Chapter 6 A Tremendous Misunderstanding
Thursday Continues
The Junior Director had to be at work at 6:00 am tomorrow but here he was. Freshly showered. Limbs snug in a faded black to marmalade dip dyed hoodie tracks suit. All black athletic shoes car keys fob in his hand checking his phone. His barber came by after work to clean up his cut. There wasn't many foreign restaurants in Konoha. Two Caribbean places in the whole capital. He for one prefers the trusting and always there ramen but change is okay. The metal of his 9 mm rubbed his waist in the holster. Carrying a weapon had become second nature. Rather he's in a suit or sweats. His car beeped as he got in and presses the start button. Placing the hoodie of his jacket over his blonde locks. He was driving around following the direction's to the person he sought out.
The double invite and taunting missme she had asked him.
Professional consequences be damned.
He loved his nation and Konoha to the core. Everything about it. His ancestors the people, the women, the stand up people who protect it and the possibilities. It was a part of him made him the man he is. He's came a long way from hitting the books with Sakura each semester and working on freighter ships each summer with Sasuke. They spend two months at sea in the Kiri ocean's making a lump sum of money before coming back home for the start of school. Sasuke was always a shifty guy. Dad brought him home one summer. What he knew about him was limited, but they were like brothers ever since. He would come and go like the seasons
Hinata's faced was winced, nose scrunched lips wet as hot liquid slide down her throat inflaming her esophagus before diving into her belly. Hinata had been on her second margarita and taking her first shot before grabbing the black straw of the lime green sugary drink, sipping it's greatness before licking the salt on the rim. The place was lit with hot red, yellow and orange lights. Their friend Karui husband owned the franchise after obtaining the licenses when he visited the islands of the Caribbeans. Heavy bass guitar frequencies vibrate the building with speakers blasting reggae and reggaeton music.
Tamaki was a young judge in Konoha's judicial system. She had been named a reference on Hinata's resume. Her latest look a dark brown chic lord farquaad bob split down the middle. They met in Hinata's first year at University. She had taken Hinata in and showed her the ropes. Tonight shes wearing jeans and a T-shirt a major change from the mesh tanks and shorts in college. Tamaki was a woman of the law now, a judge to the animal rights courts. Shion the long haired blonde sweetheart was a ballerina who's on a world tour with a respectable company, and who had a knack for dating bisexual men. She complained about the lack of straight men in her profession and meeting guys in new country's was impossible because of a language barrier. The woman is frustrated, she was competitive with girls her whole life, but she refused to go up against guys too any longer. Tamaki had been going on and on about a smart mouth officer she met in court today. He's on probation of some sort due to a canine dying. Hinata kept thinking that sounds familiar but she digressed.
"It was kind of hot how he's condescending while knowing his ass was on the line. I gave him a chance and gave him my number"
Shion and Hinata gasp at that as Tamaki blushed.
"Your both so lucky I'm not getting any action" Shion whined. "All the guys I like, like the guys I like. Let's not even talk about the girls they like. They're gorgeous. My mental can not handle that kind competition."
"You know it's frown upon but us girls all secretly want that toxic masculinity that comes with straight men" Tamaki says.
" No Tamaki I think that's just you" Hinata retorts as her and Shion laugh at the brown haired girl.
She rolls her eyes at them. "lets not be reminded of Professor spasms"
Hinata jaw drops as Shion gasp a laugh.
"Okay maybe I knew what he wanted doesn't mean I did. He was nice company" he was a distraction from Hanabi being gone doesn't mean she wanted his tongue down her throat laying her back on the floor not hearing her stops until her knee is between his crotch.
"Until he wasn't" she vowed to never be alone with a man again after that she broke that vow last Friday.
Tamaki and Shion give her sympathetic looks as she grabs her glass taking another sip.
Karui came out the back with a platter of more shots and appetizers.
The honey eyed woman smiles at them. Marriage looked good on her.
"On the house ladies eat up too, you'll thank me tomorrow"
"Thanks" they sang to her grabbing the food eating as she leaned on the table.
Tamaki noticed a lot of people were moving the tables and chairs to create a makeshift dance floor. "It feels like a Saturday night" she says.
Karui nodded. "It was Choji's idea to get a DJ. The drinks and food is the main attraction, but we noticed with the specials , the more drinks customers consume its best to give them an outlet to shake it off".
"I love what you guys done with this place" Hinata praised.
"Thanks, foreign restaurants struggle to keep up in the five nations it also gives folks a different taste from the norm"
"Order up" they hear from the kitchen. Karui waves goodbye.
"Hinata how's the job going?" Tamaki asked her while munching.
"Its... Going".
"It's only temporary right ?" Shion asked with concerned.
That was the initial plan but... With new-found reasons such as being able to save Aiko and a certain blonde. She wanted to stay.
Unsure how to explain the conflict to her friends she picks the safe answers "Yeah".
"Any hotties?" Shion asked changing the subject.
She thought about. They were all attractive in their own right dark and strong men in uniform but her eye is stuck on the blonde suit wearing statue that was Director Uzumaki.
"They're all lookers even the women" she answers
Shion pipes at this. "Your hot cousin still works there?"
Hinata giggled. "Yes" she guessed Neji did have secret admires.
Hinata felt good fantastic her mind dazed from her liquor consumption. Good food. Good music good people. She's been dying to talk about him to someone and asking Ino anything more might lead to suspicions.
"I have a crush on one" she admits for the first time out loud and to herself.
Their brown and purple eyes widen.
"Really who is he ?" Shion asked.
"What does he do? How does he look?" Tamaki asked.
"Majestic" she breathed. Then there's a pause. "He's so hot. He has a distinct facial birthmark that drives me up the wall. He smells amazing. He's like a Sage"
They gasp and giggled as she shook her head. "He's the director"
"You hussy!" Tamaki yelled. "Director Hatake?" Of course Tamaki would know their names as she deals with the legal injustice.
"No, the Junior director"
"Uzumaki?"..." You know his father is Minato Namikaze".
Hinata eyes widen. The past famous prosecutor that's responsible for The lowest crime rate in Konoha history? The one that's on the famous landmark looking over the city next to founding fathers Hashirama, Tobirama, Break through doctor revolutionist lady Tsuandae and current prime ministers Hizuren ? That Minato Namikaze? Fucking shit.
"What?"
"Yeah that's his dad. I heard it one day in my chambers. He gave a speech to the new judges who were sworn in, I heard him and Hatake discussing how was he fairing as Junior director".
Why did they have a different last name? His gene pool was golden. Bred greatness.
"I can't believe that" she choked out while running a hand through her hair.
They take their third round before standing up to dance.
The atmosphere had melted, the only thing she heard was the current artist voice and sensuality as her friends were dancing next to her. The thoughts of her early shift and everything else is absent from her. Hinata smiled to the ceiling and closed her eyes before slowly opening her eyes to the bodies crowding them buoying and gyrating. They were in the jungle.
This was peak freedom.
She whips her neck around making her hair spin around her face before smiling again sending a roll down her spine that reached her hips.
"That guy is staring at you Hina on the wall" Shion says.
"Oh my god it's him!" Tamaki said and Hinata pearl eyes scanned to find him there. Nose and eyes slightly scrunched in something she couldn't describe. He had a fresh hair cut and his clothes were snug on his body. Standing there a stranger would've never known his profession. The director being outside his bailiwick was just as enchanting as the director she's sees Monday through Friday,. Her heart heated in much want, saliva watered the bottom of her mouth. She swallowed as her eyes lowered a bit to a monstrous bulge under his waist line printed in that screaming fabric. Heat hit her face as her eyes shyly rise back up to his face. He was packing she didn't know why there was fuss about the size but felt intimidating nonetheless with this knowledge.
Everyone else disappeared in her mind her friends squeals far away from ears even the music. She slowly walked to him. His juniper eyes melting darker and darker than his eyelids slowly flutter down and up looking her face their chest weren't touching but if one would look lower she pressed her waist on to his housing his lap onto hers.
Breathing had become foreign to him when she did that and even more rare as she began rolling her hips he leaned into her with his back on the wall, their sex playing some kind of ex rated version of footsie. The director sees her. Shes in her element. She's in her zone. Agent Hyuga was feeling herself.
He smiled big and toothy at her before running his palm over his face resulting in more sinister features.
She hopped off him and laughed as well before walking away. He reached out and hugged her from behind resting her back on his front his mouth in her hair moving a few strands that tickled her ear.
"Your drunk.. Agent Hyuga" he grunted huskily and low while tightly holding her into his chest.
She laid her head on his upper shoulder and closed her eyes in his embrace as his hands rubbed up and down her torso.
"So what" she whispered softly his clothes and body underneath giving her incredible warmth she was floating on a cloud.
"What?" He yells ripping her from the cloud turning her around to face her.
She giggled. "Your so loud!" she yells back.
He has no amusement on his face just strain.
She rolled her eyes. "Lighten up!" She said with a wave of her hand hitting something hard on his waist. Her eyes widen at.
Naruto knew she realized he was carrying." Be careful, dangerous steel" he said straight face unashamed.
Agent Hyuga fleshed red and rolled her pearly windows of eyes "Are you always locked and loaded sheesh?" she blew out in a slur her facial expression turned vapid and optimistic. He noticed how rosy her cheek and nose area is "Just have fun" she blew to him.
"You do know what fun is Director?" she asks
"Sounds familiar" he says coy.
His blue eyes jump from solely her as they're interrupted by a giggling pack of hyenas who were by her side.
" these are my friends. Shion and Tamaki"
"Nice to meet you" he nodded to them forgetting there names and faces as his eyes are back on his agent. A lot of skin is showing. Tennis shoes with a dress? She was nothing like what he is use to the necklace holding the symbol of their nation. Naruto could bet Agent Hyuga wasn't that into being fashionable. The dress is a try to impress her friends. The shoes are who she really is.
"Nice to meet you " they sung together in unison causing herself to blush.
He laughed at how cute she is.
"Want to get a drink?" She asks him.
"I think you three have had enough" he says
"Well you know Hinata here is very thirsty" Shion blurted out as Tamaki gasp in humor.
He leaned off the wall. "Agent Hyuga has work tomorrow and it's pretty late".
"What time is it I have court in the mornings!" Tamaki gasp.
Hinata stood next to him as her friends waved goodbye from the car he ordered.
She turned to look up at him now face to face.
"We have to be at work in seven hours" he tells her.
She blushes and he smiles amused at her struggling. He was kidding, but she's scared of him as her boss. He could see the leaf symbol dangling from her throat. He ran his index through the tight necklace the back of her throat touching his finger.
"That's cute" he compliments she looks up at him shyly as he massaged her larynx with his knuckles before removing his hand.
The serious contortions of his tanned face, and that movement of his hand had caused her to realize he was the standard for her it gets no better than this. A chiseled stud handcrafted of her deepest attraction. Her eyes could stare all damn day at him and melt away. It's hard to believe that this was somebody's son, He was once a just a boy and infant. He was hardcore and deep like bedrock to her. In her drunken state she didn't care if she was putting herself out there. "I could spend the night" she whispered.
His thick blonde eyebrow raised sharply. "You could"
They're in his car breezing through Konoha streets easily in the early hours of infamy. His car is so low to the ground and the engine is loud as he loops around easily with a big content look on his face while he focus on the road, and she's looking at him. She followed his gaze to see his father stone face staring down at the car.
Hinata can tell he's thinking to himself before "This my favorite street" comes out.
Her heart melts at this. He looks up to his dad. This was somebody's son. The personal information she's been getting making her feel something beyond the hair pulling handsome that is Director Uzumaki.
He sighs out a breath while rolling the wheel around "I love this place."
"You help keep it safe"
The director humbly says nothing. He was exhausted. The Uzumaki was tired. He had walked these streets. Seen it all, done almost everything. He was getting older. His neck turned to the girl looking at him wondrous. Pearl eyes in a stare.
"I want my face up there but..."
Her head snaps to the landmark. Hinata wouldn't ask him if that's his dad.
"I have a long way to go, though"
"I believe you could" she said softly it's true. She believes in him maybe it had been his subtle attentiveness to her.
He chuckled deeply in his throat.
"Is that so?"
"You make people feel warm" she admits in her verbal freedom now that she's seeing a different side to him.
She never felt this way before. The attraction was raw and uncannily consuming her. She's been able to balance it when she's in the office because the director not always around but now for the second time she's been with him when their both not on work hours. Hinata's on a brink of no return and she's doing nothing about it but watching the flames spread into the insured wildfire to come.
"I'd like to return that favor" she says surpised shes found a clear chair of thoughts she could sit on in her wasted state.
Lilac hyponizied orbs watches him lean his elbow out the window fully turning to her with a pensive face, juinper eyes lacing with hers as his cheeks cheshire into a slight smirk his lips etching pleased with the mere idea of her returning the favor. With a slight shake of his head he faces the road again pulling into his parking garage
She was still buzzed as they rode the elevator she began marching around as they went up. Happily holding her secret of her plans to seducing him real soon.
"What are you doing ?"
"It feels like your on top of the world when your walking while its moving"
He shook His head as her as she marches about. They reached the ninth floor he walks in comfortable as she follows slowly in awe.
She walks in under a warm light to see a full wall of window panels as she's standing under a warm chandelier. Wood floors greet her shoes as he breezed in past her. She takes her of converse..
He turns deeper in his living room.
"Want a tour?"
She nodded.
"Come on" he said nodding his head back causing a frenzy in her blood stream. She walks deeper in the hall passing up a huge portrait of a red haired woman her eyes peeked at her. She was beautiful. She looked back at him as she meets him.
"Is that your wife?"
He smirks at her. "My mother"
She blushed at her misconception.
He turns and looks out his window. She's leveled with the building's, seeing their iconic landmark and the skyline.
"That's my father and that's my wife" he said point to the stone faces the entire scene before them.
She felt discouraged. Shion complain about dating bisexual guys when the apple of her eye is in love with a whole nation.
" Lucky her" she says snide.
"We're in the living room" The director knew she liked him now. It was confirmed. He took her hand and brought her to the kitchen.
"This is more of a decoration but this is the kitchen" everything is silver. Everything. Tufted chairs surrounded the overly large island which serves as a dinning table she guessed.
He opened the silver double door fridge. Grabbing a water handing it to her.
She steps forward and sees a crap load of juice and water over flowing the cool box and left over boxes of ramen. Taking the water she steps back and follow him down the hall.
He has a small gym in there. He then takes her to a contemporary bathroom. Two sinks on the wall A huge square jet rub in the middle and before a long clear shower on the other wall.
"Would you like a bath?" He asked as their both leaning inside she looks from the tub to him.
"Will you join me?"
He sucks in a deep breath. Here she was in his home and coming on to him but... She was under the influence.
He takes her hand and leads her to the bedroom.
Hinata passes a huge white covered bed being illuminated in orange hues under a cursive sign that read ichiraku's ramen followed a swirl as he pulls her to his closet.
There's four consistent colors. Black white orange and denim that's it. Followed by a wall of shoes. He takes off his hoodie and shirt throwing them in a wicker basket reaching for a fresh one before sliding it over her head.
Her eyebrows crinkled as she's pressing the palm of her fingers together after pulling her arms through the shirt. The heat of his big chest. Sheesh you could grind meat on that. He has an eight back and a thick hard V. Blonde curls peeking out of his waits line. She's so Red.
"Is that better?" He asked.
"Yeah" she breathes before looking up at him finally. Her arms launch forward, and she's on her tip toes kissing his mouth deeply hiking up her leg before jumping completely on him. He is kissing her back, and she could feel him pressing her.
He knew there was a fire underneath it all. She was kissing him wildly putting her hands all through his hair. While she's distracted he walks her out the closet and stand her up before the bed.
"Let's go to sleep" he says while getting in.
She frowns. How could he take his shirt off like that revealing he was a viking. Roughly raiding the deepest part of her mind and most inner part of her sex. When she looks at this man she feels a indescribable crave deep inside her belly no food could reach. However shame floods hers he didn't feel the same she was expendable to him in their work life and apparently their non work life. It's not something her inebriated self could handle.
"You don't want me?" she says sadly. She was trying here!
The directors face soften staring up at her. Her starry-eyed composure gone as her orbs are dipped in insecurities.
Before he could answer her she fell onto his body his arms on instinct nets her on his chest.
"Oh look I slipped and fell... On your chest"
He laughs at her as she straddled his waist. Sitting up looking down at him. She started bouncing over his clothes. "Like this?" She asks
He grips her hips and began bouncing his legs and moving his arms for her pressing their sex together much more harshly than her shy attempts. She moaned as she felt his penis through spandex and sweats. Her entire body has turned in a moonwalk. Everything giggled embarrassingly so above him as her hair flops provocative.
"Like this" he said voice clouded in taunts before laugh and stopped boucning her.
She pushed a hair behind her ear with a shaky hand then pressed two fingers together flustered. He was the one she wanted to do it with. "I want to get it over with, and with you" she admits. Red as a tomato under the ginger neon light.
One-night stand? He grows discouraged. That's his potential to her? He would take it but that's harsh. She'll have to be sober one hundred percent. To ensure their one night turns into maybe a dozen nights or more. One chance to impress this woman. It's all he needs.
He brought as hand to her waist and laid her next to him. He ran his hand through her head over and over in gentle pets.
"Director Uzumaki?" she says timid with shaky uncertainty eye's
Fuck what has he gotten himself into. What's with her? He's missing something in her profile. It's driving him crazy. Vapid and free? Or reserved and shy.
"Yes?" he answers feeling like an old man dating a eightteen year old.
"What is ichiraku's ramen?"
He smiled at her and leaned down to kiss her forehead before turning to look up at the orange light. He could just talk her to sleep.
Hinata hears him telling her a story about a great place he eats at all the time. Her eyes are half lidded in unwavering interested as a drizzling permanent smile is on her face. She could listen to him all day. Before she closes her eyes she wants a bowl of ramen.
Friday
"I need to sleep." She groans. "Five more minutes"
"I'll have to give you a citation" she hears huskily her eyes flew open to see Director Uzumaki in his suit on a bed with his hand in her hair.
She was paralyzed in humiliation she slowly sitting up one eye wincing from the pain behind it as a headache from the pits did leaps in her brain. She looked around the spacious room. Outside is a dark blue sitting up in her shame. She can't remember everything that happen but she knows she's made a fool out of herself.
"I'm so sorry" hot tears welled in her eyes.
"It's okay" he says way too cool, calm, and collected. Body wrapped in a suit, blonde hair perfect, and eyes holding not a single trace of shame. While she's clad in layers of cloths with bed hair. She let her boss fuck her.
She felt pain and loathing well up in her chest. "Stupid Stupid Stupid". She brought the palms of her hands to her crown.
Your boss? Your fucking boss! It was fun as a fucking game in her head but in real life. Losing her virginity was not supposed to happen like this. After her professor infatuation she promised herself she would be aware of what's happening and it is with a guy she could trust a friend or something. Not a boss.
"Relax" he says easily.
"We didn't" he tells her.
She slowly calms but was still dreading everything right now. It's all coming back to her like a train falling of its tracks slamming her as he takes her hand leading her.
He pulled her to his bathroom. He had everything she would need to get ready and the shower running. Her head was still spinning.
"I'll leave you to prepare come to the kitchen when you're done"
As soon as he leaves she blows chunks in the tea bowl looking toilet. Retching her insides out. Her hangover overshadows her embarrassment in her sober up challenge. She pukes again instantly feeling better before seeing a pink toothbrush on top of the green and white fabric resting the ottoman bench against the wall.
She brushes harsh while looking at herself.
A mess she is.
Her shower runs on her head as she remembers his rejection to her advances. She covers her face under the water. She uses his ice blue body wash.
Drying off and putting on the manly spring fresh creams she found in the cabinets. She felt even better with clean hair. Blow-drying causes her to start to wonder. Why does he have all the things she needs?
A blow out on her thick straight hair looks very intense. She never blows drys or straighten. Curl yes, but she had never use much heat on her head. The waved industrial light dark blue frizz is an interesting look to say the least but dry hair is needed for work. It looks closer to a western type of straight than her normal thick silky air dried strands.
He has a white shirt and long green dress out for her. She puts them on no underwear. Blushing as she sees her finale look.
A long sleeved white blouse, dark green long dress to her ankles white flats with blown out straight hair and waved bangs.
It could be worse she moistened her face with creams and emerged to meet her fate.
He watches her walk in cutely. It must be his mother's dress and the wild like hair. She looked comfortable.
He smiled to her and brought her a white cup of coffee. "I put light cream in it"
He could see her noticing the buffet worth of food on the table.
"Wheat French toast with mixed Berries should help"
She looked from the table then him.
"I'm sorry Director. I had no right to do that to you. I'm a messed up woman a messed up messed up woman" she scolds herself. He notices the beet color spreading across her nose and cheeks. Her pretty eyes not facing him under those bangs.
He smiles. "Eat please"
She does what she's told taking the coffee to her waiting plate. Which were accompanied by sweet condiments and cold pills.
Hinata scarfs down the food as shyly as she could. Letting the bread soak up her alcohol intake from the previous night. He's eating oatmeal and toast.
The shy clinks of china and silverware is oddly calming to him as the blue seeps in from outside. Lighting his whole house from the window wall. When she's down to just finishing off her coffee then the two water bottles and pills is when he suggests they go.
Hinata's freak out had been resting in his presences but hit her gut full force as she pass up that giant portrait of his mother in the same clothes she's wearing belly round.
As spooked as she was she felt it was her duty to not ruining the obviously meaningful garments.
How many employees can say they rode in their bosses car wearing his mother clothes on the way to work. He breezes the vehicle easily as they pass up the enlightening street. Her five-finger palms pressed to one another.
"Am I'm fired or something?" She asks in confusion.
The director could feel the intense are surrounding her. She has a young soul even with her quixotic spirit gone absent due to this new ground their on. It didn't bother him. He was a man. They were adults sure working together added some strained layer to it, but he didn't want to fight it. He would give into her drunken request. Who wouldn't she was a rare one. Beauty and personalty. Shy, timid, bold and sensual it's as if she couldn't pick a struggle and it was all bow tied for him. Wrapped and ready to go.
She feels insignificant when the director doesn't answer her. Which he has ever right to never speak to her again. He's must be embarrassed of her. What happened is hitting her hard like a pile of bricks on her head as she realizes she has nothing not even her badge and the security cameras will see her exiting his car. He has the second parking spot by the elevator it's literally labeled Junior director. She's mortified.
Biting her lips fidgeting as they near turning to look at him than the road. Silently plotting her escape from her place of employment to bury her humiliating herself. Where could she go? Antarctica seem to be the only safe place from that circus act freak show she put on, and he denied. He was a fucking ice king cold to the core. Had she been misreading the signs he flirts back right? Right? Sheesh! What if she's harassing him? She could go to jail!
"I don't I don't have a badge" she whispered suddenly feeling merciful.
She watches as he opens the arm rest and pull out a Junior director visitors. Badge. She flushes as it dangles between them.
"Let me put it on you" he says after breathless seconds.
He knows she's gotten the innuendo she's squirming in his black leather he likes the sight of it. Clamping it on the rim of the dress as her jaw is slack unsure what to do with herself.
His face is wincing in the morning sun, but he's smiling on the inside as he turns on the street if their building.
"Can maybe you drop me off in the front?"
"What kind of man would I be to let you walk that far?"
Hinata does not want people to see her leaving his car. Dr. Haruno would think even lower than she already does. "It's not that far!" She says with sarcastic willingness.
"Don't think too long, and hard about it"
Why does she have such a filthy mind? He's not being lewd or flirting he rejected her than put her in his mothers clothes. Fucking hell. Where was her red nose and rainbow wig. He mothered zoned her.
Their by the gate. "Here's fine" she says before jumping out of the turning car. Throwing herself out his car.
He didn't know if he should laugh or yell at her, but he watches the crazy woman trying to be stealth inching inside the garage. He drives past her into his spot. Purposely watching her through the rearview mirror amused at her trying to walk painfully slow to the elevator.
What the hell is he doing? He needs to go up before she does. Is he mocking her? Maybe he's just one of those people who have to gather himself before exiting his car? Fine ! She'll go first since Mr. Director is taking his time. She fast walked inside passing his car seeing his back profile before making it safe inside. She pressed 30 as the coast was clear the doors closed until a tan hand stop them.
"Leave it open for me!" A serious husky voice boomed, and she's tries herself in to the corner as he stands in the middle of it and takes the up.
Was he doing this on purpose? No idiot he's trying to get to work after you made him take care of you. You drunk bitch.
She feels completed jaded as people fill in the space between them on the way up.
At the floor it dings. Neither of them moved. His head looked back stern blues burning in something she never seems before. "You're getting off ?"
He was having too much fun. This woman was off her fucking rocker. He liked it. She was a odd one.
She shivers pass him, and he slowly follows her into the lobby before she escapes his view into the ladies room.
He snickers to himself as he goes to his office and began his work. He's betting he'll be working something else later he darkly thinks at her being all shy now. He'll make sure she doesn't forget her actions and what she disclosed to him last night in his room.
For the first time since working there she went out for lunch. Due to her not having anything of her person she couldn't pay for it or take the bus. Officer Heiki fronted her some cash. Through the first half of her shift she decided Heiki was the only person she trusted herself to answer more so than her own cousin and her boss she's assaulted.
It was bad so much worse than her initial mull over. Her dancing on him and her straddling him. She's brought back to her college years.
Tamaki standing in front of the vanity looking at herself as Shion raids her closet for an outfit.
"I'm fucking beautiful talented and smart it's his lost" the brown haired girl said. "The dick has the balls to ask for break up sex can you believe that!"
"Well yeah because how many times you said you would stop but never did" Hinata counter.
"Yeah I fucking know I'm trash. Listen Hinata the first guy just give him a gift and go on to the second one don't waste your time".
"She had to find a guy first" Shion teases.
"Shut up!" She tossed a pillow at her.
Her friends giggled.
"Seriously you dated only like one guy who was a rabid Jashin follower." Shion teased again.
"Ha ha ha" Tamaki couldn't help her laughs.
"You dodge a bullet!"
Hinata laughs at herself. She wonders where Toneri was these days? The Jashin extremist had a bad rep for cult like practices. She shivered at the thought of if she had married into that crazy. Still feeling left out she guessed she could tell them about professor Kabuto. "My speech teachers keeps flirting with me."
"Oh my god professor Kabuto take one for the team Hinata! I'm failing his class!" Tamaki yelled at her.
"No way! He's not my type"
They all laughed loudly
She could still hear the laughs ringing out.
She stares in space at an outside café looking at nothing specifically. Things got confusing with that guy, but she's a firm believer in No means No, and yet she couldn't take no last night from her boss. He didn't like her at all didn't even find her sexy for a moment. She danced on him, she kissed him, and she straddled him. She bit her lips remembering him entertaining her by bouncing her body with heavy machine force. She brought a finger to her lips as she fixed the hair by her ear and slide her hand down to her bosom resting her hand on chest. Her fleshy chest sending blood to her face as her eyes close at the memory.
What is happening to me?
She's seen enough rom coms and even watched some porn before to know. This was not in the books. What is this? Her eyes slowly open as she's sits in his mother clothes. Maybe these are all he had to offer her. She wanted the story behind why he had them and why he would entrust her the queen of ditz with them if their valuable. She must return them as soon as possible. The Hyuga doesn't wait for the waiter and goes to by her a new dress instead. A loose black sun dress and awfully thin white cardigan with her converse. She felt like a starving charity case. She had nothing not even her cellphone. She has hit the lowest point. She had a lot of growing up to do.
Ino stood in the break room by Sakura. The company provided them with free lunch today which causes everyone to groan with the short notice director Uzumaki threaten to take it back, and they all stopped the complaining. A sushi bar fancy! She had been happily eating when officer Sai walked in next to Agent Uchiha Her chopstick paused before bringing her tuna roll to her mouth. He was so dark and handsome she knew Sakura was gawking too at the two black shadows walking in. They went to the table where the caterers were grabbing a plastic bento picking their favorites before taking a sit. Seemingly her and Sakura took a deep breath at the same time before making eye contact and laughing.
Ino smiled at her friend. "You should do that more"
Her soft features turned into a scold then she gives in and relax her glowing green eyes running a hand through her pink hair.
"Everything okay?"
Ino followed her gaze to back to the table were Their coworkers sat.
"I think I'll take the rest of the da-Day off" she breathed. Ino nodded.
"Just send me any work you have to do"
"No I'll ask Agent Hyuga it'll be good to add her in"
Ino nodded. "Well I'll help her until I'm off"
Sakura nodded
Ino watches as she leaves, and she smiles seeing Agent Uchiha's stalking her.
"Golden ratio come join us" her smile leaves as she goes to sit by him placing her bento on the table.
Why does he call her that? She had not a clue. She better ask Shikamaru. He knew everything, but it was kind of a private thing between them. He first gave her that name when he asked her over to paint her.
Sakura talked with Naruto, Shizune and director Hatake then emailed Agent Hyuga before she left going to the mall. She bought a pink lacy get up. Suspender belt and garter the works. Two pairs of new fine quality house slippers. White ones for her and blue ones for him. She went to get her done bone straight and her nails painted white. She bought everything dinner, condoms, wine, hard liquor, and fruit platters when she got home she didn't make any of it only stored it away she did bath and put on her lingerie with a white robe.
Keys under the mat she texted him from her Victorian tufted white couch watching TV. Feeling really beautiful and exposed. She was a force a strong and independent woman but when it comes to him she's so weak.
Hinata was leaned over her desk writing notes to a past case she was studying. She still had to finish the report for about Sasori screaming her name. She was surprised but felt honor to do it. Everyone has gone home but her. She didn't want to go home. Work oddly enough distracted her from the reality.
She hears a roll of a chair and someone sits next to her, she turns head to stare at him. She was completely still and in pause as they locked eyes. She collected herself since early.
"Did you eat?" He asked.
Her belly was full on high quality sushi rolls. Lucky the company bought lunch today.
"Yes" she answers while continuing to write lowering her head. Nothing surprises her anymore. Last night had, but she's gotten through worse things. She liked him. It wasn't as much as a tragedy as she thought. Her cringe seductive act was kind of funny now that she looks at in a comedy movie kind of way. Maybe it was pathetic but she'll live. Nothing hurts her anymore honestly. She's very desensitized about the things that have happened in her own life. A series of unfortunate events is all her life is. Failing at seducing her boss was pure comedy.
"Good I'm glad" his response.
"Aren't you tired?" He presses her.
A blush does find its way to her face. "I'm hopped up on caffeine" she smiles and looks at his face.
"I'm terrible aren't I?" She asked with a big grin he could only compare to those brace face girls in adolescences.
It's back her chaotic optimize aura that drew him in those robotic purple eyes filled with self awareness but also amusement.
"I'm not... I'm not some wild woman who can't control herself" she pleads unsure why it was important to do so. She wanted to look good in his eyes. Let him know last night wasn't like her.
"Would you like a ride home?" He asked leaning close by her.
"I... Umm, have to finish Dr. Haruno's work"
"Email it to me, and we'll be out of here in an hour Agent Hyuga" he says standing up not waiting for her reply The rollie chair still spinning in his absent.
Sakura had clamped her mothers pearls around her neck sitting in her living room in silk pink lingerie.
For four years. She had to get strong and forget the guy who slept with her and disappeared.
His sharp black eyes held a darkness. His strands of onyx hair housed secrets. He could appear and disappear like a magician. She was his trick. Willingly back then.
Is she this weak? Couple of compliments and kisses and she folds ? He was toxic and problematical, and she's not free from fault. She had him the right guy by her side always, and she let him slip through her hands because her heart belong to another. Not matter how privileged she was growing up and naive. As a grown up meeting Naruto and then Sasuke in college had changed her perspective on herself. She's the girl whose friends with the boys but never dates them. She's the girl who picks the bad boy for the good one. She's the girl who stays loyal to a man who abandon her. She's the girl who picked up the shards of humiliation and pieces of dignity without him. She's also the girl who just welcomes him back in with open arms.
Her jaded green eyes looked down at her a cup breast in the pink fabric, and she felt that humiliation once again. Whey did she wrap her body up in this big shiny bow to give him herself again after he disposed of her after taking everything.
Naruto had been entertained enough. It's time for action. He was no longer in a laughing mood but when she made him pick up around the corner of work he couldn't help the small spec of amusement in his head.
They drove in silence for the most part. He seems to be driving in circles before he speaks.
His head was tilted eyes aquamarine colors peering into her. "Your things are at my house want to go them"
Her phone! Shion and Tamaki are probably so worried, but she's a mess and doesn't have her own vehicle. She would cause him more trouble.
"I like to go home, but I do need my cellphone. Can I come get it tomorrow ?" She asked.
"Tomorrow" he repeats.
She nods. "Yeah"
Their silent for most the ride. She realizes they don't talk much. At all, but they've kissed, and she's sat on him in his bed. Everything is so confusing. When they get outside her building she can't move. Glued to his seat.
"I had fun" he says.
Fun? He thinks she's fun? Like Disneyland fun or circus clown fun. She couldn't decipher it because a big warm hand is on the thigh. She jolts to life and runs away grabbing her things and opening the door.
He watched where she once was and closes his eyes shut. She slipped away from him. The moment slipped away. Maybe her sober state didn't want him. He took a deep breath. Mix signals. They were always countering each other.
Sakura stood under the sky on her wide balcony before her backyard. She had taken her scandalous outfit off and instead put on a red sweatshirt and gray leggings.
Sasuke had found her home quiet and empty if he hadn't walked deep in to see open French doors causing a breeze to come in. Her saw her figure there. Bone straight rose hair fanning her shoulders and mid back. He watched her shiny strawberry strands covered shoulders shaky as his footsteps neared.
Sakura felt herself jitter. A hammer being cracked on the halo of her head with each of those predatory steps. Her nose flared and her sea foam eyes were burning with hate, love, and hurt feelings.
Sasuke knew something was wrong. Thoughts of love making still on his mind but quickly fading.
"Sakura" he says low standing nehind her.
His voice went straight to her heart. She looked down and etched a turn to face him. Her emerald eyes looked up at that pale handsome face she thought about every day for years standing before her. His slong neck meeting his broad shoulders under his uniform. Her eyes squinted her last hope to hold them back. Her jaw twisted. Every day and night the hole in her chest through school and training. Her hand shot up to smack his cheek hard. Before looking in his eyes and walking pass him into her home.
How dare he just walk back in kissing her and flirting with her. She felt a hand stopping her wrist. Her eyes inched down to his hand around hers.
"Sakura" he murmurs
"I'm sorry"
Her green eyes are widening still staring at his hand. Her shoulders shook as her lips trembled.
"Sorry for what?" She asked.
"For everything"
She turned around to him and pushed him away from her. He grabbed her and hugged against her against his punches.
She closed her eyes in his chest and hugged him back.
Sasuke stayed watching her sleep in her bed. They didn't end up have sex. He hates what he's done to her. She's so hard now. He took a deep breath and looked at the ceiling.
He couldn't tell her everything. Even what Naruto knew was limited. When your entire clan is slaughter by your brother who was a governmental undercover assassin. You can't talk about it.
Saturday
Her light purple eyes enhanced in thin black eyeliner around her eyeballs as her most of the hair was pulled back in a low loose. Ponytail leaving out a few strands kissing her bangs. Medium size gold hoop earrings. Red matted lipstick. Loose Black T-shirt dress in a thigh length black leather and silver asymmetrical zippers. Her knee-length velvet block heel boots had an open toe tip where red toenails flex nervously.
Finding his place was difficult as she didn't have her cellphone to ask and had to use her drunken muscle memory. Luckily the doorman remembered her from Thursday night.
After being so out of it yesterday she wanted him to see her as put together and sexy. Drunk or not. Funny or not. Rejection still stung her ego.
He had been in watching college football when she was buzzed in. He quickly lit the huge candle on his kitchen island shoving the lighter in the drawer under it before the elevator doors open. He heard clacks walking shyly in.
Her saw her holding a plastic shopping bag in that black get up. Her face tight as she looks up at him. A fucking knock out. His blood broil in adrenaline. The scent of his own body was and the candle present in her scene. Her dress and jacket were hiding those curves showing the small splice of thigh between the stocking of her black boots. Red. Painted ivory toes looking suckable. Heat rushed to his face as his blue eyes sized back up to her face. Creamy glowing skin contrasting her dark hair and clothing making him very self-aware. He was in simple orange basketball shorts and a white Tshirt. Even so her pretty eyes sized him too slightly.
Her arm reached out with the bag as she looks over at his mother portrait. He walked forward and took it.
"Thanks for returning these"
"I got a little lost and I parked in floor nines garage" she says
He walked past her and pressed the button by the elevator.
"Hello Mr. Shota please add Ms. Hyuga car to the visitors list"
Hinata watched him turn back around and pass her again. Her body jerked as he did so wanting to say something to him, but he's gone already then came back with his hands full.
"You got lost?" He asked loudly as his voice bounced off the high walls.
She walked a bit closer to him seeing her things in one of his hands and a white cord in his other one.
"Yeah" she answers unsure of anything. Mind blank.
He plugs in a charger and put the sliver end in the port of her phone that illuminated white with an apple with a bite out of it show. Bending over He laid it on the floor and stood up with a roll of his shoulder muscles slowly returning to his standing point blue eyes glimmering openly at her.
She closed her eyes for a few seconds as blood is under her cheek skin. Opening them back at the sound of his scratchy voice.
"The battery died but charging it for GPS will help you not get... Lost".
Her purple eyes are sunken in hesitating staring at him.
He felt a boyish smirk etching his cheeks as his head nods to his living room. "Come watch the game"
Hinata is watching a quarter back book it to the end zone. Her back is stiff hands tight on her knees. Eyes deeply focused a sport she never cared for. She felt so hot in that jacket regretting putting it on but not daring to take it off.
"COME ON!" He shouted really aggressively at the TV. "That's the rookie" he direct towards her. Her neck turns to peek at him.
He's completely comfortable lean into the corner of his sofa hands lazily under his white shirt scratching his chest exposing a small slab of abs. Her eyes widen as she turns quickly away from the site.
The game ends and there's a jolt of a body cheering, and she peeks up at him celebrating before he turns off the TV and the couches shifts with his heavy plop.
It's silence dead silence terror induced silence parking garage alone in the am silent
Before a low sultry soaked "Why you all the way over there.
Her heart stops as She feels a hand on the small of her back. She shimmies to stand up. Her phone is buzzing loudly as she looks down at him. He's still in his pose from trying to touch her before he comes back to life standing before her height difference swallowing her making her shrink as his out stare is unashamed and unapologetic.
She feels like she's prey having survival instincts when a predator is nearby. Her feel bolt to her phone grabbing her things by the phone unplugging it as he's following her in a safe distance.
She turns up at him. "I should go"
He rose his thick arched eyebrow and walks slowly approaching her grabbing the things in her hand taking them and placing them on the console table across from them. Her free hand is on her waist now before he return to her with his full attention. He grabbed her wrist pulling her closer a bit. "Or you could stay" he says deep in baritone before dipping his neck stopping before her face then plunging into her lips.
His hands are all over her face and head. His hands making their way into her head pulling her into him his body in a frenzy. Rock hard.
He wanted this. It's been so long since he just wanted a woman so badly. Wanted to make himself feel her and more importantly make her feel good. A win-win scenario.
Hinata is taking back by his kisses and after a few seconds she tries to kiss back and keep up with his force but his grip on her head and the rolls of his neck are overwhelming her. Her hands flew to his shoulder, and she pulled away gasping looking up into his eyes. Her body surging.
"I'm not that experienced" she whispers out like it's a big secret that couldn't be voice, and she'll get punished for it.
He's starting to think only one man now.
His eyes are so into her his eyes and his penis were the most aware of her. Taking in her being stripped of her sarcasm and kindness reduced to her timid side of her personality all for him.
"That doesn't bother me" he says deep in a tenor beg behind his voice. Of course, he loves to be her second try. He wanted it. So damn bad.
"If that doesn't bother you" He says voice lighter but just as intense.
He could feel himself damn near in a puppy dog wince.
Hinata eyes blinked up at him her heart heavy. She swallows. He did want her? She smiled an embarrassed nervous grin eyelashes fluttering. "Okay" she rushes out.
He swallowed that's all he needed to hear.
He took her hand lacing their's together. She's so fragile. His chest warms in joy she's cutely so small.
"Your so beautiful" he breathes out to her in this new tone.
She took a small breath.
They stood before his bed. His fingers peeling back her jacket and tossing it away before he grabs her shoulder pushing her into him as he dips his head to kiss her. She's on her tip toes trying to meet back. Shaking like a leaf in a storm. Her chin raising to kiss him back sweetly.
Her hands hovering awkwardly on the side of them fingers tweaking. He's so big everything about him is big. How will this even work? She's so small, and he's so big. How?
Her thoughts are stopped at His hands on her shoulder blades rubbing down her back until there under her bottom.
He wanted her clinging to him in every way. His rough rubs on her ass turned into two big handfuls. Closing the small space between them forcing her chest on his causing her to gasp away from his lips he quickly latched them back pulling he shook her bottom in his hands before pulling them apart then closing them over and over while unsealing her lips with his tongue.
His playing her butt she thought was odd before it quickly turned to something else. She could feel tingles in her womanhood all over odd quickly turned provocative and his tongue invading her mouth. She simply couldn't take it.
Hot she was so hot. He had complete control over her.
He pulled away, and she was panting red powdering her nose cheeks and neck. Eyes doubled over melting at what she's feeling.
Simulated.
He had to get her clothes off. He gripped the bottom of her dress pulling it over her head to reveal a gray T-shirt bra and white underwear.
Fuck
This is what's been underneath the whole time?
He wanted to see more. He uncapped her bra then reached for her waist and pushed her down on his bed. He towers over her as she hides her breasts from his view not looking at him.
The bounce on the bed had been a wake-up a call. She's topless on his bed! He's standing above her gawking before she felt her foot being freed from a boot and then the other. His fingers picked the hemp off her underwear to reveal herself fully.
She sat up dropping her hands from her breast to cover her triangle.
She could feel him moving her eyes catches his shirt pulling over his head before his hands drop to his waist her eyes widen.
The record scratched in hear head. This wasn't thinking about it is actually happening. It's bigger than she remembered and standing at attention. His body was beautiful a big hacked piece of meat. Everything is tone and defined. She looks away as he's still towering the heat of his crotch radiating to her cheek.
He rubbed it against it teasingly in a none verbal beg.
She couldn't possibly do it. He slides it down her cheek to her neck.
He was silently begging her to do it, but she was shying away.
She felt pats on her head. "You don't want to ?"
Her eyes shoot to his blues as his thing is lightly slapping her. Springing at her. "I never and it's" she paused "so big"
He pulled away and sat by her.
"You have nothing to be ashamed of. " He tells her.
A wave of relaxation hits her. It doesn't last as he is eating out her neck with his mouth biting her sucking the skin like he's Dracula.
"Your so tense" he whispered to her neck before kissing the same spot.
What did he expect? He said it didn't bother him. Did he not understand her? Hinata felt ill at heart because she has caused this. She flirted found him attractive. Entised him. He didn't mind she was an employee. He wants this. She brings her gaze from his bathroom door to turn and looked at him with wide eyes. He's not even breaking a sweat. His eyes hooded. He straightens his head from his neck kisses. Her teeth chattered together it's so cold. It's so hot.
She's shivering. He notices his head falls onto hers as his arms encircle her waist his chest dangerously bigger than hers leaning the backwards with a kiss sealing their legs pull into the bed.
The bottom of her stomach burns in foreign feeling. Her brain cells struggle to process Its happening its happening Its happening.
He's hot at least. Nice to her most times. Entertains her and do to the thing curling in her rib cage feels like a rod instead of a part of the human anatomy he wants her. His mouth is in her neck again. That feels good. He pulls away and it is surreal this moment his face red and eyes stormy. The light's from outside shining on him making his blonde hair appear icy blue his pink lips dropped.
It'll be like just giving him a gift.
He's looking down at her eyes were bouncing up at him in. Her nose opening . Lips tight. She had flirted, invited, danced and seduced him. He's content with the fact he could give her what she wants. Answer that wonder she holds in her gaze up at him, and he's over thrilled that she's giving him what he wants. He wanted her claws in his back. He wanted to throw her off the cliff freeing her from pent-up frustrations.
"Want me to stop?" it's low and rasp.
He meant as a tease but her incredulous look throws him off. Fear washed him. Did she ? He's eyeing her.
"No" she says lowly.
He is relieved. He lowered his waist.
No more games. He leans over her.
Hinata is under his chest face to face with pecs, and she blushes as his manly party's are stuck between them. Hearing a motor the midnight blue hues disappear before the orange light shines on their cream colored skin.
He leveled himself back down to her one hand in her hair.
"Your pretty"
Hinata eyes were wide eye at him. She couldn't blink they were touching everywhere. Her arms are bent at the elbow with palms facing the ceiling. She doesn't know what to do. Last night she was so cooler. Her thoughts go black at the tip poking her folds. She stiffens like a plank.
Each of her palms are filled with his hands lacing loosely with hers.
Her fingers tighten around his when a sharp pain slips inside her fully.
Her cry was harsh in his ear. He was surrounded in wetness. Soaking him gripping him. It's been too long. He clenched his thighs forcing himself to stop.
He has a lady to please.
His hips sink into her and it's the best magical pussy he every had. His heart pounded out blood to his midsection.
He's working her good he knows it. His head was in her shoulder listening to those gasp and cries. Her fingers gone loose in his but now he is the one tightening his fingertips around hers.
She should come with caution sign.
Slippery when wet.
This shit was so good.
Her petals seem too resistant a bit, but he's so deep in her stalk the feeling was amazing his whole body was surging in energy.
She's quiet too quiet.
He pulled away to stare at her. Her face was not what he expected. Contorted in a look he's never seen. Mouth drop in a silent gasp.
He frowned he didn't like it. He changed the tempo and grabbed her legs making them be kicked in the air.
Fuck he wouldn't last long.
Hinata couldn't think only feel so many things pain and pressure so much pressure he's going so fast now. The pressure his sex was causing, her legs stiff in the air the pounding made her mouth cry out as that pressure hit her like a lightening.
"You got that" he says "fuck" he whines, and she just doesn't know anymore nothing but his penis running up in her at a pace that's not humanly possible.
Her voice now vocal in his ear had caused his ego to flare. He still wanted to see her.
He pulled back from her shoulder again.
She's not moaning she's full-blown sobbing.
"Ow" she sang out in a drag.
His hips slowed concern washed over him.
"What's wrong?" He asked confused.
"It hurts"
His eyes widen he was going all out maybe should've been slower.
"I'm... I was a virgin" she says in a whimper.
His release circled his sack before streaming out of him into her.
"Ahhhhh" he's moan was coated in vocal molasses
His hips jolted forward glued to hers as he road out the best orgasm he ever had. His body gave out on top of her his face in her neck panting against the skin his fingers loose in her palms.
His entire weight was on her. His breath tickled her neck as his moaning pants try to calm. Her heart was deepening much like how deep he is inside her stuck in his last thrust. She never witnesses anything like this.
She thought him to be so macho but here he was clad on her chest like a newborn does its mother. He was probably in his weakest form.
She wanted to hold him and sing him a lullaby.
When he disconnects himself from her, he unplugs her heart a slew of emotions comes inking out her core.
Soon her head is scooped in the crook of his elbow her side is warmed, and he's pulling her by the hips into his chest.
His hands very gentle on her sex not daring to touch the abuse hole.
He shifts her head making teary eyes meet his she's looking up at him searching. Their faces are so close. "Why didn't you tell me?"
Her eyes shake as the throb of sore is between her legs. "I should've been more clear" apparently men didn't know these things or feel these things. She's an idiot for thinking they could detect it.
He fells terrible and embarrassed. Disgrace "It's not your fault it's mines".
The time passes by in pure quiet. They haven't done much talking which makes anxiety claw at her, but she's already cried during, so she didn't want to after. However, her heart had become stringy pulling her forward to the tan flesh in front of her. His body was her blanket. She's needs to get a hold of things, a hold of herself. She tries to wiggly away but it's only pulled in more by big strong arms. Her chest feels so funny which seem to be directly flowing to her eye socket and fading pain in her lower waist. She sucks in her tears taking a deep breath through her nose and mouth into a warm chest.
Her movement seem to reboot him his hands draped over her into her hair. He still felt like an asshole. Nothing he could do could fix this but it's too late. She feels like glass in his arms. The whole situation had been careless and weak willed on his part. He was her boss. They weren't even on first name basis because he is a junior director, and she is Agent Hyuga. Hinata is her name. He pulls from cradling her to look at her face.
She's shock and her now cooled face is blushing once more looking up at him in shaky eyes.
Hinata. He thinks.
"Are you still hurting?" He asked.
Hinata blushed and looked away the tearing of her Hymen mourning. How unattractive is this to him ? She shook her head no In a lie.
He sighs "don't lie to me" he says.
She has to be wearing every thought on her face due to her overly exposed state and besides he knows these things about people. So does she.
She tries to read him.
Nothing maybe there's a sprinkle of caution but nothing besides that.
He leaves her in bed going to the bathroom. She hears water runningHe returns to her and comes to pick her up.
"Director I'm too big!" She gasped being carried and ignored.
"At least let me walk!" She blushes hiding her face behind her hands.
She's blushing harder once they're in his bright bathroom. He eases her into his tub with hot water.
It feels nice against her tired muscles.
She watches him sitting on the edge of his tub unwrapping a bath bomb before pouring healing salt into it.
The pressure of the reality was too much for her. He must have sensed her discomfort and he left. She had to get out of there.
Quickly she cleanses herself being very careful of her soreness. Getting out she marches to his towels and wrap her body up before running to his room. He's not in there. Good. She quickly dresses and blushes at the blood on the bed.
Flinging her jacket over her body shoes in hand she darted to the front of the home grabbing her things and passing him in his kitchen.
He had been searching for something to make her when he heard small taps and the elevator door open. He rushed to the front of his home in confusions watching her escape him.
"I must be going home Director. Thank you for... Thank you!" She screams as the doors closed.
He closed his eyes in a wince. She's thanking him? Naruto had got what he wanted but the price was a hefty one. Agent Hyuga didn't have the maturity to handle their situation. That's too bad. He already wanted to have her again. She left him alone here. The message was clear as day. She wanted to be alone. She had a right to want that. She,unknowingly to him at first, hit an important milestone. Maybe he didn't have the maturity to deal with sleeping with a virgin to who was his employee either. She's new this. Experiencing it through him and not with him.
Fuck even after all that. He was still a one-night stand to her. He sighed still watching where she just left. This was for the best. He wanted more of her though. Walking back to his bed with a sick feeling in his stomach. He flopped down and felt their love making evidence on his lower back.
Fucking shit. Shit shit. He had her small legs in an air split.
He's been able to accept the dark harsh realities of the world but couldn't accept he had screwed into her with intentions of passion and gave her nothing but pain.
It wasn't right, and he would have to face her again. The thought is frightening but he quickly dissolves that. He would not let this affect him at work. He had a nation to serve.
Sunday
Her spandex shorts and athletic shirt hug her as her foam shoes pound at gravel. After a night of sleeping it off she could feel the faint pain and inner thigh muscles strain.
She felt oddly calm about it.
Feeling him on her, in her. The noises he made. His deep breathing.
The most nerve wrecking thing was the pull in her chest now felt heavy. All kinds of emotions spewed out of her. Hanabi. She's been her mind the most. She missed her so much, and she's always suppressing it down but it was as if the director sex unleashed her turmoil it caused her to mourn in her sleep all night. She basks in her raw feelings of finally having sex and grief for her sister. She had to feel this. Jogging through the streets of a Konoha in uneasy peace. She resolved to stay working there and not be a pest to director Uzumaki.
Her first.
She smiled to herself proudly.
Last night was kind of ideal for her. She didn't need the works for something so taboo she was twenty-six for crying out loud. His roughness, his boneless state after.
So hot.
Jogging right into a store she went to the contraceptives before purchasing a water bottle as well
Senju Hotel Penthouse Suite Ichiraku II
He sat in the dim lit restaurant next to Sasuke and Shikamaru. He had to learn to make his own money early on. So he invested into franchising his favorite restaurant. Put money up to get one in the Senju hotel top floor which expanded to the ceiling.
What he risked having his new agent in his bed yesterday had caused him to think a lot about life. His life. His job. What he deals with. He's always paranoid and reading people. He looks at Sasuke and Shikamaru. Then Sakura his whole team putting their lives on the line. All them jetting off to catch some sick person who's done bad things to innocent people. They were strong individuals he could depend on. Sasuke was a great addition and Agent Hyuga. She was... The common sense side of his brain knew this job wasn't for her but his irrational side wanted her around. Their moment together last night has stayed on his mind on the hour every hour. He was honored and spent about it. Feeling easy even with his gun on his hip.
"You look happy" Shikamaru commented.
"I can tell his nine-month drought has ended" Sasuke said.
He sighed as the food was placed down on the white cloth. Grabbing his chopsticks began weaving noodles up into his mouth. Slurping them up with pork and eggs. He couldn't dwell on it. His big screw up he had to take it for what it is. Man up. Maybe flowers and a card but that's not enough.
Monday
Hinata made sure to wear plain clothes and no makeup not even lip gloss. Sure the fact her boss had rubbed his penis on her cheek and took her virginity is causing anxiety but for him, she would not cause problems. She sent in her application to Konoha University last night and did therapeutic laundry. As she folded she grew content more than ever.
The Junior director found himself leaving his office more than normally in hopes to bump into her but there's always so many people around and when he walks into the break room he can feel the tension of his officers who couldn't be more lack around him.
He bought cupped ramen out the vending machine. Jealousy in his veins as she spoke and laughed with Inzunka in that sarcasm she once threw at him.
"Yes I watched it last night I cried!" Officer Inuzuka yells.
She giggles and he rolls his blue eyes.
"Sorry I missed it! I have to catch up" she said sweetly. Hinata had saw him come in her heart did sink but talking with Kiba is a easy distraction as the seconds go by her it's not as hard as she thinks to pretend nothing happen.
"That's it Sundays are our days to watch TV why don't you come over from on?" Kiba ask
"Agent Hyuga" the Junior director says stepping by them.
"Officer Inzunka. I signed the official papers for the new hound Kurama."
"Yeah he's amazing this animal rights judge recommended a good academy to get a bomb dog from. He's also good with drugs and remains like Pakun".
Hinata felt his eyes on her but what Kiba said. Tamaki? "Is it judge Tamaki?"
"Yeah yeah!" Kiba yelled then blushed.
Hinata gasp out a laugh before its quickly gone as the director lets his presence be reintroduced.
"If you'll excuse me" he says abruptly, and she watches him march away.
Her eyes could soften just a little at his back. Was he checking on her? No don't be silly Hinata scolds herself. It doesn't last as she finds it almost funny being reminded at how professionals Director Uzumaki is. She looks back up at Kiba and they chatted until break is over.
Past noon . Hinata had gone to get some water while considering if she could be Sunday show buddies with Kiba she turned the corner and to her surprise there is the man she spent her Saturday with at the other water machine. She fought a blush as she went to the open one a few inches from him.
"The weather is nice" he says to her.
For some stupid reason her chest swells, and she smiles up at him. "Yes it is"
"It'll get cold soon though" he says. Following with a random add-on "Coats"
Hinata smiled at that. It was hilarious to her. Their eyes cross as he's leaning one hand on the machine "I like coats" she says. The water overfills his cup, and he pushes himself away from the machine before walking away.
Everything will be okay.
It was midday when she's asked to go to the conference room. There were photos of people with chunks missing. Her mind swirled just like that it was back the ugly surface of her job.
The senior director stood before the team
"In the town Seashells off the north coast bodies have been found mutilated. From what police can tell seems like a kind of mob style execution. This unsub weapon of choice is sharks".
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