Love's Misconstruities
Chapter 27
The evening came quickly for everyone, and as dinner-time approached the entire Konoha gang found themselves together with Gaara (whom Naruto had ambushed as soon as he exited the conference room) and Matsuri who'd tagged along for the chance to consult with both the bride and groom together. Neji had been guilted into going by his homesick cousin who'd pleaded for him to come since the days they could see each other whenever were almost at an end, and Shikamaru was both famished and in need of a distraction from his thoughts. Gaara had invited Temari but she'd declined; Kankurou was still away on a mission.
"Wahaa!" Naruto squealed as the head chef personally brought out their food with his waiters and set the steaming dishes in front of them.
"Thank you, Izuma," Gaara stoically said when they had finished, yet the mere fact that he said 'thank you' at all was sign enough of his sincerity.
"No, my thanks to you, Kazekage-sama. I really appreciate your request that I cater for your reception."
"Ah! So we'll be able to eat your food again tomorrow, Mr. Chef?" the blonde asked excitedly.
"Hai."
"Yatta! Itadakimasu!" he exclaimed as he broke his wooden chopsticks apart and aimed for the food, only to be thwarted by Neji who caught the anxious boy's chopsticks in his own. The hungry blonde gave the jounin a startled and confused stare, meeting Neji's irritated look.
"Have some manners!" he brashly ordered.
"Huh?"
Neji's eyebrow twitched as he realized he'd have to spell out the boy's rudeness to him. "Since the Kazekage has not only been gracious enough to host us during our stay, he has also offered to pay for our dinner. I would think that would earn him the courtesy of serving himself first, so wait your turn."
"Oh…I guess you're right," Naruto realized, then grinned sheepishly across the table at the red-head. "Sorry, Gaara. Go ahead!" he urged, now politely waiting his turn.
The shorter boy stared at his friend and his soon-to-be-cousin-in-law across the table, amused at their display but he remained polite and kept a straight face. Graciously, he bowed his head slightly, acknowledging Naruto's offer but turned instead to the woman by his side.
"I would like that honor to go to Hinata," he declared, turning the attention of everyone at the table to the now-blushing Hyuuga.
"A-Arigatou," she thanked, bowing and nervously breaking her chopsticks apart as she tried to decide what to take first from the vast array of dishes before her. Noticing pained expressions passing over Naruto's face out of the corner of her eye, she realized that by being so indecisive she was torturing the poor boy. She smiled to herself and grabbed the first thing in front of her, promptly devouring it. "Oishii," she commented, smiling and gesturing for the rest of them to start.
"Now: itadakimasu!" Naruto cried as he dug in.
Soon the table was filled with chatter as Matsuri fired her questions away at her Kazekage and Hinata between bites, and Neji and Naruto had gotten into another one of their debates.
"This is exactly why I didn't want to come to dinner!" an exasperated Neji proclaimed, sulking.
"Don't go changing the subject! You still haven't explained why you say Kage Bunshin is an ineffective technique!"
"For the last time, that isn't what I said and I have explained it three times already!"
"You have not! Right, Shikamaru?"
"Don't get me involved in this!"
At the other end of the table, Matsuri struggled to be heard over the Konoha boys. "Okay, I think that covers the color scheme… Tomorrow we'll have to do some emergency tailoring on your kimono before the wedding, okay Hinata? We ran short on time today."
"Kimono?" Hinata questioned. Honestly, she hadn't even thought about it. In a traditional Hyuuga wedding of a head family member, the bride and groom wore special ceremonial robes that had been passed down through the generations. Always assuming that she would be married in them, she never bothered to think of it, though now that she'd realized her mistake it seemed rather stupid of her. She was grateful in that moment that Matsuri had taken the time to think everything out for her.
"Of course! For such a special day you have to dress in special clothes! Gaara-sama is even going to be wearing something nice." To this, the boy in question turned and looked at his former student who soon caught herself. "Oh, eh… Not that what you wear every day isn't nice, but…uh… Heh heh… Anyway, Hinata-chan, we already have the kimono prepared based on Gaara-sama's estimation of your measurements but, not that I doubt my Kazekage's judgments," she added with a nervous lilt to her voice before continuing. "We should double-check, just to make sure. Especially with the baby and all, it's possible they've changed."
"Baby?" Shikamaru hastily jumped in, staring incredulously at Hinata who began to blush again. Gaara glared at Matsuri, silently reminding her that that information had been confided in her secretly when after he'd agreed to allowing her to be the wedding coordinator and they'd been discussing the kimono issue at hand. He was not happy that she'd just broken his confidence in her.
"Whoops… So not even you guys knew? …Gomen nasai…"
Gaara sighed and addressed the group who was now silent for the first time since the food had arrived. "We had decided to wait until after the wedding to make the announcement," he explained, keeping his voice low, hoping the others would do the same. It wasn't that the information getting out bothered him, but Hinata, being raised in such a conservative family, still felt somewhat ashamed at becoming pregnant out of wedlock. The threat of Hiashi sending someone to seal the child still loomed in the distance, but Neji had sworn not to let it happen so she tried to place faith in him and not worry.
"So that's why you're in such a rush to get married, huh? Heh! Way to go, Gaara!" Naruto shouted, obviously not taking Gaara's hint of keeping things quiet. "…Crap, you're beating me in everything, aren't you?" he added under his breath, calming a bit as he began to sulk.
"How do you two feel about that?" Shikamaru suddenly asked.
Gaara and Hinata looked at each other briefly before answering, Hinata speaking first.
"Honestly, it's all a little overwhelming when I stop to think about it. If I didn't have Gaara here to support me, I'm not sure what I would do. But having him beside me makes me feel like whatever happens, everything will be okay as long as we face it together," she ended with a smile in her fiancé's direction. In return, he smiled faintly and nodded, taking her hand in his under the table.
"I admit that I…felt much the same way when I first heard the news. But I love Hinata…and would have wanted to start a family with her eventually," he struggled to explain. "While this is sooner than expected, it's nothing I didn't already want."
Contemplating their words, Shikamaru simply nodded then went back to his brooding.
"Hey, hey. Have you picked out a name yet?" Naruto asked.
"It's still too early for that! Think before you speak for once," Neji answered, still trying to pound some logic into the blonde's head.
And the rest of the dinner carried on just as rambunctiously as it had started until all of the food had been eaten and everyone went their separate ways for the night.
Neji curled up under his blanket, nearly asleep on his futon when there was a soft tapping at his door. After trying to ignore it and having the incessant knocking only grow louder, he threw his covers aside, switched on the light, and angrily pulled open the door, fully expecting to find his new nemesis there, no doubt having been evicted by Shikamaru. However, when he came face to face with the opposite, his anger turned to curiosity.
"What happened?" he asked, not even bothering with 'what do you want?' since it was obvious as the boy carried his futon, blanket, and bag with him.
"I forgot how much Naruto snores and talks in his sleep," came his answer. "Can I stay here?"
Contemplating his offer, Neji finally answered in a fussy growl. "Only if you're quiet." Honestly, he really wanted to say no, but understanding their common irritant, he took pity on the boy before him.
"Hai, hai," Shikamaru agreed with a small chuckle, stepping inside with his things once the older boy moved aside. "I just want to get some sleep. I won't be any trouble."
"Good," Neji said, returning once again to his futon. "Turn off the light when you're done," he ordered, shutting his eyes with a frown as he reminded himself that he would only be in this group for another few days, then return to normal life in Konoha where, as a jounin, he was hardly ever assigned team missions anymore…and that was just how he liked it. The day when the Hokage assigned him to take on a trio of genin made him restless at times…but not tonight. Tonight, he was exhausted. He shut his eyes and allowed the lulling darkness to consume him...only to be pulled back from the brink just as he'd almost gone under.
"Hey, what would you do if you accidentally got a girl pregnant?" Shikamaru suddenly asked while straightening his futon and blanket.
"What?" Neji growled, not believing that the boy was keeping him from precious sleep with such a stupid question.
"You know, like what happened with Gaara and Hinata. What would you do?" the other boy repeated.
With a loud sigh, Neji rolled over to face Shikamaru so he could glare at him while he spoke. "I would not allow such a thing to happen. I am more responsible than that."
"…Obviously, you've never had a girlfriend," Shikamaru commented, feeling some pity for the older jounin who took everything so seriously. "Oh well, your loss."
"You agreed to be no trouble," Neji reminded.
"Hai, hai," he answered, shutting off the light and creeping back to his futon in the darkened room. "But really, what would you do?" he insisted.
"Why are you asking me this?"
"Can I just get an answer?"
"Arg! Fine, but only if you agree to shut up!" he huffed. "I would be a man and take responsibility, not whine and complain like you! Such a thing would only further distress the supposed pregnant girl." Neji finally answered. "Now, not another word or you can go back with Naruto!"
Shikamaru didn't utter a peep for the rest of the night, and though sleep found the Hyuuga boy quickly enough, Shikamaru lay awake for hours, unable to stop thinking about his predicament.
As the engaged couple got ready for bed, Hinata found herself nervous as her soon-to-be husband began to disrobe, ending up in his solid black boxers. Hinata couldn't help but stare at his pale beauty. She knew from experience that the skin would be soft and smooth to the touch, a remnant from all his years of protection by Shukaku. Still, his body was not unscarred, for he bore a small mark above his right breast. Perhaps someday she would ask him about it, but not tonight. Tonight, she had other plans.
As Gaara climbed into bed, he watched intently as Hinata shyly undressed, neatly folding her clothes and setting them by her bag. Attempting to be fair, she ended up in just her panties. Climbing into bed, she slowly snuggled up next to the boy, who she could tell was quite happy to have her there. But instead of acting upon his obvious urge, he simply turned off the bedside lamp and cuddled up next to her.
"Good night," he bid, shutting his eyes.
Confused, Hinata asked, "Is something wrong?"
"Wrong?" he repeated as his eyelids flung open, not sure what she could mean.
"I, um… I thought that…you'd want to…" she trailed off.
"I do," the boy admitted after a pause. "But with the pregnancy, I thought-"
"Oh, no, it's okay," she quickly assured. "I, uh…asked Sakura-chan about it during my last exam," she explained, embarrassed at admitting that she was concerned about the issue herself. This certainly did not escape Gaara's attention.
"She did?" he reconfirmed, turning the light back on. "For how long?"
"Until the ninth month, if we're careful," she informed with barely a whisper. "So…"
"So it's okay if I do this," he said, his hand cupping her bare breast.
"Mmhm," she sighed, her body quickly responding to his warm touch. Desiring more of him she met his lips in a passionate kiss, pulling him on top of her. Sliding his leg between hers, he propped himself up on one elbow, still groping her with the other as he rubbed his thigh against the part of her that made her squirm with pleasure. Hinata whimpered into his mouth as they kissed deeply, and Gaara wanted only for her to continue making such delightful sounds. Breaking their kiss, which elicited a longing sigh from Hinata, he sat up to a crouching position and, placing both hands on her sides, sat her up slightly against the headboard, a pillow behind her. Wasting no time, he slipped his leg between hers once again, bracing himself against the headboard with one arm, the other caressing her supple mound as his mouth occupied the other. Flicking his tongue over her erect nipple and gently squeezing the other between his thumb and forefinger, he heard the most wonderful melody of stifled moans from his shy companion.
"G-Gaara…" she quietly cried, placing her hands on his shoulders. She wanted for all the world that he continue, but instead of pulling him closer, she gently pushed him away.
Not sure what exactly he'd done wrong, he cautiously raised himself from her and sat back, carefully watching her face.
Opening heavy-lidded eyes and breathing heavier than normal, she met Gaara's concerned gaze with a blush and embarrassed smile.
"Did I…hurt you?" he questioned, confused by her conflicting signals.
Shaking her head lazily, she met his eyes and explained. "It felt wonderful…but if you kept doing that, I probably would've…" she trailed off, her blush growing deeper. "And there's…something I'd like to do for you first," she near-whispered.
Knowing it would only embarrass her more to ask what it was she wanted to do, though he found himself growing even harder with anticipation, he remained silent as he waited for her to call the shots.
"Is that…is that alright?"
Suppressing a natural urge to tell her that that was a stupid question, he merely nodded.
Hinata gulped and, trembling with both uncertainty and excitement, embraced his lips once again in a kiss as her hands traveled from his thighs to his lap, brushing over the solid protrusion under the cloth of his boxers. This caused the boy to move his hips slightly as he tried to follow her touch and, given his enthusiasm, Hinata felt a little bolder and gently coaxed his eager member from the front opening. Gently she traced her fingers up his length, caressing his head. Instinctively, his hands went to her shoulders as if to both steady himself and keep her there. Getting the message, she wrapped her small fingers around his thickness in a delicate embrace and began to rub up and down the length of him. As his breathing became heavier and his concentration on their kiss lessened, she figured she was doing a good job, but one of his hands left her shoulder and encircled hers on him. Halting in her efforts, she broke their kiss and began to wallow in self-pity.
'He always makes me feel so good… Can I not do the same for him? I love him so much. I just want to show him that.'
"Harder," came a breathy whisper, jolting her back to the situation at hand. Gaara tightened her grasp around him and directed her motions, taking her down his shaft to the base then back up, brushing over the tip, and back down again. Once the motions had been achieved to his liking, he guided her to a quicker pace and relinquished control, bringing his hand to her breast once again as he buried his face in her neck. His hot breaths felt glorious against her sensitive skin, sending goosebumps down her arms. Keeping the rhythm that he'd set forth soon became more difficult for Hinata as he massaged her breast, stroking over her nipple as he nibbled at her neck. It became all too much, and she let out a small whimper, as he began to suck at the soft skin, rolling his tongue over it. She could feel the wetness saturating her last remaining article of clothing and wanted nothing more in that moment than for him to take her, to feel the hardness that was in her hands inside of her, filling her to the brim with ecstasy.
'No, not yet. Not yet! I have to, ah…finish my mission… I can't keep letting him distract me like this! Come on, Hinata, regain control of yourself!' she insisted. It took her a moment to regain her senses but when she did she realized that she'd stopped all her efforts towards him.
That was it. She was bound and determined to pleasure him and she couldn't allow him to keep distracting her! It was time for her to drive him wild with her mouth this time. Though she'd never done this before, in secret she'd recently begun practicing on a banana late at night in her apartment, preparing for just such an occasion. And after discovering his most sensitive areas just now, she was feeling confident that she would repay him for the last time they made love.
Pulling back from his embrace, she met his hungry expression with a smile before scooting back and bending over him, wasting no time with words. Gaara said nothing either, a bit in shock at her sudden boldness, but as she wrapped her hot mouth around his head he let out a sharp breath of air as his senses went crazy. Had he anything to say he would have forgotten it as his brain now seemed incapable of processing anything but the sheer pleasure that was being given to him.
Taking a moment to swirl her tongue around his head, she was pleased to hear the effect it had on him as he let out a small moan. Taking more of him in, she gently grated her bottom teeth along his firm rod, knowing now that this was both a sensitive area and that she didn't have to be as gentle as she'd earlier thought. She was rewarded as a hand came to rest at the back of her head, not pressing her down upon him but rather massaging her scalp, playing with her hair…anything he could do to keep contact with her. He wouldn't force himself upon her; there was no need. She was doing everything just right: the pressure, the speed, hitting all of his most sensitive areas on every stroke. He was enjoying every minute of this.
As much as Hinata was enjoying herself as well, she felt a familiar sourness strike her stomach. 'No… No, no, no. This is not happening,' she tried to convince herself, unconsciously speeding up her pace in an effort to keep herself from being distracted. 'And I even took a pill earlier! I refuse to be nauseous right now. I am a ninja. I cannot succumb to this,' she told herself, still keeping up in her efforts. 'I am not going to throw up. I am not going to throw up,' she repeated.
"Hinata,"
'Okay, I am going to throw up…but after we're done. I am too turned on right now not to finish this.'
"Hina…ta…"
Hearing Gaara's breathy plea finally brought her back to her senses and she stopped momentarily, pulling away to look up at the boy, his eyes closed and head tilted back as he rode the waves of pleasure which were beginning to course through his body. Though Hinata had only gazed at him for a second, she brought her head back down once again and was about to open her mouth when he spilled his seed all over her face.
Momentarily stunned, her awkward response came in the form of a silent laugh. 'If he had come in my mouth right then, I would've thrown up on him.' Counting her lucky stars, she sat up and gingerly began to wipe away the thick hot substance.
"Gomen," he apologized.
Again, she smiled and shook her head. "I'm glad."
"I came too soon," he admitted, feeling just a little bad as his orgasm faded. "But you're…really good at that," he finished, a slight blush finding its way onto his cheeks.
"Arigatou," she said out of habit with a small bow, though it seemed a strange thing to be thanking someone for. "I, um…I'd like to wash my face if you don't mind," she said, feeling a bit guilty for it. Honestly, she'd wondered what it would taste like, but with her stomach acting up she wasn't going to take the chance.
"Not at all," he returned, gesturing to the bathroom door.
"I'll be right back…and then we can finish," she said, still determined to have him satisfy her needs. On the way there, she pulled down her soiled panties and stepped out of them, setting them by her bag before reaching the bathroom. Not bothering to close the door, Gaara took every opportunity to watch her nude figure. Not taking his eyes off her, he removed his underwear as well, flinging it somewhere behind him. Taking in the sight of her nakedness he found himself becoming turned on once again, and seeing that his job wasn't quite done yet he began to stroke himself back into readiness.
When Hinata was done washing her face with cold water, she was thrilled that her stomach had decided to settle itself as she made her way back toward the bed, and the man there who sat stroking himself.
"I thought that was my job," she joked as she sat back on the bed, finding that his efforts were not just serving to turn him on. Watching him fondle himself made her desire grow, a new hot wetness presenting itself between her legs. Gaara shrugged and stopped, somewhat to Hinata's disappointment, but she knew that there were other things that his dick could be doing, and they involved much more pleasure than that.
Taking her by the shoulders, he laid her on her back and wasted no time in climbing between her legs. Planting a hot kiss on her lips, it was obvious that while she had been calming parts of herself in the other room, he had been working parts of himself into a frenzy. Had she not been so turned on and had there been no foreplay, such a rash approach would have been painful, but as he plunged into her, she was not only well prepared but welcomed his rough tactics.
He pushed himself inside of her, then slid out only to dive back in, her hot tightness wrapping around him once again, begging him to stay but again he would leave and reenter, burying his entire length into her. It wasn't long before before Hinata's gasps turned into whimpers, then moans as the pleasure overtook her.
Sitting up, he grabbed Hinata's hips and lifted her in one fluid movement, never missing a beat. At this angle, with this rate, Hinata never stood a chance as he ravaged her. Her orgasm barely had a chance to build before it exploded throughout her entire body, causing her to arch her back and spasm, but Gaara held strong and continued to pound himself into her until they had both been satisfied. Though his orgasm wasn't as strong as the first, he still collapsed on top of her as they both gasped for air, recovering from the pleasure and exertion.
After many silent moments had passed, save for the two shinobi's panting, Hinata smiled and let out a short laugh.
"What is it?" came a sleepy voice from atop her.
"After the wedding tomorrow, we're supposed to officially consummate our marriage."
"…Yes…?" Gaara replied, confused.
"Nothing," she answered with another laugh. "Just looking forward to it."
She was rewarded by a small laugh of his own, barely audible but she was able to feel it as his body lay on top hers.
Hinata swore then that no matter how homesick she ever got, she would never regret her decision of leaving. The perks were just too great.
Translations/Term Definitions...in no particular order:
- Yatta: Used as an expression of joy; it is also the name of a song in Japan sung by a group of naked guys wearing fig leaves over their crotches. Seriously, it's up there with the Village People's YMCA. Just...Google, YouTube, or Wiki it. You'll see. You'll see... oo;
- Itadakimasu: Said before eating a meal, it is used for the purpose of giving thanks for the food that is about to be consumed.