It was six in the morning and Hinata Hyuuga felt sick. Absolutely sick. And it wasn't exactly a mild nausea that seized control of her petite body. She hadn't vomited yet but as she dug a small hand to rub her stomach she could feel last night's dinner stirring inside of her, waiting to make a trip back up her esophagus and into the toilet. Hinata hated puking more than anything; the smell, the wretched noises that would escape her throat, the dazed confusion that claimed her right after she'd finished… It was all really very gross to her and she had defiantly tried to stick it out and wait for it to pass, despite knowing better. A low growling noise escaped her middle and she could feel it travel up her throat. She'd make it a note not to ever eat at that new sushi place that opened by her house again.
Hot breath tickled her ear and she could feel the man next to her nuzzle his nose into the crook of her neck.
"Good mornin'" he groaned against her skin, tiredly snaking his arm around her to interlock his fingers between hers.
A thick blush crept on Hinata's cheeks and she couldn't help the small gasp that escaped her lips, "G-Good morning Naruto-kun…"
Naruto stirred slightly and moved closer to press his body against her back, "You hungry?" he asked, planting a soft kiss to her pulse. A cool chill ran through her spine and Hinata could feel the soft hairs in her neck stand up, "I'm fine, thank you th-though."
"You sure?" he asked softly into her ear.
"Yeah. I'm a-actually not feeling to well right now."
She could hear a small chuckle behind her and turned slightly to face him. "W-what?"
Naruto moved even closer, his messy golden locks brushing against the silk sheets, "Nothin', I just figured with all those noises your stomach was making."
The blush on her face grew darker. Oh god, he'd heard her? "Naruto-kun that's so embarrassing..!"
Naruto flashed a small grin and leaned in to give her a quick peck on the cheek before scrambling out of bed, and heading to the drawers at the food of his bed, "Ahh it's no big deal, you know how much I fart and stuff so you're fine."
Hinata watched his back as he scrambled to find something to wear and moved so that her stomach would lay flat against the soft cushion's of his bed. She was still very shy around her boyfriend, even more so when they started dating. It'd only been five months and she wasn't comfortable with him seeing her at her most…primal. Sure it'd been years since they started to become closer and closer but in this new stage in their relationship she wanted to drag out the part where she was still a girl and not a human being who went to the bathroom and whatnot. It was ridiculous but she couldn't help herself, this was Naruto.
Not too long after the war came to an end a lot of information once considered classified had been revealed to the villagers, the most shocking of course being the identity of Naruto's parents. For a while, the entire population of Konohagakure had entered what seemed like an unspoken period of shame. In all honesty, who wouldn't be flustered after having tormented the son of the beloved Fourth Hokage? Naruto, however, told the villagers to forget about it, that he did not care to dwindle in the past, but instead looked forward to working toward a better future with them. It was incredibly mature of him and over the years he'd proven himself to be both a skilled ninja and a dedicated politician (with the aid of Shikamaru Nara, of course) Now, three years later, he was guaranteed the position of the Sixth Hokage once Lady Tsunade retired the following month. What was even more admirable was that the jinchuriki of the nine-tailed fox demon would not only become the youngest Hokage at twenty, but also the first shinobi to rise through the rank of genin to hokage. It was a very big deal to a lot of people, and when he and Hinata finally got together, she was suddenly thrust into a position where many considered her to be almost unworthy of him. Sometimes it got to her. She felt like she needed to be perfect for him
She realized she had probably been staring at him for some time now, and quickly averted her gaze elsewhere. She was starting to feel a bit lightheaded.
"Are you okay?" Naruto asked sounding slightly worried.
Hinata offered an embarrassed smile, "Sorry I didn't mean t-to stare-"
"-no, that's not it..." she felt his body kneel down on the bed to her level and placed a warm hand to her forehead, "You're sweaty and burning up." His other hand moved to her cheek and he gently tilted her head to the side, examining her closely.
"When you said you weren't feeling to well what'd you mean?"
"Well..." she averted her gaze to the side, "I am a l-little nauseous..."
"You been around anyone sick?"
"No, not that I know of. I w-was thinking it was probably the sushi we had at that n-new place by my house."
Naruto moved his hands down to her shoulders and smiled softly, "Stay here, I'll go make you some tea, 'kay?"
Hinata watched as he disappeared to the next room and only then realized that they were both still half naked from their encounter the previous night. A small smile crept onto her lips and she held the white sheets of his bed closer to her body. Despite the fact that being with Naruto meant the entire village now scrutinized her every move, she truly felt happy.
Naruto was one of a kind.
Hinata let out a small sigh and sunk back into the bed. She could pick up Naruto's scent and as a result took a hold of one of his pillows and buried her face deep in it. Suprisingly she found that he smelled like rain and She had to admit, she half expected Naruto to smell more like ramen and giggled at the thought.
Her laughter was cut short, however, when a sudden stir hit the pit of her stomach. Instantly her body violently jerked forward and she let out a sharp cough, followed by a desperate gasp for air. Moving quickly, her petite palm flew up to cover her mouth and she thrust the white bed sheets off her, dashing out toward the bathroom.
It seemed holding it in made it worse because Hinata could have sworn she was vomiting her organs out. Time seemed to slow down as she gagged and gasped and puked and wiped, until she was finally finished. Her hand reached up to close the lid and she wrinkled her button nose in distaste at the stench.
She felt two strong arms lean down and wrap around her to help her to her feet. This morning was just awful. Hinata stared at herself for a while in the mirror and noticed for the first time how her cheeks were not as plump, and her eyes not as bright. Had she always looked like this?
She wiped her mouth weakly and turned on the faucet, splashing her face with cool water before reaching for her spare brush and rinsing her mouth.
"I'm taking you to the hospital." Naruto said suddenly, breaking the silence.
She remained quiet and spit out the water, taking in a deep breath. Naruto, still behind her, crossed his arms, "I don't think it's a good idea for you to be working at the academy today either."
"B-But I'm fine!"
"Hinata," the blonde sighed, "If it was that restaurant then I'd be just a sick and I actually feel really good today. Let's just be safe, ok?"
Her lips formed a small pout as he wrapped his arms below her thigh and back and lifted her close to his body, carrying her to his bed. He set her down and lightly lifted her head to bring her lips to a porcelain cup of tea.
"It's lemon" Naruto commented as she took a small sip. She could tell he was proud of the fact that he could make tea in the first place and it made her smile.
"Mmm" she whispered under her breath, holding the warmth close to her chest, "I-It's really good Naruto-Kun."
He smiled right back at her and brushed a strand of her hair behind her ear. "Listen uh...I guess I can head over to Hiashi and let him know you spent the night, that way you won't have to face his wrath."
The very thought of Naruto going into her home and telling her father they had obviously shared a bed the night made her blush like a madman. She hadn't even given the fact that she hadn't come home at the time he'd asked her to much thought. She was so caught up in what she and Naruto were doing that she hadn't even cared at the time.
"Naruto-kun, my father will k-kill you…!"
She could see in his eyes that he was inclined to agree but he sported that little brave face of his and brushed it off, "Don't worry, I'm not scared of him. I mean not anymore, anyway."
Hinata smiled softly up at him as he laid her out on his bed, "I still w-want to w-work today."
He had gotten up from kneeling beside her to change into a pair of black pants with a long sleeved white sweater. "No, No, you stay here and rest, I'll let Iruka know you're not feeling well. Please just rest for today, I'll handle everything." By the time he had finished talking he was already climbing into bed beside her. Hinata gave him a questioning look and he had brushed it off saying he wanted to spend a few more minutes with his girlfriend and Tsunade could wait.
"Hmm" Hinata smiled up at him, resting her head against his chest, "thank you for taking c-care of me."
"Ahh 'snothin'" he whispered, digging his fingers in her smooth scalp to play with her silky hair," besides it's my job now isn't it?"