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Guys WOW! all those reviews and follows, for just two chapters! I'm genuinely floored! Thank you all! Now the pressure is on! Lol!
I had kind of a brain fart with the first chapter. It should have started with both Sasuke and Hinata aged 22, Sasuke should not be turning 23 until July. I'm very particular when it comes to being consistent with time, seasons and stuff, I don't know what happened.
They fell on the grass in a tangle of awkward, sweaty limbs. Their bodies glistening under the bright sunlight from heavy perspiration. A flock of birds bursted from out of nearby pine trees, spooked by the sudden human commotion, their fluttering wings flapping away in the wind.
Heavy panting, groaning, and loud coughing mixed in with the sounds of birds chirping and rustling leaves. Sasuke was coughing up a lung, trying to suck up some fresh air. Hinata coughed too, but it was much weaker and her heaving chest more sluggish and feeble.
"Fucking hell!" Sasuke shouted, still coughing, and spitting out the gritty dryness out of his mouth.
He struggled to breathe for a moment, while the ridiculous sunny day blinded most of his senses. He had no idea what time of the day it was, but it felt like early morning.
He grimaced as the sunlight hurt his hypersensitive retinas. Hinata's small shivering body was still under him, and he dropped down his head atop the ground at her side attempting his best to compose himself, indifferent to the prickling of skin by the grass underneath his arms and legs.
He laughed. It was a dry, brittle laugh. Crazed but jubilant at the same time. He could still not believe Oroshimaru's crazy shit had actually worked. A fucking insane miracle.
Eventually, after regaining a more conscious level of judgement and a small degree of recovery, he opened his eyes little by little, as the pupils of his eyes finally started adjusting to the blazing sunlight. He noticed they both had materialized right by a forest, and he could now hear the gentle roll of a water source running nearby.
He let out a tired groan, and thanked within any deity that would listen for transporting them to a location with such proximity to water.
It must be a south-flowing river coming down all the way from the land of Waterfall, he thought briefly looking at his surroundings. He disentangled himself and crawled towards the sound. He finally stood on unstable legs. The crisp Spring air cooled his overheated skin. The cold uncomfortable, but he welcomed it in earnest because it meant he was alive.
The river was closer than he would have guessed, and in a moment of wild euphoria, he jumped inside the crystalline blue waters.
The freezing fresh-water felt like needles piercing his skin, but he welcomed the pain, and ravenously drank the life saving liquid satiating his parched tongue, throat and stomach. He gagged, and coughed some more, but the cool liquid in his gut eventually settled, and consciously slowing down, he started on smaller sips, to finally satisfy the burning thirst he had been suffering for days.
The chilled water felt extra painful around his dick and balls, presumably raw from so much friction, but he ignored it. He is fucking alive! And that was all that mattered.
He unwrapped the dirty bandages around his regenerated arm, and the ones around his summoning tattoos around his other forearm, discarding them. He scrubbed roughly both arms and chest with the palms of his hands, removing days of grime and sweat as best as fingertips could. He splashed water all over his face and hair, and slowly but surely his mind became more clear.
Sasuke took in a deep breath, and let the air out slowly.
Hinata!
He remembered the gentle lady abruptly, as if coming out of a dream. He didn't see her around, and walked out of the river somewhat unstable, but feeling more alive than he had felt in days.
Sasuke found Hinata laying on the ground in the same spot he had left, curled up into a fetal position and not moving much. Her naked skin bristled with goosebumps covering all her arms and legs, and eyes tightly closed and covered by her upper arms. He knelt next to her body, and he noticed her skin was feverish.
He took her in his arms, and brushed the sweaty hair out of her face. She was so weak, but she was a pretty little thing still, even sweaty, pale, and haggard.
He scooped her up in his arms, and carried her to the pebbled river-shores. Lifting up her head he cupped a hand to bring water to her lips.
"Hinata...", he called softly brushing some of the long bangs sticking to her face, "drink". He tried feeding her some sips of water, but she heaved almost immediately, throwing it all up. There was nothing in her stomach, just a mix of water and bile.
"Sa-suke-kun..." she called out his name weakly, but kept her eyes closed, thin arms hugging herself.
Mostly ignorant of medical jutsu, he then became uncharacteristically frantic.
His body was exhausted, and he ached all over. His lung capacity also not in peak condition, dehydrated and likely with some degree of malnourishment, yet he pushed himself forward. Now in a frenzy, he hurriedly took out the supply-scroll from his haversack, and summoning a pair of clean pants, and a wool blanket he normally uses during winter-time, he dressed himself haphazardly, but first he covered her up, wrapped her limp body with the thick fabric to then pick her up again in his arms.
Making use of his now operational Amenotejikara eye-power, he tele-transported to a well known safe location nearby.
•••
"Mmm", Orochimaru looked down unimpressed at the sorry state of the young Hyuga woman, eyebrows creasing momentarily, and directed a sidelong glance at the brooding young man at his side. "I'll run an STD test as well", he concluded.
An angry vein popped on Sasuke's forehead. "That's-not-necessary", the young man spoke through gritted teeth.
"Mhhh?", the sannin questioned with a hint of mockery.
"I always use fucking protection damn it!" Sasuke was in a pretty foul mood, irritated, and simply not in the mood for Oroshimaru's provocations.
"Obviously not this time", the snake sannin added flatly.
Orochimaru let out then a light chuckle.
"At least you find this whole thing entertaining." The irritable Uchiha would have probably looked more menacing if he wasn't so dirty, squalid looking, half naked, and drinking periodically from a sippy purple water bottle containing a mix of electrolytes, sugar, and powdered vitamins and minerals that Orochimaru had formulated for him just moments earlier.
"Ku ku ku Sasuke-kun. Don't get so upset... Juggo, get a bucket with clean warm water. I will need you to clean... some of this mess."
"No!" he spoke with more force than was necessary, "I'll do it myself."
"You should take care of yourself first..." Orochimaru pointed his long pale index finger around his body, "you reek of sweat and sex", and grimaced. Sasuke scowled in response.
"Suit yourself", and he shrugged off putting up a hand in gesture.
He turned his attention back to the Hyuga, hands hovered over her body laying on the medical table, touching and prodding areas at times, using medical chakra to assess for injury and disease. Sasuke's eye twitched uncomfortably, he wasn't sure how he felt about Orochimaru touching Hinata's weak, and almost nude body. Covered partially now by a thin cotton sheet. She was shivering, and her face flushed red from high temperature.
"She's got pneumonia, a urinary infection... kidney failure and... a strained hip", the snake sannin raised an eyebrow with mock surprise.
"She's severely dehydrated and by the look of her protruding hip bones... probably malnourished", he added.
Orochimaru looked at him with feigned concern, "tsk tsk Sasuke-kun, I thought I taught you to treat girls better than this".
"You can save the commentary", he answered gruff.
"Jugo, get me an IV", he called the other man again, who was running around collecting all the items requested. "We are going to start her on gentle hydration and some antibiotics."
"Will she get better?"
"Awww, catching feelings for the pretty Hyuga now are we Sasuke-kun?" Sasuke's eyes narrowed, watching Oroshimaru clean her arm and insert a butterfly needle immediately after.
"Yes, she's young and spirited with all that silly Will of Fire and everything", he said dismissively. "She will get better." He clarified shortly after. "Don't be such a sour puss."
Sasuke looked down at the young lady laying unconscious on the medical table, deep frown lines marring his forehead, when Jugo arrived with a metal pail filled with hot water, sponge and soap.
She was in hysterics when they arrived at Oroshimaru's underground lab, crying and agitated. He did his best to calm her down with pets and cooing soft words, but it wasn't working, as he was probably the one triggering her panic. Oroshimaru, who wasn't typically known for much patience and compassion, sedated her on the spot.
"If you are not going to go and take care of yourself, then start with this...", he pointed at the water pail. "Might as well take care of your mess."
Sasuke's eyes turned to slits again, but Orochimaru paid him no mind. The older man, who practically looked as young as his former student, took a medical light to examine her eyes, her inner-ears, and the inside of her mouth.
Sasuke grabbed the sponge inside the pail of soapy water, and commenced wiping her body of dirt, sweat and other body fluids. She looked skinny and frail, but her skin was soft. He noticed a few faint scars along her chest area, several more noticeable around her arms, and much smaller ones around her hands.
He blushed unwittingly when his eyes fell on the uncovered large breasts with pale pink nipples. He could see them clearly now in the light, the attractive roundness and heavy bounciness. Both mounds covered with large love bites, and his mind inappropriately reminded him how much he relished kissing and suckling them.
"Now stop being a miscreant", Orochimaru reprimanded Sasuke's sleazy eyes, "and tell this old sensei of yours, how you both got into this pickle", and he spoke this time with a more benevolent tone.
•••••
Sharpened eyes, activated with asymmetrical and legendary dōjutsu, beheld in scrutiny the barren open field in deep analysis. A quiet landscape of desolation, of burned trees and grass.
The scars of the recent battle, only a month ago, remained in place all across the terrain. A deep, darkened gash across a hill reminded him of the hundreds of bodies he burned with Amaterasu.
He saw no body remains anywhere, but suspected they might have probably been devoured by beasts of prey.
His eyes fell on an area where a small patch of out-of-place color peeked through the dead grass. Kneeling, he picked up the lilac item with a light crease on his forehead, to look at it with curiosity. It was Hinata's hair scrunchie, a bit dirty but intact, and on impulse he wrapped it around his left wrist.
Sasuke walked some steps forwards, finding finally what he searched for. He pulled out his sword from the hardened soil, giving it a quick inspection. It was also completely covered in dirt, but unscathed, stuck erect on the ground just where he left it after collapsing.
Taking out a rag from his chest strapped haversack, he cleaned the blade and hilt throughly, removing accumulated soil and soot. Its steel alloy blade was longer, and sturdier compared to its predecessor. His one steadfast companion for the past four years after losing the previous one to crazy mega-bitch Kaguya.
He walked forward, several meters forth northward. Then he turned left, and then a bit further north again.
If there was something remarkable about his left eye, and there were many such things, it's that it could always remember a spatial location after usage. It was almost an involuntary aftereffect.
He stopped at a specific spot, the contours of his face unmoving.
Dispassionately, he called forth fire up into the sky. Clouds gathered and darkened, and soon enough the skies rumbled with thunder.
"Kirin!" he called the enormous lightning dragon with a deep roar, his face now contorted in anger, striking the ground, exactly 42 miles deep down, obliterating to smithereens the hidden chamber underneath.
He brushed aside his bangs, and a few droplets of sweat away from his forehead. He put away the cleaned sword in his scabbard, and continued his journey forward into the unknown.
•••••
Six Months Later
She walked slowly out of the Hospital maternity wing, with a bit of a cute waddle in her step, having just left the educational classroom for new mommies on their third, and last trimester.
She was a little extra tired that day, reflected in her slow pace. Her ankles were starting to swell from time to time, and the medic in charge had recommended increased rest. She was always very diligent about getting enough rest and wearing compression socks whenever she needed to step out to buy groceries, clean her new home, and walk to her now weekly hospital visits for novice mother classes.
They allowed her to leave the hospital that same night she checked-in, just a few hours later, right after a full physical and bloodwork. Finally, she arrived to the sanctuary of her home and soft mattress, feeling content and relieved. She was given four weeks of convalescence, and told to be back then for a new physical and fit-for-duty exam.
Imagine Hinata's great shock and surprise when she was recalled to the hospital just a few days after, and given the news of her pregnancy. It was her decision to never tell anyone about her ordeal with Sasuke, an unfortunate and private moment that she certainly would have much preferred to have taken to her grave. Overwhelmed by shame, she felt a deep sense of disgrace and dishonor.
Turns out it is clinical protocol for medics to test for pregnancy whenever kunoichis show up for injury check ups. In any case, she would have found out eventually, but she guessed it happened earlier rather than later.
The initial shock was more than she could handle. It took her a good three weeks to finally go to her father and confess her predicament.
Her chichihue had been more understanding than she would have ever imagined, and could have ever hoped him to be. That day, his face darkened and he fisted tightly his hands. The initial anger was clearly reflected on his hardened eyes, but it wasn't directed at her. Eventually, he approached her and hugged her. Hinata was much too bewildered to do anything other than kneel there, at her father's studio and cry in his arms. Not many words were said afterwards. Thankfully, he didn't question her much, which was a relief as Hinata didn't think she was ready to say much of anything related to the incident.
She still teared up remembering that moment with her father. Although, if she was to be completely honest with herself, she teared up quite often nowadays. Surely something to do with her chaotic hormones.
Quietly, she stepped down as heiress, giving way to her baby sister to take on the mantle, knowing that Hanabi was more than capable.
She moved out of the Hyuga compound and into a small cottage that she paid for with her own money. It was not far from her home, just a few blocks away, which made it easy for Hanabi and her father to come and visit her often.
Hiashi did not approve at first. He maintained that his daughter would be much safer and better taken care of within the protection of her clan. The Hokage made it known he felt the same way, but eventually, her father acquiesced after Hinata's insistence and resolute decision. Hinata did not want to shame her father or her clan. A pregnant and unmarried high-born lady. It should have never happened, but what's done is done, and now it was time for her to deal with the consequences and take responsibility.
Needless to say carrying Uchiha Sasuke's progeny was an intimidating prospect.
The Uchihas died at the hands of Sasuke's older brother; and Uchihas were partially the masterminds behind the last Great Shinobi War; and Sasuke was a missing-nin for many years, causing all sorts of problems for Konoha. She could still remember her father remarking they were a cursed clan. And now, she carried their legacy inside herself.
She also didn't know Sasuke that well. They went to the Academy together, but while most girls chased and fought for his (unattainable) attention, her focus was always on the spirited blond troublemaker of clear-sky blue eyes. When she first heard about the Uchiha massacre, all she could feel for that lonely little boy was pity. She offered him her lunch, once, which he immediately rejected, likely misinterpreting her actions as coming out of one of his unrelenting fans.
Her experience with him was terrifying, exacerbated by the horrifying thought of dying trapped in an underground chamber, without even the hope of her family ever finding her remains. Her body ached for days. Muscles hurt in unmentionable places, and so sore and tender inside, yet that was the least of her worries. It was the soft and delicate parts of her heart that hurt the most. She still had occasional nightmares, and now of all things, shameful dreams filled her nights as well.
Hinata, however, still remembers the soul devouring kiss he left her with the last day she saw him. It lingers in her mind, and it keeps her up and awake sometimes at night.
But she can't help but love the sweet fruit growing inside her womb. It was a realization from perhaps that day, when she heard for the first time, the tiny beating hearts.
She planned a light dinner today: a seaweed salad, her only salty allowance, and an egg salad sandwich. She wasn't particularly hungry that night, but even on the days of no appetite, she always forced down a meal. A glass of milk, mixed with grated ginger and honey for good digestion, her usual snack right before bed.
She was actually craving pork miso ramen, but the medic had advised against high sodium foods. Her blood pressure was running a little on the upper side of normal limits, as were her sugar levels. She had to give up on her beloved sweet cinnamon rolls as well, just for now.
She ended up gaining more weight than was appropriate. Natsu, after seeing her so emaciated, made sure to fatten her up by bringing her meals and snacks often during the day, for many months afterwards. She was afraid that the period of starvation would have caused problems for the pregnancy, so she ended up eating more than usual. Even the morning sickness did not hamper her will and appetite.
"Soon my sweets", she whispered, caressing lovingly her swollen belly. It was larger than most women at their 30th week of pregnancy, but everything was normal as indicated by the medic specialist, and that's all that mattered.
"Hi-Hinata-chan!?"
Hinata turned around to see the surprised look reflected on her pink-haired former teammate's face, and fellow war mate. Her pretty turquoise-green eyes were wide in astonishment.
She also emitted a beautiful pregnancy glow.
"Sakura-chan", she smiled gently, "I see you are very far along. Congratulations!" she complimented naturally after noticing the much smaller baby bump.
It was then, that Hinata came to the startling realization, she had not really thought about Naruto in quite sometime.
"Congratulations you too..., I mean... how did this happen?"
Sakura had heard the rumors about the Hyuga, but she had not believed them until now.
Hinata shrugged her small shoulders, and let out a sad little smile.
"Just... things that happens, I guess", she said vaguely.
"Oh so...", the corner of her eyes dropped and shoulders tensed slightly, almost sure what Sakura was about to ask next. Which in all honesty, she wished most people would stop asking, but she, as always was very polite with all her answers.
Nobody knew the identity of the father, except for her own father, Hokage-sama and his closest advisors. She had preferred it that way. She was not ready for the world to find out a new generation of Uchiha was being born into the world. Specially not one coming out of her.
She figured, Sasuke was bound to discover it at some point. Hopefully not anytime soon. Someday far into the future, when she would be emotionally ready for whatever his reaction might be.
"Mhhh... so when are you due?" And Hinata blinked, caught off guard, and suddenly grateful for Sakura's good sense and discretion.
"Oh, I'm thirty weeks now, so probably in two months... right before my birthday. But it could be earlier, or so I was told."
"You must be so excited!"
She was, she truly was. She didn't care what was gossipped around the streets of Konoha.
Did you hear, the Hyuga heiress was violated and now is pregnant with bastards.
She loved the little lives within her belly, and everything else was of no consequence.
"How about you Sakura-chan?"
"I am twenty weeks", Sakura started excitedly, "baby Kushiko is planned for February next year."
"Naruto must be very happy. I'm glad for you both Sakura-chan."
"Ne, Hinata..." she started hesitant, "why don't you come over and have dinner with us one of these days?" and Sakura took her hand in her own, in such a friendly gesture something deep in her crumbled.
Hinata had never been that close to Sakura. What could she do? She had always known about Naruto's feelings for her. Yet, Sakura had always professed love for Sasuke. And Sasuke now... It was all so strange.
Even now, married to the man she had always loved, she could not bring herself to nurse any resentments.
Hinata smiled and her shoulders sagged slightly, "I would love to Sakura-chan."
•••
Snake arms wrap around her belly. It's very tight and she can't breathe. Hot skin rubs against her skin, but it's not scaly, it's human. Corded muscles everywhere she feels.
She doesn't know what to do. She can't escape and no words come out of her mouth, and so she moans when a hot wetness surrounds her hardened nipples. A tongue. It feels good, but she doesn't want it. She pushes away, and it becomes more forceful, it doesn't want to let her go and it sinks even deeper, further down into her whole being.
A hand brushes the hair out of her face, and he looks down at her. He is beautiful, and pleasure contorts his face.
She feels him inside, but there is no pain, only frightening pleasure. He moves with force, it doesn't stop. She gasps, moans, and cries out, and she loses herself to the abyss of swift strokes, tightly bound limbs, and mismatched red and purple eyes.
Hinata wakes up with a startle. Panting, sweaty, specially between her thighs, and her impudent hand holding herself right between her legs, drenched with the evidence of her orgasm.
She sobs a little. Feeling confused. Why was this now happening to her? But she refused to pity herself. It was indecorous, these dreams. She should not be having these thoughts about a man who in all honesty, terrified her.
She turns on the dim night-light, and takes a sip of water from the glass sitting on her small nightstand.
She looks up then and smiles. A warmth spreads around her chest, comforting her tender nerves.
Several small ultrasound black and white photos are posted on the wall next to her bed. A reminder of sweet, innocent life, beauty and hope.
A/N: I came to know recently Sasuke never regenerated his missing arm like Naruto. Some bullshit about that being part of his redemption journey. I'm not gonna get into that drama, this story is not that long and it will make certain scenes just too awkward.
Since a lot of you have been asking for quick updates, let me just explain myself a little here. I'm what you would call an older millennial. I'm married (about to have my second year anniversary:), work a full time job, both hubby and I also have aging parents. Not complaining, it's just that my time is very limited. Unfortunately the older we get, the more complicated life becomes.
I'm also an incredibly slow writer. Believe it or not I'm much more visual than verbal, so written ideas it's a real struggle. I will be happy if I can release a chapter at least once a month (although I have been on a good streak recently). I also have ADHD, so my brain is a little broken in certain areas, so I have a tendency to lose interest/ inspiration in things pretty quick. However, I'm gonna make a very strong effort to finish this.
Again, this was originally meant to be drabbles. I think it was a subconscious response to my unfinished "Could this be Love", which yes, even today I still hope to finish one day. Maybe.
rei: hi, so this won't really be following The Last. I honestly can barely remember that movie, lol. There won't be much action, I'm just about the romance and the drama, lol.
Portside Crowds: Your review leaves me all muchy inside lol, thanks! I'm guessing this chapter will be answering your last questions. I also enjoyed writing those Taka moments, but I was just being a clown with that interaction to be honest, although it did fit the story though. Lol. Thanks for the support!
Angel Maria: gracias por sumarse mi querida degenerada, jajajaj. Gracias por el support.
Bloodberry: Yes, Sasuke was a total ass-hole, but yes he will make it up to her. No worries lol. I just really love a-holes red flag MLs in stories, something is wrong with me lmao.
Dear guest from Mar 15: yes I think this chapter should answer your question. And yes, Hinata will be scared, but I'm honestly trying to take this in a different direction than I would have my other Sasu/Hina story, which yes, I'm still hoping to finish. In this one Hinata's reaction should be more mellow, more meek. She has big responsibilities and other things to worry about besides Sasuke. My plan for that other Hinata was to drive Sasuke a little more crazy. Just gonna leave it here, that other story, Sasuke was going to offer for Hinata to "use him" to overcome her fear of men and sex, something along those lines and Hinata was basically gonna get a lot of relief from Sasuke, while Sasuke wouldn't get his own, for a while. That was kind of the idea. I actually have a very last epilogue listing a conclusion for every character that, if I might say so myself is kind of humorous. But anyways, maybe this other story will help me get back on track.
Iri: I do too feel a lot of pity for Sasuke. What he went through as a kid nobody should ever have to go through. Which is why to me the Boruto show is just extra reprehensible. But I also love stories written about these powerful men loving our sweet and gentle Hinata. I'm a sucker for that shit. Lol.
Guys sorry if I couldn't get to reply to everyone, but I do appreciate every bit of support you drop off in the comment section. If you have a question I will do my best to answer in the next chapter.
See you next time!!!