Walking Into Love

Chouji x Hinata

Okay boys and girls this story is quickly leaving pg land. You have been warned. Enjoy!!

Chapter 20

Embarrassment

Chouji moved silently through the corridors, a tray of his special tea held tightly in his firm grip. His face gaunt and down cast. The shower having done little to help the confused turmoil in his head. He just could not be falling in love with the Hyuga heiress. Had he not always claimed Ino owned his heart, since childhood? Reaching Hinata's door, one hand balancing the tray the other knocking softly. When she didn't answer he turned the knob. Peering in his eyes took in the rumpled bed sheets but no heiress.

"Hinata?" He called before walking in the room. "Must still be in the shower." He shrugged turning his broad back away from the bathroom door. Setting the tray down carefully on the small side table, his mind so caught up in thought he never heard the door open.

Letting his deep voice rise, he called out to her as his hands poured a hot cup of tea in the small china tea cup. Figuring she would hear him through the door.

"Hinata I will just leave your tea on…" Turning on his heel, he collided with a soft but sturdy object. His arms automatically going out, before his eyes had even registered what he was holding.

"C…Chouji…."Hinata mumbled dizzily. Her small hand clutching the dark green towel close to her chest. Not realizing just how low it was dipping in the front. His mouth suddenly felt drier then the Suna desert. His eyes slowly registering he had not only bumped into Hinata but his outstretched hands were clasping her shoulders firmly. The soft warm skin of her bare shoulders still damp. He couldn't help it as his eyes left hers, traveling down to her slightly parted lips. The tip of her pink tongue nervously wetting her lips. Shifting his gaze lower he nearly groaned out loud as his body hardened at the sight before him. The tops of her large breasts, soft pale skin standing out against the dark towel. He could see the small wet beads of water trailing down between those orbs of soft creamy flesh, as if to tease him. He had to shove the desire to absorb those tiny drops of water with his lips and tongue. Pulling his arms back quickly, as if her skin had seared his flesh. His dark eyes still unable to meet her gaze. He quickly turned, flinging the wooden cabin door open, much harder then he had meant to. The loud thud echoing off the small cabin walls.Holding on to what little self control he had left he managed to regain his speech, barely.

"Sorry….ano…..your tea….gotta go…"His voice coming out deep and raspy. The sound of the door closing hard startled her.

"Chouji…"She whispered nearly breathless, her cheeks glowing like fire. Her knees trembling then giving out, she dropped soundlessly to the soft carpet below. Her heart still clamoring hard against her ribs. She could still feel his touch on her shoulders. His hands were rough, yet soft in a way and deep down she wished he had never let go. No, she wished he had pulled her tight. Closing her eyes she could almost imagine what his lips would feel against hers. Those same lips brushing warm kisses over her bare flesh. Just the thought of them against her skin made her ache with need. Her eyes flashed open. For a fleeting second she thought back, had his eyes had been checking her out?

"What's wrong with me?" She chastised herself and her wanton fantasies. "Remember Hinata, your no Ino," she raged. "There is no way in hell he was checking me out. How could he ever find me desirable? Moving to stand, she went to stand in front of the tall mirror that adorned one wall of the peach colored cabin room. She let the emerald green towel drop and pool at her feet. Her pale eyes gazing at her reflection, as she turned from side to side. A loud exasperated groan leaving her pink lips.

"Ah why was I cursed with such a plain face? The only thing I have going for me is big breasts. Her hand running down her sides to still on her hips.

"Now Ino has a figure. Maybe if I had her gorgeous blonde hair." She snarled picking up her brush and combed her hair angrily. Dropping it down hard on the bureau, she yanked open the drawer and grabbed her clothes. The ones Chouji had so kindly placed in the tall intricately carved bureau. The thought of him made her face heat up once again. Dressing quickly she dropped down onto the bed dejected. Looking over at the table she spied the pretty tea cup he had brought her. Reaching over she picked it up gingerly. Her small hand wrapping around the small china cup. Bringing it to her lips, she sipped slowly. It might have helped her stomach before but now it seemed nothing could rid the lump in her throat. Her mind becoming consumed with self doubt and sadness.

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Told you things would be moving from pg to something much hotter. Hope you enjoyed and please review!!