Temari and I stayed up late that night. We had to think of a way that I could see her. I felt as if I couldn't live another day without my Hinata. It was almost as if I was addicted to her, and I was going through a withdraw.
Temari and I knew that the next day was the day that Hinata went to the market for fresh eggs and bread. Because it was too risky for me to be seen talking to her in public, Temari was going to slip a note from me to her. In the note, I would tell her that instead of going to the hospital to volunteer, to go to the forest near our home. There, we could talk.
The next day, the first part of our plan worked perfectly. Hinata took the note and went on with her shopping. When she passed Temari a second time,she nodded and winked to let Temari know that she had read the note.
When Temari told me this, I was thrilled. The only problem was having to wait a week to see my angel. Every minute seemed like an hour, every hour a day. I couldn't seem to concentrate on anything else but her. I felt almost intoxicated by the thought of her.
I would often fantasize about conversations we would have, the things I would say and do. I wanted everything to be perfect. Anything less wouldn't be good enough for my Hinata.
I had the whole day planned out for us. Hinata's volunteer hours were from 10:00 to 5:00, so we about eight hours. I planned on taking Hinata back to my house and having breakfast. We could hang out until time for lunch, when I was going to take her to a clearing in the forest. I was going to pack a romantic picnic lunch. There was no way that anything could go wrong.
The night before I was supposed to see Hinata, I kept Temari and Kankuro awake by pacing through the house, trying to make sure that every little detail was perfect. Sometime around 2:30, Temari walked into the kitchen, where I was currently rearranging the spice rack.
"Gaara, she's not going to care if the nutmeg is out of place," Temari said, putting her hand on my shoulder.
"I know," I said. "It's just that I don't want anything to go wrong. I guess I'm kind of nervous."
"Well, your making me a nervous wreck cleaning like this. Go in your room, read a book, stare at yourself in the mirror, I don't care, just stop making so much noise!" Temari said.
I nodded and closed the cabinet.
"Temari?"
"Yes?"
"Thanks," I said, wrapping my arms around her.
Temari smiled and went up to her bedroom. I went up soon after and followed her advice.
That morning, I picked out my clothes carefully. Never once in my life had I worried about what I was going to wear, but I wanted to impress Hinata. One part of me felt very foolish, but the other understood everything that I was doing perfectly.
After getting dressed, I went downstairs and began to cook a breakfast for Hinata and I. When everything was finished and I had set the table, I realized that I had made enough to feed a small army.
"Hope she has a good appetite," I thought.
While I was putting the finishing touches to our breakfast, I heard a knock on the door. I realized that my hands were shaking, although I was not sure if it was from excitement or nervousness.
"Hello, Hinata," I said.
"Hi, Gaara-San," Hinata said shyly, her head down, a hint of pink on her cheeks.
"Hinata, I have missed you so much. I was so worried."
Hinata looked up at me, revealing a nearly healed bruise on her cheek. She wrapped her arms around me and began sobbing.
Although it wasn't how I wanted the morning to go, it all worked out for the best. Hinata and I talked for hours. I realized that I had no idea of how badly she was treated. When she wasn't being physically abused, either her father or her younger sister were insulting her.
I also found out that Hinata had, despite her crush on Naruto, always liked me. She said that she hadn't realized it until I had bumped into her that day at the market. I don't think that I had ever been happier in my life.
After she told me this, I leaned towards her and kissed her. She didn't resist or pull away. She just kissed back.
I gently picked her up and carried her up the stairs to my room. I gently sat her down on my bed and began taking my clothes off. She smiled at me reassuringly when I unbuttoned her shirt.
"Are you sure this is what you want?" I asked. I didn't want our first time to be anything that she may regret.
"More than anything," Hinata whispered.
I smiled and began to kiss Hinata, first on the lips, then the neck, and down to her stomach. She shuddered with excitement.
I unbuttoned her pants and she raised her hips so that I could pull them off of her. She was wearing a plain while pair of underwear and while lace bra. She looked like an angel.
I continued to undress her slowly, trying to remember every detail of this moment for later.
I gently parted Hinata's legs and entered her. She was a virgin. I felt her tense as I hit her hymen, but she quickly relaxed. With every thrust Hinata released a small moan. We came at the same time, and she drug her fingernails down my back in ecstasy.
Hinata buried her head in my chest and was soon asleep. I rubbed her back and lay my chin on her hair. I never wanted the moment to end.
When it was almost time for Hinata's volunteer hours to be over, I woke her up.
"Come on, Hinata, time to get up," I said.
"Don't want to. Stay here," Hinata said.
"I wish you could, love," I whispered.
Hinata stood up with my blanket wrapped around her. She looked so cute.
"Umm, Gaara-San..."
"Yes? Oh!" I realized that she wanted to be alone.
I chuckled and climbed out to the bed. I pulled on my clothes and kissed Hinata's cheek. She blushed deeply when I ran my hand across her bottom. I loved the fact that she was still shy. It was adorable.
Before Hinata left, she grabbed me and hugged me tightly.
"I will see you as soon as I can," she said.
I held her tightly and wished that she didn't have to leave.