I'm sorry but I don't think that I will be finishing up the story. But I feel like this should be satisfying enough until I have decided what to do with this story.
This takes place a couple of weeks after the previous chapter.
Today had been a particularly rainy day, and Sasuke had decided that seeing Hinata fighting in the rain was one of the best sights life could offer.
Training was, once again, a daily occurrence, no matter the weather. But this was close to a monsoon.
Just as he thought of ending today's training, Hinata slipped and fell as she tried to sweep kick him. She landed on her back in the wet grass and breathed in heavily, seemingly forgetting about his existence as she let the cold rain fall, and cool down her face. She looked so peaceful laying there, Sasuke couldn't help but stare before he offered her his hand.
"My place is not far off, we could go and dry off there" why did it feel like those words had an underlying meaning?
Hinata nodded.
They were close now and neither of them could look away. Hinata could feel the intoxicating warmth radiating from Sasuke's body like venom. It was pushing and pulling her, making her feel dizzy. His warm breath fanned over her cheeks, coloring them red.
Hinata closed her eyes and waited for Sasuke to close the gap between them. Seconds flew by and she almost opened her eyes to flee the scene when he brushed his lips against hers in a feather light kiss. He leaned away, the tickling warmth disappearing with him.
The Hyuuga heiress opened her eyes to look at him in confusion.
"Do you remember?" he whispered.
It was dark in the Uchiha estate, the power was off and the rain didn't let much light seep through. So it was hard for Hinata to see his face in the darkness of the room.
"No…" Hinata answered honestly. She still didn't know what he's talking about. "I don't need to remember."
Sasuke was eerily quiet as he removed some wet strands away from her face. Hinata couldn't read his stone cold face. His hand stopped on her cheek, the feeling smooth and delicate in his rough hands. She leaned into the touch and her eyes automatically shut again as she let out a soft sigh.
Their clothes were soaked through by the cold rain outside but her nerves felt as if they were on fire. She felt confusion with a mix of emotions but there was an undeniable attraction that she felt for the Uchiha which she could no longer ignore. He was like a hot burning fire in the middle of a cold and dark winters night. So cold it burned. Sasuke was truly a riddle that Hinata couldn't figure out.
Their second kiss lingered longer. If the first one was almost as a question then this one was a plead. It was all small bites, soft sounds of content, hands pulling and grabbing. There was something desperate to the way Sasuke kissed her, it was addictive.
They broke apart for some much needed air and Sasuke's hand stayed on her cheek while his other hand grabbed Hinata's waist to pull her closer to him. Hinata disentangled her firm grip on his shirt and put her arms around his neck instead. Sasuke made her feel more wanted than any other person she had met.
"Your room." she whispered, boldly, into his ear.
Sasuke's bed was huge and messily unmade, for some reason that surprised her. But the thought of Sasuke's messy bed left her mind as soon as she was thrown into it, bouncing slightly as she landed on the soft mattress. Suddenly, she was surrounded by Sasuke's smell, warm and earthy, it was probably the most inviting thing about him.
Leaning on her elbows, she watched as he removed his wet shirt and threw it, without a care, across the room. His eyes were on her the whole time, he smirked when he saw the blush deepening on her cheeks.
"Let's get you out of these wet clothes" Hinata swallowed and let him remove her training gear, leaving her in only her undergarments. He kissed her neck and all the way down to her abdomen.
Sasuke spread her knees wide and made a point of not staring too long, afraid that he would make her uncomfortable. Leaning down, he began leaving soft kisses along her smooth thigh, slowly but surely closing in on her clothed privates.
Sasuke felt the muscles under his mouth go tense, and he paused, glancing up. Hinata was pushed back into the pillows, her eyes screwed shut, a flush on her cheeks.
"Hyuuga?" he whispered, his hands squeezing her shaking thighs, thumbs rubbing along her silky skin. When Hinata didn't open her eyes or respond, Sasuke tried a little louder, "Hinata"
Pale lilac watery eyes snapped open, staring down at him, and Sasuke frowned.
"Are you alright?"
"O-of course," she forced out, and Sasuke's frown grew. He pushed himself up.
"If you don't want to do this, we can stop." he offered, and there was a moment of nothing, before he saw Hinata's shoulder sag.
"…Can we?" she looked helpless the way she said it.
Sasuke moved, until he was sitting next to Hinata, she was squirming under his arm, resting her head against his chest. "We don't have to ever, if you don't want to-"
"I do want to," Hinata pointed out, glancing up and meeting his eyes, he believed her. She had thought about it before and the idea of them doing it had made her flustered beyond belief. But right now, at this moment, she wasn't ready. "Ju-just…not tonight."
Sasuke was silent for a few moments until he leaned down and kissed her hair. "There's plenty of other nights, Hinata." she snuggled in closer, relieved, and Sasuke tipped his head back, closing his eyes, thinking he could wait centuries for this girl.
"I'll go and get something for you to sleep in," he sat up and looked down at her, only her head was sticking up from beneath the covers "if you want to stay."
"I'd like that." she said shyly, "...thank you, Sasuke."
He didn't say anything, he didn't have to.
Sasuke pressed his forehead to the space between Hinata's shoulder blades with his hand splayed, underneath the t-shirt she got to borrow, on her belly, holding her close. She was silent except for the shallow, light breaths that told Sasuke she was sleeping. He hadn't managed to fall asleep, his mind had been too chaotic with different thoughts after what had happened earlier that night.
"You will be the death of me, Hyuuga," he whispered, fingers now barely touching the curves of her back. "No one should make me feel…like this, like you do."
Sasuke paused, inhaled slowly. Smelled the scent of rain and grass in her hair, and beneath that the intoxicating smell so distinctively her.
It didn't matter how intimate he was with Hinata, speaking with his body was easier than finding the words he was saying now, in the dark of the room. As if he was alone.
"I would kill for you," Sasuke whispered, which was probably not the best of compliments. But it was beyond true at this point. If it meant keeping Hinata safe, he would disregard every law which he had begun to accept and follow over these past few years that he had spent back in the village. He would throw away all the trust he had earned back, without as much as a single thought.
"If you knew," Sasuke paused and pressed his mouth to the exposed skin in the nape of Hinata's shoulder, kissing softly. "Knew what you made me feel, Hyuuga. You would not recognize me." He barely recognized himself anymore.
Sasuke closed his eyes, dared to move his mouth up the nape of Hinata's neck to kiss lightly, some of Hinata's long strands brushing along his face.
"I love you."
He had never said those words out loud before, at least not for a long time. Sasuke sighed and fought down the urge to shiver, tightening his hold around Hinata. As he did, Hinata stirred, melting into his embrace. Sasuke tensed for a moment before he whispered.
"Were you sleeping?"
Hinata shifted and rolled onto her back to look up at Sasuke, offering him a sleepy smile.
"Yes, but it's okay." she admitted and reached up, fingers brushing along Sasuke's cheek in a feather light touch. Sasuke turned and kissed her palm before Hinata chose to shift again and press her face into the crook of Sasuke's neck, arms locking around him.
Sasuke rested his chin atop her head, closing his own eyes, and Hinata smiled lazily into his skin, toes curling as her heart raced.
Maybe Hinata would never remember what had happened between them before, but she didn't feel the need to anymore. A cold chill went down her spine and Sasuke pulled her in closer. If she was honest, she would probably kill for Sasuke too.