. Seriously, the only action I've seen recently is my own action, and as fun as that can be, it's nothing compared to the real deal...or so I've heard, I'm still a virgin even at seventeen. It's not like I'm opposed to losing it, I guess I just haven't gotten around to it yet. Yet.

Deciding to get a little bit more comfortable I pulled my shirt over my head, leaving my chest bare except for the bra I had on. "I'm in no rush to get laid, I am still a virgin Ash, remember?" She made an 'ah' face, before laughing a little bit. "Yeah, hard to believe, and as far as I know you're still 'pure', right?" She replied with a nod of her head.

"Yeah, I remember Hinata-chan, it's not a bet thing either, I'm not gonna just give it up to a random douchebag either. But it just begs the question, we got the opportunity to come overseas and spend time over here, even a whole summer, and we haven't done shit but lay around. We should be making memories that'll be engrained forever in us, right?" True, but we haven't...again, yet.

Ash looked over at me and I caught the smallest of blushes on her face when she saw my near bare chest. "Yeah...memories...say, you haven't, er, thought about doing stuff with another girl, have you?" Honestly all these years I suspected something, but my interest hasn't been this intense. Now I'm itching to know.

She looked around a little bit, as if she was looking for anyone else around, before facing me again. "Hina...I can't lie to you, I have thought about it, but I don't know what I want right now. All I know is I'm ready to live a little bit before this exchange thing ends and we all have to go back home again." Except Isabella, lucky bitch.

Putting a hand on the blonde stoner girls shoulder I smiled at her. "Hey, don't be afraid to tell me anything, you're my best friend and I'm here for you, anything you need, anytime." I gave her a sincere smile, before an idea hit me. "If...if it makes you feel more comfortable you can take your shirt off in front of me too."

Turning her head to face me again I saw her visibly relax, then she grabbed for her shirt seams. "I'll try it, I've never been shirtless in front of anyone except you before, and that's only when we're changing so it's not like we were just chilling shirtless." And then she removed it, revealing a lime green bra. "Until now, that is." She laughed out.

I couldn't help but laugh along with her. And then a knock rung through the apartment and my phone buzzed with a text. "Oh shit, it's ten, I almost forgot about him!" I said, rushing to get my shirt on and throwing a pair of flip flops on. Ash did the same, waving the weed smoke away and tossing me her perfume bottle.

With a few squirts and some air freshener we were ready, grabbing the apartment key and opening the door. "Hey Hinata, you guys ready?" It was him, he actually showed up, and he was on time! Either he's a dedicated psychopath or he's one of the rare dudes that are decent.

Nodding I waved Ash forward, introducing her formally. "Yeah, this is Ash and she's from Northern Ireland, she's one of my three roommates." She stepped forward and took the blonde mans hand in her own, shaking it firmly and smiling, catching his eyes in her own.

He smiled, his nose twitching a bit but he pushed the feeling back, not knowing that I noticed. "Nice to meet you too, I'm Naruto. Is...is that weed I smell?" Oh damn it all, is this how I'm doomed to be every time a hot guy first meets me? I nodded slowly, and he laughed a bit, putting me on edge. "Nothing to worry about, y'all, it's not that big of a deal down here, I smoke too." Phew, that was close one.

Maybe this won't be such a bad night after all...

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11:45 pm.

Who knew that there was so much that goes into this city? He showed us around the downtown area, taking us down to where he lives fifteen minutes south of the big city in a city that, while it's smaller than Houston, it's still got a good size to it. Pasadena, I think it was called, I've heard that name quite a few times.

He dropped us off at the apartment, bidding us a good night as we made our way inside, tossing our shoes into the corner and collapsing onto the couch, sighing deeply and loudly, contempt with how the night went. "Well...we didn't get murdered or raped, so that's a good thing right?" Ash said, making me laugh out for the hundredth time.

Sighing happily I looked at my roommate and smiled. "Yeah, that's a good thing, Ash-chan. He was cool though, and he made us both laugh, and he didn't try to make a pass at either of us. He seemed genuinely happy to have us around and spending time with him." I think that's the weirdest part, I've never seen a dude do that before.

A yawn wracked my body, showing my exhaustion that I got from the day. "Agreed, this is the most we've done since being here really so I'm tired as well. Wanna smoke a little bit more and watch a movie?" What type of question is that, Ash? A stupid one, that's what type of question it was.

I nodded in agreement, heading to the room and grabbing the cigar box and a pair of sweatpants that I cut into booty shorts. "Ne, Ash, you want me to grab you a pair of shorts or something?" I asked, getting a shout of approval. I dug through her drawers, finding the smallest, shortest pair of short shorts I've ever seen.

And by god that's the first time I've said shorts that many times in one sentence. Making my way back out to the living room I tossed the shorts to the blonde girl who caught them with a smile and a nod. "Oh, so you pick my shortest ones? Hmm, I think maybe you are trying to hit on me now." Her laughter filled my ears as my face heated up.

The blush spread across my face as I shook my head vehemently. "N-no, shut up and change woman." I said, trying to force the thoughts of her out of my head.

Dropping my pants to the floor I quickly slid the shorts I picked out on, instantly feeling the relief of not wearing pants anymore. "Oh c'mon Hinata, I was just messing with you. What type of movie are you wanting to watch?" Putting my hand on my chin I thought about the options before something slipped into my mind.

I snapped my fingers once, signifying my decision on the movie I want to watch. "Star Wars, specifically episode two, I never got the chance to finish it the other night since I passed out from doing all that paperwork my dad sent me." Ash nodded in approval, looking it up and throwing it on.

Packing a bowl I grabbed the lighter and sparked up the bowl as the opening fanfare hit at the same time. "Ah, this is good. As much as I love Isa and Ada their hatred of pot makes me kinda annoyed. This is what I like right here, a movie, a friend and some pot and that's all I need every night." Very much agreed, roomie, very much agreed.

Isabella and Ada Lee don't like it when we smoke in the living room, they hate the smell and always bitch about how it's still illegal. Funny, they'll do ecstasy and cocaine with their little boy toys but they're afraid of a little pot which isn't all that harmful for the human body. "Chyeh, but they're just little sticklers. I love those girls to death, but if it weren't for this we wouldn't be friends with them, right?" At least I wouldn't be.

Next to me on the couch my roommate shook her head in agreement. "Eh no, no I wouldn't be. While I agree with you on the whole 'loving them' thing I don't think I could handle them if it weren't for this program. Except maybe Ada, if she wasn't so tight wound." Ada...yeah, she's wound up tighter than my...never mind.

Taking another rip off the bong I passed it to Ash, repeating this cycle till we got as high as we could. Luckily I already looked Asian with the squinted eyes so it's a naturally normal thing to me, but when I looked over to the woman next to me I burst out in laughter. "Damn Ash-chan, you look like me now." I choked out through the laughter.

She waved me off, trying not to end up laughing but failing as we both dissolved into a fit of happiness. "Ah, yeah I-I look like you, alright...I'm tired though, I need to get some sleep for once." My blonde haired friend made a move to get up off the couch, but then something kinda just came over me.

I reached out and grabbed her arm, looking her in the eye. "Ash...do you...do you wanna cuddle with-with me? Sometimes I hate sleeping alone, and-" But I was cut off by her sitting back down on the couch and leaning back, throwing her legs behind my back and waving for me to lay down and put my back to her.

With a smile I did just that, laying down onto my side and blushing a bit when the petite woman wrapped her arms around me. "Yano, this is the first time I've actually done this before, cuddling with someone and it...it feels good." She muttered into my ear, her hot breath tickling the insides of my ear and increasing my blush.

My breath shuddered when I tried to speak, my words struggling to come out. "Y-yeah, I used to have this big teddy bear I'd sleep with b-but I left it at home, too big for me to bring over here. It's been rough but I don't think I'd rather be anywhere than right here." With you, but I didn't wanna say that part out loud for obvious reasons.

"Same, I just can't believe we're about to be seniors man." Me too, this year has been a blur so far..."Hey, Hina, it's getting kinda hot like this so do you mind if I take off my shirt and shorts?" Me? In bed with a shirtless and bottomless woman? If only my dad saw me now...I nodded my head, giving her the all clear. "If it makes you feel better you can take yours off too, I know you've gotta be hot too." Okay and now I'm about to be shirtless and bottomless too?

Hesitating a bit I moved my hands down to my shirt and started pulling it up over my head, when I felt a hand grip the waistband of my makeshift booty shorts. "Wha? Oh, I didn't expect you to help me." I laughed a bit nervously as Ash helped pull my shorts off, tossing them into the pile of our discarded clothes.

And now I was almost naked and in bed with another almost naked woman...what the fuck is going on? My skin was clammy with sweat, both from the body heat and the now full body blush that I was feeling. It spread from my face to my chest, slowly moving to my legs and, er, private parts.

The weirdest part is I've never thought about another girl sexually before, so why am I just now feeling this way? Sure I've looked at another woman and admired her figure and features, but never in any sort of different way. And it's not so much that I am, it's the timing. It would wait till I'm skin to skin with another pretty woman.

I felt my heart pound in my chest when Ash pulled me in closer to her, leaning her head close to my ear and whispering. "I know you feel it too, Hinata, I'm not dumb, and if you ever feel like this again just let me know if you want to explore. Goodnight, Hina-chan." She kissed me on the cheek before resting her head, finally drifting away into sleep.

But...but would I really want to try something out like this?

I'm so confused...

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June 11th, 12:15 pm.

My eyes opened slowly as I pieced together what happened last night. I'm in my bra and panties cuddled right up next to my roommate who is also in her bra and panties, so...what the hell was in that weed that we smoked last night? Gently I shook myself free from her grasp and stood up, stretching out my still asleep muscles.

Trudging over to the kitchen I set on a pot of coffee to be made before going to my room and changing, throwing on some khaki booty shorts and a loose tee shirt I got from my dad, it was a band tee from some old eighties band called Kansas, and I hadn't really put much thought into who they were, all I know is it fits well for a lazy day.

At least, I think today is gonna be a lazy day, just like I thought yesterday was gonna be a lazy day but we ended up going out to a mall, smoking pot, going on what was damn near a midnight drive with a boy, came home, smoked more pot, cuddled, got almost naked and cuddled some more and fell asleep in each others arm.

Yeah, so much for a lazy day, amirite?

Not that I'm complaining about it, it just seemed to come from out of left field. Oh well, it's time to continue on a tradition I started last December; Sunday afternoon toke 'n cartoons. Call me childish and I'll, well, I'll probably do nothing but hide in my pillow fort with a bowl of lucky charms and some Family Guy on the TV.

I reached into my dresser drawer and grabbed the cigarillos I had stowed away in there and a small sack with some dark green, ogre looking pot. I guess that's why my guy calls it ogre, makes sense though. It's smelly, loud and hits you like a ogre's fist pounding into your head screaming for you to get high, so you do...damn my imagination is way too overactive for my chill personality.

Wasting little time I plopped down into bed after grabbing the small plastic tray I kept around for rolling. I licked the little cigar, making a line of saliva before tearing the end a little bit, pressuring the crack until it started splitting all the way down the middle and opening it up, dumping the tobacco inside out into my bedside trashcan.

Doing the same with the second one I grabbed the bag of icky sticky and started breaking it down, sticking it in the grinder I had left on my nightstand and grinding it into a formidable, stemless and seedless chunky powder. I guess that's the best way to describe the way it is after grinding it up, I've never really thought about it honestly.

Oh well, that's besides the point, let's get down to business. I grabbed two good sized pinches and dumped it into one of the loose cigar wraps, rolling it into a cylindrical-ish shape and folding the edges over, licking them and sealing them before using a small piece of plastic with a round end to tamp the loose ends down, and there you have it.

After repeating the process with the other wrap I was all set and ready except for a few things. "Shit, I need my torch lighter and something to drink." I cursed myself for not getting those things before I got comfortable in bed. Damn it, time to make another trip into the living room and kitchen.

My hand gripped the door to the fridge, pulling it open. I grabbed a jug of chocolate milk I had saved for this morning and shut the door again, grabbing the box of cookies off the counter and heading back to bed, dropping myself down onto it's cushiony, comforting awesomeness before reclining a bit, setting my phone on Netflix.

I sang along to the theme song quietly, humming parts of it to myself as I torched one end of the blunt, getting a nice cherry going before puffing on it, inhaling the smoke.

For the next hour I sat in my room, laughing like an idiot and chowing down, if anyone happened to walk in here and see me they'd probably just shake their head in shame before walking out again and moving on to being a productive member of society. "Hina, I knew I'd find you in here being lazy." Oh, thanks Ash-chan, you're a real pal.

Laughing a bit I looked at the blonde woman in our room, who was just smoking a cigarette. "I don't know how you can smoke those things even if it's only from time to time or whenever you're drunk, they're worse than pot yano?" I asked the woman, who just shrugged, flicking the ashes out of the window.

"Yeah, but then again you haven't tried them so..." She trailed off, reclining in her bed still halfway naked. Fed up with her saying that I reached for her pack, stealing one from the pack and examining it. "It's a menthol, so just be warned it's gonna be a bit harsh and minty." Ha, little does she know but I actually like minty stuff.

Did she not notice the package of mint Oreos sitting on the bed next to me? Eh, oh well, I put the cigarette in my mouth and lit it, taking a drag off of it and inhaling it before I coughed my ass off. "H-how the hell do you handle these things?" I coughed out, asking the fair skinned woman, who was just laughing at me.

Her laughter subsided as my coughing did, and the next drags went down smoother and smoother until it was basically nothing to me. "See? It's not so bad once you get the hang of it huh?" All I could do was nod in agreement. I'm not gonna lie, I actually like the flavor and the feeling I got from it, it made me a bit lightheaded but not too bad.

Once I finished that one I grabbed the second blunt I rolled, lighting it and taking a few hits off of it before passing it to my roommate, who happily took it. "Yeah, it's not as bad as I thought it would be. I might try another one later, but who knows." Speaking of things I don't know about. "Ne, is there any specific reason that you're still in you're bra and panties, Ash-chan?" One would figure she'd be dressed for the day by now.

Instead she just shrugged at me, passing the device back my way. "Eh, I just haven't gotten dressed yet, it's not like we have anyone coming over. And even if we did it'd most likely be that boy, and I'm sure he'd love to see either of us like this." She laughed, and she wasn't wrong, despite our laziness we're still girls so we have that power.

After a little while Ash was done smoking, waving her hand to signify just that and handing the tiny little bit that was left. I wasn't done though, and kept hitting it until it was down to nothing. I looked back up, seeing Ash standing in front of her dresser drawers and grabbing clothes out of it. And before I knew it, she was changing in front of me.

She slid her purple panties down her waist, kicking them off into the hamper and letting me get a good look at her nicely shaped ass. "A-Ash?" I managed to ask, but got no answer as she moved a hand to her bra strap, struggling to get it undone. "You, uh, you need some help?" I don't know why I asked that, but I did, getting a nod from her.

With a trembling hand I stood up, walking up behind the small woman and grabbing the strap between my fingers. Pulling the strength I needed together I undid it, letting her small but petite B-cup breasts hang free. "Thanks Hina, this one's a bit difficult to get off." She moved to turn around and face me but I turned to the wall behind me.

I heard Ash's giggles from behind me, which drove me a little crazy. "Y-you're w-w-welcome, Ash-chan." I tried to peek over my shoulder, but saw her still standing there, facing me and smiling like a madwoman. "C-can you turn around, please?" I asked with a timid, almost scared voice.

In return I only got some more giggles from Ash. "C'mon Hina, it's just the human body. Besides, we're gonna have a long summer together, I think it's time we became fully comfortable with each other." Sighing, I surrendered to her logic. Most of the time sorority girls walk around each other naked, so why can't I see my best friend in this state?

Slowly I turned around to face my roommate, a vibrant red blush on my face, and what I saw it...didn't faze me? Huh, I figured I'd squeal or blush but somehow I feel, well, kinda natural. "Huh, I figured this would be weirder than I thought, but it's, er, kinda normal?" I let out a little laugh, kind of a nervous one, but still strong and confident.

Ash laughed along with me, even though I'm seeing her bare it all for the first time. "Yano, back home in Ireland my mom always told me to become comfortable with who I am and my body, especially around other people, but being in the states and seeing everyone else...yeah, its not so easy." She sighed out, taking a seat on her bed.

With a frown I sighed sadly, sitting on my bed across from hers. "I know how you feel, Ash-chan, I never really felt comfortable with myself..." C'mon Hinata, you can do this too! "Yet I never really cared..." Just a little bit more, c'mon! "Not until I got here, and now, I do care about how I look." And there you are, you did it!

Unbeknownst to the sulking girl, who had her head in her hands, I was slowly taking my clothes off, dropping them quietly to the floor. "Hina, it's just difficult to-what?" She finally lifted her head, seeing me stand before her in all of my glory. "'Nata...you didn't have to do this for me love..." I didn't have to, but if it makes a friend feel better with herself, then I believe I can overcome it.

I showed her a smile as she blushed lightly at my naked form, how mine disappeared I have no idea. "I know, but I did, I'd do anything if it made my friend feel better-oh god!" Before I got done with my sentence the pale, light haired woman jumped off of her bed and engulfed me in a crushing hug, burying her head in my neck.

Her hot and wet tears dampened my neck and shoulder as she sobbed into me. "Thank you...so much...for being my friend...Hina-chan." I heard her mutter out, along with something else that I didn't catch. I just smiled, patting her back until it hit. She naked, I naked, she called me chan, our breasts are touching...oh god what have I done?

My blush immediately returned, and my body started heating up. "Uh, Ash? You realize we're hugging each other right?" She nodded, continuing the hug. "And we're naked, you know that?" Another nod came from her, but she stopped midway, realizing the same thing I did, and I felt her body get hot as well.

"Y-yeah, I s-s-see that n-now, m-my bad, I'll let g-go." She raised her head and moved to walk away, but I held her tight, getting a look from her that basically said 'uh, you wanted to let go, right?'. "Hina, what's up? I thought you wanted to let go, if it makes you feel weird, I have no-" Enough of this, it's time that this finally happens.

She never got the chance to finish her statement as my lips crashed down on hers, making her eyes shoot open in surprise before slowly relaxing, shutting as she melted into the kiss that we were sharing, and by god it was like fireworks going off in my head. I've been kissed a few times before, but never by someone I truly cared about.

Okay, backtrack, I don't love love this woman, I'm not saying we're a couple or that I'm going lesbian for her, but this feels like something we should've done already. This is supposed to be a summer to remember right? Well, imma make sure we remember this summer for our remaining years. Hell, we'll remember this even in our graves below.

And by god I think this is something that's either gonna haunt me or make me smile when I think back on it. The scene, two girls in their bedroom sharing a kiss naked, the smell of her hair, which smelled like her strawberry shampoo faintly, and the taste of her mouth pressing onto mine made the atmosphere almost overwhelming.

But I persevered and deepened the kiss, letting my tongue slide it's way into her mouth and explore it, every inch, every nook and cranny I could find, it was all explored, I'm just gonna call my tongue Christopher Columbus from now on. My hands rested lazily on her hips, gripping them loosely, the form of her petite body fitting perfectly.

As you may know, though, all good things come to an end, and we both broke the kiss simultaneously with a loud gasp for air and a slight moan. I caught Ash's eyes in mine, her blue eyes reading the same thing mine read I want more. She gave me a small smirk before jumping my mouth with hers, kissing me deeply and resuming the position we were once in, our tongues crashing together.

I picked her up by her butt, forcing her legs to grip onto my hips as I walked her over to my bed, laying her down softly and mounting her, throwing my legs over hers and continuing my work on her mouth. By this time I noticed something, and I know Ash did too, and that was I am soaking wet down there. How does she know? Well...

"Mm, Hina-chan, aren't you just a little excited ne? I can feel you dripping onto me." There ya go, I'm dripping my juices onto her stomach and hips. Just then I felt her slide two of her fingers in between my crack, running down till they barely reached my entrance, where she teased it lightly, making me whimper and moan into her mouth.

That only set her off more, making her pick up her motions and increasing my sounds of pleasure. "A-Ash-chan, d-d-don't stop." How I got that out is anyone's guess, even if it was stuttered and said in the midst of my moans I didn't think I would manage to say anything right about now. But I'm glad I did, 'cause she picked up the pace more.

Now, I can't let her make all of the sexual advances, can I? Well, technically I can but...you know what I mean. I moved my mouth down to her neck, sucking on it hard and leaving love marks before moving down, putting my body between her legs and running my tongue around her nipples in a circular motion, eliciting moans from her now.

Deciding not stopping there I trailed kisses down her stomach, before finding myself right at her tight, cleanly shaven pussy, which was equally as wet as mine, if not more, honestly. Mind you, I don't know the first thing about eating a girl out, the only thing I know about pleasing a girl is what I know I like, and everyone has their preferences.

With little time to waste I did the first thing I knew to do and drove my tongue into her, treating it like I was making out with her, except it's not her mouth. I let my tongue dip in and out of her, knowing I was doing good by the moans Ash was expelling and the way she arched her back. But I don't plan on stopping there, not in the least.

I ran my tongue all the way up and down her, reaching her clit and flicking it with my tongue, which caused her eyes to shoot open and made her gasp at the sudden, intense pleasure she was receiving. Smiling to myself I licked and sucked on her clit, nibbling on it gently and running fingers in and out of her pussy, maximizing her pleasure.

Soon enough I knew what was coming, bracing myself for it. "H-H-Hinata, I-I'm coming!" She yelled out, grabbing my hair and pushing my face into her as she moaned out loudly, the orgasm rocking her body. Honestly I'm kinda jealous, from what I could tell that was one hell of an orgasm, it left her laying on her back, arms splayed out wide and she was huffing and puffing, still letting out tiny little moans.

Licking her orgasm juices off my face and fingers I gave her a grin, which she caught but was obviously too tired to return. "So, did you enjoy that? 'Cause I know I did, it's something we should've done a long time ago-oh!" She got tired of my rambling, I'm assuming, because now I find myself in her position, on my back, legs spread wide.

The grin she gave me sent a shiver down my spine and raised the hairs on my arms, giving me goosebumps and making me gulp deeply. "Yeah, I loved it, 'Nata-chan, but now it's my turn to return the favor, and I'm sure you'll love it as much as I did." Oh good god, what did I get myself into? Then again, it was my choice, so oh well.

Like a pack of lions on a wounded gazelle she pounced on me, thrusting her tongue into me and licking up my wetness and juices. She attacked me like a wild and hungry dog, dipping the tip of her tongue in and out of my pussy while rubbing my clit with her thumb, stimulating me to the max and spiking my pleasure.

Groans, moans and whimpers escaped my mouth, replacing my former thoughts of denial. Why did I deny this? I'm away from my dad and the motherland, escaped from all the stress over there, I think I'm allowed to have a little fun and please myself. Or, in this instance, have someone please me.

Not to mention the age of consent over here in little 'ol Texas is seventeen, so it's not illegal. I turned my attention back to the woman between my legs, chowing away at me and aiming to make me cum just like she did, which I knew was gonna happen pretty quickly due to my earlier stimulation and inexperience with this stuff.

"Mmph, A-Ash, don't stop baby, I'm...I...I'm gonna!" I barely managed to get those words out before breaking down, the intensity and pleasure finally doing me in.

The orgasm hit me harder than a freight train to the chest, taking away all the strength I had in my legs and arms, forcing my arms to drop to my sides as I used all of the energy and strength I had to grip the bedsheets while the waves of pleasure from the orgasm pulsed through my body. Just when I thought it was over, a second one hit me, and that's the one that did me in.

After it coursed through me for the second time I let my body collapse, my limbs laying limp and my breathing heavy and uncontrolled. The cause of my orgasms collapsed next to me, pulling my body into hers as we laid there, exhausted and sexually fulfilled. Or at least I was, she seemed to be though.

Expectedly I faced the post sexual pleasure guilt, because I face it even after simply masturbating, but I managed to beat it back and bury it, instead focusing on the blissful feeling of euphoria we were both feeling. All I know is June eleventh, twenty seventeen at one forty five in the afternoon will hold a place in my heart for the years to come.

We laid there just basking in the moment for the next half hour, neither of us knowing exactly what to say. "Hinata..." I heard Ash breath out, spiking my blood pressure and anxiety as I wondered what she had to say. "While unexpected that was the best thing I've ever done, and I thank you for that." A kiss on my cheek capped off her words.

Ultimately it made me blush even more, making my body heat up and get excited again. "Y-you're welcome, Ash, it was the most exciting thing I've ever done too." But one thing still bugs me no matter how I try to bury it. "Ne, does this make me gay? Not that I don't think you'd make a good girlfriend but-" Okay, no more cutting people off.

As I was about to finish my hesitant and anxious question her hand gripped my chin, turning my head to hers. She buried her lips onto mine, silencing me for the duration of it, which was ten-ish seconds. "No it doesn't, Hina, it just means you wanna experiment, have fun and not regret anything. You don't, do you?" Regret what we did together?

Not even in the slightest. I sighed happily, letting exhaustion and happiness carry me off into dream land.

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June 11th, 4:30 pm.

Basically I spent all of today, so far, napping with my coitus partner which was, well, it was like heaven on earth. Why do I keep thinking about more though? It's not just her, either, my thoughts drabble on over to thoughts of men, real men, not a battery operated boyfriend. We talked this over while smoking, but the thoughts still remained.

And now my phone just vibrated between my legs, admittedly a bad place to put it right now, and what it read was interesting. "It's an invitation to a concert tonight from Naruto. 'Doors at six thirty show at seven, don't worry about tickets, it's a metal show' is what he said. You wanna go?" I asked the blonde next to me on the couch.

Her head raised from her own phone and looked over to me while smiling. "Hey, it's something to do other than lay around all day. Plus you can go see your mysterious and hunky friend, that's always a good thing." She winked at me, hopping up off the couch, her robe flowing freely. I remember when we bought those things...

Mysterious he is though, how he knew I was into metal was anyone's guess man. Then again, we were at Hot Topic, which is a place that sells gauges, common in the metal community, metal tees, skinny jeans, jean vests, it plays metal music, I mean c'mon man, you know eighty percent of the people that go there are metalheads, hell even the workers are tatted up skaters, punks, goths, emos, etc.

I stood up off the couch, letting my own comfy robe flap in the wind of the fan as we headed to the bedroom, searching through the drawers and closets to find the most, er, 'metal' outfit we could. Don't wanna be showing up to a metal show looking like a princess, you're liable to get killed or something along the lines of that.

At least, that's what I'm assuming would happen at a metal show, not going to one means I have very little idea of what goes on besides mosh pits, circle pits and a lot of whiskey and beer drinking. The last one isn't so bad, but there's a legion of stoners that go to metal shows so at least we won't be alone or really outnumbered.

Deciding on an outfit of a pair of tight-ish jeans that showed my rear end curves, a pair of all black Converse shoes that were dirtied but I really don't give a shit, my favorite purple and neon green socks, an all black bra and a tank top that had the logo of Iron Maiden on it. Sure it's classic metal but it's still metal, so kiss my ass.

A whistle came from the doorway to the room as I finished putting a little bit of makeup and perfume on. "Damn lil momma, try not to kill them with your looks." Once more, with a feeling, a blush spread across my face and traveled down my body. Man I really need to get a grip and control on my blushes, random or not.

She was wearing a pair of light wash jeans, a plain pink tee shirt and, if I saw correctly, a white bra. Like she really needs one anyways, she's barely pushing a C sized chest if even. "Thanks Ash, you're smashing yourself too. You wearing those Nikes?" She nodded, looking down at her multicolored Nike running shoes.

"Yeah, I haven't worn em in a long time so I figured it'd be a good time to wear them. Did you call the Uber yet?" I nodded, having just hailed for it a minute ago while doing my makeup. "Okay great, thanks, wanna smoke a little before we leave?" I looked at the clock, reading six 'o clock, and smiled while nodding my head in agreement.

We sparked up a small joint, having two blunts put back in their foil wrapped in her purse where they won't find em. At least I hope they don't. Inhaling the thick and rather tasty smoke I sighed the smoke out in a happy sigh. "Ah, this is what I need to cap off the day, don't you think so Ash-chan?" I asked while handing the joint to her.

Her fingers pinched the white device while she showed her mutual agreement with me. "Yep, earlier was awesome and now we're getting high and going to our first metal show, it's the American dream...well, to me at least." All we're missing is a bottle of whiskey, a handgun and a horse to ride into town on.

Is that a bit of a stereotype? Maybe, maybe not, but who really cares? I don't think I've met anyone here that's actually cared about that stereotype, they mostly cheer it on.

Soon enough the Uber driver was here, and we popped some gum into our mouths and some visine in our eyes before heading out of the door. When we got outside there was a black Chevrolet Impala waiting on us, a twenty twelve and up surely. Shrugging my shoulders I walked over to the other side of our ride and got in. "Hello, I am Khalil and I'll be your driver, having a good day so far?"

He seemed nice enough, and his English was good meaning he must have been here for a little bit before we met him. "Yes sir, and how is your day going?" Ash asked our driver, smiling at him politely. He looked back and smiled at us two before turning his attention forward, shifting into drive and taking off on the fifteen minute drive.

"Very good, business has been up for the summer and I can finally afford to make a visit back home. I'm assuming you are on vacation, the Irish accent and all, no?" That's basically it, except it's a vacation where you still have to go to school and study and do work.

It was my turn to speak, putting on my own polite smile. "Well kind of, we're exchange students, I'm from Osaka, Japan and she's from Belfast, Northern Ireland. If I may ask, you're from the middle east correct?" I didn't want to offend him, but I'm a curious fucker and sometimes I ask too many damn questions.

A chuckle came from Khalil, who waved off my worries with a motion of his hand. "It's completely fine to ask, it's no problem, and yes I am middle eastern. I move here from my home country of Syria. The war...it tore everything I had left apart. My family is gone, but I'm still ticking so I must thank God." His optimism is almost infectious.

Emphasis on almost, yeah I'm an angsty little seventeen year old shit, but what're you gonna do about it? Hopefully nothing much, emo and angsty I may be but I'm still a delicate little flower. "Ah, well I'm sorry to hear that Mr. Khalil, but how are you liking America so far?" Maybe not the best question to ask right now, Ash...

But yet the driver kept smiling and it dawned on me; he's legitimately happy to be here. "Oh it's been an amazing place to me so far. Sure there's the weird looks and overall negative and racist people but eh, they have very little effect on me. I'm not here to be angry, I came here for opportunity and I got it, what's there to be mad about?" True.

Maybe things aren't so bad after all...damn it, his optimism is infective! Bad Hinata! "I feel that though, it's been weird being away from home and having to meet new people and make new friends but I've persevered." I have to admit that much at least. It's been a struggle but I've no real reason to be mad or sad.

On the drive, about five minutes in, I saw a monument coming up and it looked familiar. Then it hit me..."Hey, Hina, isn't that one of the places your dad said to visit?" Yeah, yeah it is...but there's no time to stop-"Mr. Khalil, do me a favor and pull over at this monument please, it's special to Ms. Hinata here." Thanks Ash, I couldn't ask myself.

The middle eastern man nodded, pulling off to the side and allowing me to get out and walk up to it. I pictured it in my head, my mom and dad standing here in each others arms, madly in love and freshly married. A single tear dropped from my eye before I snapped a few pictured of the statue and a few with me and Ash in it.

Once we got back in after that short five minute delay we continued on track. "Did you find what you're looking for, my friends?" What am I supposed to be looking for? Signs from above as to what I'm doing with my life? No, some closure on my moms passing, and I did find some of that, but there's more places that I need to see.

I explained the story to our 'friend' who just listened on intently, absorbing every word as we neared the destination on the horizon. "So yeah, basically it's been a long road getting here, and then he, my father, dropped that on my lap randomly and out of the blue. But we're here, and I don't wanna drag on, thanks for being the best Uber driver yet Mr. Khalil!" I said while exiting the vehicle.

As we were about to walk away he rolled down the front passengers window and spoke. "It's just Khalil, and remember this one thing please; no matter how hard things get, never lose your smile. If you ever need a ride again ask for me and I'll do it. Have good time, friends!" He waved, driving off as we waved back at him. And then I pivoted.

Turning around I was face to face with the venue, a huge sign hanging above the entrance read 'South End Warehouse'.

It's time to get in there, ne?

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6:55 pm.

Surprisingly it was rather easy to get in the venue, just had to tell the line dude that we were with a dude named Naruto. He nodded quickly and ushered us in, giving us a blue wristband each. "Blue wristband means you're VIP, so there's an open bar in the back. Enjoy the show!" Open bar? But we're not even twenty one.

I guess having friends in high places means you get what you want. Ash shot me a devious look, and I gave her one back, knowing exactly what was about to happen. Thank the heavens neither of us are driving tonight, or anytime, since we don't have a car anyways. "Yo! Glad y'all made it!" I looked to the voice, finding our new blonde friend.

He was wearing tan cargo shorts, a plain black tee shirt that showed off his arms which were as defined as they could be for seventeen, a pair of classic converse and a jean vest with multiple different patches on it. "Well we weren't about to sit at home all night, thanks for the invite Naruto-kun." Ah shit, why did I add the 'kun'?

Right now is not the best time to be leading a guy on, and Ash knows it too, which is why she shot me a weird look. "I agree with her, we haven't even been to a metal show yet so I wasn't about to pass on the chance to go to one. What's with this blue wristband though?" Nice save, I'll have to give you a big kiss when we get home...or when we drink too much, whichever comes first.

And it worked, moving his attention elsewhere. "Ah, that, well there's six types of wristbands for this show. Red for under twenty one, yellow for over twenty one, blue for VIP over twenty one, pink for VIP under twenty one, black for band members under twenty one and purple for band members over twenty one." At that he shook his wrist.

His wrist adorned one of the purple ones, signifying he was over twenty one. Well, he's pretending to be at least, he told us he's seventeen. "So...they're not gonna card us at the bar?" I had to ask, I'm already anxious about going up there and asking for an alcoholic beverage underage, hopefully what he says will calm me down.

All he did was wave for us to follow him, which we did, going through a door to a VIP room and spotting the bar. He walked up to it, with us in tow, and requested a drink for himself. The bartender then looked at us two, waiting our orders. "Two Jack and cokes, please." Ash said, breaking the near stagnant silence that loomed overhead.

The anxiety boiled up, almost overflowing before the male bartender nodded, heading back to the bar and fixing up our drinks before handing them off. "See? It's not so hard honestly, they don't care. It's not their job to ID people here, they just make drinks." Naruto said while taking a sip of his beer. Which brought me to my next question.

"You...you're in a band?" My timid voice asked. It's hard to shake this weird feeling, but hopefully this alcohol loosens me up a little. Not too much though, that's not good.

A smile appeared on his face as he gave me a thumbs up. "Yeah! We play after this first band, Dreamers. It's them, then us in Area Forty-Two, then a band called Bitter Fruit, and then the touring acts in Vengeful Hate, Six Word Note and Suicide Track, all hardcore acts. You ever listen to it?" No, and I feel stupid now, I don't know any of them.

Not knowing the locals is okay, but the touring acts? That's a little weird. "No, not really, sorry..." I said, trailing off and looking down into my drink. In hindsight, I probably should've asked him who was playing beforehand but I didn't, I was just excited about getting out and having a good time tonight, even if I might not have had a good time.

Yet he nodded in understanding, giving me another smile. Man he needs to trademark those things. "No worries Hinata! We're always glad to have more people at our shows and in the scene, even if it's only temporary. But I have to get up there, Dreamers is going on and someone has to open up the pit." Yeah, definitely not me.

How does one 'open the pit'? Just one of many questions I'm hoping will be answered tonight. "Well? Let's get up there and see the action firsthand!" Ash said, taking me by the arm and almost literally dragging me into the crowd of close to three hundred people in the venue.

Admittedly I think it's a little packed for jus the locals so far, but then again I know nothing about this scene. Yet I stood by, patiently sipping my drink before the first band walked on stage to applause from the crowd. "Oi, we're Dreamers from right here in Houston, let's get this shit kicked off! This first song is called 'Life Past Five'." The song kicked in, and immediately my question was answered.

My new blonde friend and some others starting leaning back and pushing the crowd apart until a circle formed, all while the drum beat built up before exploding in a fast and quick beat that I recognized from pop punk except this is heavier. Maybe I know a little bit after all. Huh, who woulda thunk it? Not me, that's for sure.

Then they started running in a circle, kinda like heavy metal goes ring around the posy. No, that's exactly how I would describe it, except they're not holding hands...oh wait, never mind, there is two people with their arms linked together. Close enough to count right? I looked over at Ash, who just looked on and smiled, bobbing her head along.

It was a bad night to not tie my hair back, 'cause once I got into the music too and bobbed my head my hair went wild and ended up sticking to my face. This bands set went rather quickly after I turned my attention away from the pit and to the stage. They waved once, before breaking their equipment down and moving it offstage.

Right after my eyes were searching for the blonde Japanese native, catching his eyes the second he caught mine as well. "Ah, did you enjoy the show?" He asked us, getting a nod from each of us. "Well good, you'll like us then, even though we lean more towards the heavy stuff and two step beats." Oh...and what is two stepping?

Is it like the Texas hoedown dance thingy that our teacher told us about or something else? "You'll have to show us, I don't think we know what a hardcore two step is." No lie I think his eyes grew to ten times their normal size when Ash told him that, and then he told us to go out back with him, presumably to show us.

Or we could be getting murdered right now, the possibilities are endless tonight. I mean, c'mon, I've already seen my naked roommate, got naked with my already naked roommate, then shared a naked hug with my roommate, then kissed my naked roommate, while naked, and then slept with my naked roommate...isn't that enough already?

Apparently that isn't the case, as I am drinking alcohol at a hardcore show dressed all cute and I'm about to learn how to two step before probably smoking pot. Heh, if my dad saw me now he'd mow me down with a Gatling gun, put my remains in a wood chipper, then burn them while dancing on the ashes...okay, maybe not that, but maybe.

When we got outside I took an offered cigarette from Ash, lighting it and taking a long drag off of it before downing the rest of my drink. "Now pay attention, it's simple but it isn't easy either." Naruto warned, before showing us a few of the basic styles making me giggle at the silliness of it. "You two try it now." Why the hell not?

It took all of ten minutes to get them down good enough to do it in the show, and soon enough that time was coming as Area Forty-Two was preparing to hit the stage. When they did, it took off fairly quickly, before settling into a beat that I immediately recognized as a beat to move to. It also didn't help that the vocalist bellowed out for us to do just that and 'pick it up'.

My assumption was right, and I started shuffling my feet to the beat, not full on 'hxc two stepping' but I was having a good time. I looked to Ash, who just smiled on, walking off to get us some fresh drinks. And then something happened, and I don't remember exactly what happened, but all I know is it hurt like a bitch.

The only thing I remembered is some big, burly dude barreling into the person next to me, slamming said person into me, and me into the person next to me, causing us to fall like dominos. My hand went to my face, feeling a little blood dripping from my nose but nothing more. A man helped me up before escorting me to a chair in the VIP area.

However, the show carried on, and I looked on from the chair sporting a bleeding nose and a headache only alcohol would cure. "Oh my god Hina, are you okay?" I heard the familiar voice of Ash come from the left of me, prompting me to look over, smile and nod slowly. "I figured that, with your luck, this would happen." She laughed out a little.

I gave her a glare, narrowing my eyes at her. "Thanks for the support Ash, love you too. The only thing I remember is getting knocked down, other than that I'm okay, a tiny bit tussled and shaken, but I'll be alright nonetheless. Can I have my drink though?" My roommate nodded, handing me my drink.

Deciding to get away from the loud music we headed outside, where Naruto caught us after the set. "Yo! Man I saw what happened to you Hinata and it pisses me off, and it sucks I can't do anything about it, it's up to the venue owners and security and they don't give a fuck. Want me to go deck him for you?" No, I've got something for him.

We made our way back in the venue, watched the next band, and got down a little before the time struck. "Hold this, Ash." I said, quickly pawning my drink off on her before springing into action. My target was set, I observed enough to know what to do, and it's time to make my mark on this scene...or go down swinging.

Big bitch, as I'll call him for now, had his back turned in the pit, leaving me open to hurl myself into him, cracking him on the skull with my elbow and knocking him down to the ground where he rolled over, his eyes catching mine. I mouthed the words 'watch your back, buddy' to him, before making my way back to my flabbergasted friends.

Flabbergasted? Huh, haven't used that in forever..."Hinata, that was...that was fucking awesome!" I heard Naruto say, gripping me in a hug and dancing around in a circle with me in his arms, Ash joining us soon after. From the way Naruto explained it, that dude is notorious for being a dick in the pit.

Just another nights work, right?

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June 12th, 2:00 am.

I'm sure this goes without saying but the rest of the night was pretty smooth for me and my crew of foreign rejects, which is a badass name for a punk band by the way. The party continued until we left the venue at one thirty, drunker than a skunk and stumbling into the apartment, fumbling with the light switch before finally turning it on.

And, as expected, it was still the same old apartment. Isabella and Ada's presences not being here does feel weird after a while, admittedly, but the peace and quiet has been replaced by mine and Ash's drunken stupors. I was worried about us having drunken sex but then a few things blipped into my head that calmed me down.

One: It's not like either of us can accidentally get pregnant from having accidental or intentional drunken sex, so there's that. "Ugh, I think I'm gonna-" Poor Ash, she never got to finish that sentence, rushing to the toilet to hurl and confirming my second point: both of us are too fucked up to even think about fooling around with anyone.

Maybe, just maybe drinking five jack and cokes, three shots of vodka, two shots of tequila and three Smirnoffs wasn't the brightest idea, but at least we had a ride home and that's always a good thing. Driving drunk isn't a joke, and holy hell I'm so drunk I'm turning into the 'mom drunk', one of the worst drunks you can be in my opinion.

I walked into the restroom hurriedly, pulling my one night lovers hair back from her face so her puke doesn't get in it. "You okay Ash-hime? I think we both drank a little too much tonight don't you think?" All she could do was nod her head a tiny bit before another wave hit her and she continued to blow chunks into the toilet. Thankfully it ended soon, much to mine and her relief.

She let out a few inhales and exhales of relief before making an attempt to stand, clutching onto my hand and pulling herself up. "Phew, y-yeah, we both did. I don't know how you haven't threw up yet." Simple, I just don't. Literally I just don't, all my life, the only thing that makes me is ipecac and that's just...ugh, bad memories.

We both took a look in the mirror, gazing at the drunken messes that were Hinata and Ash. My makeup was slightly smudged, mainly the lipstick, my hair disheveled and my nose still a little sore but other than that I'm alright. Ash, on the other hand, looked like she just broke off a ten year relationship in the worst way possible.

By that I mean her mascara was running, her hair was all messed up and her clothes were ruffled up. "I think we just need to get changed and lay down, it's the only thing that will make us feel better." Other than a hot, steaming shower and a tender back massage from a licensed masseuse, but the odds of that happening are piss and all.

"Agreed, but I need to take a shower, or at least bathe off, and I don't think I can handle that by myself." Oh, yeah she is pretty clammy and sweaty from that hurl session.

Either this is the alcohol talking or I just don't give a fuck anymore, but..."...do you want me to help you bathe?" I asked the question cautiously and I don't even know why, we've slept together and made each other orgasm so why can't I just simply help her bathe? It's the least naughtiest thing we've done so far honestly.

Her head moved to look at me, and she was smiling softly at me. "Yeah, I'd love that Hina, just don't try and seduce me, I'm drunk and that could be counted as date rape baby." I coughed a little while trying to hide the blush that was slowly growing. Why does she have to be so good at these little quips and sexual innuendos? Experience?

I looked at her and glared a hole into her skull as she just laughed at my reaction to her antics. "Just shut up and wait here, I'll go grab a towel and some PJ's for you really quick. If you can get the water going." She just saluted me, moving towards the bath tub and turning the knobs, engaging the cold and hot water.

Frisking the drawers for what I was looking for I picked out a pair of fluffy pajama pants with little emojis on them, a plain white tee shirt that was mine so it'd be big on her and a towel before making my way back to the restroom, where the tub was filled with steaming, searing hot water and some bubbles. "I'm so glad we had some bubble bath left over, I haven't taken one in forever." So I'm mom drunk and she's kid drunk...this is just great.

Putting the clothes on one of the shelves in the restroom I made a motion telling her to turn around. "Turn around and arms up, let's get this shirt off of you no?" Okay, I'll admit it, it is a little weird undressing her like this. But she did as I said, sticking her arms up and allowing me to slide her shirt up and over her head, throwing it aside.

Next was her pants, which came off easier than when they went on I'm sure. "Phew, I'm free!" Yeah...this is gonna be fun. I undid her bra strap with ease, tossing it with the other dirty clothes I've removed from her, and next it was the panties. "Thanks again Hina-chan, can you help me into the tub?" Like I was gonna let you try by yourself, Ash.

My hand grabbed hers as she slowly dipped herself into the tub, sighing in relief when she was fully submerged into the tub. We sat there and talked about the night, joking about my actions with the big dude that laid me out in the pit, and just relieving the moments in our heads.

Tonight was the most fun I've had in a long time, and it's certainly better than all the time before that I spent moping around all angsty, emo and sad about being here. No, what happened tonight just made me even more emo, sad and angsty, except not about being here, but about not doing more with my life while here.

If I think about it, I was given a free, all expenses paid vacation with schooling, which sucks but not if you think about where you are, and all I've done is sit at home, went and saw a few movies, went out to eat, basic shit. But the majority of my time was spent on the couch or in bed stoned as a motherfucker with Ash or by myself.

But no more, just like what I said earlier I'm not going to let this summer slip away from me.

It's time I made this summer my bitch, and I know Ash is in it with me till the end.

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1:00 pm.

Did I mention my recovery time from drinking is impeccable? Huh, must have missed it...oh well, I've got things to do. I kinda hate going out without Ash but this is summin' that has to be done without her, considering it's a surprise. See, when I can't sleep and have no choice but to think I tend to come to terms with things.

One of those things is that I can't let what me and Ash did be a one night stand, which is why I find myself here at Sam's Sex Shop, it's also a smoke shop so that makes this a little easier. What am I getting here? Well, it was originally supposed to be just a new pipe for her as a early birthday gift, but now my list has increased to more things.

Finding the pipe was easy, it's a simple one but I know how she is when you buy her things, she'll love it no matter what, but it's the next thing considering I've never bought something like this before. "Excuse me, b-but can you help me with the l-lingerie, I've never actually bought any before." And I never thought I'd ask anyone that in my life.

Yet here I am, in the middle of a sex shop about to try on lingerie, what a contrast to literally two days ago when I was still in my shell. I guess I'm like an egg, break me out of my shell and I'll run all over the place. The first pair I tried on was a black with orange trim basque that connected to some black stockings, with a matching G-string.

Surprisingly it fit me perfectly, so I put it in the 'buy' pile, which was soon to grow. The other stuff I settled on was simple, just matching sets of different types of underwear, four pairs to be exact, one in blue and black, one in purple and black, one in white and red and the other red with black trim.

Once I had what I needed I made my way back to the house in my regular taxi, why I didn't think to call Khalil I don't know, it just slipped my mind I guess.

The taxi stopped right in front of the apartment, allowing me to sneak in and hide the surprises in the closet, somewhere that Ash rarely goes, so I know she won't see any of it on accident. She won't go snooping, she's not like that, but it's best if I just prevent this from happening all together. If she sees it it'll ruin the surprise I have for her.

What is that? Well, in the time I've known Ash she's always raved about how lingerie looks sexy on girls, even the ones with big tits. She's 'joked' about finding her a big 'ol busty woman before when she struck out with men, but now I think it's more a reality rather than a joke. Her birthday is in three days, so that gives me enough time to stop, think and come up with a plan.

"Hina, you in here?" I heard the voice of Ash call out to me, her hand rattling the doorknob before swinging the door open. I barely had enough time to shut the closet door and pop into bed so she didn't get suspicious. "Ah, there you are, where'd you go earlier?" Lying isn't one of my strong suits, to be perfectly honest.

But I'm gonna have to try my hardest. You know what they say, you can't bullshit a bullshitter. "Oh, I just went to get something to drink from the store." Thankfully I'm not that bad at preparing alibis and lies ahead of time, grabbing the red bull can that I bought at Sam's. Why they sell red bull should be pretty obvious to anyone in there.

And I also bought her one, so it'll take her mind off me leaving and onto the drink I got for her while out. "Thanks, I need one to recover from last night. We should do that more often huh?" More often? Woman, you barely survived last night without getting really hungover and sick, and now you wanna do it more? What ails you!

She was still wearing her pajama's I put on her last night, indicated by her playing with the tie-string on them. "I think we'll be doing it more, Naruto seemed to like both of us last night so I'm sure he'll be inviting us out even more." In fact, I wouldn't be surprised if he doesn't text me later when he's up and moving which may be a little while.

Last night he kinda got drunker than us and had to be carried out by his bandmates, who apologized to us on his behalf, to which we assured them it was fine. Apparently it happens kinda often, or at least recently it's been happening often, 'cause they seemed kinda used to dragging him out of a bar and just throwing him into a car and leaving.

Which made me think 'who the hell am I getting myself involved with'? He sure as hell knows how to part, I'll give him that much. Maybe he's just like us, tired of being shut up in his home and he's ready to explode. Shit, maybe he exploded last night, who knows? Or there's always the option that he does this often because...reasons, I guess?

Look, I'm not his therapist, and he's not my boyfriend, so I have no reason to worry about him at all. Still, it doesn't mean I won't, I've always worried about people but don't stop to think about myself in situations. It's a curse of caring too much about others and not sparing yourself the time of day, and I'll probably never break it honestly.

"Ne, earth to Hinata, you alive in there? Is anyone home?" Ash said while waving her hand in front of my face, making me laugh a little bit before looking at her and waving my hand back at her. "Damn, you haven't spaced out like that in a long time, is everything alright with you?" Not like I really wanna answer that question, I don't think I can pull off any more lies to her today.

I sighed deeply before looking at the blonde woman in her deep blue eyes. "No, I'm not." Before she could ask why I held my hand up, pausing her question. "You know that things have been pretty tight with me recently, and just opening up out of my shell has been pretty rough on me, it's not something I saw coming anytime soon." I paused to collect my thoughts, continuing a few seconds later. "But now, well, I went out and partied and got drunk, we got naked together and had sex, Ash, we had sex. I've never had any sexual feelings for girls, yet it just blindsided me. It's not a bad thing we did it, I know that, but understand that when sudden change happens in my life I tend to go and overthink things and my brain just can't stop working, leading to me not sleeping at night, which also sucks." Boy, that was a mouthful, especially for me.

Ash gave me a sympathetic look before taking a seat next to me on my bed, putting an arm around my shoulder and pulling me in. "I know, Hina, things have changed a lot, but you know I won't let you go under or lose yourself. We're best friends, and I'm not gonna let anything happen to you." God damn it tears, why must you come just now?

Sighing gently again I let a single tear roll down my face. "I know, and I appreciate more than you can imagine...Ash..." Is it okay if I say this? Especially at a time in our own lives like this? "Ash I...I think I love you...but-but not in a relationship way, I can't see us dating but-" Damn it, woman, you can stop cutting me off now.

"I know what you mean, Hina-chan, it's okay to tell your friend you love them, I love you but it doesn't mean I'm in love with you, yano?" I just nodded, smiling happily now.

Maybe I should give her an early birthday present..."Wait here, Ash, I got something else for you. I was gonna wait till your birthday but right now is as good a time as any, right?" She nodded, closing her eyes and turning her back to me, allowing me to retrieve the pipe. "No peeking, cheater!" I yelled out, getting a laugh from Ash.

A few minutes passed while I grabbed it, putting a little bow on it. "Oi, you alive in there?" More than alive, Ash. I approached her, quietly sneaking in front of her. "C'mon, you know I hate wait-mmph!" My turn to cut you off, Ash-chan. I buried my lips onto hers, once again, and once more unknown to her.

I could taste the red bull on her lips, and the sweetness of her chap stick drew me in to her even more as we deepened the kiss. My hands explored the tiny little curves she has, making up for my lack of doing so the other time before, and they just made my attraction to her stronger, and the affection we were sharing even more so than before.

We both moaned and groaned into each other, our hands exploring the curves of each other, before we broke the kiss, staring each other in the eye as we processed what we just shared. "H-Hina, you gotta stop surprising me like that, is that the surprise though or is it what's in your hand?" Both, actually. Good eye though, I thought it was hid.

Since she caught on to me I showed her the pipe, handing it off to her as she gawked over what I bought. "I hope you like it, I bought it earlier while I was out and I thought you might like it-oof!" I guess I got my answer when she tackled me in a tight hug, squeezing the life out of me. "Uh, A-Ash, can you let me b-breathe?" I choked out.

She broke the hug and looked at me, laughing sheepishly while rubbing the back of her neck. "S-Sorry, I guess I just got a little excited, but yes, I love it. I've needed a new one for the longest time. Wanna test it out?" I never thought you'd ask, love.

Be right back, going to get stoned.

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June 15th, 10:00 pm.

To say I was nervous would be an understatement. This is the first time I've tried seducing another person, and it's also the first time I've worn lingerie, and it's also the first time I've seduced another girl. Would our first sexual encounter be counted as seducing her? Maybe, maybe not, I guess it's just a matter of opinion.

Yet here I am, putting on this ridiculously intricate basque thingy that I bought. I'm not sure how I managed to sneak it into the restroom without her seeing, even though I wrapped it in my normal clothes I'm putting on over them. "Ugh, this is for Ash, Hinata, just remember that." I told myself, trying to motivate myself to finish the job.

Stockings? Piece of cake. G-string? Not hard, it's just panties with less fabric. But the top is the hardest part. Sure it may be easy to people who have done it a few times in their lives, but I've never put one on, so give me a break, okay? It's not like I'm a sexually active girl...well, I am now, but I wasn't just a few days ago, but I digress.

I sighed in relief when I finally got it on, looking myself over in the full body mirror tacked to the back of the restroom door. "Wow..." I breathed out, surprised to see it fit so well on me. It fits and looks better on me when I've had the chance to shower, and in the full body mirror I noticed how my curves, even though they're stuffed into it, pop out more than usual, and in a good way.

Admittedly I laughed at myself after I did a little dance, shaking my ass in the mirror. Not twerking, per se, but just wiggling it. This is the first time I've ever taken a decent, long look at my body. Yeah, it's crazy, but even after I get out of the shower I just usually look at my face, that's all I really cared to look at.

Of course I saw all of my parts, kinda don't have a choice but to see them, especially when I'm doing the thing with myself, but I hardly ever went out of my way to look at myself in the mirror. And it feels good, it really does, imagining I was another girl I'd think that the girl is a bombshell, so that's always a good thing. Hopefully Ash think so.

Time is a-ticking though, so I threw on my pajama pants with the extra long legs to cover the stockings and a big tee shirt, concealing my next surprise for the girl that I'm glad to call my roommate and occasional lover. One thing that did cross my mind is this: what if she only wanted to do it once? A question best left unanswered for now.

Quietly I shuffled my way into the bedroom, stealthily avoiding drawing the attention of Ash. "Phew, that was close." I barely breathed out, starting to get everything ready for me and her. I made the beds, even though they're about to get messed up, left one lamp on in the far corner and dimmed it with a small blanket I had for some reason.

Next was picking up the dirty clothes and tossing them in the hamper, hiding the hamper itself in the closet. Trash was easy, and next I needed to grab the other stuff I got from Sam's, which was some lube because why not, and a pair of sexy kitten ears because...why the fuck not? Hey, we all have our quirks, get over it.

Within fifteen minutes the stage was set, and now I need to spring the plan into action. I laid on my bed, propped up a little by a few pillows, in the sexiest position I could manage to put myself in. "Ash!" I yelled out, trying to draw her attention. "C'mere, I need your help with something!" No answer. "It's important!" There we go.

"Yeah, be there in a second I'm getting a drink!" She yelled back at me, and I heard her feet shuffle across the floor and into the kitchen. A few seconds later her feet started shuffling over here, my heartbeat picking up and blood pressure rising with each footstep. "Whatcha need Hina...uh..." She eyed me, looking me up and down like a steak.

I looked her in the eye, batting my lashes and shifting myself, giving her a good view of my cleavage. "Oh, uh, I kinda forgot...woops." How I pulled off the innocent and cute little voice is anyone's guess. "What? You're looking at me like you've seen a ghost, Ash-chan. Or is it something else, hmm?" Engage the lip bite and hope it works.

Her eyes widened a little when I tugged on my shirt, pulling it down and revealing a piece of the basque I was wearing. "Uh...Hina?" I looked at her and made a questioning noise, basically saying 'what?'. "Wha...what's this about?" Either she's actually clueless to it or she just doesn't know what to say, either way this is actually working!

Raising my hand I stuck one finger out before scrunching it, making the universal 'come here' gesture. "Hmm, I was hoping you might be able to tell me, why don't you come a little closer and take a better look?" Okay, for someone who hasn't done anything like this before I'm scarily good, not to toot my own horn but even I can tell that much.

Slowly but surely she made her way over here, and I stood up to receive her, moving one of my hands and cradling the back of her neck before pulling her into me, kissing her gently on the lips. Unlike some of our kisses this one was just tender, passionate and loving. The others were intense and enflamed with the fire of a thousand suns.

She moaned into my mouth at the reception, the heat rising in our bodies. Soon enough we were engaged in a slow, soft make out session, our lips locking with each others, tongues diving into each others mouths, eager to explore. My free hand made it's way down to her ass, gripping it and pinching it. Ash broke the kiss to glare at me, before we returned to our previous actions.

Who knew that just a few little YouTube videos would teach you to be a better kisser? And a few online searches and magazine articles from Cosmo about going down on girls helped. God I love the internet, it's always been there for me when I really need it's help, no matter what the situation is. Internet knows, and internet doesn't care.

Now where was I? Oh yeah, that's right. I started working her shirt off, sliding it up and pausing the kissing for a moment to take it off and throw it aside. "Mmm it's your turn to take your shirt off now, baby." Fair point, I think it's time to get these clothes off and expose the lingerie. It is, after all, the reason I bought it, for Ash I mean.

I took my shirt off, deciding to kick my pants off and reveal the entire outfit, including my now soaking wet G-string. Seeing that, Ash removed her pants too, and she wasn't wearing any panties at all. "Aww, but I like unwrapping my desert before I get to it." I playfully whined, walking back up to her and locking lips with her once again.

But this time my hand dove between her legs, rubbing her pussy and clit, making her growl out into my mouth. "You little tease, all you had to do was be naked but no, you just had to hit me in my weak spot." And what exactly is that, Ash? "Big, busty girls in lingerie." Ah...lucky guess?

Smiling at her I picked her up and set her on the bed gently, grabbing the lube from my nightstand. "I guess I'm a psychic, Ash-chan." Alright, no more jokes, it's time to get down to business. "This is KY jelly, it may feel a little weird but it maximizes pleasure, and since it's your birthday I'm gonna make damn sure you have the best orgasm you will ever have, got it?" I muttered into her ear, giving her goosebumps.

With a visible gulp she nodded her head. "Y-yes, Hina-hime." She said, spreading her legs for me and allowing me to squirt a little of the lube onto her pussy, spreading it out slowly, teasing her. "Ugh, H-Hina, d-d-don't tease me baby, y-you k-know what I-I want." I do know what you want, and I plan on giving just that to you.

After I had my fun I positioned my head between her legs, giving her wet entrance a few quick licks, getting small moans from her, before picking up the pace, licking up and down her pussy, from her entrance to her clit, like it was a popsicle. "Mmm, you taste extra good tonight, Ash-chan, I think I want some more though." Now it's go time.

My tongue dove into her insides with force, getting a loud cry of pleasure from her. I moved my hands up to her chest and slid them under her bra, grabbing her small, perky tits and groped them, massaging them slowly and pinching her nipples. Judging by her whimpers and moans that was a good idea. Thanks again, Cosmo, you're a good help.

I continued my work on her, pausing for a minute to stimulate her clit with my tongue and teeth. "H-H-Hina! P-please don't s-stop, I'm c-c-cumming!" Well that was kind of, er, quick. Sure enough her pussy twitched with pleasure and back arched as she gripped the sheets, crying out passionately and moaning for more.

Obliging to her pleads I stuck my middle and ring fingers into her, stimulating her g-spot while I continued sucking on her clit. Another orgasm hit her, this one stronger than the one before, sending her into a mess of moans, whimpers and cries of ecstasy. When it all settled, the aftermath was well worth spending the time and money on this.\

She laid back, flat on her back, staring straight at the ceiling with a blank stare on her face. "How was that, love?" I asked her over the sound of her heavy breathing.

Her head slowly turned over to me and she smiled. "T-that was...am-amazing, Hina..." She stuttered out in between deep breaths. "I-I wa-wanna make y-you cum t-t-too, but I d-don't think I-I can do m-m-much right n-now." I don't think she gets the point of what I was doing tonight, this was for her, not me. I can get off by myself later.

Instead I stood up and walked over to her face, leaning over and planting a small, tiny kiss on her forehead. "Ash, I did this for you. The lingerie, the lube, all of this, I did it all for you. I hardly ever tell you how much I appreciate you, so I thought I'd at least show you." All I know is my pussy is throbbing and I need to give it attention.

"H-Hina, come sit right here, I c-can help you at least right?" She motioned for me to sit down right next to her head, scooting over and making enough room for me to take a seat right there. Giving in I nodded, sliding my panties and stockings off before taking my spot next to her. Having a full sized mattress is such a blessing right now.

My legs spread slowly, exposing my soaking wet and throbbing pussy. I moved my hand down to it, rubbing my clit slowly while Ash reached her hand over, sticking two of her fingers into me and pumping them in and out. I threw my head back in pleasure when her other hand moved to my top and undid it, releasing my tits and letting them breathe in some fresh air.

Her other hand then grasped one of my tits, squeezing and groping it. "A-ah, s-suck on my n-nipple please, Ash-chan." Don't know why, but nipple play turns me on so much more than getting them fondled. She did as I requested, slipping a nipple in her mouth and sucking on it, biting down softly and gently, alternating pressure on it.

The triple pleasure of me playing with my clit and Ash playing with my nipples and fingering my pussy immediately sent my mind into disarray, causing my orgasm to come quicker than hers. "Cum for me, Hinata-chan, cum all over my hand baby." Ash moaned into my ear, driving me over the edge and making me cry out as I was rocked.

It hit me harder than any orgasm did before, and then the second came...and then the third one...whatever this woman did, I need to know, because I had only had two in a row before, never three, and it put me in the same spot she was in.

I collapsed right next to her, managing to wrap my arms around her and pull her into me, cuddling her body into mine and kissing her on the cheek and forehead repeatedly.

Mission: Success. This is Hinata Hyuuga, signing off now.

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June 16th, 9:45 pm.

Another nightly routine is sitting in my room and listening to music, especially when Ash is gone and leaves me alone. Why is she gone? Well, sometimes we both agree it's time to have some alone time, and with emotions running as high as they've been, including the sexual emotions, I think it's well overdue.

It gives me time to reflect on what's gone on in my life, from a to z, and boy has a lot happened recently. My tongue flicked the edge of the empty rillo shell, moistening it so that it'll stick when I 'roll' it over. "Ah, another perfect blunt, maybe I should do this for a living..." I trailed off into my thoughts, before shrugging and sparking it up.

With my face against the floor, I can't see who knocked me out, out the way.

I don't want to get back up, but I have to, so it might as well be today.

Agreed, this whole month felt like a month where I'd not want to even get out of bed, but I have to, so it might as well be today, to quote the song. This album has gotten me through the past year, which surprised me because most of the time a bands 'comeback album' isn't as good as it should be. Slipknot nailed it though, so kudos, and even more because it's the album dedicated to their fallen member.

Nothing appeals to me, no one feels like me, I'm too busy being calm to disappear.

I'm in no shape to be alone, contrary to the shit that you might hear.

Another relatable line, albeit it's a teensy bit angsty in the first line. I'm sure there's quite a few people out there who feel like me, but nothing really appeals to me right now besides getting high and sitting in bed in my bra and panties. And I don't think I should be alone right now, but oh well, whatcha gonna do? We need our time apart.

So walk with me, walk with me, don't let this symbolism kill your heart.

Walk with me, walk with me, just like we should've done right from the start.

Walk with me, walk with me, don't let this fucking world tear you apart.

I hummed the beat in my head while the smoke from the blunt filled my lungs and the room, sending me into another realm of thinking. No, I don't think that smoking brings me to an unearthly realm or enlightens my spirit or whatever bullshit these people spurt out, but it does relax me and let's me think freely for myself, uninhibited.

Well, I am kind of inhibited...god damn it, this is not how I wanted tonight to go. "Chill out, Hinata, just relax and let the music soothe you." Chyeh, if only it was that easy to do. No matter how much I tell myself that it's not gonna come as easy as that. I've told myself I'd go see a doctor about this, but it's not like my dad would let me go.

So where do I go from here? It's like I'm stuck in a rut, except the rut is filled with burning lava and I hold the power to make myself feel better, but I'd rather see myself sit there and suffer instead of facing my demons and banishing them from my mind. I'm a kill god, or so I think, but in reality I'm just another teenage fucked up reject.

It's funny, I'm trying to relax yet I'm listening to a heavy ass band. Guess that's one more fucked up thing about me, add it to the list of wrong things. My eyes panned over to my phone, which buzzed with a message from Naruto that read 'Hey, you doing okay since the show? You haven't texted me since, figured I'd check up, kinda was a little of my fault since I invited you'.

"Heh, is that the only reason you're texting me?" I laughed out to myself, tapping out a message on my phone and sending it to him, a simple 'I'm fine, thanks'.

To each his own, life can do with one less watered excuse.

There comes a time when we can't take the same abuse.

If this is over you can tell me it's no use.

To each his own...I don't want to be a bitch to Naruto, he's been nothing but nice to me, a real gentleman, but right now isn't the best time for me. Well, here's his answer to my reply. 'I'm happy to hear that...is everything really okay though? You seem a bit, well, tired'. How...I don't wanna know how he knows, just drop the phone.

Fuck, it's ringing now, who could it be? "It's...Sasuke?" Sasuke Uchiha...I haven't talked to him in a few months. Him and Sakura were some of my best friends back home, emphasis on were, we had a, er, falling out, of sorts...okay so they didn't like the way I was heading and decided to shut me out, happy?

Might as well answer it. "Hey Sasuke, what made you call me, was it Sakura's nagging or did you just feel bad for leaving me in my quote-unquote 'time of need'?" I said into the phone, expecting a snarly, smartass answer from the raven haired prodigy of the Uchiha family. But when I was met by silence it made me worry for just a minute.

And then he finally spoke, somberly too, raising my worry. "Sakura is dead." What...no...no there's no way! "She killed herself two days ago, I would've told you sooner but this is the first chance I've gotten to call anyone. So no, I don't feel bad, at least not anymore." She's...she's dead...

I tried to talk but this god damn lump in my throat is making it hard to speak. "S-Sasuke, please...please tell me you're joking..." I was met with silence, confirming that she was gone. "I...I'm sorry, Sasuke, things have just been tough and I was mad and-" Do I ever get the chance to finish speaking, or is this just a running gag in my life?

"No, don't do that, I know things have been tough, and we tried to tell you that. But she felt like she failed you, which mad her sad, sad enough that she decided to take her own life. Happy now?" And just like that I went from sad to mad. So that's how we're gonna play this, huh? It's my fault isn't it? I was just a stubborn, stupid bitch and that made my friend kill herself.

Just fucking great, it's fucking terrific. "So this is my fault, huh? What's the real reason you called me, Sasuke, hmm? Did you want to tell me one of my best friends died or are you just looking for a person to blame, an outlet to vent your anger on, since you know you're the one that rejected her at every single pass!" It's true and he knows it.

She always had a thing for him, what she ever saw in him as a dateable guy I don't fucking know. "Shut up! Just shut up!" Did he just yell at me? That's something he's not known for, yelling at people, he's the best at controlling emotions. "Please...shut up..." Is he...is he crying? Okay, now I've seen it all. Er, heard it all.

My heart softened though, and this turned into a somber experience again. "Sasuke, you know as well as anyone else that I'm torn up right now, but do not blame me for her passing. Look, call me tomorrow at two in the afternoon okay? Just cool off and collect your thoughts, mourn her, go to her funeral and tell her I love her one last time, do this for me please..." I begged, my tears starting to come out now.

He sniffled a little bit, and I heard him wipe his eyes. "I will, Hinata, not just for you but for her...I'm sorry, I'll call you tomorrow, goodnight." I didn't even have the strength to tell him goodnight back before it all hit me like a ton of bricks to the chest. Everything just came crashing down on me as I cried out, letting it all go.

I crashed to the floor of my bedroom, sinking to my knees and pressing my head to the floor. She's dead, no more talking to her, no more makeovers, sleepovers, slumber parties, going shopping together, nothing. Replacing that is a blank, dark hole in my heart where I held her memories. I tried to conjure happy thoughts of her, to no avail.

This is gonna be a long night by myself.

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June 17th, 2:30 am.

How do you even begin to mourn the loss of a friend? It's not like we're old and this was only a matter of time, she was seventeen, a young soon-to-be adult woman that had her whole life ahead of her, and she decided to snuff out her own flame and leave this world. I wonder if she even said goodbye to me one last time in her own special way.

God, I can't get rid of her voice saying 'see ya later, alligator' or 'peace in the middle east' or something along the lines of that..."Get out of my head!" I screamed, forming a fist and pounding it into the wall beside my bed. Thankfully I'm a little weakling or I might have put a hole in it and gotten in trouble with the landowner, not like they ever come around anyways.

So now I'm doing what I do best; sitting around wallowing in my own tears, emotions and thoughts while trying to get as high as I can. I've smoked three blunts in the past four hours and it feels like I'm peaking, leaving me in a stoned and stupid stupor, sitting on my bed and biting back tears while listening to my sad and pissed off music.

She's sticking needles in her skin, I turn with an ugly grin, her canvas doesn't leave a lot to fantasy.

But her peace of mind can't stay inside the lines, it's so confusing, the methods that she's using.

She knows she shouldn't leave a mark that I can see.

Will she ever find one million of a kind? It's cold and lonely, but that's because she told me.

Lost inside her dirty world, no one hurts this pretty girl but her.

Once more I sat here humming the beat, but this time it's mainly because I can't think straight enough to even try to sing, not that I was even ever good at it to begin with, it's just something I liked doing. Ash claims I actually sing good, but then again she wouldn't tell me I sucked if I did. Or at least I think she wouldn't, who knows...

I'm just lost inside my dirty world, except people can hurt me, and they do. Quite frequently, I might add, the only one who doesn't is my blonde roommate, but she's gone.

Oh, she's beautiful, a little better than a man deserves. Oh, I'm not insane, please tell me she won't change.

Maybe I should let her go, but only when she loves me, she loves me.

How can I just let her go? Not until she loves me, she loves me, oh.

Letting her go isn't gonna be easy, not in the slightest, and it's not so much letting her go it's coming to terms with the fact that she's gone, in a better place, walking with angels or whatever you believe in, something like that. I just want to ask her why, I wanna know what drove her to the edge of the cliff, and I especially wanna know what it was that pushed her off the cliff.

But as life normally is I don't think I'll ever get the answer to that question. Oh well, throw it on the pile with the hundreds of other unanswered life questions and set it afire.

She's drowning in herself again, my god what a lovely sin, I guess there's nothing left to do but have my way.

She can feel it's right, so she doesn't close her eyes. She smiles and answers, it doesn't seem to matter.

Lost inside my dirty head, something tells me I'm the one who's kept.

Yep, that's me, drowning in myself, but damn am I a lovely sin aren't I? It's the darndest thing, I'll tell you what, for something so sweet and innocent I sure am a dirty little girl just waiting for someone to come by and ruin me. Is it gonna be Ash? Or is it Sakura? It could possibly be Naruto, too, you just never know nowadays.

It's like playing a game of Russian roulette, keep pulling the trigger until you get what you played for. Death, usually, but sometimes permanent brain damage if you're dumb and don't know where and how to hold the gun. I wonder how she did it, was it hanging, shooting, OD, cutting, the possibilities are endless and numerous in number.

Oh, so volatile, a little better than a man defiled. Oh, I need the pain, please tell me she won't change.

Maybe I should let her go, but only when she loves me, she loves me.

How can I just let her go? Not until she loves me, she loves me.

One thing I never understood is how people can stand to hurt themselves. They 'need' the pain, they feed off of it, like it's some sort of sick version of an energy drink, coffee or something like that, something that picks them up and get's them going. Then again, I could just find out myself, there is razors in the restroom.

Perks of living with three girls, if I ever decided to go full emo/goth and wanted to cut myself I had all the tools in the world to do just that...but no, I can't, physically yes I could but if I did that I don't think I could live with myself any longer. It's already hard living with myself knowing I'm a disgrace to the Hyuuga name, that's just too much.

We were meant to be together, now die and fucking love me.

We were meant to hurt each other, now die and fucking love me.

Die and fucking love me, die and fucking love me, die and fucking love me!

She died, but did she fucking love me? Her last words to me were 'I don't know who you are anymore Hinata, we used to be best friends but now...now things are different, we've both changed and I just...I don't know what to think of you anymore...'. She doesn't know what to think of me anymore, and I couldn't agree any more with that.

Was there a note? For some sick reason I can just see her sitting there, penning her own suicide note while choking on tears. 'Dear mom, dad, and everyone I loved, this was never meant to end like this but Hinata fucked me up, so blame her'. Yeah, some friends I've had, they'd blame me happily without a second thought.

What would daddy dearest think, though? If he didn't hate me by then, for some miraculous reason, I might just have a little faith in him. Ever since moms passing he's been the strict, stern ruler of the house. He took love and threw it out the window and watched as the traffic on the street ran over it, smashing it to pieces and scattering what's leftover in the wind, never to return.

That's what's got me the most confused about the box. Was it the love he had leftover that he sent to me in hopes that I'd rekindle the love this family was once upon a time capable of? Yeah, like that's gonna fucking happen, I can't even love myself let alone trying to love others. I love Ash and weed, nothing more.

Maybe, just maybe, it's time I looked at the bigger picture. Not my dad, not my sister, not Ash, but me. For far too long I've neglected to look out for myself, it's high time I go back to the days when I did...who am I fucking kidding, even when I did I ended up fucking myself up worse than before.

It's like I'm destined to but be a dumbass for the rest of my miserable, self-hating life. What a curse, huh? maybe someone like me deserves to be hurt on the outside...

My eyes wandered over to the bathroom where the razor lie on the counter, maybe one cut wouldn't be so bad...I managed to stand up and stumble to the bathroom, I was so high I was tripping over my feet, but I managed to make it there, leaning against the counter. Quickly grabbing the razor I made my way to my room again.

In a matter of minutes I, somehow, disassembled the razor, grasping one of the thing, metal blades. I put it to my exposed thigh and felt the sting of just the tip poking into my skin before dragging it straight across, making a two or so inch red line which started leaking blood within a few seconds, oozing out rather slowly.

But it soon pooled up and I grabbed a napkin from my night stand that was leftover from my fast food dinner and press it to the cut, cleaning up the red, iron scented blood. When I released the pressure, however, it continued to spill out while I watched in amazement at how easy it is to hurt yourself.

I'll tell you what though, now I see that it really does feel good. Really good, almost scarily good, but I craved for more. Within five minutes I had carved four more identical lines into my leg. "W-what have I done?" It was a good question, honestly, what had I done?

I'm too high for this shit...goodnight y'all...

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June 17th, 2:00 pm.

Huh, last night wasn't a bad dream after all...of course the first thing I saw when I woke up was the cuts I made before my phone rang. "Fuck, Sasuke's calling me." I cursed out before picking up, putting on my best strong voice. "Hey Sasuke, what's up?" I asked, sitting up in bed and trying to wake up, biting back a strong yawn.

"Hey, how are you doing?" Is that a real question? If he really knows me he knows that I'm practically dying on the inside. "...judging by your silence I'm guessing not too well huh?" I just snorted a little bit, not really wanting to answer that question. "I shouldn't have asked, should I have?" Good boy, you already know.

Gathering my thoughts I prepared to answer the raven haired boy. "Yeah, no, you know that I'm not doing well, but I'm managing." If you call self-harming, getting super high and not moving managing then yeah, I'd say I'm managing pretty well. "How was her funeral?" He texted me earlier and said it was in a hour or so.

That was at seven thirty in the morning while I was asleep, though, so I didn't see it till now. "She looked so peaceful, Hinata, like nothing was ever wrong in this god damned world." I sweat that I could feel his smile through the phone, before it disappeared quickly. "She was always so peaceful man..." I know, Sasuke, I know.

She was never one to fret over things, living in the moment constantly. "I know, she never stressed...I feel like this is a weird question but how did she do it?" Maybe not the best choice of questions, but it's something that'll bug me till the end of my days. Turns out alcohol and sleeping pills did the trick. "Fuck...I'm sorry, Sasuke, you know if I could've I would've stopped her but..." Yeah, she stopped talking to me.

He coughed a little, cutting the silence short. "I know, you would've, but she cut you out of her life..." And then it returned. I don't know what to say, honestly, there's nothing I can think of. I said I'm sorry, what else is there to say? "You know, she mentioned you in her note..." Hold up, she mentioned me in her suicide note?

Naturally my mind shot to the big question that I had for him now. "S-she did?" I heard him give me a solid 'mhmm', confirming that the words he told me were real and true, which led me to another confounded question. "What...what did she have to say?" It's natural to want to know, right? I'd like to think so at least.

It helps me process things better. "She said she's sorry she cut you out, and that she wishes she would've been there to help you in your biggest time of need, but she didn't, instead she turned her back on you. She just wants you to know that she loved you, she always did, no matter what she said." So she did love me after all...

Maybe I shouldn't have asked that last question after all, it only hurt me more..."It's funny, that was one thing I wondered, and now that I know she did I can at least rest a bit easier...damn it, Sakura, why do you have to always comfort me, even in death?" I laughed a little through the tears that were stinging my eyes.

They dribbled down face, dropping onto my shirtless, bra covered chest as Sasuke laughed a little with me. "Man she would've made a great counselor, I just hope she's happy in heaven." Me too, Sasuke, but unfortunately most religions say that if you commit suicide you won't be granted entrance through the pearly gates.

I wasn't gonna say that, though, even I know when to keep my mouth shut. We talked a little bit more before we ended the conversation at three, leaving it with all of my questions answered. Well, at least all of them that I could get answers to, there are some that I'd have to ask her myself but, well, I can't. I need a bath, though.

Moving my body I stood up, grabbing the razor I left on my night stand and walking into the restroom, filling the tub with hot water and putting some bath salts in it, ones that were supposed to kill stress, but I doubt those little beads will do that for me right now. "Well, here we go." I said, preparing myself for the hot water.

Removing my bra and panties I lowered myself into the hot water, sucking in air quickly at the stinging pain I felt where my cuts were. Eventually it was numbed, and I fully submerged myself in the singing, burning liquid, letting it try it's best to numb the pain I was feeling. Unfortunately it doesn't work like that, and the only thing I could think to do was cut...again.

Grabbing the small blade I held it up to my thigh and made three more cuts next to the old ones, eyeing the blood flowing out, ribboning in the water and dancing in it, like the marimba or samba but for stupid little girls trying to kill their pain. "Thank god for waterproof phones..." I muttered out grabbing my phone from the floor.

Flicking through my music streaming app I found the album I was looking for, Scary Kids Scaring Kids self-titled album, one more album I can listen to from track one to track fifteen. It was the same with their first album, The City Sleeps In Flames, but I need this one right now more than that one, especially this one track.

The silence keeps it easy, keeps you safe for the moment.

As you're walking away your footsteps get louder.

All you needed was time but now time will destroy us.

What's two more cuts, huh? More blood filled the water, dashing around in it as the song soothed me. Well it tried, at least, the songs lyrics striking me hard. I was praying to god for more time to help Sakura, but now that I have the time the time is just sitting here killing me. Ash will be home soon at least...

I can feel her walking away, but instead of her footsteps disappearing they keep getting louder and louder, each one bringing an excruciating stinging in my heart. Truthfully I knew something like this was bound to happen, whenever the skies clear and sun shines on me another wave of thunder and lightning hit, darkening my life once more.

It will all be over, and here we are, we're stuck inside this salted earth together.

You pierce my lungs, my limbs go numb, as my colors fade out you watch me bleed.

You watch me bleed.

Are you watching me bleed for you, 'Kura? Is this what you wanted to see all along? You've hurt me, hurt me a lot more than you can imagine by leaving, and now there's a hole in my heart the size of the sun that can't be filled with anything else but memories of you, and all I see right now are the bad memories, the phone call, the cuts...

It's ringing over and over again in my head, the ringtone I've set, and all I see is Sasuke's name. I see myself answering the phone, being snide to Sasuke, the man you once loved on earth, and then getting the news. You're gone, dead, kaput, no longer with us, moved on, singing with angels, whatever euphemism or reference you'd like to make in this situation.

I gave you everything to die with a smile.

All you wanted was to live for a while.

You took everything but it left you empty.

You can't replace me, you can't.

As much as I'd love to agree that I'm 'irreplaceable' I'm really not, truth be told no one is irreplaceable. There are millions of girls out there cuter than me, sexier than me, hotter than me, more loving, caring, more there than me. Most of the time I'm not here, instead floating off in my land of not giving a fuck about anyone or anything at all.

Yet here I find myself not being able to stop thinking about how much I do give a fuck about you and your horribly timed death. You were about to graduate! We were about to graduate! The future was looking so bright, lit like a bonfire burning in the middle of a warm autumn night, but you had to piss on the fire and knock over the pong table.

It's almost over, and here we are, we'll die inside this salted earth together.

You'll pierce my lungs, my limbs go numb, as my colors fade out you watch me bleed.

You watch me bleed. You watch me bleed. You watch me bleed.

Watch me bleed...

The tub turned a dull red color soon, and I decided it's time to get out and dry off my body, putting pressure on the cuts to make sure that the bleeding has stopped before I made my way to my room, walking across the hall naked and letting my breasts hang freely. They need a bit of fresh air every now and then, yano?

Digging through my clothes I threw on just a pair of sweatpants and no shirt or bra, rolling a quick but still fat blunt before heading into the living room, crashing down onto the couch and throwing my head back. "Man I wish today would just end already..." I breathed out before sparking up, letting the odorous, smelly stench of marijuana fill the living room, flowing from my lips as well.

I put my arm across my body, propping up my good sized breasts and flicked through my phone, looking for anything to pass the time. A video, texting people that I meet on various social media outlets, etcetera. Unfortunately most guys just hit me up to see me naked, and even though I really am basically naked in my living room I'm no whore.

Flicking the ashes off the end of the weed cigar I took a long drag off of it, holding the massive amount of smoke in my lungs for a good fifteen seconds before exhaling it all slowly, pushing the smoke out of my lungs and polluting the air in this apartment with the THC filled stuff. Why is this shit illegal anyways? Oh yeah, I remember now...

Scanning through my tumblr, because I'm just that emo and shitty, my pussy started heating up when I saw all of the hot, naked girls and guys that filled my dashboard and tried to seduce me. My hand absentmindedly moved into my sweatpants, and my fingers started slowly rubbing my clit, making me lean back in pleasure and satisfaction.

It has been a while, for me at least, since I've pleased myself, so why not now? I let two of my digits slide into my soaking wet pussy, pushing them in and out and moaning softly at the same time, using my other hand to rub my clit. One good thing about big tits is that I can easily bite my own nipples which is what I'm doing right about now.

My orgasm came quickly, stunning me and sending my mind into a disarray of sorts as the pleasure and ecstasy of it all hit me at once. It was like a euphoric high, this one was, and my moans were uncontrollable. "Ah, ah! Mmm I'm cumming so hard right now!" I moaned out, feeling my hand dampen with my own love juices.

Raising my hand to my mouth I tried something I hadn't tried yet, licking my own cum off my fingers and tasting it, humming in delight that it tastes just as good as Ash's.

Still, a woman can't help but wonder what a real man feels like, what a real man tastes like, what a real man fucks like.

Maybe one day I'll find out...

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June 17th, 10:30 pm.

Yeah, today has been one of the most boring days ever, I even turned to habitual masturbation to fix the problem but it hasn't worked. I've had fifteen orgasms today and no single one was enough to satisfy me enough to where I could get up off the couch other than to roll up more weed to get even higher than I was before.

My eyes shot over to the door when I heard the tumblers click open after someone inserted their key and unlocked it, and then the door swung open. "Hey Hina, I'm home-oh there you are...and you're topless...and you're getting high...man I came home at the right time didn't I?" She laughed out, plopping down next to me on the couch, throwing her arm around me and hugging me tightly.

I tried my best to hug her back and look happy but failed miserably, instantly drawing Ash's attention and worry. "Before you ask, I am okay, just really sad. You remember that Sasuke dude I told you about?" She nodded, looking at me as I spoke. "He called me today." Dramatic pause...and continue. "Sakura killed herself three days ago." Nice.

That was the best way to say it, just plain and blunt, to the point. "Oh my god...I'm so sorry to hear that, hime..." She didn't get the chance to ask anymore questions since I spared her the Hinata Treatment of always having to ask, instead telling her everything. "Damn, I know it has to be hard on you, no wonder you're high as fuck." Smart one.

For the next hour and a half we said nothing to each other, just holding each other and processing everything. It was right now when I noticed a couple of things. "Please stay with me, Ash, I missed you so much..." That's one thing, and for the next thing... "Ash...I love you...not as a friend, I feel, but I love you." In every way possible, too.

Her reaction went from shocked, to happy, to one thing that bugged the fuck out of me: sad. "Hina...I love you too but..." And there's the but I was looking for, the one that was gonna fuck me up all over again. "I don't think I can be with anyone right now, I enjoy the fun we're having just right now isn't the best time for a relationship." Great.

Shifting from our spot I sat up, turning my head and attention to the blonde Irishwoman sitting next to me. "So you enjoy the sex but you just don't think you could handle being with me, that's just great." I sarcastically slurred out, standing and moving towards the room, there's no way I can be in that living room right about now.

Ash stood, trying to follow me before catching the cold glare I gave her when I spun around. "H-Hina..." She muttered, backing up a little bit. "I...I don't know who you are anymore...you've changed so much and I just don't think you know what you want or need right now." Not this again...last time someone said that, well, you know what...

Continuing on my path I barged into the room, stuffing some clothes into a bag and slinging my arms into the straps. I threw on a bra and shirt before making my way out of the bedroom, heading to the front door. When I paused, giving Ash the chance to say something, she kept silent, not even watching me as I walked out of the apartment and slamming it.

I took a taxi to the closest, cheapest motel in the area. Not that I don't have the money in my account to go five stars, but I don't deserve that right now, I'll manage with the one and a half to two stars the 'Marigold Motel' had to offer on the internet. Apparently it's a prostitute hotspot, which is great, now I look like a whore waiting for dick.

Throwing my bag on the floor I shut the door and hit the A/C, cranking it to high and jumping into the bed, ripping my shirt off. I need to get high, but imagine the look I was wearing when I realized something. "Fuck! I forgot my pot!" I cursed myself, knowing I can't just go back and get it, it's unfortunately not all that simple. Nothing is, really.

All I could do is make a simple phone call to my dealer. "Yeah I'm in the area, you got cash?" I affirmed him I had cash with a simple, happy 'mhmm'. "Okay, I'll be there in five minutes. Room forty seven right?" With another 'mhmm' he was on his way, and I sighed in relief at the fact that I'd soon be high and numb again.

But when I reached in my bag to grab my wallet, which had my cash in it, and found it wasn't there, I almost threw myself out of the second story window. Not to my death, at least I think I'd be fine, but an excuse to go to the hospital. Unfortunately that would mean that more than likely they'd throw me in the psych ward for an 'evaluation'.

The clock ticked and soon the dealer, known only as Smokey, knocked on the door. Thinking quickly I answered the door in just my bra, which was a nice red to go with the black sweats I was wearing. "Hey Smokey, thanks for coming last minute, me and Ash had a little, er, falling out, and I need to get high." Like he cared, he wants his money.

He grunted a little bit, grabbing the sack of weed from his bag and sticking his hand out. "It is what it is, but I need the thirty bucks homie." Yeah, see, that's the problem.

I put on a nervous smile, biting my lip and trying to look as sexy as possible. "Well, you see, she kinda has my wallet with her. Is there any alternative way I can pay you for this?" Am I really about to lower myself to performing sexual favors for drugs? Probably, it can't be as bad as eating a girl out, can it?

Biting my bait he stepped fully into the room, shutting the door behind him firmly before looking me in the eye, searching for lies. "Hmph, I suppose I could take some other type of payment. What were you thinking?" What am I thinking? I saw his hand go to his crotch, rubbing his boner through his pants. At least it looked decently sized.

Taking steps closer to him until I was face to face with him I just leaned into his ear, whispering softly. "Just let me worry about that, Smokey." I kissed his cheek gently and quickly before sinking to my knees like one of the many pornstars I've seen. My thoughts shifted from what was I doing to how the fuck am I gonna do this?

My guess is just mimic what I've seen, the dude actors seem to like it. My hand gripped his jeans, loosening his belt and unbuttoning his pants, the sound of my heartbeat pounding in my ears. I couldn't stall too much, I had to stay confident, and soon enough I had pulled his pants down to his knees, staring at the imprint of his cock pressing against his boxer-briefs.

Looping a finger on either side of his underwear and pulling it down I gasped a little when it sprung loose, almost smacking me in the face. For the first time in my life I was finally face to face with a dick, and if I'm right his was pretty okay sized. If there was a guesstimate I'd say close to seven inches, but the shape of it was stellar in my mind.

A hand lightly grasped his length, which was throbbing in my hand, as my tongue darted out of my mouth, swirling around the tip of his cock. I heard him grunt in pleasure from my act, looking up and catching his eyes in mine, confirming that what I was doing was good. He rested a hand on my head, telling me that it was time to go all in.

Inserting the tip into my mouth I bobbed my head back and forth on it, going from the tip to three inches, before fitting five inched in my mouth, finding a good rhythm and sticking to it. He seemed satisfied enough with my skill, which was really nothing but guessing, groaning as I sucked his cock, slurping a little bit and letting it get messy.

His cock was covered in my spit, which dripped from his member and onto my chest. I tried going all the way down, choking on it and coughing a little bit before going back to my regular rhythm. But I learned something interesting enough, when it hit the back of my throat it got covered in the thick phlegm at the back of the throat.

I'm assuming that made it that much better since he got into it, bucking his hips now and basically fucking my mouth and throat which, admittedly, turned me on quite a bit, making this whole thing easier. And then a few minutes later came the time I thought would never come, he grabbed my hair, holding his cock in my mouth as it twitched.

And then he came, cumming in my mouth and filling it with the sticky white substance. The taste was just ugh, I didn't like it, but I managed to hold it in and swallow it all, not missing a single drop even while grimacing at the slimy seed sliding down my throat. "Huh, never thought you'd actually do it, but a deal is a deal, here ya go." He said to me, pulling his pants up and buttoning them before doing his belt.

He grabbed the plastic bag from his backpack, tossing it onto the bed and going to leave, his hand touching the doorknob before I stopped him. "Hey, one more thing...you wouldn't happen to have any cigars would you?" I asked, biting my lip once more as he dug back into his bag, grabbing a simple two pack and tossing it my way.

Without even so much as looking back he was gone, leaving me in my own thoughts. I just sucked someone's cock for weed...what have I done?

No time to dwell on it, it's time to get high, it's well deserved. At least it is to me.

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June 18th, 2:45 am.

One thing that honestly has me confused is that even though what I did was completely immoral and against everything I've stood for, I can't help but think about what I did and, well, I want more. Just that one taste of actual sex with a real guy has made me wonder what that feels like when the cock is in me.

Eh, who cares, I'm high right now and that's the only thing that matters to me. No thoughts about the blonde waiting at our apartment, no wondering if she's mad at me, sad about me leaving, or worried if I'm okay, right now I feel nothing but bliss, pure bliss. Maybe this shit is laced, but I honestly don't care right now, I feel great.

Initially I thought about fingering myself but I knew that wasn't gonna work for me, I need the touch of another person, which entered another thought in my head; Naruto, the blonde dude that just might be the answer that I'm looking for, all I need to do is shoot a text. 'Hey Naruto-kun, what're you up to right now?' seemed good, hit send.

A second after I set my phone down, however, I got my answer. 'Nothing, just at my house, what's up Hinata-chan?' he hit me back with 'chan', it was expected, but that's a good thing right about now. 'At a motel room, had to get away from the apartment and the drama. Wanna chill?' is that too forward? Maybe, but I couldn't care less.

My phone buzzed again, notifying me of his reply. 'Well I do wanna hear this story, what motel are you at?' he asked, getting the simple reply of 'Marigold, on the corner of Waller and Jameson, room forty seven. Knock four times so I know it's you, don't trust a lot of people in this area' and rightfully so, it's pretty run down.

When I got the confirmation text that he was on his way with a fifteen minute eta I made my way to the restroom, brushing my teeth and putting on my best outfit for doing things like this, which was seducing people, something I've only done with one woman. I had on a pair of jean booty shorts with no panties, giving him good access to my not yet defiled genitalia.

Er, not defiled by men yet, I should say. On top of that was a bra that made for good cleavage and a tank top to showcase it in perfectly. I thought about ditching the bra but decided it would be too obvious, gotta make em play a little bit I guess. Tying my hair into a ponytail and squirting some perfume was the finishing touches I needed.

Biding my time without going back on my plans was hard, but I knew once I smoked this other blunt with him and we both got relaxed I knew this was gonna go well. If it didn't, well then that'd just be one more god damned thing that didn't go well I my life. I lost my best friend and got turned down by the first person I've truly loved.

Well, the first person that isn't family or Sasuke that I've truly loved. The fifteen minutes passed, turning into twenty, which worried me, but as I was about to text him and ask him where he was four knocks sounded into the hotel room. I moved to answer the door, sighing in relief when I saw the young blonde being behind the door.

"Hey, thank you so much for coming, Naruto-kun, tonight has just been a huge mess for me." I leaned in and kissed him on the cheek, much like I did with Smokey, before ushering him into the apartment. He sported a blush as he came in, taking a seat on the rickety old bed. "So, how have things been since the show?" I feigned interest.

He seemed dressed to impress much like me, wearing a tight fit shirt that squeezed the cuts on his muscles, a pair of basketball shorts to hide whatever boner he may have in the case it goes sexual but they also allow ease of access, and a pair of sandals. It's Texas and it's hot so I don't blame him for wearing them at all.

And so he started drabbling on and on about stuff I was faking interest in, soaking it in while humming in agreement or disagreement, pending the situation, before he turned the attention to me. "But enough about that, what happened with you and Ash?" Oh boy, I wasn't exactly ready to tell him, but it's now or never.

I went over what happened tonight, and the thing that shocked me was he was fully invested in listening to me, putting in his thoughts whenever possible. "But yeah, I just needed to get away and figure things out on my lonesome. I've never been in a situation like this so yeah...you wanna smoke a little with me?" I asked, praying for him to go along with it and bite the bait.

Pondering it for a second he looked at my pleading face, which broke him. "Alright yeah I'll budge, I know it sucks smoking alone and it would really hurt anything so fuck it, right?" That's right, Naruto, fuck it, but not just it, but me. But that's a bigger fish to land, so I'll move on that just a little bit later. Getting high is the first step.

Step one; get him high, was complete, as the last of the blunt burned out as he snuffed it out in the ashtray. "Man I needed that, it's the only thing that relaxes my mind like that other than, well..." And here is step two; seduce him. One of those ways is hinting at sexual things but not outright saying them, being mysterious in the process.

A magazine said that guys like a little mysteriousness sometimes, so hopefully it works. "Other than what, Hina-chan?" He said, looking me in the eye and melting me down.

Boy are his eyes a weapon, their piercing blue color cutting through my defenses. I scooted a bit closer to him, my thigh touching his. "Well...I think you know exactly what I mean, Naruto-kun, you just don't want to assume since it's not the best thing to just assume, amirite?" I batted my eyelashes, working overtime to lower his defenses.

It seemed to be working, as he moved in closer to me as well, resting a hand on my thigh and smiling at me. "I think I do know what you mean, Hina, but I don't think you know exactly what you're asking for, do you?" It's pretty plain and simple, Naruto-kun, do I have to spell it out for you?

My hand grasped his wrist as I spread my legs a tiny bit, allowing me to plant his hand between them, letting him feel the heat between them so he knew what I was thinking about. "Oh I do, Naru-kun, and judging by the tension I see in your shorts you know it too." Time to make a full on move, isn't it? There's no more time to kill.

I moved my hand over to his thigh, rubbing it slowly and garnering a couple of grunts from him as he tried to take control again. "So you do know what you want..." I can't believe he's legitimately surprised. A girl invites you to a motel room at three in the morning and now she's rubbing your leg...he must be daft or stupid or something.

His hand moved up and down, drawing a little whimper from me as the wetness shot sky high between my legs. "I-I do, but here's the important question..." Alright, I have to say I'm pretty good at pausing for the effects purpose. "...do you want the same thing I want?" My hand gripped his boner through his shorts now, running up and down its length, which was more impressive than Smokey's.

This was the point when I had second thoughts, though, he had to be at least eight and a half inches, maybe even closer to ten! "Mmm, I think I do, Hinata." He purred into my ear, locking lips with me in a surprisingly intense and affectionate kiss that sent my brain into distress mode, making me freeze all actions to focus on kissing him back.

And that I did, indeed, pressing my lips back onto his even deeper, allowing me the time to recollect my thoughts enough to resume my rubbing of his massive, thick penis.

Moans and groans filled the hotel room as we both fondled each other, my hand on his cock and his hand running up and down my side before finding it's way up my shirt where he slid it up and under my bra, squeezing and massaging my tits and continuing to make my pleasure and moistness stack up, almost boiling over early.

But that's where I took control, breaking the kiss and standing up, pulling my shirt over my head and tossing it into the restroom, ditching my bra in similar fashion and doing the same with it as the shirt, banishing it to the restroom, leaving me standing bare chested in front of him. "You like what you see, baby?" I said in my best sexy voice.

He managed to nod his head through the sexual tension and shock he was surely facing. I laid down on the bed flat on my back, letting him do the rest of the work, his hand moving to my shorts and unbuttoning them. I felt them slide down my legs slowly before he removed them completely, revealing my soaking wet pussy, ready for him.

Shortly after he thrusted his shorts and boxers down, releasing his nine to ten inch masterpiece of a cock. Seeing it bare made me sure it was nine at least, ten at max. "You sure you want this, Hinata-chan?" He asked, getting a quick nod from me. "Okay, I have to ask you know? Better safe than sorry." I don't blame him at all, women can suck.

When he crawled onto the bed, my heartbeat picked up, then he grabbed my legs, pulling me closer to him as he lined up with my entrance, shooting my heartbeat up even faster than before, and then he prodded my entrance with his cock, making me moan and whimper, biting my lip to hold back until he actually penetrated me.

Then it happened. His cock pierced me, making me cry out in pain at the feeling of his length and width tearing my pussy open. I barely managed to mask the moans of pain with ones of pleasure and a simple lie. "I...I've never been with someone so big before, so take it a little easy please." I begged, getting a nod from him.

He eased half of it into me, groaning and grunting at the tightness of my un-fucked pussy. "Oh god, Hina, you're so tight." He hissed out, pushing the rest of his cock into me with ease, my trembling, hot and wet pussy happily accepting his length. It hurt like hell, but the pain seceded soon, replaced by pleasure as he found a rhythm, bucking his hips and slamming his rock hard dick in and out of me.

It sent my brain into a haywire type of mode, the sheer pleasure of his length ramming into me repeatedly sending chills down my spine. "Mmm, o-o-oh my god Naruto-kun, p-please, h-harder baby!" I cried out for more, and he responded by going harder, his balls slapping against me as he speedily and roughly fucked me.

I could feel both of us peak at the same time five minutes later, me due to inexperience and him due to my tightness and wetness. "Oh-oh god, Hinata, I-I-I think I'm gonna, ugh, I'm cumming!" He groaned and grunted out, pulling out and rubbing his cock while rubbing my clit as well, before his cock erupted, blasting my chest with his cum.

My orgasm hit me at the same time, amplified by the feeling of his hot and sticky jizz hitting me in the stomach, chest and some even reached as high as my neckline, giving me a double orgasm that drove me crazy. "Ah-ah! Oh god this is so good, Naru-kun!" I moaned out as the orgasm flurried through my body, dying out shortly after it came.

And then there was the one thing I didn't think through in my head beforehand, something porn doesn't cover; the aftermath. His body collapsed, laying next to mine in our heaping mess of hot, sweaty, huffing and puffing bodies. "Oh...oh god that was great..." He breathed out, splaying his arms out wide.

There's something I need to know, though, or else it'll bug me, does he taste better than Smokey? Let's find out. With all the strength I could muster I moved my hand to my chest, scooping the cum off of it and sticking my fingers in my mouth, licking it off and getting every drop. Sure enough, though, he did taste a lot better than the pot dealer.

In fact, he tasted so much better that I scooped as much of his cum up as I could from everywhere, licking the majority of it up and savoring the bitter but amazing taste of his seed. "You...you taste good, Naruto-kun..." I muttered, trying to fight off sleep, but it eventually took me much like Naruto just did.

Hard and quick.

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June 18th, 12:15 pm.

That was the best nights sleep I've had in forever, even better than when me and Ash slept together. Imagine my surprise when I wake up and there a note sitting on the bedside nightstand, though, and what it read surprised me even more than that.

"Yo, you passed out after we slept together and I didn't feel right just leaving you like that so I cleaned up the rest of my, well, yano, off your chest.
If you're a little sore there's some ibuprofen and water on the desk, and I just wanted you to know something.
I like you a lot, Hinata, and as good as last night was, which it really was great, I want you to know I see more in you than just sex.
I know I'm not Ash, but if you feel up to it and want to give me a chance at making something more than last night just shoot me a text.
With love, Naruto.P.S.- I rolled you a blunt, too.

Yeah, and here I thought that all we were doing was just having a quick fuck. I know practically nothing about sex other than it's fucking good, at least with him it is, but was it wrong to assume that what happened was just a one night stand? We didn't say we loved each other, he didn't stay the whole night, I seduced him, I mean it's practically written on the wall for him.

Which just begs the question; am I gonna give him a chance to be more than just a one time lover-er, fucker? He certainly deserves it in my mind, but am I even capable of giving him a chance with me when I'm in this position? Maybe another position would bring more answers...okay, bad Hinata, enough thinking about sex right now.

I don't even know who or what I want right now, nor am I in any position make a clear decision. All I see this ending in is just more confusion and more pain for me and for him, and I can tell his heart is huge and mostly pure, so that's not something I want to put him through right now. He deserves a lot more than me.

Heh, it's funny, this whole situation came about because someone told me they weren't sure they could be in a relationship right now, putting me in an identical situation to theirs but with a boy. He wants a shot, and I guess the least I could do is let him try, but he needs to know that I'm not in a good place in my life right now beforehand.

He's lucky I covered my quickly healing cuts with some base makeup I had before Ash got home last night, and even luckier that it stayed all night, especially when we were sweating, moaning, groaning and grunting in the midst of out coitus. Our mind-blowing, hell-raising, orgasm-making and...ugh, enough, I'll end up just wanting more.

Oh well, such is human nature right? We beg for more and more until we've had our fix, moving on to the next person to satisfy our never-ending and ever changing needs.

Let me at least text him and test the waters. 'Hey, thanks a ton for the ibuprofen, I am pretty sore. The least I owe you is a date, just tell me the time and the place and I'll be there'. Hopefully that does the trick, besides, how bad can one date be? It's not like we're gonna become an official couple over one date...right?

If life has taught me anything it's that you always, always expect the unexpected, and to always stay prepared in the event that the unexpected does happen. But if it's truly unexpected then it wouldn't be expected, but we're expecting the unexpected so the unexpected isn't actually unexpected...fuck this shit, it's making my brain hurt.

Not my head, but my actual brain, I can feel it stabbing me and telling me to stop thinking about shit too much. 'Awesome! How does a movie sound tomorrow? We can go watch the new Spider-Man movie or something, but it'll most likely be around eight, just let me know' oh I plan on it, I might as well accept, there's no reason to not say yes.

'That sounds awesome, I'll be ready, just find a time and let me know Naruto-kun' and send. But now this comes back to the events of last night. Can I really be mad at Ash for not wanting to date me? I was just being a little brat, I just hope she can forgive me. I dialed her number, hearing it ring and ring before it went to voicemail, where I left her a message apologizing.

I don't know why she wouldn't answer me, we've had bigger arguments than this where we didn't talk for just a day before we made up with each other. Maybe I just need to go by there and see her in person. Yeah, that's actually a good idea, one of the few ones I've had recently, that way she'd have no choice but to face me and talk to me.

Throwing on my normal clothes, which were just some sweats and a tee but this time I'm wearing my bra and panties, I headed to the front desk to inform them that I need one more night here at least, paying for it before catching the quick, five to ten minute cab ride home. Well, my real home, not my temporary home.

The cab squealed to a halt in front of the apartment, letting me out as I walked up to the door, inserting my key and turning it to unlock the door. Swinging the door open I took a step inside, finding it relatively quiet in here. "Ash? Are you home?" I called out, setting my keychain down on the coffee table sitting in the living room.

Making my way towards the kitchen I still saw nothing, and then I slowly creaked open my bedroom door, revealing my roommate, who was just sitting on her bed and taking a look at some paperwork. "Oh, hey Hina..." She muttered, still flipping through some papers. "I'm going home for a month, I think it's something that needs to happen."

Doing my best not to question her I just took a seat next to her on the bed. "Ash...I'm sorry I left last night, it was stupid and childish and I want you to know that I support your decision, I just...I just wasn't thinking right last night. Hug it out?" I asked, opening my arms and inviting the blonde Irishwoman in for a hug.

She looked over and smiled softly at me, accepting my invitation, pulling my body into hers. "It's okay, Hinata, but there's something I need to take care of over there that's needing my immediate attention. I'll be back by the middle of July. It's sudden, but there's nothing I can do..." Hey, if it needs to be done then it needs to be done, amirite?

I gave her a soft smile, resting my hand on her shoulder. "No worries, Ash, just stay safe. When are you leaving?" My question was answered by her waving her hand at her already packed luggage, showing me her flight and cab itinerary. "Oh, right now, gotcha..." What else is there to say? She stood and walked out of the room, leaving me.

And for the first time in who knows how long I am truly alone. There's no one here, no Ash, no Isa, no Ada, no Naruto, nobody here to make sure I don't act like an idiot. But then again I'd do it anyways, not like I've ever cared about what anyone has said besides the woman that just left me, and she's not gonna be back for a long time.

Well it's long to me, she'll be out for almost a month. The only thing I wonder about is what this business she has that she needs to take care of. She's never kept any secrets from me before, we've always been open with each other about the shit storms that are our lives, since we usually help each other conquer the issues we're facing.

So now I have no one home with me and a hotel room for one more night and an itching for more sex.

This is just great, guys, just fucking awesome.

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June 18th, 8:45 pm.

I think this is the first time I've spent a whole day by myself just doing what I wanted to do. I went to the mall and went shopping, I think it'll make my dad happy since he's finally not the only one spending money. You know you've got a lot of money when your own dad asks you to start spending money on yourself.

See, we've never lived a flashy lifestyle, opting to live in a still decent sized house that cost a few hundred thousand in a suburb in Osaka, he drives a Jeep so it's not like the car was expensive since, well, he owns part of the damn Jeep company. How he managed to but part of it from Dodge is anyone's guess, they're supposedly pretty stingy.

Then again being one of the top car companies in the states and the world is a tough thing to achieve, so when people come in and just start trying to buy pieces and chunks of the company I can imagine it wouldn't go well. Something they worked so hard for and now someone owns thirty percent of it...I guess they like him enough?

And it's honestly done well since he acquired it in twenty fifteen, sales are up, customer satisfaction is at an all time high since the wartime productions of the vehicles, and it has been an overall increase in quality while also making it cheaper. My dad is someone I would refer to as a motherfucking genius, which is why I still listen to his advice.

Even if it sometimes doesn't go well for me he knows a lot of things. But back on track, I bought some cute clothes, especially some more booty shorts that show off my now growing ass, some shirts to show off the cleavage, some more matching sets of bras and panties, and then I hit up the smoke and sex shop, getting a dildo, stocked up on my cigars and got some condoms.

Better safe than sorry, right? Then I went to Smokey, actually paid him for a good amount of pot and pretty much stocked up for the next two weeks. These next two weeks are gonna be long ones, I can tell you that for sure, but once I make it and get settled in and accustomed to being alone I think I'll be okay.

Thankfully I got the dealer to buy me a carton of cigarettes. Sure, I don't smoke a lot, but I think it's something that I can pick up for now. Something to kill the stress and it should make me seem edgier to any guy I might meet so they'll not think I'm some small, innocent and defenseless girl. Knowing people helps, too, and I know a few dudes.

Maybe not personally enough to say they're friends but they'd protect me if needed...for the right price, that is. Everyone has a price, big or small, we all have a number.

So what am I gonna do tonight with my last hotel night? Well right now I'm just sitting in the hotel room with a blunt hanging from my lips wearing nothing but a pair of nice, black with red trim matching bra and panty set that I bought today from Victoria's Secret. Inhaling the smoke I expelled it slowly, enjoying the calming effects of the THC.

Lavender eyes surrounded by the bloodshot red streaks are what I saw when I look in my front facing camera, smiling and giggling a little bit. The sound of the radio rock and metal blasting from my new speaker filled the room and helped me roll through the night comfortably and happily, the two things I really want right now besides dick.

Unfortunately the latter doesn't seem too easy to come by...well it is, just I haven't pulled the trigger. Seriously, the second I step online and start perusing through my few social media sites there's a ton of dudes hitting on me. But right now it's just a matter of who I might let fuck me, and the options that I have aren't all that appealing to me.

A knock rang through the room, however, pulling me from my stupor. "Fuck." I extinguished the blunt and sprayed some air freshener in here trying to get rid of the smell before I answered the door. I peeked through the peephole and saw a man standing there, he must have been not much older than me, maybe nineteen or twenty max.

Slowly I creeped the door open, leaving the security chain attached to it so he couldn't open it all the way. "Hello?" I called out, trying to get an answer from the young man that was standing at my motel room doorway. He turned and looked at me, smiling softly before taking a breath, preparing to answer me.

"Hey there, my name is Drake and I've been here at this motel for a few days and I couldn't help but noticing a couple of men going in and out of your room." Oh...great, he thinks that I'm a prostitute. Wonderful. "To make a long sentence short, how much are you charging?" Wait...he'd actually pay me to have sex with me?

No, there's no way that I'm gonna hoe myself out...then again I was gonna let someone fuck me without paying just because I'm horny and needy, and he is better looking than most guys on my social media so there's that. "Hmm...how much are you willing to pay?" It was the only thing I could think of, I don't know how much is normal.

He smiled at me, pulling out his wallet and opening it, showing me the cash he was packing, and it was a lot. "I don't know, but seeing you in that get-up I'm thinking...hmm, how does two hundred for an hour sound?" Two hundred? That's more than I spent on clothes today! I was expecting maybe a quarter of that for a whole night honestly.

I returned the smile he gave me, licking my lips slowly at the sight of the money. "Hmm...that sounds like a deal. Normally I do three hundred but since you're nice and close to my age range I can cut you a deal. Come in quickly." I undid the security chain, allowing him to come in and take a seat on the bed. "Do you smoke?" I asked, lighting up a cigarette to clear the weed smell more.

The nicotine filled smoke hit my lungs as he waved his hand and shook his head softly. "Nah, I used to but I quit. Never interested me in the first place, mostly." He said as he stood up and removed his wallet from his jeans, pulling out the two hundred and handing it to me. "Any rules? Preferences?" He asked, removing his shirt and tossing it.

Preferences? Hmm..."Yeah, I don't do rough play or anal." Mainly because I've never done anal before, I've heard it hurts like a motherfucker. I'd think about possibly doing it if the dude wasn't hung like Naruto, that would tear me in two. "But I'll think about the latter if the situation appeases me." I said, removing my bra and laying it on the desk.

His interest was piqued, I could tell when his eyebrow raised when I said the last bit. "Well what would appease you? More money? 'Cuz that's no issue." He said, grabbing his wallet and pulling another hundred dollars out. "Will this do?" Of course! But he doesn't need to know that I'm that easy, I need to be strong in this situation.

My hand reached out and took the money with a smile. "Yes...well first let me see how 'big' you are." I almost forgot about that part in the midst of my money loving binge that I'm going through. He pulled his pants down, exposing his six and a half inch hard cock. "Not bad, I think it'd be just perfect." I smiled, stashing the extra money away.

It was time to get down to business though. I sunk to my knees as he walked over to me, positioning himself in front of me. Taking the tip in my mouth I looked at the clock on the wall, which read nine 'o clock, giving him until ten o' clock. I started bobbing my head back and forth on his rock hard erection, actually preferring the smaller size.

Honestly it kinda is better, it's not choking me to death and I'm sure it wont try to rip my ass in two. He grunted, grabbing a handful of my hair and aiding me along, helping me take all six and a half inches of him inside my mouth. I released it with a pop and a gasp for air, certain that I warmed him up good enough to start fucking.

I crawled onto the bed, getting on my hands and knees and allowing him to remove my panties, which he threw onto the desk with the matching bra. "Now, this is gonna hurt a little bit okay? I can tell you've never done it before, you're way too tight to have done it before." Nice observation. I heard the condom wrapper tear and hit the ground.

A few seconds later he had it on, poking and teasing my tight, virgin asshole. "Mm, yeah it hurts already. Just get it over with." I said, preparing myself for whatever was just about to come. And when it did I knew what he was talking about, it hurt like a son of a bitch. "Ah! Come on, put it all in and get going." I begged, hoping it would subside.

Just like when me and Naruto had sex, my first time, the pain seceded shortly after, and he started slamming his average sized cock into me, stretching out my asshole while he squeezed my tits and pinched my nipples. I moaned out at the duo of pleasurable actions, gripping the bedsheets in my hands tight and holding on for dear life.

He fucked me until he came ten minutes later, discarding the condom in the trashcan. We fucked again, this time he fucked my pussy, but it was missing something, it didn't really feel all that good. I still had an orgasm, but there was no spark like when me and Naruto slept together. It just felt like I was masturbating but, well, not exactly, just with someone's cock inside of me.

When the time came up, however, he was done and left after dressing. No making sure I was okay, no nothing, and just like that I was once more alone.

The money is good, but is it really worth it? That's debatable, I need to get high, though.

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June 19th, 10:15 pm.

Okay, tonight was pretty fun indeed. The movie was great, the dinner before was pretty good, and overall I had a blast. Something good to erase the memories of last night.

And now I'm back in my home sweet home, with my own bed, my own atmosphere, somewhere I can get comfortable and just chill while trying to not give a fuck about what may be on my ever active mind. 'Had a blast Naruto-kun, we need to do this again' I texted the blonde boy. While I don't want to lead him on I think one more date would be a pretty good idea, if I say so myself.

His text back was simple but still sweet. 'Me too, it was the best night I've had in months, we'll figure another time out another night, have to go to the DR in the morning 0: have a good night, Hinata-chan!' Okay, I never said it was short, but it was pretty simple to me. He had a good time, he'll talk to me later, he has to sleep, generic farewell.

Sometimes simple is a good thing, shit gets overcomplicated in this day and age. Take pot, for example, you had three options thirty years ago; blunts, bowls or joints. Now you can roll with special papers, oil, hash, moon rocks, kief, a thousand types of edibles and the strains and numerous and plentiful. Like Dream Queen, my current batch.

It's been a longtime favorite of mine since it really just knocks me out and shoots me into a zoned out state of euphoric bliss and heaven on earth, plus the taste and aroma is just ugh, so good, and that's enough about it because I have things I need to do before I crash down onto the couch and vegetate for the night.

I walked into my room, stashing the new clothes and organizing them, putting them all in the right places, grabbing only my speaker and taking it into the living room with me. That is, of course, after I change into some jammies, my choice for the night being a pair of fuzzy batman pants and a tank top, only wearing a pair of comfy panties.

Over time I've grown to realize my breasts are big, and as such they need to have some freedom every now and then, they're also my biggest asset and weapon when I need them to be too, so the more that I treat them right the more they'll be happy with me. Then again they are a part of my body, not an individual that has rights and freedoms.

My phone buzzed with another text, this time it's from Ash, however. 'Hey, I landed safely and I've made it to my home, thought you'd wanna know. Things aren't as bad as I had originally thought so I may be home within two weeks. I'll keep you updated, love you'. Well at least she still loves me, as a friend I'm assuming, at least.

Locking the back door and front door I sat down on the couch, my rolling tray and sack of sticky icky sitting on it next to the package of swisher sweet blueberry cigarillos, my personal go to. Funny, strawberry swishers used to be my go to but then I got burnt out on them and that one Dance Gavin Dance song called Strawberry Swisher Pt. III.

Naruto showed me this one song, though, that I'm afraid will lead to the same thing happening with my blueberry ones: Blueberry Yum Yum by Ludacris. It's a great song, a hit that's held steady through the test of time, so maybe all hope isn't lost just yet. As a matter of fact I think imma listen to that song right now while I bust open this bag an get to rolling me a fat 'ol Scooby Doobie Doo.

I picked apart the sticky, smelly buds, stripping the smokeable parts from the stems and gathering enough to make me a good sized blunt. Sprinkling the bud into the empty cigar shell I tried to fold it and roll it, finding it hard to, until it finally compressed enough for me to just barely lick it and seal it by a hares breadth.

Taking a small plastic piece I tamped the ends down, smiling at the creation I've made, a blunt fat enough to impress even the most experienced stoners. I whistled a bit at the sight of it, sighing happily at the way it fit into my mouth perfectly. There's just one last thing that I need to do before taking my leave of uninhibited thinking, though...

"Hey, large stuffed crust double chicken pizza and honey barbecue wings? Fourteen dollars and sixty cents please." Ah Pizza Hut, you never disappoint me, especially at times like this. I knew the delivery driver was ogling my boobs which were pressing against the tank top, but I didn't care, he can look but he can't touch...unless he pays.

But not tonight, I just want to chill, toke and eat some good food. "Awesome, let me just grab the money." I said, reaching into my cleavage where I had a twenty and a ten dollar bill stashed, handing it off to the young man. "Keep the change, have a good night." I smiled, trailing a finger down his chest and to his waistline, before leaving him.

His mouth was agape as I made my way into the house, swaying and wiggling my ass as I leaned over and set the pizza on the table, making sure to pop out my rear end to give him a good look. Sometimes I'm evil, and sometimes I'm nice, I'm like a grab-bag of poisonous sea urchins and fluffy kittens, but even the kittens can hurt, so yeah.

Looking back the driver was still sitting there staring, surprised at the show I was giving him. "Uh..." He muttered out, only getting more stunned when I got some of the BBQ sauce on my fingers and licked it all off, sticking my finger in and out of my mouth. I just giggled a little bit before walking back up to the doorway, smiling at the boy.

Deciding to have a little more fun with the trembling boy I licked my lips extra slow before 'accidentally' dropping my phone on the ground. "Oops, lemme get that." I said before bending over to get it, giving him a full view of my cleavage and just a piece of my nipple. "Is there something I can help you with...Jake?" Thank god for nametags.

He fumbled and stumbled over his words, trying to form them but failing while his blush grew bigger and bigger, right along with something else on his body. Boner, I mean, unsurprisingly he's getting a little woody. "Uh...um...er...y-you're-oh!" He started to talk, cueing me to spring my little plan into action. I grabbed the outline of the erection that was ever-growing through his pants and started to rub up and down.

I continued to lick my lips, letting out a tiny little growl of excitement and fun. "Hmm, you're not all that bad sized, cute face, I guess I can give you a little prize for being on time with my food." That prize was my hand diving into his pants, gripping his cock at the base while laying a small kiss on his lips, pumping my hand up and down his cock.

Unsurprisingly, again, it only took two or three minutes of this before I felt his member twitch and his tip shoot out the white stuff, covering my hand in it. I fought back my groan, knowing I'm gonna have to try this out, lifting my hand to my face I licked the cum off of it, humming happily when I found that the taste of it wasn't all that terrible.

With a closed eye smile I waved goodbye, shutting the door in his face and going to the kitchen to wash the young mans love gravy off of my hand. "Ugh, the things I do for other people, get a grip Hinata." I said, mentally slapping myself for letting my curiosity and sexual drive get the best of me. I mean, who's next, the mailman? Mayor?

Finally I was allowed to crash down on the couch, popping the blunt into my mouth and flicking the lighter, producing the flame that I used to light the tip of the blunt. With a good sized drag I let the relief crash over me. It's been six months since I've found this stuff, I'm gonna enjoy this shit to the max until the batch runs out, whenever that is.

Hopefully that isn't anytime soon, in fact I'm gonna shoot Smokey a text and let him know I'm gonna get a quarter pound of the stuff and just stash it in my closet so that I don't run out before school starts again, since that's when I get really stressed. Maybe not so much this year, since I'm starting to not give a fuck, but we'll see indeed.

Grabbing the remote I flicked on the TV, browsing the on-demand before settling on a Fam-Guy marathon, starting with my favorite episode: Episode 420. Surprised, much?

I'd hope not, honestly, put two and two together and you should find the answer easy. I smoke weed, so an episode about weed is gonna be my favorite. Well, it's practically a tie between that one, the multiverse episode, that banned episode at the end of season eight and the one where Peter goes gay after doing some clinical paid testing.

"Hehe, the baby has a British accent." I giggled out, settling into the couch and draping the blanket over me.

It's gonna be a fun night.

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A/N: Y'all stay tuned, part two will be coming up sooner than you think *wink wink*.

Okay no don't get your hopes up, it may be out within two months, but that's up in the air. I love you guys, it's okay to not be okay, have a great day/night/month/year!