-Chapter 3-

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When Hinata first heard the knocking at her door she sighed heavily to herself. This was the third time she had to get up to answer this stupid door, and both times she opened it something bad happened.

Seeing Sakura's face had made everything worse. Hinata had just decided before hand that she was going to completely drown out the scene she had witnessed, she knew that it would not stop her heart from hurting but it was worth a try.

Hinata soon noticed that she wasn't even listening to what the pink headed girl in-front of her door was saying, so instead of wasting time she did something that even herself now considered rude.

She slammed the door right in Sakura's face.

At this point it was already well into the night and the house being as big as it was created a humble and peaceful silence that swallowed Hinata whole. As she began to move around the living room, she passed the previous spot she had laid on for almost all afternoon. She needed a a shower or a bath something that would wash away her worries,something to wash herself of him.

Minutes later Hinata cover herself in the heated water from her tub, the hot water made her feel more relaxed. She was already tired of her depressed state. If she kept it up she would worry everyone, like she had with done to Kiba and Shino. She remembered their earlier visit-just a little while before Sakura's-, when she had not known what to say to them, she couldn't barley even move.

When Hinata regained her composure after Naruto left, she didn't know what to do anymore. Another bang on the door had jolted her mind awake, her thoughts began to race. It couldn't have been Naruto again, he had just left, he wouldn't have returned so quickly. Hinata would have used her Byakugan, however she didn't really trust her eyes at the moment. Lazily getting up from her spot on the floor she opened the door.

Revealing Kiba, Shino, and Shikamaru. Kiba grinned brightly at his friend, until he noticed the look on her face.

"Hey, Hinata! You okay?"

Hinata froze at his question, she opened her mouth to speak but no words came out. So she just nodded her head. She hated lying to them, but explaining would be even more painful.

"Isn't, today your Anniversary with that knuckle-head?" Kiba questioned.

That was a stab to her heart, she had almost forgotten. What a cruel world she had lived in, two years ago today had been the happiest day of her life. Now it was the most painful to bare.

Kiba was about to ask another question but Shino had stopped him, he looked over at his team mate in confusion. When he turned his head back to Hinata he finally smelled it. It was a damp and salty smell, the smell of dried tears. He studied her face, finally noticing that Hinata was visibly different. Her eyes were puffy and red, the color of her skin had long ago faded, and her usually cheerful presence was replaced with that of a dark and gloomy girl.

Just by looking at Hinata, Kiba could tell something happened. Hinata hadn't been sad in the four years that she was with Naruto, not even when the news that her clan had kicked her out. Without even asking anymore questions Kiba knew that at this point only one person could make Hinata sad.

"What did he do."

Hinata looked up at him shocked, she tried to talk again but her voice was caught in her throat.

"..."

Kiba turned around to leave but stopped when Shikamaru called out to him.

"What do you plan to do?"

"I'm gonna give that bastard a piece of my mind." Yelled Kiba, he turned around to Hinata. "Then..."

Hinata finally found her voice when she saw the pure anger of her team mate, and even though she hated to admit it she began to pity Naruto.

"Kiba... please don't do anything rash."

Kiba looked bewildered, but his face softened when he looked back at her. She looked fragile like she could brake at any second. It made him angry that Naruto hurt her but he also realized he had to take into account Hinata's feelings.

"I'll do what I can." Kiba answered back turning away

Shikamaru followed, while Shino stared at Hinata giving her a sympathetic look. He waved and said his pardons, later scurrying off to follow the others.

Hinata closed the door and slid down against it, she was tired. She may have not physically done anything but she was slowly reaching the height of her mental capacity.

Then 20 minutes later it was the third knock... and then she was done.

After soaking her stress away,there was only one thing left to do. That was to scrub off everything, every depressing feeling, every memory of today, every touch she ever received from her husband. Hinata finally got out of the tub 1 hour later. She felt dizzy after her bath, wobbling to the bed she breathed a deep sigh. She didn't want to sleep on it. Pouting, she spun herself around to turn to the dresser. However her feet weren't working well with her brain. Walking in a zigzag pattern towards the dresser Hinata started to feel her body get even dizzier. When she arrived at the mirror she glared at her reflection. She final saw the state she was in at the moment, and she hated what she saw, her shoulders were hunched over and eyes dead 'no longer reflecting the moon itself'. Her eyes for once gave of the Hyuga expression, however without the arrogant confidence.

Slowly and carefully she opened her drawer her head began to spin. 'Did she even eat today.' This thought raced through her head. The towel that was clung to her body began to slip, and for a second she believed she heard the room door open. Before she blacked out again she heard a strong masculine voice yelling out to her.

"Hinata!... Hinata!"

After that there was a loud bang and a sharp pain in her head. She was out cold.

Naruto read the face of the digital clock that sat on the dresser,the of clock read 12:30 am, he had been at the bar most of the night not wanting to face Hinata fully without coming up with some sort of an apology. However he couldn't even come up with something that simple, Naruto believed Hinata needed something that was not just simply empty words no matter how much he meant them. He decided to go home, he had somewhat of a internal war in his head about it though. He was sure that Hinata didn't want to see him any time soon, but he had desperately wanted to see her. It wasn't like she would hit him, at least he hoped so.

He had thanked Kami that he arrived just in time to catch a fainting Hinata, even though she had already hit her head on the corner of the dresser by the time he got to her,he was just glad that she was safe. Even more so that he had her in his arms.

Sitting on the floor in front of the bed Naruto combed his hands through Hinata's hair, he stopped when he felt something wet. Staring in horror at his blood covered hand, he searched for a wound. A medium sized gash had place it self on Hinata's flawless forehead. After clumsily bandaging her forehead Naruto placed her in their bed. Slowly getting up he then realized that Hinata had grabbed on to his shirt like a lifeline. He tugged but she wouldn't let go.

For a fraction of a moment Naruto had realized the Hinata was naked. Sure he has seen her naked many times, in many different positions, doing various things... His mind wandered for a bit. But the point was that Naruto now felt ultimately ashamed, that he could ever stray from her wonderful personality and her well developed assets.

Finally giving up on making Hinata let go of him, Naruto just crawled into bed next to her watching her sleeping face. For a second he could have sworn he heard her call his name in one of the sweetest voice that only Hinata could pull off. Naruto lied there thinking about what would of happened today if he never visited Sakura.

Hinata would have made them some of her famous Ramen, for sure, and after that they would take a romantic moonlight walk while Naruto would babble on and on about how Tsunade-sama was driving him crazy with his Hokage training. She would giggle at his antics and while staring at her he would slowly inch his lips towards hers. Kissing her deeply and passionately, all while trying to keep himself in control since they were in public. But he would still lick her bottom lip pleading for entrance , and Hinata would humbly accept his tongue into her mouth, both dancing passionately against each other. After a while Naruto wouldn't be able to control himself anymore and he would carry his hime, princess style all the way home. He would be sure to tell her every second that he loved her. While wishing her a happy anniversary with many more to come. By the next morning both Naruto and Hinata would wake up very satisfied and even more in love then they were before.

Naruto groaned out load, now none of what he imagined would happen especially the last part. More than anything he wanted to make it up to Hinata, she had always been there for him. Now it was his turn to be there for her, even if it was his fault.

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