Only You Understand My Pain

Kakashi x Hinata

Chapter 21

Temptation

Kakashi stood back, watching once again. As Hinata pooled a substantial amount of chakra into her palms. Holding it for fifteen minutes, before shifting the glowing chakra to her fingertips. Before long, small blades of blue light peeked from the tips.

His silver eye brow curved, upward. As his blue eye, registered the slight tremble in her hands and the fine sheen of sweat, that was starting to cover her forehead.

"Hinata that's enough for today! "

"No!" She shouted back through clenched teeth. Her face, straining as she concentrated on her hands. Pushing the unusual, blue chakra into longer blades.

"Hinata, I said enough! You are pushing yourself to hard!" His hand dropping on her soft rounded shoulder.

"Just one more time Kakashi!" Her voice wavering, as she strained.

"Hinata…!"He caught her in his arms, before she even realized, she was falling. Slowly, supporting her weight he lowered them to the grass below. Her breath coming out in short gasps.

"I told you!" Giving her a reprimanding stare. " It will do you no good bara… if you push yourself to the point of exhaustion." Wiping the back of her hand, across her forehead, she blew out a long breath.

"I know…I know it's just…" She sighed, letting her words fade away. Turning his head away, a scowl crossing his face. It ached him to no end, seeing her so torn up. Pushing her body to extremes.

Getting up, he walked slowly over to where he had left their cold, water bottles. Dropping one next to her.

'A distraction that is what she needs. Even better to get the hell away from this damn village.' He thought, as he watched her sitting there. Worries filling her soft features.

She practically squealed, an ear piercing, scream. As a cold water bottle found its way to the back of her neck.

"Kakashi what the fu…!" She shrieked, turning on the now smirking jounin.

"What…." He shrugged, innocently. "Didn't want you passing out…figure the cold would do the trick." His voice coming out smooth and innocent. It was when, he caught the sinister glare of pale eyes on him. Did his senses register, he might be in trouble. Unfortunately, it came to late. All his great jounin skills, lapsed and he found his head dowsed in cold water. Tiny beads of cool water, dripping, down the back of his dark green jounin jacket. His mask, sticking uncomfortably to his face.

"Oops!" Hinata cried out in mock sarcasm. Her small, delicate, fingers covering her pink lips. "I'm sorry Kakashi…for a minute there I thought you looked…a tad parched!" She bit, her bottom lip for a half a second before falling back onto the ground laughing.

"Cute… very cute, bara!" He retorted, before standing up. Pulling off his wet mask and jacket he laid them out on the ground to dry.

Sitting back down on grass. He watched as she sat up, leaning back on her arms. Her head tilted back as she looked up at the sky. He suddenly felt like his throat was as dry as the Suna desert. His eye catching how her long blue hair cascaded down her back.

'Anyone who does not see the beautiful woman Hinata is crazy beyond words…or stupid.' He thought. Unhappily, picturing his former and completely ignorant, blonde student. Taking a sip of his own water he let it slide down his throat as he once again nearly groaned out loud .

'What the hell is she trying to do to me?'

He grumbled inwardly, as he watched her roll the cold bottle of water down her neck. Even if he wanted to look away, he couldn't. The sight was just to alluring. His shinobi trained eye didn't miss. The small drops of condensation, dripping from the bottle. Before sliding, down her slender pale neck. Dipping down, the valley between her large breasts. To disappear under the netted tank top that showed only a small glimpse, of her perfect feminine body. He couldn't stop his body's response to the erotic picture she formed.

He knew he had to stop his thoughts, here and now, when his pants became just a tad to tight from her alluring image.

"I was thinking…" He cringed, slightly at how deep and cracked his voice came out. Clearing his voice, he tried again.

" Hinata, I think since you plan on being a medical nin…well one thing that is required…is to be well versed in taijutsu." His words catching her full attention.

"Oh…um…with everything I forgot that." Her shoulders slumping, slightly forward. He could hear the slight tone of panic, grow in her soft voice.

"I mean… I'm okay with it. However most of my knowledge with hand to hand fighting… is well…with using gentle fist." Her head dropping, dejected. Soft, midnight hair covering her face.

"Hinata…" His voice dropping to a low, solemn whisper, as he let her name hang in the air. Closing his eyes, he breathed slowly through his nose once, twice, before standing up. Looking out to the forest that surrounded them.

It pained him to his very core, how broken they had made her. She doubted everything, she did in her life. The way she spoke, the way she moved, the way she fought. Probably all way down, to the way she thought. He was slowly, learning, just how badly her family treated her. Why had he never taken notice all these years? It seemed that all of her life, they had beaten her into submission. Maybe if he had paid more attention?

He might not have been able to stop them. However, he could at least have been the one to point out they were wrong. Boost her self esteem. Then again, wasn't that exactly what Inuzuka and Aburame had spent the years doing.

It was as if, the Hyuga clan's control on the heiress was too strong. Damn, how he hated them for breaking such a perfect creature. A woman pure as the driven snow, on a winter day. Whose kindness, was softer then a downy, white feather. Drifting in the air.

His heart caught, as he felt her gentle hand, touch his shoulder. Turning, he found his face inches from hers. His blue eye unable to turn away from those soft, doe like eyes. Her heavenly, floral scent surrounding him. It was intoxicating. Seeping into his senses, taking his self control away. Before he realized it. His hand, lay gentle against her soft, pale, cheek. He could feel, her breath, brushing softly across his lips.

"Kakashi…?" Her breath caught at his touch. He was so close, so very close. She could feel, the warmth of his body penetrating her chilled skin. It drew her in, like a moth to a flame. Before she could lean further into his warmth it was gone. His hand dropping from her skin, as he stepped away. Leaving her, with an empty feeling deep inside. As if she had lost a part of herself.

"It's getting late… we better head back." His voice coming out deep and slightly strained. Turning his back to her, he chastised himself for letting his control slip, once again. She was a temptation like he had never experienced before.

'Get a grip Kakashi!' He cursed inwardly. Reaching for his mask. He slipped it on before grabbing up his forest green, jounin jacket.

"So…" Hinata let the word draw out, as her eyes traveled over his broad shoulders. Drifting ever so slowly down. Till she felt, the warmth, fill her cheeks. From gawking at his perfectly, molded shinobi body. Her pale eyes, shifting quickly away as he turned his head towards her. Praying he wouldn't notice her flushed face.

"About…training…" Her words nervously rushed. As she continued to stare, at the ground. "I mean…um… about… taijutsu. Should I speak with Gai -senpai about giving me a refresher course? " Her wide eyes darting up quickly, to his masked face when she heard his deep chuckle.

"Oh Hinata…. as if I would allow, someone as lovely as you… to be tortured with that idiot's insane 'youthful' ramblings." His shoulders shaking, slightly, in mirth as his laughter grew.

"But…" Biting her bottom lip in thought. "If not Gai…then…um …I guess I could ask…Lee."

"Kami Hinata… he is like a miniature clone of Gai…" He chortled loudly causing Hinata to giggle softly behind her small hand.

"I am perfectly able to train you in taijutsu….unless you rather be tortured by a grown man in green spandex?" His eyebrow arching in amusement.

"No…I don't think I need that horror… thank you very much. "She tittered.

"Then it's settled… we will have a little refresher course and no more talk of…"

"Green spandex and youthfulness." Hinata giggled, finishing his sentence.

"Ya… " He chuckled, nudging her shoulder playfully, as they walked out of team eight's old training ground and towards the Hyuga manor.

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Waving goodbye at the gate she watched as he walked away. Before turning, to face the harsh, bleach white, walls of the main branch house. As soon as she opened the front door she could feel the weight of the silence. It permeated the air, engulfing her. Making her skin prickle with unease.

'I will never understand! How can a house so full of clan members… always feel so cold and empty.'

She cringed inwardly. Sparing not a second thought on the unnatural stillness of the main house she moved on. Her steps light, as she quickly made her way up the stairs. Pushing her bedroom door open. Her hand trembling, slightly, as she turned the lock. As if that simple act could keep the cold emptiness away. Leaning heavily against the closed door she sighed softly, letting her eyes slip close.

Her mind drifting back to earlier. She could almost imagine his hand still cupping her cheek. His warm, hard body so close, so inviting. For a second, she had truly thought he was going to kiss her. As quickly as she had the thought, he was gone. Pulling away, as if nothing had ever taken place. Had she done something wrong?

Kami help her! How she wanted to feel, those warm lips against hers. Those strong, shinobi trained, arms wrap around her. To just let her body melt into his warmth. Letting out a long, held breath, her hair blowing from the force. She pushed away from the door.

" No I must have been mistaken, Kakashi would never see me in that light." Pulling out a long, wooden box from her closet. Her hands, swiftly, forming the signs to open the seals, that held the contents safe. Her fingers brushing, slowly, across the numerous medical scrolls. Scrolls touched by numerous medical ninjas before her.

'Even if he never notices me as a woman… I can still make him proud… by fulfilling my promise to my teammates.'

She thought, letting a soft smile cross her lips.

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Sorry, everyone for not updating in awhile. With my kids back in school things have been crazy. I thought with my youngest, starting kindergarten. I would have more free time. Ha-ha what a joke. It seems after I get my teen off to Jr. High by 6:30 am. I am then getting the twins up and out by 8 am. Then I am lucky to get the dishes done and some laundry and then my youngest is off at 11:20 for kindergarten.

Just when I think I have time to myself… by 2pm my teen is home… then the others at 3:00. Urgh!! So I am guessing, I will be doing most of my writing on the weekends. Unless I pull an all nighter… which I have just been too damn worn out for. So please hang in there and bear with me. I have not given up on this story or my others.

Oh ,and I just have to shout out a ….Happy Birthday to the smexiest shinobi on Naruto. I had hoped to have this chapt. posted on the 15th but was unable. So a happy belated B-day to the one and only copy nin Kakashi. Damn if he was only real! LMAO….Yes I am such a rabid fan woman for that silver, spiked haired, jounin.

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