Hinata Pov:
Fathers' spotless and cold car is a stark comparison from the now dinged up and slightly beaten car that Naruto and I had just been in.
No Hina. Bad Hina. Focus! I scold myself.
"That...is your child." My father starts. Wow, he actually acknowledged the 'abomination' that I carried for nineish months.
"Are Neji and Hanabi going to be meeting us at the Huyga estate?" I question ignoring my father's first statement.
Boruto plays with a coil of my hair quietly. Every so often he yawns, almost falling asleep with his hand tangled in my hair.
So cute!
But uh hum, off topic.
"Yes. After they get checked up in healing beds, they will join us for dinner." He informs.
I nod non-committal and stare out the window.
The silence feels deadly as it draws from our opposite feelings.
"Hinata, your cafe was very successful. I was shocked." He interrupts the deadly silence.
I don't acknowledge him. I don't give a fuck about what he thinks. I'm a disgrace. A simple whore. Nothing that could interest the great Hiashi Huyga.
"Look at me when I'm talking to you." He demands after a a few tense seconds.
"Don't yell. My son is sleeping, father. You should know from experience that babies need at least thirteen hours of sleep and my child hasn't had that. I ask of you nothing but to remain quiet while speaking to us." I reply coldly.
He frowns and his eyes widen slightly but other than the brief acknowledgement of my outrageous request he remains quiet. In a quiet content state I nod my appreciation and return to looking out my window.
Towering skyscrapers with biohabitats dominant much of the skyline and a few satellites are visible from our height.
"You aren't a child anymore."
"Your perception is undeniably charming." I scoff. "What are your true intentions. You don't do things for free. What do you wish upon me." I get straight to the point.
My father no longer scares me. I've faced a lifetime of fear in these past couple months. He has got nothing on me anymore.
"Your attacker was Toneri Otsutsuki, I believe."
I whip my head around and stare at his blank features. There's a few more wrinkles on his forehead and the frown lines are more prominent. The grey streaked weren't as bad from when I lived with him and an ache seems to have settled over him. Still, a darkened lake gives more away than him.
"How did you know that?" I whisper.
"We will talk more at dinner." He stares and turns away.
Very well father. If that's how you wish to play this game.
"If you insist. But I hope you have a high chair prepared." I smirk, "I suppose you can't have any business associates over either. Wouldn't want to taint your business."
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Impure
Fanfiction[Set in a futuristic world] Hinata Huyga had it all. A loving boyfriend, an amazing cousin whom she considered a brother, a sweet little sister, comfort, luxury and a home but when her boyfriend, Naruto Uzumaki unexpectedly dumps her that's when thi...
