Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Bleeding Heart ❯ A Flower ( Chapter 3 )

Bleeding Heart

Chapter 3 --- A Flower

 

Disclaimer! I don't own Naruto. I just have an addiction called Naruto. =3

 

Warning! This chapter contains mild citrus! Chapter is rated R for mature content!

 

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The pale light of the new day crept into Hinata's room that morning. The soft hues of yellow would wash over the sleeping form within the bed. Her brow would furrow as she let out a small whimper of protest as the light began to wake her from slumber. Pulling the covers over her head, she attempts to hide from the invading light but to no avail. Lashes would part revealing slivers of pearl as she pulled herself up into a sitting position in the bed. Yesterday had been odd and her dreams last night were just as strange. Neji had stared a hole in her that morning, Kiba took interest in the things she was doing, Kiba kissed her, and she remember her first kiss was by Neji. All the while, she had Naruto lingering in the back of her mind. All those thoughts caused one odd dream of the three men fighting over her. Lifting up her right hand, she would let the base of her palm run over her eyes brushing the sleep out of it. About this time was when she looked up and noticed something different about her room. Upon her vanity was a vase with nearly two dozen roses within the porcelain container.

 

Her gaze quickly swept over the room. How did she not notice the flowers last night? Pushing herself off the bed, she would hurry over to her dress. Upon closer inspection, she could see the dew still upon the crimson petals. They were freshly cut! This only meant one thing. Someone had placed them in her room this morning. Who could have put them there? Hinata reaching out and ran a finger over the soft petal picking up a drop of dew. She would rub the water between her slender digits as she pondered. `Who? It could not be Naruto because he does not know I am even alive. It cannot be Kiba either because no one would be able to sneak into the Hyuuga Compound and not be attacked. Then…was it Father?' He was the only logical answer she could think off. Leaning forward she would take in a deep breath through her nose inhale the fragrant scent of the roses.

 

Suddenly there was a knock upon her door. Hinata was too wrapped up in her admiration of her flowers she barely heard the rapping sound.

 

“Come in.” She called out in a singsong voice. Once more, there was a simple guess to who was on the other side of the door. Normally the servants came about a few hours later in the day. The door would creek open, foot steeps were heard entering the room then the door would tentatively shut.

 

“Good morning Hinata-sama,” that cool calm voice floated over Hinata causing a shiver to run up her spine. She froze as she stood there with a hand cupping one of roses. There was almost a fear to look in the direction of the voice. She knew who the voice belonged to but why was he there? Why did he come to her room? Mustering up as much courage she could she would turn her attention to him. She would offer a little nervous smile to him.

 

“G-good morning to you too N-neji nii-san.” Hinata slipped her hand away from the flower as she turned to face him. Her hands would move to the hem of that t-shirt she wore. Lightly she would tug upon the hem as she blushed softly. No one really saw her in what she slept in.

 

“I see you got the roses I cut for you this morning.” The young man would approach her slowly as a preditor approaching his pray. All the while, a light smile was upon his normally stoic face.

 

Hinata's jaw would simply slack as she stood there. Why had Neji cut her flowers? Did father order him to be nice to her? On the other hand, was this another part of the odd dream she was having before she woke.

 

“Y-you…you cut these for...me?” Hinata would reach up with her right hand and pointed at herself. She was still a little baffled on what was going on. All the sudden, everyone was being so nice to her. Had someone put something in the water and did Naruto drink any of it too?

 

Neji pulled his hands out of his pockets as he stood about a foot before her. His left hand came to rest upon her vanity top as she leaned lightly upon it. He would kick up his left foot letting his ankles cross over one another, as his toes would still rest upon the floor.

 

“Hai Hinata-sama, I cut them just for you. I thought you might like them. I know how you enjoy time in the garden. I have often seen you stop by and admire them before. It is only fitting you receive such a fine flower.” Neji's right hand found its way into his pocket. In truth, he was a little nervous himself though no one would ever be able to tell. He was calm, cool and more than confident. There was just a certain air about him.

 

Hinata's poor heart was thumping away in her chest. When did Neji become so suave and handsome, moreover when did he do nice things for her?

 

“A-arigato Nii-san, I …I don't deserve these fl-flowers.” Her cheeks were burning again, more so than when Kiba complimented her in the forest the day before.

 

“Yes you do Hinata. You deserve to have the word at your feet. I wanted to …apologize to you as well.” He was now picking his words carefully. Neji did not want to throw too much at her at one time so he would take this slow. He had a full week to convince her to marry him. “Please forgive me for how hateful I have been to you over the years.” Pushing his agile body from the vanity his right hand abandoned his pocket while taking another step two the barely clothed girl before him. “The anger and hate I had for the Main House I placed upon you. I gave it your face and I realize I am wrong for doing such a thing to you. Forgive me as well for striking you so hard during the Chuunin Exam. I was out of line.” Reaching out to her fingers would brush strands of raven behind her ear. The tips of his fingers would travel down over her cheek and rest beneath her chin as he tipped her gaze upwards to meet his.

 

“I want use to go back to how we were before my Father died. We were so close then. Will you ever forgive me for the pain I have caused to you, Hinata-chan?” His light colored eyes gazed so deeply into hers.

 

Hinata stood there in shock. Her heartbeat was roaring in her ears but she heard each word of his as clear as day. The one thing she remembers now was the innocent kiss they shared when they were still children. Tears welled within her eyes and wet her dark lashes as they threatened to fall. Cheeks rose causing the tears to trickle down over her angelic face.

 

“Nii-san, I forgave you long ago.” Her words were simple but the expression upon her visage was far more powerful than her words ever could be.

 

Neji's free hand came up and lightly brushed away Hinata's tears with the back of his index finger. The right hand would tip her chin up more causing her head to tilt back as he would lean in towards her. His lips met hers causing a spark to ignite in his heart and soul. The feeling of her lips against his was far greater than he recalled.

 

As her eyes would fall shut so would a few more streams of tears. Delicate lips pressed against his in return, melding against his as the world spun around her then swiftly came to a stop. Her heart fluttered in her chest as her tiers parted under the delectable pressure of the kiss.

 

Finding himself becoming lost in the kiss Neji would let his tongue part his lips and slither forth to her mouth. The wet muscle tickled over Hinata's lips before finding it's away into her mouth. His tongue sought out hers. He was doing his best to keep many urges he had in check. How he would love at the moment engage her in a feverous kiss. To throw her upon the bed mere feet away from them and have his way with that sweet young body of hers. Though, he knew in due time he would be able to do as he pleased. He had to bide his time for now. It was only the second day after all. He needed a little more time to win her over before he would ask her to marry him. He wanted her to know nothing about the lack of her option when it came to the marriage. He cared about the woman before him. She was just as much of a caged bird as he.

 

Hinata let out a little whimper of pleasure as she felt his tongue wiggling it's away into her mouth. Nervously she would let her own tongue glide along side of his. Her hands would rise from her sides and come to rest upon Neji's back while she pulled her lissome body closer to his. Pert breasts clad only by the thin shirt would press against his lower chest. The kiss felt so right. There was nothing awkward or second guessing about it like the one she shared with Kiba. This kiss felt like more like something so natural.

His hand would move from her chin and slip along her cheek while the left arm came to drape about her lithe body pulling her ever closer to him. The warm, soft, tender body of Hinata. Her scent was so sweet and intoxicating. Her touch was like a drug as well as that kiss. He wanted more. No, he needed more. Something in him began to stir. Neji would break the sweet kiss which was long over due. The wet seal was broke with a soft smack. His chest rose and fell lightly from the pure excitement of it all. He gazed down at her with heavy lids filled with a mixture of emotions. Neji knew if he did not stop now he would not be able to stop at all. He would end up taking here then and there.

 

“Hinata-chan, accompany me to dinner tonight. I want make good for all the years I wronged you.” His voice had softened. No longer did it hold that cruel heartless tone that was normally coupled with him talking about how one's fate was already sealed the day they were born.

 

She stood within his embrace panting softly. Hinata felt like she was still dreaming and it still alluded her on why he all the sudden was being so kind to her. A little smile would come to her lips as he nodded her head.

 

“H-hai N-nii-san. I….I would love too.” Cheeks would return to the pink shade which seemed to linger upon her face.

 

“Good, then it is settled. I will come by to escort you at 7 o'clock. Be prepared and dress nice.” Neji would crack another small smile as he would lean into her once more kissing her sweet lips he could just not get enough of. The kiss did not linger as he broke it and stepped back from her. “Oh, and you do not have to call me big brother if you do not wish to.” With those words he turned and exited the room.

 

Hinata sank too her knees as soon as he had left. Her knees had been threatening to buckle on her from the moment he had walked in and even more so after the kiss. A trembling hand came up as she touched her lips lightly. They still tingled from the kiss he gave her. Hinata would shiver as she felt a wave of heat wash over her body. Her tongue would slip from her mouth and lightly wet her lips.

 

 

 

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Kiba had been watching her from his lofty perch in a large oak. He knew he would be able to find her in the same spot she lead him to the day before. Clutching the bag gently he would bide his time. The last thing he wanted to do was seem over zealous about the matter; even though to him it was obvious he was just that. Lucky for him Akamaru was still away which gave him some more time to win over Hinata. A cocky smile came bounding over his lips as he thought back to the kiss the day before. How embarrassed she was and how quickly his little Hinata ran away. With the thought in mind he would bend her knees and push himself of the branch he had been resting upon.

 

A soft hum passed from her lips as she sat upon her legs in the middle of the glen. She was not as nearly focused as she should have been. Hinata's thoughts were upon that morning. The roses and the sweet kiss from Neji. The kiss was far more than just one shared between friends or relatives. The kiss was so much more than something so trivial. She had felt something behind it all, a spark if you would. Hinata plucked a white daisy from the ground. The common flower held no medicinal value it was merely a flower. Pale lavender hues would study the flora as she twirled it about between her thumb and index finger.

 

“You are not as lovely as the rose are you? You are just a simple common little flower. You never stand out above the others and are so easily over looked. You bend easily to the wind unlike the rose. You reach for the sky but the sunflower casts their shadows over you. The sakura fall upon you carelessly in the spring hiding you from the view of others.” Hinata would cant her head to the right as she let out a soft little sigh pass her glossy pink lips. “You and I are two of a kind.”

 

“I would have to disagree Hinata.” Kiba had been standing there listening to her little speech to the flower with a lopsided grin upon his rugged visage. “You are not as simple and common as you think.” Now this was the point where Kiba wished he could come up with something witty to follow up with but he was just not the romantic type.

 

“K-Kiba-kun!” Hinata nearly jumped out of her skin as she heard his voice. She would swing herself about to look at him with an expression of shock written upon her face. The gaze would not last long before it hit the ground at her knees and her cheeks would turn the shade of the sakura she was speaking about before.

 

“Heh, did I scare you that much?” Bowing his head a hand came up brushing away the fur rimmed hood from his head. The hand would find its away to the front of his jacket as he quickly unzipped it allow the material to hang open.

 

Hinata said not a word as she her hands came before her upper chest. Fingertips of her index fingers would meet as she began to push on them back and forth as she tried to think of anything to say to him. This is when she would move to stand leaving the new basket she had brought with her at her feet.

 

“Is there something wrong Hinata?” Approaching her he would lift up her back pack and shake it before him. “You left this the other day and I thought I would bring it back to you.”

 

Eyes would lift without her head as she looked at him in such a sheepish manner. Hinata's hands would ball up into small, loose fists as she took a step back as he neared her.

 

“A-arigato Kiba-kun. I…I thought I h-had lost it.” She was stammering and falling over her words coupled with a growing blush as she spoke to him. Stuttering around him was something she had not done in some time.

 

He took long strides towards her, but with each movement forward Hinata would take one back. Kiba grinned as he watched her retreat from him. It was a lovely little game of cat and mouse which made him want his prize just that much more.

 

Hinata would soon find herself backed up against a tree. Hands quickly moved from before her and down to her sides. Fingers would splay over the dark, rough bark of the tree as her back rested against the trunk. A small gasp had passed her lips as she came into contact with the object. Just as she was about to pivot her body about to slip behind the young oak was when Kiba closed the gap between them. As he came within a yard of her he had dropped the back pack within his clawed hand. He then moved so his body was mere inches from hers as one of those hands came up and rested above her head as he leaned his agile body in towards hers.

 

“Hinata…” He spoke her name with a heated voice as the opposite hand would come up to rest upon her slim hip. “You are so beautiful, so kind, and so innocent. I find it hard to control myself around you.” Tilting his head forward he let his nose brush against her cheek moving further forward and into her dark tresses. That keen nose of his would take in a deep breath, inhaling her sweet scent. “Hinata, please…I want to be with you. I want you to be my girl.”

 

She felt her knees grow weak from the sudden closeness of him. Her heart nearly forgot to start beating again as she was pinned there against the tree. Fingers arched as she pulled them up over the bark gently. Red cheeks burned like fire as pearly eyes widened with uncertainty.

 

“K-Kiba…I…” Those were the only words she was able to speak before Kiba moved in for the kill. His lips would crush against hers in a fiercely heated kiss. The hand which was resting upon her waist traveled up her body swiftly and catch one of those perky breasts in his hand giving it a tender squeeze. His thick tongue would slither out and roll over Hinata's lips working its way into her mouth.

 

Now moist lips would part under the pressure of Kiba's tongue. The warm muscle found its way into her mouth. Hinata's own tongue would ease forward pressing against his. Part of her wanted the kiss yet part of her felt like she was betraying someone. Who was it though? Normally it was Naruto. Lashes sank shut hiding her Hyuugan eyes as her head would cant to the right as Kiba's would move to the left. Naruto was not even in her mind. Who? Kiba's knee eased forward parting Hinata's thighs. Lifting the appendage up he would rub his knee against her covered womanhood. He could feel the searing heat of her through his pants which only caused his own desire to burn out of control. Inching closer Kiba pressed his hips against the side of hers. His knee slipping down letting his thigh remain in the knee's place.

 

A groan came form Hinata as she felt Kiba's stiff member pressed up against her but the sound was muffled by the kiss. Hinata fought hard not to loose herself to the feeling. Hands came up to rest upon his chest as she pushed lightly trying to pull away to break the kiss. Though, each time Hinata pulled back Kiba moved forward. There was not much room to pull away because of the tree. She was caught.

 

“Onee-san?!” A young feminine voice filled the air of the glen as Hinabi stood there watching Kiba and Hinata with young curious eyes.

 

Kiba broke the kiss with a snarl as he rolled his dark eyes. He ran his tongue over his lips and even those pearly white fangs of his as he savored Hinata's sweet taste which lingered upon his mouth.

 

“Tell her to leave Hinata-chan.” Kiba said with a seductive growl as his head dipped back down to her neck as he nibbled upon the flesh. He would keep his hips from moving while the child was still present though the throbbing of his hard length was becoming difficult to ignore.

 

She could finally breathe as Kiba's lips left hers. Hinata would turn her attention to Hinabi as her cheeks were just about as pink as hers were. Seeing her sister's eyes is what finally triggered her memory. `Neji!'

 

“N-no Kiba…I …I have to speak to my sister. She, she never hunts me down like this unless it...it is important. Hinata somehow managed to slip away from Kiba as she wiggled out from between his body and the tree. Hinata hurried over towards Hinabi but her wrist was caught. Whipping her head about would cause her short obsidian tresses to lift into the air before settling back upon her head. Kiba had grabbed her wrist and was standing there with a half-hearted smile upon his lips.

 

“I can't wait until we can continue this Hinata.” Waltzing forward he stole another kiss from the sheepish Hinata. As soon as lips left one another he leapt into the trees heading away as swiftly as he could become nothing but a shadowy blur.

 

Hinabi blinked as she moved over to her older sister. Canting her head she would then get a silly grin upon her lips.

 

“So is Kiba-san your boyfriend Hinata-san? Because I thought you liked Naruto.” Hinabi would giggle as she poked fun.

 

Shaking her head Hinata would sink down to her knees as she ran a hand over her face. The day was proving to be far more interesting than she would have ever imagined it to be.

 

“No onee-chan, but he wants to be.” Hinata was doing her best to collect herself before she let her eyes come up to meet her sibling.

 

Squatting down Hinabi came inches from Hinata. There was a curious look upon the girls face as she simply stared at her sister.

 

“N-nani Hinabi-chan?” Hinata nearly slinked back as Hinabi got that look in her eyes again. She knew a plethora of questions were about to come and she was not sure if she wanted to answer any of them.

 

Taking in a deep breath Hinabi began:

 

“Do you like Kiba-san and Naruto-san? What was it like to kiss Kiba-san? What did it taste like? Did you like the kiss? What was he doing besides kissing you? Why can't you kiss Naruto-san? Why would you want Naruto-san? Kiba-san seems a little cuter than Naruto-san you know. Do you wanna marry Kiba-san like you said you wanted to marry Naruto-san?….”

 

Before Hinabi could ask another word Hinata had reached out and covered her sister's mouth. She knew if she did not stop Hinabi then the questions would not end and she would never get a word in edge wise. Hinata would lift her head up with a sigh as she looked in the direction which Kiba left.

 

“Hai I do like them both but now there is another I like more than them both. The kiss was different and I can't even describe how it tasted.” She could still feel the tingling pressure upon her lips from Kiba's kiss. “I am not sure what else he wanted to do. I am too nervous around Naruto to even speak to speak to him let alone kiss him. I don't think I want Naruto-kun anymore nor do I want to marry him.” Hinata would lower her hand from Hinabi's mouth and down to her lap as she placed it upon her thigh as she rose to her feet.

 

“Really?!” Hinabi giggled gleefully as she hurried to her feet. “Who is it? Is it Sasuke-san? He is so cute onee-san!” Her nose then scrunched up. “Please don't tell me it is Shino-san. All those bugs he has are just creepy!” She would shudder as she moved to pick up her sister's basket.

 

A soft smile crossed Hinata's face as she listened to her eager sister as she picked up the back pack Kiba had dropped.

 

“Are you not a little young to be think about boys who are nearly twice your age? What about Konohamaru-chan? Isn't he about your age?” She could the chance while she could to turn the tables on Hinabi.

 

“Ewe! No! He wears that stupid cape and those ugly goggles. He is such a baby!” The younger Hyuugan girl knew what her sister was up to. “You know I heard Daddy talking to Neji-san the other day.”

 

Pearl eyes would widen at the mention of Neji's name. Her heart fluttered as she realized how late in the day it was getting.

 

“Neji nii-san…” Hinata would whisper softly to herself. Snapping herself out of the daze she would take up her sibling's hand. “Come on Hinabi. We need to hurry home.”

 

“But onee-san, don't you wanna know what they were talking about?” Hinabi hurried along with her big sister as she was nearly drug back to the Hyuuga Compound.

 

 

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Yah! I am done with the third chapter finally. It is my longest chapter thus far as well. ^_^ I hit a bit of a writers block but thanks to one of my buddies I got over it and finished the chapter up. I do hope you all are enjoying the fic. Please review for me and let me know how I am doing. Keep in mind this is my first fic :3