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Don't Like It? Fight ME!

Chapter Fifty-Six

Don't Like It? Fight ME!

June 20, 2010

Throbbing.

Her poor eyes were absolutely throbbing.

Shrouded in darkness, having turned off every light in the home she shared with her lover in a desperate bid to taper the ache in her oculus, Hinata gave her sore orbs a rub. Massaging in slow circles over closed eyelids, wincing each time her gentle pressure brushed a tender spot, she wondered if another two tablets wouldn't be remiss, though she didn't really want to pop any more ibuprofen.

Another painful blast tightened her delicate jaw.

If not for the fact that she had not used her Byakugan in twenty four hours, Hinata would have chalked her misery up to sudden onset eye strain unique to her bloodline; though, even if overuse had been the cause, this searing discomfort was nothing comparable to previous experience. Nearly a year had passed since she last suffered eye strain, but she remembered how it felt. Not once had it felt as though a thousand hot needles were grinding behind her optic nerve.

Another surge brought a grimace to her countenance.

Maybe it was just a really odd headache from all the studying she had done earlier.

Following Kakashi's mandate, the Hyuuga heiress had already begun her medical studies, splitting her time and focus between researching body systems for both healing aspects and lethality efficacy. If she wished to become a worthy medic and deadlier kunoichi, she needed an advanced, in depth knowledge about the inner workings encompassing human functionality.

To know the intricate ins and outs down to the most minute detail better than she knew own face.

Already she had learned a lot and was more than eager to put her new understanding to practical use. She'd have laughed at her energetic excitement, so indicative to her stamina heavy lover, had her eyeballs allowed her even the slightest movement. It was why she spent the last hour on her back hoping lack of light would sooth her pounding head. Movement tightened her skull so bad she half expected her brain too ooze from her ears.

Burning agony pushed a low hiss passed her lips. She pressed hard against her eyes, as though the action would reduce the pulsations, her hand trembling as she sucked in a stabilizing breath.

She didn't think another round of ibuprofen would cut it.

With a defeated sigh, Hinata funneled healing chakra to her hand, giving a small relieved exhalation as the pain slowly dulled.

xxxxxx

This was it.

His bachelor party.

With Kiba here, it'd either morph into a shit show, or they'd have a good time like they used to pre-proposal. Whichever happened, he was certain tonight would weld itself into the continuum of his memory.

Personally, he was wishing for the former.

Mind set on enjoying his celebration Naruto stepped into the establishment hosting his bachelor party several hours later. Garbed in the same clothes he'd worn to meet his future mother-in-law, he certainly looked the part. Dressy with a side of comfortable.

"To the groom!"

Naruto gave a bashful ruffle to the back of his neck as he swept his gaze over the riotous lounge. Strangers, some he knew, a lot he didn't, grinned cheerfully at him as he made his way through the crowded room. He bore their well wishes with grace and appreciation, though made haste to the private room in the back. They hadn't really planned on having his bachelor party here. Trying to nip any stripper business in the bud as well as flat out wanting to do something active rather than sitting around drinking and being idiots like they normally were, the group had actually agreed to try their hand at the adult laser tag that opened up last year. It'd give them a chance to be idiots without having to climb trees and break their head. Laser tag ninja style, they'd been looking forward to getting thrown out of the joint.