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This is chapter 2 of Love Letters. Please read, review and definately enjoy.

Hinata sits at the desk with an blank page in front of her. Pen in her hand she thinks back to the last letter she wrote. Where did I leave off?

Leaning forward she puts her hair up before writing.

Dear Husband:

There is some news in your case. I hope Naruto and Kiba learn more.

I left off the night I came home from that meeting at your house. My father was pleased nonetheless to have a daughter marrying an Uchiha. I know he was bragging about it the next day. But when they asked who he would say my name with much less happiness. My father wanted to go over some things about our engagement so he brought me back over the next day.

I remember feeling like we were suffocating you. I felt suffocated by it.

I was so sure that you were going to have changed your mind. I almost wished for it. I remember wondering what was going to happen. That uncertainty frightened me. I didn't know how to act. What I was supposed to do. What was expected of me. I silently observed until I felt I had grasped some knowledge of the situation.

My father asked how much money should be given to a newlywed couple? If you still wish it will be deposited into Hinata's account.

I vaguely remember you telling him I should have a separate account from the families as soon as were were married. That's when I knew this was really happening.

"I can't imagine Hinata would use my money," you said to him. "Not that she wouldn't be allowed to."

"Are you suggesting that we financially cut all ties with Hinata?" my father was insulted with how you mentioned a separate account.

"Hm," you rolled your eyes at him. "It makes sense. She is leaving the Hyuga name and taking mine, isn't she?"

You had a challenging look in your eyes.

My father had to set his pride aside to arrange this marriage.

Father excused himself to use the restroom and I finally spoke to you.

"S-Sasuke?" I stuttered.

"What?" I remember it was not said unkindly.

"May I ask why?" I hesitated. "I-I meant why you chose me. Of all the girls that like you in Konoha. Me? I don't understand."

"Because your quiet," you replied. You didn't even have to think about it. "You don't drive me nuts like most of the girls. I don't think you ever have."

It was enough to let me chew through my thoughts.

Father returned and there was talk of a date set up for the ring.

"I can supply a ring for your engagement if you would like," he suggested.

"That wouldn't be right," you countered. "We'll pick one out. It should be from me anyway."

I kept thinking how much you were different. You rarely spoke before you left. Now you were striking up a conversation with my father. I was very astonished to find you saying WE would pick out a ring.

"Next week," you said.

"I'll be ready," I bowed as respectfully as I could. This was the last thing I could do to honor my family, even if by just a little.

Hinata grew hungry as she wrote. She pushed away from the desk and checked the fridge. She had forgotten how bare it had grown without him. She wasn't filling it to feed two adults anymore.

She grabbed her purse and left for lunch.

Hinata walked down the winding roads and past the people whom stared at her. She was becoming widely known. The look of pity was slapped across everyone's face as she passed them. She was long over the staring at her feet as she walked. She held her head up and entered Ichiraku's. Naruto would be here. Maybe even Kiba. It was there last day before they left. It's tradition to Naruto to eat ramen on the eve before a mission. Although he ate it all day. Hinata took a seat next to Naruto who was slurping the last bits of his third bowl. Kiba, seated on Naruto's other side, was also slurping the broth of his third bowl. Kiba looked more like he was going throw up any second.

"Hey Kiba," Hinata waved.

Kiba's eyes flicked over to look at her but he didn't set the bowl down until he had every last drop.

Naruto's bowl hit the counter just before Kiba's.

"I win!" Naruto smiled proudly.

"Dang it," Kiba muttered to himself. "Hey Hinata. How are ya holdin' up?"

Kiba tried to press the pity out of his voice and face but it lingered there in his eyes.

Hinata averted her eyes, "I've been better."

"We'll do our best," Kiba told her. It was the only truth he could offer her.

"Tsunade said that if I saw you today your supposed to meet her," Naruto turned to Hinata. "It appears you missed another appointment. You can;t keep doing that Hinata."

"I didn't mean too," she said reflexively.

"You have all the time in the world. How do you forget?" Naruto said unthinking.

Hinata let out a small laugh. Is that all it is? Time? "I've been writing. Tsunade said I should pick up a hobby to occupy my time until Sasuke returns."

"She said that?" Naruto ignored her laugh. "She said returns? She was trying to convince me yesterday about-"

Kiba elbowed Naruto hard in the side to shut him up. Hinata ignored him by ordering some ramen for herself. Her profile to Kiba and Naruto looked utterly sorrowful.

"Just go see Tsunade. Okay Hinata?" Kiba said softly.

She nodded her head in response. Words would fail her. Her voice would fail her.

"Leave finding him to us," Kiba pet Akamaru's giant head while saying this. Akamaru gave her a toothy grin before they steered the conversation into a less depressing one.

Hinata arrive home with a belly full of ramen and a slightly better mood. She set her purse down and stared at the envelopes on the table. She let the hope crush her before turning back to the desk. On the desk nothing had changed. She sat down and began where she left off.

I remember you were waiting for me. Outside of my house. I met you there and you told me we would walk. It was such a nice day. Walking past the cherry blossom trees and the petals falling all around us made me think of snow. We asked how my family was taking this engagement and how my friends. I think I was thinking something like, "How odd that he actually cares whether this effects me or not." It was a stupid thought now that I think about it. Honestly, you do think of others. More so now than when I first met you as a child.

Upon arrival we saw all the expensive diamond rings set out. I felt quite uneasy. I remember thinking that if this was Sakura or Ino they would have no problem finding a ring they liked. I felt oddly placed into this scenario. Like I didn't belong there.

I must have been staring because you gently pushed me forward.

They were expecting us I realized. I gawked at how every ring reflected the light. It felt weird to think one of them might be on my finger. I saw one that I liked. It was simple. Platinum band and one small diamond.

"I like that it's simple but don;t you want one even just a tad bit bigger?" you asked me. I almost wondered if in that second you wanted every girl to envy me. If perhaps you would get some small joy out of that.

You pointed to one similar to that which I held onto but the diamond was nearly three times the size. You took it from the display box and actually put it on my finger.

I thought it was beauty in a pure form. Something I didn't deserve. But it fit so well and we all knew that it was meant for me.

Hinata looked at the ring and felt the fond memories rushing towards her. She stared at it and decided that she loved that ring no matter what anyone thought.

It felt crazy to me. Some weird dream I was tumbling downwards in. I could reach out for something to stop me but there was nothing there. Somehow I felt loneliness in my heart then, though it's nothing compared to now.

I began to wonder what more in depth about what would be required of me as a wife. I wanted to ask you that but I had such a hard time speaking let alone asking something that should be obvious. I'm still trying to figure this all out.

You walked me home that day and I stared at that ring for hours. I was capable enough in the kitchen already but I began to study cookbooks and clean more often. I began to prepare for my roll. If felt odd still but I tried to think of it as a mission. A mission which would last a very long time.

I wondered that very night, while staring at my ring, what if it wasn't you? If it was Naruto would I be happier? Would it feel more natural? Would I ever love you?

You have to know by now how this all felt like some strange dream I was plunged into. I kept thinking I was going to wake up. Any second now. Every morning I'd stare at that ring just to see if I had finally woken up.

The next real day of importance was the actual wedding. It was really the next time I saw you. Father decided he would plan everything out with my mother and that they would ask me or occasionally you what we thought. I tried on a few dresses until I found the right one. It felt amazing. Like I would be the center of attention. I already would be, but it felt like a confidence boost for me.

I was standing in front of that mirror slowly turning. Smoothing any loose hairs. You remember the dress. Strapless, layers that bubbled over another layer and the white sash. My veil made me feel like a spirit. An ethereal being. My shoes were actually flats. I still can't really walk in heels. My hair was up with a few curls falling here and there. Lastly were the flowers. Purple tulips and white lilies.

I checked my ring once more.

I exhaled slowly.

"This is real Hinata," I told myself.

A knock on the door startled me.

"You look beautiful Hinata," Neji said. I smiled in response.

"I feel nervous Neji," I muttered.

"It's only natural," he comforted me.

"Is it?" I said. "I don't know what I'm doing here."

"You're getting married," he smiled encouragingly. "That much should be obvious."

I turned and gave him a look that said 'Don't you start that.'

"Neji?" I said quietly.

"Hm?"

"Is this the right thing to do?" I questioned it. I wish I hadn't thought that but it happened. "Is this how it's supposed to be?"

"The paths been laid down before you for several months cousin," he said matter of factly. "And it's now that you ask this? It's too late to back out graciously now."

I wanted to tell him to forget I said anything. Another knock on the door and your voice floated through the now quiet room.

"We'll be starting soon," you said. "Hope your ready."

"She'll be out soon enough," Neji shouted back at you. If I had half the nerve I do now I would have ordered him to leave.

"Why don't you join the men Neji?" you joked. I will never forget the look on Neji's face when you said that. He looked embarrassed to be caught with the bride to be. Questioning of his manhood would be done. He left immediately and I stood there with my thoughts. I contemplated the window. The drop wouldn't be bad, especially considering how we're ninja. I was more afraid of disappointing you or my father. So ultimately I stepped out and walked down that aisle.

My eyes were fixed on my feet until I was halfway there. You were looking at me and I realized how much your demeanor had changed. Your onyx eyes are kind still. You even smiled at me. I remember how neat you looked in your nice tux. Standing in front of you was every girl's dream and my reality.

I had to realize how lucky I was. Am. How lucky I am.

Hinata had a hard time seeing the paper. She realized it was very late and she had again missed meeting with Tsunade. She didn't want to visit her. Tsunade would drill doubt into her. She would try to be strong.

She put the letter into the envelope and numbered it. She tossed it onto the table and she crawled into her bed. Soon it was warm. Her thoughts before sleep were pleasant she imagined what her child would look like. She hoped they would resemble him more than her. She let herself drift off and her eyes grew heavy.

Morning announced itself when the sun flooded her unadjusted eyes. She squeezed her eyes shut and rolled over. Her arm lay extended instinctively. She felt the warmth beneath her fingers and jolted upright. She realized then that it was only warm there because she rolled over.

She showered slowly letting the water pour over her before stepping out to dress. Today felt like a simple dress and sandals day. She left her hair down and she tugged the lavender dress over her head and it flowed around her belly. She slipped on her sandals and made some toast. She munched on the toast as she walked to Tsunade's office at the hospital. Tsunade would be there since she devoted much of her time to healing.

Hinata walked up to Tsunade's office as she was instructed to by the receptionist. She knocked twice and was told to come it.

Hinata exhaled and walked in.

Tsunade was sitting at her desk with an immense amount of paperwork.

"Hinata!" Tsunade was shocked to see her. Hinata waved to greet her. "Shizune take the papers and do as much as you can while I see to Hinata."

Shizune grimaced as she carried the papers away to work on them. Tsunade's brown eyes fell on Hinata and she watched Hinata sit in the chair.

"I wish you would have come on the day of our appointment," she leaned back.

"I'm sorry I was busy," Hinata could kick herself.

"Busy doing what? Hinata you're on maternity leave and can't do much in pregnancy," Tsunade told her.

Hinata held up her hand to stop her, "You told me to get a hobby. I did."

"And?" Tsunade leaned forward probing her further.

"I write," Hinata looked out the window when she replied.

"What kind of writing?"

"Letters mostly," Hinata traced the lines on the chair.

"What else?"

"It's a story. Our story," she confessed. "I write our story in the letters I write to my missing husband."

Hinata's face was becoming pink.

"Do you send them?" Tsunade probably thought she was crazy.

"No," Hinata said to her. "If I knew where to send them I wouldn't write them. I'd go to him."

"Hinata," Tsunade's voice was full of pity and maybe even concern. "This isn't healthy. Why can't you just accept-"

"Accept what?" Hinata rose. Bitterly she moved towards the door but Tsunade was faster standing in front of the door. "I just can't wrap my head around the idea of him being dead."

"Please don't leave," Tsunade put her hand on Hinata's shoulder comfortingly and Hinata let her hand linger there before sitting down once more. "Let's focus on the pregnancy. I'd like to do a routine exam."

Hinata nodded.

Tsunade's hands hovered glowing just above Hinata's belly. She scrunched her face up.

"What is it?" Hinata felt worry and concern wash over her.

"Twins," Tsunade smiled lightly. She had forgotten the beauty of such things. This whole ordeal with Sasuke left Tsunade's focus a little clouded.

"Twins?" Hinata's face light up. She would write of this as soon as she had gotten to that part of the story.

"Do you wish to know their genders now?" Tsunade asked Hinata.

Hinata didn't hesitate, "To know without him knowing seems unfair."

Tsunade smiled slightly. Hinata was stronger than Tsunade gave her credit for.

"Your dismissed then," Tsunade reached for the papers she'd have to fill out.

"Thank you for coming Hinata," Tsunade said to her. "Please don't forget to come to me if you need anything."

Hinata gave her a small hug and thanked her before leaving.

I have fun writing this. I feel like there are so many ways that this story could unfold. Chapter three should be done by the weekend. I really want to get this story to an ending rather than letting it hang like some of my others. So thank you for reading and for the encouraging reviews for chapter one. I appreciate it.