A/N: Warning: occasional OOC-ness, adult language, mild sexual references and interactions, Rated T for Teen, not suitable for babies =D
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Chapter Fourteen
"I-I'm s-s-sorry…"Hinata whispered. And all too suddenly, she collapsed.
"Shit!" cursed Sasuke, shaking the girl roughly. Of all the times for her to faint, it had to be in the middle of a storm.
His mind raced desperately for a solution. He was no medic ninja, so what could he do in the middle of a chaotic storm? As though realization had just dawned on him, Sasuke's heart sank. A storm… She's only wearing a tank top… loss of color in the face… body cold and shivering… slow movements…
"No fucking way…" he said to himself. She's hypothermic…
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-Day Seven: pt. 2-
All around him, the relentless haze of rain fell in sheets, slapping against him and the vast surroundings. Sasuke held the limp girl in his arms as he desperately search through wind and rain for a solution. He had to think fast because the longer they lingered, the farther the winds could forced them out to sea. The surface of the sea was becoming even more uneven and hazardous as a flash of lightning burst across the dark sky, followed quickly by a loud clapping BOOM, thundering in the hectic night.
"Hey you can't sleep!" he shook the woman in his arms. "Wake up!"
She stirred. Through heavy lidded eyes she forced herself to squint beneath rain, barely able to see Sasuke's blurry outline from the heavy droplets slapping against her face. She tried to speak but her clattering teeth made it near impossible.
The cold winds pierced against their exposed skins like icy knives. Through crimson eyes, Sasuke quickly scanned their surroundings for some form of shelter. There!—below them, just beneath the uneven sea floor was an underwater cave with a heavy pocket of air.
"Hang on," he wrapped her arms around his neck, but her grip quickly slipped off. "Hinata, you have to try and stay awake!—Hang on to my shirt."
It took a great deal of effort, but she wrapped her arms across his neck as tightly as she consciously could.
"Hold your breath," ordered Sasuke, "and don't let go."
All too soon, the chakra at his feet dispersed, sinking the two beneath the seafloor, and immediately surrounding them within the still peacefulness of aquatic life. Hundreds of frightened colorful fish retreated to their shelter of kelp and coral. Sasuke swam to the cave, focusing on nothing but the destination and the kicking of his feet. All that existed was him, Hinata, and the cave just ahead.
The rocky terrain along the seafloor soon became clear without the use of his sharingan. Drifting seaweed and foot long eels passed by as Sasuke dived beneath any other debris. Within seconds he surfaced in the nearest underwater cave, gasping and panting in the small pocket of air. He laid Hinata against a wall and glanced around. Undersea critters scurried from across the stone walls, hiding well beneath large boulders. The entire cavern was moist and bare. Some areas were smooth and some sharp and pointed. He turned back to Hinata and took her shoulders, gently laying her on the damp ground.
What was that jutsu she used to dry his clothes back in Wave country? He had to remember, she couldn't stay in those wet clothes. He pulled at his sopping wet robes discarding it at a corner before turning to Hinata. He began peeling off her tank top and shorts leaving the girl in her bare undergarments.
Half conscious, Hinata whimpered and tried to crawl away but Sasuke caught her by the ankles and pulled her back. How could she still be embarrassed at a time like this? He thought to himself.
Without hesitating, his rapid hands began forming hand seals after hand seals. "Katon: Gōkakyū no Jutsu!" a giant fireball burst through his lips drying the damp cavern in seconds before settling on a patch of dead sea plants, which soon became their source of heat.
Hinata fell to her back, lying limp as her heavy lidded eyes reflected the light of the flickering flames. Her trembling lips curved into a weak smile, welcoming the comfort and warmth from the dancing fire.
Sasuke crouched on top of her and formed a few more hand seals. Small bursts of flames shot through the skin of his pores, drying and warming his body immediately. He took her waist, pulling the trembling girl in a tight embrace. Her body felt cold and lifeless against him. The faintness of blue across her once pink lips made his sole objective to keep her warm and dry for as long as possible.
Sasuke pressed her cold, half-exposed body closer to his. And pushing her humility aside, Hinata didn't resist, but welcomed his source of heat. She wrapped her arms firmly around his torso, taking in his warmth and bringing him closer. Within minutes, her shivering lessened, her trembling slowed, and her breathing calmed.
Sasuke laid her on the cave floor, supporting himself above her by the elbows.
She stirred a little, wanting more of his warmth. "Sa…suke…" her voice was just below a whisper but he noticed her tone was hoarse. She pulled at his neck and in mere seconds her eyes fell shut, sleep eventually claiming her. And this time, Sasuke didn't stop her.
He watched her with clear worry across his face. It could have been the reflection of his own fire but he could see a little color returning to her face. But watching her beneath him, he was once again reminded of her subtle sleeping habits. The way her fine indigo hair draped across her cheeks. The faint rising of her chest as she took another breath, he became immensely relieved she was still breathing, aside from the fact she was profusely sweating all over.
Minutes passed and each time his fire dwindled, he performed the jutsu again and again. He watched her sleep, careful to make sure she had enough heat and her breathing was even and calm. His dark eyes scanned her features, wondering if she was dreaming. And if so, what was she dreaming of? Who would have thought escorting one girl, could have been this complicated. The events of the day soon wore on him and his own exhaustion made it difficult to stay awake.
Sasuke's flame blazed brightly beside them and he collapsed at her side, sleep overcoming his senses.
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So… warm.
"Naruto?" Hinata asked concerned, "are you okay?"
"Yeah, I'm fine it's nothing to worry about. Stay with me and I'll always be okay..."
"As long as you have love for me I will never leave you."
Being together, with Naruto, felt so comfortable, so natural, and so right—but now things are different. Circumstances change the situation.
He slapped her away.
"Hinata!—Just go to bed!" Naruto shouted.
He has never been physically violent or aggressive with her before. He was different. And for the first time in a long time, she was scared of him.
She had hoped this little time away would help Naruto realize how much he cherished her—for him to realize how much she truly meant to him. However now she knows, as time passes and personalities change—so will relationships.
"Remember when we first got married I said, as long as you have love for me, I will never leave you?"
When she asked him this simple question, he didn't answer. He didn't remember. He didn't care. And now, the words have no meaning to him. Yes, she did love him and he probably loved her too. But feelings change and people change. The man she loved is the man he used to be—the very memory of her husband. And if she didn't love him anymore, she was free to leave him.
It was from Sasuke, did she realize this.
"So you admit you don't love him anymore? You said loved," said Sasuke, coming forward and kneeling before her. "If he loved you the same way, he wouldn't do this to you…"
Never, in her right mind, did she think Sasuke would have helped her overcome this hurdle in her life. She was blinded—blinded by the very thing she wanted to save! But it was Sasuke that helped guide her. It was Sasuke that pushed her to her feelings. To let go of what is loss and open one's heart to another.
…His warmth and comfort pushed her forward.
Sasuke, do you remember the days
when we used to play?
—almost fifteen years ago, today.
We've grown so far apart. Chosen different paths
different goals, different lives, but we came back.
Years passed and I became Naruto's wife,
but you choose to follow an avenger's life.
For years my heart was drawn to him—only him.
I loved him with all my heart,
but over time we grew apart.
I've been with Naruto for two years,
and now all I feel for him is fear.
I hoped and I prayed, to this very day,
that if I left him he'd ask me to stay.
He chose Sakura without a backward glance,
not giving our love a thriving chance.
He let me go, in the hands of another,
to stay with a woman who kept him aflutter.
I often wondered what I could have done,
to keep him from leaving me with none.
Now I'm searching across—alone
with nothing and no one to call my own.
And since then I've given up in defeat,
wondering if my life will ever be complete.
Something strange lays close by.
Someone warm who made me fly.
Sometime across the way,
I fell for you, but couldn't say.
Your outstretched hand has helped me along,
to save some courage and growing strong.
Although the scars of yesterday remain
I'll choose to live—with love contained.
Now here she lay, pondering seven days
Wishing he'd be the one to stay
Once blinded by what she sees—now guided by how she feels
Learn to let go of what is lost and choose this:
Time and love will heal her pride
toward Sasuke her heart will glide…
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"… Sasuke…" Her lids fluttered open, feeling a momentary lapse of confusion and dizziness. She glanced around, desperate to find Sasuke, until her eyes met his mess of raven hair. There he is… Sasuke lay sleeping half his body wrapped around her protectively, while still emitting the same warmth and heat she had thought was all a dream.
Their bodies pressed firmly beside each other with a layer of sweat in between but all she could feel was warmth. Lying with him, she realized how peaceful and comfortable his presence has become. This wasn't awkward or embarrassing—it was natural.
Her eyes softened as she watched the man on top of her sleep soundly. With each breath he took in, she could feel his broad firm chest pressed against her own.
"Let go of what is lost and choose this…" she whispered remembering the words of her dream
Beside her, Sasuke stirred awake. He blinked a few times then rolled and pushed on his elbows, looking around before turning to the woman beneath him.
She watched him.
"How are you feeling?" asked Sasuke.
She said nothing.
He brushed away a few strands of damp hair and felt her forehead for a fever.
Their eyes locked, each trying to read the other. Why did it take so long to get use to each other's company? At what point did they become comfortable with each other? Why were they watching each other so closely? Why does he always look so handsome lately? What is it about him that makes her wonder? Why does she want him closer? Why does he smell so good? Why doesn't he pull away? And finally—why do these questions matter?—they don't.
The answer to these questions changed nothing. And for the first time, she has never felt so happy to be left with unanswered questions.
"Are you cold?" he asked.
She smiled.
"Do you need a stronger fire?"
Hinata raised a hand and pressed her fingers against his lip, silencing him from asking anymore unnecessary questions. Her hands reached forward, finding an urge to stroke his hair.
Instinctively, he jerked his head away, crouching on top of her on all fours.
Silence.
Neither one moved. Sasuke stared at her, only to find she was unbothered by his reaction and continued to watch him. Then, she reached for him again. Only this time, he didn't pull away.
Through locked eyes, her small hands ran through his mane, feeling the dark spikes of hair run between her fingers. He didn't stop her and he didn't pull away. He simply… went with it.
She watched him, finding nothing more fascinating than his dark onyx eyes. There was no denying the strong intimate feelings she has for this man. The boy from her childhood was now a grown man she cares for most dearly.
Her hands fell to the standing hairs on his neck.
He watched her, letting go of his better judgment. From what he could remember, Hinata was one of the few girls that never gave into his charm. She was never affected by his appearance and has never tried to be romantic with him. As a matter of fact, she has never expressed any sort of interest in him romantically or affectionately. And strangely, no other woman has ever captivated his attention—until now.
By the nape of his neck, she pulled him.
Their faces drew closer.
She is beautiful, he thought to himself. More radiant than any other woman he has ever seen. No features more distinct than her gentle white eyes. The locks of indigo hair framing her smooth face left the focus on her tiny nose. Which he now thought, made her look adorably cute.
The tips of their nose softly touched, and Hinata smiled at him, her warm breath brushing against his chin. Clear tints of pink roused her cheeks as she bit her lip, the color quickly returning to her face.
This journey together, was it seven days now? He was somehow drawn to her. There were times when he became compliant to her every order. The moments she used him to make a fire. The night she begged for him to rest with her. Was it because he cared? Was it along this short journey with her that she claimed him?
Sasuke smirked and would have cursed himself for saying this out loud but, he has fallen for someone, someone that already technically belongs to someone else.
She pulled him closer, softly whispering something in his ear.
His heart raced inside his chest, feeling her warm breath brush against his cheek. He chuckled a little and leaned her back to the ground.
"No," he answered, "You don't make me nervous."
And with that, the little space between them vanished as their lips meet in a passionate tender kiss. His mouth came down hard upon hers. His lips moved softly with hers, though with an intensity that clearly stated he'd been waiting for this. She felt the tip of his tongue press lightly against her lips, and she gasped, feeling his hands run across her body. He took this opportunity to explore the new boundaries between them, his tongue massaging against her own.
Emotions and pure elation surged through their bodies. Their minds stopped thinking. And for the first time in a long time, they allowed their hearts to guide them. After what felt like a few breath-taking seconds, they finally surfaced for air, Hinata, out of breath, felt the blood rush to her face. Sasuke was breathing hard too, which made her giggle slightly to see the effect she had on him.
"Are you sure I don't make you nervous," she teased through settling giggles.
Sasuke took her arms and pinned them well above her head. "No, you don't," he smirked, "and you never will."
"Sasuke..!" Hinata gasped as Sasuke's mouth continued to assault her own, gently massaging her while his large hands roamed across her body.
Pleasure shot like wildfire and coursed through her body when, as though on impulse, she pulled him closer. Her trembling hands ran through his dark hair and she arched her back, physically calling out for more. His kisses fell to her neck and she moaned, digging her nails into the muscles of his back.
Be guided by how you feel.
Hinata's brain, clouded with lust and only able to react, tore Sasuke's remaining clothes off of him.
This feels wonderful…
"S-Sasuke… I think..." Hinata panted, trying to clear her thoughts.
"Just—don't—think," he said between nips at her neck. His warm breaths brushed against the soft of her neck, tickling her sensations and sending shivers of pleasure traveling down her spine.
She moaned in bliss, pulling at his broad shoulders, bringing him closer and closer. "I-I think I… love you."
His kisses grew aggressive and hungry and she could feel the imprint of a smirk on each one. Her arms flew around his neck, absolutely refusing to let go. He held her waist, wanting to be as close as possible. She rolled him over until she was on top, straddling him dominantly.
He reached for the little clothes they had on, trying to tug it all off. His hands ran across her thighs, welcoming the sudden weight that was felt upon his lap, and he became submissive, docile even. This once vulnerable shy woman had the confidence and power to sustain and peak his attention. He leaned back, enjoying his view from the bottom, curious to know what she planned on doing.
Hinata straddled him, feeling nothing but suppressed temptations for the last Uchiha on earth. She wrapped her legs around his torso, leaned forward, and closed the lingering space between them. When their eyes locked, her vision glazed with lust and excitement, feeling the fluttering of her heart floating in her chest. His hands roamed across her body, straying to places Naruto had never dared to. She soon felt rough kisses assaulting her senses as he nibbled her earlobe, causing Hinata to cry out in pleasure.
Before she could register what was going on, Sasuke had escaped from underneath her and flipped her over. He crouched on hands and knees above her, taking in the beauty and splendor of her nude figure. She found herself growing increasingly insecure, feeling like a spectacle under heavy scrutiny. His eyes roamed across the curves of her body, breathing heavily and biting his lips to suppress the gradual stiffening of a certain body part. Fire encased her soul as Sasuke's lips clashed against hers. Their hands caressed one another, traveling down and across the other's body.
She gasped when Sasuke suddenly pushed her against the cold stone wall, trailing hungry kisses across her lips, neck, and breast, tickling her navel with his tongue. He whirled her around, her soft bosoms rubbing against the cave walls as his heaving chest pressed firmly against her back. Her eyes, already laden with lust, could only see was the damp stone walls, fogged by her pants.
He couldn't take it anymore. The growing need to be one was poking at her backside. Their bodies pressed against each other, massaging tongues, warm breathless pants rubbing against their flesh, moans of euphoria—their hormones were in complete control.
"W-w-wait…" she panted.
Sasuke ignored her and Hinata sighed in bliss as she felt herself being hurriedly scooped into strong arms. Intoxicated by her flowery scent, he cupped her chin, asserting his masculinity upon her. He wasted no time in answering as he laid her gently back to the ground attacking her neck with butterfly kisses, licks and bites, leaving clear evidence of his markings on her soft neck.
"S-Stop…" she moaned. "Please…"
His breath-taking lips fell upon hers once more, stopping her from uttering another word.
"STOP!" Hinata screamed, quickly pushing him off her.
He stumbled back a few paces.
She crawled away from him until her bare backside came against the coolness of the cave walls. Her large frightened eyes flew across the dark cavern.
What the hell? Sasuke thought to himself. Wasn't she the one that initiated the kiss? From what he felt and heard, it sounded like she ENJOYED it. He rounded on her, expecting some sort of explanation, but stopped when he met her terrified eyes.
She watched him fearfully, her mind racing with confusion and uncertainty. What had she done? She was married. Even if her husband was cheating on her, Hyuga women have strong morals! Never is a man or woman to cheat on a married spouse.
"W-we can't… do this…" Hinata whispered, clutching a discarded robe to her chest.
She didn't mean for her feelings to come out this way. Their half naked bodies touching and the warmth exuding from his firm muscles had brought out her sexual lust for him. The situation they were in made denying her desires difficult to set aside.
"I'm taking you back to Konoha," said Sasuke firmly, and without another questioning word he stood and began pulling his clothes back on.
For the rest of their journey back to Konoha, Hinata avoided catching his eye and Sasuke simply ignored her. No one mentioned the event and it quickly appeared as if nothing happened—or so she hoped.
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