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"This is good."
Hinata couldn't help but blush madly as she heard him muttered between their kisses. After the embarrassing "gay incident", he had kissed her more often. He never waited until day 5 to kiss her, usually day 4 or sometimes even day 3, it depended on how many enemies they encountered.
They had encountered some of his enemies and luckily they were not the formidable ones. Nothing that I can't handle as Sasuke had said to her. They were mostly bounty hunters who wanted his head for money and were foolish enough to think that they could defeat him.
She let out a squeak of surprise as one of his hand snaked around her waist. His palm pressed against her lower back, further pushing her into him though there was already very little space between them. Her breasts were pressed against his muscled chest and while she didn't know if he was aware of it, she certainly was. She guessed he wasn't though, he was too indulged in their kisses to barely notice it. Or he simply didn't care. But she did.
Her hands rose, slender fingers putting on his shoulders to try to push him away, though very slightly as his arms had secured her closely to him. Every time she opened her mouth to tell him to slow down he would crash his lips to hers and swallowed every word she was about to say.
Pushing at his shoulders was futile, so she had to try another way. Her hand lowered, then slowly slid between their chests, trying desperately to create a barrier between them. She knew what she was doing was absurd, but she just couldn't let her chest press so closely against his that just a small movement was enough to create friction. This way at least there was something between them.
Her hands were meant to spread on his chest to prevent their chests from touching, but as his lips sucked lightly at her tongue, her fingers unconsciously curled around his shirt, gripping it tightly in her hands. Her lips felt his soft lips while her hands appreciated his hard chest. She normally would never dare to touch any man, but every time his tongue licked her lips or his teeth nibbled on her bottom one, she was lost. She panted heavily, finding it hard to breathe as if every breath she took he stole it from her. Her hands now had succumbed to their curiosity as they sought his chest and finally, grasp the right one.
One of his hand tangled in her indigo hair, adjusting her head until he found the best angle to kiss her. He closed his eyes, but not fully. He could saw her flushed cheeks and her indigo hair fell over her shoulders, veiling her face from the outside world. It's like her kissing face was reserved for him only. And he liked it that way. The thought of someone else seeing the face he was seeing right now really made his hands tingle with electricity. This must be an effect of the potion. He vaguely thought as his teeth bit on her bottom lip. Or I'm just too possessive. Sasuke decided it was both. Although this girl was not his girlfriend or his wife, once he put his lips on hers, only him was allowed to kiss her, at least until Orochimaru fixed him. From now until that day, he would gladly kill anyone who dared to put their filthy mouths on hers.
He didn't have to have her so close to him to kiss her. They could always kiss with plenty of space between them, but somehow his arms always sought her waist and brought her closer to him. It just felt natural having her close while kissing her. Her frantic heartbeat told him he was doing it right. Her pants assured him that she didn't find his kisses disgusting. It's sounded like he needed her approval, but it's actually very far from that. Her submission. He wanted her to submit to him, to know that it's not only his heart that beat faster, his breath that was heavier but hers too.
Her lavender scent filled his senses. It's calming and soothing. It was everywhere, in her indigo hair, on her skin, on her clothes and even on him. It always lingered on him faintly for hours after they kissed. He knew he had his own scent too and it probably would linger on her just like hers did on him. He just didn't know how his scent was like. He never let anyone close to him enough to know how he smelled like. That, of course, didn't count the Inuzuka boy as he could sniff out every scent from miles away. Sandalwood, maybe? Or more exactly, a combination of electricity and fire. He decided it didn't really matter.
He felt the heat radiating from her, though it's not something he was unfamiliar with. In fact, he deemed she had to have a fire element because of all the blush she produced whenever she was around Naruto. But now, there was no Naruto around, only him and her, their mouth connecting and the kissing sounds and their heavy breaths filled the room.
He sat with his back pressing against the cold wall and she was sitting on his lap, which she probably didn't know how she got into this position with him and so did he. One moment they're kissing and the next moment he had had her sit on his lap. Then, her breasts were pressing against his chest. The sensation had him flinch for a moment. Even being hidden beneath layers of clothes, he could still feel how soft and warm her breasts were. True, he had always had her close to him while kissing her, but never this close. His first instinct was to push her slightly away, not too far, but at least far enough so that their chests wouldn't be touching, but he found himself doing nothing. He felt like a pervert and was a little alarmed by that.
He vaguely noticed her hands were put on his shoulders in a futile attempt to push him away and he instinctively tightened his arms around her. His teeth sank into her bottom lip as if to tell her do not try to struggle. He kissed her the way he wanted and this was how he would like it to be: her sitting on his lap and her body pressing against his, that included her breasts. He knew he was being ridiculous, but well, let's assume it was an effect of the potion. In fact, everything happened between them he would blame it on Orochimaru and his damn potion, though in the back of his mind he knew only Orochimaru could know if this was an effect of the potion or not.
He quickly pushed the thought out of his mind, focusing on her lips. Just when he thought she wouldn't try to protest him anymore she proved him wrong. Her hands slid between their chests, trying to create a barrier between them. He sucked lightly on her tongue and smirked as her hands gripped his shirt. He knew exactly what to do to make her weak and her head spin. He continued kissing her, finding that having her hands on his hard chest wasn't that bad, as long as they didn't try to push him away. Now her soft hands had probably forgotten their mission of preventing their chests from touching and chose to feel his muscles instead. Sasuke never expected what she did next though. She grasped his right chest. To have her slender fingers spread on his chest was one thing, but to grasp it? He flinched. The kiss ended abruptly and she looked at him in surprise, didn't know why he stopped, her hands still on his chest.
"You are groping me." He said.
Her pale eyes trailed down until they landed on her right hand which was grasping his right chest while her left hand was gripping his shirt. She let out a scream in horror and scrambled back frantically. "I-I'm so sorry." She stammered. "I d-didn't know w-what I w-was d-doing and I-I j-just... I didn't mean t-to g-grope y-you... I'm s-sorry. P-Please, forgive m-me..."
Sasuke felt his lips curl into a smirk seeing her so flustered. She almost screamed in terror as he suddenly grabbed her wrist and the next thing she knew was she was laying down with him straddling her, again. This seemed to be his favorite position. Her face was getting redder and redder if it's even possible. At this rate, she's afraid that she might faint soon. Fainting didn't sound too bad though, if it meant she could escape from this embarrassing moment, even just for a few hours.
Her heartbeat quickened as he leaned down until his face was merely a few inches from hers. "No," he said. "You can't faint just yet. I'm not done kissing you." Without waiting for her reply, his lips brushed hers lightly in a chaste kiss. She squirmed beneath him, in her head thinking that this position was far worse than the first one.
"Get off me." She managed to say without stuttering.
"Why?"
"Y-You're too heavy."
"Too heavy?" He smirked. "You're a kunoichi. I'm sure you've endured much heavier weights than me."
"B-But I... Ah!"
He didn't let her finish as he flipped her over. Now it's him who was being straddled by her. "Better?" He asked, but he didn't give her time to answer him. His hand slid into her indigo hair, cupping the back of her head and pulling her down for an ardent kiss. His tongue sought hers, sucking at it lightly before biting her bottom lips. A small whimper could be heard from her and he had to bite back a groan. He altered between biting, sucking and licking. If biting hurt her a little bit, he would quickly soothe her by a gentle lick of his tongue. He made sure no place in her mouth was left untouched. His breath mingled with hers, warm and quick. There were too little air and too much heat.
He only paused briefly when he needed air. It only took him a few seconds to take a breath before resuming to ravish her mouth again. Their kisses continued like that until his chakra was fully recovered. His hand retreated from her indigo hair, allowing her to pull back. She was still straddling him and before she could get off him, he quickly sat up, his right hand grabbed her face, turning it toward him. Her face was still red and it probably would be that way a lot until they found Orochimaru. He noticed she didn't look at him, and he was right in front of her. In fact, her pale eyes looked anywhere but him. His thumb slowly traced her lips, making her flinch and her eyes unconsciously look at him, just like how he wanted her to.
Her lips were red and swollen from all the kissing he had done to her. They're a little wet and looked even plumper than they did usually. "Does it hurt?" He asked.
"E-Eh?" Her pale eyes widened, not sure what he meant.
"Your lips," he said, "Does it hurt?" Yeah, he knew he was a little rough with her and he had no excuses for that. This was simply how he liked to kiss her, but if it really did hurt her, he might reconsider it.
"U-Uhm..." She began, didn't know how to respond to him.
"I'll try to be more gentle next time." Never in his life did he imagine there was a day when he said that to anyone.
"Y-You don't have to." She muttered.
"It hurts you."
"But you like it that way."
He liked it that way? When was the last time someone gave a damn about what he liked? Naruto wanted him to return to Konoha because he believed it's the best for him. Sakura chased after him, wanting to go with him because she was worried about him. She believed she could help him. Both of them cared about him, not what he wanted. What he wanted might not be what's the best for him, but it's his life and his choices.
"You should stand up for yourself more. " He said. This girl was so unselfish.
"I d-didn't say I don't like it."
"You like it?" He looked at her in surprise. Did he imagine it or she really said that she liked how he kissed her?
"I-I..." She stuttered. "I d-don't dislike it. It hurt a little when you bit me, but then you licked it s-so I don't t-think I was in any pain." Her face was getting redder and redder that can put any tomatoes in shame.
"Well, I never expect that from you." He let the corner of his lips curl into a smirk. "The shy, timid Hinata likes rough kisses.
"I don't." This was getting more and more embarrassing and she felt like she was going to faint soon.
"Don't lie. You even groped me."
"I didn't even know I was doing it." She cried.
"That means you like it."
"I said I don't dislike it doesn't mean I like it."
"Do you?" He asked, now looking straight at her pale eyes, daring her to lie to him.
"I don't w-want to talk about this anymore." She was about to get off him but found herself couldn't move as his arm had already sneaked around her waist, trapping her in his lap. She squirmed on his lap, trying to struggle against him though she knew it was all futile. She couldn't escape him until she gave him an answer. But she couldn't. She would die from embarrassment before she could tell him she liked his kisses. Her hands covered her face, trying to hide her bright blush from his dark eyes. She squeaked as his hand grabbed at her wrists and forced her to lower her hands.
"No," He said. "Do not hide. Tell me, do you like my kisses or not?"
"Please, I don't want to talk about this."
"Why? You dared to grope me and now you can't tell me if you like my kisses or not."
"P-Please, I-I..."
"Just tell me yes or no."
And she fainted. She went limp in his arm, leaving him frustrated.
He cursed inwardly. He should have seen that coming. Giving a sigh, he laid her on the bed and pulled a cover on her. He would let her rest for now, but if she thought she could get away with it by fainting then she was completely wrong. He was determined to get her to admit that she liked his kisses and he still had 4 months to do that.
Sasuke decided he would get some food while she was resting. He created a clone to watch over her while he was out. Looking at her the last time, he noticed her blush had subsided a little, giving her cheeks a pink hue. He didn't think he had ever seen someone who could blush that brightly and he wondered if it was healthy for her.
He left the room, closing the door with a small click. They had arrived in this village this morning and were currently stayed at a small inn. This village was small, surrounded by mountains upon mountains and so well-hidden from the outside world that he doubted the villagers knew about the Great War. They probably didn't know about him or about his dark past. They didn't look at him with fear in their eyes or whisper things about him behind his back To them he was a traveler stopping by their village for shelter.
The village didn't have many people. The street wasn't bustling with people going around as if they didn't have better things to do. He looked around, wondering what he should get for dinner. Although the village was small, it had lots of eating places. The thing was when you have lots of options, you wouldn't know what to choose. Grilled fish and miso soup didn't sound too bad, or omelet? Hinata wasn't ap picky eater so she probably would eat whatever he got for her.
He stopped at a small eatery. This place looked clean and smelled quite good. He ordered two takeouts and five minutes later the waiter brought him a bag with 2 boxes in it. He paid for the takeouts and quickly left the eatery.
In his way back, something caught his attention. Tucked away in a corner was a small cosmetic shop. The shop looked vacant as if it hadn't had any customers for months. The only person in the shop was the owner who looked like even she herself was tired of her slow business.
Sasuke knew something was wrong with him as he contemplated going to that shop. He couldn't imagine there would be a day when he would even consider going to a cosmetics shop. A place where only ladies go to, what was there for him? It's not for him, but for Hinata.
He was reluctant. If Naruto knew he was going to a cosmetic shop he would never stop laughing at him. But Naruto wasn't here. In fact, there was no one here except him and the shop owner and she didn't even know him. He would go there, ask the owner what he should buy because obviously, he didn't know a thing about cosmetics, pay for the product and get out of this damn place. It would only take five minutes. But he didn't want to go there. He wasn't compelled to get her anything and it's not like she would ever complain. And that's where the problem laid. She never complained. Though she had already told him it didn't hurt, he simply didn't believe her. Something tugged at his heart as he remembered how red and swollen her lips looked after kissing him.
After much reluctance, he gave a sigh and walked to the shop. The owner noticed him immediately and beamed at him. Finally, a customer! "How can I help you?" Her smile, if possible, was even wider.
"I need something for my..." He paused for a moment, wasn't sure how to address Hinata. They weren't friends or strangers, they just kissed a lot due to a weird circumstance. "... company." He decided the word "company" was good for now.
"Can you be more specific? What exactly do you need? It's something for her browns, eyelashes, skin or..."
"Her lips. I want something for her lips."
"What is her skin tone? Though I have some lipstick colors that can match any skin tone."
"I don't know. I just kiss her a lot."
"E-Eh?" The owner's jaw almost dropped as she stared at him incredulously.
"I kiss her a lot that her lips look red and swollen after kissing me. Do you have anything that can help with that?"
"You can try to kiss her less." She said, in her head thinking this man was weird.
"I can't."
"I think this may be what you need." She looked at rows of makeup, finally picked out something and gave it to him.
"What is this?" He asked, looking at the small stick in his palm.
"Lip balm. It's made of honey and coconut oil and can help moisturize the lips." To be honest, she didn't think his company would need a lip balm, but she simply couldn't let her first customer in days walk away without buying anything.
"I'll take it." He said and gave the woman some money.
"Do you want something else for her?" She suggested, trying to get him to buy more. Without waiting for his reply, she took out a palette. "This is powder blush. It can give her a subtle, flattering flush that looks really pretty."
Sasuke paused, looking at the palette for a moment. In his head, he could see her face getting redder and redder, hotter and hotter until she fainted. "She doesn't need that." And he left before the woman could say more. Her blush could put any blush palettes in shame.
She woke up with a start. Quickly sat up, she looked around and soon her pale eyes landed on the man who had haunted her dreams, asking her if she liked his kisses or not. He was busy looking at the map, didn't pay her any attention but she had no doubt that he had already known that she was no longer asleep.
"S-Sasuke..." She called hesitantly.
"Dinner is ready." He said, closing the map.
"U-Uhm..." She fidgeted with her fingers but eventually forced them apart. This was a bad habit she had managed to give up but still came back when she was extremely nervous. "I-I..."
"Let's eat first. Whatever you want to say can wait."
"O-Okay." She muttered. Actually, it could wait forever as she didn't want to talk about it. If he didn't mention it, she would act as if nothing had happened.
She looked inside the box to see what their dinner was. There were rice, miso soup, fish cakes, and some steamed vegetables. She glanced at his box, seeing that he had the same box as her.
They ate in silence. The food was good, she noticed, but it would have been better if her mind didn't constantly replay the embarrassing moment a few hours ago. Even now her blush hadn't subsided completely and her cheeks were still a little red. None of this would have happened if her damn hand hadn't groped him. She didn't even know she was doing it. It just happened. It seemed she could never control herself whenever their kisses got too hot.
Her blush deepened as she reminisced how firm his chest felt in her palm and that made her felt like a pervert. She knew most shinobi had good physique and she had seen it before, she just never touched it, let alone groped it. Her father must be ashamed of her and Hanabi would definitely tease her for the rest of her life. As if I would ever tell them. She thought to herself, willing herself to calm down.
"Why are you blushing?"
She jumped at his voice, pale eyes looked up at him in embarrassment. "I-I..."
"Thinking about my chest?"
"W-What? N-No..."
"Hn." He shrugged, the smirk at the corner of his lips told her he didn't believe a word she said.
Okay, she did think about his chest, but not really. She just thought about how embarrassed she was and she had no one to blame but herself, definitely not about the firm and taut muscle that was his chest and that it's even better than what Sakura and Ino used to gossip about when they're kids and that she had the privilege to not only touch it but also grope it. God, what am I thinking? She tried to stop herself from thinking about it, but the more she tried, the more vivid the memory of that embarrassing moment became.
Sasuke looked at her in amusement. She probably didn't even know that she had stopped eating. This girl really couldn't hide her emotions as they're so transparent in her pale eyes. The way she fidgeted with her fingers but then forced them apart or how she kept her head down to avoid looking at him, all those things told him she was mortified.
"And you haven't given me an answer to my question earlier." He said in a monotonous tone.
"I-I don't know..." She cried out. "Why do you insist on knowing?"
That made him paused. Why did he want to know so badly? Or better, why did he want her to tell him that she liked his kisses though he already knew she did? She was an open book that even if she told him that she disliked it he could easily say she was lying and would do everything to make her change her answer. That made him sound like a jerk, but he simply hated lying. But that doesn't explain why he wanted her to admit that she liked his kisses.
His eyes scowled at her and that really unnerved her. It was as if he was telling her to not question him in return and just stop being stubborn and spit it out already and that they still had 4 months which involved lots of kissing and one way or another he would eventually make her admit it. She really had no way out.
"I like it, okay?" She finally cried out.
His only answer was a smirk that made her even more embarrassed. Finally, he got what he wanted. He watched in amusement as her hands cover her flushed face, though he expected no less from her. She was Hinata after all, the shyest and most timid girl in the world.
She let out a squeak as his hand grabbed at her wrists, revealing her blushing face to him. He pulled her hand towards him, fished something out of his pocket and put it in her palm.
"Lip balm?" She said in confusion, not really understood why he gave it to her.
"Your lips look red and swollen after kissing me so..." Though his face didn't show it, he found this moment was quite awkward and wanted it to pass quickly as when he was at the cosmetic shop.
"T-Thanks." She said, still couldn't believe that he got her a lip balm.
"The shop owner said it can help moisturize the lips."
Now she got it. Sasuke probably didn't even know what lip blam was. He just bought it because the shop owner recommended it to him. To be honest, she didn't think she needed a lip balm. It was used mainly to moisturizer and relieve chapped and dry lips, which her lips were not. She could have told him that the shop owner had tricked him to buy her product, but she wouldn't. This lip balm showed that he cared and that he wasn't a selfish jerk who only loved himself as people made him out to be. But he bought this lip balm because he thought that he had hurt her, which wasn't true at all, so besides a thank you, there's still something else she needed to tell him.
"My lips are okay." She said softly. "You didn't hurt me."
"The redness and swollen tell me I did."
"It's normal for them to look like that after..." She hesitated a little before continuing. "... Being kissed l-like how you kissed me."
His only reply was his infamous "Hn", and she couldn't help but smile to herself. Somehow she could feel that this time he believed her. He could be kind when he wanted to and never in her life did she think she would be one of the few people who had the privilege to experience it.
Maybe Naruto was right after all, that Sasuke wasn't so bad and he was still human. Hinata suddenly realized that she hadn't thought about Naruto until now.
Too submerged in her thoughts, she didn't notice he had stood up and walked to the bed. Only when his voice broke the silence she was pulled out of her reverie. "I'm going to sleep." He said, laying down on the bed.
"Uhm... O-Okay. Good night." She mumbled. "I'm going to take a shower."
He didn't reply to her, only turned away with his back facing her.
Hinata quietly walked to the bathroom and closed the door, didn't forget to lock it. The bathroom was simple. It has a toilet, a bathtub, a shower, and a mirror.
She quickly removed her clothes and turned on the shower. Drop after drop of water fell over her body washing away any dirt and grime that had accumulated on her skin. After days of traveling in the forest, she finally had a hot bath and couldn't help but give a sigh of contentment.
After a while, she turned off the shower, deciding to use the bathtub. It usually didn't take long for her to bath, but she might have to wait a very long time before she could have a nice hot bath again, so why not enjoy it while she could? She placed the plug securely, added a little lavender oil, in her head thinking that this probably was one of the best inns she had ever stayed at, and turned on the tap.
Dipping her fingers into the water, she was pleased to find it was just right for her. She quickly got inside and another sigh of contentment escaped her lips as the warm water enveloped her. The sweet aroma of the lavender oil lingered on her skin and on her hair, relaxing her even more and she found herself humming a familiar tune softly. Leaning her head back, she closed her eyes and let the warm water caress her body as her mind wandering somewhere else.
Even now, she still couldn't believe that he had bought a lip balm for her. This wasn't the first time she was given something by a guy, but somehow this time was different. Maybe it's different because it's not just any guy but the last Uchiha who she had never given much thought about, until now. She felt a small smile tugged at the corner of her lips as she thought of the exact reason why he had bought the lip balm because he thought he hurt her. If she had ever imagined herself in a situation like this, she would wish that that guy would have blonde hair and blue eyes, but she found herself didn't. She was fine with him having dark hair and onyx eyes and just being Sasuke. Truthfully, that fact frightened her a little bit.
She even admitted to him that she liked his kisses. Though it's very embarrassing, she thought she knew why she liked it. Because it made her feel wanted and alive. It's such a foreign and pleasant feeling that she wanted to experience it again and again. She wondered if Sasuke felt the same, but then quickly shook her head to banish that thought. It was such a ridiculous thought of her to even consider the possibility of him liking their kisses. Even if he did, she could picture him in her mind shrugging his shoulders and nonchalantly saying "I like it only because the potion makes me feel that way." How could he like it on his own anyway? He didn't even like girls. He didn't like the kisses, he just liked the feeling of chakra returning to his body and giving back his power.
When she imagined how she would like to be kissed, it's always gently and softly, absolutely never involved tongue or teeth and off course, she couldn't imagine anyone kiss her but Naruto. Sasuke had shattered her fantasies. He made her realize that her first kiss would never be Naruto. He showed her how to kiss and to be kissed and that a kiss could make her pant heavily for air and her head spin. He proved to her that hungry kisses could be just as satisfying as chaste kisses and that she was capable of enjoying it. Her cheeks heated as the memories of their kisses came flooding back, accompanying it was how she had grasped his chest in her hand. What worse was that she couldn't seem to erase that memory. Even now she could still feel the firmness and tenseness of it. This is so embarrassing. She thought as she tried to push all of that from her mind. Deciding that being alone here would only make her think of what she shouldn't, she quickly got out of the bathtub, grabbed the towel and wrapped it securely around her body. Her nice hot bath had been ruined by no one but her.
Hinata stood before the mirror, her right hand rose to wipe the steam. Her own face was soon revealed, pale eyes staring back at her. Her cheeks were a little pink, from the hot bath or out of embarrassment, she wasn't sure. In fact, there were lots of things she wasn't sure, such as whether or not her liking his kisses was just an effect of the potion or why none of the thoughts of Naruto had crossed her mind for a while.
Her pale eyes trailed to her lips, her mind replayed how his thumb traced her bottom lip asking her if it's hurt. It really doesn't hurt. She thought, but quickly push that thought away. Her heart was racing and she had to stop thinking about it.
Her hand found the lip balm in the pocket of her jacket. Take a deep breath, she wiped the mirror one more time before applying the lip balm on her lips. The lip balm had no colors, but somehow it made her feel prettier, which was quite strange.
Then she carefully put it back in the pocket, looked at herself in the mirror the last time before removing the towel. She quickly put on her clothes and quietly open the door. The room was dark, but with her keen eyesight, she could still make out the figure laying on the bed. He was asleep and she certainly wouldn't want to wake him up.
As silently as possible, she walked to the bedside table and pulled out the drawer. Inside were a pen and some papers she had bought this morning. Because she had slept enough earlier, she didn't feel sleepy at all and decided to write a letter to her family. Luckily, this room has a lamp and from its place which was on the table, its light didn't reach the bed so she wouldn't disturb Sasuke's sleep.
She started writing, putting her soul in every word she wrote. Her family must be frantic with worry, though the elders were worried more about her Byakugan than her well-being. That didn't matter, because this letter was to her father, Hanabi and her friends, not to the elders. She couldn't tell them much about her situation though, all she could write was that she was fine, Sasuke didn't hurt her and sooner or later she would return to Konoha safe and sound.
Her right hand paused. Something stung at her eyes and she quickly put the pen down. She used her sleeve to wipe at her eyes, finding it's her tears.
She wished this letter could be to Neji too.
It was midnight when he woke up. Looking around, he noticed Hinata was at the table. She had her head on the table and her arms folded under her head. She was sleeping in a quite uncomfortable position. Sasuke could say that he wasn't surprised to see her sleeping like that at all. This was the shy and timid Hinata after all. She would die from embarrassment before she could climb on the bed and sleep with him.
Giving a sigh, he left the bed and walked to her. He was about to wake her up, telling her to sleep on the bed, but decided against it. She probably would refuse. Crouching down a little, he gently picked her up, carrying her to the bed. She was light, he noted. He had expected her to wake up instantly and struggle against him and he was even prepared to tighten his hold, but to his surprise, she didn't. What even more surprising was that she snuggled closer to him, her face buried in his chest.
The girl didn't wake up as he laid her on the bed. He laid down next to her before pulling the cover on them. She might throw a tantrum when she woke up the next morning, finding herself sleeping next to him, but he didn't care. In fact, she should thank him for saving her from terrible neck pain.
Just when he was about to close his eyes and go back to his sleep, he heard her mumble something.
"Neji-niisan... I miss you."