Broken Silence

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It was the greatest day on earth. Simply the most perfect. The safest, the best ever. On this day, where she should go out for the first time with Naruto as a 'couple'. Hinata stood in front of her closet and looked for matching clothes. She wanted to wear a dress on this special day. A feminine dress, that suited her. When she looked quite undecided on the pile of clothes, she remembered a certain blonde man in her wardrobe. He had looked like a little boy. Just sweet. A big smile was put arround her lips.

Her dream had come true. The dream she had carried for so many years. A small piece of hope, which she had never given up. And now she had reached her destination. She was with him.

Was that in fact reality?

Hinata did not know. But if it was a dream, then she would never wake up again and continue dreaming this dream into eternity.

She looked at the clock on her wall. Startled, she realized that she would be late if she would just stay around in her room and stare holes in the air. Again she looked at the pile of clothes and decided to wear a white dress. She quickly put it on and looked at herself in the mirror that hung at the door of her wardrobe. The dress was simple, kneelong and the sleeves ended by her elbows.

But something was still missing. She quickly went to her dresser and took out of the drawer two white hairpins, went to the mirror, stuck a hairpin into the left and one to the right side of her hair and looked at herself again. She was still undecided. Something was still missing. And then the scales fell from her eyes.

"Baka." she murmured softly, smiling to herself.

She quickly went back to her dresser, opened the drawer and took out a small jewelry box. She carefully opened the lid and took out her necklace with the green apple crystal. Ever since Naruto had given her the green apple, Hinata had worn the necklace every day. It had become somewhat a part of them. She quickly put it on her neck and checked one last time her appearance. What she saw pleased her. Once again, as so often in this day, Hinata smiled. She truely was happy.

With quick steps, she walked out of her room and passed through the long corridors of the Hyuuga estate. She hated this infinitely long path to their frontdoor. But of course she could not help it, her father enjoyed the size of his home. Arriving at the named door, she quickly pulled on two white shoes that fit to her dress. One last time she took a deep breath and finally opened the last door, the last hurdle, until she would finally see him.

And when she saw these beautiful azure eyes that were eternal than eternity. Her nervousness that she had managed to suppress quite well, surpassed with each passing seconds her mind.

Palpitation, sweating, trembling.

Just what kind of eerie love was that?

He stood there. His hands clasped over his chest, casually leaning against the opposing wall. He did not smile. Just looked at her. Pierced her eyes until he had arrived at her heart. Looked completely through her. And after this infinitely long moment, he finally moved. He pushed himself slightly off the wall and went to her, with that smile, she wanted to see every day.

"Ohayo, Hinata."

"Ohayo, Naruto-kun."

Did she actually said something? She had not even noticed.

Naruto took her hand in his. United his with hers.

"I hope you'll like where we're going today."

"I think when I'm with you, I just like everything Naruto-kun..." she shyly looked to the ground.

But she felt his hand on her chin, that forced her to look into his eyes.

She noted that he leaned down slightly. His face coming closer to her. Immediately, her breathing quickened. Suddenly, however, it occurred to her, doing such a thing here, would be unwise. She put her trembling fingers to his lips. Naruto's eyes looked questioningly. And so nervous, as she had never seen in his eyes before.

"Not here..."

"Why not here?"

' Yes, why not here, Hinata?' asked the little squeaky voice in the girl's head. She shook her head.

"Because everyone could see us here."

"I don't care:"

And then he took her fingers into his hand, leaned down again to unite his lips with hers. But Hinata knew that this was wrong, put her finger once more on the boy's lips.

"Please, Naruto-kun, my father will see."

"What would he say?"

"I do not know, I just don't want to, umm... Here..."

Naruto looked at her. Doubtful, she realized. Then he took a deep breath.

"Hinata-chan, I'm not going to take you to where I wanted to go with you. If it's so, then let's go back to the Hokagerock, what do you mean?"

"I'd love that, Naruto-kun..."

He smiled again. This time they did not run, but walked on the streets to the Hokagerock.

"Where did you actually wanted go with me, Naruto-kun?"

"Oh, that... Doesn't matter!"

Naruto turned his head in a different direction, so she could not see the of blush on his face. Embarrassing. He had wondered through the night, where he could take her. And actually, he had planned to go with her to eat some Ramen. However, he had nothing in his purse. Simply nothing. And to be honest, he was ashamed. His girlfriend came from a famous, respectable and wealthy family.

He was a boy without parents and money. A boy, who tried to fight his way through the test of life all alone. But most of what stressed him was the fact, that he had absolutely nothing to offer his new girlfriend. Neither wealth nor fame. Dejected, he sighed. He was so happy to be with her. But he wanted her to be happy, too. How could she be happy, if he could not even invite her for a noodle soup?

He had dreamed. All the time. He had dreamed kissing her, passionately. And when he saw her this morning, he had had no longer control of his senses. His hands, his feet, his whole body was moving on its own. He had no more power. Every fiber and every atom in his body desired her.

After a long silence, they reached the top at the Hokagerocks. The ninja saw his girlfriend smiling, lying down on the dry grass and exploring a cloudless sky.

And finally, for the first time on that day at which he could look exactly from above, he went speechless by here beauty. It warmed his heart. And what were wealth and fame when he could offer her his undying love?

Slowly the boy's mood came back to the right path in the presence of this dainty girl. He sat down beside her and took her hand into his.

For a long time they were lying on the grass, facing the horizon. Their fingers played with each other. The chirping of birds beautified this peaceful day. Neither of them wanted the dream of this love to came to an end.

Naruto sighed. He behaved so weird. So different. Being with Hinata. It seemed to him as if they had been already years together. Like, as if they had known each other for years. It was really strange that-

Suddenly, a soft chuckle tore him from his philosophical thoughts. Surprised, the boy turned his head to the girl next to him. Hinata had her hand over her mouth and laughed softly.

"Why are you laughing?"

"That tickles."

His eyes widened.

"Your... Your hand tickles?"

Naruto looked down at his hand. Lost in thought he had not noticed that he had started to caress Hinatas hand. It tickled. it tickled?

He remembered his new habit. Without the laughter of this girl, he could not live.

His hands shot to the belly of the girl. And she began to laugh out loud. Naruto leaned a little more to her, so he could tickle her better...

It was raining. No moon and no stars were seen in the sky. No wind. Only pouring rain.

"Hinata, are you there?"

Cautiously Naruto peered from the window in the dark room of his girlfriend and did not dare to bring out more than a whisper from his mouth. His hair clung to his face.

And since the incident with Neji, a month ago, he dared almost nothing to do with Hinata. But he was not in vain a Ninja. But anyway. He remembered reluctant, how Neji had caught him, as he came for a secret visit. The pure horror that was, that her cousin had to exaggerate and pronounce a fight for life and death. Luckily, Tenten had been able to reassure him .

"Naruto-kun, is that you?"

The quiet voice whispering back to him came from the girl of his dreams. Hinata sat at her desk and was apparently writing something. But she stopped, her eyes had chained with his. A long time they looked at each other, just like always, until the boy then broke the silence.

"Come on, I've to show you something."

The blue-eyed jumped into the little room. Hinata put the pencil in her hand on her desk and got up.

"Naruto-kun, you're all wet."

"No wonder. Don't you see how it's pouring?"

Hinata sighed, smiling. Sometimes the man of her future was acting like a little kid. How she loved him for that habit. She went to her closet and pulled out a towel, walked back and held it out to him.

"I don't need a towel Hinata, I just want you to come with me."

"But it's the middle of the night, my father wouldn't let me out and-"

"No matter, then you come with me just out the window."

"But I have no shoes."

A grin flashed across the boy's face. He turned his back to Hinata and crouched down. After all, this was not the first time that he-

"Come on, piggyback!"

"What?"

"Now, come on Hinata."

Without thinking, Naruto grabbed her wrists and cupped them to his neck. And the young woman gave a little sigh and finally clung to him. When he got up, she encircled his waist with her legs.

"There we go!"

He smiled warmly at her. He loved to wear her piggyback. Just like a princess, but in Narutostyle. She returned his smile. And then the boy jumped out of the window, out into the pouring rain. Once he was standing on the wet grass, he looked around to make sure, that nobody was there. When he could see no one the Ninja rushed to the road, then immediately jumped on one of the many rooftops of Konoha.

"Naruto-kun, what is it that's so important?"

"You'll find out soon enough."

Naruto grinned at his girlfriend as he jumped over the rooftops. The rain. Somehow it reminded him of something. Something he would never forget in his life. The Girl with the pupilless eyes, soaking wet in the rain. Exactly a year ago. He smiled. He would never forget that moment.

The first time that he had perceived her. Had really noticed her. And now this creature clung on his back for support. The smile widened. Had not he promised her that he would destroy the silence in her? Would free her forever?

"Where are we going, Naruto-kun?"

The breathy voice in his ear caused goose bumps on his neck.

"To my appartment, where else at this time?"

"But we already passed off your apartment..."

"What?"

Embarrassing. Like always. Why did Naruto behaved always just awful when he was with her? He never acted like this when he was with others. But with her he always behaved like a complete idiot. Hinata smiled as she saw that he cursed.

Naruto quickly turned around. He explored where they were now. Great. Two blocks further than his actual destination. His grip on Hinata's legs strengthened slightly as he sprang over three rooftops at once. And he thought, he would never let her fall.

Arriving at his apartment he let go of Hinata. He put his wet hands on his wet pants pockets and looked for his keys. When he found it, he opened his apartment door. Thanks to Sakura he had learned how to act like a gentleman. Just act. Because he knew, he could never be a real gentleman. And one of the most important rules of course, was: Ladies First. Grinning, he stepped back and let Hinata in. After following her, he closed the door behind him. He looked to Hinata, as she turned on the lights and made herself comfortable on his couch. She was not for the first time in his home. And he loved to see that she felt comfortable with him. His former concerns that he was not rich, or famous or whatever were already forgotten. Excited, he hurled his shoes to a corner and sprinted into his bedroom. He went to his bed, searching for something in the whole pile of clothes and bedding.

If Hinata would see, what he was looking. His dream really had come true. He could not remember a day, he had ever been so proud.

Hinata shivered. She was wet, the water was dripping from her clothes and her hair. Curious, she waited for his boyfriend. As she looked around the room, her sight was caught of the small coffee table. What was not anything lying on it? Again, he had managed to pile up a mountain of paper and trash on the table. Just the other day, she had cleaned up. Smiling again, she stood up and tried to separate things. When she picked up a stack, a green something flashed before her eyes.

"Where are you..."

After a few seconds he found the letter he got today. He took it in his hand and immediately went back into the living room. But the sight did not please him. He absolutely did not like it. Naruto swallowed hard. Hinata sat stiffly on his couch and looked with big eyes at something in her hand. And the thing which she held shimmered even up to him. That was not on the plan!

Naruto ran to her. She had found it. How stupid he could actually be and leave something so important on the table? Oh no.

"Hinata-chan, I-"

"It's beautiful..." the girl whispered, staring dreamily at that something.

"I didn't want to give it to you yet, but well..."

Shaky, Naruto grinned and scratched the back of his head. He looked calm, but his mind was in a mess. There was a chaos in his whole body. Damn, he had not prepared anything. The ring. Of all, he had to forget the stupid ring.

Okay, he admitted, the ring was not to blame. He had to blame his stupidity. He had indeed had to engrave her name into the ring. She had to know now, what he wanted. Or should he fall like any other guy on his knees and ask for her hand? And why the hell, his voice didn't come back to the surface of the earth?

Hinata was still caught in the spell of the ring. It was silver. With a little green crystal apple. The apple on the ring was like the apple of her necklace. And in the ring her name was also engraved.

'Hinata'

She smiled. Everyone else would let engrave her name in beautifully curved letters, by knowing people. But she realized that this was his shaky handwriting.

She stood up and walked over to him.

"Here."

She gave him the ring. Confused, Naruto shook his head.

"That's yours, Hinata."

He took her hand and slid the ring on her ring finger.

And her eyes widened. She felt dizzy. Looked into his infinite eyes. And she saw the sparkling. The nervous shimmering light in the blue of them. And then she knew what he was asking. He had the habit of behaving clumsy in her presence and she had, for whatever reason, the habit of crying. Not because she was sad, but because of the happiness she felt.

"Hinata-chan, I just don't know what to say or what to do. But I hope, you know what I want..."

His voice was quiet. Hardly to be heard. His gaze on her hand. His heart beat faster and faster. He could hear the ticking of the clock. What would her-

His thoughts were interrupted.

He had asked indirectly something, but she answered directly than anything else. He could feel her lips crashing on his. He could taste her salty tears. He smiled. The letter in his hand carelessly fell to the ground. His hands went to her face, to her wet hair. He could feel her hands on his chest. Slowly his thoughts got clouded. Without his unlocking his lips from hers he lifted her up and as if by habit, she wrapped her slender legs around his waist. When he tried to open the door to his bedroom with his feet, he felt her smiling into the kiss.

And finally, he had reached the point, where he wanted to be.

This silence that had made her feel sad. This painful silence, she had told to him. After so long, he knew he had reached his goal. He could make this girl happy. He could offer her things that no one else could offer. Such as his infinite, endless love.

And Hinata's silent world broke. In her heart, she felt warmth. She saw the familiar light. And this time, she clung to it, without letting go.

And they both knew.

He had broken the silence.

This time, forever.

FIN

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A/N:

Hey there,

Thanks for reading. I hope you liked it. And I hope that my English is doing better by now, so I can write another stories for you :-) Please review, it really is helping me, for getting better and better and writing more and more for you.

Thank you,

WhiteKandis