The female that stood there, the only person in the whole world. believed him. Okay, so what was this feeling, deep within his chest? Happiness? No, not just that. The wind past and pushed her hairs in front of her face. She blushed softly and he realized the beauty she held took a toll on him now. He stood there with her in silence trying to figure out what to do. This was Naruto's fiancée.

Chapter 4

It hadn't processed through Hinata's mind yet on how she ended up following Sasuke home, she knew how it happened but it hadn't really processed. It was more like unbelievable. When they got there it was only minutes past sundown. She was looking at the ground and hadn't realized they reached their destination point until she slightly bumped into Sasuke. She stepped aside with a blush across her cheeks.

"Ooh, Sasuke, who's your friend" She lifted her head at the small old lady that moved from behind the counter and over to her. The lady had grabbed Hinata's long silk hair and smiled. "So soft, your beauty is rather rare" Her voice was cracking but not cause of sadness, she was old. Hinata smiled softly and nodded in thanks.

"Yeah, Hey Mrs. Yamato, Will you mind getting her a room while I go put up those boxes" Sasuke moved past the two ladies and into the back room. The old lady took Hinata's hand and brought her over to the counter and then walked behind it getting out her clipboard and writing a few things she hadn't caught.

"Your boyfriend, He is a nice man yes he is" Hinata turned and looked at her slightly confused. She let the blush get darker.

"O-oh um he's-"

"He helps out more than needed" Her laugh she gave was very cute and honest. "Sometimes I don't know what to do with him. You snagged a cute one"

"Mrs…um, I'm afraid he's not… my –my…" Her face got darker and she began fiddling with the bottom of her jacket. She looked up when the lady gave a loud laugh and the keys clanked against the counter. Hinata smiled and took them within her hands and bowed in respect. The old lady was inspecting her and Hinata didn't really know why. Was there something on her jacket? She looked down at her clothing and before she knew it her arm was taken and she was led to the stairs that was located next to the counter.

Sasuke cleaned off his hands and walked out of the back room and into the empty lobby that wasn't supposed to be empty. Where'd Hinata and the old lady go? He looked around and then moved to the other wide of the counter and up the stairs. He went to the old ladies room and raised his fist to the door. Before he knocked, he listened to the other side. A bunch of rustling and wincing as heard. He raised a brow and before he could open the door, it opened itself. The old lady walked out which caused sasuke to take a step back.

"Mrs. Yamato, where Hinata." He asked. The lady giggled and stepped beside him.

"She didn't have any nighties so I leaded her some of mine. " She clapped and called for Hinata to walk on out so they can view the newly dressed female. Sasuke's face went red after looking at the shortness and small petite old lady. Hinata and Sasuke were so much taller. And Hinata was o much more…

Before his thought process could finish, Hinata peeked out covering her chest and holding down the baby blue and white stripped nighty that went just passed her crotch area

"Yamato-senpai…I don't… ugh, I don't think this'll d-do" She was beyond embarrassed when she seen Sasuke standing there. Sasuke didn't have a thought process anymore. Her breasts were so round and plump, it took up most of the dress, making it stretch out to its fullest content. The top poked out giving her chest that joyful crease that made her cleavage. The buttons that was holding the dress were stretching as well giving Sasuke a sneak peek at the lower region of her breasts just slightly were she wasn't covering. Sasuke thanked god that his pants were loose; He didn't want the bulge in his pants to be noticed. She was torturing him, God she was so sexy. Under that jacket who knew she had a body. Then he thought about it. Naruto did. He turned his back and moved down the hall "I'll see you all in the morning"

Hinata let out a sigh of relief after he left. The old lady pushed her back in handing her a top and bottoms instead. After she undressed herself she stood in the ladies room looking at the purple button up silk top and bottoms. She was still blushing, did he see anything? How embarrassing. She looked over her shoulder at the full size mirror and stood before it. She placed a hand on her stomach and tried to tuck the LITTLE fat she did have. She was so ugly, It ruined her. He seen her so venerable. She walked away and dressed in the pajamas and walked out with her clothes in her arm. She bowed again and tanked the old lady before making small talk. The lady yawned and they waved goodnight and then she waited for the door to close so she, herself, can go and find her room holding her keys close at hand.

Sasuke Laid there in bed, shirt, shoes, pants off and under the covers in which he called his bed for the time being. He hands his hands behind his head and his eyes locked on the ceiling above him He couldn't ignore the raging boner within his boxers. He looked to the door after letting his right hand rest on his abdomen above the covers. He watched the door in hope she would come in. Ridiculous. He imagined it though, he climbing on top of his form in that gown that turned him on so much. He winced and grunted as the boner wasn't going away; his brain wasn't going to let it. The view of her throwing her head back as she moaned at the feel of his member slip inside her made him go crazy. He closed his eyes and imagined the feel of those breasts. Soft and smooth. He grabbed hold of his cock and sighed with relief as he opened his eyes and began stroking. His hand wasn't her hot warm pussy but it would do for him as he laid there fisting his member harder than ever. There she was, riding him now. Her breasts bouncing around so graciously as she bit her lip and the blush on her cheeks ceased to fade. He closed his eyes and increased the speed of his hand. When he released with joy he looked at the cream on his hand and sighed and let it drop letting sleep take over him.