This chapter should really be two chapters, buuut I didn't think itd be fair o put the last section at the beginning of the smut chapter because that wouldn't be fair to the people that don't want to read it… so theres like an obvious break and im sorry ;-;
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The driver didn't remember anything that would have caused him to fall asleep like he did. He just was drowsy and couldn't wake himself up. Hinata hoped nothing was wrong with him, but she was thankful there wasn't any sort of attack.
She sat there at the dinner table, staring at the table in front of her. She told the staff not to serve her until he was there, until Naruto showed up. He was never late for a meal, but dinner is usually at six thirty for them.
It was almost eight.
She knew that they had gotten back a bit later than planned from their trip because of what happened, and the fact that Naruto didn't know where they were going, but that shouldn't have put him so far behind that he would be late but an hour and a half.
She sighed, slumping down in her chair. She watched the clock at the end of the room, ticking away.
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Naruto knew he was going to regret this, but he also knew that this day was bound to happen. He'd rather get it over sooner rather than later.
He stood there, hesitantly in front of her door. HE wanted to knock, prepping his hand a few times to, but never actually did.
The relationship between them had grown more distant the more he was around. She started off joking and making fun of him, but the more he was around, the less she seemed to like him. He never knew why.
"Are you going to knock or what?" a voice behind the door said.
Naruto straightened his back out, and sighed before he did just that, knocked. He knocked three times.
The door slowly opened.
"So, I see you've finally come to see me." she told him with a hand on her hip. Her door was slightly open, just by a foot or so. Naruto was standing outside it.
"Hanabi, do you have a minute?" Naruto asked her, not understanding the tone she had used.
"Hm, what do you want?" the rebellious teenager asked with a huff. Naruto thought there was no way these two were related.
"Can I come in? Or we go somewhere we can talk?" Naruto pleaded, not wanting to have this conversation in her doorway.
"No, you can't come in here! Whatever you want to tell me you can say from right there." She reasoned, still blocking the entrance to her bedroom.
"Hanabi please, it's important!" Naruto tried to convince her.
Hanabi hesitated for a moment, giving another huff.
"Please." Naruto said, more calm this time, more sincere.
Hanabi turned her head to the side.
"Fine but it better be important." She muttered as she walked into her room, letting Naruto in after her. Naruto was relieved.
"Thank you! I promise I'll make it as quick as possible." He promised, closing the door behind him.
He had never been in Hanabi's room before. It was much brighter than what he imagined it would be. Her bed was pink, with stuffed animals that lined the end of it, some were rabbits, and most were bears. The room was as big as Hinata's old one, with the same tall windows, but the entire thing was just more childish. He wondered if she kept all the animals because she couldn't throw them out, or wouldn't throw them out.
Hanabi jumped onto her bed, grabbing a pillow from behind her.
"What is it?" she asked impatiently.
Naruto took his eyes away from observing the room and focused them on Hanabi.
"Right…" Naruto started, grabbing the chair from the other side of the night table next to her bed. "Hanabi, I need to ask you something, since you're Hinata's only living family."
Hanabi looked down at the pillow she was holding, playing with the fringe.
"You want to marry her, don't you?" she asked quietly, but still rather harsh.
Naruto froze for a moment, wondering how she knew. He had never talked about it before with her. He adjusted himself in the chair.
"How did you k-"
"I know how you look at her. How you're always together, how you'd do anything for her, and I know she'd do the same. It was rather obvious…" Hanabi explained. "It was just a matter of time really."
Naruto stared at her, not knowing what she meant.
"Are you not… wanting that?" he asked her, wanting to understand what was going on.
"It's just… been lonely since father died." She admitted, Naruto mentally starting putting that as the reason she was becoming so distant.
I feel like I lost both my father and my sister since she's always so busy all the time, and if were to get married to anyone that'll just be more things to take her away from me…" Hanabi went on. She felt like a child, being upset with her sister for taking on the responsibilities she had to, but she still didn't think it was fair.
Naruto got up from his chair, sitting next to her on the bed.
"Hanabi… you know what the first thing Hinata wanted to know after she woke up from what happened? When your father died?" Naruto asked her, knowing she didn't know.
"What?" she asked just to entertain him.
"She wanted to know if you were okay. She didn't ask about me." he told her honestly.
Hanabi looked over at him.
"What are you getting at?" she wondered.
Naruto smiled at her before he laid is back down on her bed.
"What I mean is that Hinata cares for you, she cares so much for you. Her being married wouldn't add more things for her do to, I'd be there to help her do it. That gives her more free time to spend with you." He explained, staring at her ceiling. It was decorated in a mural of horses and people he didn't quite understand.
"You think so, or are you just saying that?" she asked as she leaned back with him.
"I know so." He replied with confidence.
Hanabi was fourteen. She was past the age where she would be fooled by words and then forget they were mentioned, yet still impressionable. Naruto knew that she needed family in her life, and Hinata being what she had left, Naruto wasn't surprised by her actions, but he was surprised it took her this long to say anything.
"Hinata's noticed too, we both have. It's almost like you're avoiding her." Naruto confessed.
"I just… I don't want to be a burden to her. She has other things to worry about than her little sister." Hanabi sighed.
Naruto laughed, not loudly, but a natural one.
"Doing that makes her worry about you even more."
Hanabi turned her head away from the ceiling, and away from him, facing the head of her bed.
"I didn't know she worried so much." Hanabi mumbled.
"You're her sister, she's going to worry about you no matter what." Naruto reasoned with her. "And her worrying makes me worry."
There was a moment of silence between them.
"You care about Hinata, huh? My frumpy sister?" Hanabi asked, breaking Naruto's thoughts.
"What? She's not frumpy." He retorted. Hanabi laughed.
"You should have seen her a few years back. Total pushover. I could get her to give me her dessert just by taking it and she would just say 'Oh, that's fine, I guess.'" Hanabi remembered. She turned her head towards Naruto.
"You don't take Hinata's desserts, do you?"
Naruto gave her a puzzled look.
"No, not that I remember." He answered truthfully.
Hanabi smiled at him, pleased with the answer.
"Okay."
"…okay? Just like that? You just asked me if I take her food." Naruto was confused as to why that was the reason she said yes.
Hanabi turned towards the ceiling again.
"I was a jerk to Hinata after our mother died. I took advantage of her every chance I could. I stole from her, I took her toys, her blankets, anything. I knew that she couldn't complain to father about it because he would just scold her for being weak. So, if you don't treat her like I did, you must be pretty good." Hanabi explained.
Naruto started at her, blinking a few times.
"Wow, you we're a jerk." Naruto told her, half laughing. Hanabi took her pillow and hit him with it.
"Shut it! I know I was." she yelled at him, hiding her own laugh as he tried to protect himself from her pillow.
When she was done beating him with her pillow, she sat back up. She contently sighed.
"If you care about her that much, there's nothing I can do to stop you anyway."
Naruto rolled off her bed and onto the floor, recovering from the pillow attack. She had hit him rather unexpectedly.
"Are you sure? You think I could run a country?" Naruto half-joked with her. The other half was serious.
"I mean, mom did it." She said casually.
Naruto sat back in the chair he had pulled up earlier, crossing his arms. "What does that mean?" he asked.
"I mean, Mom wasn't royalty, at least, not for a long time. She did it just fine." Hanabi explained further.
Naruto gave her a confused look. "I thought that her and your father were arranged to be married. By your grandfather."
"Yeah, but Mom only became royalty because her sister married someone from the land of wind-not very important, like a cousin of their prince. Then a year later she was to marry my father." Hanabi elaborated. "But from how well she took to everything, you could never tell."
Naruto started at her, processing what he was just told. If she wasn't royalty for most of her life, they were practically the same. He had been around Hinata for a few months, which gave him some sort of experience with everything. She, if he remembered right from the history he had been taught from Jiraiya, was only a year older than he was when she married Hiashi.
Naruto felt more relieved about everything with that in mind.
"Hey, what was your mom li-" Naruto started, but he was interrupted by the chimes of the clocks throughout the castle. Naruto stopped and counted them.
Eight.
He jumped out of his chair, not realizing how late it was.
"Hanabi, thank you, thank you for everything!" He said, wanting to hug her. He knew she wasn't one for them though, plus he was running late. He made his way over to her door. "But I've got somewhere I need to be."
Hanabi laughed coyly at him.
"You forget dinner with Hinata?" she asked, knowing the answer.
"You don't have to rub it in… Anyway, I have to go, thank you again!" he yelled out as he closed the door behind him.
Hanabi laughed to herself on her bed, flopping down on her back again.
"He's a good fit." She murmured to herself. She turned her head towards the end of her bed, where most of her stuffed animals were. Most were her own, but some she had stolen from Hinata when they were little, they were the bunnies.
"You've really come a long way, sister…"
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The clock chimed, signifying it was finally eight. She had waited an hour and a half for him, but he never showed. She couldn't fathom why she was so upset for him not being here. She ate alone probably twice a week just because of how their schedules matched up. Maybe it was because he said he'd be here, or the fact that he kept telling her that he loved her and wanted to be with her forever just today.
Hinata finally stood up from her place at the long table, putting her napkin from her lap back on the table.
"Miss Hinata?" one of the kitchen staff asked when she stood.
"Just have it delivered to my room, okay?" She answered without turning towards her.
"… Of course, we'd be happy to." She replied, scurrying off to the kitchen to tell them the plan.
Hinata pushed her chair out from behind her, slipping through the opening. She calmly pushed it back towards the table. She stopped for a moment to look at the silverware and napkin that were placed next to her own.
She turned, wishing that she hadn't stopped to look in the first place. She walked towards the door. Once the flooring changed from the muted maroon carpeting to the wooden floor the echo of her shoes hitting the ground felt deafening to her.
She hesitated at the door leading to her bedroom, her hand on the handle. She gripped it tightly, breathing in.
Suddenly, the door opened towards her.
The floor was hard as her back hit it. She was trying to comprehend what just happened as she stared up at the ceiling. She blinked a few times before she heard anything.
"H-Hinata! Are you okay?!" Naruto exclaimed. "I didn't know you were right there…"
He bent down on the ground next to her, making sure she didn't hit anything too hard.
"Yeah, I'm fine…" she replied. She wasn't too confident in her answer quite yet, but nothing really hurt.
"Here, let me help you up." Naruto offered, sliding an arm under her neck. He moved it down her back, pushing her forward.
She sat up, and she took her hand in his. He sat on his knees with her on the floor.
"Why were you next to the door?" he curiously asked.
"Oh… I didn't think you were going to show up, so I was going back to my room." She admitted. A part of her felt bad for leaving, knowing that he was going to show up, but another part of her was still upset he was so late.
"Yeah, I don't blame you, I am pretty late." He confessed
"Um, Miss Hinata? Do you still want your meal to your room?" the worker asked, coming out of the kitchen when she heard Hinata hit the floor.
"Oh, in here is fine." Hinata replied.
Naruto helped her off the ground the rest of the way, making sure she was really okay.
"So why were you so late?" she asked him, sitting down in her chair at the table. She always sat at the head spot, and Naruto sat diagonal to her.
"Oh yeah, I had to talk to your sister." He said with a smile.
Hinata gave him a blank stare. Hanabi wouldn't even talk to her, let alone talk to Naruto, even on a good day.
"About what?"
Just then a worker left the small door that lead to the kitchen with two plates of food in their hand, coming to set them down in front of the two.
"I'll tell you in a minute." He answered Hinata. He didn't want the worker to overhear and make assumptions about anything.
"O-okay?" she said, not picking up on his reasoning until she saw him eyeing the worker as she left, returning to the kitchen. His shoulders relaxed once she left.
"So, I wanted ask Hanabi something, which was a pain just to get her to agree to that. But I went to her to ask her something and she told me I could if I don't take your food." He explained, knowing Hinata would be lost. He wanted to laugh at her expression, but held it back.
"Okay… what did you ask…her?" she said slowly, not remembering if he even said in the first place.
Naruto smiled at her, wrapping his hand around hers that was set at the table.
"I asked if I could marry you, since she's your family."
Hinata's breath caught as she heard what he had said.
Maybe it was the smile on his face that just beamed how happy he was, or the warmth of his own hands around hers, or maybe it was what he had told her earlier today, that he was the best thing that he could give to her, or just perhaps it was because she was hungry or a culmination of all of it-
But she began to cry.
It wasn't just that her eyes were watering, or that one single tear left her, it was full on tears. Her body started shaking, she hiccupped, and she was squeezing the hand that he had left on her own as they fell. She tried to say something-anything, but it just wouldn't work, so instead she just smiled, knowing she must look ridiculous with a tearful smile on her face. Even looking at him wasn't working since her tears were blocking her vision.
"Whoa, Hinata, it's okay. There isn't a need to cry like this." He said sincerely. He was glad she reacted positively-at least he thought it was- but he wasn't expecting this. It was as if he had struck something so vulnerable within her she just couldn't stop.
"I-I-I-I just… Hana-bi m-means-" she tried to say, but just hadn't calmed down enough.
Little did she know that Hanabi was watching the entire thing. She had cut through the nursemaid corridor and was peeking through the crack she had made of door, watching.
Her, and the four nursemaids that had wondered what she was doing. They were all staring through this small crack in the wall, trying to hear what was going on. Hanabi tried to fill them in, and she knew that her sister was crying because Naruto finally told her.
"Ha-Hanabi means s-so much t-to me-e… y-you really a-asked her?" she finally mumbled out through her tears and hiccups. She took her hands and tried to wipe off her face.
"Of course!" he told her joyfully.
Hanabi stood there in the excited whispers of the nursemaids around her. They were so excited and elated about the news, throwing out questions like "when will it be?" "What flowers will they have?" followed by a murmur of giggling from them all.
"Why are you all so excited anyway?" she asked them, out of curiosity and to get them to quiet down.
The oldest of the four responded. "We've known the both of you since you we're born, it's almost like watching you own child get married!" she whispered excitedly.
Another responded. "And Hinata is always so nice to us, leaving us treats and making sure our families are fed and have a place to stay. The other month the roof of our home caved in and she let us stay here while it was being fixed in the guest quarters."
Another. "Plus, Naruto is really nice too. He helps around here a lot whenever he can, even if it's not often. And he cares a lot about Miss Hinata."
The last one chimed in. "They just work well together."
Hanabi looked at them all, not knowing how well they knew her sister and him, but what they said weren't a surprise to her, she knew her sister always was too kind for her own good, and Naruto, while he can be unrefined some days, does what he can when he can.
Hanabi turned her attention back towards the crack as she heard Naruto say something.
"So, what do you say, you want to do it? I know we haven't known each other for very long, but after spending so much time with you, I couldn't imagine living without you" he told her honestly. If he wanted to be really honest with her he could have dropped the confidence and be shaking as he asked right along with her.
Hinata tried to say an answer but her words were failing her, so instead she just nodded her head with a smile to match his own.
Hanabi wanted to yell in excitement, but she knew she had to keep quiet.
The nursemaids behind her, however, did not.
The each let out a victory yell, and a few of them even started clapping. Hanabi turned to them in the small hallway.
"Quiet, you're going to give us away-"
One of the nursemaids knocked into her in all the commotion, causing her to fall back into the door. The door opened all the way, and all five of them fell out on top of each other.
Naruto stood up, not knowing how to react to the situation, and Hinata was trying to clear her face from her crying, wanting to see what was going on.
"You're all dead…" Hanabi mumbled into the floor. She was at the bottom of the pile, mushed to the ground.
The pile of girls slowly moved off her, finally letting her pop up from the ground with a gasp. She breathed heavily, looking at all the girls avoiding eye contact with her. She turned back towards Naruto and Hinata.
"A… Hanabi?" Hinata asked, finally clearing her eyes well enough to see.
"They gave us away, I wasn't going to interrupt." She explained, pointing at the people behind her.
She stood up from the ground and fixed her dress. Once she straightened out the fabric, she brushed her hair down with her hands, making sure it wasn't doing anything funny. She approached her sister calmly, stopping in front of her. Hanabi's demeanor changed once she stopped moving from regal and emotionless to the classic smirk she always had.
"So, when's the wedding?"
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She was overwhelmed, no doubt about it.
There were so many questions that she didn't think mattered that everyone was asking of her. What color do you like more? Do you want this flavor or that flavor, what about accommodations for people coming from other countries? What time do you want it to be at? In the grand ballroom, or would that be too small? Do you want long tables or round tables?
Hinata swore that she was answering the same questions every day to different people. Hanabi was being a great help by taking the head of the questions. She knew that Hanabi would know most of what Hinata wanted, and she could change them if she needed to, but somehow people were still managing to find her. She was working with Naruto day in and day out, honing his speaking skills, his knowledge on law, who people were, the process on making decisions that she has, just anything she could think of, she was trying to teach to him.
Add it on top of the everyday things she had to do, ceremonies to attend, papers to overlook and sign, projects to follow up on, it felt like she was being consumed by anything and everything.
It was almost midnight and she was still awake, the windows of her room open, and the small light at her desk was still on. A child had written to her, asking for help for their farm in a city a while away from here. They couldn't afford to travel all the way to the capital, so the child decided to write a letter, hoping it would do something.
She was trying to read through it without getting distracted by the pile of other letters she had to read tonight. They were all addressed to her specifically, so she made it a point to open and read them all personally. Every so often she wondered if she didn't put all these self-morals on her, her life wouldn't be as busy. Maybe they'll start addressing them to her and Naruto in the future, and he can go through them too.
Next letter, a family sending their congratulations for her and Naruto. She thought it was a lovely note, and wrote a reminder to show him later.
Her eyes slowly started to shake as she continued reading them, not wanting to focus. Her body wanted to sleep, but her will wanted to read. She knew her father always designated someone else to read any letter addressed for him, but she just couldn't help but read them personally. Someone took the time to write her, it must be important.
Her mind wandered back to her father, something that happens when she's up late. She was proud of what she had accomplished on her own, she was happy for herself that she had found someone who cared for her as much as he does, but still, there wasn't someone there anymore to tell her good job, to say she was doing fine, to point her in the right direction, nothing.
She didn't know if he would approve of anything she was doing.
She leaned back in her chair with a sigh, pinching the bridge of her nose. She could feel the sweat of her face. She had been up since five thirty this morning.
She desperately wanted a bath. A nice, relaxing bath sounded like the best thing for her right now. Her muscles ached from not having proper rest, and there was ink from writing all day on her hands.
She eyed the small rope that was next to her bed. It was connected through the wall and eventually lead to the nurses' cabinet. If she pulled it, a bell would ring for them to come and see what she needed. They could start the bath for her. Her eyes trailed towards the clock in the room, noticing the time. Her shoulders slumped.
"I don't want to bother them this late…" she muttered, decided to do it herself.
She slowly pushed herself away from her desk, promising to finish the rest of the letters tomorrow. But for now, they would have to wait. She debated putting on her shoes for the walk down to the bath hall, but she didn't want to wake anyone up with the noise, so she decided to go barefoot. She was tempted to throw on those pants she took from Naruto a while back, but decided against it. If anyone saw her in them surely, it'd look bad.
She decided that she wanted to use the bath hall. She didn't have to fill it or anything, it was there, ready to use when she wanted. It was a bit big for her taste, but she didn't think it would bother her too much.
She started down the hallway, already feeling better at the thought of a bath. The warm carpet under her feet tickled ever so slightly as she walked, making sure to be quiet. The floor underneath the carpet could squeak rather loudly if it wanted to.
She passed by Naruto's room, stopping just for a moment, wondering if he was asleep. She thought about knocking, but figured she didn't want to wake him in case he was asleep. She about started on her way again when she heard him talking.
She couldn't quite figure out what he was saying, but it sounded like the speeches she told him to work on. They were ones her father had said in the past, and she only asked him to just to get him in the mindset of what is expected from him when he spoke to others. She didn't think he would be practicing them, especially this late at night.
She heard him sigh. His footsteps grew louder, and Hinata thought he was about to leave his room, so she stepped back, but instead it sounded like he sat down.
'He probably sat at his desk…' she thought, remembering that it was next to the door.
"I don't think I can do this…" he said clearly. Being closer to the door, Hinata could hear him better.
She stayed there, listening to him run through them again and again, changing his delivery every time, trying to make it sound natural. She wondered if it was just because he didn't write it that he was having such issues, since when he spoke to her it was always sincere.
"You have to get it right… it has to sound natural." He spoke again. Hinata wondered if he was speaking to the stuffed rabbit that Hanabi gave him to use as an audience, or if he was talking to himself.
She felt bad for eavesdropping, she really did, but she was worried that he had spent the last few night like this, over-working himself on the things she was teaching him. It wasn't healthy.
Of course, she couldn't say much about herself.
She heard him go through it one more time, and near the end, he stuttered. After the stutter was complete silence, not I word from him. She wondered if he had just given up for the night and gone to bed.
She slowly moved away from the door, heading down to the bath hall. She made a reminder to talk to him about it later, making sure that he didn't have to stay up late like this.
"I can't… I just can't." she finally heard. She was about to turn on her way before she caught his voice.
She hadn't heard it very clear, but she knew what he said. She could feel his words hit through her. She knew it'd be tough for him to memorize everything and get to a point where he would be as confident as she was in her actions. Maybe she was overwhelming him, maybe she needed to slow down, or have him take a break from it all.
She thought for just a moment back to the town they had visited just a few weeks ago, if they had lived somewhere like that, grew up together in a place like that, she wondered how happy he'd be, how happy she'd be.
She shook the thought, not wanting to dwell on it. She took a step to start walking again when the door opened.
Naruto jerked back in surprise at her presence, and Hinata froze like a deer. They stared at each other, not expecting see either one this late. He was in a new pair of sweatpants, and a plain white undershirt. Definitely not expecting guests. Hinata, in her own night-dress could say the same.
"H-Hinata… evening." He said, not sure what else to say.
"Same to you" to replied.
Naruto scratched the side of his face, looking away from her.
"How long have you been there?" he asked sheepishly.
"Oh…" Hinata thought it good to lie. "Just… a while."
She couldn't bring herself to do it.
"Ah, I see..." He muttered, wanting to turn back into his room and not have to look at her. He felt completely embarrassed that she overheard him practicing.
Hinata started to worry about him. He looked completely pitiful, but she knew he shouldn't be. She wasn't expecting him to take everything she said and do it perfectly the next day.
"I'm sorry…" she told him, walking against the wall. She slid down it, sitting up against it.
"Sorry?" he asked, confused. "What do you have to be sorry for?" he crouched down next to her.
"For being me." she sighed.
Naruto was even more confused.
"I don't understand, why are you sorry about being you?"
"Because… if I wasn't me, I wouldn't have to put you through all this. We could live like a normal couple and enjoy life. Instead, it feels like I must force this lifestyle on you that-" She tried to explain, but nothing just seemed to come out right.
"Wait, hold on, Hinata I chose this, remember? You didn't force me to do anything. Remember when after we got back from the Wind country after we got stranded? I wanted to come and be with you still, after all that was done. I made an audience just to talk like we did. If I didn't choose this for myself, I would have never done that." He explained, causing her to remember how different he was, they both were, back just six months or so ago. Hinata let out a small chuckle at the memory.
"I had to tell you to bow…" she remembered.
"Mhm, and how you showed me around everywhere, and we sat on that balcony for forever just watching the city?" he kept going, putting his arm around her. She leaned into his chest.
"Yeah, I remember."
He put his head against the back of the wall.
"From that point on I knew what I'd have to do to win you over. And it seemed to work." He joked, causing Hinata to laugh.
Hinata closed her eyes while she was resting against his chest. She felt his heartbeat next to her ear, enjoying the rhythmic lullaby.
"I'm glad you chose this." She whispered softly. Naruto brushed her hair with his hand.
"I would have regretted it if I didn't." he followed up.
They sat there for a moment, completely unaware of their surroundings. It wasn't until the clock started chiming midnight that either one of them spoke.
"It's rather late…" she commented on the chimes.
"Yeah… Hey, why we're you out here in the first place?" he asked her, completely forgetting that this interaction wasn't planned.
"Oh! I was going to take a bath." She remembered, slowly getting to her feet. "Which I still would like to do…" she said mostly to herself.
"Really? I was going to take one. That's why I leaving. I thought it'd be nice to relax." He told her, getting up off the ground as well.
"What a coincidence…" she commented. There were plenty of smaller bathrooms to use, most we're connected to the bedrooms of the castle, but the bath hall was different. It was meant for relaxing and enjoying yourself. It leads outside to a small gardened area, and it was roughly the size of Naruto's bedroom, always filled with water.
The only issue is that if he was leaving to take a bath, he must have wanted to go to the same place, which would be fine, but there wasn't a divide or anything, just one big bath.
Naruto knew this as well.
"You can go first, I don't mind waiting." He told her.
Hinata breathed in.
She felt conflicted. She wanted to take a bath, and a bath with him sounded like a dream, but at the same time she didn't know if that's wat he wanted. The thought crossed her mind that this man was going to be her husband, it was bound to happen anyway. She felt embarrassed just thinking about it.
She thought she was being selfish.
"No… you can come to." She said, not looking at him. She could see his eyes widen just slightly at her words. "I mean, I-if you want to, that is." She finished the statement. Her face was red enough to make a cherry jealous, but her volume never wavered.
"Ah… yeah, sounds fun." He answered, more surprised by what she said than anything. If he could see his own face his could rival hers in terms of being a cherry.
"Thank you." She said, bowing slightly, not sure what else to say in the situation.
She turned to face down the hall, and off they went.
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Can you tell im in the midst of planning my own wedding? Im about to drive myself insane… but
OOOOOOO smut chapter next chapter! Im excited, I always enjoy writing good smut, reading good smut, its ust good overall.
Also I want to comment on something that a reviewer said while im thinking about it and that was they said hat my characters are believable and I want to say thank you! Its easy to write character interaction with ones that aren't in love with each other, because they follow character, but its hard writing characters that are in love because love itself is something that's so unpredictable and unexpected and can be fast or slow or WHATEVER it wants to be, which is just CRAZY when you try to put it in words.
Anyway, next chapter and the chapter after it come out the SAME DAY! When that day is? I dunno have a math test to take in two days so don't blame me if I don't get it done until Monday…