Hinata had just about had enough, s

Hinata had just about had enough, she readied to turn herself over but Naruto, daringly using his ninja status to hold the vulnerable pregnant Hinata in place, planted a firm hand on her hip that left no room for argument and continued:

"but, she's like...she's like...instant ramen."

She cocked an eyebrow, instant ramen?

"Instant ramen is...looks delicious," she frowned, "it's got its upsides: its quick, its easy to make and it fills a space every now and then, you know like when you don't have much time to sort out something proper to eat, but, you see, then there's Ichiraku ramen and Ichiraku ramen is peeerrrfect!"

Hinata couldn't help but notice that his hand was straying further down than her baby bump was situated and the tender stroking and little patterns he was drawing were now dipping under the sheet covering her thighs and leaving a trail of tingles, left by his warm fingers. "They only use the best ingredients," he said, "and once you've had some it fills you up good and proper and leaves you in a happy, satisfied daze afterwards-"

"Naruto-"

"-and they make it so good every time, you never get a dodgy one every few times if you buy the wrong one, it's always so, so good-"

"Naruto!"

"-and it really is flawless, all delicately made with exactly the right proportions of each ingredient, instant ramen never seems to get it exactly right, they're always a bit messy and...well a bit gooey really, they're never attuned to what you actually want. But Ichiraku is like...full bodied, it's not scrawny and then you find yourself wanting more and more, you want it all the time, the instant stuff just doesn't cut it anymore; you spend all your money on it and you think about it all the time. And quite frankly after you have Ichiraku it ruins all the instant ones, and that's why your mother is being absolutely ridiculous." There was a silence.

Either that was a very elaborate analogy, or he just does love the Ichiraku stand that much.

"Naruto?"

"Hm?"

"Did you just liken me to Ichiraku ramen?"

"...maybe."

"Maybe?"

"Yes...maybe. Do you want me to have just likened you to Ichiraku ramen?" he asked innocently.

"You're an idiot," was her only answer and she made to turn back over. He stopped her again, this time trapping with his arms either side of her body, his face now decidedly not talking to their unborn child.

"It got you talking to me didn't it?" he said cheekily. She sighed in exasperation and attempted to push at him but he caught her hand. "You're still angry with me?" Using his one handed-press-up position to her advantage she pushed him again and he fell onto the bed next to her.

"Shut up," she mumbled angrily curling into her previous foetal position, "I'm going to sleep."

The room went still as Naruto devised his next plan of action.

Finally an arm snaked over Hinata's side and slid under the cover, travelling the expanse of smooth round stomach and finally reaching the soft, dark hair at the apex of her thighs.

"Hina-hime," he murmured against her ear.

"Go away," she snapped, grabbing the offending hand and turning it forcefully in a way that his hand obviously wasn't meant to turn.

"Ouch! Oh come on! You love playing the princess and the Hokage!"

"Not when you've been playing it all evening with Izumi! I can smell her on you." She couldn't, she could only smell the musky, masculine aroma of Naruto, but she felt it added greater effect to her statement if she said she could.

She heard Naruto sigh behind her.

"You're too tense," he told her, smoothing her hair off her shoulders then kissing the skin, "I had you waiting at home for me, why would I even look at Izumi?"

"Because she's got 'mile long legs and a nice ass'?" Hinata snapped.

"Hina," he spoke in a reproving tone, "that was a private conversation between me and my son!"

"Fine," Hinata exclaimed, sitting up on her elbows and directing her words down to her stomach, "I think your dad's the most annoying person in the world and if he tries to touch me again tonight I will rip off his balls." She flopped back down.

"Hinata! You can't-"

"That was a private conversation between me and my son," she said moodily as she curled up in the foetal position once again.

"Hinata, you know I love you more than anything, what do you want me to do?"

"Nothing," she said, suddenly feeling tears prickling in her eyes, damn hormones, "you can't do anything," she sobbed.

He could risk her ripping off his genitalia, he thought, because it wouldn't be very fun for her as his wife it he didn't have any, and so he once again turned her over.

"I'm so sorry," she was sobbing.

"Hina, what's wrong? Why're you crying?"

"I don't know!" she bit, "I don't know why I'm being so horrible to you, I'm sorry."

"It's fine, honest! I don't mind."

"Yes you do!" she wailed, "I'm a terrible wife and you want to go back to Izumi because she's prettier than me."

"Eh," Naruto sounded vaguely, "she's okay I guess."

"B...but you said-"

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Hinata saja sudah cukup, ia disediakan untuk menyerahkan dirinya tapi Naruto, karena menggunakan statusnya ninja untuk menahan Hinata hamil rentan di tempat, ditanam ketegasan pada pinggul yang tidak meninggalkan ruang untuk argumen dan berlanjut:"tapi, dia adalah seperti... dia adalah seperti... ramen instan."Dia mengokang alis, ramen instan?"Ramen instan is...looks lezat," dia disukai, "telah mendapat upsides: yang cepat, yang mudah untuk membuat dan mengisi ruang setiap sekarang dan kemudian, Anda tahu seperti ketika Anda tidak memiliki banyak waktu untuk memilah sesuatu yang tepat untuk makan, tapi, Anda lihat, kemudian ada Ichiraku ramen dan Ichiraku ramen adalah peeerrrfect!"Hinata tidak bisa membantu tetapi pemberitahuan bahwa tangannya menyimpang lebih lanjut turun daripada Nya bayi benjolan berada dan membelai lembut dan pola kecil ia menggambar sekarang mencelupkan di bawah lembaran meliputi paha dan meninggalkan jejak tingles, kiri dengan jarinya hangat. "Mereka hanya menggunakan bahan-bahan terbaik," katanya, "dan setelah Anda memiliki beberapa mengisi Anda sangat baik dan layak dan meninggalkan Anda dalam keadaan linglung bahagia, puas setelah itu-""Naruto-""- dan mereka membuatnya begitu baik setiap kali, Anda tidak pernah mendapatkan yang cerdik setiap beberapa kali jika Anda membeli salah satu, selalu begitu, begitu baik-""Naruto!""- dan itu benar-benar sempurna, semua hati-hati dibuat dengan proporsi yang tepat dari setiap bahan, ramen instan sepertinya tidak pernah mendapatkannya tepat, mereka selalu sedikit berantakan dan...juga sedikit lengket benar-benar, mereka sudah pernah peka terhadap apa yang sebenarnya Anda inginkan. Tapi Ichiraku seperti... penuh bertubuh, tidak kurus kecil dan kemudian Anda menemukan diri Anda yang menginginkan lebih dan lebih, Anda inginkan sepanjang waktu, hal-hal yang instan hanya tidak dipotong lagi; Anda menghabiskan semua uang Anda di atasnya dan Anda berpikir tentang hal ini sepanjang waktu. Dan terus terang setelah Anda memiliki Ichiraku it reruntuhan semua instan yang, dan itulah mengapa ibu Anda sedang benar-benar konyol. " Ada keheningan.Baik itu analogi yang sangat rumit, atau dia hanya cinta Ichiraku berdiri sebanyak itu."Naruto?""Hm?""Apakah Anda hanya menyamakan saya Ichiraku ramen?""... mungkin.""Mungkin?""Ya... mungkin. Apakah Anda ingin saya untuk hanya telah disamakan dengan Ichiraku ramen?"tanyanya polos."Kau idiot," adalah jawaban hanya dia dan dia membuat untuk menyerahkan kembali. Dia berhenti padanya lagi, ini waktu perangkap dengan lengan kedua sisi nya tubuh, wajah-nya sekarang jelas tidak berbicara dengan bayi mereka."Itu membuat Anda berbicara kepada saya tidak itu?" katanya genit. Dia menghela napas di gemas dan berusaha untuk mendorong padanya tetapi ia tertangkap tangannya. "Kau tetap marah pada saya?" Menggunakan posisinya diserahkan-tekan-up satu untuk keuntungan nya dia mendorongnya lagi dan dia jatuh ke tempat tidur di sampingnya."Shut up," dia gumam marah curling ke dalam posisi janin nya sebelumnya, "Aku akan tidur."Kamar pergi masih seperti Naruto menyusun rencana aksi berikutnya.Akhirnya lengan merayap Hinata di sisi atas dan meluncur di bawah penutup, bepergian hamparan perut bundar yang halus dan akhirnya mencapai rambut lembut, gelap di puncak pahanya."Hina-hime," ia bersungut terhadap telinganya."Pergi," ia tersentak, meraih tangan menyinggung dan mengubahnya tegas dengan cara yang tangannya jelas tidak dimaksudkan untuk mengubah."Aduh! Oh, ayolah! Anda suka bermain putri dan Hokage!""Tidak ketika Anda telah bermain itu semua malam dengan Izumi! Aku bisa mencium dia pada Anda." Dia tidak, dia hanya bisa mencium aroma musky, maskulin Naruto, tapi ia merasa itu ditambahkan efek lebih besar ke pernyataan itu jika dia bilang dia bisa.Dia mendengar Naruto mendesah belakangnya."Kau terlalu tegang," Dia mengatakan kepadanya, menghaluskan rambutnya dari bahu nya kemudian mencium kulit, "Aku punya Anda menunggu di rumah saya, mengapa saya bahkan akan tampak di Izumi?""Karena dia punya 'kaki mil panjang dan nice ass'?" Hinata tersentak."Hina," ia berbicara dengan nada reproving, "itu percakapan pribadi antara aku dan anakku!""Baik," Hinata berseru, duduk di siku nya dan mengarahkan perkataannya ke perutnya, "saya pikir dad Anda orang paling menyebalkan di dunia dan jika ia mencoba untuk menyentuh saya lagi malam ini aku akan merobek bola." Dia menjatuhkan diri turun."Hinata! Anda tidak dapat-""Itu percakapan pribadi antara aku dan anakku," katanya moodily seperti ia meringkuk dalam posisi janin sekali lagi."Hinata, kau tahu aku mencintaimu lebih dari apa pun, apa yang Anda ingin saya lakukan?""Tidak ada," Dia berkata, tiba-tiba merasa air mata prickling di matanya, sialan hormon, "Anda tidak bisa melakukan apa-apa," ia menangis.Dia bisa berisiko Dia merobek nya alat kelamin, pikirnya, karena itu tidak akan sangat menyenangkan untuk dirinya sebagai istri itu ia tidak memiliki apapun, dan sehingga ia sekali lagi berbalik."Saya sangat menyesal," Dia adalah menangis."Hina, apa salah? Mengapa Anda Anda menangis?""Saya tidak tahu!" dia sedikit, "Aku tidak tahu mengapa saya menjadi begitu mengerikan, aku minta maaf.""Ini baik, jujur! Saya tidak keberatan.""Ya Anda lakukan!" dia Ishak, "Saya seorang istri yang mengerikan dan Anda ingin kembali ke Izumi karena dia lebih cantik daripada aku.""Eh," Naruto terdengar samar-samar, "dia Oke saya kira.""B...but yang Anda katakan-"