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Chapter 5

10 months ago...

"Did your breasts get bigger?"

The look on Hinata's face was one of horror. She couldn't believe what her cousin had just asked her. Yes, they had had sex many times, in various positions, and there was no inch on her body that he hadn't touched, but Hinata being Hinata, she was still a shy and nervous girl.

"I d-don't know." She mumbled. Her hands that were holding her shirt up to show him her breasts were trembling as she was trying her hardest to not just cover herself up and hide from him forever.

Neji was eye-level with her breasts, scrutinizing them. The two round, pale globes with pink nipples were his obsession as during sex he always tried to touch them whenever he had a free hand or mouth. Her breasts were also very sensitive as sometimes she could cum from her nipples alone.

He noticed her hands were trembling, her thighs were squirming, and the heat from her body screamed lust. He could see the look of anticipation on her face and decided to tease her a little. What else did she expect when she came to his room without wearing a bra?

He opened his mouth, approaching her breasts but instead of taking the nipple into his hot mouth, he just gently blew on it. His unexpected action made the poor girl twitch, her nipples getting even harder and more frustrated. His hand gripped her waist, occasionally tantalizing near her breasts but never touching them "Yes. They're definitely bigger than before." He concluded.

Her back unconsciously arched, pushing her breasts toward him. The girl probably didn't even know she was doing it. "Do you like it if they're bigger?" She nervously asked. Her breasts had definitely grown a little, which was rare for a girl her age. She thought puberty had done with her but probably, it hadn't.

Hinata used to hate her breasts. They were too big for her petite frame and it was hard to shop for bras that could fit her size. But the way Neji worshiped them made her love and be confident in her body. Neji always made sure she knew she was beautiful, and he loved her body because he loved her first, not the other way around.

"It's good for raising children." As expected, her face turned even redder as she imagined little Neji running around and laughing and playing with each other.

"I'm just kidding. There is no need to feel pressured. Whether you have big or small breasts, I love you all the same." His hand touched her face to pull her out of her thoughts, reassuring her that he loved her the way she was regardless of her appearance. She leaned her cheek against his palm, a small smile pulling on her lips as she thought how lucky she was to have him as the love of her life.

But he was still not done teasing her. With the way she unconsciously pushed her breasts towards him, hands clutching her shirt up even higher to reveal more of her skin, her nipples perking for attention, her breasts were looking like they couldn't wait for him to devour them.

Neji couldn't suppress a chuckle. His little cousin might look shy and nervous but her body told a different story. She craved him just as much as he did her. And it's a relief to know that he wasn't the only one to have these feelings.

When Hinata started to straddle him, Neji had to bite back a moan as her bare folds brushed against his flesh. His fingers found her clit, gently caressing her folds before inserting a finger inside her.

"You are wet." He whispered into her ears as he inserted another finger inside her, stretching her a little wider. Only moans answered him.

His fingers bumped faster and her hips bucked, trembling uncontrollably. Hinata had her arms around his neck, fingers gripping his hair while her face was buried into his shoulder. He was bringing her so much pleasure that she couldn't even control her body. Every time his fingers pulled out her hips moved to try to keep them inside, her thighs squeezing his hips as she rubbed her folds against his digits.

Face buried into his shoulder and not able to look at him right now, but Hinata knew her cousin was smirking. He was cruel. He was bringing her so much pleasure but never let her climax. Every time she thought she was going to climax he would pull out his fingers, gently pinching her little nub just to tease her.

"Nii-san, please!" Hinata pleaded. Her down there was craving for a need so raw and burning that it made her scared a little. She had never known something like this could exist until Neji introduced her to a world of desire that one try and she could never live without. But she knew only he could do it. Only he could make her a trembling mess, give her a fever want and then satisfy it. There were no other men who could make her this way.

Panting hard, she sank her hip down only to meet his thigh. Her thighs were now between his, squeezing, trembling, and twitching hopelessly. Her bare folds were pressing against his thigh, creating a sweet friction that made her moan out loud. A sticky, transparent liquid was leaking from her folds onto his thigh, wetting his pale skin. She was asking for something, anything, his mouth, his fingers, his dick, anything that could ease the frustration that he was building. He made her this way and he had to take responsibility for it.

The skin on his thigh felt the heat emitting from her core. The sticky liquid leaking from her clit kept dripping, running from the curve of his thigh until trickling down to the sheet under them. She was so wet and so ready for him. "Please what?" Grabbing her waist, he kept her still to position his dick against her entrance, pushing forward a little but didn't let her fully have him. Outside he might appear calm and composed but God knew how much he was restraining himself. The only thing keeping him from thrusting deep inside her right now was because he knew it would feel even better if she said those words.

"Make love to me, nii-san."

Those exact words that she had whispered to him the night they had sex for the first time.

His hands sank her hips down and her folds clamped around him immediately. Both moaned out of pleasure, panting hard. Being inside her felt incredible and it sent a shiver down his spine. Her folds were pulsing, contracting around him, stroking every inch of him, pulling him deep into her warmth.

Holding his shoulders for support, she started rocking her hips, lifting herself up, and then sank down on him again, taking him deeper and deeper. Her pace was slow, taking time building the sensuality, punctuating it with every roll of her hips.

Holding her hips, he thrust upwards, urging her to a faster rhythm, grinding into her sleek channel, rubbing against her warm flesh. Unable to restrain himself, he drove into her fast, stroking her insides and sending her into a fever want, ripping a cry of pleasure from her throat. Every time his dick slid inside her, she squeezed him a little tighter, clenching and throbbing helplessly.

The sight before him took his breath away. His little cousin was riding him uncontrollably, her back arching, her breasts bouncing beautifully, her skin glistening in the dimmed light of his room. He had to wonder if this girl was really his little Hinata who was so pure and innocent. Neji realized he made her this way. And she had allowed him.

"Oh, N-Neji!" She moaned his name as his lips clamped around her pink nipple, biting her gently, sucking and rolling it with his tongue. His hand squeezed her other breast, pinching the hard nipple between his fingers. A shiver ran down his back as he felt her hand close over his, urging him to keep touching her breast.

"You love having your breasts touched, don't you?" It was not a question but rather a statement.

Hinata shook her head, seemingly wanting to deny but squealed loudly when he simply flicked both of her nipples roughly. "You're tighter when I touch your breasts."

As if to answer him, her folds contracted, squeezing every inch of him inside her. Biting his lips, Neji raised his hips, thrusting his hard dick into her with such force that it made Hinata nearly lose balance and fall over. Not letting her take a breath, he pulled out and then slammed into her again, driving her to near insanity. Leaving her breasts, his hands squeezed her buttcheeks, helping her slide up and down his hard length, rubbing and creating sweet friction along her sleek channel.

In the heat of the moment, her lips found his, kissing him deeply. Her tongue slid into his mouth, teeth sank down on his bottom lip for a gentle bite. She moaned into his mouth, whimpering his name over and over again. With a single powerful stroke, she had to break free from his mouth to gasp for air as he was taking her breath away. "N-Neji, please. I can't!" She whimpered, holding his shoulders for balance because his thrusts were so powerful she thought she might fall over. Her folds stretched, trying to accommodate his size and keep up with his fast pace but it was difficult to do so because his thrusts were getting more and more forceful.

"You can. Just a little, baby." Kissing her deeply, he whispered to her how beautiful she was and how much he loved her, all the while his hips kept thrusting upward and his hands sank her hips down to meet his thrusts. Hot juices were leaking from her core to his stomach, lubricating his hard length. The filthy, slapping sound and her moans filled his ears and with a single, powerful stroke, he reached her deepest point, spilling his white substance inside her.

Hinata screamed, her entire body trembling and twitching while her hips kept rolling, milking the last drop from him. She slumped forward, forehead leaning against his shoulder as she wound her arms around him. She shuddered lightly as she felt his hands caress her back, gently stroking up and down her spine and finally sliding into her long hair to lift her face from his shoulder.

His lips met hers for a lingering kiss, licking her soft lips, caressing her flesh with his wet tongue. "I love you." He whispered between kisses. He had said it many times and he would say it again and again until the day he died. It was never enough to tell her how much he loved her.

"I love you, nii-san." Hinata answered him with a tired smile.

When Neji pulled out, the white substance leaked out from her pink folds, glistening along the lips. "Let me clean it for you."

She blushed brightly but nodded her head, agreeing to his request.

Grabbing the tissue on his bedside table, he spread her legs wide, gently wiping his cum on her bare folds. It was contracting lightly at his touch, the muscles pulsing as if wanting to have him inside her again. The smell of her sex assaulted him and he could feel his dick leak pre-cum. Maybe this was not a good idea.

Throwing the tissue aside, he gathered her into his arms, carrying her to his bathroom. "Nii-san, w-what are you doing?" Hinata squeaked out in surprise, arms automatically wrapping around his neck.

Hinata soon found herself pressing against his bathroom wall while he thrust into her from behind. Her back arched, sticking her ass towards him, moving backward in rhythm with his thrusts.

She realized letting him clean her after sex was not a good idea but the thought was soon forgotten when he slapped her buttcheeks gently, just enough to leave a light pink mark and elicit a moan from her. "Uhm... Nii-san..." She hiccupped, his thrusts were making it hard to speak coherently. "I t-think we're doing it too many times."

"I promise this will be the last time today." He grunted, putting a kiss on her shoulder. Looking down, he watched as his length slid in and out of her, each time coaxing out more liquid from her core. The sight made him even harder and hungrier, wanting to dominate her and giving her so much pleasure that her legs would tremble so badly she couldn't stand on her own legs.

How much time had passed, Hinata didn't know. She was drowning in waves of pleasure she forgot the time. The only thing she knew was that the incredible feeling Neji was giving her was too much, edging her to the brink of insanity. She shook her head, seemingly wanting him to stop but her hips kept pushing backward to meet his thrusts, kept feeling empty when he pulled out of her and kept rubbing her flesh against his hard shaft.

Hinata closed her eyes, a soft smile pulling at her lips. Neji couldn't see her smile but he didn't need to. She loved him and was willing to give him anything he wanted. Her heart, her body, her soul, everything and she would never regret a single thing.

As long as he loved her.

Present...

"I initially wanted to book Dr. Tsunade," Sasuke said as they sat in the waiting room. "But it's impossible to book her these days, even if you have money."

"It's okay. Dr. Shizune is her apprentice and a renowned doctor as well, second only to Dr. Tsunade." Hinata smiled, making sure Sasuke understood how grateful she was to just be here.

It was Friday and they were finally at Konoha hospital. Hinata was both excited and nervous. Behind that door was her chance of regaining her memories and every tick of the clock was making her heart beat fast. She wrung her hands together, trying to keep them from trembling too badly. She told herself she needed to calm down, being too nervous wouldn't be any help.

Noticing her nervousness, Sasuke decided to talk, distracting her from the nerves. "Maybe if Sakura's dream comes true, we will have a chance to meet Dr. Tsunade."

"Sakura's dream?" Hinata asked, for a moment forgetting her nervousness.

"Yeah. She wants to work at Konoha hospital and become Dr. Tsunade's apprentice. Dr. Tsunade's her idol. If that comes true, she can help you arrange an appointment with her."

"That is admirable." Hinata clapped her hands together, imagining Sakura in a white blouse and helping people who were in need - a hero without a cape. "I'm sure she will achieve her dream someday."

"She has already achieved half of it," Sasuke informed her. "She got accepted into Konoha Medical College, which is the first step to achieving her dream. Sakura is a smart and determined girl, I'm sure she will achieve whatever she sets her mind to."

"Including you?" Words blurted out of her mouth unexpectedly. When dark eyes looked at her, seemingly equally shocked, she squeaked, face turning bright red. "I'm so sorry. I don't know what I was thinking. Please forget what I said."

Instead of forgetting what she said, her words imprinted themselves in his mind. Sasuke wanted to know more. He wanted to know why she said what she said, what she had thought when she asked that question, and finally gave her the answer she wanted. "What do you think?"

Hinata wanted to turn away, to not answer his question but his dark eyes held her pale ones hostage, urging her to answer.

"U-Uhm... I think Sakura-san is a great girl." Hinata honestly thought so. Sakura was pretty. Her pink hair and green eyes made her stand out. And the fact that she got accepted into Konoha Medical College meant she was very smart too. A girl who was both pretty and smart was great, wasn't she?

"I heard from Ino that Sakura loves you and I got a little curious a-and... I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that."

"Curious about what?" Sasuke persisted. He didn't know what exactly he expected from her but seeing her blush brightly and flustered was amusing.

"A-About you and Sakura-san. She's been chasing you for a long time a-and…"

"We're friends. That's all." It was good to finally tell her that. Sasuke didn't want her to have any wrong ideas about his relationship with Sakura. He appreciated Sakura as a friend and that was all about them. There wasn't a moment in his life he considered her as his girlfriend. He had even planned from a young age that he would stay single for the rest of his life and die alone. People called it lonely but he called it free.

"I'm sorry. It's none of my business. You're not obligated to tell me anything about your life." She mumbled, feeling guilty.

"It's okay. I don't mind. It's not a secret anyway." He wouldn't tell her he wanted her to know but would make sure she knew and remembered it.

The door to the waiting room opened and a nurse came out with a clipboard in her right hand. Looking at the clipboard, she spoke the name of the next patient. "Hinata-san, please come in."

Hinata flinched, then rigidly stood up. Her nervousness was increasing and for an unknown reason, she glanced at Sasuke, as if to wait for an assurance from him. When he nodded his head, she took a deep breath and followed the nurse to Dr. Shizune's room.

Dr. Shizune's room smelled of sanitizing. It wasn't too uncomfortable because Hinata had spent a good amount of time in the hospital before and had somewhat gotten used to it. The room was mostly white just like her old hospital room but larger and looked more modern with some strange machines that she hadn't seen before.

"Hinata-san, please take a seat." Dr. Shizune said with a soft smile. She was a dark-haired woman who seemed to be in her 30s. Wearing a white blouse and fingers typing rapidly on a keyboard, she looked competent and professional. For a moment, Hinata imagined Sakura looking exactly like Dr. Shizune. A woman who earned her place at a national medical organization, respected and admired by everyone. And what about her? A baker at a small local bakery shop, always surrounded by butter, eggs, and flour. She loved what she was doing but sometimes she couldn't help but compare.

She heard that just like Sakura, Sasuke was going to college in 6 months. Not only Sasuke but everyone in her circle of friends were going as well. They would soon leave the small coastal town for the city and get educated while she was left alone.

"Hinata-san, what's wrong?" Dr. Shizune's voice pulled Hinata out of her depressing thoughts.

"N-Nothing. Sorry." She apologized, internally scolding herself. This was not the time to get depressed about something that wouldn't happen until 6 months later.

"Amnesia can cause a short attention span," Shizune said, scribbling something down her notebook.

"O-Oh, no. It's not… I was just thinking about something and got distracted." Hinata quickly denied it, waving her hands frantically.

"So…" Shizune mumbled, reading the clipboard that her nurse had given her earlier. "Amnesia caused by a head injury, often have a headache when waking up from sleep. And you don't remember anything about your past. Is that correct?"

Hinata nodded her head, didn't know what else to do. Amnesia wasn't something you could see with your eyes but it was in your head, it didn't hurt but it was depressing not knowing who you are. "I just want to know if there's a chance that I can regain my memories."

Crossing her arms over her head, Shizune sighed. It was one of the few moments that she felt useless. Research on amnesia was very limited and during her entire career, this was her first case. She doubted even Tsunade could help. Despite being the largest and most technical-advanced hospital in the country, Konoha hospital specialized in treating injuries rather than memory loss. Anything that couldn't be seen with the eyes was 10 times harder to treat.

"Do you have any difficulties forming new memories?" Shizune asked. As much as she found the case difficult, it made her curious.

"No. I remember new facts quite well. I only lost my old memories." Hinata said. She used to be afraid that she wouldn't be able to remember anything including new memories but it turned out that wasn't the case. She remembered every one of her new friends, their names, their traits, and Sasuke's favorite dish. "I t-think my memories… they're not lost. They're just buried somewhere in my head."

"Why do you think that?"

"I don't know how to explain it but sometimes, I have a spark of memories. Like, the herring soba was the favorite dish of someone and I once cried for no apparent reason." Once she finished explaining and looked at the doctor expectantly, Shizune tried to force a soft smile. She didn't understand what the girl was saying but she got that sometimes patients were overwhelmed by their emotions and couldn't explain themselves clearly.

She didn't want to disappoint the girl but couldn't lie to her either. To Shizune, creating false hope was worse than telling the truth and finally getting over it after some time. "I'm sorry, but I have to say that there's not much I can help you with."

Hinata's face fell, and her heart tightened. She had been so hopeful and now Shizune was telling her that she couldn't help her? "M-Maybe if I can have an appointment with Dr. Tsunade..." She tried again, clinging to a hope that was fading away, not willing to give up too soon.

"I doubt she can help you. We're specialized in treating injuries, not something like amnesia. In fact, your case is the first in my entire career."

"B-But maybe... Even if there's only a small chance..."

"Maybe there's a chance, but I don't know how to give you that chance." Shizune sighed. Reaching to the girl's hands in her lap, she tried to provide her with some warmth, comforting her. She suddenly felt like a big sister to the girl. "But you said you once cried for no apparent reason, so my guess is maybe your head injury wasn't what caused your amnesia."

"W-What do you mean?" Hinata asked, didn't know what she was implying. She had always believed her head injury had caused her amnesia and now Shizune was saying it hadn't? It was shocking, to say the least.

"Maybe something so traumatic happened to you that you just wanted to forget everything."

"Something traumatic?" Hinata mumbled, connecting every little memory she had for a possible explanation. She had cried for no apparent reason, her head hurt every time she tried to remember her past as if warning her not to remember. Because it would hurt her if she did?

"If your past was traumatic, isn't it better to just forget everything and start a new life? Maybe this is your real chance."

"If your past was traumatic, isn't it better to just forget everything and start a new life? Maybe this is your real chance."

Her appointment with Dr. Shizune had ended hours ago but her words kept lingering in her head. Deep inside her, she knew what Shizune said wasn't right. Something traumatic happening to her didn't mean she had never had good memories. It was life and it was about to get bad sometimes. But, Hinata thought, what else could she do?

It was midnight and she noticed Sasuke was making his bed, preparing to go to sleep. She had told him everything about her appointment and it was impossible to tell how he felt about it. Sasuke didn't say anything, their ride back to the town was eerily quiet. Maybe he was disappointed? Helped her book an appointment and then drove her 6 hours in total back and forth to Konoha only to find out that it was all for nothing. But maybe Sasuke was just being Sasuke? He was not a talkative person after all.

"Sasuke," Before he could turn off the light, Hinata gathered her courage to call his name.

"Hmm?" Looking at her, he waited for what she had to say.

Hinata left her bed to kneel beside his bed. There was something she wanted to tell him. "Although I can't regain my memories, I want you to know that I'm extremely grateful for you."

"I was thinking about what Dr. Shizune said." Sasuke sighed, finally telling her what was on his mind.

"Sasuke," She called her name again and unknown to her, a shiver ran down his spine. His name has never sounded so sweet, every syllable caressing his eardrum and luring him into an unknown territory where he had never been before. "I was also thinking about it."

"Tell me what you think."

"I think if I can't remember my past, at least I can form good new memories... with you and everyone." She said, looking up at him. His dark eyes widened a little because he had never seen her like this before. She looked fulfilled like she didn't have anything to regret about. She had done what she could, the rest was up to her fate.

She had a new life now, a job that she loved doing, friends that were kind and caring, and a man who saved and gave her that new life. A chance to forget a traumatic past and start a good new life, wasn't it great? What else could she ask for? She didn't have any regrets and he shouldn't too. He had already helped her a lot. She owed him her life.

"Sleep with me." His sudden request startled her. Ignoring her red face, he patted the space beside him, gesturing for her to get on his bed.

"N-No. It's okay. I will sleep on my... a-ah!" She didn't have a chance to stand up before she found herself already on his bed. He had gotten off his bed and carried her in his arms, all had happened in just a blink of an eye.

His arms wrapped around her, caging her within his body, blocking all possible escapes. He buried his nose into her hair, taking a deep breath of her lavender scent to distract himself from the fact that her breasts were pressing against his chest and they felt incredibly soft. Sasuke soon realized she didn't wear a bra and her nipples were poking through her shirt. He wondered if she realized that but he guessed she didn't because the girl was too busy blushing to pay attention to anything else.

She struggled a little but eventually gave up as his arms only tightened around her. Besides, his body was warm and he smelled nice. Within his arms, she felt safe and secure. It was moments like these that she realized her amnesia wasn't too bad because she had him.

Her body fit snugly against his. His hand trailed down until it reached her waist, gently keeping her in place. His legs tangled with hers, one wrong move and she would feel something was getting hard down there. Taking a deep breath, Sasuke tried to relax. He had gotten himself into this predicament so he had no one to blame but himself. Hinata was a shy, innocent girl and she would no doubt get scared if she knew he was getting hard.

The best thing to do was just let her go and sleep separately but he simply couldn't. He didn't want to.

"Sasuke," Her soft voice called him and he suppressed a curse under his breath. While he was trying his hardest to relax and get his dick to calm down, she easily made it excited again just by calling his name with that soft, innocent voice of hers. Was she really innocent or was she doing it purposely?

"Yes?" His voice was strangled and he noticed she looked worried.

"A-Are you having a fever?" She shyly asked, looking up at him with pale eyes filled with worry.

"Fever? Why would you think that?"

"Y-You are emitting too much heat, like a fever."

Yes. She was really innocent and it was going to kill him someday.

Taking a deep breath in and then breathing out slowly a few times, he was about to tell her he was okay but words stuck in his throat when he felt her fingers reach to his face and brushed some of his strayed hair out of his eyes. "You're sweating too. Maybe I should call Sakura-san."

Hinata startled and gasped and he suddenly grabbed her wrist, removing her hand from his face. Even his palm felt hot as fire and it burned her skin. He pulled her hand down and settled it between their bodies.

"No, I'm fine. Don't call her, or anyone." He didn't even realize he was sweating. His entire body was like a fire and he started panting. His attempt to calm down was futile. So this was what desires could do to a person?

"Are you really okay?" She couldn't help but worry. Just a few moments ago he was normal and now he was panting, sweating, and emitting so much heat.

"I'm okay." He said, more firmly this time. "Just go to sleep and I'll be fine."

She was about to protest but stopped as his dark eyes were warning her not to. He said he was okay and she should believe him.

Closing her eyes, she tried to sleep. It was a tiring day so as soon as she closed her eyes, she drifted into sleep, oblivious to the struggle Sasuke was having.

"Neji, please stop."

Tenten's plea went past Neji's ears as he went checking every single room in Konoha hospital.

Just this morning when he and Tenten were visiting Lee, he had seen Hinata. She had walked past Lee's room, seemingly not knowing he was there too. She looked a little skinnier, her hair was longer, and her face was pale but overall, she looked healthy. In his eyes, he only saw her. No one existed at this moment but the two of them. Everyone and everything faded into the background, including the man walking beside her.

Neji forgot how to breathe for a moment. Faster than lightning, he ran out of the room to find her. But one moment she was there, and the next moment she was nowhere to be seen. "Hinata!" He called, looking around frantically but found nothing. She just disappeared.

"Neji! Wait. What happened?" Tenten ran after him.

"I saw Hinata." He kept looking and searching, not going to give up easily.

"You must have been mistaken. I didn't see anything."

"I know what I saw." He lashed out at her, unable to keep himself composed.

They kept looking and searching everywhere. The hospital was large so it took them hours to make sure they didn't miss any corners. It was dark when they finished searching the entire building but never found anything.

Tenten was panting hard, trying to catch her breath. It wasn't easy searching in a large building like Konoha hospital. "Neji, even if Hinata was here, she already left."

The sight in front of her made her scared. He was gritting his teeth, fists squeezing so tight that the veins on his arms popped. He looked like he was going crazy. He looked like he was going to kill.

In her eyes, Neji was a polite, gentle, and kind man but the man in front of her right now barely looked like a man. He was a starving beast having his meal stolen.

Was Neji obsessed with Hinata? Because as much as they were cousins and family, this kind of behavior wasn't normal at all.

"Neji, please calm down. At least we know that she's still alive." Tenten tried but again, he paid her no attention.

Yes, Hinata was definitely alive and she wasn't bothered to come back to him. While he was living hell she was just out there walking around as if she hadn't made his life miserable. Was she playing with him, appearing in front of him for a few seconds and then disappearing just to mock him? How could she do that to him?

"Just wait until I find you." He ground out every word through his gritting teeth.

Neji used to think she was kidnapped and held hostage somewhere but it turned out she was totally free. She definitely was doing it to torture him for kissing Tenten. It was his fault and he didn't blame her but it didn't mean he would let her torture him like this. She could lash out at him, slap him across his face, call him a jerk but do not disappear from his life. And right now she was doing exactly that, which made his blood boil.

She might not want to be found but as if he cared about that. Once he found her, he would never let her go again even if it meant he had to tie her up and lock her in a room. Oh, he would love to do that. After begging for her forgiveness he would make sure she knew how foolish her plan of disappearing from his life was. She could struggle and beg him to stop but he would simply tie her up and fuck her into oblivion until his name was the only thing she could remember and her throat was sore from screaming his name.

"I have to go." It was a miracle that he still remembered Tenten was here. He heard her saying something about he was making her worried but he didn't reply to her nor did he even pay her any attention.

Taking long strides to his car, Neji got in and slammed the car door shut. Hinata clearly didn't know what he was capable of and in that case, he just had to show her.