Naruto Uzumaki stood outside of the

Naruto Uzumaki stood outside of the Hyuuga complex, waiting quietly for Hinata, scuffing his heels back and forth, roughly kicking some pebbles around. The slight creaking of the doors made him raise his head and he looked up, his blue eyes widening slightly. A smile graces his face as he sees his love coming towards him, her own eyes glittering with that usual bright light that he’d come to love. For so many years, he’d been forced to endure dead eyes by everyone who’d surrounded him and those eyes still haunted him. Even in his socially inept early teens, Hinata’s eyes glittering the way they did had stuck with him and he’d always taken a bit of comfort from them.

“Naruto-kun!” Her voice rings out and it reminds him of tinkling wind-chimes that adorn the houses of the elderly in the village. The pair gently embraced, Hinata nuzzling her head into his chest, and Naruto resting his chin upon the crown of her head. For a while, they simply sway in the gentle breeze, before drawing apart and locking their hands together, his bandaged hand gripping hers. As they take off through the village, Hinata taking the lead, babbling aimlessly about Tenten, the team meet up she’d had with Kiba and Shino, how adorable and tough Kurenai’s daughter was turning out to be. Naruto just cruised with the conversation, still feeling a little hungover from his late-night drinking session with Sasuke, who’d returned from an intensive mission. Several bottles of sake later, and the two men had been hugging whilst cheering about the old days, before being booted out the doors of the bar, much to their disappointment. Sasuke had straightened his outfit, before taking off, claiming to have ‘business’ to attend to. The other man knew very well that ‘business’ referred to a pink-haired kunoichi, and attending… didn’t need to be thought about. He’d wandered aimlessly, before getting back to his home.

He starts to tune back in, hearing Hinata directly talking about him. “So then, this time, that Hyuuga clan member is getting married.” And with that, a chill runs through him. He felt his legs stop moving, his entire body freezing cold, as if he was caught in that horrible cold from the ice that Haku had made all those years ago. A few solemn droplets of water ran down his face, dripping gently off, and he disjointedly wondered if it was raining. It was only then that he realised that the water droplets were not, in fact, from the sky, but rather, streaming from his eyes. Hinata’s voice cut out and she spun on her heel, sensing that something was wrong. Her white eyes widened, stretching out to their maximum. It hurt him, seeing this woman that he cared so much about being in pain and shock.

“Wh-what’s wrong, Naruto-kun?” As she always does, her pensive eyes look deep, going straight through those facades he puts up with such regularity. A whirlwind of emotions rushes inside him and he can’t hold it off any more and it rises up into his chest, strangling his lungs. It almost feels like he’s drowning on dry land, his lungs filling with a burning sensation that he can barely stand. Hinata’s saying something but he can barely hear it over the whispers in his head, and the vision of Toneri, smirking and promising to marry her. He can barely stand to hear it, to even think about that horrible night again. Bitterly he opens his eyes and clenches his stomach tight.

“Hey Hinata…” The words come out so tight, strangled, feeling as if razors sharp edges were lining his throat. “Don’t get married.”

The look of shock on Hinata’s face is horrible. It stabs into his heart, barbed and brutal. However the expression which replaced it was calming. A gentle hand wraps into his sweater and pulls him close. “Na-Naruto-kun! Th… That’s not what I was talking about.” He looks down, into her upturned face, her eyes slightly watering with tears, and he starts to feel his own tears dry up. “I don’t want to marry someone else, silly. Just you, one day.” The corners of his mouth twitch and he pulls her in and feels his eyes start to dry. She’s always been good at saying the right things at the right time, and sometimes, that’s all you need.

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Naruto Uzumaki berdiri di luar Hyuuga kompleks, diam-diam menunggu Hinata, scuffing tumitnya bolak, kira-kira menendang beberapa kerikil di. Berderit sedikit pintu membuat dia mengangkat kepalanya dan dia mendongak, matanya biru pelebaran sedikit. Senyum rahmat wajahnya ketika ia melihat kasih-Nya yang datang mendekat, matanya sendiri berkilauan dengan cahaya terang itu biasa bahwa ia akan datang untuk cinta. Selama bertahun-tahun, ia telah dipaksa untuk bertahan mata mati oleh semua orang yang telah dikelilingi dia dan mata masih menghantui kepadanya. Bahkan dalam sejak remaja sosial yang rendah, Hinata di mata berkilauan seperti yang mereka lakukan telah terjebak dengan dia dan dia selalu mengambil sedikit kenyamanan dari mereka."Naruto-kun!" Suaranya cincin dan itu mengingatkan dia tentang merujuknya angin-lonceng yang menghiasi rumah-rumah tua di desa. Pasangan lembut memeluk, Hinata nuzzling kepalanya ke dadanya, dan Naruto beristirahat dagu atas mahkota kepala. Untuk sementara, mereka hanya bergoyang dalam angin lembut, sebelum menggambar terpisah dan mengunci tangan mereka bersama-sama, bandaged tangan mencengkeram miliknya. Sebagai mereka lepas landas melalui desa, Hinata memimpin, tanpa tujuan mengoceh tentang Tenten, tim bertemu dia punya dengan Kiba dan Shino, bagaimana menggemaskan dan sulit Kurenai putri berubah menjadi. Naruto hanya melaju dengan percakapan, masih merasa sedikit pusing dari sesi minum malam nya dengan Sasuke, yang pulang dari sebuah misi yang intensif. Beberapa botol sake kemudian, dan dua orang telah memeluk sambil bersorak-sorai tentang masa lalu, sebelum menjadi boot keluar pintu dari bar, banyak ke kekecewaan mereka. Sasuke telah menegakkan pakaian Nya, sebelum mengambil off, mengaku memiliki 'bisnis' untuk menghadiri. Orang lain tahu betul bahwa 'bisnis' disebut berambut merah muda kunoichi, dan menghadiri... tidak perlu berpikir tentang. Dia telah mengembara tanpa tujuan, sebelum kembali ke rumahnya.Dia mulai untuk menyetel kembali, mendengar Hinata langsung berbicara tentang dirinya. "Maka, saat ini, anggota suku Hyuuga itu adalah menikah." Dan dengan itu, dingin berjalan melalui dia. Dia merasa kakinya berhenti bergerak, tubuhnya seluruh dingin, seolah-olah dia ditangkap karena dingin yang mengerikan dari es Haku bahwa telah membuat semua orang tahun lalu. Beberapa khidmat tetesan air berlari menuruni mukanya, menetes perlahan mati, dan ia disjointedly bertanya-tanya jika hujan. Hanya kemudian bahwa ia menyadari bahwa tetesan air tidak, pada kenyataannya, dari langit, melainkan, mengalir dari matanya. Hinata di suara memotong dan ia berputar pada tumit nya, merasakan bahwa sesuatu itu salah. Matanya putih melebar, mengulurkan maksimal mereka. Itu menyakiti hatinya, melihat wanita ini yang dia peduli begitu banyak tentang menjadi sakit dan shock."Wh-apa yang salah, Naruto-kun?" Seperti yang selalu dilakukannya, matanya termenung terlihat mendalam, langsung melalui fasad mereka dia menempatkan dengan keteraturan tersebut. Angin badai emosi bergegas di dalam dia dan ia tidak dapat tahan off lagi dan naik ke dada, mencekik paru-parunya. Hampir rasanya seperti ia tenggelam di daratan, paru-parunya mengisi dengan sensasi terbakar yang dia hampir tidak bisa berdiri. Hinata mengatakan sesuatu tapi dia hampir tidak dapat mendengarnya lebih dari bisikan di kepalanya, dan visi Toneri, menyeringai dan menjanjikan untuk menikah dengannya. Dia nyaris tidak bisa berdiri untuk mendengarnya, bahkan berpikir tentang malam itu mengerikan lagi. Pahit dia membuka matanya dan clenches perutnya ketat."Hei Hinata..." Kata-kata keluar sehingga ketat, tercekik, merasa seolah-olah pisau cukur tajam ujungnya adalah lapisan tenggorokan. "Jangan menikah."Tampilan shock Hinata di wajah ini mengerikan. Itu menusuk ke dalam hatinya, berduri dan brutal. Namun ekspresi yang menggantinya adalah menenangkan. Tangan lembut membungkus ke sweter nya dan menariknya lebih dekat. "Na-Naruto-kun! Th... Itulah tidak apa yang saya bicarakan." Dia tampak ke bawah, ke wajahnya terbalik, matanya sedikit air dengan air mata, dan ia mulai merasa matanya sendiri kering. "Saya tidak ingin menikah dengan orang lain, konyol. Hanya Anda, suatu hari." Sudut-sudut mulutnya kedutan dan ia menarik dirinya dalam dan terasa matanya mulai kering. Dia telah selalu baik di mengatakan hal yang benar pada waktu yang tepat, dan kadang-kadang, itu adalah semua yang Anda butuhkan.