This chapter is unedited. I did my best to quickly revise it.
Chapter 10: Alcoholic Mishaps~
Shaking off my jacket, I watch as Hinata observes my apartment and can't help but feel slightly self-conscious. It's no house after all.
This is the first time she's ever come over and the realization appears to paint the atmosphere with awkward tension, "so umm," I wet my lips unsure of where to go from here, "do you need anything?" do I offer her dinner? A drink? Some clothes to sleep in? A shower? Maybe my bed?" normally she seems to be able to read my mind and I'm thankful her attention is elsewhere, otherwise she would have surely thrown one of her fits and distrubed my neighbors.
She turns her gaze to me and I'm surprised to see curiosity more so then hostility present for once, "you live alone?"
Her tone suggests more of a question then a statement, "well yeah, my godfather Jiraiya owns the building. So I don't have to pay rent."
"Hm... I see. So what do you have to offer me?"
"What?" I choke, where did that kind of question come from, my mind automatically jumping to the now noticible presence in my pants.
"You asked if I needed anything, unless that was offered more out of politeness then sincerity. So I'll ask again, what can you give me?" she challenges.
Either Hinata was naive or an incredibly non-challant tease. But considering her virgin status, I'm hoping it's the latter, otherwise I would think this girl in my apartment, prepared to stay the night, was purposely causing my current lewd thoughts of what I would like to give her.
"Let me rephrase then, what do you need?"
"I guess a shower, clothes to sleep in, and a place to sleep." Her voice suggests she's already bored with the situation, but her fidgeting hands speak for themselves.
"Okay."
"Is pasta ok?" I ask.
"Yes." she's now seated at my couch, watching me, eyes never seeming to blink or falter. In other words... Being downright creepy.
"Is there a reason you're staring?" I ask, "after all a picture would last longer."
"Did I do something wrong?" she blurts out beginning to play with her hair.
"When?"
"At the dance."
"Ah." I acknowledge, so that's what she was asking about. "You mean you want to know why I ran off with Temari?"
"It doesn't matter, forget it." she deflects glaring at me.
Sighing, I turn my back to her, turning on the stove, I put it on low heat, so our dinner will take some time to boil.
I walk over to her and crouch down to eye level and she jumps slightly, having been way to intently focused on her hair. I tug the lock out of her fingers and begin to slowly twist it.
"Not good enough sweetheart, how about you tell me the truth. Why are you still so angry about it?"
I can see her tense up and inwardly swear, not this time, I won't let her fucking shut me out, "please tell me baby?" her earlobe is soft between my teeth and I give it a sharp nip, earning a gasp.
"Ummm... I-I just..." if I would have to pick my favorite thing about Hinata, it would probably be this. Her shy and nervous side, especially starting with the fact I seem to be the only person that can bring it out.
"You just what?" now we're back at eye level and I'm close enough to kiss her, I notice her eyes jump to my lips a couple of times and I chuckle.
Behind me I hear the sound of water beginning to bubble and sigh, "we'll continue this another time love, but it's dinner time." She nods appearing hypnotized by something on my face.
"May I grab a drink?" at first all I can do is stare at her in shock. Hinata is being polite?
"Uh sure. There should be soda in the fridge and cups in the cupboards." I respond quickly composing myself.
She seems to bounce away, before quickly returning with two tall cups and resumes her old position, sitting across from me on my bed.
As I eat I can see her sneaking peeks at me and notice she seems a bit... Flushed and off-centered. Almost like she's drunk. But how? I didn't give her alcohol.
Without a word I set aside my food and rush into the kitchen, immediately checking the fridge. Sure enough my uncle's bottle of saki is missing. God dammit Hinata!
She's tipping back the full bottle when I walk back into the room and I snatch it from her, noting how it was almost gone and previously unopened. "Awww!" she whines, "your no fun!"
Rubbing my temples, I set the bottle down away from her and watch cautiously, drunk Hinata is a new one, what if her temper is worse.
"Why are you watching me like," she pauses a silent burp catching in her throat, "that? Like I'm some feral animal?"
"You have a temper." I state calmly.
"Maybe if you drank too, you would lighten up!"
Hah! Me drunk with Hinata would be a terrible idea. "I don't think that would be wise." I mumble, voicing these thoughts out loud, resuming my seat. She doesn't seem to be angry? But then again... Anything and everything pisses this girl off. I pick up my plate and when I pick up movement am shocked to see a swaying girl, crawling toward me on all fours.
She takes my plate from me and glares, I feel my muscles tense and she reaches out masaging my stiff shoulder, "why do you do that?" she asks softly.
"You're unpredictable and like to hit now."
"Then why are you still around if I'm so terrible?" before I can blink, she has me caged against the headboard, pretty much sitting in my lap, forlorn expression on her normally blank face.
I shift uncomfortably, why did she have to be wearing shorts today? I'm wearing sweatpants, was she trying to fuck with me? Appearing to read my thoughts, she shifts slightly and I hiss. "Get off me Hinata." I growl.
Her eyes widen slightly, before she shakes her head, "no. Answer the question!" she pouts. Pouts of all things. Hinata is pouting. What the fuck. Is this some kind of trap.
"Quick fucking with me!" I seeth before shoving her off me. The drunk almost tumbles off the bed, before I grab her by the wrist, yanking her back forward. She winces. Yeah that'll probably bruise. Not my problem though.
"I'm not. You are. Always. Constantly." Her words are jumbled, slurred, and only indecipherable once I run them a couple times through my mind. I forget everything once Hinata does the one thing, I thought impossible for her to do.
...She starts to cry...
"Fuck Hinata..." I croak.
"Why Naruto?" I'm shocked by the tone she uses when saying my name, wistful and full of hurt wrapped into one. "If you're just around to fuck me then can we please just get it over with! You're driving me crazy and I can't think straight around you. I hate it. I hate this."
These aren't fake tears. They're drunken ones. Pitiful sounding and enough to cause an uncomfortable twinge in my stomach.
She turns away from me and makes a leap off the bed, that's surprisingly coordinated for someone in her inebriated state. I snatch her up, pressing myself into her back, keeping one arm wrapped tightly around her chest and the other her waist.
"Do you want me to fuck you Hinata?" I crone in her ear and can feel her heart pounding. "What do you want me to do to you?" I'm playing with fire. And starting to not care.
"I just... Want you. And am ok with whatever you want to do." her reply and is honest and blunt, followed by a uncharacteristic giggle. That giggle is like a cold bucket of water, that knocks me out of my for lack of better words horny haze.
"What I want is for you to go to bed and sober up." I state firmly before gently separating myself from her. I needed space from her.
But before I can get off the bed, she turns around and grabs onto me.
I look up at the girl straddling my waist. I make no move as she begins to kiss me.
"What's wrong?" she asks.
"Hinata this can't happen." a puzzled look overtakes her face and is quickly replaced by fury. Well here it is. The temper returns.
"Oh I get it Naruto. Now that I'm interested. Your game is over. So that's the kind of person you are. You just wanted a fucking toy!" she spits out the last word.
I flip us over, forcing her onto her stomach, forcing her into the mattress, "Look you fucking bitch. You are really testing my patience. I would be happy to make you take me over and over again And even if you beg me to, I don't stop, while you struggle beneath me bleeding." I can hear her breathing become shaky and she's covered with goosebumps. "But then again, it's whatever I'm ok with right?" I taunt.
She flails miserably, too drunk to even muster enough balance to attempt an escape, "No..." she groans.
"Then listen to me little girl," I grab a fistful of hair, pulling her head back, "I will happily fuck you as hard as it takes for to be a pleasant human being. And I can't wait to shove my cock down your snarky mouth. However, none of that is fucking happening until you're sober. So go the fuck to sleep and leave me the hell alone."
I leave her alone in my bed and head for the shower.
Note to self... No wonder Hinata never fucking drank.
Well that's the end of chapter 10! I did my best to make this one longer, to make up for last time.
Hope y'all enjoyed it. Please review!