Hello again! Kathy has decided that I do not need sleep to survive, and neither do I need to get a good grade in my forensics class (I absolutley loath this class) and so she kept me up until one in the morning typeing this out.

Oh, how I love my muse (kills her silently and painfully with a death glare)

Hinata leaned back against the cushions of the couch, wondering if a person could actually die of boredom. It wasn't a thought that she thought often, but sitting in the little empty apartment waiting for Naruto to get home with nothing to do and no one to talk to, she felt like the crushing and infinite abyss of boredom was smothering her slowly and painfully.

Hanabi had been the first person she had told about her baby and after that she had told her father with Naruto, and knowing that she couldn't possibly hold him off any longer Hinata had given Naruto the permission to tell anyone and everyone about the pregnancy, something the man took all too seriously since everyone and anyone knew about it.

She was constantly being stopped in the streets by a concerned citizen who was wondering about her health and advising her against something she had done that could "endanger" the was given parenting advice and was constantly scolded over what she ate or if she was out in the sun for too long, she had been barred from the training grounds for even the lightest of training, not by her husband since she had explained there was no danger in some light exercise, but by the plotting old biddies who had been aghast at the thought of a pregnant woman doing anything but staying off of her feet and taking care of the home.

Hinata, a woman who was thought to have an endless amount of patience from her years of calmly dealing with Naruto and all of his antics, was currently holding said patience on a very short leash. Very, very short.

Sighing heavily Hinata sat up and pouted as she looked down to the slight curve of her stomach that showed through the thin lounging shirt she wore. "You know, this is your fault." She accused, though the child growing inside of her womb did not reply.

Hinata shook her head and blew out a heavy breath as she tilted her head back and closed her eyes.

She hadn't expected being pregnant to be this... tiring. Whenever you saw those expectant mothers you always saw the happiness and joy and the elegant and proud way they carried themselves, always saw the glow their skin took on as if to be a beacon to show that they now held within them the purest light of them all.

What you didn't see was the morning sickness that never -ever- came in the morning, or the mood swings that were able to slam into you at the smallest of things and leave you reeling and in tears after it passed. You didn't see the headaches or the short tempers or the cravings that you always felt so desperately but then were revolted by moments later, and Hinata knew it wasn't even close to being over yet.

Her stomach was going to continue to grow from the slight and easily hidden bump she had now and it was going to affect the everyday things she had to deal with like sleep and bending over or sitting and just simply moving around. It was going to be simply horrible getting all of the baby weight off, especially if she continued to laze around like she was doing, and she knew the painful awkwardness of getting used to the changes her body was going to be rapidly going through was going to be just fantastic.

Her breasts were going to continue to grow -as if she hadn't already been insecure about the curvaceousness of her body- and her skin was going to become more and more sensitive, which probably wouldn't help with any of her mood swings, and all of this would probably be taken out on poor Naruto.

She just hated what this pregnancy was doing to her mood and even the way she thought and she hated the way that when she happened to lash out Naruto never once complained or tried to talk her out of it, just allowing her to take out her frustrations on him so that she could calm down. She hated the way that everyone was taking a personal interest into the child as if it were their own and she hated the way they continued to crowd her and coddle her as if she were some precious doll. She hated her mood, she hated the villagers, she hated the fact that the only thing people saw her as now was a vessel for the grand Hokage's first child, and she certainly hated the fact that she had become so hateful because of everything and the hormones that were now controlling her every mood.

But she had to admit that she could never hate the look Naruto got on his face when he looked at her now and saw their future.

As if he knew she had been thinking of him Naruto entered the apartment, walking over to her and flopping onto the couch beside her, sprawling out in his usual carefree fashion. Since it was nowhere near time for his work-day to be over Hinata figured that he must have sneaked out of the office to be with her and escape work. Usually she would have scolded him for shirking his duties just to be with her, but she was simply too happy that he was there to care.

Sighing for what felt like the millionth time that day Hinata simply snuggled in close to Naruto, putting her head to rest on his shoulder and closing her eyes as she basked in the comfort of his presence.

"Something wrong?" He asked her, fidgeting slightly, his voice too wired to be normal. Hinata decided to ignore it and snuggled closer.

"Nothing much. I'm just feeling a little..." Bored? Annoyed? Spiteful? Impatient? "Tired. There's a little unhappy in there too."

"Why are you unhappy?" Naruto asked, alarmed. Hinata shook her head at him and rubbed a hand soothingly up and down his arm, assuring him with her touch that nothing was wrong.

"It's just a mood, Naruto. Probably just from being locked in here for so long." Naruto fidgeted for a few more moments and Hinata looked up to see him pulling his "thinking face". Waiting for him to come to whatever decision he was headed towards, Hinata practically fell inelegantly off of the couch when Naruto jumped up.

"Alright!" He declared, grabbing her hand and giving her a tug so that she was standing beside him, keeping his hold on her so that he dragged her to the door to slip his shoes back on, crouching down to impatiently tug her flip-flops onto her feet when she didn't move to do so herself.

"Naruto? What are you doing?" He grinned up at her and then gracefully stood up, grabbing her hand again so that he could continue to tug on her, though this time it was to outside.

"It's a surprise." Hinata blinked and tried to pull him to a stop, realizing suddenly that she was in a thin lounging shirt and sweatpants with her flip-flops, her hair pulled back into a sloppy ponytail. Not exactly the picture of the elegant Hokage's wife that people wished upon her, especially since she was being tugged through the streets by her husband, stumbling as she tried to keep up with his hurried pace.

"Naruto! I'm a mess! Can't whatever all of this is about wait until I get dressed?" Seeing some of the people in the streets turning as they hurried by Hinata felt a mortified blush spread over her cheeks, and she wondered if there was a convenient rock nearby for her to curl up under so that she could just die.

"Nope! And you look great, you always do." Hinata shook his unbelievable assurances away with a negative shake of her head, mentally cursing as her flip-flops continued to prove that they were not the best choice in footwear for running through the streets like hooligans.

Hinata decided that it would be best to remain silent until she saw this "surprise" of Naruto's, though this decision was immediately forfeited when, after they went out the village gates, he started to tug her into the trees.

"No! Naruto, I do not have the right shoes on to go walking into the woods." Hinata watched as Naruto paused and looked down at her feet, feeling relieved at the nod he gave. That nod meant that they could go home. That nod meant that she could get back before anyone else could see her and just forget about the whole thing. That nod-

Hinata had to hold back a yelp as Naruto suddenly reached down and effortlessly scooped her up, one of his arms going beneath her knees as the other curled around her back and side, carrying her as if she were light as a feather as he began his little walk through the trees.

"Naruto! What-"

"Hush," He interrupted her, his voice still light but holding a seriousness that told her to listen to him, "Just trust me, okay?" Hinata stared up at his face for a moment after the words had faded from the air before nodding, closing her eyes as she curled into Naruto's chest and laid her head onto his shoulder.

They continued on for over half an hour until Naruto stopped, setting Hinata onto her feet as she blinked around her, not quite understanding.

They were in the middle of a sizable clearing, the thick trees circling around them and giving them their own screen of privacy. It was beautiful and peaceful but Hinata didn't understand why they were there.

"Naruto?" She said questioningly, turning to look at the blonde haired man.

"It's mine." He said simply, as if it was the answer to all of the questions that her eyes were asking him, and Hinata blinked at him and waited for him to elaborate. "Jiraiya-sensei apparently bought it so that he could put up some kind of pervert club or something outside of Konoha and away from baa-chan, and when he died it was left to me along with all of his other stuff in his will. I've just let it sit here since I haven't had anything to do with it, but the other day I had this idea." He nodded to himself and grinned, spreading his arms wide.

"Welcome home."

Hinata stared at him for a moment before looking around, trying to figure it out. "Um... What?" Naruto flashed his grin at her again, motioning around the clearing.

"Well, I had this idea that since we're going to be a family we'd need a house. I know the walk here was pretty long, but there's actually a shorter path that goes right into the village and it's only about a ten minute walk. I just wanted to take you the longer way around the first time."

"Naruto..." Hinata started, unsure of what to make of everything, but Naruto shook his head at her.

"Hey, hold on a minute and listen! You see, I figure that we'll need a pretty big house because kids like bigger houses, right? Right here," He said going over to some seemingly random spot, "Is where we can put the living room. Here's where a hallway will be and this is where I was going to put the kitchen. And over here-" He continued on and on, telling her about what he saw for them, standing in this spot years from now, that would house their family.

His face was lit up like a child's at Christmas as he dashed here and there, telling her about how he had been getting together with Yamato and how they were going to start building it soon and what they would do. He told her about the stairs and about the floors and about the windows, and Hinata nearly felt like crying.

He was building her a sanctuary.

He had seen how everything had been affecting her and had seen how close she was to breaking, and so he was giving her a place where she could escape from it all and just have some peace and quiet. The long walk up the path had been to show her how far away they were from anyone who didn't know about the second path and had shown her how safe she would be from the meddling old women who constantly "dropped by" to check on her as if she was a member of their family and not someone they had just personally met.

Hinata looked around again and instead of seeing an empty clearing she saw everything he was describing to her, everything he was lovingly giving to her as if it were nothing.

"-And the yard is going to be big for playing and training and everything else so that we can teach the kids ourselves and even practice with each other when we're bored. I also figured there could be like this garden right over here and-"

"I love it." Hinata interrupted him, smiling tearfully at him when he turned to face her –stupid hormones. "It's… perfect."

"Really?" He asked her, practically glowing from the joy of her praise. Letting out a short laugh Hinata nodded and wrapped her arms around herself, looking around and seeing every wonderful piece of the picture Naruto had just painted her. It really was going to be perfect.

Hinata laughed again when Naruto dashed over and picked her up, swinging her in a circle as he kissed her noisily and happily at where he later told her the front door of their home would stand.

Yep, I figured that it was about time to tell you guys the whole thing about their house, and yes, I know Naruto isn't an architect. He just knows what he wants and is having someone knowledgable about everything (I'm thingking it would be Yamato) putting it together.

And yes, Hinata had quite a few unhappy little moment's when she was pregnant with Kori (can you imagine being pregnant with everyone, even people you had never even seen before, acting like they deserved to have a say in it and forcing themselves and their ideas onto you? I'd be hitting some people.)

But she deals with it and becomes quite happy.

Love you all! *Makes Kissy faces*