I decided to lay low for a while. Maybe the sudden stop of murders might put them off? Since I had nothing to do and my need to kill has spiked up to high dangerous levels because of my lack of killing, I decided to spend a day with Hinata. Recently with our developing relationship and my discovering of my emotions towards her, I was able to relax within her presence, soothing my nerves, muscles, and need to kill.
I walked to her house and was about to open the gate when I saw from the corner of my eye Hinata bending down in front of a bird. Her smile graced her features, high lighting her pale skin and pink lips. Her nose had a pink hue and her eyes seemed to twinkle from her silent happiness. She picked up the bird and cooed words to it. The bird seemed to understand as it spread its feathery wings and flew. She stood up immediately, waving bye to it, and smiled—a smile that made her eyes close and her face glow.
I chuckled at her innocence and I once again said to myself how lucky I am to have her. She turned to my direction, mortified at the fact that I caught her waving goodbye to a bird. She blushed profoundly and I just smiled at her. I placed my hands at the back of my head as I moved towards her, not minding the bushes and gate that separated us. She also moved to my direction. Her pale hands gripped the gate as I placed my tan hands on top of her own. She shyly gave me a smile and I smiled back, welcoming the silence.
"Ano, Naruto-kun, may I ask what are you doing here?" She cocked her head to the side slightly. I grabbed her hand and kissed it, making her gasp and pull back. She cradled the hand I kissed against her chest and she smiled, her hair hiding the fact that she's blushing. That action alone made me fill up with so much warmth and love…I loved it.
"I came to whisk away my Hime-sama." I bowed before her and, in my forgetfulness; I slammed my forehead against the gates. I groaned, rubbing my now sore forehead. I felt a cold hand on my now growing bruise and I glanced up to see Hinata looking at me with a worried look.
"Naruto-kun, are you okay?" she asked in a worried tone.
I grabbed her outstretched hand and kissed her knuckles. I just had this overwhelming feeling to kiss her. I looked into her eyes and smiled. "Ne, Hina-chan, don't worry about me. But can I have you for the rest of the day?" My eyes twinkled and she blushed.
"I'll a-ask." She let go of my hand and left, her figure disappearing behind a closed door.
It felt like hours when she finally came back out, dressed in a simple plain light purple shirt and a capris reaching right below her knees. I grabbed her hand the moment she closed the gates and twirled her around. She laughed, sounding more like music, and I leaned down to kiss her on the lips. She giggled and leaned into my side shyly when I encircled my arm around her waist. I loved the feeling of our body's fitting each other and her small hand gripping my shirt.
"Ano, Naruto-kun, where are we going?" she asked.
"Oh." I scratched my head, letting my famous grin show. "I have no idea…"
She giggled, making me blush at my stupid mistake. "It's okay. As long as I am with Naruto-kun I don't mind." I gripped her tighter. I saw a local store and I dragged her to it, making her gasp.
I bowed to her before opening the door. I smirked when she began to laugh, her hand coming up to lightly touch her lips. My eyes glazed over for a bit before I blinked, snapping myself out of it. She glanced around before going into an aisle. I, however, made a B-line to the ramen section of the store. Again, in my haste to arrive to Hinata's house early, I forgot to eat breakfast. I tapped my chin, pondering on what flavor I should get. There were many flavors to choose from but my eyes kept going back to the miso flavor. Agreeing, I grabbed the instant ramen cup and made my way to the tea pot next to all the different ramen's. I carefully opened the lid and poured hot water into it. I watched as the broth filled up to the limited line at the top and the steam started to puff out, making my face sweat slightly. I closed the lid and placed the chopsticks on top of it. I glanced behind me to see Hinata coming up from the aisle she went to. Her eyes glanced back and I followed her gaze. There, amongst other pastries, was a little white box with three cinnamon rolls in it.
"I couldn't find anything I wanted, Naruto-kun," she said meekly, her head bowed. She was probably feeling guilty because she was lying. She always did this thing: she'll either bow her head or look at the other direction when she was doing something against her morals. Why was she lying to me anyway? I want to buy her something. But I decided not to mention it. I guess I'll have to squeeze out the truth out of her.
"Oh, really?" I said, looking back to my still cooking ramen. "So you don't even want cinnamon rolls?"
She shook her head but I saw her falter for a moment. "Really? I think it'll be a good addition to your morning routine if you eat cinnamon rolls. You get to tear apart the crunchy bread that's coated with that sweet icing on top. Then, once you place that little delectable party into your mouth, you get to taste the softness of the bread and an explosion of cinnamon and sweet brown sugar will just explode in your mouth. The gooiness will stick onto your fingers so licking off the icing will just be the toping on the cake while you're salivating."
"Naruto-kun, if you don't mind can I have that box with the cinnamon rolls?" she asked, her eyes just twinkling with hunger.
I laughed and the cashier glanced up and gave us a look before resuming his reading of a magazine.
Hinata blushed, embarrassed but I kissed her quickly, reassuring that it was okay. "Go get them," I whispered to her. She nodded and left while I grabbed my ramen. I threw the watery lid to the trash and dipped my chopsticks in, moving the noodles around. Arriving to the counter, I placed Hinata's little pastry box on top and pointed to my hot ramen. The cashier nodded but I noticed his eyes drifting to Hinata, who was only staring at the cinnamon rolls and once in a while at me with a small smile on her face.
I growled before thrusting the amount of money on the counter. I grabbed Hinata's hand and with her other hand grabbed the pastry box. I stomped out of the store, pissed. Who the hell gave that guy the right to stare at Hinata? I was the only who can stare at her. Kami…
Our feet led us to the local park and I enthusiastically pointed out a bench that had the perfect view of the park and the morning sun. I sat down and gobbled down my ramen. Hinata carefully opened up her box and grabbed a cinnamon roll as if the pastry was a newborn baby. She placed the bread on her plush lips and the tip of her tongue licked a bit of the icing. I completely stopped eating, a noodle hanging on the corner of my mouth, and a foreign heat traveled through my hormonal body. The way her small mouth enveloped the cinnamon roll made my fingers clench. Icing coated her lower lip and, oblivious to my staring, her tongue instinctively licked it off. She finished off the rest of the cinnamon roll before reaching in for another. She stopped and glanced at me. I blushed, caught in my act of lustful staring, and I turned away.
"Ano, would Naruto-kun like some of my cinnamon roll?" she asked innocently. I laughed and shook my head, my golden locks moving with my movement. Her eyebrows furrowed and she looked down. "So why were you staring?"
"Ah…" I was at a loss of words so I just coughed and said, "Its cause you're so beautiful, Hinata."
She blush a light pink before mumbling a thank you. She continued on with her second cinnamon roll and I finished off my ramen. The hot broth went down my throat and I burped, satisfied. Horror painted my features as I turned slowly to Hinata, afraid that she might have heard it. To my surprise and relief, she continued on with her pastry, content beyond anything. I smiled and threw away my now empty ramen cup along with the chopsticks. I stretched before placing my arm around Hinata's shoulder. She stiffened for a moment before relaxing, leaning into my touch. I looked around and I was surprised when I saw a group of soccer players staring at Hinata. I narrowed my eyes and growled slightly.
Hinata paused and looked at my direction, perplexed on to why I started acting that way. I glanced at the soccer players and grinned before swooping down and kissing Hinata on the lips. She was surprised, her eyes widening, before closing slowly. Completely forgetting where we were, I cupped the back of her head and turned our simple kissing to something heated. I tasted cinnamon and sweetness and I drown myself in the taste. I licked her lips and her lips parted, letting my hot tongue wreck the inside of her mouth. I licked the top of her mouth and she moaned, her hands gripping my hair. I pulled away before kissing her again, my fingers moving from the back of her head to her neck. Heat pulsed everywhere on my body and for the first time ever, I wanted to explore Hinata's body, touch everything that was her and be the first to taste her. I moaned and my open mouth kisses traveled down to her vulnerable neck. She took a sharp breath in before moaning softly. My teeth nibbled on her neck, making sure to leave some kind of mark, before moving up to her slightly bruised lips. I kissed her once more, my mouth sucking on her lower lip, before moving away. Her eyes opened half way, a look that made my crotch twitch. I glanced back at the soccer players and I smiled smugly at their dumbfounded faces.
"W-What was that for?" she asked in a whisper.
I kissed her forehead before relaxing on the bench. "Just wanted to claim my territory, is all."
I felt her snug up on my side and I saw her eyes look down on the floor. At some point during our intense make out session, I guess I dropped the cinnamon rolls on the floor.
I sheepishly grinned and apologized.
"I-It's okay," Hinata mumbled before whispering, "I tasted s-something better anyway." Her face dug into my shoulder and I laughed.
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Walking around aimlessly was something I tended to do when I was lonely and depress. But now, underneath the warm sun and blue sky, the action didn't bring any sorrow to my heart and soul. It brought happiness and warmth, something I thought I'll never experience. My feelings for Hinata were getting intense with every passing day and I didn't know if this was good or not. I was afraid, this feeling, was so foreign to me and I don't know what I'll do if Hinata just decided to leave my life. I thought of massacring a large group of people and the thought…didn't bring anything. In fact, I couldn't imagine Hinata leaving because I had so much faith in her. Ever since she decided not to leave me that day we went on our first date I was certain she'll stay by my side. When my thoughts flashed images of Hinata abandoning me, my heart changed the scenario to Hinata kissing my cheek while holding a baby, our baby, in her arms. When my mind whispered negativity upon negativity, my soul would play Hinata's voice, making sure that her voice was the only thing echoing in my mind. And it worked. Now, I was so deeply in love with her and I don't know what I'll do if she ended being an Uzumaki.
I paused and my heart picked up its pace.
"Are you okay, Naruto-kun?" Hinata also stopped and the grip on my hand tightened.
I looked at her, blue clashing with lavender, and I smiled. It was something different and I felt it. It was soft, loving, and warm. It caused Hinata to blush and to return the smile. "I love you, Hinata," I confessed quietly, stepping closer to her, "and I'll do anything to keep you safe. Be it my life or my maniac side, I'll sacrifice anything to keep you by my side, alive and breathing." I kissed her, soft and sweetly, and I pulled back to see her crying, a smile on her face.
"I-I'll protect you too, with my life Naruto-kun." I smiled and hugged her, happy beyond belief.
We resumed our walk, supplying the evening with conversations and silly acts. Sometimes I'll whisper sweet love words into her ear, making her smile shyly. Other times, she'll hug my arm and kiss my cheek but retrieve as quickly as she did it. We left the small park and walked through the busy streets of Konohagakure, trying not to bump into anyone. We would sometimes stop and look at the shops, whispering to each other on how if we had the money, we'll buy anything the other person wanted.
We reached the base of a set of stairs leading to the town's famous little mountain. We raced up the stairs and I tripped, granting Hinata her victory. However, she did help me up, and together we arrived to the top. The sun was just setting, hovering right above some mountains. The rays reached everywhere, trying to warm up the humans from the soon-to-come night's air. I walked towards the heat, the rail stopping me from going any further. I heard Hinata beside me and I turned to watch a small smile form on her pretty little face, making me smile too. I hugged her from behind and my chin rested on her head. I took the opportunity to smell her shampoo and I was satisfied to smell lavender with something sweet and feminine. I felt her relax against my chest and I squeezed her tighter. I decided then and there that the only person who'll ever touch her will be me. The only one who would be by her side will be me. Content with my silent vow, I leaned forward and whispered in her ear, "I'll never let you go." She shivered and I smiled, resuming our previous position.
"I know."
From there we decided to go to a clearing I knew in the forest outside of town. She was excited, I can tell, as the sun completely disappeared, taking its heat with it. The moon rose high and I sighed, watching as the sky turned to a dark blue, almost black. The stars twinkled and the moon smiled, a few clouds covering our only source of light.
I stopped walking and Hinata bumped onto my back. "See the stars?" I asked her, my head tilted up. "They remind me of your eyes. They're a unique color, your eyes, and sometimes I'll look up at the sky and think, 'Wow, the stars do look like Hinata's eyes but something's missing.' That something is that your eyes are prettier than any star in the universe, including the sun." My eyes looked at the sky. "And then the night's sky reminds me of your hair. But then there's a flaw to the sky. I can't reach it." I reached towards the sky, my tiptoes straining from the weight and my fingertips trying to reach the sky as best as it can. "While your sky, I can." I touched her luscious hair and I saw as her cheeks turned a bright red. "And I noticed that here, your sky, is softer than anything I'll ever touch and your eyes," my fingertips touched her closed eyelids, "tells a story, displaying your emotions, to everyone, to me.
"You're amazing Hinata, even more so than the sky and its stars," I finished off with a crook smile.
She smiled and she initiated the kiss, making me smile. We resumed our walking and after pushing some bushes away, we arrived on a plain bathed with the moonlight. I grabbed her suddenly by her waist and my right hand grabbed her left hand. I twirled her around, dancing to the imaginary music that I could only hear. We twirled and twirled in circles, never letting our eyes lose our connection. I pressed her closer and twirled more, our movements seeming magical. As we danced, we never noticed the entrance of some fireflies.
We stopped as we looked around, the clearing being lightened by the bugs' soft yellow glow.
"Ne, Hina-chan," I said, catching her attention. "I heard that you can dance." We resumed our dancing. I gave her a smile while she looked at me with wide eyes. "You think you can…" I bent down, letting my lips linger right next to her vulnerable ear. "…give me a personal demonstration."
I felt her body heat up and I nearly laughed. She shook her head from side to side, pressing her face against my chest in a way to hide herself. My laugh echoed off the trees as our dancing never ceased.
"Hinata, I'm not asking for a strip tease," I said playfully. She shrieked, gripping my sides. This time, however, I let her go and laughed hysterically.
"N-N-Naruto-kun!" She covered her face, in a way to shield her all mighty blush. I stopped laughing and wiped some tears that leaked out.
"Gomen, gomen, Hinata-chan. You don't have to." I went to her and hugged her, resting my chin on top of her head. We stayed like that for a few minutes before I heard a muffled sound. I let her go and backed away a bit. "What did you say, Hinata-chan?"
She looked down on the ground, finding it interesting. "I-I'll do it…"
It was a whisper that could easily be carried off with the wind but I heard it and grabbed it with my hands, not letting it escape. My eyes widened and I was about to say something when she cut me off.
"N-Naruto-kun is never afraid to show how much he loves me in public." She twiddled with her fingers a bit. "So I shouldn't be n-nervous to show Naruto-kun how much I love him." She led my frozen figure to a tree and told me in a shy way to stay there.
She backed away and stood in the middle of the clearing. I saw her take deep breathes before she started her dancing. It was magical and unbelievable. She would move her body in such a way that I thought that it wasn't even possible. She was unimaginably gorgeous. The way her body moved with the music she only heard left my mouth dry. She moved her arms high up as if calling to the heavens then she'll be on the ground, one leg bent while the other straight, her feet pointing in a different direction. Her hands were flat on the ground and she picked herself up. Then, she twirled in the air, like a ballerina, and landed in a professional way. She twirled, her hair following behind her. I was speechless throughout her little show. The moon's light touched her delicate skin, painting it with a beautiful glow that made my heart quicken. Her foot was standing on the tip of her toe and her hands stretched high above. I felt my skin grow hot from the need to touch and praise her. No one else would be able to see this, only me. And for a moment, I became more selfish than before. I wanted her to come live with me in a far way land, perhaps in an island?
She stopped, ending it gracefully. She glanced at me and quickly blushed. She ducked her head and her hand tugged on her shirt nervously. What was I to say? I was left speechless and no amount of words would sum up on how her dance left me feeling. I decided to hug her tightly. I picked her up and twirled her around. She laughed and it made me feel like I was flying. I stopped, letting her onto her feet, and kissed her without giving her a moment to breath. I pulled back, letting my forehead rest on hers. We both closed our eyes, relishing our moment together. "That was the most beautiful thing I ever saw," I breathed out, deciding that would be the closest thing I felt about her dance. She smiled.
Then, the need to be as close as possible to her came back with a force. I kissed her roughly and massaged my lips against hers. I didn't give her time to think before I licked her plump lips and sucked on them, making them more swollen. She moaned and I opened an eye to see her blushing madly. She gripped my shirt, maybe trying to stop her moans, and I kept my assault. I pushed her against the tree, never breaking contact. She gasped and I lightly put the tip of my tongue inside her mouth. She didn't realize it till she tried to lick her lips and felt my tongue invading her mouth. Our tongues touched and an electric feel passed through me. I growled and let my fingertips touch her waist, pulling her shirt up slightly so can I feel more of her soft and warm skin. I left her mouth and kissed my way down to her neck, nibbling on the warm skin. My hands wormed their way up, touching her bra. She gasped and pulled back slightly, surprised. But I didn't let her escape. I attacked her mouth and my hand groped her breast, squeezing it slightly. I felt her nipple hardened underneath my touch. I sucked her tongue and began to massage her breast when suddenly Hinata's body slumped against the tree.
She fainted.
I laughed and brushed some sweat off my face. I sat down next to her, placing my face against her neck, kissing it. I couldn't help but feel my male ego boost up. I let my eyes close, enveloping on the warmth of my girlfriend.
We awoke to the owls "who's". It was dark and the fireflies had long ago left, leaving the clearing in an eerie darkness. I turned to see Hinata snuggling against me and the skin on skin contact made me smile warmly. I shook her gently, afraid that if I don't get her out of her as soon as possible her old man might kill me fatally. She awoke and stretched, making a cute mewl sound. I laughed and she looked at me confused before turning crimson.
"Oh, did naughty Hinata just remember our little intense make out?"
That was right at the bulls' eye. She covered her face and I laughed. Moving her hands away, I kissed her on the lips in a chaste way. She was so innocent.
"I think I should get you home," I said before kissing her again. She nodded and I picked her up.
Walking back to her house was fairly quick which made me disappointed at the fact that we'll be separated. I kissed her, whispering goodbye, and before I walked away I felt her hand circle around my wrist. I turned back, giving her a look. She looked down, biting her lip.
"N-Naruto-kun can stay here if he likes…" she started slowly. "No one's in my house right now." I yelled happily, making her jump. I grabbed her hand and dragged her pass her house gates. She laughed and stepped in front of the door, unlocking it.
This was my first time entering the Hyuuga residence and I was left speechless the moment Hinata opened the door for me. I stepped in and took off my shoes as she did the same. She gave me slippers which I happily put on, relishing on the feel of the softness, and let my feet wonder about. I was awed at the white color walls and marble floor. The living room was big, sofas and a coffee table in the middle of the room. Two hallways were at either side of the living room and a few family portraits hung here and there.
"Naruto-kun, would you like some green tea?" I nodded absentmindedly and I heard her giggle before leaving me alone in the white living room that looked more and more like snow. Then, out of the corner of my eye, I saw something bright in contrast to the white wall.
There, on the wall, hung the many police badges from Hinata's father.