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Desire

Chapter Four

Desire

October 17, 2007

Naruto lay face down in a pillow, snoring as if his life depended on it, drooling the drool of a good, deep sleep. He turned over, arm stretched wide across his bed.

A tantalizing scent enticed him from his peaceful slumber.

Blue eyes opened slowly, taking in the cheerfully bright bedroom.

He sniffed the air.

The scent of something delicious had his stomach growling ravenously. He sat up, yawned and scratched at his head. Swinging his legs to the edge of the bed, he stretched, feeling oddly relaxed, his muscles looser than they'd ever felt before. It was a few moments before he realized it was the effect of Hinata's Juuken last night.

He felt himself blush, thinking of what else had happened last night.

He'd gone to bed rock hard last night, too embarrassed and ashamed of the thoughts he'd had about her to actually do anything about it.

Anticipating a terribly long night of discomfort, he had decided that would be his punishment for thinking perverted things about someone as innocent and sweet as Hinata. Though the Juuken had taken his self imposed punishment considering his muscles had been so relaxed that he had fallen asleep the moment his head touched the pillow.

It made him feel worse that he hadn't paid for his perverse thoughts.

She was helping him out, and here he was panting after her like that. It just didn't feel right, like he was doing something wrong. Weird because he didn't feel that way when he fantasized about other girls.

Somehow, Hinata was different.

He scratched his cheek, mulling it over.

She was....special to him.

It felt like he was cheapening their bond by lumping her together with other girls. She didn't deserve that. Yet here he was. Behaving in a way with her that he would any other girl. She was more to him than just a girl to stroke himself off to at night.

He frowned, confusion and guilt settling in his gut.

To him, she was.....

What?

"Gah!" he cried out in frustration, mussing his hair roughly before lying back on the bed and staring up at the ceiling.

.......What was she to him exactly?

Friend seemed too tame for what he felt.

A friend was Rock Lee, Shikamaru and Ino.

She was a girl he liked, but not in the way he liked Sakura.

He didn't think of Sakura nearly as much as he thought of Hinata and he certainly didn't feel comfortable bearing his soul to Sakura like he did with Hinata, so she didn't fit that either.

He was sexually attracted to her.

But he was attracted to pretty much any girl that struck his fancy so again, she didn't fit there either.

When he thought of her, what came to mind was safety, peace, acceptance, laughter, and gut twisting emotions that were so intense, so unfamiliar he didn't know what to do sometimes.