Oranges

Chapter three: Make
 
Neji curled his fingers in his lap as he waited besides Hinata. She was sitting on the bleachers with headphones in her ears. She nodded her head to the music that blasted into her ears and watched the basketball practice that was occurring.
 
Neji watched as a lanky red head ran up and down the court effortlessly handling the basketball. He had a godlike presence on the court. He shot lay ups, free throws and rebounds like there was no one else on the court. His arcs were perfect his moves were graceful and efficient. Not one pass was intercepted or shot blocked.
 
A shrill whistle blew and most activity on the court ceased. The only person who was moving was Garra who shot the ball continuously ignoring the coach’s brief announcement that they could take a fifteen-minute break. The rest of the boys separated and scattered about some went to the fountain to drink before they walked over to the bleachers.
 
One boy walked towards the bleachers and took one glance at Hinata. The boy scratched his brown hair and called to the green eyed VIP, “YO! Garra Hina’s here!”
 
Neji watched with Interest as Garra stopped shooting and began to dribble as he walked over to the bleachers. Garra tossed the ball to his brother and continued up the levels. Neji noticed that players’ head was turned toward them.
 
Hinata pulled her headphones around her neck before turning to Neji. “Gimmie a minute or so Nii-san.”
 
Neji complied standing and grabbing her bag as well. “I’ll call Toru.” Hinata nodded and turned back to Garra.
 
“Clear out,” every member of the Konoha team did just that with not so such as a complaint. With in seconds the entire gym was clear. Garra seated himself besides Hinata and leaned over kissing her cheek. “What.”
 
Hinata smiled kindly and scooted onto Garra’s lap turning so that she straddled his waist. Pearl like eyes looked him over and their owner smiled before she planted a brief kiss on her beau’s lips. She found it amazing Garra never broke sweat during practice. He was so distinguished even when in black sweats and a wife beater that seemed so big that they would fall off of him any minute. “I want to know if you mind sharing me.” She said as she leaned back forward grinding slightly into his lap. “Because I want to be with some one else some times.”
 
“Why. Who.” He said as he buried his fore head in the crook of her neck. He let the intoxicating sent Hinata gave off fill his nostrils. His arms were wrapped around her waist and he held her tightly.
 
“I want him and I want you too. I want both.” Hinata said as she reached up to play with a lock of Garra’s red hair. “Some one important to me. I care for him, besides he needs me just as much as I need either one of you.”
 
“Don’t tell me you love him. I’m so tired of hearing that word.” He growled into her neck between sucks and nips.
 
“Don’t be spiteful. You know I don’t believe in love.” Hinata said breathlessly as Garra began to touch her. “It’s a petty ideal. Besides I waned to know if you were okay with it.”
 
“I don’t care.” Garra stood and turned Hinata towards him before kissing her deeply. Hinata began walking towards the double door of the gym. She halted when she heard Garra’s voice. “Tamari wanted me to give this to you.” Garra reached into the pocket of his sweats and pulled out a small envelope. He handed the envelope to Hinata and grabbed a ball.
 
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Neji sat gingerly in the back of the green Roles Royce. He unbuttoned the top button of his uniform. He looked at his reflection in the tinted windows and sighed. He tugged at his collar with a displeased look. The stupid thing was so annoying. It wasn’t uncomfortable or anything he just wasn’t used to having any thing around his neck. Neji ran his fingers over the metal buckle.
 
Hinata’s voice played in his mind as he fingered the metal. “Neji, Listen to me. There are three rules I want you to remember right now. If you want to be with another girl I must approve of her first. Second you will never touch yourself unless I give permission to. One you are not to remove that collar unless it’s under my instruction, to bathe or during PhysEd. Am I clear?”
 
Neji knew better to remove it without permission. He learned from his previous errors. The first time Hinata had just reminded him of her rule. The second time Hinata had scolded him. The third time his punishment had been very clear.
 
Flash back
 
Hinata sat in the swivel chair in her study all of the doors were locked and she sat with her legs crossed. She picked imaginary lint off of her fitted black slacks when she wasn’t rolling the riding crop between her fingers. “Neji… I’m waiting.”
 
Neji hadn’t dared say anything as when he was addressed. He just stared guiltily at his bare feet. He bit his bottom lip and tried to will the bush on his cheeks away. Hinata had been cruel with her ruling he had been mortified when Hinata told him of his punishment. The boy began to undo the button and zipper on his jeans.  He stepped out of the pants and walked over to his mistress.
 
Hinata readjusted her position and then reached up. She gently lowered Neji over her lap and hooked her thumb in the waistband of his underwear. Neji bit his lip as they were lowered slowly. His stomach turned with worry and shame. He hadn’t been spanked since he was five. It was humiliating enough to be spanked like a badly behaved child, but to cry would be even worse. ‘I wont show weakness! I wont ask her to stop! I’ll take my punishment like a man! ...Or as manly as possible under these conditions.’ Neji had made up his mind he wouldn’t stoop so low as to ask her to stop he wouldn’t respond at all!
 
The first blow was more of a shock that anything. Neji shot up with a yelp when Hinata’s hand administered the second blow. She corrected this quickly by placing her other hand on the small of his back keeping him in place. Hinata’s smacks were perfectly placed and timed. The hits always got the most vulnerable spots and when the sting of one spank would begin to fade she re-awoken the burn with another well placed smack.
 
Neji felt the tears sting the back of his eyes as he tried his best to wriggle away from the punishing hand that had picked up speed. Neji felt his resolve to take it like a man crumbling as the sting of the slaps sunk in.  Neji tried twice as hard to wriggle away from his punishment when he felt Hinata’s hits come down twice as hard.
 
SMACK
 
Neji gasped as more of the same came until he could no longer take it. “AH! STOP”
 
SMACK
 
“OOO!”
 
FWAP
 
“OW! STOP PLEASE HINATA!”
 
SPANK
 
“STOP!”
 
SMACK
 
“HINATA I’M SORRY!”
 
FWAP
 
“NO MORE!”
 
SPANK
 “I’LL BE GOOD!”
 
Hinata’s hits had doubled in speed and force again. The hits were so devastating Neji could do nothing but sob as they fell upon him. After five minutes of that the hits slowed before stopping completely. Hinata’s hand brushed over his sore beet red cheeks gingerly. “Neji, Do you know why I’m punishing you?”
 
Neji tried to hold back his sniffs and stayed quiet hoping to delay anymore blows to his aching ass. That however didn’t work Hinata only raised her had and let it fall with great force squarely in the middle of Neji’s ass.
 
“Do you know.” Hinata snapped
 
“Y-yes!” Neji gasped as he fisted more of the shag carpet in his fingers.
 
“Good, so tell me why.”
 
“I …d-d-dis-isobeyed you. You told-d me n…not to remove the collar.” Neji choked out to the best of his ability.
 
“So am I going to have to spank you again?” Hinata said and patted the perfect ass before her lightly knowing it would sting just a bit.
                  
A light hiccup was heard before the reply of “No Hinata sama.”
 
“So you not going to be a bad boy anymore Neji?…” The elder shook his head eagerly, praying that the punishment would come to an end. “Good.”
 
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
 
Neji threw his inhibitions to the side and wailed for all he was worth as the punishment continued for another ten minutes.
 
End flash back
                  
Neji winced as he leaned back. It still stung badly. School was almost unbearable, all of those hard uncomfortable chairs made the sting more pronounced. It was only yesterday that Hinata spanked him so he was still very tender. Neji would have never guessed that her soft hands could pack a wallop like that.
 
All of the sudden his face resembled a tomato. After a few moments of deep breathing his normal color returned. With a final exhale he allowed his thought to revert back to yesterday. He remembered how she soothed him after. She had allowed him to cry into her breast until his wails became whimpers. She even lay with him on his bed and pet his hair massaging his scalp every once and again. He whimpered countless apologies and she kissed his face and said was forgiven. They did this until he fell asleep. Neji lay his head back and closed his eyes, he enjoyed when Hinata doted on him.
                 
 
 
Tough he could do with out the humiliating punishment.
 
-
Hinata walked out of the gym and grinned apologetically at the other five members of the team. “I’m sorry guys. I didn’t mean to delay practice.
 
“Kankuro waved as if shooing a fly. “Nah. Don’t worry were good, we were on brake anyway.”
 
Shikamaru shrugged “Coach is gonna be late coming back any way. He says fifteen minute brake and it last for and hour and a half. He’s troublesome, wasting my time.”
 
“Besides with all that you’ve done for or team were not going to go and bitch about a few minutes of practice. Besides you’re a member of the team too.”  Another boy chimed in.
 
They all agreed, Hinata was another member of the team in their eyes. She was at every game, every pep rally and funded the team so that the players never had to worry about any financial problems. Uniforms, supplies and other things weren’t an issue. Hinata had even brought the team their own coach bus with custom paint job done. The best thing was that the Head of the Hyuga family did not object at all seeing it as one hell of a tax write off.
 
After Hinata left the building Kankuro directed every one into the gym. Every one froze at the sight before them. It was simply unbelievable.  Kankuro’s body shook with the intensity of the things he just had witnessed.
 
He was on time. Kakashi was sitting on the bleachers, waiting for the team to come back from their break.
 
Kankuro looked from the bleachers to the court. The brown haired boy’s eyes were wide and he couldn’t tare them away from the court. Garra, Flawless Garra. Garra, who when on the court moved with godlike grace and agility and made every shot was at the free throw line throwing ball after ball at the hoop.
 
 
 
 
 
Not one shot made it in.
 
End Chapter 3