Chapter 7

He had a horrible headache for two weeks, two weeks of intense pain in his skull to remind himself again and again the moment of madness that would make him be the man to shoot if anyone learned what he had done.

He had full confidence in Hinata; she would not reveal their secret. She was young, he had also tried to bring this "detail" in his little head of his, this past two weeks, but she was mature and understood very well the consequences of their act.

The problem was not there, it was not really either the threat that could be Hiashi Hyuuga or even Néji, they will never learn what happened. No! The problem was finally his own mind that betrayed him again and again.

Two weeks and he continued to relive every night in his dreams the prohibited act.

He had known many women, beautiful, strong, experienced, much more than Hinata by the way. But it was her in his dream again and again. Her he couldn't manage to detach from his spirit.

Obviously, he was a man, so it was not surprising he could remember so well the taste of her skin, the softness of her lips, each of her curves under his caresses, each of her groans, but above all, it was her face that remained etched in his memory, even when awake. Her pink cheeks of excitement he had generated, her eyes bright white, this sweet and innocent smile of hers.

He remembered every moment spent with her, each game, how slowly he had succumbed to the charm of his young protected one. And these memories were especially what the problem was.

He had made the right decision, just not the courteous one, but nevertheless the right decision to end the case before it becomes one. So why? Why all this left him an unpleasant taste.

Maybe because he had finally vibrated to shake this small fragile body against him, because he burned to take her even if she was prohibited. Because it was delicious to be dominated by the desire, which grew more and more every time he was in contact with the young heiress of the Hyuuga clan.

Maybe because he had felt, throughout those last months he felt increasingly attracted by a 16 years old girl, by his pupil and had done nothing about it. Because he allowed himself to watch her with a desire much less innocent than the one who caused it.

Or maybe, and had most likely, because he wanted to see her again, wanted to see her to get embarrassed again with simple words whispered in her ear. He wanted to spend time with her, just to talk to her again and share his daily life. That would definitely be the problem.

Turning the doors of Konoha, he embedded his hands in his pockets and headed for the main tower of the Hokage. How would she react? Would he have to face screams, cries? All those issues had troubled his soul unabated. The very idea of being able to injure her more than his father or whoever was able to, it was intolerable. Perhaps she wouldn't want to see him anymore and it was only fair after what he had done. He took advantage of her, her young age, her innocence, only to satisfy a desire that he was supposed to control, a desire he had always previously controlled. The best was probably to not see her, to allow her time to forget, to forget him.

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He was supposed to avoid her, be discreet, allow water to flow under the bridge, as decided earlier, but once again he acted against all reason and was looking for her, walking the streets of the city, he needed to know: had he broke her more than she already was?

He felt her chakra near a practice field, and those of her team mates. They completed training and were packing peacefully. He approached silently, worried.

"Hello Kakashi Kun" greeted Kurenai.

The students turned to him and greeted in turn.

"Ohayo" he replied with detachment.

Hinata stood, and she just smiled. No hatred in her pearly eyes, no tears, no thrill.

She bowed her head. " Kakashi Sensei "

He observed a moment before talking. "Hinata Chan, I wanted to inform you of my return, we can resume training tomorrow .... If you want to"

Hinata nodded. "Well, at the same time as usual? "
"Hai"
"See you tomorrow then, Kakashi Sensei"

She was already turning heels, Kiba ran to catch her, Akamaru behind him, and spent an "friendly" arm around her waist.

"I'll escort you, Hinata Chan."

She smiled and nodded with a slight head movement. Kiba smiling foolishly and Kakashi felt an emotion uncommon that tug at his chest ... jealousy.

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And in the morning, as the day before, he had to face the facts. She did not seem to blame him; she did not collapse, and much less was troubled by his presence. She had come as "before" knocking at his door, smile lighting up her face and they left for practice.

But no hint, no movement towards him, she just fought conscientiously, like a docile pupil. She listened to his advice. No more word games, even at the height of battle, never her hand, nor any plot of her skin was in contact with him if it was not necessary.

Kakashi felt frustration take more and more over him. Hinata was so close and so distant at the same time. He knew her better than anyone in this city, yet she seemed so distant, unapproachable, and unattainable.

The memories of their previous training aching his thought. Each time he had her in his arms, each time he felt her body so close to his, when his fingers had affected her skin, when she released her head against his chest, discovering her fragile neck. When she favoured him with one of her most beautiful smiles, full of sweetness that characterized her. When she was only his.

Hours went by and he was annoyed by her attitude so "normal", he gave in one to one all the rules he had introduced. He made again allusions and again tried and touched her, seeking to cause a thrill, but nothing to do, Hinata remained disciplined and resolutely remote.

A docile student, showing only respect for her sensei.

Kakashi felt anger gradually invade his being there and taking it further, he questioned.

"Why do you behave like this? "
"I do not understand what you are talking about Kakashi Sensei. "
"You understand very well" he said dryly. "Have you thought of me for two weeks? "
"No."

Kakashi raised his eyebrow. "I do not affect you anymore? 'He inquired his voice mixed with irony and anger.

Hinata hesitated a moment. "You were quite clear about my training Kakashi Sensei, we are fighting, nothing else" she said with a detached tone.

He was the master of himself, not even his most unruly students or the worst enemy he had made him lost his nonchalance, and yet ...

He suddenly crashed her frail body against a tree trunk nearby. Circling her throat with his left hand and pressing his body against hers. He thrusts his face in the digging of her neck,

"We fight and you are a prisoner ... Use your charms to recover, it is an order ..."
"Why are you doing this? "Hinata felt her voice shaking.
"I want to feel you shudder" he said with a voice imprint of desire.

Hinata reaffirmed her voice. "I refuse Kakashi Sensei"

His hand tightened a little more on her throat as he pressed against her more. "I decide about your training Hinata"

"I decide what I find honourable for me to behave like" she said.

Kakashi blew a few kisses down her neck and Hinata instinctively put her hands on his arms, her fingers tightening on his muscles.

"You're not as good actress as you think Hinata; I know you want it too."

Hinata suddenly opened her eyes she did not even feel she closed.

Chakra came with a violent clash on his side, forcing him to back several steps. Kakashi raised his eye to Hinata standing right in front of him, eyes misty with tears.

"Actress? "
Kakashi did not move, amazed at the rage in Hinata's voice.

"You make it clear that I should not expect anything of you, you made me understand that if I tried then my training would end there. You rejected me and now you want to play a little more? " she yelled.

Hinata turned her eyes, a single tear rolling on her cheek. Slightly she added.

"I am not a toy you can play with when you bored"

Kakashi approached her slowly and gently took her in his arms. "Gomen," he breathed in a whisper.

Hinata backed of all of a sudden, rejecting him forcefully. "I do not need your pity" and began turning the heels away from him.

"Hinata stay here" ordered Kakashi suddenly.

Hinata did not stop.

Once again Kakashi felt the anger invade his body, he disappeared to reappear behind her, turning her in a brutal gesture.

Hinata instinctively pushed him and the battle between the student and the sensei began. They were fighting both with rage, sparing no blow. Each attack aimed at hurting the other and leaves marks with a rage they did not know where it came from.

Until Kakashi crashed her on the ground, laid on her and blocking her arms on either side of her head, forcing a brutal kiss on her lips, to which she replied with the same violence.

He released her wrists to address her clothing, ripping bluntly, and interspersed his words with passionate kisses.

"I thought about you for two weeks Hinata" His voice betraying his anger. "I risk everything, my reputation, my honour, my rank, everything .... for you .... I have only pity for myself and my weakness ... to want you while I do not have the right to ... " he finished before kissing her again with rage.

"Ka …Kashi ..." she groans under his arch ministrations.

They made love with violence, their movements brutal and erratic, marking each other of scratches, bites, scratching their skins, their blood mixing, gradually calming the anger that had assaulted them.

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Hinata returned home without a noise, avoiding crossing anyone in her path. She went directly into the small bathroom and let slip in a hot bath, feeling warm water burn each bite marks that her lover had left on her. She smiled and closed her eyes.

After two weeks she finally felt released, from the thoughts that had ever tortured. She had thought again and again about all this. She knew that Kakashi had taken the right decision, however painful it was. Yet she did not regret what had happened. She had sought his attention, even caused this intimacy, going further every day into those games that had developed between them.

During these two weeks she had constantly repeated her mind that this never happened, that she should compel no longer feelings for him but the respect of a student for her sensei. Whether he was older, it was for him a win over undoubtedly, he had forget this time they had shared to forget the consequences of their act.

She had a little more open to others, leaving with her friends to convince herself that life would go on track. But each of the attentions of Konoha rookies seemed bland face to the experience of Kakashi. Yet she was still languishing about him more, remembering each of the moments spent together and then other thoughts had emerged.

Kakashi who easily went on mission, leaving her behind him for her "saying" own good. The threat he had made about her training if anything happened ever again between them. Then his undeniable experience about a woman's body he had probably acquired with his partners, most probably much mature than herself. Her apparent inability to compete with one of them.

Each of these thoughts led to more resentment towards herself rather than him for her inability once again to get what she wanted.

His reappearance the day before as if nothing had ever happened had finished comforting in the idea that she should forget everything. She was determined not to act with him as anything else than an obedient student. And she had switched again when his body was pressed against her own against this tree.

How it was easy to forget the good intentions when his lips had gone dawn her neck ... then the anger.

The anger to think that everything she had thought during those days was the reality. She was just a toy to him. And the resentment she felt against him and not herself anymore. How this anger had turned into a passion that had consumed her. She was ready for anything at this time. Nothing matters, not her father, nor Néji or her reputation, she just wanted to be his again.

"I risk everything, my reputation, my honour, my rank, everything .... for you .... I have only pity for myself and my weakness ... to want you while I do not have the right to ... "

She smiled even more in remembering his words. Her whole being shuddered in the listening, finally realizing how much she wanted to be his weakness. How she wanted him to risk everything for her. How she loved he was losing control of himself as she was losing control over her reason.

Hinata smiled again, strong from this new insurance.

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