Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Duty ❯ Chapter 2 ( Chapter 2 )

Chapter 2

 

It was hours before the number of guest even began to dwindle in their yard. The music didn't show any sign of letting up, and the food never seemed to decrease in the least. Finally, at midnight the young Uchiha was spotted carrying his tiny sleeping wife into the back door of their home. A few drunken revelers called out suggestively to the couple, but most were too drunk or having too much fun to notice the departure at all.

 

Sasuke sighed, his patience at an end for the day. He had no idea some of his friends could be so crude…no…that wasn't really true. Ninja tended to be rather forward and crude, because their lives were short. Teasing and sex were easy ways to relieve the tension. Despite that, they shouldn't say some of those things around a sweet little woman like Hinata. She'd held up to it all pretty well though. She danced with him and what seemed like half of the men in the village, taking their suggestive comments with a grace the men didn't deserve and smiling the whole while. Personally, Sasuke felt she should have pounded them into the ground, but to each their own.

 

Finally, exhausted from the long day and dancing she drooped at his side while they chatted with Lee, Sakura, Shika and Ino. The two women had smiled at him and politely told him to take his wife to bed. They would make sure the partygoers stayed in the yard and away from his room. As he gathered his sleeping wife up, he assured them that he wouldn't need the protection that night, but he thanked them for the offer anyway.

 

Once he was up in his room, he carefully laid the young woman on their bed and pulled off her shoes. He bit his lip, wondering if she'd be too uncomfortable in the layers of clothing they all wore day to day. Finally deciding that she wouldn't like sleeping in the thick vest and heavy pants, he pulled those off too, leaving her in her fishnet tee and a pair of black spandex. Sighing in relief, when he noted her rather modest mode of dressing, he pulled the covers over her body and set to removing his own clothing. He normally slept in his boxers and a t-shirt, just in case he was attacked in the night, so he decided that would probably be acceptable to wear with the young woman, his wife, present.

 

He climbed into the wide bed, stretched out at her side, and sighed. It was good to finally lie down and relax after all of the noise and dancing just downstairs. His desire to socialize was normally fairly low, but this had just about done him in. After nothing but ghosts keeping him company in the big family home, so many new voices had been a bit overwhelming. He closed his eyes and sighed again, smiling when Hinata mumbled softly in her sleep. This would be okay. It would be strange to have someone with him, but he decided if it had to be anyone Hinata was a pleasant choice.

 

***

 

Hinata blinked her eyes against the soft morning light, confusion blurring her already sleep-muddled mind. That doesn't look like her ceiling. She yawned and sat up, pushing her hair back. In fact, the whole room was wrong. A soft, male hum at her side finally made her memory click, and she glanced over to see Sasuke stirring and blinking sleepily at her.

 

“Good morning,” he rumbled huskily, sleep thick in his voice. “Did you sleep well?”

 

She nodded. “I think so. I don't remember falling asleep. What time did we go to bed?” she asked shyly. Hinata realized she'd just slept through her wedding night and felt a little bad about it. What woman sleeps through her own wedding night?

 

Sasuke smiled and sat up, rubbing his face and yawning. After shaking off some of the sleep, he sighed and looked over at her. “Well after nearly every man in the village made you dance, you fell asleep while we were talking to Sakura, Ino and their unfortunate spouses. That was around 11:30, I think. I brought you up around mid-night or so. I hope you don't mind that I removed some of your more uncomfortable clothing,” he murmured, biting his lip thoughtfully. “I wasn't sure what would make you uncomfortable….”

 

She glanced down, surprised to be wearing all of her undergarments. She normally slept in her t-shirt and underwear, but all of her bindings were still in place, along with her fishnet tee, undershirt, and shorts. “N-no, I don't mind at all. My vest and pants have all sorts of weapons hidden in them that make for a rather lumpy nap.” He chuckled and nodded at that. “I'm sorry I fell asleep, Sasuke,” she said after a quiet moment. “Last night was our wedding night and well….” She blushed and plucked at the covers, refusing to look at him.

 

He understood what she really meant and shook his head. “It's okay. I was tired too. There's no rush really.” He blushed lightly and sighed again. It's not that he wasn't intensely curious about what it would be like, now that he had a definite partner that he could trust; he just didn't want her to feel pressured into doing anything before she was ready. He mentally shrugged and decided he'd just have to wait and see. Eventually they'd need to consummate their relationship and work on creating an heir. He'd lasted twenty years as a virgin; a bit longer wouldn't hurt him. “I'm going to go take a shower. After dancing most of last evening, I feel a little grimy.”

 

She nodded and smiled. “Of course.” Oh this wasn't awkward at all. She watched as he climbed out of bed and wandered towards his private bathroom, yawning and scratching the whole way. She very nearly giggled, wondering if Sasuke even noticed the places he was scratching in front of a veritable female stranger. He wasn't the sharpest of morning persons it would seem. It was actually kind of amusing to watch him. He seemed much more human now than he ever did out on the street. What would his fan club think if they knew the demi-god actually scratched himself?

 

He stopped at the door and hesitated a moment, before looking back at her. “You know…you could join me if you like. It might make things easier…for when we…you know,” he mumbled. “Maybe if we got used to each other….” Eloquence wasn't something that Sasuke usually struggled with. Typically he could express himself quite effectively and efficiently, a skill that his father had encouraged in both of his sons. However at the moment, he knew he was babbling. Apparently even the great Uchiha could be just as awkward as any other inexperienced young man when it came to women and sex.

 

She stared at him in surprise before nodding once and slowly slipping out from beneath the covers. Blushing furiously she followed him into the bathroom, where he handed her a new toothbrush. The two stood silently next to each other as they cleaned the taste of sleep from their mouths. It was oddly domestic and normal, far too much so, considering their situation. Her heart was pounding so hard she was surprised he couldn't hear it, but then again, he looked a bit nervous as well. He was probably wondering what possessed him to ask her such a thing. The last person to see her fully naked was probably her mother or father when they'd bathed her as a child. Maybe a medic-nin….

 

Nonetheless he moved to the wide shower along the wall and pulled off his shirt. She averted her eyes briefly as he moved his hands to his boxers. She knew she was being silly, since he WAS her husband and she was going to join him in a moment, but it was hard to remember that; it was all so new.

 

Hinata stared at the floor as reality finally began to sink in. She was a married woman now…for the rest of her life. This wasn't a mission where she was pretending to be married, as she'd done several times with one of her teammates. She'd sleep with this man, eat with him, bear his children, care for him…. It wouldn't stop after a few weeks, ending with a report and a few captives to turn over to the Hokage. What a totally alien situation to be in. She was bound to a man that dozens of women had sought out, hoping to be the Uchiha matriarch.

 

It was the sound of the shower turning on, and his startled curse as cold water made contact, that reminded her she was actually supposed to join him. Her husband…forever.

 

She shook her head and quickly shed her own clothing and stepped into the shower, before she could think about it any more. Sasuke stood with his back to her under the hot spray of the shower, head back and eyes closed. It was hard to ignore the long lines of his naked form when she stepped in behind him. Water ran in streams from his hair, down his muscled back and rear, and then splashed around his feet on the tiled floor.

 

Her eyes traced over a few of his scars, some looking like they'd nearly killed him. She knew about some of his battles, several of them with Naruto. She knew how he fought and how much he could take. The proof on his body just confirmed all that, and she had to admire the shinobi he'd become. “There's another showerhead if you want, or we could share this one,” he offered softly, startling her out of her perusal of his naked back. “It's up to you really.”

 

She bit her lip and blushed furiously. “Sh-share that one,” she stuttered out after taking a deep breath. Normally Hinata would have gladly taken the separate spray, but something about Sasuke was intriguing to the shy girl. He was strong and sure, so she needed to be the same, as his wife and partner in life. She needed to prove that she was worthy to mother a new line of shinobi and show Sasuke that he could be proud to call her Wife. Sharing a shower was just a small step, but certainly took courage on her part.

 

Sasuke opened his eyes and peered at her curiously over his shoulder, flicking his dark eyes, briefly, over her naked curves. “I didn't expect that answer. You are full of a few surprises after all, aren't you?” He smiled softly and reached back to tug her around in front of him, settling her with her back to his chest. After thoroughly wetting her hair, he reached up and began to lather her long, dark locks. “This okay?” he asked softly, trying to ignore the slick glide of her wet back against his chest as he stroked his fingers through her hair.

 

“Y-yes,” she replied, wiping soap from her eyes, flushing at the brush of his body against her back and rear. She wasn't so naïve that she didn't know what kept brushing her naked bottom. Sasuke was a serious, composed man, but still a young man. Even in her naivety she didn't expect him to remain unaffected by the press of her naked skin to his. They may not know much about each other, but they were man and woman, something that could override all else at times. Pushing down her embarrassment as best she could, she pushed herself to talk to him instead. “It feels much nicer when someone else does it.”

 

“I suppose so,” he murmured, shrugging lightly against her back. “I was injured once, when I was about sixteen, and Naruto helped me clean up, since I still didn't trust Sakura to do it and keep it professional. I didn't know she was dating Lee already at that point,” he said, a smile in his voice. “Naruto washing your hair is actually a little painful. I think I came out of the bath with a few extra bruises, to be honest.”

 

“He's very energetic,” she said with a giggle. She could just imagine a frowning Naruto holding down a cranky Sasuke as he scrubbed the dark haired man within an inch of his life.

 

“And he was a little pissed about being naked with me,” he said with a small snort, rinsing her hair gently. “Not that it was a party for me, though the alternatives of Sakura or Kakashi were less than appealing as well.”

 

“F-for a while people though that maybe…that was what you two would end up doing you know,” she admitted, leaning back into his touch as he rinsed the last of the soap away. He really did have wonderful hands. She hoped that this wasn't the last time they did this together, since she could definitely get used to it.

 

“Being naked together?” he asked his voice warm with amusement as she turned and reached up to scrub at his own dark hair with a handful of shampoo.

 

Hinata blushed returned as her breasts brushed his hard chest, but she didn't back away. She reminded herself that she would have to get used to his body soon anyway and that she had vowed to be braver around him. “Well, yes, I suppose. Mostly people thought that your rivalry was so great that it could easily slide into either fierce hatred or undying love. It didn't matter that you were both men, I suppose. You wouldn't believe some of the stories that circulated about the two of you, all false I'm sure,” she said smiling up at him. “Some people have even said that all those hours that you two spend training, doesn't involve much training. After all no one could prove it either way, since no one is brave enough to get close to any training ground you two take over.” She tugged him under the spray and rinsed his hair out. “I would imagine a few bets were lost yesterday,” she told him with a small smile, continuing her gentle ministrations. “Or a few new ones made on how long it'll take before I go mad with jealousy over your relationship with your blond lover.”

 

He laughed a little at that, something she hadn't expected in the least. Normally all she saw was a moody young man when she looked at the Uchiha heir. “I suppose, in a way, I did end up with a little bit of a crush on the bastard,” he admitted softly after a moment. “After all he was my first kiss, and we were together for so long, it kind of makes a guy wonder….” He shrugged it off and smiled. “A relationship with him wouldn't have been a good idea though. It would have burned high and bright, like any of our fights, and then fizzled out. He can't offer me sons to carry on my name either; not that he wouldn't die trying to find a way.”

 

She giggled at that and finished rinsing his hair. Turning to pick up the soap she chattered happily, in a way she hadn't done in years. What was it about the quiet young man that made her feel so comfortable? “I watched him for a long time, as a child, and he didn't really start on his path of determination until graduation. Oh, he yelled about becoming Hokage and people acknowledging him, but he didn't really train that hard until you came into his life. But you're right, he wouldn't have been very good at carrying babies, even if such a thing were possible.”

 

He'd been half listening as she'd chatted and soaped her lithe body, seemingly forgetting her embarrassment about being naked in front of him. Sasuke hadn't realized that talking would provide such an effective distraction for the young woman. He should have known better. After all, talking wasn't something she did a lot of.

 

She rinsed off and turned to catch him watching her thoughtfully. “Is something wrong?” she asked, handing him the soap. She blushed lightly as his eyes didn't turn away from her, even as he soaped up his skin.

 

“No, nothing is wrong,” he assured his little wife. “I just realized that being married to you will bring several points of interest into my life; all good of course.”

 

“L-like what?” she asked, covering her breasts as he continued to caress her body with his eyes. She was starting to feel rather warm under that frank, assessing gaze, and she didn't think that it was coming from the hot water splashing against her back.

 

“I will finally have someone to talk to, while I'm at home, which might seem insignificant to some, but for me it's a precious gift. It's been so quiet for so long,” he elaborated, stepping closer so he could rinse off and set the soap back in its dish. “I will also have both a loving mother for my children and a beautiful woman in my bed.”

 

She swallowed and watched him with wide eyes as he dipped his head and gently took her lips with his own. Very slowly he pulled her arms from her chest and slid forward, so his slim, muscled body, brushed up against her own, lithe, curvy flesh. She sucked in a soft breath at the sudden contact of a naked male against her, and this time the contact wasn't just accidental brushes as he washed her hair. This time the touch meant something else, something more explicit and forward. Hinata didn't know what she'd thought it would be like, but reality was very strange…and nice.

 

Everything about the taller ninja was muscled and hard, where she had a least some feminine softness left on her body. It may have been because her life had been easier, or perhaps because men were just very different from women. Much to her embarrassment, one such difference was presently making itself known against the soft underside of her belly. She'd tried not to peek at that part of him as he soaped, but now she rather wished she would have taken more than just a brief glance.

 

Of course, having two male teammates, she wasn't entirely unfamiliar with erections. Well, that and her medical training. Kiba and Shino had never wandered around naked or anything, but she'd seen suspicious lumps in their bedding or sleeping clothes, on several missions, especially as the boys got older. Kurenai had explained it to her early on, and she'd learned to accept the presence of the strange morning affliction, and the occasional rustling of blankets in the dark of night. But this particular situation didn't fit into the category of `involuntary state' like in the case of her teammates. With her new husband, it meant something very different, and it was utterly thrilling to know that a man was finally reacting like this to her.

 

She tentatively slid her arms about his waist and leaned slightly into the kiss, sighing softly when his own arms circled her body and the kiss deepened. Sasuke was very good at kissing, as far as she could tell. She'd once convinced Kiba to kiss her, to show her what it was like and, while it had been nice, the way Sasuke caressed her mouth with his own, was much nicer. It made her flesh tingle and her body clench.

 

Sasuke groaned very softly into her mouth, pleased that she was responding to his kisses. He'd been unsure how to start, but he'd chosen correctly it would seem. Very gently he turned her and pressed her back against the cool tile, mumbling an apology against her lips when she gasped at the icy touch on her warm skin. He slid his hands up and around her body, gently cupping her full breasts and rubbing lightly over her nipples with careful fingers. In theory he knew what he should do just not exactly how to go about it.

 

Hinata hummed into the deepening kiss as gentle, calloused hands slid over sensitized flesh, leaving goose bumps in their wake. She'd touched her body before but, much like shampooing, it felt infinitely nicer to let someone else do it. Deciding it would be nice to be able to touch him as well, she slid her own hands over his chest and down his belly. She was secretly delighted when he sucked in a breath and his skin shivered under her gentle caress. “Is this okay?” she murmured against his mouth.

 

“Yes,” he whispered huskily. “You can touch me anywhere. You're my wife.”

 

She pressed into his mouth, trying a kiss of her own and tentatively let her hands slid down his body until she bumped stiff, curly hair at the base of his aroused flesh. He shivered again and kissed her hard as she shyly traced her fingers over the velvety flesh. It was bigger than she'd thought it would be, but didn't seem too much so. Since she was a ninja, her life had been active and rather hard at times. Constant training and battles had likely destroyed her maidenhead, so she wasn't terribly worried about any pain, but it would be interesting to see how he fit her body.

 

“Sasuke?” she started shyly, averting her face a little. “May we…do this now? I am curious about how it will feel,” she admitted with a soft blush. She may have been one of the shyest women in town, but she knew that shying away from this opportunity would be foolish. He was clearly ready and willing in body, but she held her breath and waited for his answer anyway.

 

He smiled and brought her mouth back to his own. “How could I possibly say no to such a nice request?” he returned, in amusement, against her mouth. Like hell he'd say no, when he had her naked and wet in his arms and his body was straining against her belly. He would challenge any man to say no in this situation. “Here or shall we go back to bed?”

 

“Here is okay,” she whispered, kissing him lightly. She didn't want to risk the mood fading and getting awkward while going back into his room. Plus she really didn't want time to analyze what she was about to do.

 

He nodded and reached down to draw her thighs up around his waist, pressing her back into the tiles of the shower. “I don't think this will hurt,” he said huskily, holding her in place with his body and one hand, “But tell me if it does, and we can make the necessary adjustments.” When she nodded and settled her arms around his neck, he reached down with his free hand and guided the head of his arousal to her body. After a moment of fumbling and a few curses, he felt his body begin the slow slide up into her tight, warm body.

 

Hinata held on to Sasuke, marveling at the strange fullness that started low in her body and traveled upward inch by inch. It didn't hurt in the least, but it felt very odd to have another person sitting so very high inside her. Making love with Sasuke wasn't quite what she'd expected. Of course, she'd been curious about what it would be like, but imagination and her own hand had only taken her so far. Reality was interesting though, and it made her wonder what else would happen.

 

He stilled against her as he came to rest, fully inside, trembling gently at the new sensations. This was so much better than his hand had ever been. Her body gripped at him gently, surrounding him in slick warmth that nothing would be able to duplicate properly. “You okay?” he asked his voice strained and tight. Dear gods, please be okay. The thought of pulling out of such a blissful embrace was painful.

 

“Yes. It didn't hurt at all. Thank you Sasuke,” she murmured softly as she placed a light kiss on his forehead. She liked the feeling of being both surrounded by his muscled body and holding something of him so very intimately inside her. She felt cherished, protected and powerful, all in that single moment. A strong man held her tight, yes, taking pleasure from her body, yet at the same moment she held him deep inside, protective and loving in a way only a woman could offer. She could offer him comfort that no one else ever could. She was his wife, his home, something that he could always return to and lose himself in, no matter the hardship. That was powerful and wonderful to Hinata, something she knew she would cherish.

 

He relaxed marginally and nodded, trying to smile, but failing. It was almost too much, sitting so still inside her body. It felt too good, too right. “You're so tight,” he groaned, brushing his mouth against hers. “I don't know if this will be very long, but I will try.”

 

“Don't worry,” she assured him softly, rocking her hips gently into him and thrilling at his intimate words. “I am yours forever,” she reminded him. “If it doesn't last long now, there is always the next time and the next after that. I am your wife Sasuke.”

 

He sucked in a breath and shivered at the streak of sensation that slammed through his body, but didn't hesitate in the least as he began to move against her. His thrusts were short and hard, pressing her back into the hard tile at her back, but she didn't care. The astonished look on her husband's face and the warm tingle of her flesh, stroked deliciously by his own, were ample distractions from any discomfort.

 

She knew that she wouldn't be able to reach her climax like this, but it didn't stop her from enjoying the wonderful slide of their flesh or the jolts of pleasure that shot through her with each thrust. She had never imagined how erotic and wonderful it could be to hold another person inside her body. Knowing she had the typically cool, unreachable Uchiha deep inside, and that it brought him pleasure, was almost as gratifying as any orgasm could ever be.

 

Hinata clung to him and whispered his name as his thrusts lost all rhythm and he gasped into her neck. Her body clenched hard around him, excited that she could make the serious man lose control like this. “Too close,” he grunted. “Sorry.” He shuddered and then stiffened against her body, a strangled gasp escaping as he pulsed hard at her center and emptied his seed into her womb.

 

After a few seconds of panting against her neck he sank to the floor of the shower, taking his flushed bride with him. “I thought for sure I could last longer than that,” he grumbled thickly, trailing his hands over her back and brushing his lips over the flesh of her cheek and neck. “I apologize.”

 

“Why?” she asked curiously. “It was wonderful.” She'd enjoyed every moment of the erotic exchange. Even now with him pulsing gently at her center, she thrilled at it. There was definitely something exciting about holding him so intimately within her body, like a hug, but so much better.

 

“You didn't…” he trailed off, blushing slightly. “At least I don't think you did,” he admitted, his blush growing. If there was one thing that he didn't like, it was to be ignorant about something. Theory only got you so far and until about five minutes ago, that's all he'd had to work with.

 

She shook her head and smiled shyly. “It's only like that in stories. This was our first time together and that is enough for me. I truly enjoyed every moment. My not having an orgasm doesn't change that.”

 

“Sakura had an orgasm the first time she was with Lee, or so Lee swears,” Sasuke grumbled, leaning against the wall behind him, reveling a bit in the afterglow of his release.

 

“She did, but he probably didn't tell you that they'd been kissing and touching for weeks before that. We haven't done any of that with each other or even with other people.” She leaned forward and kissed him lightly. “I can show you how to touch me if you like, or I'll touch myself while we…do this,” she added with a light blush.

 

His eyes brightened and he nodded. “I would appreciate that, Hinata.” He kissed her for a moment, enjoying the feel of her against him after living so long without the gentle touches of another. Naruto beating on him really didn't count after all, especially since that beating had all been purely violent in nature. He sighed and pulled away from her slightly. “Let's have some breakfast first and decided what we will do today, then tonight I'm all yours.”

 

She smiled at that and nodded her agreement. Carefully she pulled off of his wilting length and moved away from him so they could both stand and rinse off. “Thank you Sasuke. That was very nice.” He smiled and shook his head, before gently helping her rinse. In the end, though, his assistance simply delayed their exit from the shower for another half an hour. Finally they both climbed into towels, shivering from the chill of cold water and thoroughly wrinkled, but smiling nonetheless.

 

***

 

The couple didn't leave the Uchiha mansion for nearly a week after their wedding, which cultivated more than enough gossip to keep the villagers entertained. No doubt Sasuke would be thrilled to learn that his sex life was the talk of the town. Of course a few muttered that maybe he was like his brother and his darling Hyuuga wife was probably buried in the backyard.

 

That story was disproved when the woman in question finally made an appearance in a grocery store near their home. Sakura and Ino were wandering down the aisles, Mika on Sakura's hip and Akina bundled against Ino's shoulder, when they spotted the dark-haired young woman perusing the selection of vegetables.

 

“Hinata,” Ino called to the woman. Hinata looked up and smiled at the pair. “We were starting to wonder if Sasuke locked you up in his bedroom forever,” the blond remarked with a grin as they came to a halt.

 

Sakura nodded and grinned, “Sasuke's never been very good at sharing. I see he's willing to share you a little at least. That or you escaped,” she teased good-naturedly.

 

Hinata laughed and shook her head. “I missed both of you this last week.”

 

“Was Sasuke really so boring to be around?” Ino asked in surprise.

 

Hinata's face flared red and she shook her head. Sasuke had been anything but boring. They talked, eaten together, toured the Uchiha complex, and made love sometimes several times a day. The thing she'd learned very quickly about Sasuke is that he might stumble a bit at something on the first or second try, but after that he practiced it until he passed out. She had a thrilling and slightly uncertain feeling that their love life would be no different. Not that she could say that all out loud in the grocery story. “N-no. I just missed my friends. Sasuke is a very nice man to live with. He can be very pleasant actually, but I still missed talking to other women. His house is a bit lonely actually, at least when he's not there,” she admitted with a shrug.

 

“So tell us everything that happened this week,” Sakura murmured in a low, coaxing voice. “What is Sasuke like as a husband? Everyone has been wondering you know. His fan club has been inconsolable all week. I'd watch your back if I were you,” she laughed.

 

“Yes Sasuke said that too,” Hinata said with a small smile. She looked around and noticed that several women were suddenly pretending not to listen, but standing way too close. “M-maybe we could talk somewhere more private?” she asked. Her friends looked around and rolled their eyes, nodding. The other women scattered, trying to look nonchalant about it.

 

“Lee is off on a mission, so let's go over to my place,” Sakura decided for them, adjusting Mika, who'd been out since the moment they entered the store. “If anything I can put the girls down for a long nap.”

 

“Alright,” Hinata said softly. “I'll just leave my list with the manager and he can send my groceries to the mansion. The housekeeper usually takes care of it all anyway.” The other women did the same and then made their way out of the store.

 

“Where is Sasuke today?” Ino asked as they wandered from the store and toward Sakura's small house just down the road.

 

“Training with Naruto I believe,” Hinata said softly. “It's funny how much they actually like each other, despite their rivalry. I think Naruto is the one person that Sasuke really likes, unconditionally. He speaks of you and Kakashi Sensei with fondness too, of course.” She was quiet for a moment and then laughed a little. “I told him about people thinking that the two of them would become lovers eventually.”

 

Sakura and Ino burst out laughing, surprise written all over their faces. They couldn't believe that the quiet Hyuuga woman had actually said such a thing to Sasuke. Sakura had no doubt that if anyone else, beside Hinata had said it, Sasuke would have detonated on the spot. “How did he take that?” Sakura asked, knowing that if Hinata was smiling, it couldn't have been a bad situation.

 

“He thought it was kind of funny actually,” Hinata admitted. She blushing lightly when she remembered what had followed that particular conversation. Their time in the shower together would forever stand out in her mind, though other moments from the last week would join them. A memory of being bent over their dining room table, dishes crashing to the floor, flashed into her mind, as did a memory of her straddling him in one of the big comfortable chairs in their informal sitting room. Needless to say, the housekeeper had been very cautious about entering any room for the last few days, never quite sure what she'd find.

 

Sasuke had proven to be a quick study when it came to pleasing her. He was a genius after all. By their third day as a couple, he could bring her to climax nearly every time they made love. There were a few exceptions, such as a couple of rather quick, frantic encounters, but for the most part she didn't go without. Not that she'd mind either way. The experience of truly seeing Sasuke and sharing so many things with him would have been more than enough for her.

 

“Funny, I thought it would make him mad,” Ino mused.

 

Sakura shook her head. “It doesn't surprise me all that much. Sasuke seems very serious and grumpy much of the time, but I've known him for so long, I know he isn't always that way. Well, he is rather serious, but he can be very pleasant too. His friendship with Naruto started off as a rivalry to beat all others, but it's grown into something much more. I was half surprised that nothing ever developed between them too. But now, Sasuke has a sweet wife at home to keep him amused,” Sakura teased as she opened the door to her home and waved them in. “Though I have to admit, Hinata is probably the only one that Sasuke wouldn't kill for bringing up the topic. Even I would have been a bit leery about admitting anything to him and he likes me.”

 

Sakura and Ino settled the slumbering girls into a playpen in the corner of the small living room and all three sank into the chairs and couch. “Now, tell us about how you keep him coming home everyday…or rather how you kept him hostage for a week,” Ino suggested, a smirk on her lips. “I didn't think you'd make use of our advice so quickly.”

 

Hinata blushed furiously. “W-we were simply growing accustomed to each other…it takes some time. That's all.” It's not like she was suddenly some mistress of the night that could captivate her husband into doing anything she wished. They'd just been enjoying getting to know each other and definitely enjoying exploring each other intimately. There were young and fairly inexperienced. It was to be expected really; to want to glut themselves on all the new sensations and experiences.

 

Sakura frowned. “Are you saying you haven't slept together yet?”

 

“N-no. We've…we've been intimate…several times, but that wasn't what we did the whole time,” Hinata murmured. Okay, so it was a large portion of their daily activities; what with the kissing and teasing that came before and the washing up and the search for lost articles of clothing that followed. Sometime both took a surprising amount of time in comparison to their heated couplings.

 

Hinata flushed and closed her eyes briefly, wondering where he was at the moment and if he was thinking about what had happened before he'd left that morning. She'd had to change her clothing a second time that morning, as rice and eggs had been smeared across the front of the first outfit. She'd leaned in for a goodbye kiss and after a rather drawn out goodbye, he boldly nudged her forward up on her knees, from her lounged position at the table, and slid into her from behind. It had been slow, yet hard, with Sasuke humming in pure masculine pleasure as she gasped under him and shuddered in climax, long before he'd found his own. Yes, they'd been intimate, that couldn't really be denied at this point.

 

Ino leapt on the tidbit like a terrier with a bone. “So what was it like on your wedding night? You were asleep when he took you inside. You both looked so exhausted, but surely he woke you up? I mean it was your wedding night!”

 

Hinata bit her lip and shrugged. “No he didn't wake me. I slept the whole time, so it was more of a wedding morning.”

 

Sakura smiled and tilted her head thoughtfully. “That's kind of nice though. Did he wake you up slowly and make love to you all morning? Lee does that sometimes…well at least he did before the girls were born. I'd kill him if he woke me up now. That and one or both of the girls are usually in bed with us by morning.”

 

She smiled at Sakura's words and shook her head. “N-no. I was awake before him that morning.” When both of their eyes lit wickedly at the possibilities there, she hurried on before they could begin to speculate. After all they'd told her about a few ways to pleasantly wake a sleeping husband, ways she still wasn't quite brave enough to employ on him. “We…we showered together that morning to try to become more comfortable around each other, and then it just…happened,” she admitted shyly. “It was really nice actually.”

 

The two women blinked for a moment and then chuckled. “That should make for a memorable first time,” Ino purred. “How perfectly erotic. Of course my first time was over a fallen tree at Training Ground 4,” she admitted with a shrug. “Shika may seem lazy much of the time, but when it comes to sex, you really wouldn't know it.” She smiled and sighed happily, rubbing her swollen belly, a fine example of her husband's dedication on the matter.

 

“And he's a genius too,” Sakura teased. “Does he make out a strategy every time you make love?” she asked snickering. She pulled her legs up and placed her fingertips together like Shikamaru did when he was thinking. “Let me think a minute,” she said in a fake male voice. “Hmm, yes, I think I'll touch her here, suck on that, and pinch this. If my calculations are correct she should orgasm in five minutes.”

 

Ino gave her a dirty look. “Not in the least, or a least not out loud,” she amended with a small frown and a shrug. “Who knows what is going through my husband's head at any given time? And what about Lee?” she teased. “Does he promise to do 500 one-handed push ups if he doesn't make you orgasm?”

 

Sakura flushed and muttered, “He only actually followed through on that once. It took me four months to convince him I didn't have to orgasm every time and that sometimes, no matter how much stamina he had I wouldn't be able to do it. He didn't seem to grasp that we have to be in the right mindset for it to happen.”

 

Ino smirked at her long-time friend, lids heavy. “And I'll bet your husband does have a lot of stamina. What is that like? I've watched him running laps around the town and it's like he never gets tired. If fact getting tired would probably just cheer him up and make him work all that much harder.” In a way, Shika and Lee were the complete opposite of the other. Lee was enthusiastic about everything, funny, thoughtful, and just a little goofy. Shika on the other hand was lazier than all get out, rather apathetic when it came to most things, and just a little grumpy. It was kind of fun for Hinata to peek a bit into a different side of their personality, one that was normally very private.

 

Sakura sighed and unfolded her limbs from the `Shika pose'. “It's exhausting. He can go for hours if he is in the right frame of mind. He has extraordinary control over his body and mind. Sometimes I actually have to ask him to stop. He's rubbed both of us raw more than once. But at least he has the staying power to make me orgasm. Some women aren't so fortunate.” She caught Hinata's wild blush and grinned at the shy young woman. “We haven't forgotten about you Hinata. Don't worry. Has Sasuke made you orgasm yet?”

 

“Y-yes,” she admitted. “Most of the time he touches me or…I do it myself.” Never in a million years had she thought she'd be sharing these kinds of things with anyone, but Hinata had to admit she was having a little bit of fun with it. It was nice to just be a normal woman for once; no duties, no clan, no missions.

 

“I thought Lee's head would explode the first time I pleasured myself in front of him,” Sakura said with a laugh. “We'd only been dating for about two months at the time and I asked him to stay over at my new place. We were kissing and groping as usual when I just sort of sprung it on him. His eyes got really big and he just gawked at me and stuttered. I don't think he knew what to do for the first time in his life.”

 

Ino laughed at the mental image until tears came to her eyes, gasping something about steam coming out of Lee's ears and his face turning red. Even Hinata had to giggle at the thought. She was happy she'd met both of them today. She might be horribly embarrassed, but for once she really felt a connection with the two and that made her very happy as well.

 

The two women went on to complain a little about how infrequently their husbands usually wanted to initiate lovemaking. That was probably due to the nature of their relationships. Lee would do anything at all for Sakura and wouldn't want to impose on her in the slightest, and Shikamaru probably wouldn't want to deal with the trouble of starting anything with his wife. It would severely cut into his cloud watching time. That wasn't to say that she didn't hear plenty of stories about either woman getting ambushed by amorous husbands, but the two certainly seemed sure of their own sexuality, in a way Hinata knew she wasn't.

 

Hinata realized, a bit guiltily, that Sasuke had initiated all of the intimacy between them during the last week, aside from a few kisses on her part at least. Granted, she'd never had the opportunity to go without, as the young man was eager to pack her off to bed or any other available piece of furniture with only the smallest of encouragements; simply waking up, for example, or not even that some mornings. She'd been woken up twice, half aroused with Sasuke already teasing her body. She had to admit that he was most certainly dedicated to the revival of his clan. Perhaps she should begin their lovemaking every once in a while though. Sakura and Ino had suggested that it paid off very well to show that you really wanted to be with a man. After all, men wanted to feel like they were desired too, even if they didn't usually admit so readily to it. She didn't know how she would go about it, but she was determined to give it a try…once she worked up the courage.

 

***

 

Hinata was asleep when Sasuke finally got home from training with Naruto, or at least the dimmed lights indicated that she was. The two had practiced all day, except when they stopped briefly for lunch. Naruto had teased him mercilessly all day about his long absence from the village and training. Sasuke had taken it all in stride, like he did with everything involving Naruto, but he'd been hard pressed not to beat the living tar out of his long-time friend and rival after a few of the more ribald comments.

 

After not eating for hours, Sasuke was rather pleased to see a storage container with a note on it for him. `I hope you had a nice day with Naruto. -Hinata'. He smiled and shook his head when he saw the little happy face she'd drawn on the note and poured the rice and vegetables in a small pot to reheat everything. He was relieved that she wasn't mad that he'd missed dinner. Of course he doubted Hinata got mad about much of anything.

 

After eating a quick, silent meal he showered in one of the extra bathrooms, so he wouldn't disturb Hinata, and then wandered into his room, expecting to see his wife asleep in their wide bed. Her room was more of a clan formality than anything. It was a place for her to be alone when she needed it, but she hadn't used it once in the short time they'd been married. He frowned to himself when he noticed that his bed was still made and the room was dark and silent.

 

He carefully opened the adjoining door to Hinata's room and peeked in. A small lamp was on at the bedside and his wife was curled in a ball around what appeared to be a heating pad. He'd used one often enough for sore muscles that he knew how soothing it could be.

 

He sank onto the edge of the bed and pushed back the soft tendrils of violet hair that had fallen over her face. Tears had dried on her face and her eyes were red rimmed and swollen. His heart clenched. Had he done something to make the little woman cry? Maybe his absence really had upset her? Or maybe he'd pushed her a bit too much physically? Once he'd been with her that first time, he couldn't seem to have enough of the shy female. She was so beautiful and sweet and passionate he hadn't been able to keep his hands to himself for more than a few hours a day. It pained him to think he'd upset her. Another horrible thought that she was just unhappy about their sudden marriage crossed his mind as he stroked the small woman's soft hair back.

 

She shifted and murmured, before slowly opening her pale, bloodshot eyes and looking up at him. “Oh, you're home,” she sighed, with a small smile. “What time is it?”

 

“About eleven. I'm sorry I was so late,” he murmured, stroking her hair and kissing her forehead. “I didn't mean to upset you.”

 

She frowned softly for a moment, before running her hand over her face. “Oh, I wasn't crying because you were not home. I don't need to be entertained every moment by my new husband,” she said with a soft smile. She reached out for him and tugged at his shoulders.

 

“Then why the tears?” he asked, lying down in front of her and gently rubbing her back.

 

“It is rather embarrassing actually.” She snuggled into his chest and mumbled, “I-I had thought to.…” She paused and flushed. “I had thought to initiate lovemaking with you tonight…because I enjoy being with you so very much…but….”

 

“But?” he asked softly.

 

“I had it all planned out, from dinner to bedtime, but then…my…cycle came…and ruined everything. It is always very uncomfortable for me,” she admitted softly. “I didn't really notice the cramps until late in the day….” Really the disappointment of not being able to surprise Sasuke was pretty low on the list of why she'd been crying, but it was what came out in her admission anyway. The main issue was that she wasn't carrying his heir yet. She'd seen the first spots of red after she returned from Sakura's. Hinata might be a rather independent, modern female, but the failure to conceive had struck a deep, primal chord in her. All in all she'd been feeling rather inadequate all afternoon as a result of the two “failures”.

 

He was relieved he hadn't made her cry at least, but he still ached to make her happy again. It was a unique sensation. “Is that why you're in here? Were you afraid I wouldn't want to sleep next to you?” he asked curiously. After six years of dealing with Sakura and raging mood swings, both menstrual induced and otherwise, he doubted his gentle little wife would be much of a problem.

 

“Y-yes,” she admitted shyly. “I toss and turn a lot, if it hurts, and I-it is very…messy sometimes.”

 

“And everything washes, so don't worry about that,” he replied seriously. He stood and gently cradled her in his arms as he carried her back to his bigger bed. If there was one thing that he wasn't afraid of, it was a little blood. Hell his life was filled with it. At least in this case he hadn't been the cause and there wasn't a need to rush someone off to a medic.

 

When he had stripped off his clothing and settled next to her she cleared her throat hesitantly. “Are you upset that I'm not pregnant, Sasuke?”

 

Ah, so that was the real issue. Hearing the unshed tears in her voice and feeling the subtle tensing of her body, he paused in his soothing stroke of her back and hummed thoughtfully. “I hadn't really thought about it, but no, I'm not upset. Despite what your father may ever say about it, creating new children for either clan isn't that pressing, especially after only a week. I know our hasty wedding makes it seem that way, but it's not. We have lots of time for that; we're young. For now, let's just get to know each other and enjoy what we could have together. I think we can be happy together, children or not.” He smiled and resumed his massage. “Not that children would be a bad thing. You will make a very good mother.”

 

He chuckled softly to himself and kissed the top of her head. “You know, Naruto is already demanding that he be their godfather or at least be called Uncle Naruto.”

 

She giggled at that and snuggled into the sensation his fingers were creating in her lower back. How he knew to massage there, she didn't know, but she wouldn't question him on it. She assumed it was from working with Sakura while growing up anyway. His sweet words made her feel a little better; enough to concentrate on something more pleasant, at least. “Do you see Naruto as a brother Sasuke?” she asked after a moment, not sure if reminding him of his own real brother was wise.

 

He thought a moment and then snorted. “I suppose I do. We practically grew up together and have saved each other countless times. He can be a pain in the ass though, so I think I'll see him as a younger brother.”

 

She smiled. “I think he'll make a very nice uncle someday and hopefully a nice husband and father too.”

 

He ran his hands up the soft shirt she wore, “Mm, speaking of nice husbands. What is this about starting interesting things with yours? Is he not carting you back to bed enough to suit your needs?”

 

She blushed and hid her face against his chest. “That's not it at all. It's just that Sakura and Ino told me about what it is like with their husbands, and you've been so very generous and enthusiastic. I just thought it would be nice for me to do the same in return.”

 

“But you have been,” he responded, running his lips over her soft hair. “I didn't know a Hyuuga could be so very generous and enthusiastic. You're a rather quiet, reserved bunch,” he added with a teasing note in his voice. Of course, so were the Uchihas. “I have enjoyed every moment with you in this bed, in the shower, on the dinning room table, on the couch and anywhere else I have missed. I don't need you to climb into my lap to prove you like being intimate with me; I just need to hear your moans and soft cries to understand that. You don't need to be like Ino and Sakura to please me.” He tilted her head back for a kiss. “Not that you'll get kicked off my lap if you try anything of that nature,” he assured her with a small smile, well remembering the time he had actually pulled her onto his lap.

 

She hesitated when he kissed her, pulling back and blushing. “But what about…you know….”

 

He smiled and leaned into her again. “Do you still hurt?”

 

“After using my heating pad, not much…but it is so messy,” she murmured, shyly.

 

“I'm washable,” he promised, moving over her and settling between her thighs. “I missed you today. It was hard to leave at first, especially after breakfast, but I think I like going away for a bit, just so I can come back to this. Did you have a nice day without me?” he asked, nibbling at her neck.

 

“Y-yes,” she stammered, flustered by the first stirrings of arousal. She'd die before telling him that she always felt the most frustrated during her courses. She doubted he would have to do much extra to make her climax that night. “Sakura and Ino teased me horribly, but it was fun to talk to them too.”

 

“Mm, I glad you had fun with them,” he murmured into her skin. He pressed her t-shirt up and ran his hands over her belly. “I've been greedy this week haven't I? Keeping you all to myself.” He brushed his lips over one tight nipple and hummed softly to himself. “It's so hard to share you though. I love the feeling of you against me…all around me. Since our first time in the shower, I can't seem to get enough of you. If I'd known it would be like this I would have demanded the marriage instead of fighting it that day.” She blushed under the murmured, husky words, arching into his lips and sighing softly.

 

Her clothing was on the floor a few moments later and he was sinking blissfully into her body. He settled against her shivering body and smiled gently. “I'm also pleased you agreed to this marriage, Hinata. I know I'm not the most expressive man in the village, but you should know I do care for you and I want you to be happy.”

 

Hinata nodded her eyes a bit wide at the gentle words of the last Uchiha. Truthfully, she had been a bit surprised at just how sweet and gentle he was capable of being, especially after growing up seeing nothing but a cold, angry young man. She decided that even a spoiled, arrogant child could grow up into a decent man. She was happy that she could be the one that saw him this way. “Thank you Sasuke. I-I care for you too.”

 

He smiled and leaned down to kiss her gently, slowly making love to her until well past the stroke of midnight.

 

***