Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto, Masashi Kishimoto does.

This is just a one sided love story that came in my head while thinking of this character. he's too good looking to be stuck in the crowd he's with... LOL

Regretted Choices

Through the bushes just a short distance away he saw her, she was beautiful. He had been coming here despite the danger, just to watch her. He never would have believed the determined young girl he had saved would turn out this way. At first he would only check on her every once in a while to see if she had really been worth his effort, while she was cute she had lost the match and if he hadn't healed her she wouldn't be here now. But when precisely it had changed, his feelings, he didn't know, he'd never cared for girls... before.

Hinata slowly and gracefully guided the water around her until whips of water completely in her control waved in a dance of beauty, sh had worked on this for months. And now she thought she could show it to her Father and Neji, her water whip jutsu was perfected, as long as she had a source of water she could use it anywhere. Tonight would be the last night she would practice this way, to have the freedom of movement Hinata was totally nude.

His breathing was getting harder, she had to be perfect, the high large breasts tapering into a tiny waist which flared into fully curvy hips and how someone so petite had such long legs he didn't know. He knew he had done many things he should be ashamed, and that if she were to see him she would attack him, not run into his arms, but he couldn't stop himself. He saw her shiver, and groaned, had he somehow projected his desire to touch the ivory skin bared to the moonlight. He could feel his body tightening with the desire to hold her, touch her, and he wanted to take her somewhere away from all the war and plotting somewhere he wasn't a criminal and she wasn't an heiress. Somewhere she could be his.

Hinata glanced around, she could have sworn she felt a hand glide around her waist. She shook, she could still feel the heat, but how, she activated her Byakagun. There was someone there! Quickly she whipped the water in that direction and then she saw it make contact knocking the person down, she ran toward them forgetting her nakedness. When she saw him stir she again pulled the water to attack but she had gotten to far from the lake. He was starting to get up and she assumed the position of attack, palms extended, her hair flowing around her. Suddenly she felt his hands around her waist... but how?

He knew she had seen him but he had been unprepared for the water attack, she had gotten so much better, but still not to his level. He gasped as he wrapped his arm around her waist and couldn't stop himself from inhaling the sweet scent of jasmine and vanilla. His body was on sensory overload from years of dreams, causing him to tense and tighten his grip pulling her against his chest. He could feel her body, every curve. His body reacted to his dream come true.

Hinata gasped as he pulled her closer, his arm under her breasts and his hips pressed against her bottom, she tried to think but she could feel him and apparently he was attracted to her. Even though she had improved greatly she knew she was no match for him. She quietly asked him, "W, w-what do you want?" He let his hand rub circles on her bare stomach, his knee slipping between her legs gently applying pressure to her core. She felt the heat, worried now that he had other plans than killing her. He moaned in her ear, his hips grinding into her and she began to breath quicker, fear building inside her chest. He leaned near her ear and whispered, "Sshhhh, please, I won't hurt you..." Somehow this scared her even more, she cursed herself mentally for going after an unknown ninja naked. He felt her heart accelerate, he knew she couldn't help but feel his arousal, and with shame he admitted to himself he couldn't let go of her, not now that he was actually getting to hold her after all these years. His hand slid up to cup her breast and gently squeeze the round globe. She inhaled raggedly, and then moaned, "Please, please don't... just let me go." He buried his face in her hair nodding his head in denial of her fear. He slowly turned her in his arms and he could see her eyes closed, and the dread of what might come next. He gently kissed her eyelids, and her cheeks before whispering, "I wish I could, I just can't... can't let you go, I've watched you since the exams, I'm sorry I just can't... please just let me hold you."

She heard the desperation in his voice and feared he wasn't mentally stable. He bent lower and kissed her lips lightly, she was frozen with fear, his hand pressed in her lower back and he moaned as he rubbed against her, his thigh once again between her legs pressing against her. He used his other hand to caress her back, praying she would relax, just wanting to love on her. He heard it just a tiny little moan, but he heard it, "Yes, please Hinata, I just want to love you." The tears spilled from the corner of her eyes, as she whimpered, "... this isn't love, it's not." His mind told him she was telling the truth but his heart screamed in denial. "But it could be, please it could be... I need you." She slowly brought her hand to his cheek and she said, "No, I'm sorry but you made your choice... we could never be together... never." He crushed her close, burying his face in her hair again, she could feel his tears and at once regretted having to be the one to shatter his dreams, his hands seem to try to hold onto her even though he knew he couldn't keep her.

He slowly released her and he took off his shirt to hand it to her, allowing her to cover up. Then he hoarsely asked, "Would you... please, let me kiss you, I promise to go, I won't bother you again." Hinata looked at his tear stained face before gently reaching to remove his glasses, and then she wrapped her hand behind his head and pulled him closer, she gave him a tiny smile before stretching up to kiss his full lips, he licked her own and she opened them letting him taste her and meeting his tongue with hers. Her body now too wanted him but she knew it was far too late for them to ever have a relationship, she pulled back and then gave a big sigh of regret, wiping them on his shirt she put his glasses back on him and rubbed his cheek. "I'm sorry Kabuto, I really am, I wish things had been different." As he stood there he watched her turn to go back to the lake to retrieve her clothes and he touched his lips before whispering, "So do I Hinata... so do I."