12Neji walked down a deserted street, a solitary figure in the pouring rain, intending to go home but no longer aware of where his feet were taking him.
He had known it was wrong even before he had invaded her space…even when he'd said those unforgivable words. He had known that this was wrong for a long time…..his unnatural feelings for her. But he had had years to accept that they were going nowhere, and years more to choose if he wanted to act on them. So, he couldn't blame his actions on ignorance….or being caught up in the moment. But he had simply not considered this consequence and that was a grave oversight on his part, the worst possible outcome.
No….worst possible outcome or not, he was not letting this baby go.
In the dark of the night, Hinata curled up in her bed, trembling, terrified of the outcome of a wholly shocking night she had never even dreamed of in her most ridiculous dreams.
She lay there paralyzed with fear, until a shadow darkened her bedpost yet again.
'Hinata'
A wave of relief washed over her at hearing that voice.
'Neji,' she called out beseechingly as she turned to look at him. 'Neji..'
In an instant he was next to her gathering he up into his warm and powerful embrace. He rocked her as she wept into his shoulders, remorse and guilt wracked his entire body for being responsible for these tears.
'Do you regret it?" he asked her as her sobs subsided.
"I..is it….bad that I don't?" she asked into his chest, in between sobs.
"I don't know. But I don't, either," he said shaking his head in disappointment.
He lowered her into the bed intending to let her sleep off this exhausting day but seeing her lying there on her back, vulnerably spread, her long black hair creating a halo around her head, her arms open like an invitation, Neji groaned.
'You are going to ruin me, Hinata Sama,' he sighed as he lowered himself onto her, pinning her arms on either side of her head.
"Tell me to stop, Hinata," he said as he gently sucked on the tender flesh of her neck. She only moaned a soft enticing moan.
"Tell me…" he said as he held both her delicate little wrists above her head with a large hand.
He pulled back to stare into her eyes. 'Tell me to stop….," he repeated as he tugged on the edge of the sash that held her robe together. It gave way easily and the robe fell away to reveal her bare chest.
He groaned at the sight, now aware that he had, once again, invaded her privacy, and caught her in a state of undress. He felt dirty, uncouth, pathetic, but also incredibly turned on.
He littered kisses down her neck to the valley in between her breasts. She took in a shuddering breath. He dropped her wrists in favor of filling his hands with those two gorgeous mounds, but she kept them above her head, as if held by an invisible force.
Rough pads brushed and then worried two pebbled nipples to the song of helpless gasps and moans. A hot mouth closed around one, and sucked gently and then strongly, teeth capturing it gently every few seconds, reveling in the feel of the puckered nub.
Hinata thrashed her head from side to side, unable to bear the assault to her sensitive nipples. She could feel the heat pour out from in between her legs and unconsciously let them fall open to reveal her core.
The sight nearly undid Neji. Spreading her further apart, his kisses quickly travelled down to in between her legs, where he gathered her arousal from her core with his tongue and gently rubbed it around her clit.
Hinata wailed loudly as desire wracked her body, her inexperienced body reacting enthusiastically. Thankfully, her room was large and far enough from the other rooms to not be heard by anyone else.
Looking up, Neji tugged on his own robe letting it fall open. He, too, had nothing underneath. He brought his face up to hers, as another part lined up with her opening.
"Tell me to stop, Hinata," he said once more.
Hinata let out a shuddering whispered, "No."
And Neji's lips crashed onto hers, forcing it to open wide as tongues danced together in a passionate dance, nipping, biting and caressing. Contrarily, he entered her slowly, dragging it out. The last time had been fast and hurried. This time, he wanted to savor it.
And so, he moved gently, pushing deep into her, and then pulling out almost entirely, before plunging back in, in an agonizingly slow pace, dragging against her walls, despite the legs tightly wrapped around him, and the fingers burning bruising lines down his back, urging him to go faster. He continued this hot stifling motion as they climbed higher and higher, writhing and thrashing, the grip around him growing tighter, until it is almost impossible to move. And then they are pushed over, the grip spasming as he released into her, again.
They quickly fell asleep in each other's embrace after that, waking up twice for another two passionate rounds before falling back into deep slumber.
"No," said Neji, seething at the very idea.
He had barged into Hinata's room quite late at night when he had no right to. She was dressed in a flimsy nightdress that didn't do much to cover her ample bosom, brushing her hair, getting ready for bed, before she was startled by the intrusion.
"How could you even think it?" he growls menacingly as he stalked towards her.
Alarmed, she stumbled out of her chair and backed away, attempting to put as much distance between them as possible until she was pressed flat against the wall. Neji lost no time in caging her in, arms on either side of her head blocking her escape.
Wanting to move her relationship with Naruto forward, and having no one to ask, she had left a note on Neji's desk asking him if it would be appropriate for her to propose marriage to Naruto at this stage of their relationship. Looking at Neji now, a little too late, she realized that it had been a very bad idea. How could she have forgotten? Neji hated Naruto.
"That boorish guy can never keep you happy," growled Neji.
Contrary to what Hinata thought, Neji liked Naruto a lot. He would count him amongst his closest friends, actually. But he did not believe that Naruto loved or treated Hinata in the way that she deserved. She deserved to be cherished, spoiled, worshipped, protected and loved. Like he had for as long as he could remember.
"He does not deserve you, Hinata Sama," Neji said as his voice dropped, softened. "He does not love you…..like I love you," he ended softly, devastating Hinata.
A rush of joy and desire flooded Hinata at these words, shocking and confusing her to the very core. Far too stunned to process what was happening, she stood frozen as Neji's lips met hers.
A sharp, twisting sort of ache made itself known between her legs followed by an alarming rush of wetness that escaped from within her. She had no idea what was happening to her. She had never felt this way before, even while kissing Naruto. She was terrified, but unable to help her body's natural reactions to the storm invading her. She remained stunned as he swept her off her feet and lowered her onto her bed. All she could do was stare blankly as he as good as tore off her clothes and his, her entire body only urging him to give her something, but what she didn't know. Even as a virgin she only felt a quick, short-lived, sharp pain as he thrust into her with abandon, soon giving way to overwhelming pleasure. She moaned and screamed for more, her hips rising to meet his with every thrust. And then a trembling sort of pleasure shattered over her while at the same time, she felt something rush into her that left her feeling heady and with a desire to hold onto it with everything she had. She had not realized, at the time, that it was his release she had felt inside of her. And that, it would get her into deep trouble, in the near future.
Hinata opened her eyes feeling peaceful wrapped in Neji's arms. She could feel his palm placed protectively on her belly. In between their passionate moments the night before, he had worshipped her belly with so much awe and love, her heart had melted into a puddle of fuzziness. She knew having this baby would meet extreme opposition. But every cell in her wanted to keep this baby. And with Neji on her side, maybe, just maybe, they would be able to do it?
After their first time, Hinata had woken up alone in her bed. Unable to process what had happened she had avoided Neji for 2 whole weeks. After hearing Naruto speak about Sakura's infidelity, she hadn't been able to help herself. Weighed down by tremendous guilt, she had broken up with him.
Then she had begun to feel sick and had had to face the possibility that she might be pregnant. Because, unlike other kunoichi, who began taking contraceptives as soon as they hit puberty since it was mostly understood that they were old enough to be sexually active, Hinata had no need for them. She had not intended to do any such thing until she was married, as per the rules of the Hyuuga clan. She knew than most within the clan did not take this rule seriously, but she had genuinely not expected to have any such interactions with a man even after she had begun dating Naruto. She had thought they'd wait for after they were married. How entirely wrong she had been.
"I'm sorry, could you repeat that?" asked Tsunade, quite shell-shocked. She simply did not understand this new generation. How could they have so little care for the repercussions of their choices. Is this what the safety of peace after a war brought on? Or was this some warped form of ptsd? Warriors unable to adjust to a time of peace and searching for new ways to bring pain and suffering to themselves because that is what is normal for them? She didn't know how else to explain their choices.
"I want to keep the baby," said Naruto, determined.