Naruto froze mid-breath. "B-BITE?! W-what have you taken me for , a vampire or demon fox ?!"
Hinata's face turned bright red, hands flying up to cover her mouth. "H-Hanabi-chan! T-That's... too much!"
Hanabi shook her head, wagging a finger. "No excuses! Hanabi says! Do it or I will cry!"
Naruto looked at Hinata, trembling. "I-I... I don't... you do it first!"
Hinata squeaked. "N-No! Y-You first!!"
Hiashi sipped his tea, serene as ever, eyes glimmering faintly. "Good... teaching them courage... bonding..."
The servants, trying desperately not to laugh, whispered, "This is the most entertaining thing we've seen in years."
Naruto took a shaky breath, leaning forward to lightly nibble Hinata's shoulder-just a soft, hesitant bite.
Hinata yelped, then blushed furiously. "E-ehh! N-Naruto-kun!!"
Hinata,after saying a clear apology, retaliated with a quick nip to his arm. Naruto jerked back, squealing like a startled puppy.
"W-wait! That-ehhh! That actually HURTS!" Naruto flailed, arms waving helplessly.
Hanabi clapped her hands, jumping in excitement. "Yes! Yes! Bite harder! Don't flinch! Hanabi says!!"
Naruto's face was beet-red, sweat dripping. "I'm gonna die... THIS IS HOW I DIE! BITTEN TO DEATH BY MY WIFE AT HER LITTLE SISTER'S COMMANDS!!"
Hinata, still giggling uncontrollably, nibbled again-this time a soft, careful bite on Naruto's shoulder.
"Ehh! Stop! I can't-AHHH!"Naruto screamed
Hiashi finally lowered his teacup, the faintest smile on his lips. "Excellent... strength... coordination... trust..."
The servants quietly cheered, one even whispering, "Remarkable. Truly remarkable. The clan's future is in safe hands."
Hanabi puffed her chest out, triumphant. "Hanabi says-game continues until Hanabi says stop!"
Naruto groaned, collapsing onto the tatami, muttering through red cheeks, "I survived battles, I survived hunger... and now this... This is my fate... bitten alive by Hyūga girls..."
Hinata buried her face in her sleeves, trying not to laugh and scream simultaneously.
Hanabi bounced on her cushion, grinning like a tiny chaos god. "Hanabi says-next round: lick each other's cheeks!"
Naruto's eyes bulged. "NOOOOOOOOOOOO-"
Hanabi bounced on the cushion, arms crossed like a tiny tyrant.
" YES HAHAHA Hanabi says! Lick each other's cheeks-without flinching!"
Naruto froze. "W-WHAT?! Lick?! CHEEKS?! N-No way, Hinata! I'm not doing THAT!"
Hinata squeaked, fingers trembling at her sides. "H-Hanabi-chan... t-that's... I-I... I can't!"
Hanabi pointed dramatically. "No excuses! Hanabi says means Hanabi says! NOW!"
Hiashi sipped his tea, composed as ever, eyes glimmering faintly. Excellent... teaching courage... resilience... trust...
The servants exchanged quiet glances, one muttering under his breath: "I... I've never seen such... dedication... or chaos..."
The newly wed leaned toward each other, noses almost touching. Naruto's lips quivered as he hesitated, then slowly brushed his cheek against Hinata's, trying to imitate what he thought "lick" meant without fully understanding.
Hinata squeaked, her hand flying to cover her mouth, then awkwardly returned the gesture, brushing her cheek against his in a soft, hesitant motion.
Hanabi clapped, hopping up and down. "YES! Keep going! Don't flinch! Hanabi says!"
Naruto froze mid-motion, eyes wide. "I-I'm... I'm going to die from embarrassment! This is... physical torture!!"
Hinata's face was crimson, but she gritted her teeth and continued, determined not to flinch. Every inch closer made her heart race.
The servants quietly applauded, trying not to laugh outright, while Hiashi set down his teacup, lips twitching ever so slightly. Good. Excellent trust-building.
Hanabi giggled uncontrollably, twirling around. "Hahaha! They're doing it! I win! Hanabi ALWAYS wins!"
Naruto squealed, shoving his hands against his face. "I'm never going to live this down! NEVER!!"
Hinata buried her face in her sleeves, trying not to collapse into laughter and horror simultaneously.
Hanabi bounced once more on the cushion. "Hanabi says-now keep going until Hanabi says stop!"
Naruto's eyes went wide. "...I think I actually might die. But if Hanabi says, I HAVE to obey."
Hinata peeked at him through her fingers. "I-I'll stay strong... Naruto-kun..."
And so the two 11-year-olds continued, red-faced, squealing, and mortified under the tiny overlord's command, while the Hyūga patriarch and his servants quietly enjoyed the chaos like it was a perfectly executed clan bonding ritual.
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Omake end
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Moral of the omake ? Children are cruel very cruel
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Omake bathroom couple time
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Hanabi, chin propped on her palm again, studied the two of them with a lazy, catlike smile. "Rest, huh? Well… if they're going to rest, shouldn't they bathe first?"
Hinata blinked, chopsticks freezing in mid-air. "B… bathe?"
Hanabi's smile widened, her tone perfectly innocent. "Of course. You know it's healthier to bathe at night before sleeping, right? Father always says it helps the body recover. And… wouldn't it be good for you and your husband to share the bath? It's… intimate. Builds trust."
Hinata's face went scarlet, her lips fumbling for words. "I-I… w-we…" She bowed her head quickly, bangs falling forward like a curtain.
Naruto, utterly oblivious, tilted his head in confusion. "Eh? Share the bath? Is that… normal here?" He scratched his cheek awkwardly, clearly not grasping the full implication. "I mean… we've shared a lot already, right? Heheh."
Hanabi pressed her lips together to stifle a laugh, her pale eyes glinting with mischief. She knew her sister well—Hinata would never outright scold her, not with Naruto watching.
Hiashi, meanwhile, set his tea down with quiet precision. His expression did not shift, but a faint flicker of approval crossed his features as he observed the scene. Subtle, layered pressure—the kind even Hinata couldn't defy forever.
Hinata's hands trembled slightly in her sleeves. She wanted to disappear into the tatami, to vanish entirely. But when she looked at Naruto, bright-eyed and clueless, a tiny part of her thought of the warmth of his arms earlier, of his words about family, and her heart gave a painful, hopeful throb.
"…H-Hanabi," she whispered, voice thin as paper.
Her sister only smiled wider. "What? I'm just trying to help you be a good wife, onee-chan."
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There you go, my second published story! See ya soon