Easy As One, Two, Three Chapter 1: One Sheep, Two Sheep, Three Sheep, a naruto fanfic

One, Two, Three.

Stop.

The wind seeped through the trees and stirred the curtain of midnight, a few strands coming loose and lashing in the breeze. She brushed her violet hair away from her sticky skin, letting the cool air chill the beads of sweat on her neck and face.

One, Two, Three.

Storm clouds rolled and rumbled over head, reminding her of the coming storm. A lightning bolt crashed somewhere in the distance, momentarily lighting up her teams practice field. Her pale skin glowed in the fierce light, only to fade away with the bolt until she once again was just a dark form against a dark background.

One, Two, Three.

A cool droplet fell to meet with her cheek, rolling down the porcelain skin like a forgotten tear. She never missed a beat, again she attacked, choosing to ignore the rain drop and its kin that followed shortly after.

One, Two, Three.

It was pouring now, soaking the thin wrapping that held her chest in place, as well as the loose sweatpants she wore. The clothing clinged to her body but did not affect her movement for she struck the training post again, leaving a deep clean cut in the wood.

One, Two, Three.

One, Two-.

Her hand missed the post, knocking her off balance and sending her crashing into it. She stopped her collision with her free hand, right before forehead met scarred wood.

She leaned into the post and attempted to catch her breath. Pulling away only when she noticed the smears of blood on the wood, looking down she found open gashes and multiple splinters decorating both of her hands. They were trembling, no she was trembling. She felt a wave of exhaustion tumble over her, draping her in itself. She again leaned against the post and tried to regain control over her body.

After standing in the rain for another forty-five minutes, she finally felt she had the strength to move again. Pushing off the Training post she stumbled the tree she had left her jacket under.

Reaching down she revived it to find it was sopping wet, the light lavender now a deep purple and the eggshell selves a dark cream color. She groaned softly but still shrugged it on.

Shivering under the cold wet cloth she began to walk back to the nearest road in Konoha. She pulled up the hood of her jacket as she traveled under the young oak trees, listening to the falling rain and the crunch of acorns beneath her feet. It was a far walk but she was in no hurry to get back home.

Tension was high in the household, Neji, and all the lower branch were fighting to keep Hinata the heiress, while her father and the council leaned towards Hanabi. Hinata was overwhelmed by the constant arguing and struggle between the two branches.

Minutes later the trees began to thin out and the trail she was on met up with a dirt pathway that led straight across town to her house and still avoided the main roads and markets, which meant she was less likely to be seen.

Even though she had her jacket tightly zipped she still felt naked from how the clothing hung on her, tight as could be.

She tried to ignore the problem and instead immersed herself in the gravel that was passing by beneath her feet. She heard the quick footsteps of someone running in her direction but refused to look, hoping who ever it was wouldn't recognize her as the Huyga heir wandering like a lost child wandering though the streets at night.

She breathed a sigh of relief as the footsteps passed only to choke on it when they came to a stop and a familiar voice spoke her name.

"Hinata?"

His voice was like the sound of air whistling though overhead tree branches, all calm and soothing yet hyper active sounding like a squirrel. She looked up slowly, avoiding his eyes at all cost, knowing if she looked into them now she would have restless dreams tonight.

"O-oh Hello-o Narut-to." She cursed herself mentally she almost always had her stutter under control, that was unless she was around him.

"What are you doing out here so late at night?" He asked stepping closer trying to peer past her bangs and look her in the eyes. "What's wrong with your hands Hinata?!"

Hinata stilled as she remembered her bloody hands again. "Just a accident on the training fie-" she swallowed her speech as a warm hand wrapped around her wrist.

"Your ice cold, and bleeding." He sighed "Here."

She felt his warm and only slightly damp jacket come to rest on her shivering shoulders. Forgetting her resolve she looked at his face and just as she thought they captured her, those orbs of blue. She was like debris on the beach, pathetic and unimportant. But whenever those waves would pick her up and sweep her into the sea she could feel important if only for a moment.

"Come on, I'll help you with your hands." She felt him gently tug on her wrist, breaking her trance. He turned away from her and began a fast pace moving away from her home.

This was the worse possible way for this night to go, she was trying to get over Naruto ever since she had confessed during the Pein attack on the village. The pain she felt from seeing him now was overpowering, just knowing that he knew and did not feel the same. She flinched at the thought and instead focused on the muscles on Narutos back that she could see plain as day through his net shirt. And how his hair drooped down from the weight of the rain. Just being so near to him made her want him, to touch him. And the thought of her own desires disgusted her.

He was the bright sun and she was a distant star that could barely be seen at night. How could the pathetic star hunger for the great and giant sun. She was nothing when compared to him. She tried to become stronger but she was cursed. Cursed to be nothing to anyone, she was the dust on their shoulders, not just to Naruto but to her family, her team, to her village. Her thoughts dissolved at the sound of his voice.

"We're here." he said as he was unlocking the door "it's not much but at least it something."

Stepping in he gestured for her to follow, so she did. They apartment was actually pretty tidy from what others had told her. Only a few ramen bowls were scattered along the counter with a T-shirt or two mingling among them. He gave her an impish smile as he scooped the stuff off the counter and into the trash can. Once finished he jogged to his bathroom, she could hear him shuffling around, open things and closing them. She giggled at the sound of him slipping and listened as he scrambled back onto his feet. He staggered out bandages in his hand and gave her a goofy smile.

"I don't have much grace as you can tell." He laughed setting the medical stuff on the coffee table in front of the couch. He then gestured for her to sit next to him, smiling warmly at her.

Carefully she sat down and without a word he took her hand and began to clumsily pick out shards of wood. "What were you doing?" He asked without looking away from the task. "I could make a whole house out of this much wood!" he joked, when he received no answer he looked to her. "Was it something I said?!" His voice became panicked and he released her hand. She was crying, a ball forming in her throat stopping her from communicating.

She just shook her head right to left harshly, her tears spilling over.

Slowly his arms wrapped around her neck and he pressed his cheek to hers. And just like that the tears slowed, his steady breathing a lullaby to her, her heart falling into sync with his. She never wanted him to let her go, she wanted to drift on his high forever.

"You know that's so cute." He said, pulling away from her. She looked at him confused for a moment before opening her mouth to speak only to be stopped by a hiccup. She blushed as he grinned at her, her face growing to the shade of a tomato. Again she hiccuped this time covering her face with her wet jacket selves, suddenly remembering she was sopping wet she jumped up, whimpering at the big water spot on his couch. Naruto noticed she was wet suddenly as we'll and jumped up, dashing to his bedroom.

"I'am so sorry Hinata!" He said running back into the room with a change of clothes to find the dark violet haired girl trying to dry his couch seat. "Hinata!"

She flinched and bowed to him "I-I'am s-s-sorry N-Naruto!" She said beginning to cry again.

"No, no, Hinata I'am not mad!" He cried running over to the trembling girl. "I was just going to say you didn't have to do that your a guest and my friend, you can come by anytime you want to get my couch wet I don't mind!" He blushed realizing how that sounded. " I-I m-mean!" "Ugh, never mind!"She said nothing and removed his jacket and attempted to dry it. She gave a small gasp when he snatched the jacket from her, his face only inches away.

"You don't have to do that!" He said, then coughed leaning away and hid his eyes under his damp hair. "Here." He mumbled and shoved the dry clothes towards her.

Hesitantly she took the clothes and whispered a thank you. He pointed towards the bath room and stepped out of her way, watching her as she passed. Shuffling as quick as she could she entered the bathroom door, sighing as the weight of his eyes was lifted from her shoulders.

She quickly changed and looked in the mirror, blushing. She wore a old wore out orange short sleeve T-shirt and baggy sweatpants that was slowly sliding down one hip. Quickly she pulled the sweatpants back up and pulled the shirt down, her heart skipping a beat when the faint smell of ramen and warm summer days drifted from the shirt. That was his smell summer, a warm summer day, filling her with thousands of feelings and faded memory's. She felt the tears coming and closed her eyes, breathing slowly to keep from choking on the old feelings.

When she opened her eyes the sweatpants had once again slipped and were showing pale outlines of her hips. Sighing she pulled them up again and slowly opened the door. She silently stepped out of the bathroom but his eyes were on her anyways, as if he had been waiting. She avoided looking at them, his puppy eyes and walked around his seat to the opposite end of the couch.

She couldn't help but shiver, for his eyes watched her constantly. He still stared even while she was trying to ignore him, she could feel his eyes roam down her till they found bare hip playing peek-a-boo with his sweatpants. Even then she refused to look over, her brain flashing images of his face and his eyes watching her, she felt her body grow warm before it all pooled in between her thighs. She fidgeted growing uncomfortable with the increasing sensations, until finally she turned to him. Only to find his body inches from her own, noses almost touching. She felt her cheeks grow warm and knew she must be blushing.

"Hinata, I'am not good with words." His breath rushed per her cheeks and her eyes making her blink. "I never have been." He smelled like sunlight, dry and warm, her skin was growing hot underneath his light. "What am trying to say is that I didn't know what to say to you after Pein."this snapped her out of the haze of feelings she was being overloaded with, she refocused her eyes onto his and was flooded with all new emotions.

His eyes reminded her of a starved wolf, a blue eyed starved wolf. And he stared at her as if she was a weak injured doe, his prey. It sent a shiver down her spine, goosebumps emerging onto her skin. "I still don't know what to say, so forgive me, I'am going to speak to you the best way I can." With that he closed the distance between them, his lips hungry for hers. She gasped in shock only to moan when he took his chance and licked the inside of her mouth. He growled in response to her sounds and made her fully turn to him, pressing her in between him and the couch. She made no move to move her limp arms so with one hand he linked her wrist tighter above her head and gently squeezed her ribs right beneath her breast. He then let his free hand push up his own T-shirt and broke their kiss she whimpered as he broke their kiss and blushed at the noises that came so freely from her mouth. He smiled at her showing that he liked it, when she returned a small smile he looked down to her bare hips showing over the loose sweats, the bones faintly jutting out. He leaned down and began to place butterfly kisses on the bones, and smiled against them when she began to moan and twist under him. He looked up and smiled at her panting face, lips parted, eyes half closed, and back arched.

"Do you understand now?" He asked bringing his face to be even with hers. She just nodded, slowly calming down beneath him. "Good." He said and released her wrists, pulling her into his arms and laying his head on her neck. "Goodnight." He mumbled and fell asleep, leaving the traumatized girl with her thoughts.

One sheep, Two sheep, Three sheep...

Until finally she fell asleep.