And we're back!
Thanks again for the reviews and comment - I do plan on writing a chapter with Naruto's perspective, but first I gotta create the slow burn. What I thought was going to be a one-shot, has turned into another smutty chapter book.
If you are familiar with my writing, you will know that I love fluff and smut, so there will definitely be some fluffy/smutty cliff hangers while I write each chapter.
Do I believe that Naruhina has a strained marriage? No. I don't expect Kashimoto to write anything complex about their relationship in the future. After all, the spotlight is on the next generation anyway. I suppose this story comes from a longing for more in depth looks at the cannon relationships in Naruto. Kashimoto doesn't do romance (as he's stated before), Naruto/ Boruto is about ninjas, so one can only hope for tiny moments of affection in the anime/manga.
I hope you guys stay along for the ride. I have a feeling each of day of is gonna have it's own chapter ;)
ALSO! I decided to post this without much proofreading - so I'll be coming back to fix any in the future!
Chapter 4
Hinata quietly made her way next to Naruto and knelt down to see his face. Gently, she traced his whisker marks, stumbled chin and thin lips. Although he was in deep sleep, Hinata couldn't help but notice a stressed look on his face. She wondered if even in dreamland, Naruto worried about Konoha.
Hinata stood and bent down to his cheek and planted a soft kiss. Before leaning away, she caught sight of his lips….Hinata placed a soft kiss on top of his lips as well.
"Sleep well Naruto-kun." she whispered.
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It was soon after that the Uzumaki household had filled once again. Hanabi had stopped by to drop off Himawari - who had brought back many paintings for both her and her father, and Boruto had surprisingly came home on time.
"Where's the old man?" her son glared, stuffing his face with a large onigiri
"Bortuo," Hinata warned.
"Where's dad?" Boruto asked again, swiftly changing his tone.
Hinata sighed and picked up her glass."Your father is upstairs sleeping," taking a sip of her water.
"Wait what?!" Himawari replied.
"The old man is here and didn't even come down stairs?" Boruto continued, clearly annoyed.
"Why didn't papa come downstairs?" Himawari said sadly, forgetting the rice crumbs around her mouth.
Hinata smiled and took her napkin to gently wipe her face, "Your father had been ordered bed rest by Sakura-chan."
"Aunt Sakura?! W-well, I mean that doesn't mean he can't come downstairs." Boruto said, crossing his arms in the process.
"Boruto, your father was...sedated," Hinata murmured with a blush. Saying it out loud had felt crazier than it was in her head. Her son laughed.
"Oh man! Dad! Sedated?! By Aunt Sakura?! This is too good," he continued to guffaw. Himawari wasn't as thrilled as Boruto.
"Mama what does sedated mean?" clearly expressing her worries.
"It means papa was given medicine to help him sleep," Hinata giggled.
"Will he be okay?" she pressed.
"Yes Hima," Hinata said softly, placing a kiss on top of her head, "papa will be extra excited to see you tomorrow. You can color all the paintings you want with him this week."
"Week?" Boruto chimed in.
"Yes, Sakura-chan ordered five days of rest for your father."
"Woah...so, so is papa going to stay in your room everyday?" Himawari asked.
"Mmmm," Hinata pondered, tapping her chin, "maybe? Your papa needs rest, but he can still help around the house," she finished with a wink.
"Sounds like a vacation to me," Boruto muttered.
"Boruto," Hinata warned him again.
"Okay, okay!" he stammered, "I-I'm just trying to understand," he said sheepishly.
"Me too Boruto," she replied, earning a surprised look from her son. Hinata smiled and started gather the plates from the table, "Your father could barely stand when he came home today….his time here at home is for his health, but I am sure your father wants to spend time with both of you this week," she leaned down and kissed the top of Boruto's blonde head, "Don't waste this time."
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After a quick clean of the kitchen, Hinata made her way to her bedroom. As she walked in, realized he was still in his day clothes. Before undressing herself, she decided to strip Naruto, gently lifting arms and legs to slide each article of clothing off and replacing them with another. She then tucked him tenderly into the sheets, making sure to cover him blankets. She then began her own routine, making her way to her their bathroom to wash her face, brush her teeth and hair, and eventually sliding into her silk slip.
Hinata silently made her way towards her bed, keeping mindful of her sleeping husband. The sheets felt like heaven after her long day, and she couldn't help but snuggle herself close to Naruto. His warmth made her feel whole again. It was a comfort she had missed last night, as well as the many other nights he had had to stay late at the office.
She carefully reached her hand to stroke his stubble, tracing his cheekbones, to his whiskers, down to his jawline and neck. Even after all their years of marriage, she still thought of him as the most handsome man in the world. The kindest, the strongest, the most determined. The pride she felt for him could not be put to words. He was Hokage after all.
Hinata rose slightly to lean over his sleeping form to plant two kisses on his face. Once on his scratchy cheek, and the other on his warm lips.
"Goodnight Naruto-kun," she whispered.
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It was in the early hours of the morning that Naruto began to stir. The pressure on his bladder had disrupted his otherwise peaceful sleep, causing him to awkwardly groan his way out of bed. It was in the blinding light of the bathroom that he noticed his pajamas. "When did this happen?" he asked himself, silently reviewing the events of the evening's shenanigans. He had also noticed the stale taste of his mouth and eagerly brushed his tongue and teeth. Once finished, he quietly shuffled out of the bathroom. He peered across his bedroom, taking in the form of his sleeping wife. "It was you, wasn't it Hina?" he realized. A contradicting feeling of adoration and worthlessness washed over him. "I don't deserve you..."
Naruto crawled back into bed and reached for Hinata, snaking his arm around his waist in the process. He pulled her into his chest and kissed her head with a sigh. "I promise I'll fix this," he silently commented.
Hinata let out a content sigh and pressed herself closer to his chest. They were both half-awake now, both reveling in the warmth of their bodies and peaceful silence of dusk.
"Naruto-kun?" she whispered, turning her head to see his tired eyes.
"Go back to sleep Hina, I'm sorry I woke you," he whispered back, squeezing her tighter to him.
She hummed back, and reached for his arm to plant a kiss, "no need to be sorry Anata."
"It's early Hina, I don't want you to be tired today," he murmured, burying his face into her soft hair, "I was being too loud."
Hinata carefully turned around in his arms to face him, clearly not caring about the early start to the day. She placed a kiss on his chest then peered up to see his deep blue eyes.
"We can stay like this then," smiling to him.
Naruto lowered his head down to capture her lips, only to receive her turned cheek.
"N-naruto-kun, I need to brush my teeth," she whispered, feeling heat rise to her face. Hinata heard a chuckle and a hand cup her cheek.
He turned her head to face him and gave her a cheeky smile, "Hina, I don't mind." He placed another soft kiss on her forehead and continued, "Pease…" he murmured again, kissing her other cheek, "please let me kiss you."
Hinata closed her eyes and leaned forward letting his lips press against hers. He gingerly kissed her back, moving her soft lips with his. The room slowly filled with the sounds lips parting over and over again, as well as the shift of their cotton sheets.
Naruto then licked her bottom lip, asking for permission to enter her deeper. Hinata eagerly obliged. He gently began licking and sucking her tongue in between kisses, feeling the heat rise between their bodies. She then let out a soft moan, wrapping her arms around his neck as he continued.
"How long has it been?" he painfully thought. How long had it been since he had embraced her this way? Even after all these years, kissing his wife was still exhilarating. He responded to her moans with deeper kisses, turning his head sideways as he devoured her mouth. Hinata simply crumbled further.
It was after a few moments that he broke with a loud breath, resting his forehead against hers.
"Hina," he breathed heavily.
"Yes Anata?" she breathed back.
Naruto gulped and closed his eyes, "I'm sorry."
She scrunched her eyebrows in response, "for what?"
"F-for not appreciating you."
"Naru-"
"I promised you happiness," he cut her off, "A-and I'm sorry i-if I haven't given y-you….that," he ended with a hitch.
Hinata could not for the life of her understand why he was saying these things. "But I am happy Naruto-kun," she assured him, cupping his cheek with love.
"Hina, I-I've been so busy….and I haven't been here a lot…" he said shamefully, trying his best to keep his emotions in check.
Hinata sighed and hugged him in return. It was painful to be reminded of the unkind thoughts she had been having the day before.
"It has been a bit lonely, but I also understand your duty to this village Anata," she squeezed him tighter, "A-and I understand that with this responsibility comes sacrifice."
"But I don't want to sacrifice you!" his words were full of hurt and regret, "I-You, and the kids - you are my family, you are my wife Hinata….your happiness matters too ," he had broken from their hug to cup her face with both hands. "Hina….I promised you that." Her eyes had begun to water from his desperation, but she fought losing her composure. "Don't hide your feelings from me Hinata," he continued.
A tear spilled from her eye and Naruto gently wiped it away, he watched as his precious wife slowly began to shake in his grasp. He pulled her to his chest and wrapped his arms behind her, letting her release all the emotions she had been repressing.
"I miss you," she whispered in between her hiccups. The tears had slowed, and what was left were her shaky breaths against his shirt. "But I also feel selfish for feeling this way…." she trailed off quietly.
Naruto's hold around her and did not waver. He had listened to her quiet tears without interrupting her thoughts, yet the moment she had spoken those words he had become irritated.
"Hinata, you are not selfish in any way," he sternly spoke, "If anyone has been selfish, it has been me."
She pulled away from his embrace and cupped his face with her hands, exasperated by his reply, "Naruto-kun you are not selfish!"
"Neither are you Hina!"
"You are the Hokage, your duty to this village is not selfish!"
"It is when I neglect my family!"
"My feelings are small compared to the welfare of the village!"
"Hina...Hina, do you hear yourself?" Naruto couldn't believe her reasoning. Yes his responsibility was greater than most men in the village, but it didn't mean that his wife was any lesser than the citizens of Konoha. She didn't have to sacrifice herself for him. One Huyga was enough. And, it was a sacrifice he will never take for granted. Naruto, raised her hand to his lips and planted a kiss onto her knuckles, "Hinata, this marriage was made from love not duty….my wife's welfare matters to me, my kid's welfare, our families welfare. I never wanted something like that to be sacrificed. My happiness resides here just as much as that office. I am just as much husband as I am Hokage."
His words had rendered her silent. It had been doubt that had kept her quiet for the past few months. Her desires and concerns had been tucked away because of subconscious fears of their marriage. And slowly she realized it had been a long time since she had last expressed her feelings to him. After the chunin exams and the countless close calls their son had experienced the past couple of months, Hinata had chosen to shut herself down and be one less burden to her husband. "Since when had I started thinking this way?! Since when did I think I was a 'burden' to him?" she was shocked at her own analysis.
"I-I...I guess the last couple of months have been hard on us…." she spoke quietly, too embarrassed to look into his eyes, "I-I guess….I didn't….want to be one more thing you had to….worry about."
"As my family, of course I worry about you - all of you," he whispered.
"N-no! I-well-I didn't want to….be a burden." she clarified, still not looking at him.
Naruto grabbed her face and kissed her hard. It was a desperate kiss, one where both were dizzy and oxygen-deprived.
"H-Hinata!" he gasped, breaking away from her soft lips, "You are and will never will be a burden to me. You nor our kids. My family will never be a burden to me, no matter how difficult things get." He stared deeply into her eyes, watching her breathe heavily from both his kiss and words. "You said you missed me, right?" and she hesitantly nodded her head in response, "Well guess what Hina, I missed you too," planting another searing kiss onto her lips.
Hinata was no longer the only one moaning and groaning between their kisses. Naruto also responded to her lips, as well as the caress of her fingers along his skin. They had entangled themselves together, their lips fighting for dominance as they released their emotions onto each other.
It had been a long time since they had made out like this. Their desperation for each other was palpable, and both could feel each other's wants.
As the passion intensified, so did Naruto's wandering hands. Her breasts were the first to be massaged, then her behind. Each squeeze and pull from his hands made her moan louder into his mouth.
It was when his hand had trailed to her thigh that she knew where his mind was headed. She quickly broke from his deep kisses and peered at the clock, all while trying to control her breathlessness.
"Hina, we have time," he teased, cupping her panty covered sex.
She giggled and moaned at the same time, knowing how much they both craved this kind of touch, "Anata, It's almost 6:30."
"So?" he replied, slowly rubbing his thumb over her sensitive nub. She gasped again and began moving his hips with his hands.
"The k-kids," she stammered, "They have s-school, a-and I n-need to- OHHH," he had slipped a finger inside her. With her panties moved to the side, she was at his mercy.
"So wet," he murmured onto her neck, "and ready for me," he continued to tease.
"Naruto-kun…." she whimpered, feeling a second digit enter her folds.
All worries of breakfast and school were thrown out the window in that moment. All Hinata could concentrate on was the rub and pump of his fingers as well as the circling of his thumb on top of her clit.
He expertly rubbed the ridges of her g-spot within her and began to create his patterns. Simultaneously, he pressed and circled her bundle of nerves, reveling at his wife's squirming form.
"N-Naruto-kun!" she gasped, trying to muffle her cries with a hand.
He was quickly winding her up, feeling the walls around her fingers twitch and spasm. Hinata deserves to start her day with a high, and his mission was to take her there.
Rub, rub, circle, circle….rub, rub, circle, circle….he continued with his skilled hands.
"Haahhh...haaahhh!" Hinata panted.
Rub, circle, circle, rub….rub, circle, circle, rub….never wavering from his pace.
"N-Naru-HHHAAAHHH, HAAHHH," she kept panting to him.
RUB, CIRCLE, RUB, CIRCLE….almost there!
BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!
Both jumped from the sound of their alarm. Naruto swung haphazardly at the cock-blocking machine and after a few taps and pokes, he finally shut it off.
"Fuck," he chuckled, embracing his wife again. She giggled in his arms and planted a kiss on his shoulder.
"I need to get up," Hinata whispered in his neck. Naruto groaned in response.
"But I didn't-" Naruto began before being interrupted by her kiss.
"The academy is more important right now," she smiled.
"Ugh, I had you so close though," he mumbled, still annoyed at the untimely interruption.
She couldn't help but chuckle at his bruised ego. The alarm had interrupted their heated touches, yet that didn't mean the rest of the day had to be the same. Hinata was feeling particularly bold and reached up to nibble his ear. Naruto groaned instantly.
"The rest of the day is ours Naruto-kun." she teased, and before he could trap her under his body she quickly left their bed in search of clothing.
"Don't waste this time," she remembered, smiling at Sakura's last words, "I won't."
Angsty, fluffy and smutty, just what the doctor ordered.
As I stated before the chapter, I may or may not write a chapter for each of Naruto's 'bedrest' days haha
Anyway, thanks for the support and stay tuned for the rest of the story!
