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Author's notes: Komenasai! I'm so sorry for the delay. I've had some things to attend, but I hope I can get to upload more often again. I'm sure you're all kind and will forgive, so thanks in advanced. Now, this chapter has a little bit more of plot and the lemon-o-meter is still rising. Thank you for everything, I'll answer your comments shortly.
The tutor –chapter 3
Of gossip and dreams
Glossary
Budoka: person dedicated to martial arts
Hakama: traditional Japanese pants, the legs are very wide and they get to look like a skirt
Ja nee: common parting expression, like saying "Bye Bye"
Komene: common apologizing expression
Nee: a sound added to a sentence to give it a questioning tone, like "huh?"
Sempai: a person with a superior grade, like an older student
Yukata: traditional Japanese shirt, similar to a robe
She still liked Naruto, right? Yes, she did, of course she did…she liked him, very much… then why didn't she notice his absence that Monday until Kakashi sensei passed list before the end of the class? Did she just pass a whole day without even looking for him?
"Hinata!" she heard behind her on her way home on Tuesday, it sounded like it wasn't the first call
"W-what?" she was so abstracted that she found hard to tune back in and speak. She turned back to see who was calling. It was her good friend Kiba Inuzuka and his loyal dog Akamaru, she knew and appreciated them since childhood
"What's going on with you lately?" he asked
"What do you mean, Kiba-kun?"
"You've been clueless for weeks, but today you were like a zombie! I even shot you a spitball and you didn't even move, you still got it stuck in your hair"
Trying to find the little, wet mass within her hair, she weakly stated "Uhm… well, …I…it's nothing, I'm all right" even the dog wasn't biting that. Kiba looked at her apprehensively
"Your father is being impossible again, neh? You know you can always come and stay in our house, right? My sister wouldn't mind sharing her room with you, she adores you"
"Domo arigatou, Kiba-kun, but really I am fine and my father is being nice with me, I promise"
" Yeah, sure… since when?" Kiba knew all too well how strict and tempered Hiashi Hyuuga could get
"Since he's too busy to speak to me at all"
Last hour of Thursday was gym class, with Coach Guy, an overwhelmingly energetic man who loved sports with balls and never seemed to notice nor care if his students barely survived his exhausting methods. That day they got dodgeball practice. Hinata was no good with any kind of ball approaching her.
Hinata ended up dragging her aching body to the showers and took some time in the dressing area to rub her special homemade ointment pretty much everywhere.
"We're going to the movies, won't you come with us, Tenten?" Hinata heard voices reaching the door. A cheerful group of girls entered the area mostly to gossip without any restraint.
"Komene, girls, I have martial arts practice, in fact, I'm getting late" a tall brunette girl who had her hair tied in two bear-ear-liked buns apologized
"Oh, come on! Why can't you skip just one practice?" one of her friends insisted
"The captain is really strict" Tenten said. The captain…they meant…
"Yeah…really strict and really gorgeous!" added another girl elbowing the budoka in the ribs. Hinata started feeling uneasy, half of the bruises were waiting for a treatment she had stopped administrating
"So that's it, you like Neji-sempai, don't you?" the eavesdropper felt her heart skip a beat and her breathing froze
"Well…I mean, he likes me too anyway" Tenten giggled nervously.
"Ma'am, I'm afraid we're gonna need some details on this matter" said one of the girls in a melodramatic P.I. fashion
"Come on! You can trust us! Besides, who would blame you, he's such a babe!"
"I'll tell you everything tomorrow; I gotta go now, ja nee!" Tenten nervously grabbed her sports bag and rushed out making a way amongst her friends.
"¡Bye, TenTen!" they immediately closed their circle to make squeaky noises about the new information and Hinata took the chance to get out after her without being noticed
Hinata tracked Tenten in the narrow distance between the showers and the garden where the martial arts team was having practice this time. Luckily she was more interested in saving some seconds to fix her hair and put some lip-gloss than she was in paying attention for some unexpected company. The girl joined the group and a few moments later, the team made the initial reverence and began with the practice
Hinata hid behind the bushes to watch. There he was, her tutor, scarier than ever in his black hakama and yukata, carefully supervising every move from the team members and correcting their mistakes. Tenten seemed to have lots of questions, she sought for his advice every few moments, tilting her head, playing her feet to the ground and laughing on whatever he told her although he didn't seem to have said something funny. After a while, the spy girl realized that her own breathing got faster and her jaw turned tight, probably the jitters of getting caught, she guessed. The brunette kept looking very friendly with his cousin, several times she tried to make him practice with her as a couple, pulling him by the arm to her spot, he rejected her most of the times so he could supervise the group, except for a couple of times, in which their faces got awfully close above the crossed spades, the secret viewer almost made her palms bleed by clenching her fists and burying her nails on her flesh.
She enjoyed far much more his demonstrations with some other opponent: he looked always calmed, stepping forward with confidence, or going back without losing control, with precise but fierce movements that entranced the sight
After the practice, two boys caught up with their captain's pace as he walked straight to the bushes where Hinata was hiding and praying not to get caught. Luckily, his new company in quite an invasive fashion blocked the sight of the fearsome young man and Hinata was unnoticed. She was able to listen to some unsettling things as well
"That was some great practice! But you still need to show us how to captivate the ladies like you do" said the tallest of the pair, a skinny boy with short black hair
"Yeah! You really drive them mad, captain! But c'mon Koichi, we can't learn to look as good as Neji-sempai" followed the other boy, who was sturdier and had his head shaved and freckles. Hinata decided to take the risk and follow them
"I have no idea why you're speaking such nonsense to me" said Neji a little annoyed already
"Please…just tell us you haven't noticed Tenten all over you these four last Thursdays" insisted the freckled boy
"Or any other day for that matter" added Koichi
"Things between Tenten and me are not like they might look" Neji assured trying to end the conversation by walking faster
"Oh! So there is something going on" exclaimed Koichi. They weren't letting him off the hook, they caught his pace again
"C'mon, captain! Share some details with us!" the pair said almost in unison. Neji pinched the bridge of his nose wearily
"All right, I'll tell you in the showers" he finally granted. She let them go on and decided to round the buildings and get there faster than them; she ran as fast as she could to make it in time. She stayed in the back of the bathroom, right next to the window until she heard their steps and voices
"So" one of them started "what's with you and Tenten, nee captain?"
"You two are dating, right?"
"We met the other day, but it wasn't a date" answered Neji
"C'mon! We can see the sparkles fly between you two!"
"All right, look, the other day Tenten and I…" a shaking Hinata heard Neji say before the sound of the showers prevented her from finding out the matter in question. She kicked the wall with frustration. They turned off the water
"What was what, captain?" one of them seemed to ask in response
"Shhhhh!" Hinata vaguely heard
"I wouldn't be surprised if it was Tenten perving on you, captain" Koichi said in a mischievous tone
"Let's find out!" exclaimed the other boy
Hinata knew it was time to run. She barely escaped the eyes of the gang
She made home alive and anonymous. This time Hanabi had gone to stay at a friend's house, said a note at the table. But his father was where he always was.
Locked in her room, she came to a full stop; she laid on her bed and remained in the same position for hours, watching the shadows of her room became wider as the sun grew dim and red.
What is happening to me?
"Hinata! Come! Come quickly" she heard in the dark, she was almost blind, but that voice, she was certain, it was Naruto
"I can't see anything! Where are you?" she yelled, and her voice rebounded everywhere
"Follow my voice! I'm here… I'm here… I'm here…!" his voice echoed into a whisper, a caress to her ears
"Naruto-kun! I can't see!"
"I've got you" she heard next to her ear as she felt a pair of warm hands circle her waist kindly and slowly. Her back felt the heat of a man's body and her cheeks began to boil
"C'mon, there's a place I wanna show you!" he excitedly jolted and guided Hinata by the hand through the darkness. A tiny light loomed up not too far away, they were reaching a new place.
They got out of the tunnel they were and entered into a beautiful immense natural garden with a small hut at the center of it, everything was shining under the moonlight. Hands held, they walked to the hut, he opened the door barely pushing it and they walked into the darkness again
"Hinata, I like you so much" he whispered to her ear, holding her and leaning onto her as nobody had done before, as if he wanted to make her a part of his own body
His breathing caressed her neck and it was becoming loud as words, words pleading for a response. A candlelight was born very small, somewhere in the room, as he returned his hands to her waist, passionate and starving; without thinking, she let her hands explore his wide back underneath his clothes. The room became warmer, but the heat of it was being born within her as she surrendered to his touch, the hand of the boy kept exploring her body little by little; another light started and Hinata's breathing grew heavier, she felt his hand pull up one of her legs to his waist and scratched her thigh gently, the arousal this move triggered on her made another light appear in the room nearer from them; Hinata undid the buttons of his shirt to get access to his chest, she got her face closer to him and inhaled his heat, his smell… she couldn't restrain herself from kissing his neck and chest; the room was so warm that even between her thighs she felt wet. Naruto pulled down the strap of her dress to kiss her shoulders and the rim of her breasts, another light shone, but still not enough light to look at his blue eyes. Her delicate hands touched his buttocks, and his lips kissed her chin and her cheek, she felt her lips tingling in expectation. Finally, one more light revealed his face; his eyes were pale lavender, and his delicately featured face was framed with long chestnut hair
It wasn't Naruto, but she didn't flinch. This young man in front and all over her was solid on everything he did and something about that was alluring to no end
"I want you" his deep silky voice demanded before landing his lips on hers. And the feeling was sublime. His mouth opened and closed repetitively like the wings of a butterfly, soaking her lips until these joined the move. While this happened, they touched each other's body everywhere. Hinata noticed that where sooner was a plain school shirt, there was now his black yukata, still opened from previously, she opened it even wider through his stomach, and lustfully owned it, he groaned lusciously
"Tenten" She stopped to look back at him, he was drunk with pleasure
"It's Hinata" she said very softly. He held her by the waist and passionately bit her shoulders. The wave of shivers prevented her from thinking more about the mistake, and she carried on with the game, scratching his back and pulling his hips towards her until she felt his hard manhood dance in her crotch, he kissed her harder, her labia was getting more and more sensitive under her clothes
"Don't stop, Tenten, I like you so much" he said again
She pushed herself away "It´s Hinata!" she yelled. She tried. No sound came out. Even her moves seemed to be noneffective; she was still within his arms, skin to skin
"Tenten…" he gasped licking her earlobe and stripping out her breasts to caress and kiss them. The pleasure was intoxicating, but that one lucid corner of her mind was unsettled about what he was saying
She noticed her hands on his shoulders, they were tanned and stronger than hers, her long midnight indigo hair was not over her back nor to the sides of her face, she could see the bangs on her forehead were brown instead. Was she…?
"Oh, Tenten"
She heard one more time before waking up in the middle of the night, sweated, still in her wrinkled uniform and feeling the confusion in her body, her crotch was still burning and longing, but her stomach was revolted by the repeating sound of another girl's name on his lips. Something had to be done
The next day-a Friday- Hinata arrived even earlier to the school with a firm gait. She took a different seat this time, far from her Sensei and very next to…
"You're in my seat" claimed no other than Sasuke Uchiha
"Don't see your name written on it" she spat at him.
Hinata's mother used to say that when her daughter got really mad, her eyes turned terrifying to the point that even the veins around her eyes would jump. The grumpy teenager froze at the sight for a moment
"Whatever" he concluded trying to return to his aloofness, shunning from that stare and searching for another seat
She would later admonish herself for being so rude to her classmate. But for now, on to the task: contemplating him, to remind how much she liked him, before she had to go to her tutor; every time Kakashi Sensei occupied himself in the chalkboard as the class time passed, she gingerly dedicated a glance to him, every now and then …his blonde hair, his daring black outfit, his cocky attitude; she persisted in observing every detail… yes, she liked Naruto very much
When the class ended, he went to her in his entire splendor and shouted to her "What are you staring at?! Do you have a problem with me?!"
"N-no, of course not! I'm so-" she mumbled turning her head down
"Then mind your own business, weirdo!" he finalized, storming off.
Well, the mission was a failure now, and it was time to face the other side of the problem
She went to him and spent all the time lowering her head and avoiding eye contact, at first he didn't seem to care
"Follow me" Neji casually headed them to the bookshelves after past a while of reading, surely to help him find some books, she figured, but after following him to the last corner of the library he turned to her and said
"I'll make you a quick exam" he warned trying to sound polite
"But-!" she replied looking at him for the first time in that day
"You told me you had no problem with what we have seen so far" he calmly interrupted before she could whine about
"Well, I don't, but it makes me nervous. Does it have to be right here?" she asked starting to shake
"Why not? You should get used to handling unexpectedness. It's no big deal and it's just the two of us. Come on, try to stay focused, I will pressure you on purpose"
"Yes, sempai" she reluctantly said
"So, what was the main event in the First Shinobi War?" he started leaning just a quarter of an inch or so.
Hinata´s only problem to answer each question was his glance over her every single move, mining her nerves, even though she was looking at the floor, she could feel those eyes. She answered the questions one after another, hoping every time it would be the last one, but these wouldn't stop, he leaned closer with each word until he fenced her against the bookshelf, too nervous to answer
"Who won the war?" he said so close to her that his warm breath brushed her lips. His arms had pinned her by the waist without touching her; and suddenly her mind was filled with images of her latest dream, her first erotic dream, in the worst possible moment for such memories
"Wait, I know this one, is just…" she spoke trying look to the other side, but his fingers turned her face back to him and he softly kissed her on the lips. Her eyes and mouth opened in shock but he looked like nothing had happened
"Neji-sempai, why did you-?" she tried to ask
"Answer the question. Who won it?" interrupted her once again, severely
"I-I-…the…I…when" the poor girl was about to meltdown
"I didn't ask when, I asked who…focus! - he looked like he was getting angry, then he took her face between his hands and kissed her again, this time longer and more passionately. His lips were soft and fleshy and his kisses felt much better than they did in her dream. When she tried to kiss him back, he moved away
"Who won the war?!" he shouted, shaking her out her trance. She had a hard time opening her eyes
"Neji, please, what are you doing?" she asked firmly and then, for a moment, he hesitated, his jaw shook before speaking again, confidence renewed
He looked away "I'm trying to help you, but you're not making it easy"
"The Sarutobi family" she finally answered.
They both held their eyes into the other's in silence for a long while.
Then he came close again, wetting his lips with his tongue. Hinata didn't move, she couldn't
"Good" he whispered tracing her neck with the tip of his nose "You did really well, Hinata… and…" he slowly raised his mouth so near to her ear that he brushed it while pronouncing the next words charged with lust "…I shall reward you" He thrust a hand on the pocket of his pants. Hinata shook like a leaf
"Hinata" he abruptly called her attention three foot away from her. She opened her eyes to see a little rice cake in the hand extended at her
"Oh…I…arigatou" she said with a stiff smile
"This is all for today, check your notes often, I'll see you next Friday" he said grabbing one of her hands to place the rice cake on it. Then he turned his back and got away
"But Neji…!" she almost shouted following him to their table
"What?" he asked without even looking at her, picking his sports bag from the table
"Uh…nothing, have a nice Friday, Neji-k…sempai"
She reached home mentally exhausted; Hanabi was in her usual place and so was her father. She climbed up the stairs with three jumps, entered her room, closed the door, locked it…. She had been kissed for the first and second time. It had been completely unexpected, it had been stressful and wild and nonconsensual, it was nothing like she had fantasized her first kiss would be…so why did she feel good about it? Why did that tingling sensation on her lips make her smile?