Here I am, in the middle of a secluded forest, sharing a tent with a girl whose very existence has been the source of my lust filled dreams for the past few months. So what am I doing about it? Trying to pleasure her body in every way imaginable? My tongue trailing down her sweet curvy body. Temptation dancing in the air as she begs me to enter her? Nope, try again. Fucking her hard as she screams out my name. Demanding that she knows that she is mine. That she belongs to me and only I can give her the immense pleasure that is having her come so quickly time and time again?

No.

I'm drinking sake.

She naps behind me.

Sadly the only sound coming from our tent is not the moans of sweet love or demand, but of raindrops hitting our tent, and I'm so hard I can't sleep.

Three Days. It has been 3 three days since we left Konoha and Hinata has barely spoken a word. It's not like the silence we shared as children either! She's not even crimson, but more . . . aggravated?

Possibly… I am not sure. She doesn't even look at me anymore, like she's hiding something.

She might just be pissed that Sai's not here with her. Hmph. If that's the way she wants to act, than be that way. Silence is just fine with me, I thought as I leaned back onto my sleeping bag, her voice still echoing through my head

"Why did you change your mind"

Why was I so hot and bothered when she asked me in that sweet timid voice? She said I didn't HAVE to come, that this Sai could take my place.

Like hell he would! I don't even know the guy but I know I'd kill that bastard if HE got to go on a special one on one mission with Hinata. Why couldn't I have been honest when she asked me that question? Why couldn't I have just told her of all these thoughts dancing in my head? Why? Because I'm a pervert. Because she would have fainted as soon as I mentioned sex. Because I am a coward. That's why, I'm afraid that she'll reject me.

There, I said it.

I confessed to Sakura way to many times to count, and what kept happening? I got slapped and looked down by her. I never want Hinata to look at me like that. I can't even imagine what it would do to me.

So I lied

I let her run off, and I've regretted it ever since. She's not talking to me, not looking at me. I miss those eyes. I miss that smile. That soft blush that never seems to leave her face, even when she talks.

I miss her.

I don't care anymore what is going to happen, so what if she's pissed at me. I'm angry at her! What does this "Sai" guy have that I don't? Why would she rather spend time with him than me? Doesn't she know what she does to me? How a simple sway of her hips sends me off into fantasy land.

How those very eyes shatter a man's soul and have him yearning for her and begging for more, more attention, more love, more… More…. her. I want that body next to my own. I don't want her ignoring me. I want her gaze to fall upon me once more. I want… I want….

"I want Hinata" I hear my voice mutter as I start to drift off into slumber

"You want what Naruto-kun?" That soft voice sleepily called out.

My eyes jolted open to see Hinata there, in beautiful glory. Her tight tube top displaying her ample breasts; while cute black underwear cupped her sweet fine ass.

Oh, how badly do I want to slap it right now. Wait… Did she just hear me?

Shit

I could feel I the warmth rushed across my face, resting upon my cheeks. She didn't hear me…. it was so tempting though. So very tempting to show this woman what I said. Right now she reminds me of a rabbit, looking so wide eyed and innocent.

That poor little girl doesn't even know what this demon was thinking….

About devouring her whole.

But I can't. I turned away from her. Now's not the time for thoughts like this, it's probably the alcohol.

Yeah right, I've barely taken a sip and I'm blaming my thought on it.

"Forget it" I muttered. I hoped she would just shrug it off and go back to bed, or at least cover herself up. She was in her frick'n underwear for god's sake.

God knows how much agony she is putting me through.

I wonder how Kiba and Shino sleep, when she's dressed like that on missions…

Wait…

I am so killing those bastards when I get home! Those sneaky little…

Fwoom.

Before I realized what had just happened, Hinata had pinned me down on the ground. God only knew what she was planning, but this position she was making my lower half even more turned on, and my plans for her more vulgar than ever.

Damn.