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Further, this chapter contains references to the song 'The Night We Met' by Lord Huron. All rights to the lyrics and original work belong to the respective artist and copyright holders; no infringement is intended.

Mature readers only- This chapter contains graphic description of lemons.

Menma made his way down the stairs, craving his morning coffee, and was pleasantly surprised to see his most trusted childhood- and adult friend and ally, Sasuke, waiting for him in the dining room. Their organization's had over the years collaborated continuously, following their fathers' footsteps, which had only strengthened their bond.

"At what ungodly hour did you wake up to be here this early?" Menma asked, his tone half teasing, half bewildered.

"I'm just not as lazy as you are, Naruto. So, how did yesterday go?" Sasuke inquired, using the name Naruto, which was only known to his family members, and closest friends and allies.

"It went well. We signed the contract and celebrated as usual.", Naruto proceeded to recount the events involving Toneri and Hinata thereafter. He confessed to feeling an intense attraction to Hinata but chose to focus on the issues with Toneri. Specifically, how he was frustrated by Toneri's display of disobedience, which had angered him greatly. Time and again, Toneri had proven to be a nuisance. Naruto had been forced to discipline Toneri on multiple occasions due to his repeated refusal to follow orders.

Disobeying orders on a field mission was one thing, but disobeying the Code was another. Naruto would never delude himself into thinking that he or any of his people were paragons of virtue, but his organization, like many others, lived by a strict Code. Among other principles, this Code strictly prohibited harming civilians or any family members not involved in any of their organizations. Their status and wealth ensured that women—whether true lovers, fangirls, or prostitutes—were always available when desired. There was never a reason for- nor acceptance of, taking a woman against her will.

Naruto was convinced that Toneri had tried to trap the woman he now knew as Hinata the previous night, and this did not sit well with him. If Toneri had succeeded in taking Hinata, or any other woman, Naruto would have ensured that he wouldn't live to see another day. It further struck him as particularly odd that Toneri had insisted on keeping this specific woman. He had never seen Toneri act that way around other women before. Naruto knew that Toneri had met her for the first time yesterday, so surely, he couldn't have fallen in love with her already? Everyone knew Toneri not to be the type to fall in love at all.

"Oh well, I guess you'll meet her a few times, have your fun, and let her go, like you've done in the past. But Naruto, I do advise that you meet someone good soon and settle down." The silence that followed unnerved Sasuke which was amplified by the deep thought that Sasuke could see in Naruto's eyes, "What's with you?"

"Nothing!", Naruto protested, not wanting to rely his true thoughts which were consumed by the lady from last night. "Besides, you're one to talk. When will you settle down? Not that I can blame you for being single, I mean, who'd want to live with a cold-hearted stone like you?", Naruto joked.

"Well, I do have someone specific in mind now."

"What, who?"

"Sakura."

"The supermodel?"

"And surgeon, yes. We've already been introduced once before, and I'm now inquiring about her number. I'll be asking her out soon."

"You're so cunning," Naruto continued to banter with his friend. He'd known about Sasuke's interest in the model, but had always figured it was just a silly infatuation. For Sasuke to meet a woman and not dismiss her as a weakling, as he had with others, was truly a milestone.

Sasuke shook his head in amusement and sighed, "Usuratonkachi... What will you do about Toneri? You cannot allow such disobedience. Deal with him—or I will."

Naruto promised to have his men follow Toneri and investigate Hinata's background. He wasn't going to risk his business or his men's safety for what he logically had to admit might be a scam. He had to be reasonable enough to admit that what he felt last night might have been a fleeting whim, and perhaps the alcohol had played a role in amplifying his emotions, especially since he had been drinking more than usual to celebrate the recent successful deal. If he were to pursue any kind of relationship with Hinata, he needed to ensure that she was as clean as day.

He wasn't the sort of man who'd freely wander the streets without protection, nor was he the type of man who would set a foot anywhere near a place that hadn't been previously secured. Naruto was, after all, a wanted man. So, he'd made sure of securing the area before arriving at her cafeteria of choice, which she routinely had been visiting, at least, twice a week, for the past two weeks, prior to going to work. He was content to find the place to be almost empty, occupied only by her- and another couple who'd chosen to sit on the other side of the cafeteria, "Hinata".

The voice jolted her out of her notes, scaring and exciting her simultaneously. "Menma? What are you doing here?"

"I was in a meeting in town and just stepped in to get a coffee, and to my delight I found you sitting here.", Naruto smiled gently as he answered.

"Oh.", Hinata began to doubt herself and her previous suspicions of him. Maybe she had judged him too harshly, maybe she had been wrong. Clearly, someone with criminal ties or questionable reputation would not just stroll around town, visiting cafés so freely at this time of day, where he'd be seen in the glorious daylight. Her thoughts began to make her question her initial assessment, but her experiences prevented her from completely trusting him.

"May I join you?"

"I…"

"I can't stay for long, really. I need to attend another meeting soon…Although it would be worth missing, if it means that I get to spend time looking at your beautiful face, Hinata."

The sight of him was enough to make her nervous, but his words and now his nearing presence were crumbling her resolve, causing her to blush. This man, this deity, was more gorgeous than she remembered. His existence was as mesmerizing as the night she met him.

Naruto sensed her doubts but took her silence as a form of comfort since she hadn't yet denied his request, so he proceeded to take a seat in front of her, "I've thought about you, you know… Our first meeting, although it was during what I imagine- a very stressful situation for you, ultimately, was a very pleasant one for me, at least."

"Can you blame me for that…"

"No."

"Menma, listen..."

"Hinata, I think you might've gotten the wrong idea of who I'm. Look, I've made arrangements to fire Toneri and whomever was involved in the incident. You don't know me so I don't blame you, but I assure you, I would never tolerate assault on a woman".

"Just fire him? You should've reported him to the police!".

The mention of the police made Naruto swallow hard, an action that Hinata noted but chose not to address. "I will," he assured her, feeling a pang of guilt for needing to lie. "However, Toneri have escaped, and I'm not quite sure of how I would be able to proof what his intentions truly were without hard evidence, so getting an arrest might prove difficult," he truthfully added.

"Well, I appreciate that you've done your part, I really do. Still, I cannot date a man like you… not with all you have around you. You must understand, I'm not like that…"

"I would've hoped for you to get to know me- the real me before making such a judgment. The things surrounding me do not define me, Hinata...All I ask is for one date."

Adonis was once again assuring her of his desire for her, and she was once again succumbing to the strong will of her heart, body, and soul. What if she was wrong about him after all?

"One date then,"' She suggested after making up her mind," at my place of choice."

She accepted his offer, but was determined to make sure he met her somewhere safe for her, and answered all her questions about himself during this date, to confirm his innocence.

He suddenly rose from his seat and made his way to order a cup of coffee, a gesture that puzzled Hinata. He carefully placed the cup on her side of the table and smiled. Leaning forward, he gently placed a kiss on her cheek and whispered, "Whatever you want, Hime."

She had refused Menma's offer to drive her to the Vietnamese restaurant she had chosen, insisting they simply meet up there instead. Unbeknownst to her, Naruto's men had paid off the restaurant to ensure they only allowed guests who had been pre-approved by them. This was normal practice for men in Naruto's profession, often achieved by convincing the restaurant owners of some fabricated story about being a foreign celebrity couple in need of privacy and protection. This ensured Naruto could enter and remain in places where he usually would not be able to make a public appearance of this length.

Hours went by effortlessly.

They felt a sense of familiarity in being in each other's company, which only served to intensify the attraction between them. Skilfully, Menma succeeded in keeping the conversation focused on topics and details of his life that he could be honest about. He also made sure to ask her a few questions about hers as well. Like him, she seemed hesitant to share too much, but she did relay that she came from a family of successful persecutors. However, she had chosen a different path—a medical one—and worked as a surgeon in the most famous hospital in Konoha, the city they lived in. The more time he spent looking at her and listening, the stronger his attraction grew. Naruto had already thought her gorgeous the first time he laid eyes on her, but tonight, dressed in a long, black-shiny dress that hugged her curves, she looked even more like a Goddess. To make matters worse, as the hours passed, he realised that his feelings for her had not been a sole physical attraction. There was something about her that he yearned to have, something he decided he would have. He caught himself staring at her non-stop and decided he needed to become more present and perhaps engage in further conversations again, further realising that he had failed to complimented her looks tonight, "You look beautiful tonight, Hinata."

Hinata couldn't refrain from blushing at the compliment, nor at the way he had been staring at her, unapologetically, throughout the night. She also found herself unable to resist admiring his striking blue eyes and his overall presence. The compliment made her realize that she had been staring back just as much, so she quickly averted her gaze, opting to focus on the shiny, blue crystal gem necklace- Kesshōseki, that graced Naruto's neck. He noticed her reaction and found himself liking the fact that he made her shy. It was a quality he hoped to explore further someday, but he didn't want to embarrass her anymore at this moment, "I know it's odd, but it carries meaning to me. It was my grandmother's."

"How rude of me to stare, apologies…"

"You have nothing to apologize about, Hinata".

"You say was? Is she…"

"She is still alive, but she chose to leave the country when her husband, my grandfather, died- a long time ago, his death crushed her and she couldn't stand the sight of anything in this city anymore after that.", Naruto told her, leaving out other tragedies that had happened to his family who had further affected his grandmother.

"How did he die?"

"He was murdered."

"Menma, I'm so sorry", she unconsciously reached out for his hand, much to his surprise- and delight.

"It's alright. Like I said, it was a long time ago", he smiled reassuringly, accepting her hand with even more fever, which ignited a shock wave of emotions within him- and her. "Would you like another drink?"

"No, thank you. Two is quite enough", she politely declined.

"Don't tell me you're a lightweight, Hinata?"

"I've always been…Why? Are you trying to get me drunk?", she joked, surprising even herself.

"No.", he confidently replied, "I assure you; you'll never need a drop of alcohol to have a good time with me", he boldly stated.

Hinata suddenly saw the shift in his demeanour- and his eyes. He was now oozing the same aura as the man that she had met the first time. The one who had consumed her by simply looking into her eyes. It was as though he was discreetly trying to profess something, something that she could relate to; that she wanted to run to, but simultaneously run away from. She realised that he possessed a power over her, a power that could remove her ability to think- and act rationally, and make her succumb to him. She had been enjoying this date greatly up until this point, but as she begun to feel this growing sense of losing control, she realised that she needed to refrain herself again. There was still so much that she needed to learn about him and so much she needed to confirm before allowing herself to be persuaded any further. Hinata had never liked nor submitted to the idea of casual sex, and she was not about to allow herself to make exceptions for him tonight. The attraction she felt towards him was strong, so strong that it could've easily led to her throwing herself into his arms and allowing him to take her wherever he wanted. But, sex would complicate things; it could make feelings intensify while throwing logic out the window and it was for that specific reason that she first needed to know who he was and what his intentions were. She swallowed hard, averting her gaze once again, no longer able to look into his eyes without exposing her inner conflict. "It's getting really late, and I have to get up early in the morning.", although it only had lasted a second, and he had concealed it perfectly, Hinata still managed to catch the look of disappointment in his eyes, that she once again had caused. "Thank you for a wonderful evening, Menma."

"Will I be seeing you again?", he asked, sounding uncharacteristically desperate.

"I should hope so".

Her response seemed to lighten up his mood, and he offered her a smile again. "Come on then, I'm driving you home—no discussion." He rose from his seat, offering his hand and leading her out. Of course, he had hoped that she would stay longer; in fact, if it had been up to him, he'd take her to his home tonight. How could he not want that? Her body was divine, alluring enough to make any man desire it, and her eyes—he'd fantasized about staring into them as he took her, time and time again ever since the moment he had laid his eyes on her. But he was content with her acceptance to see him again, at least- for now. He realised that he needed to win her over completely, which meant he that he needed to play his cards right and not do anything that would risk scaring her off, not when things were going so well.

Within a few moments of being in the car, Naruto found himself fighting his inner demons, struggling to prevent himself from making any physical advances. To satisfy his yearning, he opted to lean closer, placing an arm over her shoulder and gently caressing her arm, pretending to proceed with a normal conversation. The touches were subtle, but it sent shivers down Hinata's spine. The attraction was mutual and growing by the second, they'd already kissed once and Naruto found himself yearning to devour her in a passionate kiss yet again. He leaned closer, giving her a peck on her cheek and worked his way to her lips where he finally began to kisse her gently again. The kiss was met with equal fever from Hinata's part, an action which encouraged Naruto to unbuckle her seatbelt, and with a swift motion grab her gently under the arms and lift her onto his lap. The new closeness deepened the heat between the two, and made it harder for them to resist the magnetic pull that had been building all evening. Naruto continued to trail kisses down her neck and collarbone and he found himself at a point where he would've done anything to take her home to have his way with her. He leisurely began to grind her on him, making her feel his arousal which elicited a quiet but sensual moan from Hinata's part, a sound which had Naruto at the verge of losing all constraints.

"That's it, baby…I know…I understand better than you think, you see how much I want you?", he continued praising her while making her grind even harshly, grabbing her waist. "Hina, come home with me tonight.", he suggested as he passionately kissed her once again.

They continued the steamy make out sessions when an unexpected, harsh brake jolted the car to a sudden stop, shattering the spell that had consumed Hinata's mind and body. Thankfully, Naruto's firm grip on her waist hugged her tight, and prevented her from being thrown about the car. Naruto himself seemed unfazed by the sudden stop and continued to trail kisses on the side of her neck.

"Menma, wait. I need to ask you something," Hinata said, her voice taking on a serious tone that made Naruto pause and look at her with curiosity. She had stopped touching him now- and was acutely aware and determined to receive the answers to the questions that had been gnawing at her. She was reminded of how she had promised herself that she wouldn't let her feelings distract her until she knew who he really was.

"Anything", he replied, keeping a stern hold on her waist.

"What kind of business do you own?"

Naruto smiled and relaxed, "The main business I run is the one I took over after my father's death. But I'm also an entrepreneur; I own restaurants, a security business, other companies I find enjoyable as well."

"And what is the main one, your father's?"

"Construction," he replied, still smiling. "My father specialized in building safe rooms for the rich and famous. I took over that business and expanded it, merged it with my other projects. Now I build clubs, restaurants, casinos—places for the wealthy and sometimes even famous—where I offer security so they can socialize without the risk of being stalked by the media or the public. That's why my places are so secretive and exclusive, Hinata."

This story he told her was rehearsed, and memorised, since he knew full well that she would question his wealth and the mystery around his work. Naruto was truthful about the businesses he owned but omitted key details. The key parts that he opted to leave out were about who those wealthy and famous clients had been- criminals, and other facts such as; his other ventures involved illicit activities, including arms dealing with gangs behind the scenes in those places.

"Oh…" Hinata felt a wave of relief wash over her, realizing that her suspicions were unfounded. She felt reassured that she now could give herself to him with a clearer conscience.

Naruto took the opportunity to pick up where they'd left off, bringing her closer by the back of her neck for another deep kiss. "I'll make sure you get enough sleep, and even drive you to work on- time tomorrow…Just come with me?", Naruto was dying to have sex with her, but her hesitance told him that she wasn't quite ready for that step yet, and he did not feel like pushing her. And yet, he really didn't want to release her from his arms... Finally, he concluded that he'd be content if she at least, would accept sleeping- literally sleeping, in his arms tonight. "Hinata, we don't have to do anything, I promise. I just want to fall asleep with the warmth of your body next to mine tonight."

Hinata looked into his eyes in shock and realised that they mirrored the same longing that she felt. She knew that she would deeply regret moving too quickly, so she found herself relieved and happy to find out that he could wait, that he truly would be content with taking it slow with her. So, she felt comfortable in accepting his suggestion, "OK…just sleep then, at my place." she shyly smiled back at him.

Naruto flashed her a wicked smile, removing the dark screen that separated them from the front part of the car to instruct the driver to take them to Hinata's apartment before closing it up again.

Sighing, the driver- Sai proceeded to call the other men, to ensure the area where Hinata lived was secured and that a few men would be placed on guard nearby to ensure their boss's protection.

As they entered her home, Hinata began to doubt Menma's conviction. They were both so aroused, so she questioned how they would possibly be able to just fall asleep? She knew that she was not ready, and she would not allow herself to engage in casual sex with him, not when she knew that she liked him so much. Now she also began questioning how he would perceive her for allowing him to come home with her so soon, after their very first date.

"Hinata, I really want to get to know you," Naruto said earnestly. "Don't get me wrong—I'd jump at the chance to have sex with you, but that's not the only reason why I wanted to see you. Like I said, I'm more than happy just to hold you tonight, so I don't mind waiting." He reassured her, sensing her discomfort and worry while caressing her arms.

His words made her heart skip a beat. It seemed illogical—unbelievable even, that this man could have such a strong hold on her heart. That 'Adonis' himself had turned out to be a decent man who wanted her just as much as she wanted him.

"I'm sorry, Menma. It's not that I'm not attracted to you—I really am. I just want to take things slow," she explained, feeling the need to convince him of her emotions.

"I'm crazy attracted to you too, Hinata," Naruto confessed without hesitation, his voice full of conviction.

His reassuring words gave her the confidence to take his hand and lead him to her bedroom. Once there, he began to undress, stripping down to his pants, preparing to sleep. Hinata made her way to the bathroom to change and when she returned, she found him sitting on her bed, looking tired. "Come to bed, baby," he said, reaching out to her with an inviting arm. The request and the way he had expressed it made Hinata become aroused all over again- to her embarrassment. As she approached, he gently drew her in, laying her down beside him. He wrapped her in his arms, pulling her close as he covered them both with the blanket. Holding her tightly, he breathed in her scent, feeling a deep sense of contentment. He felt himself becoming aroused all over again as well- how could he not now that she was only clothed in a silky, creamy- nightgown next to him, and her curves had moulded into his body so effortlessly. Naruto sighed, pressing a kiss to the side of her neck as he reminded himself to focus on keeping his promise—not to rush things. After all, he'd never gone back on his word before, and he wasn't about to start now. "Good night, Hime," he whispered.

"Good night, Menma", she quietly replied.

As the hours passed, Hinata found herself struggling to fall asleep, feeling shy and nervous about Menma being there. Yet, she couldn't deny the incredible sense of belonging and security she felt in his embrace. As she sensed him sleep peacefully, she slowly turned to face him and reached out to caress his cheek. She began to smile at the sight of this beautiful man beside her.

However, before her fingers could graze his cheek, he suddenly seized her wrist with a crushing grip, causing her to wince in pain. "Menma, you're hurting me," she whimpered in disbelief.

"Hinata... I'm sorry, baby," Naruto replied in a voice filled with anguish upon realizing where he was, who she was- and what he was doing. He immediately pulled her hands to his lips and kissed her wrists, and grabbed her face to kiss her again, feeling deeply guilty. "I'm so sorry," he continued, now pressing the hand he had hurt to his heart. "I would never deliberately hurt you, Hinata, never!", he affirmed, while kissing her again, and pulling her even closer for a tight embrace.

His words were filled with such conviction and sincerity, and his expression so tormented, that Hinata felt she had no choice but to relieve his internal turmoil and forgive him. She truly believed he would never wish to hurt her. "It's okay, Menma, it's okay. It doesn't hurt anymore," she assured him, allowing herself to relax once more in his embrace, pushing him onto the bed so he could go back to sleep.

The following day, Naruto dropped her off with a promise to see her again soon.

"Sai, do you have any news for me?" Naruto asked as he returned to his office.

"Actually, yes, sir- we do have some updates," Sai replied. "I've checked her background, and we've been tailing her ever since you met her at the bar three weeks ago. She is who she says she is—a surgeon, one of the top surgeons at Konoha's Senju Hospital, actually. She's 29, with a birthday in December, so she'll be 30 in a month. No criminal record, single- though she was previously engaged. We're still trying to find out with whom. The engagement seems to have been broken off by her father three years ago. No suspicious- or criminal activities linked to her. She seems clean, boss."

"Good, I'm glad to hear that," Naruto replied, a hint of excitement in his voice.

"However,"

"Yes?"

"I'm still trying to obtain some information about her original last name—it seems she changed it three years ago as well."

"Keep digging, Sai. But what you've found so far has put me at ease, I'll tell you that much," Naruto assured him.

Naruto had courted Hinata for another month after their initial encounter, and realized that his feelings for her were growing stronger with each meeting, each gaze, and each touch. He showered her with flowers, kind and encouraging words, attention, and—most importantly—he consistently demonstrated his true interest in her as a person as well. He gave her confidence, and she gave him care, peace and validation, leaving him on cloud nine for the first time in his life. He had heard about love, but he wasn't entirely sure if this was it. What he did know was that being with her filled him with a happiness and fulfilment he had never experienced before—feelings he now knew he wasn't willing or prepared to live without. Without even fully realizing it, he had confided in his guard, Sai, that he might have found the woman of his dreams.

Naruto further proved, time and time again- that he wasn't just after a physical relationship as he both offered and accepted opportunities to stay the night at her apartment without even pushing her to go beyond heated touches.

Latley, however, he was on edge from the growing sexual tension between them, and found it more and more difficult to be near her without feeling a sense of itching longing to go further than what they had, his lust and yearning had become unbearable. So, he made sure to take his frustration out in other ways, indulging in missions and tasks he had before abandoned- before meeting up with her, to ensure the pent-up frustration was somehow redirected. Yet, that seemed to take a toll on him in other ways.

As he made his way to pick her up for another date, his thoughts were a whirlwind, torn between respecting her pace and just to show her how much he wanted her. Luckily, it helped that his body was in pain, feeling exhausted from a long, hard day executing another mission, helped distract him and rendering him too tired to want to do anything more physical- something he was thankful for.

"Menma! I was just about to come down—you didn't have to go through the trouble of coming all the way up to my apartment," Hinata greeted him with a radiant smile as she greeted him, opening her front door. She was dressed in a form-fitting, olive-green bodycon dress with a halter strap, accentuating her figure perfectly.

"Damn, Hinata", he observed her head to toe "Are you trying to kill me?" he half-joked, feeling a surge of arousal just from the sight of her.

"Menma…" Hinata scolded, initially feeling flustered by his comment. She wanted to explain her choice of clothing, but her words caught in her throat as she noticed how exhausted he looked. "Sweetheart, come in!" she urged, her tone shifting to concern as she dragged him by the arm- guiding him inside, and helping him to the sofa, gently laying him down. "You look so tired. What happened?"

"Hehe, don't worry about it," he replied, trying to brush it off. "Come on, get your shoes on and we'll go."

"We're not going anywhere, Menma," Hinata insisted firmly. "You're going to take a shower, grab a bite, and then go straight to sleep."

"Hinata, I promised you dinner," he protested.

"Don't worry about it. I'll make us something here," she countered.

"No."

"Yes," she cut him off. "I'm not even discussing this—you know I wouldn't enjoy myself knowing we went out when you're feeling like this."

"Hinata—I've already booked that restaurant you wanted to try."

"Menma, I don't care—truly. I just wanted to see you tonight. It doesn't matter to me where we go," she confessed sincerely, surprised by her own bluntness.

"Are you sure?" Naruto asked, his voice tinged with disbelief. He felt a pang of guilt but also immense appreciation. She had once again shown how much she cared about his well-being and being with him, prioritizing it over a night out.

"Of course," she responded, her courage growing with each word.

Naruto searched her eyes for any hint of deceit, but all he found was sincerity. Frustration gnawed at him, not just because he couldn't detect any falsehood, but because he was once again overwhelmed by a feeling he couldn't fully understand—a feeling he wanted to cling to desperately, yet wasn't quite ready to face. Instead of voicing his thoughts, he chose to act. He placed his hand gently behind her head and pulled her into a heated, desperate kiss. In the midst of his passionate display, he couldn't shake off the sensation of dirt and sweat clinging to him. The thought of tainting his pristine, dressed-up angel with that grime made him pause. "Baby, I'll take that shower and be right back," he whispered softly in her ear, pulling back with a hesitant smile.

"Huh…?" a disoriented Hinata mumbled, before quickly gathering herself. "Yes, yes! Of course—take your time."

Naruto pulled her into another deep kiss, leaving them both intensely aroused and frustrated before he reluctantly headed for the shower.

The hot water did wonders for washing away the dirt, but it did nothing to quell his desire.

As he stepped out, he was drawn by the mouthwatering aroma of home-cooked food. Hinata had quickly prepared a meal of Miso soup and Yakisoba for them, and Naruto felt as if he would soon start levitating toward the kitchen. But when he saw Hinata, he froze. She had changed into her nightgown—the silky, creamy one that had haunted his dreams and fuelled every dirty vision of her in his mind.

He snuck up behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist and inhaling her scent. "The food smells delicious, Hinata. I can't wait to devour it…" he murmured, as he began planting kisses down the side of her neck. "But, there's something else I'd rather be devouring right now," he boldly confessed.

Hinata felt her resolve start to crumble, her strength to stand on her own legs slipping away. His touch had that kind of power over her—it made her weak at the knees and sent her mind into a haze. It was as though he had cast a spell on her, one that made her want to surrender completely to him. Despite her nerves, she had to ask, "And what… what would that be?" Her voice trembled as she breathed heavily, and he gently turned her face toward him, capturing her lips in a heated kiss.

He proceeded to caress her abdomen, and made his way down to her womanhood, resting his hand there for a moment before deciding to lightly press it, "I want this Hinata", he felt Hinata grow even weaker, nearly losing her balance as her breath quickened. The realization that she was becoming as aroused as he was boosted his confidence and encouraged him to push her bum towards his aching length, "Do you feel this, baby? Do you feel how much my body wants you? I've been longing for you from the moment that I met you- I've been dying to be inside of you", Naruto began to caress her clitoris in circulating motion, his other hand massaging her breast and simultaneously grinding on her behind, "Doesn't it feel good, baby?"

Hinata's mind was racing, her sense of logic completely gone. She reached out to the kitchen counter, gripping it for dear life, as he continued to pleasure her with his hands.

"Hime", he called.

And Hinata moaned.

At the sound of her voice, Naruto suddenly froze, his excitement teetering on the edge of control, and any trace of tiredness vanished instantly. He grabbed her by the waist, straightening her up, and commanded, "Come with me." Without hesitation, he lifted her, bridal-style and carried her to her bed, gently laying her down, before climbing on top of her and proceeding to kiss her passionately.

Naruto wasted no time to remove the only piece of cloth that had covered his manhood, a towel- leaving him completely naked, he proceeded to take Hinata's hand and guiding it to his erected member.

"Do you feel this, baby…My cock is dying to have you". He proceeded to strip her of her nightgown in a hurried motion, startling her- leaving her with no time to object as he carried on to fondle her divine breasts, "You are gift from God to me…", he praised as he for the first time was blessed with the sight he had been longing to whiteness. He proceeded to suckle her nipples and carried on to remove her panties slowly with one hand while the other began to caress her clit in a soft, agonizing pace.

"Menma….", she panted closing her eyes, her moans resembling a beautiful melody to him. He took a moment to observe her, the sight of his Goddess in all her naked glory, writhing beneath him at his mercy, moaning to the rhythm of his touches elevated and excited him beyond reason. He was now convinced that if she would not let him have her tonight, he would most certainly die.

But he also knew, that he needed her to confirm that she was ready, so he ceased his actions, providing his attention and asked, "Yeah baby?"

"I'm ready…", she confirmed with hooded eyes.

Hinata savoured every moment of this encounter with the man she dubbed Adonis. This gorgeous man had come into her life, saving her from a terrible fate, showering her with beautiful words and kind gestures. The same man she felt an instant, unexplainable attraction to was now touching her in a way that bewitched her, making her want to be his forever willing slave. She had never felt such pleasure before, never known such a feeling—and she wanted to savour every last drop of it. The sexual tension between them had been growing to the brink of explosion, and tonight- she did not want to fight it off anymore.

Menma smirked, he now knew for certain that she would succumb to his desires, so he increased the pace of the circulating motion around her clit, and moved his other hand to her folds, gently introducing one of his fingers inside of her to confirm her wetness level. He felt her squeeze and suck in his finger, indicating her readiness, so he proceeded to pleasure her until she finally screamed out the pleasure of her orgasm.

His sweet, shy, quiet Hinata- was not as subtle in bed, Naruto realised, much to his pleasure.

Naruto continued to kiss and lick every part of her body that he could reach, allowing her to wind down, before suckling her clit again while simultaneously caressing her folds gently, "Hime- you're still wet… I'm going to enjoy this", Naruto professed as he aligned his cock to her entrance.

"Menma, wait!", Hinata called, sounding alarmed.

Naruto searched her eyes, "Hime, I'll make you feel good, trust me", not wanting to give her more time to regret anything he began kissing her gently, as he slowly began to insert his length within her- inch by inch in a gentle pace. He was fully aware of how well-endowed he was, so he decided to be content with whatever of his length her body would accept to take in for the tonight.

"Ahh, Menma", Hinata moaned, gazing into his eyes with hooded ones- her expression a mix of pleasure and slight pain.

"Take it in baby, I promise…Ahh", Naruto struggled to speak as her folds resisted to take more of him in, "I promise…you'll feel so good".

Hinata found herself at a loss for words and movement, the pleasure seeming to take control of her. Menma had completely subjugated her, and she felt powerless to refuse anything he asked of her at this moment. She was experiencing such addicting pleasure, while witnessing her Adonis enjoy her body just the same.

"Hime, I'm hurting you?", Naruto suddenly ceased moving as guilt washed over him—feeling an unusual concern, one he wouldn't typically experience when so lost in pleasure—as he noticed a few tears slipping down Hinata's face.

Hinata was stunned to realise he had stopped moving, she was further confused by the look of concern in his eyes. She had to admit that yes- there was pain due to his size, but there was also pleasure, and the feeling of pleasure was greater, more dominating, so she was not about to lose on experiencing the most euphoric sensation that she had felt in her life due to some negligible pain, "Please…please don't stop now", she pleaded and placed her legs behind his back, crossing them and pushing him, guiding him back inside of her as she pulled him into a kiss.

"How could I- when my princess is beginning me like this?", his demeanour suddenly shifted from a careful to a decisive, lewd and confident one. He carried on, inserting all of himself within her folds in a swift motion, allowing her only a few seconds more to adjust before exiting and then entering her once again with a hard push.

"Hime, this is …uhhh", he tried to speak- but became consumed with pleasure. Her wetness seemed to increase by each thrust, which served to encourage him to go from having gentle sex to fucking her instead. He thrusted in an impressive pace, opting to slow down at irregular intervals- hoping to prolong the pleasure. The sex with her was everything he had been dreaming of and beyond, it was satisfying every fibre of his being mentally, emotionally and physically. Naruto had never known such pleasure, such longing and such wanton before. They continued this act for some time, and Naruto hoped they'd continue for much longer, but realised that Hinata was about to explode once again.

"Ahhhh Menma, Menma, Menma…please…", Hinata begged him to let her come.

He allowed her to reach her end again- how could he not when she was begging him so politely. His little Goddess was behaving in the best way and he was loving dominating her and undoing her in bed. Having sex with someone with such a pure heart, beautiful face, attractive body, and a delicious vagina that was fulfilling all his sexual desires was proving more than enough to send him over the edge as well, "Do you like me fucking you, Hime?", he asked lewdly. "Fuck…. Hime, you're such a…Good girl, with such fuckable body- made for me, only for me to fuck…succumb to me like the good girl you are", he commanded as he backed away from her face and continued to thrust mercilessly in her, watching her breasts jiggle in the act.

Hinata turned her gaze from his eyes to their intertwined sexes- as he spewed those lewd words- and that seemed to have done wonders for her as a strong sensation completely overwhelmed her and prevented her from uttering any further coherent sentences. Instead, she felt herself nearing her end, and began pulsating around his length, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh", Hinata moaned as she finally let go and orgasmed for the second time of that night.

She squeezed him so pleasurably that Naruto immediately felt himself explode inside of her thereafter, experiencing his own powerful orgasm.

Hinata tried to calm her racing heart, as exhaustion and sleep was overtaking her. She was struggling but still managed to open her eyes and look into his. She realized that Naruto had already calmed down, breathing normally despite just orgasming. He was searching her eyes, looking worried or confused—she couldn't tell.

"Menma, what's wrong?" she asked, reaching out to cup his face.

"Nothing, baby. That was amazing…" Naruto confessed, not ready to reveal, or perhaps not fully able to acknowledge, what he was truly feeling at that moment. All he knew was that he wanted to savour this night, cherish her touch, and imprint the vision of her beautiful face and body—who had been marked by him—in his memory forever.

Naruto carefully removed himself away from her, and positioned himself beside her on the bed. He gently pulled her close, her back resting against his chest, noticing how she was slipping in and out of consciousness. "Sleep, Hime," he whispered, kissing her temple. As he held her close, he let his own exhaustion take over, drifting off to sleep as well.

Naruto stirred awake near morning, happy to remember that this was her day off so she wouldn't have to rush to work. He found his cock to be painfully erect again as it rested between Hinata's ass cheeks, near her folds. He positioned his cock inside of her fold again after sensing her wetness, feeling proud that his cock had elicited an arousal from her part as well in their unconscious state. "Hinata, wake up", he gently whispered in to her ears, "I'm going to fuck you again", he shamelessly declared.

Hinata stirred from her sleep in a haze, "Menma? I'm…Ahh", she inhaled- feeling his hand massaging her clit.

"Baby, you're already wet and you've made me so horny it hurts", he took one of her hands- pulling it behind her back, to place on his cock, encouraging her to feel him- "Look what you do to me, Hime".

In the midst of her sleepy haze, Hinata couldn't quite tell if she was dreaming or if it was really happening, but it didn't matter to her. All she knew was that she was once again being showered with attention by her Adonis, and filled up by him, which was a sensation that gave her a pleasure so intense it consumed every fibre of her being. Whether it was real or not, she didn't care—she would allow herself to be lost in it.

"Menma, ahhh", Hinata moaned as he proceeded to massage her clit and began to insert his length into her folds, from behind as the lay on their side on the bed. His pace was gentle and slow which only served to intensify the sensation of pleasure. Hinata felt herself drifting in and out of consciousness, lost in the mesmerizing sensation, while Naruto remained wide awake. He then began to thrust with more vigour, holding on to her hips while speeding his pace, observing the way her breast jiggled with every push. Hinata was lightly moaning throughout the act, and he knew that her energy levels had been exhausted and that she would not be able to contribute any further so he decided to keep on leading and enjoying her, at his own leisure. He continued fucking her in a harsh and rapid pace- to his hearts content. Enjoying the smacking sounds their fucking was making, and the way their sexes were touching. When he finally felt like he was ready to explode, he held her still and pushed with one final hard stroke, allowing his seed to burst inside of her again, making a guttural sound as he moaned out his orgasm.

It wasn't until late in the afternoon that the couple finally woke up again. They took a shower together, when Hinata had declined another round due to her soreness, and then ate the food she had prepared the day before.

Naruto was blessed by experiencing many more sexual encounters with his Goddess thereafter, coaxing out reactions and sounds of her he vowed that only he would make her feel.

Another month had passed where the couple been experiencing one of the most exhilarating times of their lives together.

Naruto invited Hinata back to his restaurant, the one where they'd initially met, to commemorate their 2-month anniversary.

"Mr. Namikaze, is that you? Sir, please, let me have a word with you," a man suddenly approached Naruto as he and Hinata were about to make their way out of the restaurant.

The man pleaded for a conversation but kept being blocked by Naruto's guard, Kankuro.

Naruto's body reacted instinctively, and he quickly placed Hinata behind him, keeping her hands firmly in his.

"Just tell me where my brother is, please? He was working for you, and we haven't heard from him for two months now. We've been trying to get a hold of anyone from your company and no one will answer us. What happened to him?"

"Kankuro, deal with him".

"Sir, please- just, at least- hear our family out?", the man kept begging.

"Kankuro!", Naruto harshly shouted.

Kankuro harshly pushed the man away from Naruto, ensuring he was completely removed out of sight.

Naruto sighed, knowing that the situation didn't look good and that Hinata might've gotten scared or, at the very least, will have many questions about it. When he turned to face her, he was surprised to see a look of disappointment he hadn't expected from her. However, she continued to walk beside him without making a scene, calmly entering his car. However, throughout the ride to her home, she remained silent.

"Hinata," Naruto called softly.

"Will you tell me what that was about- truthfully?" she asked, her voice steady but cold.

"Yes, but I know nothing about his brother's whereabouts."

"But you could've at least heard him out, comforted him—the poor man is looking for his brother, Menma.", she pleaded.

"It has nothing to do with me." Naruto didn't feel like sharing the story of the man who had betrayed him, defecting to work for an enemy and disappearing ever since. He genuinely had no more information to offer the man's family. But one thing was certain—spies and traitors never stay alive when they're caught.

"He worked for you." Hinata insisted.

"Yes, and then he disappeared, by his own free will. It's hardly my fault—nor my problem then."

"Menma, what about his family? Have you at least tried to contact them? Or the police to investigate it?"

"Like I said, that is not my problem anymore." Naruto responded, sounding cold-hearted, and dismissive of her plea, detesting the mention of the word "police".

"But—"

"You don't get to question me Hinata, you seem to forget your place. I'm not obliged to explain this further to you."

His tone, and lack of compassion shocked Hinata. The same man who had offered her gentle smiles and treatment, the one who saved her from a predator was now dismissing a missing employee's story as a nuisance and scolding her like she had been someone he saw as beneath him. Her Adonis persona, that she had grown to love so much- was crumbling in front of her. Hinata was hurt by his words, and decided that she did not like this side of him, "You're right, you don't have to. And I'm not obliged to accept this either."

"What is that supposed to mean?" Naruto asked, his voice rising with annoyance.

"I have no interest in being with someone who lacks empathy for his employees, and thinks that it is okey to speak to his 'girlfriend' like this." Hinata tried to let go of his hand, but his firm grip prevented her. "Please let go," she demanded harshly.

Naruto's heartbeat raced as he felt her slipping from his grasp, so he acted quickly and grabbed her face with both hands, trying to make her stay. Hinata used her now-free hands to unsuccessfully try push him back, with a struggle due to his body strength, by the chest. "Hinata- calm down," he ordered, sounding harsher than necessary and refusing to back away completely.

He tried to relay some made-up story about an ongoing investigation that he wasn't authorized to discuss, but the damage was already done. He had addressed her in a way that had broken her heart, and he could sense it. Hinata's demeanour towards him had retreated, and she had politely declined any attempts of him touching her, stating that she would go home alone tonight.

"Hime…", he called as she exited the car.

"Don't worry, Menma. From now on, I'll be sure to know my place—far away from you."

"Hina, that's not w…", he tried to interrupt her and drag her back by the hand.

"If you have an ounce of decency within you- you won't ever try to contact me again…", Hinata interrupted him and pleaded as tears streamed down his face.

He let her go, attempting to calm his rapidly beating heart by reassuring himself that he would see her again, he would just give her a day or two before calling her again, because he knew that he would not accept losing anything, let alone- her.

They both struggled to sleep that night, their hearts heavy with the pain of breaking. For some unknown reason, despite his resolve- Naruto couldn't shake the feeling that he would not be able to see her again.

"Sir…," Sai hesitantly called, looking between Naruto and Sasuke- who had once again joined his friend for breakfast at his home.

"Speak", Naruto commanded, sounding more annoyed than usual. He had not seen Hinata for a week, and she had refused to respond to any of his calls or other communication attempts.

"I now know her true last name…She is…ahem… Hyuuga."

The name put both Naruto and Sasuke in shock, but Sasuke was the first to ask, "A fucking Hyuuga? Naruto, have you lost your mind? How could you know this?"

"Sir, please- before you judge my boss- let me explain that part! Mr. Uzumaki has never met a Hyuuga before; he couldn't have known," Sai interjected, trying to break any unnecessary fuss or fight from erupting.

Sasuke huffed. "Please don't tell me you gave her your real name?"

"I didn't. I told her my name was Namikaze, Menma. Alright?" Naruto bitterly replied.

"Good…," Sasuke stopped himself from further lecturing his friend, something they normally would never do in the presence of their subordinates upon Naruto's disappointed expression and turned back to question Sai, "Did Toneri know who she was?"

"We are still trying to figure that out, Mr. Uchiha, but it is very likely that he did. Our informer has assured us that Hinata is not involved in—and in fact not even aware of—her cousin's real job. Further, she couldn't possibly have known who Toneri- or you, Mr Uzumaki- truly were either."

Naruto contained his annoyance and waited until Sai had left the room before roaring at his friend. "How the hell was I supposed to know who she was, teme?"

"Her eyes... Did you not notice them? Their unique colour, the ones without pupils— it's the defining trait of the Hyuuga. Listen, you're off the hook this time since you've never met a Hyuuga. But from now on, drill this into your goddamn memory: the next time you meet someone with those eyes, make it your life's mission to stay away from them. Don't pursue her any further, got it?", Sasuke shouted back.

Naruto found himself in a dilemma. On one hand, he was relieved that she had been uninvolved. On the other, he was deeply disappointed and inexplicably saddened to learn about her family. That cursed surname did not come without significant or damaging consequences.

Hinata's cousin, Neji, was Naruto's and Sasuke's arch enemy, who posed the greatest threat to their organization's existence. There had been countless instances where Neji and his investigative team had come dangerously close to uncovering their operations, a revelation which could have led to their downfall.

Neji had quickly earned a reputation for himself by successfully dismantling other criminal organizations during his impressive debut years with the FBI. His contributions led to multiple promotions, eventually reaching the highest possible ranks and enjoying all the privileges that came with them. As Naruto continued to read Neji's file, he came across a comment from Sai noting,

"Neji is rumoured to be a prodigy, a natural-born genius." *

This was something Naruto knew he could never be. Unlike Neji, Naruto had worked tirelessly for everything he had, through countless failures, blood, sweat, and tears. He had achieved his goals only after relentless struggle.

The more Naruto read, the more his dislike for the Hyuuga clan grew. They were known for their entitlement and self-righteous attitudes, often seen as privileged and insufferable. But what irked him the most was the repeated description of Neji as a genius.

The disdain for the Hyuuga ran deeper than mere irritation. Neji had been the one to capture Naruto's grandfather, Jiraya, five years earlier, leading to his life imprisonment. Jiraya had died under mysterious and suspicious circumstances in prison two years later, a fact Naruto could never forgive Neji for.

Adding to Naruto's frustration was the police's refusal to reveal the culprit. Determined to uncover the truth, Naruto hired lawyers to sue Neji and the FBI, and appealed Jiraya's case in court, all to no avail. He even planted informants within the FBI, but they too failed to find any significant information or dirt on Neji. Neji had become too powerful and, consequently, too protected.

Now, as fate would have it, Naruto found himself introduced to a woman with blood ties to the very man he was determined to capture or evade. Was this a blessing or a curse? He couldn't say, nor was he sure he wanted to risk discovering the answer.

He decided, despite what his heart wanted, to avoid contacting her again.

Hinata immersed herself in work at the hospital, taking on every case that came her way to keep her mind preoccupied. But in her free time, she found herself grappling with an aching heart. She knew it was foolish—she had only met him for a few months, so how could she possibly be so attached already? He had made no attempt to contact her and explain himself, no attempt to explain that she had misunderstood him which further strengthened her resolve to stay away from him- she only wished she could turn back time- to the night they met. Then, she would've refused any of his advances, refused to ride along in his car- maybe then she would've spared herself of this pain. Besides, he was up to no good and being with him would add risks to her life, ones that she was not willing deal with. It had to be a fleeting whim, she told herself daily to comfort herself before crying herself to sleep.

Naruto, on the other hand- spent his time 'working', taking on tasks far beneath his usual responsibilities and making unannounced appearances. He was driven by one desire: to take out his frustration on someone who deserved it, distracting himself from missing her- and that's exactly what he did.

"Boss," Shikamaru, Naruto's consigliere- called out, running up to Naruto and stopping him mid-action. "Get that clown out of here, let's go." Shikamaru ordered some other guards to step in and take care of the man that Naruto had been assaulting, while grabbing Naruto and practically dragging him back to the car, as Sai accompanied them and proceeded to drive off. Shikamaru had spent hours searching for Naruto with no luck until Sai had tipped him off on his whereabouts. Like the loyal servant that Sai was, he would typically accompany his boss without question. But today, he sensed that Naruto had spiralled a bit too far out of control. Recognizing the need for intervention, Sai knew he had to contact someone with more authority to talk some sense into his boss—someone like Shikamaru or Sasuke.

"What's gotten into you? Last time you went on such reckless missions you were still a brat, not the freaking leader of Konoha's biggest criminal organisation. Do you think your men will still respect you after this?" Shikamaru asked, his voice tinged with concern.

"..." Naruto remained silent.

Shikamaru sighed, realizing what—or who—might be on Naruto's mind that was the force behind his actions. "Is this about that woman?"

"..." Naruto remained silent; his gaze fixed on the passing scenery outside the car window.

Shikamaru shook his head. "Naruto, you might be my boss, but you're also my friend, so I have to say this too, I agree with Sasuke—stay away from the Hyuuga's. Forget her. "

Naruto clicked his tongue in annoyance but continued to stare out the window, his thoughts a turbulent mix of anger, frustration and longing.

They both suffered deeply from the sudden rupture of their relationship, just as it was beginning to bloom, haunted by the memories of the night they met, and the lingering ghosts of each other's presence.

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