Okay…so I just read this super awesome fanfic and I am soo inspired! So I have decided what my next NARUTO FIC would be… It is not Hinata-centric this time but all the rookie nine girls. I also wanted to try different and unusual pairings but I have to keep it a secret first. Lol.
I have enough of too much drama… let's see what I can do with humor and romance.
I just have this crazy plot of alcohol-filled birthday party and weird bets.
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto…obviously.
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Chapter Twenty-Nine
Ino winked again, this time, accompanying it by grabbing the girl by the neck and pulling her close. She was giggling for she could not stop feeling amused with Hinata's reaction. The young Hyuga was pale she could put the moon's faint light into shame.
"I am a Yamanaka silly." She told Hinata.
Hinata blanched. Ino knew because she was a Yamanaka? Then that means her father…?
Ino laughed. "Oh Hinata-chan… you are so cute. Naruto is a fool not to notice you. Do not worry, I did it by accident. I was practicing some sort of mind jutsu and I dug into your mind. But hey—"She then shook her head. "I did not try it again. It was purely unexpected."
"Oh." Hinata squeaked. "T-that's why you told me that I c-can tell you…"
"Exactly."
"But please do not try anything with my head again." It was a serious plea. Hinata honesty doesn't want Ino to know everything inside her head. Especially that…
Hinata blushed.
"I did not see a lot. Just glimpses." Ino said. "So rest assured that I do not know everything. You can say that in a whole photo album with a thousand pictures, I only saw… let's see… fifty."
Ino's words made Hinata feel way better. Just fifty out of a thousand? And just glimpses? It was better than knowing that the blonde dug inside her head and found every little bit about herself—secrets and all.
"But with luck… I saw you making out with a hot sensei." Ino wiggled her eyebrows. "Hey don't faint on me now Hinata-chan!" She gave the bluenette a gentle squeeze. Hinata was becoming more blood-drained by the minute. "Come on… I am not judging you. I am actually rooting for both of you, you know."
"Ino-chan…"
"But I will pester you for the rest of your Kakashi-filled life if you don't spill the details. That's a promise." The Yamanaka even crossed her chest again with a finger, showing that what she said was very real. "And if I die young—since I am a kunoichi and all that—I will haunt you."
A nerve on Hinata's forehead twitched.
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Kakashi watched as Genma sucked the end of the senbon with a critical eye. The rest of the unit was all asleep—and with great luck—he was stuck on night watch with Genma.
The Shiranui was lying just a few feet from the fire, his hands serving as his makeshift pillow while he stared into the dark sky. The fire was casting shadows on the man's face that comically makes him look like older than his age. With a sign, Kakashi flipped a page of the Icha-Icha book on his right hand.
"Why do I have a feeling that you are molesting the senbon?" Kakashi muttered.
"Keep staring at me like that and I will suspect that you love me." Genma muttered back.
Kakashi smiled behind the mask. "Oh no… did I made it too obvious?"
"Yeah. But I will never love you back. I'm not into men."
Kakashi feigned disappointment. "Yeah… I realize that, since the only thing that you have ever loved is your hair."
"You're just jealous because your hair is a freak of nature Kakashi. Mine is silky smooth." The senbon-chewing Jounin said with a snort. "It works with the ladies too." Shifting his weight to his side, he positioned himself so that he was facing the silver haired Shinobi who was holding porn.
"Why? Do you let them comb and braid it and stuff?"
Genma rolled his eyes. "Jealous."
"But someone is giving you a run for your money you know."
Genma feigned shock. "Who? Is it Gai again?"
"Nope."
"Care to tell?"
"Hyuga Neji."
Genma nodded his head, face thoughtful. "Right…the Hyuga clan's prodigy. Oh… he is Hinata-chan's cousin right? The one who glares at any male who comes in a fifty meter radius near Hinata-chan. Damn… my cute Hime has a lot of over-protective people around her."
"Stop calling Hinata your Hime." Kakashi said. "It's not…ah…proper."
Genma raised an eyebrow. "She is not complaining you know… and I kind of like her. She reminded me of someone I… know in the past."
"Still not proper."
"Don't tell me what is proper or not scarecrow."
"I'm just a concerned citizen here."
"Concerned citizen my ass—oh hey!" Genma pushed himself up. "Finally! I can sleep." He said just as Inuzuka Kiba and Sai emerged from one of the tents—both sporting bed hair. Kiba's still-sleepy expression was replaced with a scowl when he saw the Copy Nin, though everyone did not notice it except for the person that he was directing it to.
Kakashi frowned.
"We take the second shift Kakashi-sensei, Shiranui-san." Sai said with the faint smile that always adorned his too-pale face. The smile did not reach his eyes though, giving him the impression that he never really means to smile.
Kakashi stood up and closed his hardbound treasure, silently returning it inside his pocket for safekeeping. When he looked around, Genma was already on the move—running to his sleeping bag without further ado. "I leave our safety to you both then." Kakashi said before walking to the direction of his sleeping spot.
Kiba blocked his way.
"Anything wrong, Kiba-kun?" Kakashi asked; glad that he could finally ask the young man and… clarify things. He was Hinata's best friend so he was extra fond of the young Shinobi. Besides, Kiba's mother was a good friend and his senpai.
Kiba bared his teeth. "I can smell her all over you." He hissed, low enough so that only the two of them could hear.
"Who?" Kakashi asked, though he knew who the Inuzuka was referring to.
"You know who. My nose can pick up her scent from miles away." Kiba said accusingly. He really would not have any problems if Kakashi reeks of someone's scent… but why Hinata's? And why were their scents mingling in a very suspicious kind of way? Scents mingle of course, for people interact with each other…
But Kakashi's scent was different.
Hinata's scent was like rubbed all over his body. It was too strong for him to disregard. If this man was not the respected and famous Copy Nin, he really would have pounced on him already for questions could be asked later. But… he was the Copy Nin, and even though it was very suspicious, Kiba has to wait and be rational.
Besides, Kakashi and Hinata? It was just so… weird and impossible. "I will ask her about it." Kiba found himself saying. "She won't lie to me."
"Doesn't it occur to you that we are once partners in a weeklong mission?" Kakashi asked. "It is normal for us to mingle and talk… have some tea together or whatever friends do. Scent is not a basis for suspicion Kiba-kun."
Kiba looked unconvinced."Let's see sensei... though I won't peg you as the tea-drinking guy."
"We'll see." Kakashi smiled behind the mask. First was Kurenai, then this hot-blooded Inuzuka…. And not to mention that there was still the Hyuga clan and other close friends. Damn… better ask Sakura for painkiller pills when he gets back from this mission.
He was really going to have a lot of body pains and headaches to face.
"Is that all Kiba-kun?"
Kiba growled but allowed him to pass.
Kakashi silently went to his sleeping bag and groaned when his back hit the sack. The ground was hard and cold that he would be lying if he considers it comfortable.
But he was living in a Shinobi world… comfort doesn't really last.
"But I know one comfort that would." He muttered as he rested his arm over his eyes, letting his mind drift to his one and only 'comfort'.
(f) He slipped his hand behind her and snapped her bra off with ease.
Okay… now he just crossed the line of no-return.
The girl under him went rigid. Her heart was pumping so fast he could hear the thudding sounds on her chest. It actually matches his own too… for he could also hear his own pulse ringing through his ears. Slowly, he brought his hands—naughty hands—up again and entwined it with Hinata's.
Her fingers felt like ice.
He leaned and kissed her fingers, trying to give it warmth because he knew he could provide it. His body was feeling incredibly hot—he would not mind sharing some heat. Gently, he would kiss each finger, making his lips linger for a bit for there was really no need to hurry up.
Besides, he loved the way she grits her teeth… the sound was like music to his ears.
Feeling a little bit like the devil, Kakashi opened his mouth and sucked on her forefinger. He heard the Hyuga squeaked and she brought her head up, wide eyes seeking some kind of explanation for such a wicked act. With a smile, he let her finger go with a pop.
She was still looking at him like he just did something crazy.
Kakashi chuckled and kissed her palm. "My hime…"
Hinata leaned her head back again when Kakashi fondled the zipper of her jacket. She knew where this was going but that doesn't mean that she was not nervous. Not scared… but nervous. "Okay" Kakashi said. " If Hiashi is going to have my head tomorrow… please take care of my belongings and I want you to bring my grave lilacs and roses every day."
Hinata giggled lightly.
"And… please beg your father to give me an easy death. One that doesn't involve destroying my face and—"
"You could always escape." She told him. "You are the Copy Nin."
Kakashi nodded, his hands pulling the zipper down. "I know… but I would never give you up. They have to beat my handsome face and hot body first."
Despite her heavily-beating heart and messed up emotions, Hinata managed to roll her eyes.
Kakashi shook his head. "I'm crazy… for doing this." Then without waiting for some kind of warning, he reached for her neck and buried his face on it, kissing the smooth skin as he did so.
Hinata felt his hands moved up and slowly removing the jacket off her. It suddenly felt so cold and Kakashi's warm skin was making her bit her lip. Her hands unconsciously grabbed a handful of silver hair when he started kissing her collar bone and making his way down.
"K-kakashi…" She said, voice strained.
"Sensei." He corrected as his lips reached her cleavage.
He nipped.
She gasped. (f)
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Iruka gritted his teeth. "One more word Anko…and I'm going to cut my own pulse." The woman has been pestering him since the mission started, and he honestly doesn't know what to do with her. If he commented about something, she would always be there to cut in and voiced out her own opinion.
Opinion that was always be a contrast to his.
It was really getting on his nerves.
"That…" Anko trailed, lips slowly widening. "… is so hot Iruka. Do you know that I love a man with bloodstains?"
Iruka groaned and slammed his forehead onto his fist.
Yugao—who was walking next to the more silent members of the unit—rolled her eyes. The bickering pair was a few steps ahead so she figured that it was safe to say her opinion out loud. Anko was an unpredictable bitc—ugh…woman—and she don't want to be anywhere near the Jounin if she was going to say something about her. "Anko is totally into Iruka-senpai."
Ino giggled, strangely on high spirits. Maybe it was the fact that Hinata finally confided in her about Kakashi—even though the heiress won't tell much about it. But Ino totally understands. There are always some cards that people preferred to hold close to their chest.
The other reason may also be because she was far from a certain lazy genius.
She always wanted to be with Shika… to be more than a teammate. Hell, she even prayed for it once. But sometimes, she just needed to be far away from him as possible. He has a sand nin now, and he never looked at her like the way he did with Temari.
So yeah, distance was a good thing right now and it felt good….especially for her ego.
"Oh no… not just Anko-sensei." Ino found herself saying. " They are totally on each other. Iruka may not know it yet… but he always blushes when Anko flaunts around her cleavage."
"Well…" Yugao looked at her Anbu vest where her chest should be. "She has the assets…"
Ino nodded. "So there is no shame on it."
"She should flaunt it really… nice curves too." Ino looked back to Hinata. "You should too Hinata-chan. That curves hidden from the world… what a pity. Girls like Sakura and Tenten were dead jealous about it."
Neji, who was listening to the conversation unconsciously, grimaced. He then edged closer to the silent blunette walking beside Shino. Hinata doesn't seem to listen, but the slight dusting of pink on her cheeks told him that she heard every word about…assets.
"Hinata-sama…" He started.
Hinata looked at him.
"Ah…y-you have." He coughed. "Assets…. But please do not listen to them and flaunt it." He really doesn't want to say anything about a female's asset—left alone Hinata's assets, but he doesn't want the heiress to get weird ideas inside her head.
He would surely die of heart attack if she follows the Yamanaka's advice.
Hinata blinked at her cousin owlishly while Shino coughed. The bug user then looked up to the tree branches and continued what he was doing since they made their way out of Konoha—looking for another breed of beetles. Who knows… maybe he may find one…
And it would be good distraction from the topic of assets.
"Neji-Niisan…" Hinata giggled. It was funny to see Neji being so worried and scared. Of course she would never. She was not Ino… she doesn't have her confidence and guts. Besides, someone would get very angry if she did that—a certain masked nin with the signature sharingan. "I w-won't."
Hinata then looked at Ino with slightly raised eyebrows. The blonde knew that she was in a relationship now… why would she suggest such a thing?
I told you… A voice suddenly said inside her head. Hinata recognized it to be Ino's voice. I would never betray even just a single hint that you are…ahem… with Kakashi-hot-sensei. Your secret is safe with me.
Ino was smiling at her—never letting anyone knew that they were talking only by her mind-link jutsu.
Arigatou Ino-chan. You are a good friend.
I am… but your cousin doesn't think like you. I could feel his glare boring into my back. Is he like your guardian or something? I mean… yeah he is hot and all that but come on… it's just plain annoying.
Neji-Nii only means well.
Uhuh…
And I think he likes you. I caught him staring…
Really?
Yeah.
"Hinata-sama." It was Neji again, unconsciously breaking the mind link between the females. "What's that red spot on your neck?" He caught sight of it but then was covered by her long blue tresses. "I saw a red spot… "
Hinata blinked and defensively took a step back. "Ah… just a…a bruise Nii-san." Pulling the collar of her jacket up, she held on to the cloth, afraid that if she let go, everyone would know that she has a kiss mark on her neck.
"What? A bruise? What happened to you?"
Ino's sharp eyes landed from one Hyuga to the other as a knowing look passed on her face. Instinctively, she grabbed on to Neji's arm and pulled him away from Hinata. The prodigy looked at her like she was crazy so she plastered a sweet smile on her face.
"What are you doing Ino?" He asked incredulously.
"Ah… "Ino was still smiling, though her brow twitched at Neji's tone. She was not some kind of leech for Kami's sake. "I want to talk to you."
Neji was growing suspicious. "Do you really have to cling to me like that? They might… get the wrong impression." He let his white eyes roam around. He flinched when Anko smiled at him and gave a him thumb up.
"I don't care." Ino started pulling him along with her. "Let's talk."
"Talk about what?"
"Your hair conditioner. Now come on."
Hinata watched in amusement as Neji surrendered to Ino's stubbornness half-heartedly. It seems like Ino's attitude always gets her Nii-san off guard. It was also a rare thing to see Neji looking flustered. He was usually composed and cool, face never betraying a single emotion of awkwardness and embarrassment.
Strangely, she found herself smiling too.
Confiding to Ino about a lot of things was like a breath of fresh air. The heavy burden from her shoulders seems a little less heavy now. Sure, she kept a lot of things from the blonde—like the time traveling stuff and more intimate moments—but knowing that someone knew about her relationship with Kakashi and was supporting them genuinely was good.
Ino got her back… and it was really nice of her.
(f) "They…fit my hands." Kakashi whispered on her ear and Hinata was pretty sure it was going to set her cheeks on fire. Kakashi's big hands found their way on her breasts and she was blushing heavily. The older Jounin was already undressed from the waist up, his vest and shirt on the floor along with his gloves and belt.
Her hands crawled to her side, trying to get a blanket. Kakashi sighed and muttered something about modestly and something about being too shy. Grabbing the blanket himself, he placed the cottony sheet over them. "Better?" He asked.
The girl just kept on blushing… but that was exactly why she was just so irresistible.
He kissed her again on the lips, trying to make her loosen up. He was really feeling like a youngster here and not a man of his thirties. Maybe it was because he just sneaked inside his girlfriend's room— no, his fiancé—and was about to make love to her. Yes, make love.
Not sex…but making love.
He really could spot the difference between the two. As a mature man, he of course had his fill of one night stands and relationship flings. And sometimes if he was feeling a little bit needy, it would end up on bed. But it was only because he was a man… and that he has needs.
But there was no emotion to it.
There was no urge to make his partner feel better…. to need to make her to mutter his name in a very soft and arousing manner.
There was no love.
And hell would freeze first before he risk his neck just to have a woman's company—but look at him now, about to make love inside a compound full of dojutsu users that would gladly castrate him if they found him out. And most importantly, he was not a patient man. For instance, he was feeling incredible pain right now… and if the woman lying under him was not Hinata, he would just take her and get on with it.
But he was going out of his way to make her feel better.
To make his Hime feel better.
Damn… for seventeen years he waited—no, suffered. He was so not going to messed this up.
Hinata heard him growl against her lips and his hands found their way to her stomach, slowly making their way down until they reached her thighs. She would have panicked a bit right now, really, but Kakashi's kisses were like heavy doses of calming drugs.
Her mind was going blank.
Then she felt her pants being tugged down. She was wearing the stretchable kind so it easily slid off her legs. He then took both of her hands and placed them on the button of his Jounin pants so she looked at him quizzically, snapping from her dazed expression for a bit.
"Would you return the favor Hime?" He asked and her heart gave a leap. Kakashi was not kidding around now for his face was dead serious. His mismatched eyes staring down on her without humor like it did earlier. He was starting to breath heavily too.
Hinata's fingers trembled as they unfastened his buttons and pulled the zipper down, eyes never looking away from his.
"We both want this right?" He murmured. "Not just me?" (f)
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Here ends the chapter.
Blame my report guys…. I wanted to make a longer chap but schoolwork is calling me. I can hear them screaming my name like banshees.
Please review. *puppy eyes*
-tired from all the schoolwork crazy-chan
