It was no surprise to me when Naruto asked Hinata to move in with him. But it was a surprise, however, when they decided to do it at the end of the week, which also meant telling Hiashi of the pregnancy.

When it came to him, I had no idea how he'd react. Hiashi was a very complex individual.

So that's how we ended up standing here in the living room of the Hyuuga household with the almighty leader himself, awaiting his reaction. Hinata was breathing oddly loudly, and I was pretty sure I was too. This was so nerve wracking, I almost regretted saying yes to Hinata when she asked me to accompany her and Naruto when they told her father.

It was just the four of us in one room that was starting to seem a bit too small for my liking. As soon as I entered the house, a sense of longing and heartache hit me.

Neji had first kissed me in this house, right in front of the door of his bedroom before I was about to leave. I'd come to see Hinata about something but decided to talk to Neji for a few minutes.

I lounged across his bed while he sharpened his kunai and, surprisingly, kept up a steady conversation with me. His bed had smelled nice, woodsy and masculine. When he looked away at one point, I'd actually sniffed his pillow.

Then, when I announced that I should be going, I walked to the door when he told me to wait. I'd turned ever so slowly and found myself nose to nose with the Hyuuga prodigy. I must have blushed ten different shades of red because he had smirked before he leaned in the rest of the way.

The kiss I will never forget, explosive and mind blowing. His fingers were in my hair, and I was so surprised that all I could do were lay my hands on his shoulders. I'd actually squeaked when he shoved his tongue into my mouth.

We'd been so caught up making out, that we didn't even notice the door open. Hiashi had to clear his throat to get our attention. He was smirking slightly, and the rush of embarrassment I'd felt at that moment was like no other I'd felt before.

Hinata had been standing at her door behind him, smiling widely and giggling. I apologized to Hiashi, who actually thought it to be quite humorous and actually walked away chuckling. Before I left, Neji had kissed me again, just as long as the first time.

My eyes began to water at the memory, and I returned my focus to the issue at hand. Hiashi's face was relatively expressionless, but his jaw was strained and his eyes smoldering slightly.

"You're the father, I assume," he finally said, and Naruto nodded. He seemed to be the only one of us with any confidence.

This really wasn't the reaction I'd been expecting. Maybe a few insults and curses, possibly even a punch or two, anything but this calm and controlled one.

"How the hell did this happen?" Hiashi asked icily, causing Hinata and I to flinch. Ah, now there was the reaction I'd been expecting. "You're only eighteen, Hinata, far too young for a child. You can barely take care of yourself. How do you expect to care for another! This is outrageous, absolutely ridiculous!"

Hinata's eyes filled with tears at her father's words, and Naruto stepped forward angrily. "Hinata is perfectly capable of taking care of herself, and she'll have no problem with this baby!"

Both men were glaring at eachother angrily, and I felt panic beginning to seep into my mind. This could turn ugly fast.

"You have no room to talk, Boy," Hiashi spat. "You grew up without parents, so how would you know how to care for this child? I will not have my daughter slaving away in a home with a bastard child and a village outcast!"

Everything went silent for a moment, and I stared at Hiashi in shock. Hinata gazed at her father with a horrified and astonished expression on her face, and Naruto's nostrils flared dangerously. Before any physical harm could be done, I stepped forward.

"Sir, please," I said in the strongest voice I could muster. "Hinata and Naruto will be good parents-"

"And what would you know about this?" he snapped, and I had the urge to slink away but stood my ground. He stood about a foot taller than me, his eyes ablaze and his anger so electrifying that his hair seemed to stand on end. "You don't know a damn thing about being a good parent. You can't even hold onto a man long enough to have a successful relationship."

That comment stung sharply, and I inhaled quickly. I respected Hiashi, but, damn, he was such and asshole. I heard Hinata and Naruto gasp too, but continued on the best I could.

"However true that may be, we're not here to talk about my inability to have a good relationship," I said shakily. It wasn't true. It was just a misunderstanding. "The fact is that you're daughter is pregnant, and no words you say will change that. She's already decided that she will have this baby, and Naruto will be there right beside her. Your opinion doesn't matter. She's moving out and starting a family regardless of what you say. She came here for your support, not your consent."

No one spoke, and Hiashi eyed the couple behind me. I could see the walls of the normally strict and cold Hyuuga beginning to falter. He was torn between what he thought was proper and the chance to be part of his grandchild's life.

"Then," he said slowly, and I held my breath. "I'll have to give her my support."

I felt like crying, but Hinata did it for me. She let out a sob and flung herself into her father's arms. The man held her tightly, as if she would disappear if he didn't. I finally got it. He was afraid to let her go, afraid that she would leave and never return to him as that little girl he always knew her to be.

I watched the affectionate moment between daughter and father while blinking away tears. Who knew Hiashi could be so emotional.

I felt a hand fall on my shoulder, and I turned to see Naruto's grateful eyes. I returned his smile weakly and stepped aside when Hiashi motioned for Naruto, no doubt to lecture him about his daughter.

The three were so wrapped up in the happy moment, that I felt odd to be standing there witnessing it all on the sidelines. So I slowly made my way to the door and let them be.

I managed to make it to the bathroom back home before I started crying. Hiashi's words stung so hard, I could still feel the burn, and it hurt so bad. Three months, I reminded myself. In three more months, I'd be happy again.

A/N: So far, this has been my favorite chapter to write. I freaking love to write about the emotions and stuff. Haha. I've been kinda emotional this week and actually almost started to cry on this one. I don't even know if it's that sad but whatever. See ya!