Heyyyyy. Ah I know I have like hell lotta chapters to update but I couldn't resist myself.
This could be a oneshot or I could continue as per your wishes. Whatever shall you guys demand.
Also I'm not too sure about the ratings, if it remains as it is then M won't be required if it continues the yes there would be some scenes if you guys want that is. This was a requested fic, I hope I meet your expectations with this one. It's aim was to make it less ansty more hearty and just humor and impeding light strifes nothing drastic. WE'VE GOT A JEALOUS HINATA HERE YOU GUYS!
Hiashi thought he knew enough of the world being a clan leader, surviving wars, having two polar opposite daughters who oddly loved each other and in general versatility has made him gain some remarkable knowledge, enough to ensure luxurious survival at least. However his daughters left no space for the satisfaction to settle, especially her elder one as she told about her 'mosquito bite'. Hanabi snickered, a sly mischievous grin on her face as she asked her sister 'is it so, lovely sister?'
He thought it was weird. At the breakfast table he only asked how did she got lot many blotches of purplish Red marks. Hinata was a very particular person and she idolized to keep things pristine like the rest of the clan, belongings and body. Bruises she had were covertly covered in large baggy jackets and as she grew older they were discarded. Hiashi decided she was too strong for measly bruises except a few on her legs because sometimes she was terribly clumsy.
Wearing a baggy shirt, reaching the table at a tardy time he wondered what was wrong with her today? Not that he didn't have anything better to do then to hopelessly wander around the dining room awaiting for his daughter to waltz by and have meal but he did. To his utter chagrin he noticed few marks scattered here and there that were exposed as she took a breather to adjust herself better. When he asked about the marks she jumped three feet in the air, squealed and stuttered an inaudible 'mosquito bites'.
A moment was all he needed to decipher what she was saying but in utter vain. The Hyuga households held strong plants,shrubs herbs that skillfully repelled mosquitos or any such barging insects. Mission would have sufficed however he remembered who her teammate was, the bug boy. He has observed how he kept a few bugs trudging around so his team won't ever catch bug bites or such mundane complications. Shinobi were hard and trough and they returned with bug infections more than Kunai marks. It was clever, handy even to have someone give a ready-made solution.
Even if she had bug bites, she also had medical ninjutsu now though she looked outright over the place. Not that he was concerned or anything but he placed his suspicions that maybe a bug has infested her brain, a revenge for all those time they were warded due to much stronger of their types. He suggested she should have Tsunade give her a thorough checking to which she waved her like a panicked kangaroo which was worrisome. Not to mentioned it was followed by Hanabi's snicker and he would swore to his ancestors some weird baby gestures addled with kissing faces.
It was official, his daughters were fucking weird.
He questioned the genetics on a serious basis as to how did his offsprings turn out like this? They were nothing not even close to what him, elders expected them to be. At times they would hit the mark and at times for example now, they looked like abducted pigs rolling in mud. Hanabi resembled to him, predictable in lot many ways at the same time irresistibly childish most of it. He sighed maybe he should be the one getting a thorough checking.
He raised a brow when a panicked Hinata left her food that had one pitiful bite taken and ran to her bedroom. Hanabi was smirking like a psychotic detective and he wondered if Hyuga training were too hard, especially on brain?
Hinata stomped around the city with her Byakugan flaring to life and her posture fierce. If was very rare that she had wanted to kill wanted and outright phenomenal when it was this evident. Locating her suspect that was casually slurping hot noodles at the booth like nothing troubled him stirred some irreconcilable rage in her.
With a sharp slash she pushed apart the screens that worked as a barrier between the Ramen stand and the busy street. She spotted him, vice versa.
He turned just a little to show half of face to her and smirked. Making no further commotion he continued slurping his noodles leaving a furious Hinata at the entryway.
Never, not once in her life has she felt this unadulterated fury that was manufactured inside her as off now. She desperately wanted to wipe that arrogant smirk off his delirious face and hit that face against the very counter he was so peacefully having his meal. Malice leaked around her.
"Listen here you arrogant good for nothing…" she stomped her way towards him. It was so out of character for her to be this unchivalrous but she didn't care. Her whole body was aching as if crushed under a boulder, she practically skipped her meal, has yet to take a shower and as far as she could remember drank alcohol the night before. Until and unless she gives a good lesson for all the headaches she had been feeling to the cause of it she wouldn't, couldn't feel at ease. "Last night…."
"Uh Hinata-Chan?" A raspy voice came around her. She screeched like a thousand toads under storm, squealed, blushed and was petrified enough to jump three feet back which unfortunately caused her to bump with the object of her headaches. She couldn't see him but damn to it, she could feel his smirk jabbing her too well.
"Are you okay? You look…." He took a pause to survey the heiress head to toe. The composed, shy heiress looked like she was thrown into haggard and woke up in a dumpyard. Her hair was clumsily covering her face, neck. Baggy clothes that were irrationally loose around her neck and the lovely ever lasting blush on her adorable face. But somehow something was off, it wasn't her usual over anxious blood rush it felt as if it was a caught doing something naughty blush. Which was beyond weird because what exactly naughty things could you do in the middle of a day inside a shabby Ramen shop that of coursed served amazing Ramen but was too worn down for anything naughty?
"N-Naruto kun!" She exclaimed nervously, waving her hands in front of her. She was suddenly and agonizingly aware of the state was she caught in.
"Ah why don't you take a seat! Hangover sucks! Last night was a blast but like you disappeared in the middle of it. Where were you—-"
"I'll take a seat. " Chewing down her lips she stumbled around finally finding a seat that was again, near the object of headaches and now paranoia.
"SASUKE!? You are here too?" He shouted like a excited child and giddily skipped to sit beside him, dragging the chair closer as if they weren't already touching shoulders.
"You called me asshole." He very expertly ignored his shouting.
"Oh yeah yeah!" Sheepishly he rubbed the back of his neck earning himself 'tsk' sound. He ordered himself the usual while rambling out his reasonings. "I wanted to catch up ya know? You returned to village after so long though you'd appreciate a welcome home party! Sakura Chan did it mostly but I helped, dattebayo!"
He shoved his arms around the avenger but after a tolerable amount of time shaked it off him. "But damn you bastard you fucking disappeared in the middle of it! Party was so fucking lit then you vanished making Sakura chan worried as hell! She pucked because she was worried. Can you imagine the rotten mood? Bastard who was the party hosted for you anal retentive!"
His chiding was hauled by a laugh from right of Sasuke who was finding it hard to not laugh. She was Red, embarrassed, choked on her noodles yet she chose to laugh at his rant. Naruto wasn't deaf he could clearly hear a silent, stop yet notorious 'anal retentive. Fits you.' But Naruto also had common sense so he admonished the thought of Hinata Hime taunting his best friend.
"Didn't you know hosting a party against someone's wishes and dragging them to it is a legal offense? Besides I had a good night. "
"Legal offense? Pssstttt. Don't fucking change laws like that! I'm smart you know. " he took a big slurp out of his noodles. Ah heaven. "What good night? Did you fuck someone asshole?" A snicker left his throat as he jabbed him.
"Maybe." He smirked as he felt the woman beside him blush and grip the bowl a lighter tighter. "A night that was." He added causing her to bite her lips instead of the edible food served.
"What?" Apparently Naruto was too busy eating to decipher the commotion. "Don't be a pervert coming right off the village! Bet you had adventures out there!"
Hinata shifted uncomfortably, something noxious poked at her.
Sasuke hummed enjoying the reactions too very much.
"Hey! Don't let Sakura chan know. " Naruto whispered, loud enough to heard by Hinata."Weren't you guys like dating?"
Hinata shifted uncomfortably again.
"No. " A sharp denial.
"Don't be an asshole sasuke. She's head over heels. " He jabbed him again.
"Why are we having this thing again? I just told you the last time." Sasuke wondered why and how the blonde was so persistent. At this point it wasn't being in love anymore it was just stubbornness that 'they' were meant to be. That my ass.
"Did You found someone? Are you going around gathering STDs?" His curiosity reached it's peak when Sasuke smirked then made an annoyed face.
"No ,dobe. I'm having fun." He shrugged casually, noticing the expressions from either side. One was smirking, giving suggestive grins and the other grimacing.
"Oh so know you know what fun means? Finally got around a fan girl huh?"
"It's you who thinks about sex that is all, pervert." Inside his coat his hands lightly brushed Hinata's thigh. She jolted herself.
"Oh shut up! Honestly Karin came around and she told us, more like me, how popular you were with girls on even reconnaissance missions y'all went! Get into pants to get into mission huh bastard? That worked well or so she said. Totally not believing you didn't your panties twitch in your redemption or whatever!" He grinned boisterously ordering another bowl of Ramen.
Before he could say anything there was a thud. Money was slapped on the table as Hinata rose pushing her half eaten Ramen.
"Hinata chan! Are you leaving?" Naruto tilted towards her curiously wondering what has got her into a fit of rage. Weird. "You should stay. We could totally have cinnabunmons or whatever that you keep eating! You love that don't you? " Hinata kindly smiled at him.
"You should stay. " Sasuke insisted with that ever present arrogant smirk. He relaxed himself and turned his entire body towards her, his knees touching hers. The reaction was immediate, she stood giving a pointed glare at him.
"Why not ask your 'girls' for that?" She left her hair slapping his face.
Naruto rubbed his neck absolutely clueless as to what exactly was happening around. "Teme did you do something to her?" The seriousness dripping in his voice as Sasuke denied the accusation smoothly.
Hiashi sighed. His daughter who stormed out of the house like a hurricane in hurry came back and locked herself in the rooms quoting, 'I'm sick. Leave me alone.' He knew he was too damn right when he suggestted that thorough Tsunade check up and now look who's suffering. He trudged around the hallways trying to get some muscle movements in when he stopped upon hearing giggles and whispers around one of the rooms.
He was not a snoopy gossiping man no he was the Hyuga head, a very respectable person who simply wanted to know what was happening around especially in his own compund. So he masked his chakra and came closer the rice paper doors.
''Hinata sama is growing up so fast! Can you believe she is finally a woman?''
''Oh my gawd! Do you think we will be able to know the lucky guy?''
''well-''
''She should have waited till marriage. ''
''Give her a break. Shinobi have short life and she's grown up to be a lovely woman.''
''You think it's the Uzumaki boy?''
''Who knows? Imagine someone a little mysterious...''
''Like an affiar? I'm thrilled. That many love bites though...''
Hiashi growled with utter anger he clasped his fists and stomp away from the giggling commotion. No way. NO FUCKING WAY HIS LITTLE INNOCENT HINATA WOULD DO UNCOUTH ACTIIVITIES.
Or so he thought.
As busy as it was The Hokage Hatake Kakashi was vigilantes when it came to his students especially the brooding one who came last night back to the village. He was pleasantly curious as his ANBU reported him about the last place where he was spotted, at the bakery buying the last batch of cinnamon buns. He was amused because he knew very well how he hated sweets. He glanced at his orange books and cheekily smilled, they might just come to use to someone other than him i.e, his brooding hot stuff student.
There you go. As I mentioned earlier this could continue hence the chapter name itself or if doesn't then well shit.
The theme in here was a soft stoic Sasuke, an OOC Hinata, funky devastated yet poorly protective Hiashi and an idiot Naruto. This has been one of the dynamics which I personally wanted to read.
