Naruto One-Shot (Yaoi)

Unconventional

By SoulOfAFangirl684

In all the time that Hinata had known Temari, she’d never seen the other woman look quite this uncomfortable. But here she was, standing on her doorstep in the dead of night, unable to meet her eyes. This event was so unprecedented, Hinata was gripped by a sudden terror. She could only imagine Temari was here with some terrible news, but sure she would have come right out and said it if that was the case, right?

“Temari? What’s wrong?”

The other woman took a deep, fortifying breath before answering. “There’s something I have to tell you… May I come in?”

“Oh, of course. I’m sorry.” The shock had stolen her manners, but now she opened the door a little wider and stepped back to let Temari in.

Whatever it was that Temari needed to tell her, it apparently wasn’t urgent. So Hinata sat her down at the kitchen table and set about making tea, ever the picture-perfect hostess. As she worked, she quickly aimed her Byakugan at the ceiling until she was reassured that Himawari remained peacefully asleep upstairs. Boruto and Shikadai, she knew, were both spending the night at Inojin’s, so she knew Temari’s house would be feeling rather empty tonight. Their husbands would both be in Sunagakure by now, where the Kage would all gather tomorrow to discuss the upcoming Chunin Exams. It spoke to the improved relations among the nations that they all made such an effort to meet in person on a regular basis these days. Though Hinata couldn’t help worrying over the extra strain this added to Naruto’s already extreme workload.

When she finally set the tea down and sat herself across the table from Temari, some of Hinata’s anxiety had returned. The news may not have been life-threatening, but it was awfully late. What was Temari holding onto that couldn’t wait until morning?

“I’m not sure how to say this… so I’ll be blunt.”

“Yes?” Hinata wouldn’t have expected any less from her, and she was suddenly glad it was Temari sitting across from her and not one of her other friends who might have beat around the bush, trying to spare her feelings.

“Hinata… I think… I mean, I’m fairly certain… that your husband is sleeping with my brother.”

The pressure had been so great that it took a moment for Hinata to realize this was the bomb Temari had come to drop and not more buildup. She was sure her expression was rather stunned as she sat back and brought a hand to her chest.

“Oh… Is that all?” She laughed a little in relief, immediately erasing whatever her friend had been planning to say next.

Hinata leaned forward, wrapping her hands around the cup before her, and sent a composed smile Temari’s way. “It’s okay. I already know.”

“And you’re… okay with that?” Temari seemed to be doing her best not to make any immediate judgements; Hinata had to give her that, at least.

“There’s something I should tell you…”

…………

The Kazekage’s mansion was quiet. Kankuro had yet to emerge from his room for the day. Shikamaru had gone on ahead to the hotel the night before, which had been reserved for them really only because it was the proper, respectful thing to do. The mansion was certainly big enough to accommodate the Kazekage’s closest friend and brother-in-law, but as they were here on official business with the other village leaders and their attendants… Well. Perhaps the extra privacy he gained from sacrificing informality wasn’t such a bad thing after all.

Gaara slowly crossed his darkened room until he stood at his window, looking up at the lightening sky. He had not bothered to get dressed, and on another day, this might have made him uncomfortable. But there was something… liberating about having the Hokage in his bed.