CHAPTER RATING: M
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Episode 24: Anniversary, Part II: One. Last. Night.
Some time later…
"Okay, round two, Hinata and Naruto." Shino said aloud. He stood between Naruto and Hinata the familiar forest clearing that they had trained in for so many years. "Remember, this is just a training bout, nothing lethal." Shino looked towards both of them. "Is that understood?"
Naruto nodded.
Hinata nodded.
"Ready…go!" His arm fell down, the motion cutting the air between the two team mates.
The two teammates immediately took off running towards one another. Naruto found himself leaping forward; he crashed down onto the ground, and slid towards Hinata's legs. She responded by readying herself, she planted her left leg deeply into the ground; with her foot firmly planted into the grass, she pivoted with her right foot, and in a single spinning motion, she lifted her left foot to land with a crash onto his back.
Naruto, with his eyes closed, felt the air change with Hinata's movements. He felt her leg right behind him, and used his arms to push himself up. It seemed as if a single pocket of air cushioned his back, Hinata did not kick him in the back, but with her assistance, he was lifted to his feet.
The force of the air pushed him further back than he had planned; he turned to Hinata charging towards him. With a shout, he palm was headed directly to his chest. He readied himself, and grasped her hand with his own. Their fingers intertwined for a single moment of clarity among seconds of seemingly chaotic attacks.
He smiled lightly; a blush fell over Hinata's face. They both smiled at each other, as her assault continued. Hinata's left palm opened and jolted forward. Naruto caught her arm again, and grasped it tightly. He planted his feet firmly into the ground, just as Hinata had with her left foot. He held her arm, and tossed he towards the ground.
Hinata clenched her eyes in pain, until she found that she had not actually landed on the ground, but on another pocket of air. She opened her eyes and found him looking over her.
She pulled him down beside him and returned a smile.
"Uhh…So, who wins?" A voice came from behind them. Their eyes opened, holding embarrassment and surprise when they saw Kiba standing above them. "Are you guys still going at it? Or is that the end of the round?" Hinata and Naruto quickly rushed to their feet, and dusted themselves off.
"No contest." Shino interjected. "Naruto had Hinata on the ground, but didn't take any action to finish the match."
"Well, I think that's enough for now, what do you guys say?" Naruto replied.
"I would say that we've done enough for today." Shino added.
"Yeah, how about we go grab something to eat?" Kiba said.
The teammates turned and walked back towards Konoha. Hinata ran up towards Naruto and grabbed his hand. In the back of his mind, something sparked.
"Hinata." He started while grasping her hand even tighter. "There's something I wanted to ask you." He whispered.
She held his hand tighter. "What is it?" she asked.
"Hinata…I-"
"HURRY UP YOU TWO! OR WE'LL LEAVE YOU BEHIND!" He was interrupted. Naruto nervously grasped the back of his neck.
"I'll answer your question…tonight." Hinata whispered with a smile. She turned and began to run. "We're coming!" she shouted towards Shino and Kiba.
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A medley of orange and blue overtook the sky at sunset. He watched the sun slowly set while taking in deep breaths. The insanity of the entire conspiracy even had him worried; but he had een assured by Hyuuga Hiashi himself, that the entire incident had been resolved, and Naruto wouldn't have to be bothered by it anymore. Narauto shook his headt o clear his thoughts, this was no tile to sulk on the trouble of the past. All that mattered now wat that he was okay.
But more importantly, Hinata was okay.
He sat in the small living room he had been accumstomed to for so many years. His usual attire was hanging on the wall, headband placed on a small dresser next to the outfit. He was dressed in a simple black T-shirt, and plain grey boxer shorts. He let his mind wanter for a while, recalling everything that he had witnessed in the last five months or so.
His thoughts were interrupted with the sound of a turning doorknob; knowing who was stepping through the door, he took another breath.
I'm going to ask her tonight…I'm going to ask her tonight. I know I can.
His breathing became regular again as he turned to greet her.
Hinata stepped through the door with a gentle grace. She was clothed in her usual grey-lavender hoodie, but sported a pair of violet shorts that Naruto had never seen her wear before. Her smile was soft, and her voice was kind.
"Naruto-kun?" She called outh in the home.
"I-I'm over here." He replied while stepping out from behind a wall. Her smile widened when he came into view. Her arms wrapped around him, with her ear placed against his chest, she stepped back.
"Naruto-kun? Is something wrong?" She heard his heart racing.
"N-No, nothing's wrong." He stammered. Hinata expressed confusion at his obvious lie. "A-Actually, Hinata…"
"What is it?" She looked into his eyes as she asked the question; seeing something different in his expression, an emotional weakness that she had never known before…A fear that he had never shared with her.
He stood there, looking into her eyes for what seemed like lifetimes.
Just do it! He thought to himself.
He closed his eys briefly, and took another deep breath. When his eyes opened again, he felt a soft and warm pressure against his lips.
She slowly pulled away from him, and grapsed his hands with her own. Almost rhythmically, her steps fell as she lead him to his bedroom.
In the past few months, he had altered his room. The bed was now large enough to accommodate two people, held by a dark wooden frame, with red and white sheets; much of the room was bare, it had been renovated in the last month or so since his hospitalization.
She guided him down onto his bed, placed her hand over his heart, and gently pushed him back. He followed, and slowly leaned back until he found himself flat on his back. Hinata moved her hips to his, she leaned up against him, and began to move.
Her motions began to generate warmth in his core. Hinata moved with such a smooth motion, he felt himself begin to grow. Her hands rested on his chest. Fabric began to gather in her grasp as her hands slowly wrapped around the black fabric of his T-shirt.
Fabric gathered in her grasp as Hinata's hands slowly wrapped around his T-shirt; with her grip on him, she fiercely pulled him up to her; eye's closing as she passionately kissed him. Naruto's eyes widened in surprise, and then relaxed as he took in the sensations that began to overpower him. His mind became numb, his arms became weak, and his heart was racing.
"I almost lost you." She whispered to him. He stared at her with a blank expression until he managed to form a somewhat coherent thought.
"Hinata…I wanted to ask-" She placed two fingers on his lips, interrupting him.
"Shh…Ask me later." She glided down to him again, her lips merging with his in another embrace. Their tongues intertwined while pushing against each other.
Hinata's hands slowly rubbed against his chest as it descended down his body. She gently grasped him. Her gripwas relatively cool compared to the heat radiating from his body. Vibrations rumbled from his throat as he moaned in pleasure with her movements. She began to descend to his core; Naruto's breaths became shallow, trying to regain his composure, he steaded himself onto his elbows.
Surprise took him when he saw how aroused he was. He looked up towards her, mesmerized by her beauty. Kneeling down before him, Hinata slowly unzipped her jacket, and let it float to the floor. She revealed a black lace bra that made a perfect contrast against her flawless ivory complexion. Slowly, she took hold of her breasts, and moved them towards him.
His breaths became shallower when Hinata slid him into her bra. She wrapped herself around him. His palms flattened onto the bed, wrinkles ran across the sheets with his fists, clenched in ecstasy. Her smooth movements became faster. What she did next pushed him over the edge.
Hinata's mouth descended upon him, her tongue swiftly moved, and began to caress every inch of him. The warmth he felt when she did, completely overwhelmed him.
He was able to weakly murmur her name before her body shook with one incredible climax. She felt him reach his limit, and moved further down, taking him in entirely.
He let out extremely labored breaths and looked towards her again. Hinata reached behind her, her bra fell down to the floor. Naruto took a deep breath, he felt life entering him again as he marveled at her beauty.
"Lay dow, Hinata." He whispered to her. With a flushed face, she eased down onto the bed. Naruto moved down and kissed her. His tongue slowly moved against hers; His hand caressing her as he felt her. Hinata's moans rumbled through their entire being just as his had. His fingers glided down her silk skin to her black panties.
They gently slid under her black panties. Slowly, he continued to move down. He lifted his lips from her just as he began to move his fingers. Hinata let out a desperate gasp for air. Her moans of pleasure echoed through the empty halls and into his ears. He moved himself closer to her, and with a wet finger, pushed aside the black lace.
Hinata's hand entangled itself into his blonde hair. She moved with him, guiding him with her hand while moving her hips; his tongue moved rubbed against her, Hinata placed a finger in her mouth, and with a soft expression began to bite down on it.
Her muscles tightened, her hand wrapped around his head and pulled him towards her lips. He weakly embraced his lips with hers. In the same motion, she wrapped her arms around him, and whispered into his ear.
"…Take me." His hand moved down and took hold of himself. They both let hin deep breaths as he slowly entered her. Naruto regained the strength in his legs, he held her in his arms, and stood.
A deep gasp exited both of their lips as Hinata sunk down onto him, and he moved deeper into her. Hinata rhythmically moved her hips, feeling every inch of him inside of her. Naruto felt as if he would lose his mind in pleasure as she continued to move.
His knees weakened as his mind went blank. He caught himself from completely falling onto Hinata, but to his surprise, he felt her fingers almost dig into his back, and pull him down further into her.
"N-Naruto-kun!" She shouted with a breaking voice in passion. His hips moved against hers, pushing them further, and further.
"H-Hinata!" He cried out desperately with a gasp of air. His muscled tightened again, he let out a deep gasp with his climax.
Hinata gasped deeply as she felt him inside her. She held him in her arms, and guided him down to his side. He landed softly beside her, they looked into each other's eyes.
"I love you, Naruto-kun."
"I love you, Hinata."
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The Next Morning…
Naruto awoke to a sunrise, next to him, lay the woman he loved. He still had not asked her the question.
She began to stir; his mind was now more at ease than ever.
Hinata's eyes opened. She greeted him with a gentle smile. He took a deep breath.
"Hinata, will you be with more…Forever?"
"…Yes."
She moved towards him, and kissed him just as passionately as she had the first time.
They would be together.
Now and Forever.
THE END
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AFTERWORD - AUTHOR'S FINAL THOUGHTS
These are just some of my final thoughts about my entire experience writing here on Fan Fiction. So, feel free to not read this final installment.
Before I get to the main part of this final writing, there's something that I'd like to share. You may be wondering why I'm ending these stories. Well, I have an answer for you.
This is something very personal, so if you couldn't care less about this(since you could literally be a WORLD away from me, and will most likely NEVER meet me) you can skip until the word "First" appears to read about what I've learned.
To begin, I think a story may illustrate this better. In high school, I had to take a creative writing class; in it, we had to describe ourselves, one of the traits that I used to describe myself is "sprinter." Not in the literal sense, but in the figurative sense that I take things in heavily, and then eventually lose interest in them overtime. Like a giant burst of energy that later begins to dissipate. Like a supernova. Perhaps you can find a connection here.
In February of 2013, I jumped into a Naruto sprint. I watched all of the original series, and caught up to the current series(at the time) in a few months. You'll see my first story Blossoming in Blood and Tears was published 6/22/2013 – June 22nd, 2013. At this time, I had just finished watching the series up to Shippuden 206 – Sakura's Feelings, which compelled me to write that story. It's been quite a while, and I'm rather disappointed that I caught up with a 6-7 year old anime in a few months.
So I stopped watching at one point.
Since I have stopped watching, I am now behind the series, and I have no idea what has happened since I stopped viewing. This is why I've decided to end these stories.
For now, I have lost interest in Naruto. It will eventually come flooding back to me like a broken down dam, but for now, it's over.
The reason why I've decided to end these stories is because I don't want my published stories, which I've worked so hard on, the stories that are the currently the largest writing projects of my life, to become stagnant, and rot forever in the "In Progress" section of FanFiction, like many other stories.
And even though it sounds like I'm pulling the horse over onto the road and putting a bullet in its head, trust me when I say, that I have thought about it for a long time, and I really hoped that I could put a bullet in that horse's head in the most dignified, fulfilling, and satisfying way possible.
I hope that by the time you read this, I have achieved my goal, and that you are as satisfied as I am.
Maybe I'll be back again, when I start up on another Naruto sprint in the future.
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Now onto a "lessons learned" lecture.
First, never let a story become too long. When the story becomes too extended, I have found that the plot drags on, and soon, reading and writing the story will drag on as well. When there's a good place to end a story, end it.
Second, similarly to never letting a story get too long, never force yourself to release on a rushed-or for that matter planned schedule that you can't keep, and never write when you don't feel up to it. When you do so, terrible chapters are written, you become burned out, you'll eventually feel that the story is getting monotonous, and soon, you won't want to continue writing it. Likewise, never take on two stories at once. Stick to one, end it. And begin again.
Third, remember who the writer is. There are readers, reviewers, and critics for your story; but there is only one writer for your story: you. I know that you take great pride in your writing(I know I do) but don't take criticism personally, when you take a negative response personally, you'll feel terrible about it, and it will linger in your mind for longer than it should. So remember to keep it professional, separate it from yourself emotionally. Don't let other peoples' thoughts determine where you take your story, because the only person who has the first and final say in your story, once again, is you.
After all, it's no use being offended by what someone thinks of your story when they literally live in another country.
I know that it sounds like I'm an ass when I say that, but if there's something I've learned these last 21 years, it's that people who are too nice only get stepped on by those who sense how kind they are.
There's nothing wrong with being proud of what you've done and defending it.
Stay proud. Stay strong.
I'll be taking a lengthy hiatus after I finish these stories, and I don't expect to be back any time soon, if at all. But what I can say is that if I ever become an author, the blurb in the back of my novels will read:
WanderingRurouni started writing when he was 21, he began writing stories for FanFiction dot net, where is two major stories were written for Naruto, entitled: An Acknowledged Love, and Cherry Blossoms in the Wind.
And lastly, I'd like to thank you all for joining me on this incredible journey. It has been one hell of a learning experience. Thank you for the kind words, and even some of your not-so-kind words. They've all helped me grow as a writer, and a person.
When I had written my first story, I had never intended for it to have the reception that it had, I just posted it because "hey, when I have something I want to say, it'd be nice to have someone hear it."
And so, the highest praise I can give to you, my beloved audience, is this:
I had originally come to FanFiction, to write Mature fiction, and ONLY Mature Fiction; meaning every single one-shot, every single chapter, every single story was going to contain lemon, just because it could.
My first story was written on a fluke, no planning, and no schedule.
I just picked up a pen and began writing my thoughts.
But ever since I found that people began to look forward to my writing, the writing itself had evolved into something that I would not have imagined.
Ever.
It became even better.
So, thank you, kind strangers, thank you for joining me on this incredible journey; a journey that even my closest friends would not have taken with me.
Until next time,
-WanderingRurouni