Disclaimer:I do not own Naruto or any of its respective characters. This fanfiction is for entertainment purposes only. (Mostly my amusement.) However, if I DID own Naruto, it would be called "Neji and Hinata: Byakugan Babies Galore!" That has a nice ring to it...

Author's Note:Thank you so much to all who have read and reviewed my stories One Way or Another and Possession. I just want everyone to know how much I appreciate your time and encouragement. Now, for the standard notes. This is a NejixHinata fic. If you don't like NejixHinata, please save yourself right now and skip this fic. All others, enjoy!

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Possession - Chapter Two

It was midnight and Hinata was not in her room. She wasn't in the garden, or the dojo, or the family bath house, either. It had been six hours since the evening meal and Neji was losing his patience.

He stalked around her room, darting glances in every corner and on every surface, scanning for some clue to her whereabouts. Nothing. He found nothing out of place, not a single sign that she had even been there. Of course, he had only been in her room a few times. He wasn't even sure he knew what he was looking for.

He stepped into her bathroom and his senses were flooded with her memory. Lavender lilted on the air, permanently absorbed into the pale violet paint. He inhaled deeply, and sighed. Why did it have to smell like lavender? Why did everything about her have to be so beautiful?

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Flashback

As the last of her wrappings fell to the soft ground, Neji stared, in awe of her lithe frame. He had released his hold on her, to step back and simply take in the beauty before him. She was ravishing, and he was ravenous.

Hinata held her tiny hands in front of her breasts, in a coy effort of modesty, while her legs were squeezed shut in an awkward stance. She was naked, completely and utterly vulnerable, and the doe-eyed look she gave him only compounded his desire.

Slowly, he unbuttoned his jacket.

By now, she had stopped sobbing. She only stared, pleading with her pearly eyes, begging him to let her go. He would do no such thing. She needed to know, she needed to learn her lesson, and he was all too eager to be her teacher.

"Please, niisan," she finally found her voice, meek and shallow though it was. "Please don't do this."

"Come now, Hinata-sama," he answered, before shrugging out of his jacket and pulling the shirt over his head. After dropping the garments, he dutifully arranged the strands of long sepia-colored hair that had escaped their binding. "Why would I do such a thing, when I have you right where I want you?" Then his pants and underwear fell to the ground in a pool at his ankles. He stepped out of them, and his sandals, as well.

The only thing left between them was sunlight and the soft summer breeze.

End Flashback

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Silently, Neji wondered.

What if Hinata had planned some elicit liaison with the nine-tailed fox? Naruto had whispered something in her ear earlier in the day, right before he'd left her at the training ground. It was possible. And in a time like this? Would she go to him? Would she reveal their secret? And if she did, what would the impulsive fox-boy do?

Neji remembered the Chuunin Exam, and how he lost to Naruto, who had been determined to avenge his young cousin's honor. Naruto had done so without even really knowing Hinata. What now would he be capable of after having confessed his feelings for the demure Hyuuga Heiress?

Neji was worried. He needed to find her, and he'd already wasted a considerable amount of time. He turned to exit Hinata's bathroom, but stole a glance at himself in the vanity mirror first. There were lines of worry beneath his pale eyes, and his face held no color whatsoever.

Hinata.

Had he been wrong to claim her? Regret was not a feeling he was used to, even though it was what prompted his decisive action toward her. He had regretted all the years of mental and emotional torture he'd inflicted upon her. He had also regretted not noticing the intensity of her feelings toward Naruto sooner. He had mistakenly believed that he could take his time courting her, earning her trust– and her love. But when he saw them together, so close, he thought he'd lost again to Naruto, and he couldn't stand it. So he waited. He waited in the shadows for the chance to strike at his prey.

Prey? When had Hinata-sama become his prey?

His eyes bulged, and his whole body shook with sudden, flooding realization. He had raped Hinata-sama.

And with the awareness of his guilt thundering violently throughout his skull, Hyuuga Neji promptly lost his dinner into the porcelain bowl of Hinata's toilet.

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Hinata sat on a stone bench on the empty streets of Konoha. She had been wandering around for hours, looking for Naruto. She plunged her weary face into the palms of her hands. She couldn't remember where Naruto said he wanted to meet her. It had been so brief a whisper, and it had happened only moments before her trauma with Neji had begun. Try as she might, she just couldn't recollect.

What was she thinking? Leaving the Hyuuga! Of all things! Just where did she think to go? It wasn't as if Naruto could help her. Not even the Godaime Hokage had the authority to stop the sealing ceremony. All she could realistically hope for, was one night of freedom, and now she couldn't even find the object of her affection.

Tears dared to sting her eyes again. No. She would not cry. Such displays of weakness were partially the reason she found herself in this awful situation. If she had been stronger, even if only in spirit, she could have rebuked Neji before his jealousy erupted in her face. If she were stronger, he would have listened. Now, she was ruined. Not only had her virginity been stolen by the person she'd least expected, but her conniving sister had finally usurped her position within the Clan.

And to think, Hinata actually wanted to be Leader someday. How else could she change the Hyuuga? Naruto would need a powerful ally within the family in order to institute the changes he vowed would come after he became Hokage. She had to be there to help him.

She allowed a pained hiss to escape her scowling lips. How useless. She should have worked harder, trained longer! Now, there was nothing she could do! She clenched her hands at her thighs as her hair fell over her eyes. She should go home and face her punishment. It could not possibly be worse that what was to come at the next council meeting.

"Yo, Hinata-chan." The familiar voice sounded effortlessly bored, as usual. Hinata looked up to find Kakashi-sensei kneeling before her, a wave on his hand and a smile in his one good eye. "What seems to be the trouble?" He asked, in that same uninterested tone.

"N-Nothing, Kakashi-sensei. I'm sorry," she lied, softly.

"No need to apologize." He took a seat next to her on the bench. "But, Hinata-chan, what are you doing out here?"

"Um... Well, I-I... Um..." She stammered. God! She sounded like such a fool. Why couldn't she just speak in a straight sentence? She peeked up to meet his silent interrogation. No. Not with him staring down at her like that. He might look passive, but everything about the Copy-Ninja was a carefully choreographed charade.

Kakashi raised his eyebrow as he leaned back to await her answer. She would have to tell him something. And from the stern look on his masked face, that something had better be the truth.

"I was, " she wrung her hands together, "looking for someone," she managed.

"Well, what a coincidence." He reached behind his head and chuckled lightly. "I am looking for someone, as well. Imagine my surprise when I came to this very spot and found you here instead."

Hinata felt a bit more at ease with his jovial mood. "R-Really?" She questioned. "Who were you looking for, Kakashi-sensei?"

"Oh, just a friend." He turned his head and pointed toward the door behind them. "He owns this hardware store."

Hinata poked her head in the direction he was pointing. The lights were off inside the building, and the sign on the door clearly read: 'Closed'.

"Kakashi-sensei?" She just couldn't help herself. "Surely you knew the store would be closed at this time of night."

She could tell he was smiling through the dark mask. "Well, normally that would be the case. However, I gave him a call to say that I was dropping by. You see, I have this light fixture at home that's really been bothering me. I'm so clumsy in the dark. I really need to fix it."

"I see. But, why not just wait until morning, when the store opens?" She asked.

"I would, except, he's going on an extended mission tomorrow. So, if I don't get the supplies tonight," he sighed, "I'm out of luck."

Now, Hinata smiled. "He must be a very good friend to let you disregard the store hours in such a way."

Kakashi gave an embarrased shrug. "Well, I am a little late."

At this, they shared a long laugh. When Hinata's giggles died down, Kakashi leaned forward, closer to her eyes.

"So, tell me, Hinata-chan. Who were you looking for?"

Hinata was nervous because of his question, but he had managed to cheer her up. "N-Naruto," she smiled shyly.

"I see," he said, a knowing gleam in his eye. Hinata only blushed furiously. "Now that you mention it, my student did say something about meeting a pretty girl tonight. The only thing was, he couldn't remember where he told her to meet him."

Hinata perked up immediately. "W-What did you say, Kakashi-sensei?"

"I just told him to go to the place most familiar to him, and wait."

Hinata though about it. Where would Naruto be most familiar. Not many places were open now, but that wouldn't really matter, would it?

"I wonder," she said to herself. As Hinata sat, lost in thought, a click was heard at the door, before it swung open in a whoosh of irritation.

"Kakashi," the unshaven and disheveled man accused. "You're late."

"What else is new?" Kakashi inquired, nonchalantly as he approached the door. He didn't even attempt one of his lame excuses.

Hinata stood, awash with hope. She rushed behind Kakashi, bowing deeply. "Thank you Kakashi-sensei." She was truly grateful. Now, she knew where to find Naruto.

Kakashi gave her a polite wave as he watched her rush off toward Ichiraku Ramen Stand. "Good for you, Hinata."

"Kakashi!"

"I'm coming," the Copy-Ninja said, applying more boredom to his voice.

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Hyuuga Neji leapt from rooftop to rooftop, scanning the streets below for any sign of Hinata. By now, she was surely with Naruto, but still, he hoped to find her before she found the Kyuubi vessel.

He had to find her. He had to make things right between them, before his rival had a chance to twist her any further against him than she already was. He hadn't given up yet. He wouldn't give up, because he was going to win. He vowed never to lose to Naruto again, and he certainly wouldn't begin with his Hinata-sama.

He caught a glimpse of movement below. A door swung open and Neji curiosity got the better of him. He stopped on the roof across the street and waited for the person to exit the hardware store.

Kakashi stepped over the threshold waving slightly as the door was slammed angrily behind him. He held a brown paper bag in his arm, filled to the brim with various household merchandise.

"Great," Neji sneered. "It's only Kakashi." He was about to leap away to continue his search, when the Copy-Ninja waved and called out his name.

"Hyuuga-san!"

Neji's eye twitched in irritation. He did not have time for this. But, Kakashi was his elder, and a jounin at that. He couldn't just ignore the man, so he jumped down from his perch, walking stiffly toward the odd ninja.

"Funny meeting you here. You're the second Hyuuga I've seen on this street tonight," Kakashi said.

The look of irritation on Neji's face shifted through a series of emotions. Shock, relief, arrogance, and... "Where is Hinata-sama?" He inquired too calmly, the stoic mask falling back upon his face.

It was that last look that Kakashi didn't like. "She's with Naruto," he stated bluntly.

Neji couldn't quite hide the downward curve of his lips at Kakashi's answer. "Did she say where they were to meet?"

"Hmmm," Kakashi pondered, a finger pressed against his masked chin. "She may have mentioned something about the genin training grounds, though I'm not entirely sure." He paused. "Yes, I believe that's what she said."

Neji smirked, then his eyes slowly fell on something peeking out from Kakashi's bag.

"Excuse me, sensei," he said. "Would that happen to be electrical tape?"

"This," Kakashi peered down at the top of his bag. "Why, yes. Why do you ask?"

"I was supposed to pick some up for Hiashi-sama. However, it seems I've missed my opportunity while searching for Hinata-sama," he stated.

Kakashi was suspicious, but didn't want the Hyuuga prodigy to be punished for something so mundane, if he could help it. He supposed his broken light would just have to wait a little longer.

"Go ahead and keep the roll," he tossed the tape to Neji.

Neji smiled and bowed swiftly, before slipping it into his kunai pouch. "Thank you, sensei," he said. Then he turned, walking briskly toward the training grounds, in the complete opposite direction that Hinata had gone barely fifteen minutes earlier.

"What is it about that Hyuuga Neji?" Kakashi wondered to himself.

End Chapter Two