Author's Note: I do not own Naruto or make a profit off of this.
Hello! This was originally a roleplay where I played Hitomi. I got permission to repost it, so here it is. It takes place 22 years after the war. Hitomi is Naruto & Hinata's daughter. Suzaku is Shikamaru & Temari's son. Fumio was Choji & ?(an OC that we never came up with)'s son. They are all 18 years old at the time of this story. I'll fill in more about the characters in future Authors Notes.
This story is full of lemons! Don't read if you don't like!
Uzumaki-Hyuga Hitomi was a complete emotional wreck. It had been exactly one week since the death of her teammate, Akimichi Fumio. It was tearing her apart, wishing that she could've done more. She felt so weak and useless, she had no right to call herself a shinobi. From birth it was decided that she would be a shinobi, having high expectations placed on her. It was what happened when her father was the Hokage and her mother the Head of the Hyuga clan.
Hitomi sobbed into the pillow that was already wet. She'd made it through most of the week without crying, even through the funeral. She'd stayed strong, not wanting to fall apart in front of her parents. Sure, they were both very concernted, occasionally checking in on her. Her father even ignored some of his duties to check on her earlier in the day. Hitomi had fallen apart right before he showed up. She might've thrown her hairbrush a little to hard at him. She would have to apoligize for that. Hitomi's thoughts drifted back to the funeral. It was overly dramatic, rain starting as Fumio's body was lowered into the ground. Concerned faces stared at her, they knew the role she had in Fumio's death. It must've been strange to watch her emotionless face then. But Hitomi was no longer numb to it all. The past was real. Hitomi looked at the forehead protector she'd thrown across the ground. She got up and placed it carefully on her dresser, wondering if she'd ever have the courage to tie it around her waist again.
A quick figure dressed in the attire of a Jounin jumped from rooftop to rooftop of the Leaf Village as he quickly made his way toward the Hyuuga district. His hair was pitch black and tied back as he took on a striking resemblance to his father, the leader of the Nara clan. Suzaku Nara had just come from speaking with the Hokage, it was a meeting about a new mission that he and his teammate were to take on. It was more than that though, as Hokage Uzimaki voiced his concerns for his daughter Hitomi, Suzaku's only surviving teammate. The death of Fumio had hit them both rather hard, though Suzaku barely let it show or rise to the surface for he was not one who tended to show any feelings or emotions. He was a quiet individual, one that often stuck to the shadows in order to just observe and analyze from afar. At the funeral he had nothing to say, nothing that needed to be said anyways for Fumio already knew what the fellow shinobi thought of his friend, may he rest in peace.
The Hokage had asked Suzaku to take Hitomi on this mission in the hope to get her out of her room and to get her mind off of everything, he himself hoped it would save him from the sad and depressing thoughts. It was so unreal and hard to believe that his friend that was alive and talking was here just last weak, and now he would never see him again. It almost seemed like he just went away for a long time and was just out of reach, yet the concept that he was dead was hard to grasp. Fumio would live on in their memories and hearts.
Coming to his destination, Suzaku landed right in front of the door of Hitomi's place and raised his hand to knock. He hesitated for a moment, not knowing what he could do or say to comfort her if she was still...grieving. He was concerned for her though and cared about her, he needed to do this as her friend and squad member. Taking a deep breath, he knocked on her door and then called out. "Hitomi! It's me, Suzaku!" He opened his mouth again as if to say something else but just stopped and decided to just wait.
Hitomi had just placed her forehead protector on her dresser when she heard Suzaku outside. She sighed, unsure of what to do. She wanted to see her teammate, but she didn't want to at the same time. She just felt so guilty and depressed. Suzaku would just try to take her out of all that. He would try to cheer her up. Not with laughter or jokes like normal people do but with logic. Logic was even worse, she could never reject his logic. Hitomi took a few deep breaths before opening the door. Her eyes stared at the ground. They were still red and puffy from her crying. She hadn't showered yet that day and her hair was a mess. She'd tried to brush it but her father interrupted her.
Hitomi slowly looked up at Suzaku's dark eyes. "I-I'm okay. You don't have to check up on me." she was about to close the door when a thought struck her and she glared up into his eyes. "Did my dad send you?" she asked in a serious tone. She could see her father doing that, passing cheering her up as a mission. She sighed and kept the door open, letting her teammate into her room. Her eyes glanced over to the forehead protector, wondering if she'd made her decision or not. She coudn't decide if she was ready to put it back on. She sighed and fell backwards onto her bed. She stared up at the ceiling, face emotionless and saying nothing. It was so odd for Hitomi, who was usually smiling and laughing, cracking jokes whenever she could.
Suzaku looked up as the door slowly opened, his eyes falling on Hitomi's dark and sad face and his own mood suddenly plummeted to match her own depression as he could see she was a mess, it appeared she had been in bed all day crying...again. Taking a step forward, he almost made a move for the door as she seemed like she was going to shut him out like she did everyone else, but it seemed like she decided against it which he was grateful for...however her question and reasoning behind it had him troubled. It would seem that she could see right through him and to the actions of her concerned father.
Stepping into the room as she retreated back to her bed, Suzaku closed the door behind him, leaving them almost in the dark as the room was as gloomy as she was. Slowly he walked toward the bed as she lay sprawled out on it, his eyes glancing over at her forehead protector and frowned as he looked at his which was tied around his right bicep. "The Hokage..." He paused as he realized he sounded like he was giving some initial report in this awkward and nervous moment of his, "...your father is very concerned and he is not the only one. I came because I am concerned, I care about you. Fumio was my friend as well and now it's just the two of us from the former Squad 5. We need to stick together, all we have are each other to watch one anothers backs...I'm here for you Hitomi." Suzaku swallowed hard, it was always hard for him to gather up his words and wits with such emotional and personal manners that did not always revolve around logic or reason. "Even though sometimes it does not seem like it...I am always here for you and always have been."
Hesitating for a moment, he moved to the bed and sat on the edge with his back turned to her. "You can talk to me about anything, you know that right? I know I'm not the...socializing type..." And he was not, he kept to himself and was quiet about almost everything. "...I suppose I have been avoiding the subject myself...I'm not sure what to say, but I'm here and it's a start."
Hitomi's eyes did not move from the ceiling as Suzaku began talking. She almost didn't want to hear anything he had to say. He'd use logic against her, again. She felt as if it was almost easier just to stay how she was, a complete wreck, just like she deserved to be. But Hitomi did move when Suzaku admitted her own concern for her. She knew that her teammate cared for her, after the years they'd spent together there was no way that they couldn't have grown to care for each other. However, she somewhat doubted that he would come over if it weren't for the prodding of her father. She lifted her head and watched as Suzakur began speaking. She realized that he wasn't exactly using logic this time. Her eyes widened and she sat up on the bed. She felt tears fill her eyes as he told her that he was there for her. She held them back as best as she could, hoping that she was done crying for the day. But now she felt it was obvious that she wasn't done.
Hitomi moved closer to Suzaku as he sat down on her bed. She grew increasingly concerned about him, feeling horrible that she'd been so selfish. She may've lost one of her best friends but that gave her no excuse to not be there for Suzaku as he was there for her right then. His back was facing her, so she wrapped her arms around him and held him close. She was always a very touchy feely person, giving everyone hugs even if they didn't want it. But this time it felt completely appropriate to embrace him. She pressed her face into his shoulder. "T-thank you. I-I'm here for y-you too, okay?" she said as she finally let go and began sobbing again. "I feel so, so guilty about it." she cried.
Suzaku's eyes widened at first as she embraced him, the act caught him off guard for some reason as he let out a small surprised gasp but the expression in his face turned into a warm and welcoming smile as he welcomed the closeness and her presence. It was...comforting. Turning and looking to the side at her slightly as she cried on his shoulder, he frowned slightly and raised his hand to put it on her own that was wrapped around her. Slowly his fingers stroked her soft, and smooth skin over her forearm as he wished to comfort her and make her stop crying. Leaning back against her a bit, he closed his eyes and tilted his head and rested it against her own. "You silly girl..." This was something he had said to her before, quite often when they grew up and she did something he thought was foolish and he had to always make some kind of point to her through a logical or reasonable explanation. This time though, he said it in a caring manor.
As she let go he turned around now as she sat there sobbing. Crawling on his knees onto the bed, he was beside her as he wrapped his arms around her, hugging her for the first time...well it was the first time that he would initialize the hugging since she often hugged him as they grew up. Suzaku pulled Hitomi into his strong and sweet embrace, bringing her body right into his chest. "Hey...come on now. What have you to feel guilty about? Nothing is your fault, understand me?"
Hitomi wanted to believe him. She always believed him, ever since they were children she trusted him completely. But she just couldn't seem to accept that nothing was her fault. It made things a little better when her wrapped her up in a warm embrace. She knew it was special. He wasn't a hugger like she was. Sure, he didn't push her away, but he never initiated hugs, until now. She enjoyed it as he brought her body up against his chest. She felt so small right then, but at the same time she felt so safe and protected. She wrapped her own arms around him.
"I-I just feel like there's something I could've done. A bunch of what-ifs. Which I know aren't good, but still..." Hitomi held back her tears, taking deep breaths to try to calm herself down. A few moments later she looked up at Suzaku. "I obviously don't deserve to be a shinobi if I can't protect my friends..." she whispered, her eyes glancing over to the forehead protector. She sighed. "I-I just can't do this anymore." she said even softer.