With You in the Future

699.6 (Part 3)

Hinata tenderly smiled at him before kissing his wet lips as to emphasise her words. As soon as her lips touched his, the cold feeling left Naruto's soul and soft warmth took place. She loves me, she still loves me.

"Perhaps, some of Uzumakis have survived and are just living somewhere else. We can ask Rokudaime-sama tomorrow to put it into a mission... If you want." she said.

She felt Naruto hesitate. Was he afraid to keep digging? Was he afraid to find nobody again?

"If you want, I can come with you."

His eyes shone, he was touched. Was she really offering him her help? He tried to speak, but his voice, heavy with emotions, broke. He then simply nodded, when Hinata proposed to talk about it tomorrow.

"Just let me watch the dishes, ok? You should go wash your face and change your clothes. If you want I can wash them afterwards."

He never had someone who took care of him like Hinata was doing it since he lost his right arm. Hell, not even before his convalescence, Naruto realised as he admired his girlfriend.

He nodded again and after one last hug, he left Hinata in the kitchen to clean himself up in the bathroom. Despite everything I just told her, she stayed. It's not that difficult to explain what I feel with Hinata. It's like she understands me. He thought as he splashed some cold water onto his face and his neck.

The light was on in his bedroom, yet the room was still too dark for him. Not afraid to be rejected anymore, he didn't understand why he was still feeling that same void within him.

Yes, Konoha had accepted him. Naruto had recognised admiration into the children's eyes earlier today. But, now, what he yearned for was to find, have someone special waiting for him when he'd come home.

He noticed her before she could knock on the door. He turned around and blue collided with lavender. Seeing his blonde brows frowned, she smiled and walked toward him with little steps. Once near him, he held out his hand and pulled her towards him for her to fill this emptiness within him. Their bodies fit perfectly together. He could put his chin on the top of her head.

Eyes closed and face against his torso, Hinata felt like swiming in a pool of happiness. Until she heard her boyfriend's voice breaking the silence in the room.

"You're leaving, aren't you?"

Given she never stayed with him, he already knew the answer, accepting the pain her confirmation will raise in him. Every good thing has to end, he thought, whereas Hinata's answer took time to come. He could feel her fingers fidget against his back.

"Hinata?"

He moved back and looked at her, but her gaze went to the side.

"That's... How can I say... Well... Father and Hanabi... aren't at home... There is nobody home... So..." Her voice was growing quieter as she continued. "I-I was thinking that, only if y-you want... Perhaps, I could... stay." She finished softly.

Stay?

After what happened in the kitchen, she didn't want to leave him alone whereas she'd be alone too. Her fingers fidgeted faster and faster because she was feeling shy again. She then looked up at him, at his masculine features surprised and expressing his deep love for her.

Breathing sharply, they lost themselves into powerful blue iris and deepless, pupiless eyes.

"Please, Hinata... Stay with me."

In a mutual call, they met half way to kiss. One, twice, burning need shaking them. They broke apart, catching their breath as if they just came to the surface.

Still riding her wave of sensation, Hinata felt Naruto's mouth on hers again with much more self-assurance than usual. Wanting more of those soft lips overwhelming, she caught his face in between her hands, keeping the dance of their tongues until losing all notion of time.

However, Naruto came back to his senses when Hinata pulled his t-shirt up, taking it off of him. Once the article of clothes on the floor, he didn't know what to do whereas she just wanted to touch his body before her. His powerful, well built body she had seen take shape under his enemies' blows and because of countless hours of training.

She reached out to him, but her wrist was captured by Naruto's fingers, her attention snapping to his lips pinched with worry.

"Hinata..."

"I trust you, Naruto-kun. I want you."

He too wanted her, for a while now, but his lack of experience helped him give up on his attempts to act first as she just did with a small smile despite her shyness and her shivering.

But as she said, she trusted him. She loved him.

She pulled on her hair band, gradually freeing her hair as it cascaded on her back. Gently, she took Naruto's hands. He was just following every of her moves with his eyes. She put them on her shoulders, telling him it was ok.

Witnessing the trust she placed in him, Naruto blushed before pushing the straps of her dress. It slid against Hinata's body once it had nothing to hold on her, revealing to his eyes the most beautiful legs he had ever seen. Yet, he saw a lot of them in Iruka's magazines he used to take without asking to improve his Sexy Justu. But no legs were like Hinata's. Milky white, slim but muscular, they seemed fabulous to touch despite the few bruises appearing because of her training this morning.

Keeping his eyes lingering on her, Naruto scrutinised her and couldn't help but stare at her simple and purple and beautiful underwear that was giving him a glimpse of her large breasts.

Under his intense gaze, Hinata slightly moved, drawing her boyfriend's attention on her scar. Even though they had peeled some clothes off their body, their skin didn't meet yet. Naruto was the one to move towards her and when his hand brushed against her closed wound, what felt like electricity cracked in the air.

"It's-"

"I know" Naruto cut her off while narrowing his blonde brows. "It's Pein"

Unlike others, Naruto didn't have a single scar on his body thanks to Kurama's chakra healing him fast. But, Hinata knew that he had nearly as many scars as her on his heart and his soul. The ones he learnt how to heal by himself.