The First Born

A/N: I'd like to apologize before hand that there will be a tad bit of OOC in this fic. But to go with the plot I've created, Hinata had to make a tough choice. All will be revealed in time. I'm not sure on the ending pairing just yet.Also I've only watched the series once so if I make any mistakes on wording or spelling please correct me. Thanks!

Also this story was inspired partly from a fic I recently read. "Desparation by Jelp", so my hat off to the author. I like that story and am anxiously awaiting updates.


Warnings: This chapter contains Non-con, language and sexual content.


Chapter One


She was a welcomed guest amongst the hordes of well-wishers and party goers. No one noticed the sorrowful expression that remained on her pale features. The couple of the day was standing twenty feet away, unaware of her thoughts. If anyone at the celebration could have read into her rampant thoughts, they might have called her insane.


The air was too hot and humid for her liking. Being amongst the throng of people wasn’t helping the temperature in the cramped building. Everyone had made sure to pack inside to witness the wedding of Uzamaki Naruto and his bride. Even those that had once scorned and hated the young man hadn’t missed out on this occasion.


Hinata did her best not to fidget but her nerves were anything but calm for many reasons. Hurt kept her from smiling and wanting to wish them the best. Feelings were something she couldn’t easily turn off or forget. It was those very feelings for the new Hokage that gave her the strength to appear before the couple this evening.


Three years ago the fight against the Akatsuki had ended. All of its members had been killed or defeated leaving only one unresolved issue; Uchiha Sasuke. There were rumors of the man forming a force for unknown reasons. The last few months had been peaceful for Konoha and for Suna. Other alliances were in the process of forming due to Naruto’s influence.


Hinata knew that things weren’t as they seemed. Once her biggest concern had been improving herself to justify herself in her father’s eyes and to win the affection of her Naruto-kun. At the age of twenty, life was proving that there was more to worry about.


Upon things returning to as normal as they could be with the losses from the war she’d gone back to her life as a kunoichi. She’d accepted that she’d never be placed as the heir to her clan, nor would she win the love of Naruto. As much as she tried to gain his affection and notice, his eyes had always been for one female. Long nights of crying and wishing had forced her to realize that things were better this way. After all Sakura-chan seemed to love him as much as she did.


Knowing that she needed a new purpose in life she’d fallen under a new sensei. Satsu-baba had come to her one evening with the request of being her sensei. The old lady had served her clan for decades and she’d sought Hinata out. Feeling like the training would help make her stronger and better, she’d readily agreed. During times between missions Hinata had gone to the woman and done her best. Two years she’d been with them and had found another family.


It was at Satsu-baba’s request that she had come this evening but not to witness the man she loved wed another. Her target was directly in front of her, unaware of what the future held. It was for the future of her friends and her village that she let her mind shut down. She had no reason to doubt what they’d learned and she’d do what she could to help.


Her fingers clenched until her cuticles turned white from loss of blood. What she was about to do went against everything she believed in but there was no other way. Hachi, her sensei’s grandson and her friend, had suggested a few other alternatives but all of those had left a sour taste in her mouth. Could she try to save their future by hurting those she loved? Satsu had suggested this method and it was the only one she could live with. When it was over many would hate her, most would never forgive her and a few would try to kill her.


This time she wouldn’t be the weak one, she’d do what was needed even if others didn’t understand. Would they even believe the ramblings of an old woman? No, this was the only way to ensure the worst wouldn’t happen. Looking upon the smiling couple as they repeated their vows, she knew she did this for them.




Gaara ran a finger along the rim of the empty glass in silent dismay. No one seemed to notice his sullen mood or that he was growing aggravated. The wedding had been beautiful and had been a touching scene. It was apparent that Naruto-kun was fairly loved by his people. Those not standing around drinking were up trying to score points with the new Hokage.


If not for his long standing relationship with the couple he wouldn’t have attended the affair. His two siblings had been desperate to come. He knew his sister’s urgency had something to do with a certain shadow nin. Konkuro on the other hand was across the way speaking to a couple females. Everyone was enjoying themselves and he was ready to call it a night.


The light music was giving him a headache and he was tired. He was tempted to indulge in the sake at this rate, if only to escape the penetrating eyes of the blonde watching him and making him uncomfortable. He couldn’t recall the girl’s name at this point in time but knew she was a close friend of the couple. The girl was very beautiful and well formed but he wasn’t interesting in starting another relationship.


He was still trying to figure out the one he currently had going with Matsuri. He’d been lonely and looking for company which led him to a sexual encounter with the female guard. There was no doubt in his mind that she entertained the concept of love when it came to him. He also had no doubt that the foreign emotion didn’t rest in his own heart.


One could say that he cared greatly for his siblings and his people. What he’d yet to experience was the emotion that he caught reflecting out of the Hokage’s wide blue eyes. It was difficult to comprehend the feelings that caused the blissful look of contentment his best friend wore. How could one person make the man experience such joy?


Naruto had once told him that he deserved to be happy. Gaara was content with his life as Kazekage but he knew there was more. His one wish was still to be truly needed by one person. Unlike his brother who appeared to be needed by several females this evening.


“Gaara-kun?”


The soft and timid voice called his attention to his right. Standing next to an empty chair was a slender brunette that he knew vaguely. He’d been in her company on several occasions and knew that she was a dear friend of the Hokage’s. “Hinata-chan.”


“Hai, can I?” Hinata didn’t have to fake the blush that crept into her cheeks as the man nodded absently at her request to take a seat next to him. She was thankful that getting to him had been so easy. His family had taken to finding other company. Except for a few guards that lingered nearby he was alone.


He didn’t have a problem with her joining him for the moment. If she was still the same he doubted she’d bore him with idle chatter. The girl was dressed simple and looked cute with her hair placed up with a clip. Unlike the blonde that was still watching him, that one was dressed to find a partner.


“I brought you this Gaara-kun,” she felt her insides twist in a knot as he eyed the small cup in her palm. She had one of her own but needed him to accept her offering. She bowed her head feeling rather foolish at the offer. “It’s tea with a few things for flavor. I noticed that you weren’t drinking sake also and thought you’d like some.”


“I see,” it was true. He had been waiting for over thirty minutes for someone to notice he was empty. There was a bottle of sake on the table but he didn’t want to touch it. Right now he’d welcome something to quench his thirst. The girl was blushing as he reached for the refreshment. He knew she was a close and trusted friend of the others so had no qualms about sharing tea with her. “Thank you.”


“Hai!” She was relieved that he took it without questioning her motives. Her fingers fidgeted with the edges of her own cup, the tea forgotten. “Everyone seems to be having a good time.”


“They do,” he took a sip of the tea and had to admit that it was fairly good. The temperature was just right and he took another swallow. If he didn’t know better he’d try to accuse the girl of spying on him. It was hard to get tea to the right sweetness and this was about perfect. He assumed her tastes were close to his own. They were probably the only two in the entire room that wasn’t indulging in some kind of alcohol.


Hinata sipped hers and looked out across the floor. Naruto was talking to Lee while wrapping a possessive arm around Sakura’s waist. Everyone knew that the other male hadn’t gotten over his infatuation with the bride. What drew Hinata’s attention was the blonde sitting at a nearby table. If she had any doubts about her mission they were dissolving quickly.


There was no mistaking the way Ino was watching the Kazekage. If she failed in her mission then the future would be lost. The blonde was eyeing the redhead like he was a bag of chips. She was sure it was the same look Naruto got when he was about to eat ramen.


Gaara ignored the obvious looks being sent his way and finished off the beverage. Another few minutes and he’d make his excuses and head to bed. No one would notice his departure. If he knew his friend then the bride would soon be dragged from the room.


Hinata placed the cup down upon the table knowing that things were going according to plan. Sweat was beginning to form above the kazekage’s lip. “If you’ll excuse me, I think I’ll congratulate them before I retire.”


He didn’t bother to reply or acknowledge that she was leaving. Instead he took her cue and stood up. What he needed was a shower then some rest. The heat here was so humid and sticky, he felt suffocated. There were too many people in such a small area.


No one stopped him from exiting the doors. Nor was there a single soul in the long hallway taking him away from the celebration. His room was on the top floor of the building. As long as they didn’t stick him near the newlyweds for the evening he hadn’t cared. The last thing he wanted to do was listen to the pair consummating their union.


Hachi narrowed his eyes as the kazekage entered the room but failed to notice his presence. He wasn’t the best at stealth so he could only assume that the concoction was working as it was meant to. As if trying to reassure his nerves the redhead released a small yawn before entering the connecting bathroom.


This had to go without a flaw or they’d be in over their heads. Where the hell was that girl? Soon the guards would realize that the man had returned to his rooms. The last thing they needed was to deal with guards before they completed the task. His part was almost over; the rest was up to Hinata.


Sweeping a stray strand of pale hair, he listened for the sound of his partner. In his mind it’d be a lot easier just to kill one of them. It’d be foolish to kill the sand wielder but what was the problem with killing the blonde? He couldn’t stand it when a female held more appeal than him. His tall but slim form was very delicate to the eye. Most could detect his sexuality in once glance. He couldn’t help it if he was prettier than most females.


His position shifted from standing in the corner to moving towards the large bed. The sound of water came from the other room. He could only imagine how the kazekage was feeling now. The old hag was a pain in the ass but knew what she was doing.


Adrenaline had him jumping back as someone suddenly opened the door. Just as fast as it opened it was closing leaving only him to stare up at the female. He scoffed seeing her quickly scan the room for the occupants. “Think you could be any slower?”


“Sorry Hachi-kun, is he in there?” Hinata could hear the water running but hadn’t been able to follow him back as she’d originally planned. On the way out Lee-kun had stopped to speak to her. Then Kiba-kun had felt the need to question why she was leaving so soon.


A loud thump had them both pausing. Hachi sighed at the stupidity of family. It wouldn’t do them any good if the man was unable to perform. Seeing that the girl wasn’t about to move he walked over to the closed door. He highly doubted that the man was aware of their presence. From the stories he’d heard the man wouldn’t ignore them but would demand their removal even if by force.


Cracking the door an inch he wasn’t shocked to see the redhead slumped over in the corner of the stall. The water was coming down in a steady stream, beating the unconscious male. The old hag said he might sleep for a bit before the full effects began.


“Is he okay?” Hinata turned her head noticing that kazekage was very naked. She’d known before accepting this that she’d have to see him bare. But knowing it and actually seeing him was a big difference. In order to help the others she’d have to do more than look at him within the next hour.


“Good, he’s out of it for a few. This is better than trying to catch him off guard. Don’t just stand there like a lump. We need to get him restrained before he wakes up. Even I’m not sure if I can penetrate that defense he’s so fond of.” Hachi wanted to laugh at how red her face was turning. It was just a naked male. A very cute and sexy male that was very nicely put together that he wouldn’t mind touching himself and he was being bad again. It was just a real shame that he didn’t have the necessary means of doing this.


“Hai,” she tried not to think about what she was almost touching. Not wanting to tarry she quickly blocked off the main chakra points. The last thing she wanted was him deciding to fight back. Satsu-baba had promised her that once they were set up the man wouldn’t show any type of refusal. Hinata wasn’t so sure how the redhead would react once he regained consciousness.


“Move and I’ll get him ready.” Hachi wasn’t sure if the girl would be able to go through with it. He’d warned the old baka that she was too timid. Killing was so much easier in his opinion. “Do I need to remind you what is at stake?”

No, she knew exactly what would happen if she failed. The happiness she’d witnessed on Naruto-kun’s face would one day be destroyed. That in mind she followed him into the bedroom, determined to see this through.


Heat rushed to her cheeks hearing her target begin to moan. Arms thrashed as Hachi made an attempt to tie them down using chakra enforced ropes. Knowing that time was trickling away she reached for her own garments. With luck she’d be done and gone before anyone thought to check up on him.


“Stop blushing and finish undressing, he’s about to come to.” He pitied the man at the moment. From the intense heat coming from his body the drug was kicking in. The fool shouldn’t be so trusting, he was worse than their hokage.


Gaara groaned hearing the voices coming from a far off place. He was sure he was no longer in the shower but comfortable in bed. Comfortable was far from the correct word. The surface beneath him was soft and pliant but an unbearable heat was surging through his veins. It had started while he’d rinsed off the soap and touched his bare skin. Even turning the temperature down hadn’t helped with the flushed feeling. Add that on the sudden impact of weariness and he’d felt overwhelmed. Had he passed out?


“He’s ready,” the pale head shook in pity. “I’ll leave this to you. When you have finished, I’ll be waiting for you on the roof. Don’t take too long and make sure no one sees you.”


Hinata nodded in understanding as the strange male left quietly. She was suddenly alone with the male she’d just made a friendly overture towards. How would he react knowing what she’d done? Foggy dark eyes were watching her in confusion.


Huh? Gaara blinked rapidly, trying to remove the image. The dark hair flowed around the girl, cloaking half of her nudity from view. What was wrong with him? It was the same one that had been sitting with him. His mind felt like mush and was responding just as fast. What was her name again? Why did he feel the need to hit something? Tension was mounting all over his person and he wanted to scream in a fit. What the hell was in his mouth and why couldn’t he move his arms?


She saw the rage enter his eyes as the pale arm tried yanking on the bindings. At this rate she was sure he wouldn’t be responsive to her attempts. This wasn’t how she’d imagined her first time being but if she didn’t…. she didn’t want to think about it.


He had to be dreaming, why else was she walking towards him? Although he couldn’t move his arms or make much noise pass the solid material, he could see every move she made. His body was more than aware of its predicament. The female wasn’t as nice as others he’d seen but she was filled out. The form was rather small but if he could remember correctly she wasn’t a tall female.


This was wrong even in her state of mind but that didn’t keep her from moving towards the captured male. Her own body was feeling the affects of the medication she’d taken hours ago. Satsu-baba wanted to make sure the first attempt was a success because they probably wouldn’t get another.


He was in hell! The pain was unlike anything he’d experienced before. Every nerve came to life when the girl placed a hand upon his chest. Blood rushed to a forbidden region of his anatomy. What was wrong with him? He suddenly woke to find himself bound to the bed and this girl was clearly not innocent.


Fear had her pausing at her exploration. The cold look in his eyes was almost enough for her to rush from the room. Without a doubt she knew he wasn’t happy with his predicament. She had to be quick about this or she’d cower. ‘Just do what I was told.’


Ignoring the murderous glare being sent towards her head, she came to kneel over him. Both legs were straddling his thighs, almost scorching her flesh. The heat radiating from him was astounding and she wondered how he was faring. There was no way he wasn’t feeling flushed and drained with his body reacting in such a manner.


He finally closed his eyes feeling a dainty hand wrap around his erection. Just the small touch had his hips jerking and wanting to buck into the palm. Matsuri had pleasured him countless times but never had it caused this reaction. His member was throbbing with need to the point he wanted to demand that she take care of it.


It wasn’t like anything she’d imagined but that didn’t help the unease that was threatening to consume her. Chanting the directions she’d been given, she pulled her lower half closer to the device she was holding. Knowing what was expected and doing it had her second guessing her decision.


The girl was killing him! Normal stimulation shouldn’t have this effect on him. The brushing of her sex along his had him on the verge of release. She wasn’t even paying attention to anything but the task at hand. A hiss of pleasure managed to escape despite his protest. Slick heat was rubbing against the tip of his erection.


It was working! Hinata knew it was time when her body responded to the motion. It wasn’t the crude way Hachi had described but moisture was pooling to her center. It had to be enough because she could already hear the guards positioning themselves outside the door.


Using one hand to support her weight, her body was positioned to put him at her entrance. It wasn’t Naruto-kun beneath her but a dear friend to the man she loved and adored. With an intake of breath, she pushed herself down.


There was no mistaking the grunt of pain from them both. Gaara clenched his fists as the virginal walls clamped around him bringing him exquisite agony. She’d sheathed more than half of his girth and his body about spent itself. With a jerky movement the girl lifted and impaled herself fully upon his throbbing length.


It wasn’t as bad as she’d feared; only slightly painful. The intense pressure of being filled had her wanting to move. Her captive released a pitiful noise resembling a dying animal as she started to rock above him. A throbbing sensation caressed the inside of her sex and his hips jerked underneath her.


White searing pleasure and his heart almost stopping as the girl processed to ride him in earnest. The orgasm wasn’t enough to ebb off the intense heat of his groin. Even as the last wave of pleasure faded, his body focused on the feel of the warm passage enclosing around him.


It was strange but pleasant at the same time. Hinata closed her eyes and tried to keep the pace going. Guild nipped at her emotions as the man whimpered and tried to move. Without warning his hips left the mattress making the next descent painful. Without thinking her voice came out in a harsh cry laced with pain and pleasure. There was no stopping him from lifting up to force more of the girth inside her body. Tension was mounting in her secret place that had her crashing down to meet him.


It was too much for him to ignore. His body wasn’t about to let him care that it was against his will. The very idea of her coming in uninvited and tying him down didn’t matter. All coherent thought left upon hearing the deep throaty moans echoing in his ears. Only minutes after his first orgasm her walls clamped around him; her voice crying out as she found her release. It was enough to break the damn that had been building and
he found release for the second time.


“Oh,” her body was alive with pleasure. Her center was no longer aching but now over-sensitive. Satsu-baba had said she’d probably enjoy it while having the herbs in her system and now she knew she’d doubted the old woman for nothing.


Gaara wanted to curse as the girl refused to move. His cock was still hard and she was just sitting there. Nails dug into his chest but that didn’t phase his attempts. Using his feet he pushed himself up, trying to brush along the soaked muscles.


“Kazekage-sama!” The sudden cry filled the room forcing the occupants to pause. Hinata spun to see a brunette with shoulder length hair standing in the doorway. The other female was wearing the normal attire for one of his guards. Gaara wasn’t sure if he wanted to scream for help or swear at the interruption.


“You’ll die!” Matsuri saw red as the female rolled away from Gaara. There was no denying the state of undress or that her lover’s cock was erect and wet. Denial and anger consumed her at the betrayal. She couldn’t believe he’d willingly betray her. Quickly assessing the situation, she noticed the bonds and red flesh around his wrists.


Hinata debated in those few seconds. Trying to explain wouldn’t work. If she lied then it’d only take him getting that gag out of his mouth before she was condemned. She had a feeling this one wouldn’t listen to her to begin with, the evidence was against her. The kazekage was tied and gagged, not the outlook of a willing partner.


“Guards,” Matsuri screamed at the top of her lungs even as she drew her weapon. The other woman was completely nude and defenseless. She’d kill her for doing this.


Hinata didn’t have time to speak as the guard withdrew a jouhyou. As guilty as she felt there was no way she would get hit with it. If her sensei’s plan worked, she had more than herself to worry about now. The weapon was easily dodged but she couldn’t let her guard down.


She missed! Matsuri charged again leaping over the bound kazekage in the process. It gave her hope knowing she wasn’t alone as three guards entered through the door. “Cease her; she’s attacked Kazekage-sama.”


Things just took a turn for the worse! Being naked in front of so many strangers was now the least of her problems. Hinata knew true panic as the sound of rushing feet echoed down the hall and into the room. At this rate they’d alert the entire building. “Step aside.”


Hinata moved to stop the small projectile weapon from striking. Whoever this guard was, the woman was clearly aiming for vital points. This had to end or she’d have more than just an angry female on her hands. Regretting the action already she dodged the next attack and made her move.


Less than a second went by after she lashed out with her jouhyou. Matsuri blinked and the pain erupted in her chest. Air rushed by her and the floor broke her fall.


There, one down and more to go! Hinata forgot about her modesty as another three sand guards came into the room. Two ran towards the bed, the other four charged in her direction. Another projected weapon went by her left shoulder, embedding itself into the wall. Why did this have to be so difficult?


“Stop her, she’s getting away!”


Damn! Her feet hit the cold tile of the hallway and proceeded to enter her heart. Running towards her was more than a dozen guards, Kiba-kun and a half-dressed Naruto-kun. Heat flared in her cheeks but instinct took over. Her dilemma worsened as shouts came from the vacated room.


“Stop her she tried to kill the Kazekage.”


“Hinata-chan,” Kiba was sure his blood ran cold hearing those words. The stunning woman before him was one he’d recognize anywhere.


“Sorry,” the remorse in her voice was real. She spun on her heels and in the other direction. Screaming males demanded that she stop and come back. Fear and the truth kept her moving forward towards the stairs. She had to reach the roof or all would be lost.


“Halt, don’t you move another inch.” Konkuro ended his own progress as he came face to face with the fleeing female. If she insisted on running he’d have no choice but to harm her. The sounds of the others catching up penetrated his anger. Was it true? Had this girl attacked his brother?


“Forgive me,” she whispered the plea and his eyes widened in confusion. She gave him no time to ponder what she was about to do. He was unarmed but stood in her path to freedom. Her palm took him across the chest, aiming for the left lung. With a deafening crash the large male slammed into the wall. The force was only enough to stop him but she knew he wouldn’t be getting up to follow.


It was time to grow scared sensing the familiar chakra of Kiba-kun right behind her. There was no way she’d make it before he caught up to her. A flash of pink outside the nearby window was all that she needed to see. Another ten seconds and Kiba would be next to her.


With an intake of breath she used her arms to shield her face. The shattering of glass was still clanging as her feet cleared the window. Air rushed by her, her hair flowing like streams of darkness.


“Baka,” Hachi had to give it to her, the girl knew how to make an exit. He didn’t have time to laugh as she landed in a heap next to him. The large pink fan barely swayed from the sudden weight. “Leave it to you to cause a scene. Are you okay?”


“Hai,” she was for now. Thankfully the strange man thought her important enough to catch. Hinata shivered from the cold breeze until the voice made her glance up.


“Hinata-chan,” Kiba swatted at the other male hanging out of the window beside him. Naruto was too shocked to call out to the escaping girl. What was going on? As long as he’d waited to catch a peak of his former teammate nude his heart was suddenly panicking at the dismal look upon her face.


“Hold on,” Hachi didn’t wait for the pleas to touch the girl’s subconscious. With a flick of his wrist, the fan took them further away from the building. Within minutes word will have spread and things were about to change. This was his grandmother’s will; he and Hinata were nothing than pawns. Still both of them had agreed for their own reasons. They had no choice but to see it through until the end.


Next Chapter: In hiding and Gaara tries to understand her reasoning....