Chapter 1) Come Come Confusion

Perhaps it started when she played in the sandbox with him. Or when she reset his bones after injury. All those bitter times the townsfolk ignored him and starved him as an orphan. Her kindness seemed sunny in comparison. He resisted placing her on his mental pedestal.

Naruto chuckled at the memory of the onigiri shaped like his face. The cute bento box she packed for him had to be his favorite memory. He still had the ointment she gifted him. After the Chunin exam, she had visited him in the hospital. Being the dense knucklehead that he was, it took him this long to realize she had a crush on him.

Hell, it took him even longer to realize what his own feelings meant.

Ironically, all the girls—who had never noticed him before-were throwing themselves at him. The one girl he had his sights set on, well, she was nowhere to be seen. Sure, she congratulated him and thanked him with a hug—pressing those warm, bountiful breasts against him…

Whoooof! Pervy Sage's tastes definitely rubbed off on him.

Naruto had a talk with Neiji. Casually, mentioning Hinata's whereabouts, the male ninja found out she had been working day and night at the medic center.

After the Fourth Shinobi War, there had been mass casualties and destruction to buildings and homes. Naruto, with his skill set, was placed on the infrastructure construction team. To say the shinobi of Konoha were busy was an understatement. But this was the way and life of ninjas. Shinobi were always busy. Naruto knew better than to let that fact stop him from asking Hinata to be his girl.

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Walking home late at night always gave her anxiety. Crickets chirped in the humid summer darkness. Occasionally, she would turn her head back. Paranoia ran in the Hyuga bloodline. A wave of exhaustion washed over her. When was the last time she got sleep? Sleep seemed so insignificant to a shinobi. Absentmindedly, Hinata Hyuga slept walk.

Abruptly, her Byukugan activated itself. The veins on her face protruded forward. She swore she heard light footsteps.

Safe than sorry. She thought to herself.

Splaying her fingers, she sent three kunai at the rustling tree branches. From sensing his chakra, Hinata could tell the target was above her. She backed away slowly, while holding her front stance, just in case the enemy charges at her.

Behind the curtain of the weeping sakura tree, Naruto revealed himself. Like a gust of wind, he had swept up her kunai. Leaping off of the branches, he twirled a kunai as if it were a toy.

Hinata's beauty reminded him Kaguya, the rabbit goddess who lived in the moon. No, his love was more beautiful than Kaguya. Silken threads of her midnight hair swayed under the moonlight. Moonstone eyes that held no pupils glared at him. Smirking, he noted his arousal at her anger. But he had sought her out for a different reason.

"Enough Hinata, it's me Naruto." His thick voice soothed her.

Naruto-kun. Dreamily, Hinata wavered. Naruto Uzumaki Namikaze had golden hair, sea blue eyes, and a smile that could light up all of Konoha. He was a gorgeous sight for tired sore eyes. In her sleepy state, she fantasized about him. He was so handsome, and dashing, and gallant, but on top of that…

Wait a minute! What if he's not Naruto-kun? As a Byukugan wielder and a heiress, Hinata Hyuga had unfortunately been subjected to many kidnapping attempts.

Gauging her opponent, Hinata could tell his chakra reserve was greater than hers. Running away was the most prudent option. She sent chakra blades at the ground. As the energy churned up a cloud of dust around him, she fled.

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Shielding his eyes from the soil, Naruto ran after her. Chakra channeled into his feet, the technique allowed him to leap from one tree branch to another. He chased after her.

"Hinata-chan! Wait up! I've come to confess to you!" The young man yelled into the wind.

This must be genjutsu. Hinata thought. It had to be an illusion. The man she was secretly in love with was confessing to her. What were the chances? All of this was good to be true. Why would Naruto-kun wait until now to confess to her?

He wondered. Maybe she couldn't hear him? Or was she rejecting him?

All day, he drudged through rebuilding Konoha wall by wall. He had waited to confess to her. Hinata was shy, and there was no reason to embarrass her. During the day, everyone noticed him as the new village hero. Peace time turned Shinobi into nosy gossips. So, he waited outside the clinic for her.

Teleporting behind the kunoichi, Naruto grab her wrists. She could feel the warmth of his breath as he whispered. "Hinata-chan, everything I've done up until now - it was for us to be together. Give me a chance. I'll make you the happiest girl."

Realizing how arrogant his words were, Naruto took it down a notch, "Can we just go out for ramen, maybe?...It doesn't have to be ramen-"

Landing her Lion Fists against his hand, she broke free of him. She leapt to an adjacent tree branch. Rage seeped out of her skin in fiery waves of chakra. Chakra licked her skin like flames.

"How dare you use Naruto-kun's form to deceive me!? Naruto is the bravest, most honorable shinobi I know. And he would never lie to his friends. I'm just his friend, and for me, it's enough. He'll never noticed me. He likes another kunoichi." Her voice was clear as a bell. It was funny how she didn't stutter, unless, she was talking to the real Naruto.

Guiltily, Naruto savored and ached at her disappointed tone. Her voice dipped when stating they were only friends. She wanted more. They were both on the same page. If she had simply accepted his confession, it would be all he wanted. But discovering she had harbored feelings of her own for him, it brought him unmeasurable joy. He was a parched man begging only for water, and now, he was being granted the strongest wine.

Blow by blow, she lunged at him. She believed he was an enemy illusion, he understood that now. He blocked her deadly fists. Truly, she believed his passionate confession only belonged in a genjutsu. No reasoning from him would satisfy her, right now.

Naruto had become a pervert rivalling his mentor, Jiraiya, himself. Even in a perilous fight, he had the audacity to sport an erection. The powerful ninja took pleasure in touching her. Caressing her belly, he absorbed her chakra. He touched her here and there. And he blocked her blows as they came. Never did he retaliate, he couldn't risk hurting her. She was too precious.

Dancing a deadly dance with her, the shinobi sought to be closer to his kunoichi. Once she exhausts her chakra reserves, he would explain to her. He would show her he didn't mean any harm.

Sure, he could run away and confess to her tomorrow. Or maybe the day after. Both were safer options. An angry kunoichi was lethal. But Naruto chose to stay. He had waited so long to confess. He wanted to show her that he was willing to fight for her.

Swift and confident, her roundhouse kick was poetry in motion. . He grabbed her ankle and spun her around. He admired her form and technique. Once her back was turned towards him, he brushed his hand on her back - directly aligned with her heart. The heart was a chakra core, he sapped up a significant amount of chakra from her upper back. Recovering, she attempted to strike him again.

Against any other opponent, she was a formidable foe. In body and in mind, she was excellent shinobi and partner. Judging correctly, she knew he was more powerful. She attempted to distract him and flee from him. Her cunning, her wisdom, and her passion, Naruto wanted it all.

With her beside him, he believed anything was possible. Winning the war. Marrying a Hyuga. Becoming Hokage. Breaking every tradition-every impossibility-he was willing to do it, if she told him yes.

One of her statements bothered him. Who was this other kunoichi that she believed he loved? It didn't matter, there was only her. She would know soon enough.

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Healing the injured shinobi had exhausted most of her chakra. Worse yet, this shinobi was absorbing her energy. Sapping up her strength, he caressed her face, her chin, and her waist. He stroked her arms from behind her.

Did he want to capture her alive? The Hyuga contemplated all the malicious motives he could possibly have. But his touch felt so tender. He merely blocked her blows.

Ashamed that she hadn't been able to land a single blow, she charged the last of her strength into a whirlwind of Gentle Fists. If she could just disable his chakra.

Perhaps her enemy wanted to keep her alive to breed her? Disgusted, she contemplated the possibility. It was apparent that he was aroused. His manhood imprinted through his apparel. Many psychopathic cults had tried to kidnap Hyugas and breed armies before.

Her eyelids felt heavy. Sleep lured her like a song. Time was running out, she decide to change her tactics.

"Naruto-kun, wait." Sultrily, her honey voice lured him. Her arms reached out to him. "I believe you. I love you. Kiss me."

Grinning, the young man tucked her long tresses behind her ear. His other arm wrapped around her waist. He came closer and closer.

And then she collapsed into his arms. Following en suite, Naruto fell to his knees. Sneaky minx, she closed a chakra point in his hips. But exhausted of chakra and sleep deprived from her work, the sapphire-haired beauty was snoring softly in his arms. For another hour, his legs would be paralyzed.

He did not mind holding her. What a lovely creature she was. So full of surprises, he could not wait until she wakes up. What sort of amusing reactions would she have to his confession? Now that he knew how she felt about him, he was more confident in what tomorrow would bring.

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Author's Note: *Sigh* Dirty version of postwar NaruHina. And Neiji's alive and no more Hyuga branch seal stuff. Lots of smutty chapters to come.

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