I do not own Naruto.
She couldn't shake the feeling something was wrong when she saw that handprint on the vase. She called the police and Tobirama was searching the property with a baseball bat in hand. He came back around the side of the house and was shaking his head, telling her he hadnt found anything or anyone. Her fingers trembled as she remembered who she had given the vase to. She immediately went to dialling the number for the charge nurse.
"Kinda busy right now call you back in a minute." Tsunade grumbled but hinata called out for her to wait. "It's Hinata! Tsunade are you alright? The vase is on my doorstep with blood on it!" she cried out and the line was silent for a moment. "Hinata, do not come back to work tonight. I was assaulted over that vase of flowers." Tsunade said and Hinata squeezed her eyes shut in fear. "I'm so sorry I need this job though, please..." Hinata pleaded and tsunade released a sigh on the other end of the line.
"You're not in trouble for what happened, but you will not be safe here tonight... or your home right now for that matter. It seems you have a stalker." she said and a chill rolled down Hinata's spine. She felt like she was being watched all of a sudden. She jerked around and looked for anyone standing nearby or off across the street, but she couldn't see anyone. A hand placed itself on her shoulder and she jumped as she turned to look at the person who touched her.
"Are you alright?" the police officer asked, and she shook her head. "Tsunade, please describe the man to the police." she said, and Tsunade made a noise of affirmation before she hung up. Hinata pointed a trembling finger towards the bloody vase on her doorstep and the officer nodded at her and made his way over to the vase. He stopped and grabbed the card in a gloved hand and looked back over to her.
"You wouldn't happen to be Hinata would you? We received a call from your charge nurse trying to make sure you were safe since she was attacked as soon as you left." he said, and she nodded. "I am... I'm so confused about how all of this is happening. Please can't you tell me what's going on?" she pleaded, and he sighed as he looked over the card once more. "Ma'am have you been getting letters out of nowhere? Have you been getting any other flowers or anything out of the ordinary lately?" he asked, and she shook her head.
She couldn't understand why he was asking these questions. Her fingers clasped over her chest, and she could feel the fear building up in her stomach. She didn't understand any of this. "Ma'am I'm afraid you might have a stalker. Although this one seems quite possessive of you already." the police officer said and turned the card to where she could read it. She felt the urge to vomit the moment she read the scribbled writing.
"I will win..." Tobirama wrapped an arm around her shoulder and scowled at the card. "What the hell does that mean?" He grunted and tapped his boot with the baseball bat. She watched him intently, knowing that if he had gotten a hold of the stalker first, he was going to ensure the man didn't make it away. First Mei and her drama, now this... it was all too much of a coincidence for her honestly. "You don't think Mei could be doing this do you?" she asked him, and he shook his head.
"She's still mad enough about losing the court case, I figure if she was doing this, she would aim for me and not you." He grunted and she nodded, but something still felt odd about the timing. Her eyes widened and she called out to the police officer once more. "There was a man! He told me I was wondrously beautiful tonight and then the flowers were delivered after he kept staring at me for an hour!" she called out and the officer muttered something into his radio.
"We will look into the security footage and see what that has to offer." he said and began bagging up the vase and set it off to the side. Another officer approached her and asked if he could enter her home and look for anyone who might be hiding because Tobirama had found a loose window around the back. She nodded and buried herself into Tobirama's side. This was terrifying to her, but she was grateful he was by her side for this.
She looked up at him and he was watching the officers with everything they were doing. His grip on her never loosened and she sighed in relief as he looked down at her and pressed his cheek to the top of her head. "I'm so sorry that in my absence this has happened. I promise you I will take care of you no matter what." he said, and she nodded gently as he raised his head once more. Everything through the rest of the night was a blur to her, although she knew one thing was for sure, she wasn't allowed to stay at her house. He had made that clear to her through the hustle and bustle of the night's events.
Before she knew it she was standing in her front lawn still tucked into Tobirama's side as the cops began clearing out. The sun shone over her rooftop, and she covered her eyes to protect them from the light of the morning. Her phone began buzzing and she reached and answered the call. "How are you holding up?" Tsunade asked and Hinata sighed, she wasn't holding up very well at all. But she couldn't very well say that to her boss now, could she? "I'm ok, Tobirama has been here all night with me." she said, and Tsunade hummed in interest.
"Seems like you don't really need a bodyguard now do you... you have a good one right there. I need you to be safe, ok? This guy is dangerous." Tsunade said and Hinata nodded to herself as she glanced back towards her house. "They're going to have someone watching my house when I'm here, they gave me a non-emergency number to call to let them know when I'm home, but I don't think I want to be here for a bit." Hinata said and Tsunade was silent once more.
"Hinata, I don't know why he is after you, but something is severely off about him. All I can warn you is to make sure you're never alone." She said and Hinata pondered this for a moment. She knew she wasn't going to be alone no matter what, but she wondered where she would be staying seeing as her house was clearly being watched. She hung up the phone with Tsunade after about thirty minutes of discussing her plans for the day.
She followed Tobirama into her house and clung to his arm, even though the police said it was clear she was still scared that they could have looked over something and missed it. He pulled her suitcase out from under the bed and flung it open. "Fuck me..." he mumbled and tried to push her away from the suitcase. She looked over his shoulder and saw that it was filled with pictures of her and a note that said 'My goddess'. Her heart thudded in her chest, and she reached to touch the pictures, but he grabbed her hand gently and shook his head. "Now is the time to call the non emergency number. This is evidence." he said, and she nodded and made the call.
It wasn't long before a patrol car was back, and he was taking the photos out one by one and dusting them for prints. Every single picture was of her in various outfits. Each was labeled with a time and date and a comment on her appearance. She was disgusted because some of the pictures were of her in her most vulnerable state. Most of them were from before she had met Tobirama, which meant he had been in her home and had been making himself accustomed to her house.
There was an image of her in a very intimate moment with Tobirama and his face was scratched out of the picture. This made it obvious that he saw Tobirama as a threat and this had made it to where he was becoming more blatant with his contact. The police told her that once she had started dating him the photos became angrier in their comments. She saw one that called her a stupid bitch and she recoiled visibly. She had never known anyone had harbored such an obsession with her, and this seemed to span for years.
She tore her eyes away from the pictures and looked back to Tobirama, who seemed oddly calm. She could see the rage in his eyes though, it burned at her, and she wondered why he was so angry. Of course, he would be angry that someone was doing this to her, but she couldn't understand why he was a contained explosion about this. He seemed calm on the outside, but she knew he was ready to fight for her at any given moment.
Once the police and crime scene detectives had all left once more, she was left with an empty suitcase that had fingerprint dust all over it. She sighed and watched as Tobirama sat on the edge of her bed deep in thought. "Do you have anyone you consider a friend that could be doing this to you?" he asked, and she shook her head. Shino and Kiba had been gone from town for the longest time and she hadn't seen them in years, but she was sure it wasn't them because they had both run off and gotten married, not to each other, like most would joke, but they had found a set of twins in rain country and had decided to elope with them.
Hinata missed her friends but as long as those two were happy she was as well. "I have no idea who could be doing this other than the guy I saw at the hospital." she said, and he nodded, tapping his chin lightly before leaning back and placing his hands on her bed to brace himself. He was silent but seemed deep in thought once more. "Well, this just won't do." he sighed and rolled to his feet, digging through her closet. He began tossing clothes on her bed and she began folding them into a neat pile. She then began putting them in her suitcase and watched as he pulled out some of her lacy nightwear and quirked a brow at her as he dangled it in front of her.
"Surprise I guess..." she mumbled, knowing full well she had wanted him to strip her right out of that when she had bought it, but now she felt odd even thinking that way. He hung it back up and continued to pull clothes out of the closet for her. She appreciated that he still had the audacity to flirt with her after the night they had, because she needed a little comic relief at this point. Frantic knocking echoed at her door, and she froze in place, only to immediately rush downstairs and rip open the front door.
Pain and Konan stood at her door in a panic, holding up a bloody Hidan. He was covered in road rash down his left leg, and she moved out of the way so they could bring him in. "We are sorry for bringing him in this early after you worked all night but... someone side swiped him, and he went down. Bike's fine he's just hurting." Konan said and she nodded as she motioned for him to be placed on the couch. "You have impeccable timing." Tobirama muttered and they jolted to look up at him.
"Nice to see you too asshole." Hidan said gruffly and Tobirama offered him a two fingered wave. "What's going on, why are you still awake anyways, Beautiful?" Hidan asked and Hinata poured peroxide on the open wound causing him to release a string of curses. "I'm being stalked by someone. Police were here all night." she sighed, and they all narrowed their eyes at her. "Do you know who it is?" Pain asked sternly and she shook her head. "No idea... but he has been in my home before. He had hundreds of pictures of me hidden under my own bed." she said, and Konan reached and placed a hand on her shoulder.
"Leave it to us." was all she said and Hinata nodded. She knew that if they found out who it was, they would vanish without a trace. She knew the police were already involved but she could admit it didn't hurt having the extra security. Especially since Tobirama was itching to beat the man with a bat already. She patched Hidan up and he thanked her as he struggled to get to his feet. She watched them leave and she knew she was one of the safest people on the planet with them and Tobirama around. Not to mention when Sakura and Ino and the guys found out.
Tobirama slipped her hand into his larger one and he squeezed it gently. She leaned into him, and he ruffled her hair with his free hand. "You're safe." he promised, and she nodded. She followed him back up the stairs and continued to pack her suitcase with clothes for lounging and for work. When that was done, she watched as he strapped it to the back of his bike, and she motioned to her car. "No. We are riding. Your bike is safe. We don't know if he had placed a gps on your car." he said, and she nodded.
She threw her leg over her bike and secured her backpack and purse to her form securely. She looked down her driveway and saw that Pain and Konan were still there, keeping watch. They nodded to her and she nodded back as she took off down the driveway carefully. Tobirama rolled his bike down the driveway as well and slowly took off towards the right side. She followed him, not knowing where they were going. She followed him all the way to Hashirama's house and pulled up in his driveway and into his garage. Tobirama looked both ways and then slid the garage door shut using the emergency release.
He opened the door and motioned for her to enter first. When she stepped inside, she was immediately engulfed in a hug and that was when the tears started to fall. She had been holding it all in for the whole night, but for some reason in Hashirama's embrace she no longer could hold it back. She gripped him tightly and sobbed loudly as she hugged him tighter. She ended up crying herself to sleep in his arms and they had slunk to the floor.
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Tobirama watched as they hit the floor, and she was out. He slipped his eyes shut and tried to reign in his rage. He couldn't understand how anyone could torment another person this way and so suddenly be blatant about it like this. He had been hoping to get a hold of the bastard tormenting her before the police were called but he seemed to be an unsettling brand of intelligence. He relaxed his balled fists and made his way over to the now sleeping Hinata.
His brother adjusted so he could grab her and then Hashirama opened the door to the guest bedroom they had set up for him. He sat her in the bed and made his way out after he had covered her up with the blankets. He would nap on the couch and give her some space. He made his way out to the couch and sat down roughly. His brother came over and sat beside him as he sighed and buried his face in his hands.
"She's still sleeping, it's been a long night for her." he said, and he could feel Hashirama adjusting himself on the couch beside him to sit cross legged. "How do you think she's going to cope with this?" he asked and he sighed once more. "I don't know, Hashirama... I hope she continues to go about her daily life instead of getting scared and hiding away. She's stronger than the weak fool following her. She endures me and my bullshit after all." he mused and Hashirama released a small, amused chuckle.
"Well, get some rest, we will see what she wants to do when she wakes up." he said and Tobirama nodded and moved to pull his feet up onto the couch as soon as his brother moved. His brother brought him a blanket and offered it to him, which he took gratefully. He covered himself up and let himself drift off to sleep. Even in his dreams he was protecting her with everything he had. He wasn't sure why he felt this way for her, being as they hadn't even been together that long, but he wanted everything with her.
He woke up hours later to the feeling of unfamiliar warmth on him. He cracked his eyes open and saw a head of dark hair tucked into his side. If he were any other man and this were any other situation, a small smile would have cracked over his lips, but he knew better than that. He knew she had gotten scared through the day and refused to be alone. He hugged her closer to him and her pale eyes looked up at him. They were red and puffy like she had been crying once more.
"Are you alright?" he asked, and she nodded softly. "I am now..." she whispered, and he adjusted them to where she was sitting in his lap, and he wrapped his arms around her. "You know I will protect you no matter what." he said softly, and she nodded once more. "I just wish you didn't have to." she whispered, and he reached up and ruffled her hair. "I know." he sighed, and she looked up at him once more.
"I want to go riding today..." she whispered, and he nodded. "We can do that. Do you want to get the group together?" he asked, and she nodded. The more people the better it seemed. "Let me make some calls and see who is free this afternoon. Before we go anywhere, I want you to eat something. How about we meet up at your favorite restaurant?" he asked, and she smiled at this. At least he was able to get a smile out of her. This made it a little easier on him knowing she would still be open to doing things.
The more he got her out and about, the more likely the bastard would show his face. And he would be ready when he did.
He scooted out from beneath her and wrapped her up in the blanket on the couch. She stared up at him and he could see the trust emanating from her gaze. She knew he would do everything he could to keep her safe. He relaxed a little bit and made his way over to where his phone was on charge. Call after call he made, and it seemed like everyone was free to hang out with them. This was easier than he had expected, but he had also warned them not to say anything about the stalker to Hinata. He didn't want her upset.
Hashirama was watching them from the other room, but he said nothing other than he and Mito would be happy to join them on their escapades for the night. Madara just hung up the phone from talking to him, but Tobirama didn't pull the phone away from his ear just yet. Hinata had gotten a phone call, and he was eavesdropping. As rude as it was, he wanted to make sure she was ok after the call.
"Yeah... we are going to ShikaCho's. Yeah, and for a ride after. Someone can watch my house, and someone can sit with us if they feel like it. I'll pay for them to eat." she said, and he wondered for a moment if she was talking to the detectives again or someone else. "Oh... ok... thank you guys so much. Yeah, we are riding the bikes there if someone wants to join us. It'll be nice to have you guys looking after me... thank you." she said and put her phone down in her lap.
She looked up at him and he pretended to end the phone call. He looked over to her and she patted the couch beside her. "So, what's happening?" she asked, and he flopped down next to her. "Madara, Sasuke, Izuna, and the girls are coming. Hashirama and Mito as well." he said, and she nodded. "The Akatsuki will be watching my home and car to see if anyone tries to break in again. Hidan will be coming with us to eat." she said, and he nodded. Good, this was good.
"The more the merrier." he said, and she nodded. "You're a very lucky woman." he said, and she looked up at him in confusion. He knew she was waiting for him to explain, but he honestly didn't know how to explain this. "Well... you have everyone on your side and looking out for you. Just goes to show you're well liked." he said and folded his hands together in his lap. She just continued to watch him for a moment.
"And what about you, why are you looking out for me this way?" she asked and he pondered this for a moment. What was he supposed to say? That he was in love with her? He couldn't very well admit that just yet, she might get weirded out by this. He did though. He had fallen head over heels for her in such a short amount of time it baffled even him. "You don't have to tell me if you don't want to." she said, and he nodded.
"I care about you." he said, and she blinked up at him slowly with her owlish eyes. She wanted more reassurance, but he wasn't sure how to give it to her without scaring her off. He knew he shouldn't have fallen for her the way he had, but it was so easy to do so. Her beauty was entrancing, and her personality was remarkable. He regretted his absence from her because he felt like it had driven a wedge between them. Well, he was worried about that anyways.
He had needed a little bit of space from everyone because no matter how well he had held up in front of them, he was devastated that he had lost more than his girlfriend that night. He knew deep down she would have given him hell for the rest of their lives if the child had been born, but he still wanted the child that he never got to know. He had lost a part of himself learning about the potential of being a father, and she knew that. That was why she had tried to use the loss as a weapon against him.
Sure, he felt sorry for her, but he grieved differently than being vindictive about something he had no control over. He felt her reach up and touch his cheek and he looked back to see her staring into his eyes with such a sad look. He wanted to know why she was so sad for him. She leaned forward and planted a kiss on his lips, and he sighed against her lips as she pulled away. "Why are you so sad?" she asked him, and he furrowed his brows. He didn't realize he had been showing that he was sad.
"I... I think I lost my chance at children." he sighed, and she frowned at him. "Do you think I don't want children?" she asked softly, and he blinked at her in surprise. "To be honest... no I didn't think you did." He sighed, and she smiled at him. "I think I can make an exception for you and only you." she said, and the air left his lungs. She had thought about children with him? This soon? If he were an expressive man, he would have scooped her up and hugged her tightly. He didn't though because he was still not so comfortable expressing himself with her, even though he knew his actions said everything his words couldn't.
"Let's go get ready for our ride then." he offered, and she nodded as she took the outstretched hand that he had offered her as he stood. She followed him into the room, and he watched as she made sure all the windows were covered before she pulled off her top and set it neatly on the bed. He couldn't help himself as he made his way over to her and placed his hands on her hips. She leaned into him at the contact and looked up to him from over her shoulder. She said nothing verbally, but her eyes said everything as she turned in his embrace and pressed her forehead against his chest.
Her hands began fiddling with the zipper to his pants and he allowed her to do as she pleased. He kicked them off to the side and followed her into the bathroom. She gingerly stepped backwards into the shower and offered him a hand, which he took and stepped in with her. His eyes slipped shut as her knees hit the shower floor and her lips found their intended target. He placed both hands on the wall of the shower and sucked in a breath as she continued her assault on him.
He gripped the tiled wall gently and bit his lip as he felt himself edging ever closer to his climax. His eyes snapped open the moment she pulled away and started to turn beneath him. He wasn't sure what had come over her in this moment, but he wasn't going to stop her because he enjoyed every bit of her he got to touch. He enjoyed everything about her in every form, intimate or not. She meant the world to him, and he was scared to admit it.
He gripped her hips gently and angled himself to where he could slip in and enjoy her. Her little whimpers of pure bliss sent him over the edge as he delved within her. He didn't even attempt to pull out because he knew she wasn't going to let him even if he wanted to. The movement of her hips against him said that enough. His eyes fluttered shut as he came, and she pressed herself fully into him.
He stood there with his hands rubbing circles into her hips as the water flowed over them. She removed him from herself and turned to face him. She looked up at him and smiled softly. He couldn't understand why she was so alluring to him, but he wasn't going to let anything happen to her. She reached up and brushed the wet hair out of his eyes. He slowly blinked at her through the steam of the shower and her smile widened as she pressed her lips against his. He pulled her flush against him and deepened the kiss with a hand to the back of her neck.
She pulled away first and ran her fingers over his cheeks. He closed his eyes and leaned into her touch. He was enjoying her presence more than anything at this moment and he never wanted this to end. "I have something to tell you." she said softly, and he cracked his eyes open slightly to look at her to show he was listening. "I understand if you can't say it back... not yet anyways... but... I love you." she said and everything within him froze.
He couldn't speak, he couldn't move. It was like those words broke him somehow. Not in a bad way though, like they were repairing everything that had been broken inside him and he needed to be still for them to do so. He found the ability to move once more and pulled her fully into him and hugged her tightly, running his fingers through her hair. His heart thumped in his chest, and he felt like it was trying to free itself. He was panicking inside and didn't know how to contain it.
Not even Mei had ever told him she had loved him. It was always, I feel the same, or you know I feel that way too. It was never what he needed to hear from her. He didn't want to let her go and it showed. She was everything to him and more. She pulled herself gently from his embrace and began washing her hair. He just watched her as she did so, his mind still reeling from what she had told him.
He wanted to say it back, needed to say it to her, but he felt like it was too late to do so... it would come out sounding like he was obligated to say it if he said it now. She reached up and put some of her shampoo suds on top of his head. Before he could even stop himself, he was laughing. A true genuine laugh that he hadn't released in a long time. He had never had a reason to. As if she liked the sound of him laughing, she put more suds on his head and even made a small beard of bubbles on his chin.
"Does this amuse you?" he asked gruffly, and she grinned up at him. "Very much so." she said as she made more bubbles just to lob them at his head once more. Yeah... he could spend forever with this amazing woman and be happy about it. They washed off and finished their shower in a playful manner. He had begun tickling her and making her laugh till she couldn't breathe. He stepped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around his waist.
"You know I have a steamy picture of you just like that." she said out of nowhere and he quirked a brow at her. "Then it seems fair if I get one for myself and make it my background." he said and she blushed dark red. "Absolutely not." she said, and he chuckled as he started to get dressed once more. He looked over and saw her now dry hair was getting braided into twin braids down her back. She turned around and already had a little bit of makeup on.
She was fast, he had to admit.
He continued getting dressed and then dried his hair as soon as his clothes were all on. He looked over to her and she was taking in her appearance in the mirror. She was stunning in her outfit and simple makeup. He pulled up his camera and took a picture of her the moment she turned around. "Let me see." she demanded, and he chuckled lowly as he crammed the phone in his chest pocket. She pouted at him but he kissed her gently and ran a thumb over her cheek.
"You look beautiful." he said and she sighed once more as she pulled on her riding gear. She followed him out to her bike and looked around for any sign it had been tampered with. He felt saddened that she was right back to looking for signs of her stalker, but he was grateful she paid attention to detail in that manner. He threw his leg over his bike and watched as she did the same. She took off ahead of him and he followed close behind.
It was a short trip to the restaurant and when they got there everyone else was already waiting on them. He kicked down his kickstand and leaned his bike over. She pulled her bike right up beside his and did the same. She stepped off her bike and he offered her a hand. She took it and smiled as she tucked herself to his side and walked in with him. When the hostess asked them if they were with a party he nodded and pointed to the back room where Hashirama was standing in the doorway to the private room.
When they got escorted back there, she immediately sat down and began conversing with everyone with a huge smile on her face. However, he couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong. He scanned every inch of the room and couldn't find anything off about the room, so he looked out and saw a server that kept glancing over at them from across the room. He seemed nervous about something and he honestly couldn't tell why the man would be nervous, but perhaps he had never had a party as big as theirs before.
He tried to reason with himself on everything, but something still felt off. His eyes caught sight of something outside the window and he leaned and pulled the window covering back to take a look. There was someone near Hinata's bike. He took off without a word and grabbed the man by his hoodie and ripped him away from the bike. "What the fuck do you think you're doing?" he snarled and the man cowered away from him.
"I dropped my keys man, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to be so close to the bike." the scared man exclaimed, and he sighed and released the man. The blubbering man backed away from him and hopped into his car and sped out of the parking lot. He crossed his arms over his chest and looked over Hinata's bike. There was nothing out of the ordinary about it, so he decided to say it was nothing.
A flash of light blinded him momentarily and he looked around for the source. When he regained his sight, he looked around for what could have blinded him that way, but he saw another man walking across the street, but nothing else. He turned around and a woman offered him something. He furrowed his brows and took it, opening the little envelope and a sneer flickered across his lips. "Where did you get this?" he asked softly, and she looked around for the person she had got it from.
"I don't know where he went, he just said he figured you'd want this." she said, and he nodded. He couldn't be mad at the woman; she didn't know what was going on after all. He looked back at the polaroid and grimaced slightly. He thanked the woman and stared at the picture of him once more. 'You're going to die.' was scrawled across the bottom. The man was threatening him now, it seemed. He could handle himself. As long as the man had his attentions on him, he wasn't bothering Hinata and that was what mattered to him.
He crammed the picture in his pocket and made his way back inside. He made his way back over to Hinata and sat beside her. Madara and Hashirama were watching him carefully and he secretly slipped them the picture. Their relaxed features turned into concern as soon as they saw it. They handed it back to him and he slipped it back into his pocket. He was going to keep this from her as long as he could. He didn't want her to worry about him right now. Hidan was eyeing him from across the table and he motioned to the man he would tell him later, to which the silver haired man nodded.
They enjoyed their dinner and had acted as if nothing had happened the entire time. He was grateful for this because he wanted her to relax and have a good night. His thoughts swam with possibilities and he didn't know what he was going to do when he found the man who was threatening them, but he knew it wasn't going to be pretty if he got his hands on the man before the police did.
He was pulled from his thoughts the moment everyone started clearing out of the restaurant. They all started hopping on their bikes and they exchanged looks as they all linked up their comms. They all took off down the street with Hinata in the lead. He was close behind her though, he wasn't going to let his little speed demon get too far ahead of the pack. He smiled under his helmet as she began swaying from side to side, just enjoying the ride.
Everyone was enjoying themselves on this ride and he liked that they were all able to relax after the events of the last day and a half. Hinata, Ino, and Sakura were all singing inside their helmets and everyone else was highly amused by their serenading. He couldn't imagine a more relaxed group to be honest. His heart leapt in his chest when he glanced over at Hinata and saw her trying to pop a wheelie, before he could say anything to her she was riding it.
He was impressed with how fast she had learned how to do that, seeing as it had taken years for him to do so. He smirked and went for it as well. He rode it right up next to her and he held out a half heart with his hand and she reached over and completed it right before she set her bike back on both wheels. He loved this woman, there was no doubt about that in the slightest. They pulled up to a stoplight and a group of guys in a lifted truck started hanging out the window and began catcalling Hinata.
He wasn't going to have any part of that in the slightest.
He pulled up behind her and kicked down his kickstand and leaned his bike over. He hopped off his bike and slipped his leg over the back of hers, he wrapped his arms around her and flipped the guys off with both hands, causing the group to laugh in their helmets. He was staking his claim. The guys all started complaining and leaned back in the windows of their truck. He chuckled as he hopped off her bike and jogged back to his own.
He slipped his leg back over his bike and kicked the kickstand up once more and set his bike in gear once more. He was thoroughly amused with the reactions of the men. Another flash of light hit him, and he looked over to see headlights barreling up towards them. "Run the light!" he yelled into the headset and the group took off as the car swerved at them and narrowly missed his back tire. He looked back to see the guys from the truck trying to rip the man out of the car for nearly hitting them.
He caught a glimpse of glowing light blue eyes, and he furrowed his brow as the group rushed to get to safety. This was perhaps the stalker, trying to take them out, but he wasn't going to go after the man just yet. He was going to get Hinata to safety first. They took off at full speed and made their way to Hashirama's house and parked their bikes. "Hinata are you ok?" everyone began clamoring over to her and checking on her, but he was still on the lookout for the man with the light blue eyes. He didn't trust him not to try and follow them.
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He cursed under his breath as he missed his intended target. The others would have been collateral damage if he had hit them. They didn't matter. They were in the way and so was he. He reached down and grabbed a picture from the pile and looked it over. It was from the first day he had ever seen her. His beautiful goddess. She was perfect in every way, and she always had been. He ran his fingers over the picture and released a sigh.
One day she would notice him for who he was and not some creep. Right now, he had to save her from the dangerous man she had involved herself with. The bastard who crashed bikes with women on them and accused the woman of being at fault. The man who swung at his friends and beat them down in the bar parking lot. The creature who had her under his spell had to go. The man had headbutted him and hurt his ego immensely.
He couldn't let the man continue to woo her and keep her away from him. He was in the way and he had to go. He looked back down to the picture of her in her swimsuit and his eyes fluttered shut as he imagined her doing so many things with him, although the blissful thoughts were eradicated when the image of the other man making her squirm beneath his touch infiltrated his mind. He released his grip on himself and threw the picture down to the floor where it would lay for the rest of the night.
He wanted to make her scream and cry out his name, he wanted to be the one to drain every ounce of innocence from her body and beg for more. He wanted her to say his name and it be the only one she ever cried out again. In pain or ecstasy either way was fine with him. She would remember him when he made it clear who he was. He wasn't some forgettable fool that she passed up. He looked down to the pictures once more and saw one that he had taken through her window.
She had been parading around in her room in the nude, for his eyes to take in her beautiful form. He licked his lips and fully unzipped his pants and pulled his member free of its bindings. He was going to please himself to the thought of her without the other man getting in the way this time. He imagined every inch of her pale skin under his fingertips and that he was buried deep within her. This was exactly what he needed to please himself.
His eyes fluttered shut as he came all over the picture he had of her. This wasn't the first time and it wasn't the last time he would do this either. He cleaned the picture frame off and set it back on his table. It was his prized picture, which is why he had never put it in the suitcase with the others. He was going to save her from that man if it were the last thing he did. She would never marry that man if it came down to it.
If he couldn't have her, no one could.