Forced Wedding

Visits

They both had their clothes soaked through and were incidentally getting the furniture wet, but little or nothing mattered; she was sitting straddling him as they kissed deeply, his hands were busy caressing her back, occasionally going over that round ass he loved. She sighed and moaned as she began to remove the top of his garment, which fell heavily somewhere in the room, and he wasn't far behind to do the same, watching her shiver a little as the garment disappeared and her skin came into contact with the cold air.

Grabbing her tightly by the hips he stood up, she wrapped her legs around his waist as he began to walk towards the bed.

He woke suddenly throwing a punch at the wall which shook momentarily as he saw the clock in the room; all indications were that he had slept just under 4 hours but he fully knew that he wouldn't be able to continue resting. He got up and dressed quickly, heading for the training field.

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Those two months had passed a little slower than she would have liked, but certainly much faster than she expected.

The students who would be taking the exam had improved quite a bit with the advice she was able to offer on ninjutsu and taijutsu, and thanks to Haruo with purely demonstrative motives, she also had the opportunity to use a couple of basic weapon-summoning jutsu, and demonstrate her aim. She could have sworn that from that day the important tea ladies looked at her with a mixture of fear and respect.

After a hectic last few weeks before the trip where, she tended to feel short-tempered and exhausted. She couldn't help but wonder if the visit to the village was really for a week as judging by the amount of luggage it looked like they would be staying for about a year, minimum.

She remembered all her years as a kunoichi, all the missions in which she had to travel for days sometimes extending to weeks and in which her luggage consisted of a small backpack in which miraculously fit everything she needed. She smiled sadly thinking that she wished to go on her own to Konoha, jumping from tree to tree while feeling the wind on her face, but she knew that her request would be denied as soon as she made it, and would only earn her a scolding so she better chose to keep silent.

She watched for the umpteenth time through the window of the carriage as they entered the village, as if she expected things to change by that simple action, she thought that maybe meeting her old friends would help her to move forward but she was wrong, she missed them more than ever. Slowly they got off in front of the retinue that was waiting for them.

Neji, she thought holding his gaze for a short time before dodging it, he was in the retinue that would escort her visit to the village, and without a doubt the idea didn't entirely please her. She didn't know how to behave, in her husband's village she had learned to act in a certain way as no one ever knew her, but there in her native home, in front of her friends and the Hokage she felt unable to continue wearing the mask she was used to. She wanted to smile sincerely and run to hug everyone there, but she had to behave according to her rank now, she could probably stop saying Tsunade-sama as the blonde was no longer her leader, but she didn't feel an equal with her.

Her mind wandered slightly about taking advantage of being in the village again to disappear, and run away from her marriage with those white eyes fixed on her, but she knew she wouldn't be able to do it, and that when her husband said the visit was over she would unobjectionably follow him to return to her current home. 

"You can't break down", she said to herself, looking up and facing those present. Neji's gaze seemed to tell her something quite similar, it almost seemed like he was pleading to her that it wasn't the time to break down, a mute promise of a better future for both of them even if it cost them, but it wasn't the time.