Chapter 60

Hinata-chan has to return to the Hyūga compound in another hour or so but, she'll be back first thing next week. The beautiful Hyūga is the only true bright spot in her week and while it gets sadder and sadder every time her cherished student leaves, Kurenai is uplifted to know she'll be back. With every passing week, Kurenai finds she wants Hinata-chan to come back with more fondness.

Weighed down by her own reprehensible actions with a boy—the Jinchūriki, of all people—not just for her lapse in judgment but also for how fondly she recalls the memories, it was as if her naturally analytical mind was pushing to study the experience, evaluate every orgasm and even compare it to her past lovers. The fact that the boy even rates close to the top only makes her mind want to evaluate the boy's performance even more. Morbid curiosity and a strong sense of shame have been her constant companion this past week and she makes sure she keeps as busy as humanly possible to avoid thinking about it.

As if personal disgrace wasn't difficult enough to suffer through on a daily basis, Kurenai tries as hard as she can to tune out the constant speculation many villagers and shinobi seem to have about the fate of the Hokage's son. Marriages have always been well received in Konohagakure, and everyone is eagerly looking forward to the good news so they can prepare for a week-long festive celebration in their honor.

Of course, Kurenai's well-known association as a former teammate of Asuma's has many of the younger or ignorant shinobi as well as villagers asking if she knows any romantic details between the princess and the Hokage's son. She's asked with sheer excitement whether she's walking through the village, shopping, or lunches, and they can't help but chat with her about all the places they've seen the happy couple come and go, aggravating Kurenai to the point of constant and ever present nausea.

It wouldn't be so rampant if the princess wasn't returning to the capitol so within the week. Her departure Saturday morning is why Kurenai decided to stay in and read in the quiet of her home rather than join the rest of the village in bidding the princess farewell. On the couch with a scroll in hand, she hadn't expected a knock at her door. She hadn't expected a red-faced and sweaty Hinata-chan behind her door, and she certainly hadn't expected Uzumaki-kun behind her.

"Hinata-chan?" Kurenai oddly calls, observing her treasured student with the biggest mistake of her twenty-four years of life behind her. "…What are you doing here?"

"S-s-s-sensei," a wide-eyed and nervous Hinata stutters. "I-I-I-I-I w-w-w-was ho-hoping, w-w-w-we can h-h-have lunch... h-h-here?"

Kurenai can easily see the deep pleading in the girls eyes and despite never wanting to see the blond again, she instantly wants to help her student, offhandedly voicing, "why don't you come in..." Ignoring the cheers in the distance for the princess and taking a second to look at a very eager Uzumaki-kun, she has little choice but to add, "the both of you."

Settling in the living room, Kurenai is at least happy to see Uzumaki-kun look around as if he's never been in her home. "Nice home, sensei. Smells real nice."

Masking her trepidation, Kurenai fains a polite smile, responding, "thank you, Uzumaki-kun."

Playing along, he asks in a surprised tone, "you know who I am?" It offers her some relief when she thinks, 'at least he's good at this.'

"You're Kakashi-sensei's student," Kurenai returns. "I know the members of every newly formed genin team." Naruto nods with a hum, and Kurenai turns to Hinata, asking, "Hinata-chan, will you help me with the tea?"

"Ah," Hinata yelps, recalling her manners. "Of course."

"Make yourself at home, Uzumaki-kun," Kurenai states before sensei and student walk into the kitchen. As Kurenai begins to fill the kettle, she turns to Hinata-chan, eying the girl to explain.

"Ano," a very submissive looking Hinata starts and Kurenai didn't like the girl's slumped shoulder, the near tearful look in her eyes, and her nervous twiddling fingers. It makes Kurenai relax a little as Hinata explains, "I was at the farewell mass f-f-for princess Tomoko… and s-so was N-N-Naruto-kun."

Considering that Hinata knows nothing about what she'd done with the young Hyūga's life-long crush, Kurenai asks a gently as possible, "Hinata-chan, why would you ever think to bring him here without my permission?"

Looking wounded, Hinata stutters, "I-I-I-I know, this was a bad idea sensei!" Hinata bows twice before Kurenai can place a comforting hand on her shoulder. Still, Hinata adds, "I'm sorry! I'm s-so sorry! I wasn't thinking."

"Hinata-chan," Kurenai starts, staring intently in the girl's eyes. "Breath. You haven't killed anyone. I'm just curious. Please, explain yourself."

As Kurenai sets the water to boil, Hinata calms herself before stating, "I saw him, and-and I said h-hello, and he-he was exactly like in our training. I was so happy that I hadn't fainted, and I asked if he was hungry, like we'd done in the sessions. I was sooo nervous, Sensei, but he-he said, yes! But there were so many people and I felt like my heart was going to explode, so-so-so I thought we could have lunch here, b-because I thought of what you said sensei, 'do it however I'm most comfortable.' So I thought… here… Please, sensei, please?"

Kurenai felt the double edge of her words cut her as she mumbles, "Hinata-chan..."

"N-no more than lunch, then we'll go," Hinata-chan pleads with her big lavender-white eyes.

Unable to disappoint those beautiful pleading eyes, Kurenai sighs, "fine. But only for lunch. I want you to feel comfortable here but next time ask before you invite someone over, understand," she states the question, giving no room for misinterpretation.

"Yes, yes, oh yes! Thank you sensei," Hinata happily cheers. "Can-can you tell him I have to use the washroom," she nervously asks, wiping off the nervous sweat form her forehead and Kurenai just nods.

Walking into the sitting room, his eyes snap onto her entering form. His face starts turning bright red as he stares, wide-eyed, drinking her in and it's only then Kurenai becomes aware she's in her comfortable, yet form revealing house wear: white summer shorts that showcase a lot of toned thigh and a red, spaghetti string halter top. Her lustrous dark hair was down and she can easily imagine what a sight she is in his hormonal clear blue eyes. He almost didn't notice he was automatically walking toward her until she put her hand up.

Snapping out of it, Naruto at least has the decency to look abashed. "Sorry," he says and his first question to her is obviously, "will you come back, please?"

"Uzumaki-kun," Kurenai cautiously warns. "I hope for your sake you're not using Hinata-chan as a way to get closer to me."

"I don't use friends," he confidently proclaims. "But she invited me, and I wanted to come an say I'm sorry if... if I didn't do it right, or if you're angry with me. So, um, can't you please come by tonight? I haven't told anyone, and I won't, so, so, you'll come by right?"

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