When the news of the death of Kurenai sensei came to Konoha High, everyone went into mourning. A heavy, gloomy air filled the classroom each time we walked into it and it was unshakeable, unwavering. Every day, when I entered the room, I expected to see Kurenai sensei sitting at her desk smiling at me, but sorrow and disappointment filled me each and every time I saw someone other than her sitting there in her place.
After I saw her die, I had nightmares for nights on end. The same scene I saw that evening repeated over and over again; her neck being torn open by Sasuke's vicious fangs, the blood spilling out from her neck, and her lifeless body falling to the floor drenched in her own blood. Sometimes the nightmare would change. When her body hit the floor, I'd peer into her lifeless eyes and she'd say "Why didn't you help me?" On nights like that, I'd wake up soaked in cold sweat.
Also after her death, I hadn't been to the church since. Sasuke didn't bother to beckon me or try to find me, so he must understand my situation. I can't enter the place where I watched someone I knew die even if she did come there to kill Sasuke. I can't bring myself to go. Not for a while at least. The last time I saw someone die was seven years ago and at times it still feels like it was recent.
Two months passed and I still thought about Kurenai sensei, but the nightmares finally stopped. However, even though the dreams ended, I still couldn't bring myself to go see Sasuke. I feared to smell death as soon as I walked through the front door and I feared having flashes of my teacher dying in front of me again.
On a brighter note, I no longer felt melancholy when I entered Kurenai's classroom. We did, however, obtain a new teacher. His name was Iruka Umino. Age twenty-six and fresh out of college. He was pretty naïve and the boys picked on him and fooled him quite a bit. I would have thought that this was funny if it weren't for my overpowering compassion. I felt bad for him. Iruka sensei tried hard to gain our approval but the boys didn't make it any easier for him.
A week after Iruka sensei came we were due to get a new student. Iruka sensei was excited to introduce the new kid. My guess was, it was his first time ever introducing someone… or because the new kid won't throw paper balls at him.
"Settle down everyone," Iruka attempted. It didn't work but when he said "new student" everyone shut up and paid attention so he continued. "We're getting a new classmate today. He should be here any minute now actually."
"Iruka sensei said 'he'," Ino whispered excitedly to Sakura and me. "I hope he's cute. These faces are starting to get boring around here."
Sakura and I didn't get time to roll our eyes because just then, the kid walked into the room. All of the girls shrieked at his attractive features, which made the boys groan at more of their competition. Naruto was hard enough competition for the boys here. But with the new kid waltzing in here like he owned the school wearing a naturally attractive face it kind of made things harder for some of the male population to keep their girlfriends.
A fair skinned boy who looked about seventeen with blonde hair and grayish blue eyes walked in and stood beside Iruka sensei. He looked nothing special to me but everyone else took him in like he was some kind of god that descended directly from the heavens.
His blonde hair, which its color was very similar to Naruto's, was drawn up into a ponytail with the rest hanging down freely. A part of the hair that hung freely covered his left eye. It was also long for a boy. It travelled down his back and ended a little past his shoulder blades. The color of his hair intensified the color of his eyes and whenever I caught myself staring, I mysteriously got drawn in.
From the front of the room, I caught Naruto looking at me. When I gave my attention to Naruto, he turned away.
"I wasn't checking the new kid out, if that's what he's thinking," I thought.
"This is Deidara," Iruka said. "He moved all of the way from Iwagakure to join us so please treat him kindly."
"It's nice to meet you all," he greeted.
The girls sighed from his smooth voice. I couldn't help but to suck my teeth and put my attention elsewhere. I took my gaze to the window and let my eyes wander. To no surprise, they found the church. The condition appeared fine. The same as it was two months ago. Hopefully the inside was in the same healthy condition.
"Before the next class starts, Deidara, why don't you pick someone to show you around?" Iruka asked. "Everyone here is helpful and will do their best to make you feel comfortable."
I was pulled out of my train of thought when the girls began to scream in excitement and hands shot up. Some even stood up and some climbed onto their desks. I couldn't help but find this all so pitiful and what's worse is that Ino was among them. Ino was standing on her desk, waving both of her hands in the air.
"How… about…" He looked all around the room and his eyes found me. When our eyes locked for the first time, I felt a strange sense of déjà vu. I felt as though I knew him from somewhere. "Her," he said with smugness in the tone of his voice. "She's the only one not making a scene or looking at me like they want to kill me unlike everyone else in here."
I inhaled and exhaled deeply. "Why couldn't he choose someone else?" I stood up from my desk and exited the room with Deidara following close behind.
Along the tour, I pointed out things that were important like the library, the boys' bathroom, the cafeteria, and a few of our upcoming classes. I noticed that Deidara didn't seem interested in what I was showing him. He seemed more interested in me and not in the "she's so hot" kind of way. I caught him studying me during the tour a few times and he only answered me with "Uh-huh's".
When the tour was almost over, I turned to Deidara and asked if there was any questions, concerns, or complaints. He gave some thought into what he was going to say and then he gave me a smile similar to Sasuke's. The resemblance was startling and I found myself missing Sasuke to my surprise.
"I have a question." It was the first time he spoke during the tour other than the "Uh-huh's." He took a few steps towards me and asked "Why do you look so much like Kana?"
My eyes widened and my heart jumped. If Deidara knew about Kana then he could only be a vampire, right? And judging by the way he eyed me, I had no doubt that he wasn't a friendly one.
"Kana? Who's that?" I tried to sound oblivious to the name but there was no hiding it from a vampire. He could see some of the sweat beading down my forehead and I bet he could hear my nervous heart pick up pace. I was the worst liar in the world.
"Don't play dumb," he snapped. Do all vampires have short tempers? If not, then I surely haven't met any.
Deidara was quick to anger. Really quick I realized. Just from not answering him right away, he grabbed me by the arm and jerked me towards him. He tightened the grip on my arm until I cried out. What is wrong with this guy?
"Let go," I pleaded.
"Not until you tell me what you know about Kana."
Just when I thought the pain couldn't get any worse, he gripped me harder. There was nothing I knew about her other than the fact that Sasuke and Kana were in love and his brother murdered her. If I told Deidara that, there was no telling what he'd do but if I didn't then he'd probably kill me here in the middle of the hallway. What was I to do?
I looked back up at his cold eyes. "I'll tell you," I breathed. "But not here. Somewhere more private."
He gave me a smile more twisted than Sasuke's and I flinched at the sight. His fangs peeked out at me and seemed like they wanted to dive right into my exposed neck. "Good. Let's go, Hinata."
I felt terrible about putting Sasuke at risk but he could take care of himself. He's killed before. But then again, humans were nothing compared to vampires and I think Deidara is older than Sasuke. I got him in another situation that he might have to drag himself out of.
Deidara dragged me into a nearby janitor's closet and tossed me on a box full of fragile light bulbs. I rubbed my injured arm and stared at him in fear. He smiled and leaned against the door. He was amused. He liked to see me in pain and it only satisfied him more to know that he was the one to injure and corner me. I had no power and Deidara liked that.
The janitor's closet was a very tight space. It couldn't have been more than six feet long and four feet wide. And the walls overwhelmed with shelves full of boxes, cleaning supplies, and documents didn't really help with the claustrophobic area.
I sat on the box directly across from Deidara. We were probably only two feet apart. The only thing that separated us was a light hanging from the low ceiling that waved back and forth between us. I felt trapped and scared in this room as my predator laughed to himself and took in my current situation.
"Talk," he said, getting comfortable against the door.
I breathed, bit my bottom lip, and averted my eyes to the concrete floor beneath us. "I don't know much," I started. I quickly glanced at Deidara to see if his facial expression had changed. It didn't. It was still hard and expressionless. Somehow that relieved me a little. I stared back at the floor and I proceeded to tell him what I knew in one quick breath. "Someone I know had met Kana years ago. I don't know how many but during that time they fell in love. Kana turned him into a vampire and sometime later she was murdered by my friend's brother." I looked back at Deidara and saw him shift. Anger also lingered in his eyes and I quickly added "My friend avenged her death, though," to settle him. I didn't want him seeking out Sasuke to get answers about his already dead brother.
There was an uncomfortable silence between us but it didn't last long. The predator soon said "You're a lot like her." My head shot up from the ground. "You look at the ground when you're scared and nervous like she used to…" His eyes lit up from remembering Kana. I wanted to know more about her. Kana was a mystery. And if her name alone could make a power-hungry monster like Deidara become sentimental, even if for a little while, then she must've been some kind of saint.
"What's your relation to her?" I asked.
He hadn't expected me to ask about her. He probably expected me to beg to be released so I could go back to the comforts of my human classmates and teacher.
"Heh. I remember it like yesterday." He looked up at the ceiling and then down at me. "I was 150 when I first saw her and it was love at first sight, for me anyway. Kana never took notice to me. Every time I looked at her, my heart skipped beats and I got butterflies at the pit of my stomach. I had to talk to her so she'd at least acknowledge my existence. The more that I got to know her, the more I fell in love. I can still see her smile, hear her laugh, hear her voice…" The serene glow he carried when he talked about Kana dimmed when the story took to a surprisingly grim turn. His eyes locked on mine. He wanted me to drink in every word he fed me. "… Until it got to the point where I couldn't take it anymore. I just had to have her. I wanted her to be mine, to belong to me and only me. I thought that confessing my love to her would have taken our relationship to a new level but she rejected me… I never felt so enraged in my life and decided to do something about it." I was afraid to ask. Something sinister sprouted in Deidara and I feared speaking would only make it grow. To my luck, he continued without me saying a thing. "I kidnapped Kana and tortured her. I whipped her, burned her, drowned her, and starved her. My kidnapping was about revenge, sweet revenge but she never showed any weak spots. She was a strong lady. I had to think of another way to break her."
Deidara abandoned the door and made his way over to me. He grabbed onto my shoulders so hard that I yelped. Our faces were just a short five centimeters apart and I saw how sinister he truly appeared from here. I felt my body tremble uncontrollably from the massive fear consuming me in his hold.
"I raped her," he said. He said it slowly as if he wanted me to know what he was capable of. "I raped her over and over and over again." He went back to the door and leaned against it when he saw my eyes widen. He continued to tell me more. "After nine days, Kana grew weak. So weak that she could barely cling onto life. And even after how angry I was with her, after the awful things I did to her, I had to let her live. I knew she had to hate me by then but I didn't care." He took a deep breath. "I turned her into a vampire."
As if my body was on autopilot, I frowned and I felt my eyebrows furrow.
"She ran away from me and I never saw her again." He scoffed and crossed his arms. "500 years later I find out that she was teaching some human kid about poetry and the essence of life. He followed her around like a lovesick puppy dog and the very sight made me sick and it filled me with envy. Kana was no longer mine. She was his." That had to be Sasuke. "A few days later, I heard she was murdered by my natural enemy, a slayer. I got no more news after that. I couldn't even find that kid she adored so much…" He looked at me. "But you filled in the patches. Thanks." The "thanks" was purposely said to make me feel uncomfortable. What was he going to do with me now?
Deidara rubbed his chin in thought. "I have to admit. When I saw you, I was kind of shocked. I didn't expect to see a descendant of Kana here…" He paused for a moment. "I just need one more thing from you, Hinata." I hated it when he said my name. He said it as if I was lying about my identity. "You had to have met that kid who followed Kana around since you know about her. What's his name?"
"I won't tell you." I was surprised at how cold my voice sounded.
In an instant, Deidara grabbed my face. His piercing blue eyes threatened to kill me then and there. Why am I protecting a boy I knew for only two months?
The predator picked me up and slammed me against the shelves behind me. They shook violently and for a moment, I feared that they would topple over onto us, but the shelves were the least of my worries. This monster wants to kill me.
With one hand holding me up by the collar of my shirt and the other threatening to choke the life out of me, Deidara leaned in close to my face and said "Tell me what his name is. If you don't, I'll do the same things to you like I did to Kana."
Don't get me wrong, I cared about Sasuke's life but I definitely didn't want to undergo the same things Kana had to. At the end of the torture, Deidara might not even be kind enough to turn me… then again, I'd rather die human tortured or not.
"If… If I tell you, are you going to hurt him?"
He shrugged. "Maybe. It depends."
By no means was that a good enough answer, but I had to tell him what he wanted to know anyway. "Sasuke… His name is Sasuke Uchiha." I choked on my words. I felt as though I betrayed him.
"After school, I want you to take me to him."
"More? You want more from me? I'm not as servile as you think." Yet, my voice shook with fear.
He squeezed my neck and let his fingernails sink into my flesh. We made eye contact. "You will take me to Sasuke."
His voice sounded beautiful. Convincing and hard to refuse. Servile, like I claimed I wasn't, I repeated, "I will take you to Sasuke."
He smiled. "I thought you'd never offer. Our discussion is over. I'll see you after school."
Deidara dropped me and left me gasping for air. I hadn't realized that I wasn't breathing as much as I thought I was until now.
Deidara smiled at me before he exited. "Oh, and if you contact Sasuke and tell him that I'm coming, I'll kill him and make you watch. Then I'll kill you."
When that frightening encounter with Deidara occurred, it was the beginning of the school day. With each class passing and the hours ticking agonizingly slow, I found myself growing unbearably restless. Deidara enjoyed it. He especially enjoyed it when I didn't show up for lunch. I lost my appetite. I was disgusted with myself for ratting out Sasuke and seeing that heartless bastard smile at me all day. He was amused. He liked seeing me miserable and powerless. It pissed me off.
What pissed me off more than anything, though, was that he took the pleasure of flirting with my friends and completely took their attention from me for the entire school day. I was alone. It was a familiar feeling but something I could never be okay with.
Naruto noticed my loneliness but never had the time to approach me. The fact that he felt sympathy for me, cheered me up a little. During class, he'd look at me a few times and give me the smile that I loved. I caught myself smiling back and timidly finding the floor to avoid meeting his eyes.
When the clock struck three, all of the happiness I felt from Naruto's attention immediately faded. The time came for me to betray Sasuke. If Deidara didn't kill me, Sasuke surely will if he lives.
As I made my way out of the building, Deidara casually caught up with me. We didn't speak at all though and that only made me even more uncomfortable. I won't be able to forgive myself for bringing an enemy to my… friend? I guess Sasuke is a friend. I'm not sure what he is to me. I have no special feelings toward him even though we made out and were on the verge of having sex. My feelings for him are not mutual and it makes me feel bad but I can't help the way I feel.
We got to the church in about ten minutes. I took deep breath before we ascended the stone steps. I used the key that Sasuke gave me after Kurenai died and opened the door. I quickly scanned the lobby. No Sasuke. Going too slow for Deidara, he shoved me through the door. He stepped in moments later and looked around.
"I don't think he's here," I said.
"No," he said closing the door behind him. "He's here."
In a flash, my vampire friend stepped in front of me, shielding me from Deidara. He must have sensed the danger long before we got here. He was angry and looked like he was about to pounce on the stranger.
"I just want to talk, little boy," Deidara said but he didn't sound like the friendliest person in the world.
"What do you want?" Sasuke snarled.
Deidara merely smirked. He then looked at me but continued to talk to Sasuke. "Hinata is really stubborn. I wanted information out of her but she forced me to practically choke it out of her. You're a really patient kid if you can deal with her."
"You hurt her?" he growled and then took a step toward Deidara. I quickly grabbed his arm and held tight. Deidara is old. Really old. Much older than Sasuke and he could easily kill Sasuke.
"Relax. I'm not here to fight. I just wanted to see what you looked like. I'll be taking my leave now." He gave me a twisted smile. "See you tomorrow, Hinata." He left and even after he left, the tension still hung heavily in the air.
"Hinata," Sasuke breathed. He kissed me a few times. "Are you okay?"
"Yeah. A little shaken but I'm fine."
"I'm glad. Who was that?"
I ignored the question by staring at the floor. "I'm… I'm so sorry. I brought danger here and… and I haven't been around. You have to be upset with me, right?" I didn't want Sasuke to seek Deidara out and put himself more at risk for death.
"Never." He stroked my hair affectionately. "I could never be upset with you. I love you."
That made my heart hurt. I hated being in this position. Sasuke stared at me so affectionately and I couldn't return the gaze. He knew this but continued to do it. He couldn't help it.
I felt uncomfortable all of a sudden. "Sasuke, I have to go home."
"Will you come back tomorrow?" A familiar twinkle of happiness sparked in his eyes kind of like the same happiness Naruto always carried.
"Y-Yeah. I'll… I'll see you tomorrow." I couldn't refuse. He was so happy to see me because he missed me, and honestly I missed him, too.
When I headed home the first thing that I did was take a shower, a long shower. I carried guilt and hoped the water would wash it all down the drain. To my disappointment, it didn't. I still felt just as guilty about not seeing Sasuke in months and then putting him in danger when I came to see him as I did before I stepped into the shower.
I tried to get my mind off of Deidara, Kana, and Sasuke. They were all linked through history and I knew hardly anything. I only knew Deidara's past and I could really care less about what happened between him and Kana. My unquenched curiosity directed towards Sasuke's story. They were in love, deep love and Kana turned him. Recalling that Kana turned Sasuke into a vampire sparked a bit of jealousy in me. If Kana turned Sasuke into a vampire, that means they had sex. She probably took his virginity given that he must have been a teenager at the time.
Sitting here wasn't going to give me answers. Sasuke had to fill in the holes. I'm already involved in this Kana drama without ever wanting to be in it in the first place so I might as well receive the answers I deserve from him.
When I got deeper into thought, a knock at the door scared me out of it. I quickly went to the door to see who it was and when I opened it, my heart stopped dead in its tracks. It was Naruto Uzumaki.
He appeared to be nervous but I wasn't certain. I never saw him in a nervous state. He was always exuding with confidence.
If I'd known he was stopping by, I'd have worn different pajamas. I only wore a T-shirt and shorts made out of cotton. I never wore shorts and when Naruto saw that I was for the first time I saw a line of blush claim his face.
"H-Hey, Hinata," he greeted. He nervously scratched his head. "Can I come in?"
I was so surprised by his visit. It took a while before I snapped back to reality and finally answered him. "Yes. C-Come in."
I gestured him to enter. He walked in with me shutting the door behind him.
"I know my apartment isn't much but please make yourself at home." My voice trembled.
It was small but comfortable enough for me. I got used to its size over time. My only problem was what other people thought of it. I know that I shouldn't assume Naruto would be disgusted by its appearance because he probably lived in an apartment similar to mine but I couldn't help it. I liked him so much and as a result, I wanted everything to be perfect for him.
He sat down on the only couch I owned and sat on the middle cushion. Now I had to sit next to him. A difficult task for me. I loved the way he smelled and it simply couldn't go unnoticed. I also loved how warm his body was. It was comforting somehow and I could picture myself cuddling with him as I enjoyed his warmth.
"Can I get you anything?" I asked. "Water, tea, soda?"
He nonchalantly shrugged and patted the cushion next to him. "You can just give me your undivided attention." He smiled. I knew he was nervous but he played it off so well that I started to believe that he wasn't.
I sat beside him. We were so close for the second time. I immediately breathed in the Chanel Allure and was sent to heaven. This was torture. If I'd been familiar enough with Naruto, I might have jumped on him right then and there but we were technically, and unfortunately, strangers. We had nothing in common and knew nothing about each other other than the fact that we both had no family, but that was enough for me to feel romantically drawn to him.
"It's rare to see you look so lonely," Naruto said. "Your friends weren't really talking to you today, were they?"
"Yeah. They were too wrapped up in the new kid." Just thinking about Deidara infuriated me. Unfortunately, the anger was worn on my sleeve and Naruto noticed.
"Did he do something to you?" He faced me and I felt his arm slide along the back of the couch behind me.
"It's already been taken care of." My voice trailed off because of the lie that I told.
I was only able to look away for a moment, to avoid his eyes, when I found myself looking back at him when he said "I'll protect you so don't worry about him. If he messes with you, I'll fight for you."
Sasuke and now Naruto. I'm putting too many people in danger. "No. I don't want you to do anything. That guy isn't worth your time."
"He is if he's putting you in danger," he retorted. The hand he kept on his lap slid over to mine. He squeezed my hand. "I'd do anything for you, Hinata."
My heart stopped. My eyes widened and my breath slowed. Surely this was a dream, right? Everything about this seemed too fictional. Naruto wouldn't say things like that to me. I wasn't pretty enough. I wasn't smart enough. I wasn't popular enough. Why waste his breath on me when he could easily find a girl with all of those qualities? I was just… Hinata.
He inched closer to my face and the arm that rested on the back of the couch wrapped around my shoulders. "Hinata, you don't know how strong my feelings are for you."
Despite all of my fears of Naruto rejecting me and me fearing that I wasn't worthy enough to be with him, I found myself becoming even more enticed by his very being. I loved him. I loved who he was and he was sitting right in front of me feeling the same way. Why was I worrying when everything I desired, everything I wanted, could be mine? He could belong to me. Only me.
I gently slid my hands along Naruto's soft skin and rested my hands in his silky, blonde hair. I pulled my body closer to his and brushed my lips against his. His eyes widened. He hadn't expected me to take initiative. Honestly, I hadn't either but I went with it anyway, not completely sure what I was doing and how to make him feel good.
He joined me. He released my hand and rested his on my hip. That very action sent electricity flowing through me. Naruto touched me gently and carefully as if I'd break. If he handled me the way he really wanted to, he appeared to believe that I'd shatter like glass. But even though I did enjoy the touch, he was holding back and I didn't like it. I didn't want to be treated like a fragile little girl. I wanted him to be more aggressive and with how slow we were going, I could tell that wasn't going to happen. I had to make it happen.
I broke the kiss and my teeth found his ear. I nibbled on his left ear for a short while as I sat on him. If me kissing him first took him by surprise, then he couldn't have possibly seen this coming. I was straddling him and kissing down his neck to his collarbone. His Chanel Allure urged me to explore what was down further but I wouldn't allow it. I fought my lust.
Naruto ran his hands through my hair, down my back, felt my curves, and then rested on my rear. One stayed on my butt and the other travelled up my shirt as our lips touched again. By this time, Naruto got the message that I didn't want to be handled like precious cargo and treated me the way that he saw fit.
Our starving lips smashed against each other and our tongues fought with precision. One of us wanted to come out on top as we battled hard with loud moans and heavy breaths. When our bodies rubbed hard against one another, the rough material of Naruto's jeans scrapped against my bare legs and excited Naruto when I let out a loud, heavy moan. My body was already aching with the need to be one with Naruto. I wasn't desperate but my body seemed to think otherwise.
Just as I was contemplating whether I should get off of Naruto, Naruto picked me up and laid me down on the couch. He got on top of me and we continued the kiss. I was clearly in a dangerous spot. We kissed each other roughly. Our lips brushing against the other and our teeth scrapping skin in such a way that made my body shiver and burn with unsettling anticipation. But the kissing wasn't the only dangerous role that played a part in our intimate encounter. Our pelvises were pressed together as Naruto stroked my legs. I hadn't even noticed my legs wrapped around Naruto. A risky thing for me to do but what was even more risky during this was that my crush was beginning to stroke my thighs. I had never been so impatient in my life. I just wanted to take our clothes off and get to it.
It was as if Naruto read my mind. He took my shirt off in between kisses and in return, I rid him of his. Big mistake on my part. I let my hands ghost over his body and stared in awe at his six pack. I gasped at the sight and couldn't stop touching it. Just looking at his body alone could have gotten me in the state that I am in now.
He put his warm hand over mine and I looked at him.
"Do you like it?" he asked. He should already know my answer. His body is the only thing that could take me away from his face.
I bit my lip and nodded.
Before I knew it, his hands were all over my body. "Your body's even more amazing, Hinata."
He appeared to be more impressed by mine than I had his. Why? Because I had bigger boobs and was curvier than Ino? Whatever the reason was, I loved the way he glided his hands over me. It made me hungrier and the little lapse we just had felt too long for me. I wanted to get back to business.
He was prepared when I pulled him in for more. If I didn't do it any sooner, he was sure to do it instead and that could have been dangerous. I wanted Naruto. I really wanted him but he wanted me more. It startled me at first but I felt him through his jeans. He was more desperate than me. He wanted to take more clothes off to fill his need. He wasn't going to do it without my permission though.
I gave him the message he wanted by unbuttoning his pants. Before I even got his pants down, he seized my shorts with a light tug. I helped him get them off by slightly lifting my body. In a little over a second, they were off. My heart raced from letting a man see my underwear for the first time. I wanted to cover myself and call this all off but seeing how fondly Naruto stared into my eyes, I couldn't just stop. I also wanted this.
Naruto helped me slip his jeans off of his waist and down his legs. He tossed them on the floor just like the rest of our clothing.
He kissed my neck multiple times and continued to run his fingers through my hair. He found pleasure in feeling my hair. I, however, loved the feel of his rough skin on my fingertips. He hummed above me as I caressed his back and moaned under him from his crafty kisses.
I let my legs slide up and down Naruto's legs and I purposely rubbed his thighs. I also took care that out pelvises never separated and rubbed together vigorously. Naruto participated in this act and we both found ourselves moaning in one another's ear.
It all felt so good. Naruto's eyes all on me, the kisses, the warm hands all over my body. In midst of this, I had to constantly remind myself that this wasn't a dream. Everything he did to me was done carefully. He ghosted over my abdomen, to my breasts, and then to my bra straps. He slipped them off of my shoulders and journeyed to the back to undo it.
This was finally going to happen. I was going to lose my virginity to Naruto Uzumaki. The boy I loved for years. When Sasuke and I made out, we almost reached this point but he broke away. At that time I felt lust, my body ached with a strong desire for him, and I also felt… guilt?
I didn't feel guilty being with Sasuke. For some odd reason, I felt guilty right now. For… being with Naruto and not Sasuke? Why? Wasn't Naruto the one I wanted? So then, why did I have the sudden urge to stop this?
"Stop…" I breathed as I wiggled my way out of Naruto's hold. My unsettled longing lingered in my voice.
"What? What's wrong?" he asked. He didn't want to get off of me but he did anyway.
"I… I can't do this."
I frantically grabbed my clothes from off of the floor and suddenly became very uncomfortable with Naruto staring me while I was half-naked.
"Did I do something you didn't like?" He got off the couch and approached me.
"N-No." I moved away with my clothes bundled in my arms. "That's not it at all."
"Then what is it?"
"I… I don't know. It just doesn't feel right." It was the truth. This wasn't right.
"Hinata?"
"Please. Just leave. I am so sorry."
If I took another whiff of his cologne, I'd be in trouble. There'd be no telling what would happen between us if I let him get any closer. I think Naruto knew that. He really wanted to be with me. He wanted to get back on that couch and finish what we started. I felt bad for leaving his body hungry but I couldn't do this anymore. I couldn't bring myself to return to Naruto.
"Can you at least tell me why?" he asked.
"B-Because this… It feels like I'm betraying someone."
His eyes widened. He hadn't expected that response. I bet he was thinking that I was too afraid to press on to the final step, but when I delivered my dilemma, he appeared to be shocked and hurt. There was someone else in the picture that rivaled Naruto and by the way things were looking, that rival was winning. It upset Naruto and it saddened me that I had to reject him after how far we've gotten but I couldn't lead Naruto on or ignore my heart when I suspected that I could possibly be falling in love with Sasuke Uchiha.