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GRWHim

Chapter Nineteen

Date Part IV

GRWHim

༒༻𝕹𝖆𝖗𝖚𝖙𝖔༺༒

March 25, 2012

His mood was on a quick decent to hell the moment he stepped from the dressing room.

His preferred drug of choice was getting dressed and Sasuke's little shot of downers was wearing off.

Comedowns were always a bitch.

That feel-good haze he'd been stewing in all afternoon was swiftly being replaced with a steadily intensifying irritation for with the world and damn near everyone in it, along with a throb in his temples that made him wanna find the nearest walking sack of flesh and wail on it until the ache in his knuckles eclipsed the one in his head.

Comedown had to be the reason why the two men standing in the hall, patiently waiting for him—-not doing a single thing to irk him—-irked him so goddamn much.

Fiend, who'd slid in the door to tell him Captain Kiss Ass was asking for him stood cross armed and leaning against the far wall, while one of the many Eden Bay superyacht security personnel assigned to this wing of the yacht—the one that brought the message to Fiend to pass to him—stood stiff as a soldier at attention just to the right of the door.

Eden Bay's security team prioritized Naruto whenever he designed to sail on Captain Kiss Ass' shitty ass boat, but Rotation superseded their authority.

If anyone wanted to get to him, they went through Rotation first.

The men turned their attention to him as he cleared the door and pulled it shut behind him with force that was just shy of an agitated slam. He didn't say a word to either man, and neither did they to him, no doubt sensing he was itching for a catalyst to be violent.

Not that he needed one.

He was Naruto Uzumaki, after all.

Provoked or unprovoked, pissed off or happy as a crackhead in a crackhouse, he'd knock anybody's chin off the hinges if he was in the mood to and wouldn't think twice about it. Lucky for the man standing closest to him, there were bigger pleasures to be sought beyond the short, but instant gratification of uppercutting an Eden Bay staff member. Breaking jaws right outside Hinata's dressing room door and spending the rest of their night together with bloody knuckles wouldn't help him set the right mood to get what he wanted the way he wanted it from her.

Naruto was an impulsive guy, but he know how to play the long game if the end goal was worth it.

Wrapping his little wife around his finger was worth it and then some.

For her, he'd try to be on his best behavior.

That meant pumping the brakes on indiscriminate temper-driven violence, for now...if possible...

Maybe...

Unknowingly safe for the moment, the men fell into step behind him as he set off for his suite.

They walked slower, silently, as though unwilling to risk even their footfalls setting him off.

Smart move on their part, since he was actively finding out just how fuckin much he hated being away from Hinata with each step he took.