Saved

Chapter 17

XxXxxxXx HinataXXxxxX

She was very confused. What was this warm rod in her hands? It was so thick, and seemed to budge when she moved it. Was it a toy? Suddenly Itachi's hands were around her wrists, pulling them up and pinning them against the wall behind her.

She blinked. Itachi pushed his hips forward, pinning her body against the wall with his. She stared up at him, amazed. He was usually so stoic..! His eyes were hungry, almost animalistic, yet calmly controlled.

"Hinata," He breathed, his face nearing hers. Gently, his lips touched hers. He pressed harder, before quickly pulling away. His eyes might as well of devoured her right there. Her knees knocked together, her heart beating against her chest. Her tummy seemed to knot, and tingle downward. "You need to be more careful." His voice was rough, his breath warm on her face.

Then, he let her go. Her arms fell limply to her sides, her skin tingling. She watched as he retreated to the other side of the hall, his eyes flashing black for a moment.

She couldn't help as she stared. He was such a beautiful man. She tilted her head, a small smile tilting her lips. "I... Love you..." She whispered. Instantly he perked, his body tensing. Did... She say something wrong? He looked to be rather awkward.

A slow red creeped across his cheeks.

"Go get dressed, let's go out for the day." He glanced at her, the red intensifying. She nodded in agreement, her heart thumping. It was very rare for her to go out, but now she was going out with Itachi? She was so excited! She pranced down the hall, a big smile on her face.

XXxxxxxxxx

She put on something slightly fancy. By slightly, she meant she wore a t-shirt rather than a sweater. It was black, and fit to her curves a little more than she would have liked, but it was a special occasion. She played with her hair, messing up her bangs. She still kept them in her face, but was it about time she cut them? She fiddled a bit. No, not yet.

She brushed them down to hide her eyes. She needed to gain her confidence more before she cut them.

But... She could put on some lip gloss.

She stared in the mirror. She felt.... Overdressed. She shook her head, ignoring the feeling. She made her way out of the room, nearly running into Itachi's chest when she stepped out. She looked up at him, grinning. They matched! How funny. They were both wearing tight black shirts, and jeans.

But his shirt fit him so much better. It clung to each of his muscles, defining them. She quickly looked to the side, blushing. She was becoming a pervert..!

"Hn." She glanced to the boy, who was also looking to the side. "You ready?" She nodded. "Right, let's go." He started walking, she padded next to him. She glanced down, looking at his hand. Did... Did she hold it..? Konan said it was normal, so why was she so scared? She nibbled on her bottom lip, starring at it.

It was right there, she could do it..! Her hand shot forward, gripping his gently. She felt him tense for a moment, making her nervous spike. Slowly, he turned his head, looking at her over his shoulder. She lowered her head, blushing.

He chuckled lowly before intertwining their fingers. She blushed harder. Oh... He accepted it...! So it must be normal.

They made their way out the door, a loud "Fuck" sounding behind them.

"What was that...?" She looked back, but there was no movement from inside the house. Were they fighting again...? There was no loud bangs...

"Nothing, just ignore them." He tugged her along gently, bringing her toward Kakazu's car. She looked up at him, surprised. "He lent me the keys." She blinked. As far as she knew, no one but Kakazu could drive his car. He loved it dearly. "Well, let's go." Slowly, she nodded.