#hinata hyuuga scenarios

[enby-axels]

hyuuga hinata girlloser-ignored middle child-failson vs uchiha sasuke girlboss-favored youngest child-boydaughter

[sessakag]

Hokage-sama Summary

As requested by @wickermayne This is a small summary or rather idea outline, of my WIP file Hokage-sama from the WIP Name Game

Hinata Hyuuga is an ordinary citizen of Konoha and she either gets a paper pushing job at the Hokage Tower or meets Hokage Naruto (not sure how) for the first time in her life- I still haven't made up my mind which scenario I want to go with. Anyway, they meet each other late in the evening, hit it off and Hinata gets the night of her life with Hokage-sama, and that leads to a series of secret trysts since Naruto banging a civilian, especially one so much younger than him would be bad press in a time where he's been getting a lot of bad press.

This is a one-shot, maybe two-shot at the most 🤔 smut fic featuring a older man/younger woman theme that probably could be a whole fic, but come on, I think I got enough WIPs floating around lmao.

[team7-headquarter]

The senseis of the Konoha 12 and what do they think about the families of their students :

( for my Genin Konoha 12 — Special Classes! au )

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— Kurenai : She's not close to them but they are mostly fine. Except for the Hyuugas. She holds an active grudge against Hinata's dad for the way he has traumatized his daughters. Or in other words, he can go fuck himself, Hinata is an amazing kid. In Shino and Kiba's case, she sometimes go to talk. In Hinata's case, avoids them like the plague.

— Asuma : In good relation with all of them and actually enjoys talking with them about the kids. Best case scenario. He's like their uncle, being honest. Still he's amazed at how much they don't know about their children sometimes. Not that they are bad parents, but there's so much about their kids they don't understand...

— Gai : Passively sits to listen to Kurenai when she complains about the Hyuugas, which says a lot about his own opinion of them– you know it's serious when Maito Gai stays silent. Otherwise, he is Rock Lee's dad (for all that matters anyway) and Tenten never talks about her family, so he doesn't really care. Those are his kids. It's all that matters.

— Kakashi : Refuses to give his opinion, it's clear to everyone that's not a topic to be discussed with him. First, he won't get caught saying what he really thinks of Hiruzen after seeing where Naruto lives, (never has he ever been so enraged on the behalf of his sensei). Second, it does not take a genius to hate the way the Uchihas used to operate and treat their children. Third, he is still convincing himself there's nothing wrong with the Harunos. It's not working, so he opted to forget their existence, just like Sakura conveniently does.

[animeomegas]

I was wondering if Alpha Neji was from a powerful clan, would the elders agree to approve this relationship? There are many strong ninjas in the clan and they can really influence the fate of the village. So Alpha is part of the core family of the clan and is obviously perfect for a wedding. But Alpha loves Neji and issues an ultimatum to his clan that he will only marry Neji. Since Alpha is a member of the main family, the clan begins negotiations with the Neji clan. In this case, the clan will be for the relationship or against it? I thought about it and wanted to know your opinion. I think they will first try to propose marriage to another omega. Because they can't pass up the chance to expand their influence, but Neji is too risky to pass up. They would have to explain that Neji probably couldn't have children and they would try to make him feel guilty about it so it wouldn't affect their reputation. There are so many options in this scenario

Hmm, that's a tricky one. Hyuuga are more proud than power hungry, so it wouldn't be an easy 'yes' like other clans.

The Hyuuga feel like they don't need other clans, but they would be wary of offending other clans too much, so I think you're right, they'd offer up Hinata or Hanabi first (depending on their secondary genders).

If the alpha's clan said no, and demanded Neji instead, you're right that they'd not like it and try to advertise other omegas and talk Neji down.

They don't want to lose Neji because he's supposed to take over the branch family...

I think they'd agree to it in the end, because the other clan is so powerful, but they'd put a clause in the contract that if alpha divorces Neji, he must come back, but all the agreements benefitting the Hyuuga must remain. They are kind of hoping that they get the best of both worlds with better connections, but then when the alpha gets fed up of Neji's fertility problems, they'll send him back.

I honestly wouldn't put it past the Hyuuga to doubly make sure he's infertile first, like make him drink something or slip him something, whatever method can't be proved.

You're right though, anon! It'd be a very complex situation.

[leportraitducadavre]

Hi! First, I wanna thank you for writing and categorising your analysis for the Naruto fandom. It’s been an eye-opening experience reading your take on the manga. I read the series when I was younger, and I can’t believe now how much of what the manga was trying to convey had escaped me e.g. Hyuuga clan’s slavery and state-sanctioned genocide, and the deconstruction of Hinata — I’ve usually written her off or ignored her but realising her role in the endorsing her clan’s slavery system had really smacked me wide-awake. So thanks for that. I’m rereading the manga with fresher, more critical eyes.

I do have a question though, if you have the time. With everything on the table, what would you think would’ve been a good direction to take from the Chuunin exams, after Naruto and Neji’s fight, to improve the Hyuuga? Or to improve the Hyuuga in general?

Would having Hinata branded with the curse seal after Hiashi passed her over for Hanabi change the narrative? 🤔 Would having Neji interact more with others from the branch family open his eyes to the superficial change in the Hyuuga Hiashi made after his fight?

After reading your analysis, it does make my brain itch for, for change to have taken place, how would it have been brought about? Like what could have been done?

@ melting-puppets

Sorry I never replied to this, honestly speaking, I’m not a fan of “what if” or “how would this be fixed” scenarios as those go beyond what I usually like to do and are mostly irrelevant to the manga in itself. 

Hinata getting the seal isn’t what I consider would be a “good conclusion” to the Hyüga narrative –me pointing out her lack of seal isn’t to complain about “how she doesn’t have it” but about pointing out the inconsistencies within the Hyüga system as it’s a slavery-based structure that presents itself under the premises of “order” (division between castes) and the “protection of the Byakugan”. According to what is presented to us by Neji in the Chünin Exams, Hinata once demoted from being the heir should have gotten the seal, yet she didn’t, as Hiashi decided to spare his daughter from a life of servitude, something he didn’t extend to his own nephew. This contradiction is unjust because the ideology on which it rests is unjust and paradoxical from its very core structure. At some point, someone within the clan secluded a position of power for themselves and decided that those they considered important should be protected by those they considered lesser members of their family, guaranteeing an unwavering loyalty and obedience for themselves through the use of force.

About what could have been done, realistically speaking? Nothing. Neji was a character whose relevance rested in his position as a counterweight to his family’s structure; he was relevant as he opposed the Hyüga oppression, but once he stopped antagonizing such practices, he became inconsequential to the narrative itself, and he was mostly used as a secondary device to move the plot forward without being consequential to it (like when he and Team Gai helped Naruto and Team 7 to open the cave Deidara and Sasori had Gaara in).

“Would having Neji interact more with others from the branch family open his eyes to the superficial change in the Hyuuga Hiashi made after his fight?”

There was not a single change brought by Hiashi, not a single panel proofs otherwise, the only thing we saw was Neji and Hinata fighting together during the war, and that was a very specific case were all shinobi were told to join forces (minus the heir, as Hanabi wasn’t present). Their behaviour during a warlike conflict can’t be translated to the new norm in between the branches, as there’s not a single indication of something changing within the family during non-armed conflicts of such scale. 

“How to improve the Hyüga in general?” 

I mean, to put it simply: stop branding childs with the Cage-bird Seal. It’s as easy as that, all clans have a system of inheritance of the leader title, so the structure itself can be maintained as Hanabi is told to be the strongest fighter amongst them (sans Neji, who is a weird occurrence).

[realm-of-erotica]

Active muses

The list of muses below are who I feel like subjecting to lewd and depraved scenarios.

Note: A name boldened is someone I want more than others. A name boldened and highlighted in red is one that I'd like to be spammed with heavily depraved asks. Now it's time to welcome our newest members:

A Mighty Need!

Because sometimes the need overtakes you right then and there, and nothing else but getting laid matters. No matter who your partner(s) is/are.

Today's selection: Vex'ahlia Vassar/DeRollo, Keyleth of the Air Ashari, Anko Mitarashi (assassin rogue), Tsunade Senju (Life Cleric), Hinata Hyuuga (Open Hand Monk), Pyrrha Nikos (Battlemaster Fighter), Raven Branwen (Eldritch Knight Fighter), Kali Belladonna (NPC Noble), Princess Jasmine (NPC Noble), Laudna, Imogen Temult, Jester Lavorre, Marion Lavorre.

Original muses: Vampire King Desmond Caine, Vampire Prince Erik Caine, Naive Druid Terra Verdell, Sharpshooting Ranger Emerald Verdell.

Depraved Scenarios: Public, mind control, mind-breaking, bandits, monster/minotaur/mind flayer breeding.

Gif selections are thus: Sinful. Made For Sex. Lewd Mashup. Made for the monsters. Crazy Lust.

[kyriolex]

I just realized

When Hiashi disowned Hinata from the Clan, why didn't Hinata get a Cage Seal? Wasn't the whole purpose of that was to keep outsiders from getting their hands on the Byakugan (like how the Cloud Ninja literally tried to kidnap Hinata as a baby and nearly started a goddamned WAR between the Leaf and the Cloud villages???)

When Hiashi kicked Hinata out and said that he didnt care whether he lived or died, why didn't it never occur to him that an outsider could get their hands on the Byakugan if Hinata actually HAD died????

Honestly, the entire Hyuuga subplot is one giant tangle of plotholes.

Best case scenario, Hiashi figured that Kurenai would protect her team, if not for Hinata’s sake, than to keep in the good graces of the Inuzuka and Aburame clans.

Worst case scenario, he hoped Hinata would die. He may have wanted to make the passage of succession easier for Hanabi. Or he subconsciously blamed Hinata for his brother’s death.

[pillow-anime-talk]

i love girls month ; twenty-seventh day.

synopsis: Naruto, Sasuke and Gaara... Or maybe a Pain in the ass, Migraine and Neuralgia?

# tags: scenario; friendship; gossip about boys; jokes; mention about pregnancy and babies; comedy; fluff; sfw

includes: female reader ft. sakura haruno & hinata hyuuga {naruto}

“... Yeah, he’s so dumb sometimes.” You laughed under your breath as you took a sip of the fresh and warm mint tea that your beloved friend gave you and Sakura. “Instead of telling me something normally, he does it through the wall. Literally. He’s ashamed of totally random things, but in meantime we have been married for a long time and we are even trying to have a child. Like; what the fuck?” You added amused.

“Exactly! But, Y/N? Are you okay? You don’s feel sick or anything? Have you been vomiting lately?” The pink-haired woman looked at you fondly and you shook your head. “Oh...”

“Unfortunately, you have to wait a little longer for me. But for sure I will be joining the ‘Mommy Club’ soon.” You chuckled and both girls replied sincere smiles at your words.

The conversation continued, and the topic of your own first and future baby shifted to the current children you knew very well.

“Yes, well. Boruto is like his father.” Hinata admitted. “Sometimes I am fed up with both of them. Loud, chaotic, everywhere are full of them. I need a silent kid, God please.”

“Mhm. Sarada is polite.” Sakura grabbed one strawberry cookie with her free hand from the plate between three of you. “... But Sasuke... Sometimes I am amazed by his... density. If I can call it that. Y/N, you surely know what I mean.”

“He’s very specific. Just like my Gaara.” You said honestly. “As for your husband ... I perfectly well remember what he was like a few years ago. Now he is definitely more calm and more mature than before. Everyone has their problems and bad sides, of course, but Sasuke really... I mean, he became a good man. I think it’s your merit to a large extent.”

“Thank you very much, those are really nice words. I am glad that our daughter has him for her father. Although, I’m not hiding that sometimes I just wonder if he knows how to change her clothes or wash her in the tub. He has a big problem with it and keeps asking me for help.” Sakura covered her mouth before she burst out laughing, and you and Hinata with her.

“Men are...”

“Weird.”

“... So weird.”

previous day ; nana osaki from nana ♡ next day ; reimi sugimoto from jojo’s bizarre adventure

[pillow-anime-infos]

naruto masterlist {team 8 ver.}

KURENAI YUUHI

soon

HINATA HYUUGA

“fuck boys, girls!” (ft. sakura haruno) {i love girls month + scenario | 379 words ; sfw?}

KIBA INUZUKA

soon

SHINO ABURAME

soon

[historicfailure]

Hinata loves her owner, no matter what they're doing. She loves them, because in the end, everything they do is for her pleasure.

“I have something special planned for you today.”

The way they said that… Her thighs clenched together. The promises of unrelenting pleasure rang in the air. Goosebumps peppered themselves up and down her arms, so much so Hinata had to keep herself from rubbing them to make the bumps go away. Her owner loved to see her body react, especially when she wasn’t allowed to speak anymore.

~ X ~

Hello there! Welcome back to another inofficial installment of my horny series! ^^''

This year is pretty much a smut-writing year for me. Thus, in the process I also wanted to try out a few different styles and characters, which turned me to a little secret favorite figure of mine: Hinata. The product you can read here is the outcome of horny thots and an exchange with a lovely friend aka her birthday present.

I just want to point out: Hinata is an adult in this one, genuinely enjoys everything, and is in a healthy relationship with lots of communication and reassurance. I wouldn't want it otherwise for her. If anything is blaringly wrong, please point it out to me, so I can learn from it! :D Enough talk. Enjoy yourself and thank you so much for reading!

@momo-ceros

~ X ~

A whine lived in Hinata’s chest, born out of sheer need as her owner tied the blindfold around her head. The weight of the bell hanging around her neck pressed against her cleavage, and the cool breeze of the air caressed her bare thighs, stomach and ass. But she knew better, so she kept quiet, waiting with baited breath for her owner to finish their business.

Only when their gentle hands dropped from the back of her head, she cocked her head to the side in a silent question. Her owner answered, their voice calm and controlled like always.

“I have something special planned for you today.”

The way they said that… Her thighs clenched together. The promises of unrelenting pleasure rang in the air. Goosebumps peppered themselves up and down her arms, so much so Hinata had to keep herself from rubbing them to make the bumps go away. Her owner loved to see her body react, especially when she wasn’t allowed to speak anymore.

Fingers came out of nowhere. First, they stroked over her neck, pushed a few strands aside to reveal more of her bare skin to the cool air. Then, the fingers dipped down; down to her shoulders. Hinata’s breath hitched as the fingers found the little dip above her collarbone, quickly followed by soft lips pressing little kisses to her skin right where the fingers had caressed her just seconds ago.

“I love when you’re like this,” her owner mumbled against her skin, “you’re always so good. So good for me.”

Hinata didn’t answer. Wasn’t allowed to reply with words and could only show her excitement for what was about to come with her body. So, she leaned ever so slightly forward, swaying on her naked feet, while the cow’s bell sitting above her breasts tingled weakly with her motion.

Her owner laughed. A warm, comforting sound, so familiar and comforting. Hinata relaxed into it, even smiled as the fingers drifted even lower, playing with her right nipple until the nub perked up. “Ah, there is my good girl. Just… a little bit more…”

Warm lips found the other nipple. This time, Hinata couldn’t stop the small gasp from falling from her lips. The suction was gentle, yes, but the sensation would never cease to amaze her. She loved having her tits played with, and of course, her owner knew that. Sometimes she believed they knew her better than she knew herself, especially when it came to her sexual needs and desires. Or maybe, they could just read her body to the point of subconsciously giving her what she needed, when she needed it.

A shiver wandered down her back as the lips fell away from her left boob. The nipple was wet and sensitive, to the point it almost hurt, but not quite. Not quite, and when the fingers playing with the other nipple fell away, only to grab her hand and entwine their fingers, Hinata willingly followed her owner without a single question on her mind.

 Her bare thighs rubbed together as she walked behind them. The wetness already started to seep out between her lower lips, coaxed out by the small actions of her beloved owner. Her naked feet met carpet, then hardwood, only to meet carpet again. Then, a few sharp turns later, a door was opened and closed behind her.

Her owner didn’t tell her what to do. They favored showing her. A squeeze of their hand, then they let go, only for the warm hands laying on the curve of her shoulders. They pushed her forward, down on her knees, and guided by her owner, Hinata followed the silent command. When her knees hit the ground, she felt the rough carpet, only to crawl forward and feel even softer blankets covering the area. She crawled further, her boobs hanging down and her butt swaying with every motion. She knew she must look obscene, but her owner liked to see her on all fours. Loved to see her on all fours, so she tried to not blush too hard at the mere image in her head.

Suddenly, the hands stopped her in her tracks. A pat on the back suggested staying in this position, and like the obedient pet she was, Hinata obeyed.

“Good girl.” Fingers combed through her hair, caressed the outline of her lips, pushed the very tips between them. Still obedient, she opened her mouth, her tongue rolling around the welcomed invader, sucking and licking at the fingers like they were ambrosia.

As fast as the touch came, it went away. The fingers were pulled from her mouth, only for the steps of her owner to vibrate in her ears. She was left to her own devices, trusted to maintain her position, and so, she did. Her ears trained to listen to the telltale signs of her owner preparing something. Something rustled, metal clinked together, something big was lifted and placed in her back. Then, her owner was back, pressing something soft yet unrelenting to her breasts. A cup, Hinata realized, a cup for a breast pump!

“Oh, you already know what we’re doing.” Her owner cooed as a shudder shook her entire body. “Let me just quickly fasten the other cup, then we can get to the second part.”

A second part? She couldn’t wait. Subconsciously, Hinata started to pant like a bitch in heat, as the patient fingers of her owner continued to secure the cups of the breast pump to her hanging tits. They were a little cold at first, only to warm up in contact with her skin. The hands of her owner retreated, after making sure the cups held firm to the curve of her breasts.

“They’re looking good… But the last ones also looked like they would hold on, only to pop off in the middle of the session. We will see how these will do. Now, my girl, please spread your legs for me.”

 Of course, she obeyed. Hinata felt the tiniest bit shy in doing so, especially as her wetness already coated her inner thighs. Though, her owner chuckled as they saw the mess she made, and patted her right butt cheek. “Aaw, you’re really excited. Looking as lovely as ever. Let me just check if you’re already wet enough, though…”

Hinata bit her lips as fingers stroked over her bottom lips. Wet and needy, her flesh twitched as it was caressed and inspected. The fingers of her owner were still colder than the rest of her body as they pushed her labia apart, checking the state of her swollen clit as well as her eagerly clenching hole, ready to be filled.

“Oh yes. Look at you. Just waiting for this. So good for me… My good girl.” Fingers pushed into her tight heat. They spread, spreading her wet flesh apart, only to slip out of her as quickly as they came. “You’re definitely wet enough. Like always. When was the last time I had to use some lube on you, huh?”

A rhetorical question. Hinata didn’t need any lube. Her body wanted every depraved, horny act before her brain did, and reacted accordingly.

Her owner didn’t wait for an answer. They continued onward with their preparations, whistling a low tune under their breath as they did so. Next thing Hinata felt was something pushed below her stomach. A rest, just for her. So, it would be a longer session. Her pussy clenched again at the thought. Grateful for the accommodations of her owner, Hinata whined in her throat, the only sound she was allowed to make during a session.

“Of course, babe. Anything for you. Now, I selected a bigger toy this time, because you enjoyed the one last time so much.”

Their hand rested against her hip from behind, while something colder nudged against her pussy. Hinata breathed out as the tip of a thick dildo was pushed into her. One of her favorites, with ridges and bumps all over the surface. The length and thickness were just right, as well. Long enough to kiss her cervix with deep thrusts and thick enough to make her sore after a long session. At the same time, one her owner didn’t select that often, just because Hinata loved it so much. Saving it up for special occasions, and even though her body craved for more of that dildo, the woman understood deep down that her owner only wanted what was best for her.

Though, the dildo was only halfway pushed into her. She whined again, shaking her hips as she did so, but a gentle slap to her butt made her freeze in her position. No moving, and no complaints. Hinata understood, and with her heart beating in her chest at the sheer anticipation running through her, she waited.

 “Alright.” More rustles, and strangely enough, some mechanical whirring. “Okay, tell me again our safeword.”

“Pineapple pizza.” The answer came fast, nearly tumbling out of her mouth.

“Good. And don’t be afraid to use it if anything hurts, is uncomfortable or scares you, okay?”

“I understand.”

“Good.” Her owner’s voice rasped, then cleared with a little cough. “Okay, no more talking until you say the safeword or I speak to you directly. Enjoy.”

The breast pumps whirred to life. They must come with a remote, because her owner stepped away just when the intensity of the suction turned up a notch. The suction grew stronger and more intense over the next few minutes. Hinata’s back arched into them out of instinct, just because the suction felt that good. She always loved it to have her boobs played with. It didn’t matter if they were gently palmed, slapped or sucked on, the pleasure was all the same and yet always different.

Like right now. The suction of the breast pump tugged almost painfully at her nipples. Just enough ache to make her beg for more, trembling and shaking on the stool, while her pussy throbbed to the beating of her heart. And this damned, teasingly placed dildo, just spearing her halfway! It was a promise, an oath for more, and yet her owner wouldn’t give her more.

Yet.

 That was the only sane thought Hinata could muster as she shook silently on the stool, her boobs hanging low and the cow bell around her neck chiming with every little tremble. Her owner didn’t want her to have the full experience yet. She just had to show them how good she could truly be, by following their orders and commands to the letter. Showing them that she would wait for their will to follow. Proving that they could trust her fully, by enduring this pleasure until they decided it was enough.

Suddenly, a familiar hand cupped her face. Hinata allowed her owner to tilt her face up, feeling how their thumb rimmed the outline of her open, panting mouth while their eyes slid like touches over her features.

“You want that fake dick inside you so desperately.” They chuckled; a sound which made Hinata almost break her resolution to stay silent. “Your hips inch towards it with every suction of the breast pumps. You want to be fucked. You want to be filled to the brim with cum. You want to be bred.”

A ridiculously high whine rang in the air, and only seconds later Hinata realized that it was her own neediness breaking through. But her owner pushed forward, their thumb still stroking over her cheek with the gentleness one would give to a precious pet. “You want to be round and filled to the brim. I can see it already. You would be begging for more dicks to fill you, while getting fucked in your dirty little pussy and in your dirty little asshole, while sucking someone off with your dirty, pretty little mouth. And if you were pregnant for real… Oh, you would look so good.”

Again, Hinata whined. The breast pump sped up, and the suction turned outright painful. And yet, the gush of wetness running down her inner thighs betrayed her. She loved that picture her owner painted for her, and as she laid there, writhing on the stool and unable to speak, they colored the image in the prettiest colors.

“I would take such good care of you. Massage your sore shoulders every time you need it. When your breasts start to lactate, I would relieve the pressure by tasting your milk personally. I would use the most expensive oils and creams on you to keep your skin from stretching too much. I would finger you every time you beg for it, gently eating you out until you come undone on my tongue. You would love that, I can already see it.”

A gasp spilled from her mouth as the breast pumps stopped, only to suck again hard at her tits. Her nipples were burning, still erect and tingling from the constant onslaught of sensations. Oh god, how much she would love to lactate for real. For her owner to help alleviate the heaviness of her breasts by sucking on them, lapping at her leaking tits and drinking her milk with an enraptured expression on their face. To be cared for, constantly being accommodated, lavished in attention and comfort. Yes, her owner was right, Hinata would love to get pumped full of cum, get fucked until her legs would give out, but she also would love the promising softness of the pregnancy. Her owner knew what she needed and what she wanted, like always.

 She wanted to show her appreciation for his thoughtfulness. So, she opened her mouth and let his thumb rest on her bottom lip, before sucking the digit in. Her lips closed around their thumb, her tongue caressing and worshipping the digit just like she wanted to worship and caress her owners’ body if she was allowed to do so.

Their breathy chuckle drifted through the air, only barely audible over the strong suction of the breast pumps. “There she is, my good girl. Alright, alright, I guess I can reward you for your patience. Now, let go of my thumb, sweetheart.”

Instantly, she released the finger. Her owner patted her head, only to step around her body towards her rear end. Probably to push the dildo fully inside of her.

But they didn’t. One of their hands settled onto her lower back, the other nestled with something behind her. New rustles, together with the weak push of… buttons?

Hinata had no time to figure that mystery out. One moment, the dildo inside her merely spread her insides apart, the next, something whirred to life and she found herself being pushed forward. Pushed forward by the dildo fucking into her. Ridges scraped over her insides, and the wide, flared head hit a sensitive spot in an instant, like it knew what to search for. Before Hinata could catch her breath or even relish in the feeling of finally being completely filled, the dildo retreated. Empty, yearning, aching to be filled yet again. And the dildo came back, right after it pulled out until only the head remained right between her wet pussy lips.

Her owner wasn’t fucking her with the dildo. The thrusts were way too perfect, almost mechanically engineered to pull her higher and higher. Hinata whined, panted, keened with every thrust, while her breasts were still being sucked on. Her hips twitched, shook, arched towards the fake cock, her wetness dribbling out of her as she produced more and more of it. She loved being stuffed full. Loved the feeling of the cock kissing her cervix, being spread open, the ridges and bumps caressing her insides.

It was no surprise Hinata came fast and hard. The moment her entire body seized up, only for the telltale warmth to flash over her mind, she relaxed onto the stool. She panted, her chest heaving and breasts aching as they were still being sucked on. The dildo weakened its thrusts and fucked her ever so gently through the aftermath of her orgasm, only to still completely.

Hinata panted and in the silence, she could listen to her owners’ heavy breathing. They liked what they saw. A lazy smile flashed over her face. They liked to watch her.

Then, suddenly, the dildo inside her again came to life. Hinata’s eyes opened behind her blindfold as the fake cock was again pushed into her, her overstimulated pussy feeling just the tiniest bit sore. A small gasp ripped itself from her lips, only to be replaced by a throaty moan as the dildo started to vibrate, hitting all the right spots.

“You didn’t think I was done with you, right?” Their owner asked over the loud whirring of the machine fucking into the woman. “Don’t worry babe. I got you.”

 ~ X ~

 Hinata couldn’t count how many times she came. She just knew that her arms and legs had given out some time ago, so she rested now completely on the small stool. The breast pump and the machine were relentless. Their rhythm was the same when they started, not a single break in the way they sucked and fucked into her. Her lower stomach was on fire, the pleasant burning of being sore and overstimulated washing over her with every push and pull of the dildo. She was sweaty, her entire body relaxed and under tension all the same, and her inner thighs and the ground below them was probably soaked by all the wetness she produced. She must look like a mess, but her owner also loved to see her enjoying herself.

Hinata could only whine weakly in her throat as she came yet again. At this point, there was only a short twitch running through her body, a tingle washing over her, a bit of pleasure relieving some of the pressure on her lower stomach, and then the build-up started again.

The voice of her owner made her finally raise her head.

“Are you still alright? Can you go a little longer?”

Hinata could only nod. She could and she would, for her owner.

Hands drifted down to her neck, pushing back some strands of her hair behind her ears, then raising her head. Lips found hers, but the girl was too weak and hazy to respond. Though, she smiled as her owner huffed into her mouth, their tongue pushing between her lips and taking what was theirs. The kiss was sweet, yet short and when they retreated, both the breast pump and machine slowed down, only to stop completely.

“I think you have enough for now,” their owner was still so close their lips brushed over hers, “we’ve been at it for nearly two hours. Come here.” Unbearably gentle fingers released the breast pump from her tits. A sigh dropped from her lips. Even though the suction had felt nice, the cool air brushing over her abused nipples felt just as heavenly. Though, the hands of her owner cupping her breasts and gently massaging them was the best and Hinata tried to move towards the soft touches.

“Good girl. You did so well. Let me just…” The massage stopped for now. Her owner stood up again, moved around her, held again onto her hips as they pulled the thick dildo teasingly slowly out of her wet pussy. The slick sounds of her own wetness echoed in the air, embarrassingly loud in the silence. She felt empty now, with the muscles of her pussy clenching around nothing after hours of being filled.

Her owner hummed again a sweet song under their breath as they helped her up from the stool. Her legs were shaking, barely strong enough to support herself as their hands held her, guiding her away from the little setup. Doors were opened again, her feet hitting carpet and cold tiles, until her owner stopped her.

“Now, let me remove this. Close your eyes for a second, the lights here are really bright.”

 “Okay.”

Her owner loosened the tie around her head. Like ordered, Hinata kept her eyes closed for a few more seconds as the light filled her closed vision, before blinking them open. After such a long time in the darkness, the bathroom lights were indeed way too bright, but her owner quickly turned her around and allowed her to cuddle into their chest. After also loosening the tie of the bell around her neck and dropping it onto the nearby bathroom counter, they leaned down, the faucet for the shared bathtub started to run, and when they came back up again to hug her properly, Hinata smiled. Sure, she was exhausted, sore, and still a bit shaky on her legs, but her owner would keep on taking care of her, no matter what. And she loved them for that, with her whole heart.

[hajimesh]

𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐮𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞

𝚑𝚢𝚞̄𝚐𝚊 𝚗𝚎𝚓𝚒 𝚡 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 // 𝟿𝟶𝟶 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲; 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘣𝘰𝘺𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘕𝘦𝘫𝘪 𝘥𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 4𝘵𝘩 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘰𝘣𝘪 𝘸𝘢𝘳. 𝘦𝘹𝘩𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘢 𝘵𝘰𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘴𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘴𝘬 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘥𝘮𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵

𝐚/𝐧; 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘧𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘰𝘰𝘤. 𝘪’𝘷𝘦 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘭𝘰𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘯𝘦𝘫𝘪 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘴 𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧-𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘶𝘭𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘧𝘪𝘤, 𝘸𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘱𝘴

-ˏˋ𝙢𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩 ♡

"Neji-niisan! Y/N-neesan!" Hinata waves at you, running your way. "Are you ok?" she asks once she reaches you, her eyes examining you both quickly.

"We are good, Hinata-neesan," you smile at her and she smiles back.

After a whole day of fighting, you can finally catch a break. Most of the wounded have been tended to so you decided to go to your boyfriend for a little while.

"Hinata-sama, we still don't have word from the team, we should stay on-guard until further notice," Neji's tone sounds firm but after a year of dating, you can detect the care in it.

"Hai," Hinata says before activating her byakugan and moving to a spot a bit further away from where you are.

Your eyes go back to Neji only to find him just like his cousin, focused on the task at hand with his own dōjutsu on. You know he hasn't had too much time to recover since the fight stopped, making you concerned about his health state.

"Neji..." you start, concern laced in your voice. "You shouldn't strain yourself, it won't be of use if you end up hurt and get yourself out of combat."

"Don't worry about me," he says sending you a small smile. "I just have to make sure there are no surprise attacks."

"I know," you continue, still not entirely at ease. "But you must rest, at least for a few minutes."

You hear him sigh and you know he's about to reply but another voice cuts him before he can say a word.

"We need a medic!"

Your head snaps towards the voice, finding a sand shinobi holding his wounded comrade. After a sigh, you give Neji one last look before jumping to their aid.

"I'll be right back."

He smiles, seeing your figure jump until you're right in front of the two ninjas. He sees you crouch down and then the familiar green light emits from your hands. That's his cue to go back to his spot.

Neji activates his byakugan once again and stares deeply into the forest, careful to avoid missing any sort of movement. He can feel the strain of the battle catching up to him faster than he expected but he has to keep going.

That is until he falls down from exhaustion.

"Neji!" he vaguely hears your voice calling out his name and then a pair of arms cradle his head before placing it gently on a lap.

His eyes slowly rise and meet your concerned ones, making the corners of his mouth tug in a weak smile.

"I'm fine," he says, slightly angry at himself for worrying you over nothing.

Your mind is solely focused on healing him. Your eyes gazing down on his form with your hands placed right over his chest, brows scrunched up in concentration.

He notices you paid no attention to his statement, so he decides to lighten up the mood, not liking the tense aura surrounding you. "Go ahead, you can tell me you told me so."

Your head shakes slightly and he feels a bit relieved to finally get a reaction out of you.

"This isn't funny," you say in a soft yet stern tone, lips forming a pout.

"You worry too much for me. Don't you trust my abilities?" his eyes stare at yours waiting for them to meet his but you refuse to do so.

"Hey," his voice is gentle, his fingers itching to touch the skin of your cheek in a consoling way but he's too weak for that. "Don't get upset."

"I can't help it!" your eyes finally stare back at his and he can see the tears welling up in them. "What if– what if you end up hurt, badly, and I can't help you?"

"Then don't think about it," his tone becomes firmer but he means well. There's no time to think about all the possible scenarios, you're at war and that kind of thoughts won't keep you alive.

"It's not that easy," you reply in a defeated way.

Another minute passes and he starts feeling better, the headache now almost gone and his vision clearer than before.

"You should trust me more," Neji starts again, careful to choose the right words. "This war threatens the world, which means our lives and future are at stake. Trust me when I say I will fight with all I have to make sure that that opportunity isn't taken away from us."

By now the tears fall freely from your eyes, the green light in your hands flickering a bit. You dare to look at his eyes once more and you're greeted with soft eyes and a small smile.

"I wish to build my own fate with you. I'm not backing down," his words send chills down your spine as you feel your heart swell with love.

Wiping a few tears away from your face, you smile slightly but seconds later it turns into a frown.

"Then make sure you're still here when all this ends, so we can build that future together."

His smile widens and you see the corners of his eyes crinkle. He's finally strong enough to lift his arm and wipe the remnant of the tears away, grazing your red cheeks with his thumb and then cradling one side of your face with his hand.

"I will, dear."

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[cyanis-art]

NejiHina Week 2020

Day 3: drunk

[team7-headquarter]

Dropping the official teams for the first Konoha 12 come back mission. As a treat <3

Context:

The kunoichis of the Konoha 12 are back, but after so many years of working for Tsunade or spending time perfecting their clan techniques, they have to prove themselves.

The operation belongs to Konoha Police Force and is directed by Fugaku Uchiha. Since the whole goal is to prove that a) the kunoichis are capable of holding their on and b) they are loyal to Konoha, Tsunade can watch, but she cannot participate in any way.

Fugaku decided to separate the girls from their genins teams to truly test them.

Mission Status:

Konoha Police located a rogue nin base that they have been following for quite some time. The orders are to get in, neutralize the enemy, contain the situation, rescue any hostages and get out without casualties.

The Teams :

INFILTRATION TEAM — Kiba, Ino, Shino.

They're the first step. The "previously".

This team is full of deemed specialists in what one could call espionage. Be it shapeshifting, mind control or remote control of elements able to transfer information, they know how to get in, blend in, find the information they are looking for and get out as if they were never there to begin with.

Since they work mostly alone, they're some of the most in danger. There's also a myriad of unpleasant situations they'd have to participate in. Long range is preferable, either that or the type of subtle technique that can be used up close and leaves no evidence.

Unlike many other infiltration teams, this one focuses on details that no many would pick up on. Sound, smell, even your mind. No one is safe with them around.

EXTERNAL TEAM — Shikamaru, Tenten, Choji.

Once the infiltration team relies all the info they need, the external team sets in.

Their job is to prepare the operation so nothing would go wrong. They set a perimeter, fill the selected space with traps to avoid any enemy escaping, they lay the basics of the mission and connect everyone to the headquarters.

Although Fugaku is leading the operation, it's more of a supervision than anything else. The external team must control the scene with the parameters they were given.

Since they have to keep an eye on everything and everyone, there's often a specialist on every attack range (close combat, middle range and long range combat). They must be tricky and hard to evade, but also low-key enough that the enemy won't spot their exact location.

ATTACK TEAM — Sasuke, Hinata, Naruto.

They kick-start the real action!

( and cause everyone else a headache)

This team's job is to directly engage with the enemy, to both neutralize them and to provide a distraction for the retrieval team to act. They must be loud, they must be capable of being lethal, they must be capable of taking damage or at least capable of engaging for long periods of time.

In truth, the top requirement for anyone who wants to join an attack team is to be annoying and resilient. Attack teams don't really know what they'll find, for how long they'll have to fight or if the other teams would be available to give them any help.

Along with the unpredictability and endless energy of a jinchuuriki, the attention to detail and the battle IQ of an Uchiha, they have the high range vision and chakra blockage of a Hyuuga. Nothing screams Konoha like three of the best clans on the attack team.

RETRIEVAL TEAM — Neji, Sakura, Rock Lee.

The shifters. They can become any of the other teams if needed.

In a perfect scenario, they never engage with the enemy, follow the info provided by the infiltration team to get to the hostage, get the hostage out the place and into the protection perimeter set by the external team and repeat until everyone is safe.

In the real world, the retrieval team often fights their way to the hostage only to find one too many problems to fix at the second if they do want the hostage alive. They're the backup for every other team, they are the ones running in and out of the battlefield, as many times as it's needed. Although, while the hostage is alive and it's capable of being saved, they maintain their status and only the retrieval matters.

Long range is not really necessary, 'cause their mission is not to be noticed. They need to be fast as to not get caught and in case there's no way around it, close combat is a priority. They

[ninja-scenarios]

NaruHina one shot - post war AU

This is something I thought of for weeks... here it is now :) Enjoy!  I really like my writing style in this! Please let me know what you think of it!!!

Not quite believing her eyes, she pulled him closer, having to touch with her own hands what her eyes had tricked her to believe too many times. So she was even more startled when her fingers gripped onto the rough, worn out fabric of his collar that had come to shield his neck from the ever relentless cold wind on his homeward journey. Hinata gasped with plate-wide-eyes, almost retreating now from her silent wish that she had prayed for every waking hour of the day. He was home. He really made it back home. Now crumbling before him she took his cheeks into her hands, gazing back into the sky blue eyes that had watched every emotion that was so helplessly written on her face. He did not dare to speak a word, afraid to break the spell, rather letting himself fall back into the reality that had played a thousand times in his head. The painful wish that kept him going when he found himself at his limits, on his knees in the dirt while the unconsciousness stretched its arms out to get him, his ears full of gun shots and yells. I will come back home, he'd said to himself, I will knock on our door and my wife will open and everything will be alright. Now back in his wife's arms he closed his eyes as she kissed his face all over. Her warm tears wet his face while she brought the life back into his soulless body, finally giving him the affection he had missed so dearly for a long, long time. Naruro stepped inside and while the feeling of safety didn't come and engulfed him like it once used to, he felt at home. Finally, at home. Hinata abruptly stepped back from him, heart hammering in her chest as a thought struck her mind. Her gaze darted to his chest, trying to trace the anatomy of her husband´s body with her eyes and determine how it looked under the clothing. There was no other way. Without thinking, because there was no other thought than him, she grasped at his collar, stretching open the jacket as if it was a nasty thing that clung to him, separating them and keeping them apart. Naruto did nothing to stop her, anticipating her every move as if he needed it to put him out of his stupor that he had spent the last months in. The clothing was relentless, and when it finally gave way, her eyes raked over his body, scared and preparing for the worst. They were met with pale, dull skin looking back at her, taut tightly over the almost visible ribs and bones. Her husband had lost a significant amount of weight, yet touch muscles kept it in place, securing bones and skin and the fortunately mostly unhurt body.

She didn’t dare speak his name, dared that it was a dream after all, that shed gone crazy. But Naruto, awakened as if her image had thawed his mental state, finally stepped closer. His rough hands found their way around her waist as he pulled her closer to lock her in a kiss. The feeling of her soft, sweet lips against his own almost elicited a moan from the man.

It wasn´t long till he found himself back in their shared bedroom, the old, familiar furnishings blurring in his sight. And even though some of them seemed to be missing, he felt like he was returning into his old life. Finally, home. Probably, his wife had led him here on their children´s behalf. They shouldn´t wake up from the noise and see their father like this, still with the brutality of the war written in his face and living on in his eyes.

Soon, husband and wife were naked on the bed. Naruto almost cried out as his hard shaft brushed against his wife´s thigh, the pure contact being almost too much already. For so long he had craved her touch, missed every little thing about her. Her smile, her voice, her body.

His hips thrust against hers, and although he pushed into her raw and mostly dry, she craved it like it was the last thing to keep her alive. His tears fell into her open mouth as they rocked against each other, sloppy and hard, for the sake of pure contact and reunion.

Hinata´s wet eyes gazed up into Naruto´s, wide-eyed and with a sob leaving her lips, telling him wordlessly of how much she missed him, how many times she lost hope and yet stayed loyal. Both of them panted and were out of breath in no time. Their tears mingled together while they were able to hold each other.

[ignitification]

Naruto things which do not make sense:

Sasuke’s arc (betraying the village, going rogue, coming back and being pardoned).

Uchiha Izuna’s death (preventable in all possible scenarios except canon).

Founders - Fourth Shinobi War timeline.

Hyuuga Neji’s death (and by a stray rod, no less).

Naruto surviving over the age of 3 with no permanent caretaker.

Mangekyo’s Sharingan abilities and basically every major character in modern ages awakening it, after its introduction as a very rare occasion. 

The abundance of Hashirama cells being available in different places to different people.

Jiraiya being both a wandering writer and Nagato / Yahiko / Konan as well as Minato’s teacher (but this comes down to the timeline just being wonky).

Naruto’s sudden realisation of his feeling for Hinata (they are extremely cute and well put together, but until the end there is this play with Minato mistaking Sakura for Naruto’s girlfriend AND Naruto himself being extremely dense about both Hinata’s feeling and oblivious to their war moments, which remain without consequences).

All of the Akatsuki dying prior to the Fourth Shinobi War, and Kabuto having access to basically all of their remains, including Madara’s.

The Senju and their name completely dying out while the Uchiha prospered enough to cater not one, but TWO of Indra’s descandants being his re-incarnations and almost cause an uprising because of the Curse of Hatred (and the Will of Fire surviving).

Shinobi being little exposed to illnesses which are factually non curable by iryō ninjutsu.

Gaara becoming Kazekage at 16, as a Jinchuuriki.

[utsus]

NaruHina prompt: Naruto and Hinata both know how to make the other give in to their wishes (non-sexual prompt).

(AO3)

Naruto wanted ramen.

He and Hinata had gone for ramen for nearly a week straight,and she realized it was time to change it up. It was one thing to indulge histastes, and another entirely to suffer because of them.

Not that having ramen every night actually counted as torture, but even Hinata had her limits.Quiet and reticent as she might have been, she knew when to put her foot down.

“Naruto-kun,” she prompted that evening, when she saw theway his eyes trailed to the west where she knew Ichiraku resided. They wereonly a few streets away, in fact, and the smell of ramen was already on theair. The breeze brought it to him. “I have an idea for dinner tonight.”

She watched Naruto’s eyes flicker to hers, his hand risingto rub idly at his nape. “Ah, really?” He asked, genuine despite the hint ofsubversion that geared her towards a subtle and wayward contradiction. Itfollowed shortly after, with Naruto’s eyes squinting shut in self-deprecatingamusement. “I was thinking maybe we could go to Ichiraku again!”

Hinata nearly smiled. Her eyes squinted shut, mirroring hisown, but instead of his guileless amusement hers reflected a dangerous kind of stillness.Naruto stiffened in response, as if that stillness was contagious, leeching.

“I’ve been working on a new meal,” she continued simply, hergait smooth and unhindered. Naruto had to shuffle a step to catch up, lest hissurprise leave him to fall behind. She shifted faultlessly to avoid a passingtoddler and heard Naruto curse over her shoulder as he failed to do the same.He apologized profusely to the young one’s parent, jogging to catch up toHinata’s persisting pace once more. “It will make good use of the vegetables I’vebeen growing in our garden.”

From the corner of her eye, Hinata could see Naruto watchingher profile. He was curious. “What kind of meal?”

Hinata held back another grin and instead pretended she hadn’theard him. “The recipe is strict, but even so, I think I’m going to add to it.”

“Recipe?” Naruto asked, tilting forward to get a better lookat her expression. She pursed her lips, partly to emphasize her apparentcontemplation, and partly to conceal something far more smug. “What recipe, Hinata?”

Hinata lifted a finger to tap at her chin, pausing slightlyto glance into a shop with a sale sign in the window. She caught sight of somethingsharp flashing in the shadows, the scent of metal and oil wafting through theair. She lifted a hand and waved to Tenten as they passed, turning away thenext moment even as Naruto, confused and impatient with Hinata’s refusal toanswer, offered Tenten the most pitiful wave Hinata had ever seen. It took himanother moment of her openly pondering over ingredients without responding tohim before he leapt in front of her and began to walk backwards, hands tuckedin his pockets.

His frown was so deep she allowed herself to worry over it,if only for a moment of broken concentration. With Naruto walking directly infront of her like this, facing her all the while, she couldn’t help but to meethis eyes. She blinked, fell into the pools of his gaze, and just that quickly,the power shifted.

Oh, she thought, but hewas good at this, too.

Naruto was not so good at hiding his victories, however. Hissmile broke over his expression like sunrise, bright and golden.

“Hinata,” he sang, dragging her name out with only thebarest edge of frustration in his tone. “You’re doing that thing again.”

“Thing?” Hinata asked, feigning ignorance.

“That thing!” He agreed, bobbing his head and squinting ather, as if by narrowing his vision he’d better see through her to her motive. “You’rebeing playful. But in that dangerousway you sometimes play. Like you’re a cat and I’m a mouse toy!”

This time, the smile she’d been hiding broke through—and withit, laughter.

“Squeak, squeak,” She taunted, watching the way amusement churnedthe blues of his eyes, teaching them again to catch the light. Naruto puckeredhis lips, and still they continued on towards their home, Naruto walkingbackwards and somehow managing not to trip over himself, someone else, or somethingin their path. Hinata followed after him dutifully, her pace unchanging.

“Seriously though,Hinata,” he groaned, still grinning. “I don’t get it!”

Hinata feigned innocence. “I told you, didn’t I? I’m goingto make dinner tonight. Something new.”

Naruto’s eyes narrowed. “A new recipe.”

Hinata smiled, her eyes softening. “A new recipe.”

“Instead of Ichiraku?”

Hinata hummed, thoughtful. “I think you’ll like it,Naruto-kun.”

“Yeah?”

Naruto’s eyes were wide, watchful. They trailed over Hinata’sface, tracing every expression so carefully Hinata could do nothing to fightagainst the blush that rose in response. Naruto had a way of looking at herthat was unsettling in its honesty, the way he could claim with a simpleglance. It was exhilarating.

And now, it felt deliberate. Distracting, Hinata thought with unbridled amusement. Naruto’sfavorite method of mental attack, considering it was the only method he knewhow to use besides outright, unashamed pleading. He had not grown up in afamily and culture of barbed words that always, always meant more than what yougot on the surface. He was new to this game.

But Hinata was not. Ever so slightly, she picked up herpace, watching him scramble to correct his own. While he was still floundering,she allowed her eyes to drop to the ground, the battered hems of his pants, thedirt on his knees. They approached the street on which their home resided—constructeddeliberately in the exact place in the village where the sun first shown after itclimbed the mountains—and it was thenthat Hinata glanced up at Naruto through her eyelashes, showing her claws forthe first time.

“Oh yes,” She answered breezily, watching his expression onemoment and then glancing over his shoulder to their front door the next. She imagineda single drop of ink dripping into the pools of his gaze, watched it ripple outand slowly start to saturate his thoughts with understanding. “Considering whoI got the recipe from.”

Her words stopped Naruto in his tracks, but Hinata was neverone to leave things messy. She ran a tidy ship, kept her space clear ofclutter, her relationships well-fed with clear and open communication. HyuugaHinata appreciated and strived for the balance of absolute success, in all things.Less messy, that way.

So despite the way Naruto’s expression shifted fromconfusion to understanding to recognition of defeat, Hinata continued to moveforward. She slipped past him with a deliberate brush of their shoulders, herlips quirking around her final parting shot.

“Teuchi-san is quitethe well-rounded chef, after all.”

Hinata heard the well-armed mental trap snap into place withan unheard snick. A moment later,Naruto called her name, startled mirth in his voice, and she could hear hisfootsteps rapidly climbing the stairs behind her. His hands found her waist amoment after she pushed open the door.

He carried her inside with her quiet laughter bouncing offtheir walls.

They were home.

✧

Naruto wasn’t the sharpest kunai in the kit, but he could becrafty enough to make you believe otherwise.

On the contrary, Hinata was one of the sharpest people he’dever met, and she had a side to her that was surprisingly, beautifully, playful. Sometimes that meant that they’dpoke at each other verbally and physically, and sometimes that meant they endedup wrestling each other in their own living room. Hinata had a breathless kindof laughter that Naruto was certain could rekindle hope in the hopeless, andfaith in the faithless. Her eyes were always kind, just like her smile, justlike her words, just like her actions. And it was when she was playful thatNaruto felt he knew her best, as close to her soul as he could get.

Sometimes, though, Hinata’s playfulness could come with knives.Naruto had thought long and hard about it, and had long since accepted that herupbringing within a clan as strict and powerful as the Hyuuga was the cause. Playfulnessprobably had not been a trait they’d wanted to foster, especially in a clanheiress. Naruto wondered if, in fact, they’d attempted to squander thatbeautiful side of her.

And if, in the shadows of their inadequate attempts, theyhad fostered instead a creature who learned to play in the dark with a smile.

Her barbed playfulness reminded him of Sasuke, and the wayhis eyes would narrow and sharpen whenever he spoke of his clan.

Naruto had had just about enough of clan politics.

He thought of the way Hinata’s kind smile sometimes shifted,tilted, edged into something murky when confronted with something she opposedwithin the clan. She corrected it easily enough on her own, though, and knewwell how to recognize it and then tame it. Her playfulness had never beensomething he feared. If anything, it had become a challenge that excited him; athrill.

She was so good atthis—but he wanted to be good at this too.

“Naruto-kun,” Hinata sighed, lines of exhaustion marring herskin. “I’m sorry, but I told you, I have to work. The clan—”

Ugh, Narutothought with distaste, though he never dared groan aloud. Despite howfrustrating and pointless he found clans to be, he knew the importance of themand he knew how important Hinata’swas to her. Especially now, with hercoming so close to ascension as clan head.

Instead, he said, “You’ve been working on that scroll for hours. Come out with me.”

Naruto studied her, the light of her desk candle casting herface into shades of pale silver and shadows. Her desk overlooked a swatch ofevergreens, and just below them, barely visible through their canopies, onecould see the flicker of a stream. Her window was open, gossamer curtainsbillowing. Naruto thought her a living painting, a breathing work of art.Surrounded by the russet tones of her office room, the scrolls along theirwalls, the navy of her kimono—everything about her was rich.

Hyuuga princess,he thought idly, eyes growing heavy with amusement and pride as he rememberedthe village’s nickname for his wife. Myprincess.

Hinata was exhausted. That much was clear; and Naruto wassharp enough to recognize that it was this level of exhaustion that led her toslip up so early on in their game of push and pull, so much so that the powertilted largely in his favor.

She said, “This is very important.”

Naruto barely even hesitated, steeling his gaze and takinganother step towards her.

“So is this,” hegestured towards the window, the world outside of her clan work. He watched hereyes flicker, wavering. He stepped close enough that he could reach out andtouch her, close enough to smell the vanilla lotion on her skin.

He did not touch her.

It was this, too, that made her falter—she was so used tohis easy physicality, the careless way he seemed to always have to have a handon her whenever they were together. He shook her up deliberately by pullingback, rather than pushing forward. So unlike him, and so purposeful.

And she knew it.

“Come with me,” he nearly begged, and maybe he was usingevery one of his strengths against her too quickly, too heavily, but he couldsee her bending to him and it only encouraged him. She reached out over herchair and Naruto instantly threaded their fingers together, never once lookingaway from her watchful gaze. Her eyes were lined heavily with eyelashes that,when she glanced down and sighed, nearly dusted over her cheekbones. He watchedher hair, long and sable, slip over her shoulder.

“Hinata,” he pleaded, “Hinata, come with me.”

The pen fell out of her hand, clanging twice against the oakof her desk; a small victory. He did not take the time to celebrate it. Hisheart was set on a much greater prize—one that would help to lessen the burdenon her shoulders, that would ease the stress from her muscles. Her fingerstightened around his and he watched her turn more fully to face him, fightinghim even as she moved towards him.

“I can’t just abandon this,” she attempted to be stern, butthe sigh that forced its way out of her immediately after ruined the effect. “Itwill need to be done.”

“And it will,” Naruto hedged, careful as ever, which was tosay: not careful at all. “For sure, you’ll get it done. And I’ll help you,believe it! I mean, I might not be that much help, because I know fuck-allabout clans except that they kind of su—”

Hinata’s eyes flashed, a warning, and Naruto realized he’drun off course and was headed for disaster. And after he’d been doing so well! “Nevermind.What I’m trying to say is that I’ll definitely help you, absolutely! But forright now, there’s something else that’s equally important. And it’s out there.”

Hinata’s eyes narrowed at equally important, but softened only a moment later, because eventhough Naruto had said out there, hishand was resting on his heart. Hinata’s entire body language shifted intosomething effortlessly beautiful; incredibly accepting and almost docile.Naruto had foolishly expected more of a fight from her, but that had beenbefore he’d seen the way exhaustion had bowed her shoulders, lined her face. Hadshe lost weight? He’d need to rectify that immediately.

He watched Hinata watch him, a silent and intimate moment ofmutual study in the privacy of their own home. Hinata was a vision, and Narutorealized he was still wearing the pants that had holes in the knees. He felthis nape flush with heat, despite knowing exactly how Hinata never minded hisdisorder. Even after growing up in a world strictly maintained with order, his, she had explained, was a chaos shefound respite in.

One could not separate the clan from Hinata. They were twosides of the same coin: order and the welcoming of chaos.

Hinata pushed herself up from the chair, and in the samefell swoop of Naruto’s heart pumping around victory, it came up short againstHinata’s sudden playful suspicion. He’d thought himself successful—completely,totally.

Hinata had always been good at catching him off guard.

“What is it you want me to see, Naruto-kun?”

Naruto took a page from her book, trying so hard to nail her exact expression of guilelesscontemplation as he hummed for exaggerated effect. He thought he might have succeeded,when humor brightened her eyes from ashen to moonlit silver.

“I wonder,” hesaid, thinking of how Hinata would respond in his position. Hinata must haveknown it, too, as laughter brought color into her cheeks for the first time indays. “I guess you’re gonna have to just come with me to find out!”

Cheeky. Confident. Naruto looked too far ahead, thought hehad victory in his grasp, didn’t see that Hinata had a hand already wrappedaround the first and strongest thread of it.

She lifted her chin, and in that measured but minute gesture,the game shifted.

“The contract I’m working on has the potential to freechildren of the clan from decades of mandatory servitude.” Hinata regarded himsteadily, brows pinched in sudden sympathy as he flinched. “I understand that I’mnot fun to be around when I have so much work to do, and that I need to takebreaks. But sometimes there are more important things to be done. Exhaustion isso minor a thing in comparison. It is a cost I’m willing to pay.”

Sometimes she truly didn’t pull her punches, and though hewas often left teetering because of it, he loved her.

He loved her so much he could barely breathe around theheaviness of it, the way that thoughts of her clouded his mind, quickened hispulse. He loved the way she was kind, even to strangers. He loved the way shewas with Hanabi, guiding and supportive, unashamedly protective. He loved theway she stood up for what she believed in, held fast to her morals and refusedto back down, even in the face of great, great pain.

He loved, too, the way her eyes could narrow; how her tonguecould sharpen. He loved the way she treated him as an equal, not pulling herpunches when the content behind them mattered.He didn’t need to be coddled. He might have grown up without proper guidancebut he was no longer a child—despitewhat their friends might jokingly claim.

What he needed wasn’t a parent or guardian-like figure. Heneeded a partner.

He needed Hinata. Always.And he wanted her, always; her truth, her love, her unfailing kindness. Herstrength and her determination.

He wanted her honesty. He found that every time she handedhim something this important, trustedhim enough to actually voice this kind of information, that he fell even morein love with her. Because he was beloved,too.

Who had ever, ever offered him that kind of reassurance? Whohad ever been willing to be completely, sometimes fearfully honest with him,despite the potential for his refusal or reprimand?

Hinata stood alone in that regard, and in doing so, she hadisolated his ever-willing heart for her own safe and trusted keeping.

“I understand,” he said, and the playfulness left his tone.He tugged lightly at her hand, guiding her into the warmth of his arms, hischest. She tucked her face against his neck and he heard her breathe. He rubbedhis hand over her back, soothing. “You are so kind, Hinata, so good.”

Hinata began to shake her head, and he knew the way she’ddeny the latter, claim that what she was rectifying was necessary and notsomething she should be rewarded for, but he didn’t allow her to object. He rewardedher anyways, always, with his own unbridled honesty.

“You are. And I admire you so much, you know? Every day youmake me proud of you. Every day you surprise me. I don’t know how you do it—I thinkthat’s one of the things that makes you so damn special. You always, alwaysimpress me without even trying. It’s so easy to love you.”

Wetness at his collar. Naruto’s voice fell, quieted, untilit was barely more than a thrum in his chest.

“Take a moment to let me show you,” he said, “How easy it isto love you. Come with me for a bit and then I’ll bring you back. You cancontinue to save the world one frustrating clan at a time. I promise.”

After a moment, Hinata pulled back enough to study his expression,his heavy-lidded eyes and the small quirk of his ever-fond smile.

As a last flag of resistance, Hinata asked very quietly, “Whatis it you want to show me?”

Naruto could hear the surrender in her voice. His lipscurled around success and joy caught the moonlight in his eyes, and held.

“Oh, sweet girl,” he laughed, ducking down to press theirforeheads together, playful as ever. Hinata’s smile was close enough he couldalmost taste it. “It’s a surprise.”

Hook, line, sinker.

“Okay,” Hinatabreathed, so quietly Naruto almost missed it. “Lead the way.”

Naruto dipped low and slid his arm under her knees, pulledher up completely against his chest. He nuzzled her nose, kissed the backs ofher eyelids. He said, “We’ll lead together, okay?”

And when Hinata hummed, Naruto’s smile broke free completely.

“Hold on to me,” he warned, leaping to her windowsill. “Anddon’t let go.”

Much later, on the highest peak in Konoha with only the moonas their witness, Hinata fell asleep in Naruto’s lap despite the bounty ofblankets and pillows he’d surrounded them with.

Naruto carded his fingers through her hair. He continued tohum along to her favorite song.

For the first time in days, Hinata rested easy.

And Naruto thought that success had never felt so peaceful.

Or so rewarding.