3rd Person POV: Hinata

'Tatsu is so dependable,' Hinata thought, a soft and sweet smile on her face.

She had been there, near Tatsu's side since young, watching him struggle. Always trying to keep up with everyone, but it wasn't enough. It pained her heart, much like Naruto was facing his own difficulties, so was Tatsu.

Both were from different types of difficulties, one failing to meet expectations and wallowing in failure, and the other being ostracized by society.

But Tatsu's advice and the counseling he would give took Hinata and the rest of their friends through tough times. They would manage to overcome many things thanks to Tatsu and his very words of advice.

It just made him seem so wise sometimes.

It was thanks to him that even her cousin Neji was still alive.

'He's amazing,' Hinata thought, even when he's just a normal person whose body is just slightly stronger than someone else's.

Ding dong!

"Hmm?" she tilted her head, wondering who could be at the door.

She wasn't expecting anyone today, or was she?

She walked over to the front door, grabbing the doorknob and opening the door, revealing Sakura standing behind the door with a red face.

And on her flushed face, the pink haired medic ninja had a suppressed scowl on her face.

"HI! NA! TA!"

Sakura stormed in, the thick book in her hands still covering her crotch. She moved about uncomfortably and shifted inside my house.

"Eh?! Sa-sakura? What's wrong?" Hinata asked, confused as to why Sakura would possibly be mad at her.

Sakura slammed the door shut behind her and she looked at Hinata with a wronged expression.

"What did you do to me?!"

Stepping forward, she confronted Hinata, standing right in front of her and pushing her face close to Hinata's.

"Do... to you?" Hinata was growing more confused by the second.

She took a step back, worried that maybe Sakura was still feeling sick and was now delirious.

Sakura bit her lips, embarrassed.

"That... the... medicine..." she began, with few words. "The medicine you gave me... yesterday... it... it wasn't..."

"It wasn't Tylenol?" Hinata asked, completing Sakura's sentence.

Sakura nodded her head, a little meek compared to her usual bold self. It proved just how embarrassed she was currently, and it made Hinata curious as to why.

Why was she embarrassed?

"You must have... given me some weird medicine..."

"Weird medicine??"

Hinata furrowed her pretty little eyebrows and shook her head, denying such possibility. She opened her pink glossy lips and denied it, "No, that's impossible... I know of all the medicine I have. There's no way I could have given you the wrong medicine. It also couldn't be expired..."

Shaking her head, Sakura had a weak smile on her face, her fingers tightening around the thick book in her hands.

She couldn't believe this was happening. This must have been an accident of some sort, but was it an accident on her part, or was it an accident cause by Hinata.

Her eyes couldn't help but lower, wondering what will happen and how she will deal with this problem of hers.

Sakura's eyes landed on Hinata's soft mountains, covered in that fishnet top she always has on.

She swallowed hard unconsciously, feeling her heartbeat faster and a strange heat building up at her crotch. Her eyes widened, realizing what was happening as she shifted her gaze away, pressing the thick book harder against her crotch.

"Hinata... "

Sakura practically moaned, trying to hold back her pleasure. She pressed the book harder against her crotch, hoping the pleasure to leave, but as she pressed the book, it only stimulated her more.

As if something was trying to free itself.

“Sakura… are you okay? Do you need to use the bathroom?” Hinata innocently asked as she looked at Sakura squirm and stand awkwardly with the book pressed against her crotch.

Furrowing her eyebrows, Sakura began to feel pain, the blood in her body rushing to a single point.

“Mm…” Sakura moaned, her face flushing with shame.

She let out those whimpers and pleadingly looked at Hinata as she felt her legs give up at her.

Falling to her knees and with teary eyes, the usually bold Sakura was now appearing so weak as she looked at Hinata right in the eyes.

“Sakura!”

Hinata grew worried as she looked at Sakura’s appearance and weakness. Worry and panic filled her as she carefully approached Sakura, trying to reach out to her but not knowing where to touch.

Lifting her hand, Sakura grabbed onto Hinata’s hand, her eyes misty.

“Please… help me Hinata.”

Hinata bit her lips and nodded, ready to rush out and call for help.

“No… please… wait…”

Sakura called out, stopping Hinata in her tracks. Her eyes were glossy, appearing a little out of it as she began to mumble.

“Don’t tell anyone… not even my sensei, Tsunade. I’m ashamed of what she might say.”

Furrowing her eyebrows, Hinata was greatly concerned. She wanted to go call for help, but seeing Sakura plead, Hinata could only stop.

“You can help… I’m sure you can…” Sakura muttered, her glossy eyes dazed and… filling with desire.

“O-okay!” Hinata nodded, approaching Sakura and kneeling in front of Sakura who was still on her knees.

Sakura leaned forward, one of her hands freeing itself from the book as she reached over to grab Hinata’s hand.

“Don’t leave, no matter what you see,” she pleaded, causing Hinata to solemnly nod.

She was already expecting to see something grotesque, something terrifying, but she steeled her heart. Ready to help her friend through this tough time.

Sakura bit her lip and set the thick book to the side before grabbing at her leggings and pulling them down slowly, revealing her pale skin below.

At this moment, despite the serious situation, Hinata blushed a little, her innocent heart beginning to beat a little rapidly.