-To that special anon, I've seen your comments on other stories with Hinata in it. While I usually don't give a fuck about what people think, the Sakura 'bashing' that is sure to come is solely dedicated to you.
-To any readers who are worried about Naruto 'bashing.' Leave. Leave now! This isn't going to be a fun story for you, like at all. Go get your Naruto harem somewhere else, there's plenty around.
Utakata = the Six-Tails jinchūriki.
Hinata wiped her desk for the third time since there wasn't much for her to do. She had managed to get a job as an administrative assistant but they hadn't given her many responsibilities. The lack of job history and degree had limited her options but she still considered herself lucky. There were benefits, the pay was decent, and her co- workers were friendly.
"Mrs. Uzumaki!" She cringed at her title. Most of her co-workers called her by her first name but the higher ups only used surnames. Legally she had to use his name but she hoped it wouldn't take long before she could use her mother's maiden name. "Ms. Urai is out sick and I need you to help set the conference room for a meeting in an hour. They'll most likely want coffee and tea. Chop, chop."
Hinata nodded. She quickly cleaned the large table and turned on the coffee machine. An hour later, she heard voices nearing. Her smile fell when she recognized one of the men.
"Well isn't this a treat?" Toneri sneered. Hinata ignored him as she opened the glass doors for them to enter. She hoped he would just walk in and leave things. After all, it was his arrogance that turned her off.
"Gentlemen, we have coffee and tea. Mrs. Uzumaki will make our drinks," her boss explained.
With a tight smile, she took their orders and quickly excused herself. She heard the door to the break room open. "It'll be just a few more minutes, Mr. Ibushi."
"Actually it's Mr. Otsutsuki."
Hinata exhaled in annoyance. "I'm almost done," she said without looking at him. Toneri walked to her and leaned against the wall, a glint of satisfaction in his eyes.
"Well Mrs. Uzumaki, it's been a while." She didn't respond as she put some creamer in the second mug. He scoffed. "You know I would have treated you like a princess. I would never have you serving others." His tone was full of bitterness as he remembered her rejection. Hinata had turned down his marriage proposal which he thought was ridiculous. The blond oaf was obviously incapable of taking care of her and he relished at the sight of how right he was.
"Don't you find this beneath you?" He asked. "A Hyuuga, the former heiress no less, serving coffee?"
"Your drink is done. You can take it already."
Toneri chuckled. "It kills me to see you like this. You know I do have a job opening that pays much more than what you're making here. Your skills won't be wasted." Hinata slowly stirred the spoon, listening closely. She was working towards her business management degree but quit when they couldn't pay her and Naruto's tuition. She sacrificed her education because she believed in him more; something she now regretted.
Aware that he had her attention, Toneri walked behind her. "I've been looking for a personal maid and good help is hard to find these days. How about a quick interview?" She scolded herself for thinking he wouldn't be the same asshole she knew. He cupped her ass and she squirmed away. "I'll give you a hundred dollars if you give me a blowjob right here. I'll double it if you make me cum before anyone walks in."
Furious, she slapped him. He pinned her hands above her and pressed her against the wall with his body. "Don't act high and mighty now. I can have you fired today," he threatened. "You lost all standing when you married that low life. I can see you regret it now and it didn't take long either. How sad."
Hinata looked away, unable to convincingly refute that and Toneri grinned. His face softened as he caressed her cheek. "I don't like seeing you like this, Hinata. Let me take care of you now. I can give you what he can't. Just let me have you."
"Toneri, you're right." His face lit up with anticipation. "I don't have the Hyuuga wealth behind me and have to support myself. I do have regrets and I'm not the same girl from before. But one thing remains the same." She leaned close. "I don't want you."
He pulled away with an insulted look on his face.
"And it kills you to know that even on my lowest of low, I will never want you. I can be on my last dime and would rather starve than have you on top of me."
Toneri snarled and raised his hand just as Mr. Ibushi walked in. "Oh Toneri! We were just looking for you." He turned to a flustered Hinata. Mrs. Uzumaki, are the drinks ready?"
She nodded and put them on a platter.
"I was just helping the lady, Hachiro. I must say, if you have such stunning women serve you I might have to do more business with you," he joked.
She felt a palm on her ass and turned around; shocked that Toneri would do something so bold. Looking back at her boss, she knew he wouldn't reprimand him. Mr. Ibushi laughed heartedly and patted his shoulder as Toneri walked out. Begrudgingly following them with their drinks, Hinata forced a smile as she handed each man their order even if she felt like scalding Toneri's crotch with hot coffee.
x-x
Hinata knew Toneri wouldn't drop the matter and she already had an idea of what prompted her father to extend an invitation to dinner at the family estate. He had made a point of saying that Naruto wasn't allowed, not that she would have brought him along.
Naruto had become despondent lately and she didn't care to be around him these days at all. However he did ask if she wanted him to go along. Of course she turned him down, which further upset Naruto. He had a feeling that if the Hyuuga sunk their claws into her, they would find out what he did and persuade her into divorcing him. They never liked him and thought she married below their social standing. Actually there weren't many people who thought he would amount to anything. His teachers considered him a lost cause, and even his friends never had high expectations of him.
Hinata had been the only one to see his potential and never ridiculed him or turned her nose at him. Even Sakura had scoffed at his ambitions. In the end he had proved everyone wrong, unfortunately even Hinata who thought he could do no wrong. But he'd make it up to her. He'd show her he just made a mistake. Regardless of how many times he did it, Naruto was sorry.
He watched as she put on her shoes. "If things get too intense, just call me. I'll…" 'Rescue you?' he grimaced as she ignored him and grabbed her purse. "Bye."
Hinata walked into her former home and felt a shiver. It had been so long since she walked out, hand in hand with Naruto. Her father had spewed horrible insults while she fought back tears and Naruto yelled out promises that in the end he broke.
"Ms? Everyone is waiting in the dining room." She quietly followed the maid and straightened her posture as her family turned to look at her.
"Have a seat, Hinata," her father ordered and pointed to the seat beside him. No greetings no hugs, it was the same Hyuuga affection she was used to.
She sat across her sister who quickly looked down. Neji sat beside Hanabi but didn't waver from his gaze. Dinner began quietly but once Hiashi began to talk about their company to Neji, she felt her stomach constrict. It was like a countdown to a very uncomfortable confrontation.
"And how are things with you, Hinata?" Her cousin said in a mocking tone. "Anything new?"
'Naruto cheated on me and got the slut pregnant. She probably had an abortion, but I don't know. You'd have to ask him.'
"Not really," she replied.
"Really? Nothing at all?" Neji narrowed his eyes and she smiled sweetly at him.
"I can't think of anything-" she said.
Hiashi slammed his hands on the table. "Enough! I paid for your education and look at you now, working some menial job to support yourself! You will not disgrace my name any longer and start listening to me. Maybe we can salvage what little honor you have left."
Hinata wiped her mouth and pushed her chair back. "Sit down," he commanded. She glared at him.
"I have always listened to you and I was never good enough. And you didn't pay for my whole education. Remember when you disowned me? I paid for the rest of the year with my money." Of course she had been forced to drop out later on but the way she saw it, he paid for a year and so did she.
"Now? I don't care what you think. I'm not ashamed I make a decent living. This is my life and I'm going to live it however I want. If that bothers you, too bad." Her father matched her glare. "Well this has been lovely but I should be going."
She had made it to the door when she heard Hanabi call out. The youngest Hyuuga had remained silent the entire time but was now rambling about how their father didn't mean it. "Hanabi, calm down."
Hanabi wiped her eyes. "He's thinking of giving you a job. If you apologize, he might still offer it tonight. You wouldn't have to divorce Naruto either-"
She sighed and shook her head. "No thanks."
"Hinata-"
"It was nice seeing you, Hanabi. Goodnight."
"Hinata!" She waited as Hanabi shuffled her feet. "I'm graduating this semester."
Hinata smiled for the first time since walking in. "I know. I'm proud of you."
"I'd like you to be there."
Hiashi walked up and Hinata's smile faltered. "We'll see but we will celebrate, just the two if us. I promise you." Her sister hugged her and she left without a sparing a glance at their father which angered him.
Although happy that she and her sister were mending things, her night was ruined. Hinata didn't want to come home to Naruto but she had nowhere else to go. As she drove, she saw a bar. Without a second thought, she pulled in to the parking lot. Before getting out, she took off her wedding ring. She hadn't worn it in a long while but didn't want her family to ask questions if they noticed it was missing.
x-x
"Hey pretty lady."
Hinata ignored the inebriated man for the third time. He had been pestering her since she walked in and hoped that the bartender would have helped her out. Unfortunately, he was more preoccupied with another woman on the other side.
"Want to go to my place?" he slurred. "I'll pay ya." Hinata scoffed but he grabbed her wrist, forcing her to spill her drink on her dress.
"Hey!" Hinata cried out as he pulled her towards him. "Let me go!"
Suddenly the man was grabbed from the stool and pushed down on the ground. Hinata rubbed her wrist as she stared at the back of her savior's back. "Leave."
She was unsure if he was addressing her and so was her attacker. Yet it was clear when he kicked the drunken man's ribs. "I said get out."
He scurried away and the man took his seat. "What?" he asked Hinata, who turned away. He clicked his tongue as she handed him some money. "What's that for?"
"F-for helping me." The brunette man was thin and tall. Half of his face was obscured by his bangs but she found his pale gold eyes captivating.
"Thanks." Using the money to order a drink, he watched as she squirmed in her seat. He usually liked to be left alone but she was easy on the eyes. Besides, she didn't look like much of a talker. "Are you just going to sit there or are you going to join me for a drink?"
"Oh! Um, I'll have what he's having," Hinata told the bartender who raised an eyebrow but complied.
"Are you sure you're up for that?" he asked. Hinata didn't know what he had ordered but nodded. "Okay," he smirked. "The name's Utakata by the way."
"Nice to meet you, my name is Hinata."
Utakata raised his glass when Hinata received hers. "Well Hinata, here's to…"
"New friends?" she cringed at how awkward she sounded. But Utakata nodded and took a shot. She took his lead but coughed. Her face burned as he began to laugh. As she jumped off the stool to leave, he put his hand on her shoulder, not as painful as the other man.
"I told you. C'mon, order something else," he urged her. Hinata sat back down and they continued drinking.
She liked this carefree feeling. There was no one to look down on her or pity her. No disappointed father or disappointing husband. This man was a stranger and yet she enjoyed spending time with him. As the night wore on, Hinata became more daring and touchy. She rubbed his thigh as she laughed at one of his jokes.
"You're drunk," Utakata mused as she licked her lips.
"And you're sexy."
He grinned but pushed her hand away. "I don't take advantage of drunk girls." He took out his wallet to pay for their drinks. Insulted, Hinata wrapped her hands around his neck and pulled him in for a kiss. Momentarily stunned, he returned the kiss and cupped her ass. "You're making this really hard, Ms. Hinata."
"I'm not drunk," she said heatedly as she pulled away. He gave her a skeptical look. "Okay, I'm a little drunk but I want you. So bad." She pushed her breasts against his chest. "Can't I repay you for saving me?"
"Didn't you already?"
"Privately," she whispered into his ears. "Unless you'd rather have a drink? What will it be?"
Utakata looked unsure but Hinata pouted her lips and whined. "Fuck it." He pulled her along, ignoring some of the looks they were getting. Amongst the sniggers was a scowl. The man shook his head as his suspicions were confirmed. It was Hinata and that certainly wasn't Naruto.
Slowly his scowl turned into a smirk. Sasuke couldn't believe what he had just found out. He chuckled as Suigetsu returned with their drinks. "What's up?"
"Nothing," he replied. He couldn't wait to use this new information. She could have her little fun tonight, he'd get his eventually.
x-x
Utakata was completely aroused, getting hard as he watched the beautiful woman crouch between his thighs. They had barely made it to the hotel room he was staying in. What he thought was going to be another boring night had turned into something completely different.
He groaned as Hinata licked the underside before giggling seductively. He was just thinking of how he wanted to fuck her pretty little face when she took the initiative. The throaty murmurs of arousal that thrummed against him nearly forced him to finish quickly.
Her mouth felt wonderful and the flicker of her tongue was driving him wild. Utakata let himself enjoy the care Hinata was giving him, he hadn't had a blow job this good in a long while; his last relationship had ended rather disastrously and he refrained from dating until he could find the time to settle down. This didn't mean he would start dating Hinata; he was here for a conference that was it. But guessing by how easily she threw herself at him, he doubted she was looking for something long term either.
A groan escaped his lips, then another. The pleasure washed over him in waves. He reached his hands down and entangled his fingers in her dark, soft hair. He looked down and watched Hinata's pink lips slide down and continue to work; engulfing him completely. He felt her throat muscles squeeze him for a moment and rolled his eyes back.
"Yeah, like that...yeah, just a little harder..." he rasped. This was certainly the best thank you he had ever received.
"Mmm-hhhhmmm..." she murmured, her mouth full. Hinata had never found any reward in giving oral but this was different. Naruto would usually thrust down her throat and release without care. Sometimes he would pull out but still get it over her face and her hair. Afterwards he'd slump back and start to snore, leaving her to clean herself up. Yet she never complained because she thought she was doing something nice for him. She liked making him feel good but apparently she didn't do a good enough job and had to seek it from someone else.
Incensed, Hinata began to increase her ministrations. 'If he didn't like it, then it's his loss.' There were plenty of men who would enjoy her attention.
Utakata felt the desperation build up. The pleasure became almost unbearable. He needed to fuck. He needed to feel her wrapped around him. Utakata wanted to see her writhe in pleasure, and scream with ecstasy as he took control.
He slipped from her mouth and pulled her upwards, before quickly rolling her on her back. Hinata moaned as he lowered his lips to suckle her rosy nipples atop her large breasts, one after the other. He felt her reach down and grasp his arousal, guiding it until the head nestled within her slick folds. "Please… do it. I need you," she whined.
Utakata thrust himself deep inside her, hard. Her heavy-lidded eyes widened and a gasp escaped her parted lips. He couldn't believe how incredibly tight and hot she felt. He began to breathe heavily, making sure his strokes were deliberate, powerful and deep. The banging of the headboard, the creaking of the bedsprings, and the thrill of her moans filled the room.
"Fuuuck", he groaned loudly as he felt his final release and collapsed atop her, breathing heavily. After a few minutes, he raised himself up onto his elbows and looked at the lovely face beneath him. Their eyes locked and her lips curved upward in a smile.
"Was this better than a drink?" she asked teasingly.
He chuckled and nodded. "Much, much better." He covered his eyes with his forearm and evened out his breathing. He felt the mattress shift and hoped she would be up for another fuck or at least suck him off once more before leaving.
Hinata picked up her discarded clothes. Utakata looked at the clock. "Do you have somewhere to be?"
It was almost midnight. "Nope but I do need to get going. My husband might get worried."
Utakata's eyes widened as he watched her get dressed. Yeah she definitely wasn't thinking this was anything other than a one-time thing. His shock wore off and he chuckled. Whatever her husband did must have been bad, but he shrugged. He didn't really care.
"Well, have a good night!"
He pulled out a pipe and lazily waved.
Hinata scrunched her nose before closing the door. She hated the smell of smoke.
Will there be the usual suspects? Maybe… but I also like playing with other characters who haven't really been used before. Probably do a mix of them.