Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Killing Me ❯ Yamanaka Ino ( Chapter 5 )

Author's Notes:

Okay I don't really have the perfect excuse for not updating this fic. I just ran out of ideas one day—I just didn't know where to begin from the chapter I have created the last time. Anyways, I came up with this just now. Hoped you get to like it.

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DISCLAIMER:

I can't own Naruto. Believe me, I have tried the big book that suggests the million and one ways of owning Naruto, but it's all trash. Again, I (still) don't own Naruto.

Killing Me

By Boyarina

Yamanaka Ino

I am already beyond the stage of being surprised at everything that gets thrown my way. I mean, I have been from hell and back again, and yet I am still, surprisingly alive. I know it's entirely my fault for being there in the first place (no need to point it out to my face), but still, I have survived didn't I? That's one feat no one else would be able to claim had any other female been in my place.

You might be wondering as to what could possibly be happening now that would warrant me to be staggered. Well, if you really want to know, as of now, at the xth hour of the xth day of August (the x's actually means that I don't really know what time is and what day it is now), Hyuuga Neji is on top of me, supported by his arms (placed at each side of my side) and legs (which are straddling my hips).

His eyes are closed, face completely blank. Had he been lying flat on his back by my side, I would have dismissed his presence and proceeded on getting out of this place as stealthily as I could. But he had me trapped, so I really don't any choice other than to alert him by bucking him out of his place, and after that, make my escape.

Before I could even act on the plan I had in mind, Hyuuga snapped his eyes open and glared down at me.

“You are awake,” he said in an annoyed tone. So much for the element of surprise I thought I had as a trump card; now he knows that I am awake and could see my every movement

I frowned at him. “What, you want me to be dead?” I asked, then glanced down at myself and found that there is merely a thin blanket covering me from neck down.

“You're clothes are ripped,” Hyuuga answered, not even letting me voice out the question that I was going to pose to him next. He might have been the unexpected hero (though I would not exactly call him that. He is NOT—SO NOT—the type to be one) that turned up to save me from another male mauling session; I honestly don't appreciate the fact that he is acting so high and mighty.

“What are you doing on top of me?” I snapped out instead just to get him to reel out of his I-know-everything-don't-bother-asking attitude.

It didn't work though as he coolly shrugged at my biting remark. “I just wanted to feel what it's like to be on top of a woman.”

I couldn't believe it. This guy is impossible. I don't see how in the world he could be related to sweet, caring Hinata at all! He had proven himself time and time again to be callous, crude, boorish, uncouth, offensive….argh! He deserves to live with the ruffians that roamed the red district of Konoha.

“How is it working for you up there, then?” I growled angrily, wanting to kick him in the nuts, but I am not done yet weighing the odds against that particular action. Besides, I am naked and he is fully clothed with his weapons pouch just within his reach.

“I don't see what's the excitement all about, really,” he replied, a smirk on his face as his eyes roamed my face and the rest of my body.

I should kick him in the nuts now. God knows, he entirely deserves it. He does!

“You do realize that you just insulted me, hmmm, Hyuuga-sempai?” I ground out through gritted teeth. Considering the amount of pain I am subjecting myself in because of the vise-like grip I have on my self-restraint so as not to resort to violence, the least that this oaf could do for me now is to admit his folly.

He better!

“I didn't mean to pertain to you, Yamanaka-san. It is just a general observation of the act itself.”

I narrowed my eyes at his reply. He seemed to be sincere enough, but I couldn't tell exactly. I have heard rumors that though Hyuuga Neji is telling a joke his face still remains as rigid as it is when he is reading off a mission script from a scroll. For all I know, he might just be pulling off the same stunt here, right now.

But then again, he may not. ARgh! Either way, it's insulting! He makes me feel as though I am a hog he had the misfortune to be paired up with.

“It's because you are not doing it right, you—you!” I growled out, trying to come up with an insult grievous enough to maim him for life, but (as you have heard) severely failing at it.

That is so unforgiveably lame.

Hyuuga, like the true jerk that he is, raised one eyebrow up to mock me for that last statement. Truly, he is the epitome of meanness. Had he not been so good-looking (too good-looking for his own good, really), I would have given him a taste of my left hook, and, after that, my right knee.

“How is it done then, Yamanaka-san? “ He asked, using a tone that is completely devoid of any guile or malice. If not for anything else, he actually sounded…fascinated. Similar to what a child would sound like when it's asking something that he saw for the first time.

Just for the record, let me just say this for this is somehow interrelated to the following events. I hate the color red. I know it's lucky and all that smooch kabob, but I hate it. I hate it simply because it appears on my face in such an oh-so-obvious-I-could-certainly-see-it-a- mile-away-from-where-you-are fashion whenever I find myself in a very embarrassing, and in a very cornered position.

Like where I am now. Why do I have to go and blurt out suggestions on situations I don't want to end up in again?

“I am not exactly in the position to say,” I answered a little breathlessly.

Oh God, I did not just say that. Please someone tell me I did not say that! Holy Mother of God, I should just tape my mouth for it is unbelievably spouting things I have not given prior approval of.

“I would have to disagree with you on that, Yamanaka-san. I would say, you are definitely in the POSITION to have an authority in the matter.” He said with a not-so small smirk playing across his lips.

I am no longer flustered. In fact, I am downright infuriated and as soon I am done asking for the Lord's forgiveness for taking this man's chance of making any children with his future wife, I am going to kick him so hard on the nuts he would wish he wasn't born as a male.

He must have caught the gleam of intention on my eyes for his lips curled and said in a threatening manner, “Don't even think about it.”

I pretended not to hear him though and brought my knee up his groin as fast as I could. But, he countered this even before my limb got a hair-breadth's away from his manhood, and much to my dismay, he flipped me over. He hooked his legs over mine and held my hands far above my head.

“I warned you,” Hyuuga-san sighed. Doing the thing I least expected for him to do, he trapped my hands between my body and his, then wrapped his arms around my waist as he released my legs and flattened myself against him tightly.

As though he hadn't done anything that is completely out of this world, he merely took a deep breath and exhaled it in a loud sigh. I don't know what he is sighing for, really, but that last sigh seemed to denote a kind of contentment.

“Comfortable?” he asked in such a gentlemanly fashion that wide-eyed with shock I might be, he elicited a murmured yes from my lips.

“I take it that this is how it is done, Yamanaka-san?”

Dazed, incoherent…I couldn't even begin to understand how I was able to gurgle out an agreement to his query.

“I can see now what I had been doing wrong….” He said, his voice trailing off.

I choked. I think I would start hyperventilating soon.

What the hell is he trying to pull here!