Love or Money

Chapter 01-

Hiashi leaned back in his chair and sighed. This was getting to be too tiresome, He’d try one last time. He’d try one last time to find the right woman for him.

Considering his track record it could turn out to be a definite failure. He hadn’t had true feelings for a woman since his first girlfriend, Kumiko. She was a charmer; smooth words smooth skin and a lot of love to give.

And give it she did.

To his twin brother, who hadn’t known the two had been dating. That situation led to a pregnancy a pair of twins and an MIA mommy that decided to leave the hospital right after the birth. Leaving Hiashi and Hizashi to sort out whom the children belonged to. But rather than be disappointed or angry they worked out a system, Hiashi was papa and Hizashi was daddy, the twins had two fathers and no mother.

The man looked at his desk to the picture of his family. Hizashi held Neji and he held Hinata. They all smiled at the camera dressed in their Sunday best. It was after all the twins second birthday. He sometimes wished that they could have just stayed that way forever. A soft knock reached his ears and he looked up at the door to his eldest daughter.

“Father?”

His little girl was so pretty long dark hair almond shaped lavender grey eyes that he saw his brother’s sprit in. The child in the picture had most definitely grown up she was almost seventeen and deathly pretty he beckon her over to him and once she was close enough he pulled away from his desk and allowed her to settle herself in his lap. “Yes Hinata.”

“Inuzuka san called, she said that the party is tomorrow night so remember to come and bring a gift to Jiraiya-san.” Hinata glanced at the desk calendar and then turned to face her father. “Oh and remember Papa, Shikamaru is coming tonight so please, be nice.”

Hiashi’s jaw tightened considerably and he raised a brow. “That doesn’t sound like a girls name.” She blushed prettily as she fiddled with the hem of her shirt. He took her soft small hand in his own and held it still. “Stop fidgeting its unbecoming of a lady.”

“Yes sir.”

“Why is there a boy entering my home, Hinata? You know I don’t like that, guys are after only one thing at your age! I will not have my daughter-”

Hinata wavered her hands before her as she protested red faced. “Shikamaru-kun is a class mate, Papa. He said that he’s tutor me in my economics class, in exchange I help him plan his girlfriends birthday party!”

"Why not ask Neji or you could have told me and I would have gotten a tutor for you.”

Hinata stood from her fathers lap and smiled awkwardly, “it’s alright I don’t want to be any trouble.” Hinata closed the heavy wooden door behind her and sighed.
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Hiashi wanted to have a tantrum scream cry and throw a fit. His darling girl was bringing home aboy and that boy nine times out of ten had a dick. He had gone to extensive lengths to make sure that his baby girl didn’t bring home anything with a penis.

When Hinata hit the tender age of five she and Neji went through more clothing then Hiashi and Hizashi could keep track of because of constant growth spurts and all of the play and roughhousing those two did when at the park. When it was time to shop for clothes they brought things a half or full size bigger and clothing was always interchangeable. Neji and on occasion worn Hinata’s girls jeans, t-shirts or sweaters and Hinata had often worn Neji’s overalls t-shirts, sneakers shirts and maybe even pajamas. So Hinata had grown to dislike anything revealing or overly feminine. The closet she and Neji shared was packed with men’s clothing jeans and sweat suits. Okay and maybe that cocktail dress he had brought for her for tomorrows party.

The man had raised twins who wouldn’t leave each other’s presence willingly for more than two hours at a time. Neji would definitely threaten and fend off any guy who came near to his sister because he believed her attention should always be on him.

Fingers ran through long thick dark brown hair. Hiashi looked at the next picture on his desk one of Neji and Hinata standing side by side huge grins on their faces both had just turned eleven and were ecstatic to finally be tall enough to ride the rollercoaster of their prepubescent dreams. In the end Neji’s delicate stomach had come back with a vengeance and annihilated Neji’s plans to get on another amusement park ride while Hinata couldn’t wait to ride again. So Hiashi piggybacked the boy for the rest of the day while Hinabi held his hand and Hinata ran from ride to ride.

So what had gone wrong? When was Hinata interacting with members of the opposite sex that were outside of the family? It was that damn school! He knew he should have sent Hinata to an all girl’s school like he had started to.

Hiashi snorted at his own bad joke.

Hinata would cry for weeks on end and probably refuse to go to class.

He’d never do something like that again. One summer when Neji was in the eighth grade and on the schools basketball team he sent Neji to a all boys sleep-away basketball camp.

That was a disaster!

Neji hadn’t wanted to go but the coach insisted it would be a good experience for him to hone his skills and become more independent. So Hiashi packed up his son and shoved him- in full tantrum mode, kicking and screaming- on the bus. For two days Neji called every hour sometimes twice in one hour in tears begging to come back home to be with his father and sisters again.

“Give it two weeks okay then if you still don’t like it I’ll come and get you.” Was what he told Neji.

The calls came every three hours after that.

On the fourth day one of the instructors called Hiashi to tell him that Neji had gotten into seven fights in one day. After that Hiashi was livid, Neji often got into fights but this was just ridiculous. When Neji was handed the phone the first words out of his self-satisfied mouth were; Papa, you can come get me now.

The emotionally exhausted CEO who just finished comforting a bawling Hinata not but moments before the call came told the boy that he better behave or else he would be staying the entire two and a half months.

It took twelve days for the next call to come. Neji was refusing to drink, eat and get out of bed to the point that he had gotten himself sick. It was so bad that they were sending him to one of the nearby hospitals for the treatment of his malnourishment and dehydration.

It had taken three days to get Neji out of danger and another four to get his stomach to accept food. When the boy was released with a clean bill of health Hiashi had driven him home and promptly tanned his spoiled little backside so badly that Neji couldn’t sit comfortably for three days.


As much as they had both those kid put him through, he didn’t want things to change. Hinata was bring home boys and Neji would probably bring home a girl and Hinabi -well lord only knew what would happen with his little live wire. The point in all of this was that he was getting old. And soon enough he’d be left with an empty house.