A/N: I'm sorry if I'm a little late with this. I know I am by my time at least, but I'm not 100% sure what the time is in other parts of the world. I've been busy with the recent holiday celebrations and getting into a number of new anime/manga series. Blame my friends for introducing me to Beck: Mongolian Chop Squad and Bakuman in particular. :P Also, the internet at my family's house is terrible, and I had to wait until I was back in the city before I could start writing again. Anyway, all poor excuses aside, I hope you enjoy this! It's a little bit on the short side, but I can always add more to it later. Please R&R!
Happy birthday, Hinata! :D
Privileges
Chapter 2: December 27th.
"I've brought you some cinnamon buns, Hinata-chan. Would you like one?"
"Do you need any more pillows?, Hinata-chan"
"How does that feel, Hinata-chan? Higher? Lower?"
Hinata giggled softly, opening her pale lilac eyes to observe the small team of exuberant blondes surrounding her; busily pampering her as she lounged comfortably against her futon.
Following the incredibly pleasurable treatment he had received from his girlfriend just over two months ago, Naruto had sworn emphatically to Hinata that he would return the favour come her birthday. Unfortunately, Naruto had been called to an important meeting by the Hokage on the night of Hinata's birthday. Despite the immediate outrage this information elicited within Naruto, Hinata; being the polite, and abashed individual she was; insisted that he go. Even though there was a small, more selfious part of her that wished he would stay.
So, as a compromise, the young woman now found herself relaxing amongst lightly fluffed pillows and cushions, as silver trays of her favourite pastries were presented to her, and lithe hands rubbed away at her shoulders, working out any tension and kinks they could find. Naruto had indeed been adamant that if he wasn't going to be around for her birthday, he would utilise the Kage Bunshin no Jutsu, to provide Hinata the company and affection he had originally promised her in his absence.
"Thank you, Naruto-kun," Hinata answered the first Naruto clone, graciously accepting one of the many sweet pastries he offered, before moving to nibble at it lightly.
Her gaze was then meet by a duplicate pair of her paramour's cerulean blue eyes, as his second carbon copy gazed at her inquisitively, holding a small pile of cushions and other head rests in his grasp.
"No, I'm fine thank you, Naruto-kun," she responded to the second "I've got enough pillows here."
Looking slightly dismayed by her response, the clone nodded, before moving off to return the linen back to the closet he had just ransacked.
Hinata sighed, her tone more laced with dissapointment than pleasure, as she settled herself back down against the futon once more.
While she was very much enjoying having her every need satisfied by the group of blondes before her, Hinata couldn't help but feel dismay at the realisation that none of them were actually her boyfriend.
"Ano, a little bit lower please, Naruto-kun," Hinata said, glancing over her shoulder at the third replica of the blonde, who was massaging her shoulders.
"With pleasure," the deep voice of the clone rumbled against her shoulder, his eyebrows wiggling suggestively.
Hinata laughed softly once more, enjoying the childish antics of the blonde, before shuddering in pleasure at the sudden sensation of a pair of warm lips descending upon the curve between her neck and her shoulder blade.
She moaned audibly, caught in the moment, as the familiar warm hands of the man behind her, swept away the soft locks of her dark hair, in order to allow his lips more access to the fine porcelain of her skin. Turning to face him, Hinata's lips meet his in an ardent, longing caress, expressing the desire and need she felt her the man before her. It was almost as if she had momentarily forgotten that this particular blonde male was actually a replica. His right hand lowered to gently caress the tantalising swell of her breasts, as his left teased its way along the full, luxurious contours of her hips. It wasn't long before his fingertips were beginning to pry at the zipper of her jacket, wanting to savour of the feeling of her bare flesh against his own.
Hinata obliged without thinking, raising her arms above her head, assisting the male in practically stripping the lavender jacket from her suddenly very flushed, hot body. The feeling of his hands moving hungrily over her skin gave Hinata goosebumps.
She arched her back and moaned, delirious, as his right hand delicately cupped the pale, shapely mound of flesh that was her breast, before moving to trace his tongue teasingly over her rosy nipple. Hinata shivered in pleasure at the sensation, feeling her nipple harden as his teeth tugged at it. He then drifted over to her right, nibbling on the velvety bud, before softly sucking it. Hinata's fingers clenched tightly into his spiky locks of hair, as his the amorous brush of lips descending from her breast and trailed down her abdomen.
Hinata gazed down at the man before her. Her eyes were hooded and clouded with lust, as a small, euphoric smile worked its way across her face. His lips worked their down her soft, supple belly, as his hands slid down to her thighs, slowly drawing them apart.
It was at that moment that Hinata heard the door creak open loudly, as he eyes snapped towards the door, her heart pounding heavily against her chest.
"What the fuck?"
"Naruto-kun!" Hinata exclaimed in shock, as she saw her boyfriend; her real boyfriend and not a clone, that is; enter the room, glaring murderously at the man currently ravishing her.
If looks could kill, Naruto could be considered suicidal right now.
Hinata leapt out of the arms of the clone, immediately putting as much distance between it and herself as possible. She grabbed at her jacket desperately, pulling the material up to cover her naked flesh, her arms all the while flailing about wildy in defense as she stuttered out a response.
"Th- this isn't what it looks like, I promise!"
Her words however, were nowhere near enough to calm the livid Naruto. He immediately stormed into the room in hot pursuit of the bunshin.
"Okay lover boy, that's enough." Naruto practically seethed, his hand a vice capturing the replica of himself by the shoulder. "I'll take it from here."
"Eh?" the clone protested indignantly "B-but I was! she- I mean... We were-"
"Yeah, yeah, I don't want to hear it!" Naruto yelled, as he preceeded to forcefully drag the clone out of the room "I only gave you one job, and somehow you still manged to screw that up!"
"Hey, shut up! If I messed up it's just because I'm meant to be exactly like you!"
"What was that asshole?"
"You heard me."
"Oh, that's it. You've asked for it."
Hinata winced at the loud crashing sound that emanated from outside of the room, as the two blondes grappled with each other amongst a haze of flying fists and limbs.
"Naruto-kun..." Hinata sighed.
.
Once the rather tumultuous altercation between the two appeared to have settled; and she was fully dressed, once again; Hinata was able to summon the courage to go outside and face the irate Naruto. As she timidly creaked her bedroom open, she found him pacing back and forth, muttering to himself in a quite clearly agitated manner.
"Damnit, why couldn't he have just keep his hands to himself?"
"Uh..."
"I suppose it's my fault really- No wait! It's actually all Ero-Sennin's; rest his soul. He made me like this! He and Kakashi-sensei. If I hadn't-"
"Naruto-kun?"
He was startled from his stupor by the sound of his girlfriend's voice, and immediately glanced over his shoulder in inquiry.
"Yeah?"
"Are you okay?"
"... Yeah. I'm fine."
"Are you sure?"
"..."
"Did you really almost just get into a jealous fist-fight with a copy of yourself?"
"..."
"..."
"Hinata-chan?"
"Yes?"
"Did you really almost just get it on with a copy of myself?"
"..."
"..."
"Point taken."
Hinata's face brightened vividly at the mention of what she had just done. She couldn't believe it! She was so embarassed. Naruto had just been trying to do something nice for her and she felt like she'd completely ruined it. Had she no self restraint?
"I'm sorry Hinata-chan," Naruto began after a moment of silence, kneading his hand against the back of his head sheepishly. He'd never been particularly good with words.
"No, I'm sorry Naruto-kun," Hinata replied almost immediately. She didn't want Naruto to feel like he had done anything wrong.
"Maybe this wasn't such a great idea after all," Naruto sighed "It's just, I really wanted this to be special for you."
"I know, Naruto-kun, and this was very thoughtful of you." Hinata answered, move to close the distance between the two of them, and wrap her slender arms around his waist. "But you don't have to go to such drastic lengths for me. I'd much rather just spent this day with you... The real you."
"Why are you here anyway?" she asked, as she leant her head against his chest, feeling the calm, steady rhythm of his heartbeat. "I thought you had an important meeting?"
"We were just in the middle of actually," he answered, sifting his fingers tenderly through her soft locks of hair. "But I left early... I wanted to see you..."
Hinata felt her heart warm at those words, as she pulled away from his caress momentarily to gaze lovingly into his breathtaking, azure orbs.
"Thank you Naruto... That's all I really wanted."
"I love you, Hinata-chan." Naruto spoke softly, a soft red tinge forming across his tan cheek, as he attempting to look anywhere but into her gorgeous, lilac eyes.
"I love you too, Naruto-kun." Hinata answered, giggling at his uncharacteristic bashfulness.
Naruto's gaze meet hers once more, observing the candour written into her soft eyes. A goofy grin light up his features at the sincerity of her words, as he pulled her ecstatically back into his loving embrace.
Hinata sighed, breathing in the dark, musky scent of his body. Basking the strength and affection of his embrance. She was finally content and where she wanted to be.
Everything was perfect.
.
Well, that is, everything except for...
"How did you manage to convince Tsunade-sama to let you go?"
"I didn't," Naruto chucked in response. "As far as she's concerned, I'm still there. I left one of the clones in my place. I can't believe I didn't think of that before!"
"Don't you think she'll be able to see through that?"
"Yeah, probably... Okay, she's going to kill me. But right now, I don't care."
Hinata smiled softly, before leaning closer into the soothing touch and warmth of Naruto's tanned fingertips tracing over her cheek. However, he moved abruptly from her embrace without warning, prompting her to gaze up at him in confusion.
"Besides," Naruto added, his lips suddenly curving upward into a mischievious grin, as he sauntered over to Hinata's futon. "I can't let my clones have all the fun now can I?"
Hinata suddenly found her pale skin of her cheeks lighting up considerably at his implication.
"Why don't I just take it from where he left off?" Naruto said as he patted his hand down on her futon, his eyebrows wiggling suggestively.
A/N: So yeah, that's it. Some of you may be dissapointed by the lack of lemon in this chapter, and I'm sorry, but I never actually planned to include one in this chapter to begin with. Mainly because I'm still convinced that my lemons suck ass. However, I suppose I could add one to the end of this chapter if there is enough demand.
But anyway, I hope you that you enjoyed this! For those of you who are fans of All the Rage I'm hoping to have another new drabble up very soon. Until then, please R&R! :D