Oranges

Chapter one: Dreams and journals

Neji’s breaths became harsh and ragged as he bit his lip trying his best not to make a sound as he climaxed. Hinata forced him into another kiss running her fingers through his hair as she jerked the leash that was attached to the thick black collar he wore around his neck. They both wore nothing and were pressed against one another. “Neji.” The elder Hyuga looked up at his mistress with half lidded tired eyes. She smiled and kissed the tip of his nose lightly. “Neji.”

“Yes ma’am?” he said tiredly.

“WAKE UP!”

Neji snapped up his eyes wide as he looked around his room the covers pooled around his waist at the sudden movement. His eyes rested on the door where he saw Hinata standing in the doorway her father behind her. The older man nodded and walked away. “Yes Hinata-sama.” Neji asked feeling his sticky damp boxers become more and more uncomfortable.

“I’m sorry I’ll go I just though you might want to wake up before you overslept.” She blushed and hurried out of the room.

Neji grimaced as he became aware of his three problems. His wet dream left him with soiled boxers. His current erection was getting out of hand from seeing Hinata in her lacey nightwear. And he needed to shower but would be late for school.

Neji sighed as he threw the covers aside and swung his legs out of bed. He grabbed up his towel toothbrush and fresh boxers and made his way to the bathroom attached to his bedroom. He stood under the stream of cold water with his eyes closed. That dream really did drain him of any energy. And the bone chilling water didn’t help either. His arm became tired from his needy arm movements. The boy cursed his body for disobeying all logic and his uncle for not having the hot water pipe repaired immediately. Neji shuttered with satisfaction as his seamen coated his hand and ran off as the cold water helped his body become flaccid once more.

After washing quickly Neji stepped into his room and glanced at the clock. He only had five minutes to be dressed brush his teeth and eat breakfast. He slipped into his fresh boxers cursing the fact that his long hair became knotted and hassle when wet. It usually took almost an hour to brush until it was tame. This wouldn’t be a good day for him.

Nothing had been going right for him the past month and a half since the whole orange incident. He tried avoiding Hinata but that was virtually impossible since they shared the same home and school. Also Hinata couldn’t go anywhere with her friends (Who all happened to be male) with out a chaperone. An who did his uncle choose to watch his daughter… Good old Neji.


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‘Could my day get any worse?’ Neji sighed as he heard the fast paced steps coming towards him along the sidewalk. His wallowing in selfpity would have to wait.

“Hello my youthful rival!”

‘Apparently so.’

Rock lee appeared in a flash besides his rival as he trudged to the building. “You look tired Neji. If you ran laps with me and Guy-sensei your stamina would be sky high!”

“My stamina’s fine I just didn’t get a good night’s sleep that’s all.” Neji said coldly and walked faster leaving Lee standing there with a bewildered look on his face. He turned sharply disappearing into their homeroom.

That day crawled by slowly for Neji. His fatigue effected his performance and made him sluggish. It was now eighth period with a sigh he pulled out a grey notebook and placed it over his binder and began to scrawl in his pristine handwriting. He found that if he wrote down the dreams he could relax slightly and his mind wouldn’t replay the dreams through out the day saving him from embarrassing erections and awkward glances from Hinata when he became flushed in her presence.

When the bell rang Neji shot up from his table and shoved his belongings into his bag never noticing that he dropped the little notebook in his rush to leave the building and get home.

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Hinata glanced where her cousin usually sat and frowned because he was gone already. Se was pulled from her musing when Kiba lifted a notebook from the ground and opened it calling her and Shino over. “Who the hell wrote this…” Kiba muttered as he leafted thrugh the seemingly endless pages of fantasy.

“Wrote what Kiba?” Hinata said as she peered over his soulder at the tight neat scrawls. “In this dream Hinata brushed her fingers through my hair. Unlike the others this time she just touched me every where we never spoke all she did was pet me I enjoyed it but pretty soon their going to wonder why I do laundry so often. “ Hinata raised an eye brow she never ever thought that she would be the subject of some guys fantasy.

Hinata grabbed the notebook from Kiba who just shrugged and began to pull on his coat and flipped through it paling. They some how found out about her quirk. Okay so ell she was just obsessed about bondage and being Seme. Who ever wrote this had seen right through her timid ness and straight into her wish to be in charge for once. She wanted to be dominant in bed and she wanted to have he own little pleasure pet.

Hinata began reading the very fist page about the first dream how her little admirer was claimed the first time by her in a dream. Hinata shifted as she read the descriptive words and become hot and felt the need for a dry pair of panties.

“Hinata!”

The pale girl was jolted from her concentration on the page by Kiba’s barkish call. “Yes kiba?”

“Are you coming with me an’ Shino to the mall? We wanted to get icecream then walk around.”

Hinata smiled and shook her head gently. “Sorry I’ve got to go straight home today.” Hinata stood tucked it under her arm and pulled on her back pack. “Bye guys.”

“Later.”

“….hn…”

-

Hinata read the entire book on the bus wondering more and more who the mystery writer was.

‘I hope he’s cute…… Maybe he looks like Shino…’

Hinata pictured her dream lover naked but couldn’t see his eyes through the large round sunglasses. She shook her head harshly to dispose of the image.

‘No maybe….Shikamaru… no way he’s too lazy to write down all of this… couldn’t be Choji… he’d write some more things with food in them like fruit cobblers or barbeque… not Kankuro… he’s too controlling’

Hinata noticed that this was her stop and flung the book into her bag and got off the bus. ‘What ever who ever it is I hope he’s good looking…’ Hinata shuttered with imagined pleasure as images of Garra, Naruto and Neji crossed her mind. Those were the most gorgeous guys he knew.

She knew it wasn’t Garra seeing as how she and Garra were actually some what close. Garra favored a rough fuck. She knew from experience. Sometimes Garra would walk up to her and drag her away to the bathroom or janitors closet I school sometimes they fooled around in the park if they weren’t in school. If Hinata felt the need for satisfaction she’d make an excuse to leave home with out a guard and meet him for her pleasure.

It couldn’t be Naruto he was too hung up on Sasuke to notice. And it wasn’t Neji. The boy avoided her like the flu and when they were together he give her the cold shoulder. He’d become more and more distant by the day. Hinata found it laughable that she even considered her cousin. Neji was always one to play by the rules even if he didn’t like it. Hinata was sure that fucking your little cousin wasn’t permitted. So she wondered… who could have possibly dreamt of little plain weak unworthy Hinata.

She cleared her mind of all he thoughts as she approached the Hyuga complex. She called to the guard to open the gate who obliged with a quick ‘yes Hinata sama’. She hated being called so formally but the rules were different here, every thing was she noticed as she watched the tall gate being pulled open. That gate separated all Hyuga homes from the outside world. She trudged through the walkways to the main house that overlooked the others and dwarfed and belittled the other homes in beauty and size. She looked at the ark ground and realized the huge houses shado reached the tall golden gates that enclosed the family’s complex.

As she walked into the large house she was caught b surprise when she say Neji in the kitchen. Today no one was supposed to be home until later. The Hyuga heiress moved closer to the kitchen and was surprised to see Neji sitting in front of a plate of orange sections cradling his head in his hands as tears streamed down his cheeks

End One