Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto...But it would be amazing if I did
This is my 1st fanfiction story. Please be nice. But I would also appreciate constructive criticism
DEAR DIARY
Dear Diary,
I awaken once again in his arms. I can feel the pounding of his heart against my back, along with his steady breath against my neck as he sleeps another
peaceful night. Why is it that the man who holds me so closely can sleep soundly with all of the pain and tears that his bloody hands have caused, while I
remain restless all through the night? Is it because I am afraid? Am I afraid to tell him I carry his child? Or am I too afraid to tell him that I love him? Oh
Kami, I do love him. But why do I love him so? With all that he has done I should fear his very existence. But with every look he gives me it makes me fall
even deeper in love. Every touch, every caress. The nights we share I cherish. With the looks he gives me I know I am his. And he proves that even more
every time he makes me scream his name in pleasure. But what if this was all not so? And I still lived in Konohagakure among friends and family? What if he
had never snuck into my room so silently and captured me? Then would he have ever been my Itachi? And would I have ever been his possession?
Hinata Hyuuga
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