Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Her side ❯ Her side ( One-Shot )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

DISCLAIMER: I don't own any characters of Naruto, I wish i did though.(MMMM Kakashi) (^~^) Oh yeah any way hope you enjoy my efforts.




The music cued her entrance and the hush that fell over the crowd unnerved her. She knew they were in awe of her appearance, after all even she had been stunned when she looked upon her own reflection.

A beautiful bride. This should have filled her with happiness, made her giddy with anticipation, but instead her chosen future was not of her choice.

An arranged marriage, negoiated over the top of her head and only told to her a few days before the actual joining.

The only good thing was that her groom wasn't a complete stranger, but as she drew closer and looked at his cool relaxed face she admitted to herself that he wasn't really known to her either.

Funny he wasn't a stranger but he wasn't familiar either.

She came to a stop by his side and he took her hand before turning to the priest. Numbly she listened to the droneing voice as he blessed the union. Finally the end was nearing, he handed her groom the glass filled with wine and she watched him take a drink before handing it back. The priest then blessed the rest and handed the glass to her.
Her hand shook as she took it and raised it to her mouth, her eyes shifted from the dark liquid to look at her groom's face. He cocked a brow as if curious to see if she was going to refuse. She wanted to but she knew if she did at this point she would not only embrass him but also bring the wrath of her family down upon her head for disgracing them. So with a silent breath she sipped from the glass and handed it back.

The priest droned the final blessing and soon they were declared husband and wife. The crowd cheered as they turned towards them, her...husband held her hand and led her back down the isle. Luckily this was a traditional wedding so no over the top acts of affection was needed or expected of the two.

After the ceremony, which seemed to drag on and on, the rest of the day seemed to speed by. They stood for the mandatory wedding photos, the reception with the toast and wedding cake, then the congradulation line as so many of her friends and strangers shook hands or kissed her on the cheek.

And then everything stopped.

Now she stood in the room waiting for her...husband. The servants had divested her of her formal wear and she now stood in only a robe.

She was scared. Scared of this whole situation, and left alone to think she realized even more that she knew nothing about this man, he had changed so much that even his close friends commented upon it. He was just so different from what she remembered. Much colder than before, harder, emotionless though more analytical and sly. She had seen once that he wasn't above using dirty manipulative tricks on his opponents to get what he wanted.

She couldn't help the shiver as she thought about what the two of them would be doing tonight. The door clicking shut startled her from her thoughts.

She looked up at him with wide eyes, he had entered so quietly.

"Are you ready?" his voice was low and monotonous.

She nodded, there was no getting out of this, and she knew with this final act she would never be free of him. (until death that is)

"Take off the robe." he ordered even though it was still pitched low. He moved slowly into the room and she vaguely noticed that he too was only wearing a night yukata.

Loosening the strings of the robe she shrugged it off her shoulders and let gravity pull it to the floor. As her...husband's dark eyes scanned over her body she silently struggled with herself. She wanted desperately to grab up the robe, cover herself and run screaming from the room but it would be useless. He was her husband now and he had complete control over here.

"Get on the bed and lay back." he ordered again in the same voice as before. She wondered how he could still be so cold during all this, as she moved to the middle of the bed and laid back. She turned her head and focused on the far wall not wanting to look into his emotionless face during this.

The bed dipped under his weight and she was able to feel his warm settle over her. He moved between her legs and she could feel the slide of his yukata.

'So he's not going to disrobe.' she thought vaguely as he shifted and she felt skin against skin.

'He's warm.' she added distractedly just before she felt somehting probe at the female part of her. She gulped quietly then forced herself to relax. She felt him push into her and gritted her teeth against the slight pain.

She was stretched and uncomfortable, she wanted him to stop, to push him away but instead she gripped the sheets under her and raised her knees hoping to relieve some of the pain.

He stopped then and she hoped he was finished but instead he shifted again and gripped her hips. She furrowed her brow at his behavior but still refused to look at him for an answer.

Suddenly he stabbed into her claiming her completely. She couldn't supress her cry as he broke through her barrier, her hips lifted as if to buck him off or atleast move away but the grip he had on her hips held her still as their pelvis' touched.

"Relax." He hissed into her ear. She could feel his breath puffing rapidly over her ear and neck and focusing on that she once again forced herself to relax.

When she did that's when he moved, his hip thrusting hard and fast into her. She couldn't help whimpering at each thrust, it still hurt. She squeezed her eyes shut as she prayed that he finish soon. She faintly heard him grunt or gasp every now and then, and after some time (too long in her opinion) she felt him stop and shudder, then if felt as if something wet was coming out of her.

He then moved off her to lay on the side. She heard and felt him shift around, probably fixing his yukata, before all movement creased.

After a few minutes pasted she started to get up, wanting to clean up and get dressed.

"Stay." That soft command gave her pause, something about it...
So instead of leaving the ever obedient and dutiful Hinata laid back and soon fell asleep beside her new husband, Uchiha Sasuke.

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Oh like you didn't see that coming. I've read alot of Hinata/Sasuke arranged marriage fics and decided to try it on for size. It not romantic though, I know, but what do you expect they never interacted before and I highly doubt Sasuke is the type to initiate any kind of romance. (He is repressed after all.) And as far as my cute, sweet little Hinata (I love her) is concerned she wouldn't go against her clan no matter how strong she may be, it ingrained in her. (Poor Thing) (ToT) any way please review, and if flame please keep to a minimum. Thank you.