Naruto belongs to kishimoto
Hinata could taste the rain on his lips, the little pearls of moisture that lingered on his skin.
She rested her forehead against his, "Sasuke" she whispered huskily a little out of breath. Inhaling his sent in deeply through her nostrils she could quiet clearly identify his unique aura, from the mix of lush some what over powering smells of bark, pine and the soil, and now the heavy sweet damp smell of summer rain.
"Hinata" he replied just as breathless. Hearing him say her name like that gave Hinata such a gratifying feeling it made her dig her toes into the ground, the drenched soil gave away easily and squelched at her feet.
A contented smile played across her lips, stretching her arms up and lacing them around his neck.
"Can you?" closing her eyes "Can you see me?"
In response he shut his too and encircled her with his arms, but stayed silent.
" Do you know who I am?" hugging him tighter burying her face in his neck and the wet fabric of his hood. Her voice broke with emotion as she asked, "Do you know me at all."
The dumbfounding mysterious young man she was so desperately clinging on to in the rain, smiled. He actually smiled, the last thing she expected him to do, and such a smile she had never seen him hold.
It was bold, bright, confident and beautiful; it transformed him into someone else completely.
A jolt of surprise and joy ran through her, heart beating faster, she still couldn't conceive the man before her was the same stotic reserved face sasuke she knew. Tracing her fingers along his jaw, just to make sure it wasn't genjtsu.
"I didn't know you were capable of such and expression." Kakashi's cold voice pierced through the intimacy of the moment like a knife.
Hinata turned to see Kakashi nonchalantly leaning against the back of the wagon. She was a little put off how neither of them had noticed his presence, or perhaps Sasuke had, and simply allowed it.
She doubted it though, considering his smile was now gone, she instantly regretted it's loss and yearned to see it once more. However it was replaced with a guarded expression.
"What!" Hinata spat out indignantly turning to face her husband once again with a resentful glare.
"Stop cheating on me" he said impassively.
"Go to hell" she replied just as dryly, in the corner of her eye she saw Sasuke's lips twitch.
The three of them stood there in an awkward silence, it was a tensely loaded stand off, the each of them trying to calculate the others next move.
" Your hair in the rain.." Hinata pensively spoke first breaking the silence, pointing at Kakashi.
She seemed to be lost in some kind of a trance, due to the pure focus she had on his damp disheveled dull grayish silver hair. All eyes were on her as she finished by saying, "looks like a dead owl."
"What" Kakashi asked completely bewildered, even Sasuke held an expression that was the closest to confusion she had seen him wear.
"I…I,I" she stammered flustered of all the millions of thoughts racing through her head at that moment why had she voiced that ridiculously inappropriate observation.
She was only just starting to notice but she was exhausted, perhaps the adrenaline from the prior chase that lingered had finally fizzled out. Or it may have been brought on by kakashi's arrival, she felt utterly spent and starved.
Allowing her knees to give way, she collapsed onto the ground with a soft cushioned thud, Sasuke had caught her and lowered her gently.
"Thanks" A dazed little smile twirled on to her lips. Hinata buried her head in Sasukes crouching form, drew in a large breath and became tipsy off his sent.
God how she loved that sent.
Burrowing further into his hold till she was fully engulfed. Sasuke who was never fond on clinginess. Unlike Kakashi who seemed to be reliant on constantly invading her personal space, pulling her into hugs and smothering her with his obligatory affection.
Yet Sasuke wasn't indifferent to her they stayed in close proximity just at arms length, just a little reach and he was at her fingertips. He was like a cool breeze of fresh air compared to Kakashi.
"Hinata! What's wrong" she heard Kakashi call followed by his footsteps. Then a blurry version of his head appeared in her field of vision, which was obstructed by most of Sasuke's body. She fought to keep her eyes open, however the struggle proved too much and she slowly slid in to unconsciousness.
The rocking motion was making her feel nauseous; her mind was completely blank she had no awareness of who or where she was. She had no recognition of anything in her life up until now, she had complete amnesia.
Her brain had managed to compiled some information, she was lying down flat on some thing hard, and a little crooked, probably wood. She was exhausted; her body would feel ten times its weight if she wanted to move, although she had no intention of doing so.
But all her mind could really concentrate on was this incessant, irritating rough swaying back and forth motion. She really didn't want to open her eyes, from the reddish orange glow of light that was already pressing against her closed eyelids, she could predict it was unpleasantly bright and it was going to sting once she did.
Another sharp jolt. That was it, she tore her eyes open and yelled " Stop moving dammit!" Shattering the ambient atmosphere that was encompassing her.
"I am glad your feeling better." A voice from beside her said, that condescending tone, she recognized it.
Turning to view the man, who was slumped in the rather cramped space between the wooden bed and the wall of the wagon. He looked so big even though she knew he didn't have that large of a frame. He looked defeated and just as tired as her.
His thick grayish silver hair that seemed to reflect his mood was also depleted in volume and hung limply over half his face. His face looked so much younger then she thought him to be.
He didn't seem powerful or grand or clever at this very moment he looked like an ordinary man uncomfortable and tired. Hinata had never felt closer to him, everything that happened all her memories came back to her, in the few seconds she had took to examine him.
But the problems with memories are, that you always remember them slightly differently each time. And perhaps she had viewed them slightly more in Kakashi favor, because she regarded him with a little bit more warmth.
"Hey scarecrow" she spoke gently deciding to use one of her many nick names for him, in a more endearing manner then she normally would have.
He didn't know what to make of her greeting, he looked a cross between confused and surprised. An expression Hinata liked on his face, it was nice to see him vulnerable for once, the confidence and calm he normally projected, had always worn thin on her. Her brain was constantly scattered in a million different places, it irritated her seeing him so composed and sure of him self.
This was the first time she had genuinely been affectionate towards him, he didn't know how to respond so he didn't.
They allowed the silence to fill the small space again, before Kakashi who was still uncertain how to approach her spoke, he didn't speak in his usual off handed manner. "Your pregnant."
He watched the pale young woman's face that was his wife's very closely for the changes in her expression. He had braced him self for the roller coaster of emotion that would erupt from her. He was expecting her to be angry above anything else and for that anger to be directed at him.
But contrary to his expectations she remained calm, and a passive look of acceptance swept across her face. "Your pregnant" he repeated thinking perhaps she hadn't fully grasped what he had said or miss herd.
"Yeah" she replied simply.
"That's it " he asked disbelievingly, he was still waiting for her to react, for some sort of emotion to come, for her to be happy or angry or at the very least shocked not just accepting.
Hinata read his expectant look and decided to elaborate and go through her thought process for him. " I had guessed it must be something like this, I mean my cycle been erratic for a long time now, but it still my body." Giving the man a look that made it apparent that she thought he was an idiot for thinking she wouldn't notice anything at all.
"I am a big girl who knows where baby's come from. In fact Sasuke and I visited the place quiet often." A roguish grin played on her lips as she briefly reminisced on those particular memories.
"This baby" she continued, sitting up and beckoning for kakashi to come closer. " Is most likely his, and I know konoha or any other twisted little nation would be crazy for this little bump."
Kakashi was now sat next to her, supporting most of her weight. She was leaning into him her lips inches away from his ear.
"This was all for your master plan, the reason why you did all of this." She breathed seductively in to his ear. "You wanted to claim me first" her hand was running down his chest, pushing him down further. " You wanted to have possession of me, before it was even known I was pregnant."
She was practically lying on top of him now "You knew it was a big risk, because I may not have even been pregnant, but that slight chance was enough for you." She was still speaking in a hushed voice but it took on a more demanding tone. "What were you going to do if I wasn't, sleep with me until I was."
She used her aggression to shove him down roughly the rest of the way. His back connected with the wood with a thud, her hands were digging into his chest. Her nails scraping his skin, dragging her hands downwards as far as the opening on his clothes would allow, leaving a trail of raised red marks. "You were being watched, Root I am guessing, had already seen through your plan. You needed to make it real you needed them to see the proof. That we were indeed a couple, even they wouldn't make an out right assault on the hokages wife."
" Am I right." A statement rather then a question, her head was bent sucking on the raw scratched skin starting from the bottom making her way up to his neck biting down hard just above his collar bone at the base of his neck. He let out a sharp grunt; regaining control he pulled her up and kissed her instead.
"Your right, all of its true what now." He asked in-between kisses; She ignored him and carried on kissing him. He had under estimated her she figured it all out, so used to dealing with Naruto; he had reasoned that Hinata in her unbridled state perhaps wouldn't notice unless it was spelt out for her.
He was finding it harder to keep up, his movements becoming sluggish. He wanted to kiss her back, O how he wanted to kiss her back. But he was becoming lethargic; there was something very wrong he couldn't bring the strength to move his arm.
The blue velvet of her hair tickled the tip of his nose as she moved up off of him; it swayed behind her like a curtain as she headed for the door. It's my own fault for falling into bed with a Kunoichi so readily. He thought in his drugged stupor as he watched his wife's retreating form.