Trey or A Tale Of Three Clans

Chapter 2

“Hinata. It is done.”

Shino leaned all his weight against the closed bedroom door. It tore at him to see Hinata like this. Her exquisite face was turned away from him and towards the wall. Her back was stiff with hurt and mortification as she sat on the wide bed, his new king-sized bed. Shino pushed his sun glasses up on his nose and studied the kunoichi’s dainty kimono clad back a little longer before shoving both his hands in his overcoat’s pockets. He kept the back of his head against the door. His entire manner was non-chalant. He spoke slowly, keeping his voice low and very even, willing Hinata some of his calm. He knew her. His teammate had never failed to respond to the sound of his voice. She had long ago confessed to him that she found it therapeutic and even a little hypnotic. It was one reason why they worked together flawlessly as a Shinobi team.

“Hinata, the Kazekage has accepted without penalty that the Hyuuga decline to go forward with the engagement. You will not be moving to Suna …ever. And the Hyuuga have been delivered the bride price in full.”

Hinata’s head drooped. Her shoulders turned in on themselves. She kept her hands folded meekly in her lap.

“Your f-f-father r-r-really r-r-respects you to d-do this for you Shino.” Hinata’s voice was soft and broken.

“Yes. He respects me, but he also respects my new wife too,” Shino replied, his statement matter of fact.

Hinata simply nodded her head without looking back at Shino.

Shino remained silent. He liked silence. It was one of the things that he and Hinata had in common, although her silence had always been due to her extreme shyness. Kiba was the loud, boisterous, motor mouth of their group. He glanced out the window. Night had fallen. It was long past eight p.m. and he could hear the tree frogs screeching. It had been a very long day.

“Things will b-be d-d-different now.” Hinata whispered.

“Team eight will stay together.” Shino’s conviction was unshakeable.

“B-b-but Kiba-k-kun?”

Shino didn’t move from the door. He said nothing waiting for Hinata to turn and look at him.

Clenching her hands into tight little fists, in the end Hinata turned and looked back at Shino just as she knew he was expecting her to do.

“Everything will remain exactly the same.” Shino’s voice was steady as a rock.

Hinata gaped at Shino. Finally he relented and moved gracefully across the huge room towards the bed. Slowly he knelt at Hinata’s feet while holding her eyes. They were red and swollen from her tears. The last time she had been this distraught it had been because of Naruto. He felt his kikaichu surge a little in anger. That Naruto had spurned the most beautiful woman in Konaha was, well just like the dense block head he was. Shino focused on Hinata’s precious bow shaped mouth. He spoke deliberately.

“Kiba knew that you had to technically remain a virgin until you married. He protected you from himself. That he’s in love with you and wants you to be his mate is irrelevant. The Inuzukas asking for your hand was a desperation ploy once rumors started floating about the engagement talks with the Kazekage. The high-noble Hyuuga were never going to allow you, their heiress, to marry an Inuzuka. They’d rather slit your pretty throat first. Your father planned to humiliate Kiba’s clan publicly for having the audacity to make the request. You know that.”

With a sad expression on her face, Hinata nodded her head in assent. Shino continued.

“Dad said that your father went crazy at the possibility of Kiba having touched you. Hyuuga-sama went so far as to almost assault him. The very thought of it made you soiled and imperfect in his eyes; and the flawless Hyuugas were not going to deliver spoiled goods to the Lord Kazekage of Suna. By me asking for you, it saved your father the humiliation of putting you aside for Hanabi as heiress. Hyuugas may believe we Aburame are also beneath them, but at least we are still technically a noble clan. And they know it.

It will take time, but Kiba will see that what I did was not a betrayal of him. I did it for all of us. I was willing to do whatever it took to keep you safe and to keep team eight together.”

It was a speech. Hinata couldn’t remember ever hearing Shino speak so many words at one time, except when discussing a mission. Hesitantly, she reached out and removed his dark sunglasses, laying them next to her on the bed. His silvery grey eyes gazed up at her with earnestness, and… dark, gleaming passion. She laced her fingers through Shino’s stiff mahogany brown hair and gently wiggled her fingers.

“But S-Shino, b-both of you have t-touched me.”

Shino closed his eyes. His feelings were running canyon deep. Team eight had made everything good in his life possible. He swallowed. He knew Hinata could see his prominent Adam’s apple move up and down as his voice turned hoarse. She could hear the low, buzzing purr of his excited kikaichu.

“Hai, and we are going to keep on touching you. Kiba is going to keep tonguing and teasing that dripping wet pussy of yours just the way you like it. And I’m going to keep fucking him hard just the way he likes it. And you are going to keep giving us sweet tantalizing kisses that drive us crazy and the best head on the planet, just the way we like it. He’s still not allowed to fuck you though, but it is because you’re my wife now.”

Hinata’s eyes went wide as oranges and her face turned the color of an overripe tomato. She knew Shino took great pleasure in talking dirty to her in that bass low, throaty, aristocratic voice of his. She should be use to it by now, but it never failed to embarrass her while secretly turning her on at the same time. Kiba was always the one who spoke wild flowery words of love to her at every opportunity, but Shino, though soft spoken, was quite blunt about what they did together.

Trying not to hyperventilate, Hinata carefully considered Shino’s words. She wanted to believe Shino, she truly did, but although Shino was definitely their team leader, Kiba-kun was… Well, Kiba-kun was the alpha in the group when it came to their threesome. He was also the only one who occasionally strayed outside the group to satisfy his needs. But whenever he returned to their arms, well, watch out. Even when bottoming for Shino and the heavens knew Kiba-kun loved bottoming for Shino, he was dominant. And he often liked to hog her all to himself, like cuddling with her on his chest all night long. Shino had always silently but good-naturedly stepped aside, or played second fiddle to let Kiba-kun have her to his heart’s content. Maybe, maybe things would turn out alright.

Hinata leaned down and placed a light, gentle kiss on Shino’s lips. She then kissed his chin before tightening her grip in his hair and pulling his head all the way back to kiss under his jaw and down to his Adam’s apple. The small, irregular, holes puncturing his skin were not a deterrent. His kikaichu hummed and rippled under his cool skin at her touch. They liked her. They always had. Shino let out a deep happy sigh.

“Th-Thank you S-Shino-kun.”

Hinata’s sincere words fell like soft rain on parched earth. Shino groaned. Hinata only called him Shino-kun when they were physically intimate. And, the thought of finally going all the way with Hinata, as he had so often dreamed, suddenly made his balls badly ache and his dick stand straight up at full attention. Trying to keep a grip on his suddenly crazed kikaichu, Shino licked his lips and opened his eyes.

“It would be prudent to consummate our relationship before the ceremony.”

“Without Kiba-k-kun?” Hinata couldn’t hide her surprise and her timidity. She had never been alone with Shino before although the reverse was not true.

“I don’t want to wait until he gets back to have you. Besides, if your father changes his mind before the wedding then… ” Shino’s words trailed off.

Hinata immediately understood. If it was known that her new fiancée had slept with her, then she would be doubly tainted. Her father would never, ever, go back on his word. Still she thought it was unlikely. Her clan seemed happy to be rid of her. And, her father had ordered her to leave his house with her new ‘father-in-law- to- be’ without as much as a bag or a good-bye and before the ink on the marriage documents was even dry.

Seeing pain re-appear in her too expressive eyes, Shino murmured. “You are so beautiful. Let me show you how beautiful you are to me. Let me show you your true worth.”

Hinata flushed. Tingles danced from her nipples to her crotch. Normally it was Kiba-kun who unashamedly begged to touch her. Two years of slow, incremental but constant loving from them and she still trembled like an innocent school girl when they wanted her. It was so very, very nice to be wanted.

“Shino-kun is beautiful too.” She replied and dropped her eyes.

Shino released the breath he had been holding and chuckled. He loved Hinata’s overly shy, adorable way of saying yes. He couldn’t believe it. The Hyuuga princess was now his to openly love and protect. In a million years who’d have dreamed that this could happen to him. It was beyond a fantasy come true. It was a miracle. He was an Aburame, a walking insect nest, a living hive. Bugs lived under his skin. That was something that women, and particularly beautiful women, could not accept, his nobility notwithstanding. On his clan name he vowed to give her the happy, love filled life she deserved. She would never regret one single moment of being his wife.

Small hands came up to rest on either side of his face. They were delicate, warm and soft on his rough cheeks. He didn’t blink as she stared into his light sensitive eyes seeking to drink in his bared soul. Instead he simply parted his lips, and waited for her to lean forward to slip him her loving tongue.


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