Yay! I would like to thank all my lovely reviewers. -hands out cookies- I love you guys! Oh, and after reading this chapter like 5 times, I found out that it would have made a really good oneshot with some editing...oh, and it's really short. Haha, oops. Sorry about that:P It works out better this way though. Oh, and you'll learn that a new element is added to the story in the chapter. Which way's it gonna go? You'll never know...well, at least not until I update again:D Enjoy! Don't forget to review!
"Congratulations Hinata-sama! And that dress fits you wonderfully!" The Branch house woman looked her wedding kimono up and down before giving an approving look. It was white with a striking red dragon design going up each of her sides. It was a little fancy for Hinata's taste, but at this point, she didn't have much of a choice. Not like she ever did before either.
The ceremony was short, but beautiful. The group was very large, containing many people from both the Grass Village, and Konoha. The ninja she married was good-looking, but she wouldn't call him handsome. His brunette hair was cut short, and his face contained clean-cut lines with a well defined jaw line. But he still wasn't Neji.
He seemed nice. She only got to meet him once before the ceremony, just to say hello. He was courteous, and polite. He even complimented her on her necklace. The one that Neji had given her before the wedding. She swore to herself that she would never take it off.
If things had been different, she might have been able to convince herself to care about Yukio. But things weren't different. And out of all the arguing she had untaken inside her head, she still came up with the same conclusion. She loved Neji. With all her heart, and no matter how courteous or good-looking Yukio was, there wasn't any room left for him in her heart. She had already given it away.
The reception had made Hinata want to cry. She let go once on accident, and blamed on the fact that she was so happy. All the celebrating made her want to throw up. After the reception, Yukio came back with her to her room. Hinata had been told that he would be moving in there shortly, and his things would be brought over from the Grass Village. Neji hadn't even come to the wedding. Not like she would have been able to handle it if he had, so it was probably for the best that he had stayed away.
Things were awkward when they reached her room. What now? Are they supposed to have sex or something? Isn't that what a honeymoon is? The tears welled at the back of her eyes again, and Hinata couldn't hold them back now that she was in her own room, even if Yukio was there.
"I'm sorry we had to do this." He said quietly, avoiding her eyes.
Hinata was shocked. "What do you mean?"
"I mean that…well; I know that you didn't want to marry me."
"Yukio, no it's not that-"
"You love him a lot, don't you?" Hinata just gaped at him. How did he know all these things? "I love her a lot to." He added quietly.
"Yukio-"
"Do you think that I could be him for you? At least if it's just for tonight? And maybe you could be her for me?"
The tears came back to Hinata's eyes again. "I don't think we have much of a choice now do we?"
They stripped of their clothing, and Yukio laid her gently down onto the bed, his body half covering hers. He placed butterfly kisses along her collarbone. "What's my name?" Hinata asked.
"Akemi. Mine?"
"Neji."
Yukio's hands pulled her legs around his hips, and he entered her slowly and gently. "Neji." Hinata breathed, her eyes closed tight as she tried to visualize Neji atop her.
"Akemi." Yukio said into her neck as he continued to kiss her tenderly.
He pushed into her at a steady rate, not rushing things. When Hinata climaxed, she yelled out, "Neji!" And for half a second, she was able to convince herself that it really was Neji onto of her, and that everything was going to be ok.
Hinata found out the next day that Anko and the ANBU team still hadn't returned. It had been almost 3 weeks since they had left. A new team was being sent out to relieve, or recover them. Neji was on that team.