A True Love Never Dies

Alright, the actual chapter I wanted to post! YAY! I also realized that I only had two chapters to begin with before adding my third and I didn’t even notice when I added it again. Blah. Well, now it’s all good! ‘Tis a new chappie!! =P

Oh man, it's certainly been awhile, huh? Now that I'm done my final projects, all I have now are...*groans* EXAMS!! Man...well, it's getting closer to the summer break, so I'll definitely have more time to write. I'm sorry to keep y'all waiting!

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Naruto and Hinata sat across the Hokage in her office. The office stunk of ink and sake since Tsunade had taken up residence in there, eradicating the “old-man smell”, as Naruto had dubbed it, when the Third was still alive.

“Your mission is quite simple,” said Tsunade, briefing them over on their mission. “Escort a young lady back home to Sunagakure. This is a B-class mission, so don’t screw it up.” Tsunade dug into her desk, pulled out a scroll and tossed it to them, only to be clumsily caught by Naruto. “All the details you need to know are inside that scroll. You leave early tomorrow morning. I’ll meet you both at the gates with the girl at 5 AM. Now, get out.”

Naruto and Hinata quickly scurried out of the room and decided to talk about the mission while on the way to Ichiraku’s. Naruto opened the scroll gently, knowing that his calloused and large hands could rip the delicate scroll to shreds.

“Hmm…it says that there are bandits after her who had witnessed a murder they committed a few miles north of here and came here seeking refuge.”

Hinata became saddened after hearing why the girl was in danger. “Poor child. Does it say who the bandits had killed?”

“Uhh…” Naruto quickly scanned the scroll. “Aha! Her older brother was the victim, so she’s orphaned. Her parents died when she was just a baby. We’re supposed to take her to the Kazekage and he’ll make the arrangements for her for places to sleep and stuff.”

“Well, it’s nice to know that she’s in Gaara’s competent hands once we return her to her village.” Naruto agreed. Gaara had changed so much over the years. There were the few people in the country that were still afraid of him, but most believed him to be kind, almost affectionate, towards the children. The only time Gaara became “scary” was when dealing with enemy shinobi.

Once they reached Ichiraku’s, Naruto plopped down and ordered some BBQ pork ramen while Hinata ordered their new low-in-fat ramen.

“So…” Naruto drawled. “It’s just the two of us on this mission…”

“Yes, I s-suppose,” Hinata quietly replied.

‘That’ll give me plenty of time to straighten more things out with her.’

Naruto slurped up his ramen and ordered another bowl while Hinata was delicately picking at hers. She was lost in her own little world, particularly her dream world.

“Hey Hinata!” Naruto called. He noticed that she’d been spacing out a lot during their little dinner date at the ramen stand. Naruto waved a hand in front of her face. “Anybody home? Where are you?”

Hinata snapped out of her thoughts. “Oh! Sorry, Naruto. I was just thinking about that girl…the poor dear must be afraid of being so alone.”

“Well, like you said, Gaara will take care of her. Right now, I bet Granny Tsunade’s giving her the queen treatment while she’s here!” Naruto assured her, backing up his statement with his grin. Something about that stupid grin made Hinata calm down, like the rainbow after the rain.

“Oh!” Hinata just noticed the sun’s location. It was still out, but it’s dipping down behind the buildings of the village. “I should go home. I need to pack. I’ll see you tomorrow!” Hinata pulled out her money to pay for her meal.

“Hey, wait.” Naruto pulled out his own money. “I’ll pay for your ramen, Hinata.”

Another pink tint made its appearance on Hinata’s cheeks. “No, that’s okay. I can pay for it myself.”

“No, I got it,” Naruto insisted. “Besides, what kind of a gentleman would I be if I let a lady pay for her meal?” Naruto slapped down the money for his meal and Hinata’s (which counts as 14 bowls for him and 2 for Hinata).

“Really Naruto? You’re a gentleman?” teased the shopkeeper. “I remember you sticking the bill on that Haruno girl one time, and you sure were hungry…”

“Hey, I paid her back!” retorted Naruto. A red stain appeared on Naruto’s face after his remark.

“Well, uh,” stammered Naruto, doing his best to save face while Teuchi was smirking behind the counter, “I’ll, uh, see you tomorrow morning.”

“Thank you Naruto,” thanked Hinata. With a smile and a wave, they both went their separate ways.

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Hinata arrived home to see her grumbling father. He didn’t like it when she stayed out late. She was to be the head of the clan someday, and she had to show the utmost propriety. She had to act like the best, because she had the blood of the best.

“Where were you all this time?” Hiashi growled.

“Out, Father,” replied Hinata curtly.

“I saw you with that boy, Naruto. Don’t be seen with him again,” he snarled.

“Well, you don’t have control over me, so I shall do what I please,” Hinata said. Hiashi was about to string his next words together when his voice died. Hinata was showing more and more confidence these last few years. He had to take a minute to admire that she finally acquired a backbone. A small smirk made its way onto Hiashi’s face.

“Besides,” continued Hinata, kicking off her shoes in the process, “we have a mission starting tomorrow and we are team mates.”

Hinata strode past him with the stride a Hyuuga should have, something Hiashi had also noticed. He smiled. His little girl was finally growing up into the perfect Hyuuga that he’s always wanted; someone with a backbone who will light the way to success for the clan. Looking behind him, he watched her disappear up the stairs to her bedroom to pack for the mission.

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Hinata eased the door closed and let out the breath she never knew she was holding until now. It took a lot from her to put on that act and keep it up for a few years now. She knew her father expected a lot from her; the man had expected a lot of traits that just weren’t part of her. All this frustration of being emotionally hurt and silenced got to her and it was just too much to handle. She slowly let it out by being defiant and rebellious.

She began to pack by pulling out a small backpack. Though it was small, she could fit most of her things inside, especially the essentials. Clothes, soap, dried rations, underwear and extra weapons were the essentials, especially when it came to an escort mission like this. They would most likely be bombarded by bandits who will try to cover up their crime by killing the poor girl. Most likely, they’ll have to stay in inconspicuous places. Those bandits would never think that they’d sleep outside in the forest.

Packing her things, she put them near the door. She supposed that she’ll just get up, get ready and pick up the bag on her way out. She walked towards the window and looked up at the starry sky.

“Are you looking at the stars like I am now, Naruto?”

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Naruto was happily walking along the Konoha streets, on the way to his favourite establishment: the Ichiraku Ramen Stand. He had a coupon for one free meal and he intended to eat up for his upcoming mission. He needed all the strength he could get and he definitely needed ramen.

Something inside of him made him look up at the starry sky that night. He wasn’t sure what it was, and the Kyuubi wasn’t any help either, but he was drawn to do it, like someone was calling out for him.

“Hey, Naruto! How’s our best customer!?” Naruto turned his head towards the source of the voice and it was Ayame calling out to him with her father right behind her, making tasty ramen for all to enjoy.

“Hey Ayame!” Naruto called back. He hastily made his way down the rest of the street and plopped into an empty stool.

Naruto promptly threw down his coupon. “I got a mission in the morning and I gotta eat up!” Naruto exclaimed with a grin.

“You got it!” answered Ayame, ordering her father to cook the meat while she made the noodles. In a flash, Naruto’s meal was in front of him, steaming hot and it smelled so delicious.

“We’ve given you extra meat so you can build your big muscles, Mr. Ninja,” Ayame teased, giving him a salute. Naruto shot her a dirty look, but thanked her for his meal and happily began to eat.

“Naruto, don’t you ever eat anything else other than ramen?” asked a voice. Naruto turned around in mid-bite, staring at the familiar man. “You know, ninjas can’t survive on ramen alone. They need other vitamins and minerals too. That’s why they eat vegetables. Why don’t you eat some of the green stuff?”

“Shut up, Kakashi-sensei,” muttered Naruto. Kakashi sat down next to Naruto with his nose in his ever-present book. “If you can stop reading those books, then I’ll start eating the ‘green stuff’. But until then, I will continue my diet the way I want to continue it.”

Kakashi sighed. It was disappointing to see his student eat like this. The boy was going to die of gluttony sooner then a kunai to the heart. At least Sasuke died for a personal mission. It was surprising that Sakura didn’t die of a broken heart, though she has proven time and time again that she was a tough kunoichi whose strength sometimes surpasses everyone else’s.

“So, I hear you have a mission in the morning,” Kakashi drawled, trying to make idle chit chat with his former student.

“Yeah,” Naruto said after he finished slurping the broth up. “I’m paired with Hinata for this.”

“Is that so?” Kakashi tried hard to control his laughter. The boy could be so thick-headed sometimes. He still didn’t get the implications of them being together for this mission. It was practically the gods’ way of subtly telling the boy how much that girl loved him, almost like they were screaming, “Notice her! Notice her and love her!”

As the evening sun set, Kakashi decided to take off. “I’ll see you later Naruto. Say hello to Hinata for me.” Before Naruto had a chance to respond, he disappeared into a plume of smoke.

“Well, I gotta go too. I gotta rest up for my mission. G’night Ayame, Old Man!” called Naruto.

“Good night, Naruto!” Ayame answered.

“I’m not old Naruto!” shouted Teuchi.

Naruto sped off, grinning all the way until he got home. He certainly lived crappier than Hinata did. His little apartment was a huge difference to the Hyuuga compound. He didn’t have people to run around, picking up after him, and he certainly didn’t have the money for anything better than his current living space right now. Like many other ninjas, they had to rely on missions for income and it was hard for a guy like him. There were more missions for assassinations or feudal lord escorts, which required a jonin at the very least, than there were missions to wash some old hag’s clothes. This one mission to escort an orphan girl home had more money attached to it than any other mission he had, even if the pay had to be split with someone else.

Once Naruto got home, he went straight to the bedroom. He pulled off his forehead protector and dumped it onto his nightstand. From there, he proceeded to pack his essentials for the mission: ramen, clothes, ramen, soap, ramen, clean underwear, ramen, shuriken…

Pausing in his packing, Naruto looked out the window and up at the sky again. Something was calling for him, beckoning for him, and he didn’t know what. A shooting star flashed by, pointing in the direction of the Hyuuga compound.

‘God, why is everything pointing to her? What is she to me? Before, I thought she was just my friend. Now…’

‘It’s hard, isn’t it boy? I suppose that it’d be hard for you seeing that you’re pretty thick in the head.’

“Hey, shut up! Why don’t you tell me the answer then?”

His outburst echoed throughout the empty room.

‘Think about it. Your connection to her, this empty room, something pushing you to her…think, boy.’

“Gaah!!” Naruto screamed, clutching his head. The Kyuubi’s mystifying words made his head hurt a lot. “Why can’t you give me a straight answer!? I swear, you’re no better than Kakashi-sensei, always sidestepping the question.”

Naruto turned off the lights and laid back onto his bed. He stared up into the ceiling, breaking away from reality and letting his thoughts roam free. His mind always comes back to Hinata, and it has been doing that a lot lately.

‘What’s so special about Hinata? Why do I think about her so much?’

Naruto could feel the cold seep into his skin. He turned onto his side, trying to fight away the loneliness that was trying to swallow him up in its depressing abyss. It’s been trying to do that since his childhood, and now that he had some friends, it made the inner war seem less painful. Slipping under the covers, Naruto let the warmth wash over his being and drifted off into dreamland.

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Naruto dreamt through the Fourth’s eyes again. This time, it was a more intimate moment. He and Hikari were making love.

He was on top of her, kissing her. He had her writhing underneath him in pleasure, sighing or softly moaning into his mouth. Her lips were so soft, almost like flower petals. He was afraid of bruising those petals so he pulled back.

When he pulled his head back, he realized that it wasn’t the Fourth and Hikari, it was himself and Hinata!

“Naruto, is something wrong?”

Her opalescent eyes glittered due to the reflection of the moonlight. Naruto took the moment to study the body before him. She looked like a goddess of the moon, with dark, flowing tresses, milky skin and perfect figure. All of her ninja training had done well for her.

Naruto trailed his eyes back up to her face and shook his head dumbly before swooping back down to claim her silky pink lips again. Another soft moan rumbled in her throat, softly begging for more.

He kissed back down to the soft flesh of her neck again, breathing in her apple blossom scent. His hands massaged her soft globes, making her whimper and squirm in pleasure.

“Naruto…” she breathlessly whimpered, “I…I love you!”

Naruto began to suck on her sweet flesh until he left a red mark. Then he proceeded to lick it as if his saliva had a healing ability and moved on with his ministrations.

He had an urge to hear more of those delicious moans and breathy sighs from her. He needed to hear them; he needed her.

Hinata arched against him and they both felt more skin to skin contact. More sweet sighs escaped those soft, swollen lips. He could feel a low rumble in her lower womb; a pressure that he formed within her. It begged to be released, and apparently, she begged for it too.

Naruto traced a delicate pattern over her equally delicate skin. He didn’t want to bruise her, for he would be blamed for inflicting injuries on her. She came from a noble clan and she deserved his respect; the only way to show that is to make sweet, exquisite and pure love to her.

His hungry mouth led him to the twin peaks of perfection that was her chest. They weren’t too big and they weren’t too small; they were just perfect. As his hungry mouth latched onto one pink pebble of her breast, his hand gently massaged and rubbed the other breast while his free arm wrapped around her, bringing her closer to him.

Hinata’s back arched, pushing more of her sweet flesh into his face. She was so overwhelmed with the pleasure she was receiving; so lost within the depths of pure, carnal bliss. Knowing that they loved each other was more than enough; showing how much they loved each other was sending her to heights she had never experienced before.

Though Naruto was the one to give the pleasure, he certainly enjoyed it too. He loved knowing that every moan and sigh and any other sound that escaped her lips were for him. He loved knowing how much he had an effect on her, and he loved to see her in such great pleasure.

He switched from one peak to another, doing the same thing he did before. Her neglected breast sprung to full attention once his tongue reached her peak. Shortly after switching, Naruto shifted slightly, but Hinata was drowned in complete pleasure. Naruto used his new posture to gently rub his desire onto the wet patch of her panties.

She immediately bucked her hips, making him grind against her even more. The sensations were too much: the feel of his tongue swirling around her peak, his hand massaging her breast and his manhood at her womanhood with nothing but two scraps of fabric between them; one being her saturated panties and the other being his slightly damp, black boxers.

Hinata didn’t have to spread her legs too wide; she still had propriety values of her clan to uphold. Naruto’s waist was thin enough to fit but he was still quite large. His muscles were lean and sinewy and his abs were well defined. His azure-blue eyes had the twinkle of love for her, and he wanted to show her exactly how much he loved her. He was the perfect vision of manliness.

At least, he was to her.

Naruto’s thoughts ran along the lines of Hinata’s. She was the flawless notion of what a woman should be. Her eyes were luminescent pearls that gleamed in the night, and when that was coupled with her creamy, milky skin, perfect figure and her indescribable beauty, inside and out, she was the human form of a goddess; possibly more divine than a goddess.

“N-Naruto,” she whimpered, desperate to drive over the edge. It felt so good that the pressure increased ten fold, and it began to hurt a little.

“Shh,” he gently told her, “it’s alright. Hold on to me, hold on tight.”

He pushed his length against her as far as it could go with the restriction of their underwear, and it served to make him slightly crazed. This is what he was doing to her; he was driving her wild! She begged for him and he wanted to give into her. Part of him needed this; he needed someone to love and someone to love him back, but part of him wanted to stop. This is Hinata, heir to the Hyuuga clan. Who was he to defile her and ruin her good name? She deserved someone better, someone without such a burden on their shoulders. She needed a man, not some lonely little boy.

Naruto felt a slight bump in her panties and deduced that it was the little pleasure button that would surely send her into the cliffs of utter euphoria. Hinata responded by thrashing wildly and hooking her legs over his hips to keep him closer to her and drive him closer to her. In a split-second, she felt like she was floating on water, then on the clouds and air itself. She felt like she was flying.

She was brought back to reality as a bright light blinded her and pleasure rippled throughout her body. As she came back down from her orgasmic high, she could faintly hear the shuffling of blankets and feel something gliding over her skin. Naruto had fully undressed them both and they were now equally naked.

Naruto had enough of simply hearing her and watching her face contort into pure pleasure. He needed to feel what she felt for himself.

“Hinata,” he whispered, trying to catch her attention. She seemed to be at peace with herself and he felt ashamed to disturb her. Lowering himself close to her ear, he whispered, “Forgive me.”

Hinata’s eyes fluttered open for a brief moment before she shut them tight again. Naruto was resting his head on the pillow, but close to the crook of her neck. His right hand was clamped onto her left hip while his other arm propped him up so he wouldn’t crush her. She felt her walls give way to his protruding (or, intruding) length and she felt the stab of pain. Her body trembled for a different reason; never had she felt so much pain.

Naruto knew she was hurting. From what he overheard at the women’s baths, it only hurt a little, but it was vastly increased due to the sensitivity of the area. The pain Hinata felt was probably the equivalent of a little nick on her finger, but it must’ve felt like somebody was hacking her hand off.

As he entered her, Naruto gritted his teeth. He almost hated himself for doing this to her. While he felt nothing but pleasure as her warm, tight and slick walls sucked him into her, she felt pain and he knew it. He wanted nothing more than to be fully encased within her, but he knew he had to stop. He had to stop for her sake.

As he paused, he began to reflect. He and Hinata just shared something that was…beautiful, to say the least. They had practically given each other a part of their souls and they were bound together for all of time. They were one.

Small whimpers escaped those sweet lips but he winced at each one. None of these were for him; none of them were in pleasure. Though she was slick, she wasn’t experienced enough. Pain wracked her body, and it was a very big contrast to the feeling she felt just moments earlier.

“Naruto,” she whispered painfully, “I need time.”

“Take all the time you need, I’ll be right here,” he assured her. He had to wait a little while before he could have his fun; he owed it to her.

He was no more than halfway in and his body begged him to plunge into her. Even the demon inside threatened to take over and rectify the tension himself. Naruto needed a little time too; he had to hold back the Kyuubi before he hurt Hinata.

Slowly, her tight walls relaxed and he was able to move deeper into her without hurting her. Soft, quiet gasps were heard from her and they were the kind of gasps he had heard earlier; the ones in pleasure.

He began to move inside her, not pulling out no more than two centimetres before pushing back into her again. Every time he pushed himself into her, he seemed to push out gasp or a cry. He began to increase the pace, wanting to hear more of those delicious sounds from her. As her inner muscles clamped down on his shaft, his grip on her hip grew tight.

He was pumping into her at a blinding speed, and she began to cry out. She was on the brink of sweet sensations of pleasure, and if she couldn’t find that release, she was sure that she would cease to exist. She was so close…

Naruto could feel how close she was. He wanted to delay her sweet orgasm for a little bit longer, showing her that great things come with patience. He wasn’t that far off, either. He was coming to the point where his own manhood throbbed with pain if it wasn’t relieved. In a final rhythm, he grinded into her as hard as he could before her muscles contracted violently, followed by a strangled cry of pleasure and the sight of her back arched at an impossible angle. Her muscles, her sounds and her love for him was what finally drove him over the edge, but something was wrong.

He felt it; his seed shooting through his length and mixing with her fluids, but something was wrong. Though his body felt the release, he still felt the urge to thrust into her. His libido wasn’t dying down; it was taking over his body.

‘Think again.’

That voice…that sinister voice. That stupid demon was taking over his body! He tried to bite it back and slow his thrusts but his body wouldn’t comply; he was losing control.

‘Now, why won’t you let me out to play? I want to have my fun too. This little one’s quite responsive, and I want to have my fun with her too,’ said the fox slyly.

“Naruto…stop. You’re hurting me,” mumbled Hinata, still coming down from her high. Her inner thighs began to feel sore now, and her insides felt raw.

Naruto was trying his best to hold the demon back and reclaim his body, but the demon proved to be too powerful. Before the Kyuubi took him over completely, he whispered something; a plea.

“Please…Hinata. Forgive me. I couldn’t…I was too weak…”

Hinata was about to reassure him that he did nothing wrong, but the cerulean eyes she came to love as a little girl flashed a deep, demonic red and a vast amount of chakra surged through his body. The chakra began to pinpoint at one location: his manhood.

From there, he started a frantic rhythm and he began to grow bigger, if that was even possible. Thanks to his chakra, he was as hard as iron and he looked like he was going to stay that way for hours.

“Naruto…slow down, please. It hurts…you’re hurting me…Naruto, stop!” she cried desperately. She was raw inside already and if he didn’t stop, she was going to be torn into two. Her small, lithe body was on sensory overload; she couldn’t take anymore.

Naruto chuckled. Wait, that didn’t quite sound like his voice. It sounded like it was layered with something…evil.

“Naruto’s not here…I’m just a hungry demon, and you, my darling, will be my meal.”

Her begs and her pleas fell on deaf ears as the possessed Naruto continued to pound into her. The Kyuubi chuckled, she was quite lovely. If only she obeyed like a good little girl, she might not be so hurt.

‘You sick…demon!’ cried Naruto. He was trapped within his own body, trapped in the darkest recesses of his mind. He was too weak to challenge the Kyuubi. All he could do was watch as the demon fox violate the person he loved most.

“Naruto, please stop…stop! STOP!!!”