Wedding to Save a Uchiha
Hinata lifted her skirts and ran up the stairs as sets of hands fiddled with her kimono. “I don’t think there is any helping it at this point.” She tried, but the branch members continued to try to straighten it beyond its capabilities. It was too big for her. She was shorter than her mother and thinner than she had been when she was married.
“This is ridiculous.” Neji came through the hall she had just had. “He can’t make you do this!”
“No one is making me, I agreed.” Hinata lifted her head, trying to stand tall with her decision, but her heart was rushing from the anxiety.
“You agreed? Why? You don’t even know who it is!” Neji demanded. “What would compel you to marry a stranger!”
“The Hokage would not ask if he didn’t think it was of the utmost importance.” Hinata felt her own voice start to go weak as his face turned red in fury.
“You’re doing this because HE asked you!” Neji shouted. “You are going to give yourself to a stranger to please the man that will be off limits to you with the very action.”
“I am aware!” Hinata snapped. “I am also late!” Her eyes filling with tears. “I trust that this is the best reason for both father and Naruto-sama to offer my hand to fix this problem.”
“Your father agreed to this!? Do you even know what the problem is?!” Neji growled.
“This will clear a man of his wrongful exile,” Hinata explained.
Neji wouldn’t have been given that information. “Are you sure he deserves it?”
“He’s convinced me,” Hinata assured him.
“And how has he done that? You don’t know who he is.” Neji repeated.
“He wrote, giving me the option to decline.” Hinata cast her eyes down to her hidden toes. The note was actually tucked into the folds of her kimono, keeping her from turning back.
“She is late already.” One of the branch members that was waiting so patiently despite the fact they were, in fact, in a rush.
“You can’t.” Neji finally resigned to a low voice of pleading.
“I’ve already agreed.” Hinata allowed the woman to rush her through the door.
Hinata blinked at the man who was to be her husband. She understood now. She was guided into her seat. The ceremony was short. The kimonos were for show. A paper was signed, and then she just sat there quietly next to her new husband.
Itachi Uchiha.
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Naruto held her hand between his as he thanked her. “I hope you understand.”
Hinata nodded. Connecting Itachi to the Hyuga meant that he was less of a risk if he was under the power of the rival clan. Tying him to a wife made it seem more real.
“The Hyuga knew about the truth of the massacre,” Hinata assured him.
“But you’re really okay with this?” Naruto asked. “I know it was a lot to ask.”
“You shouldn’t be trying to make me turn back on my wedding day,” Hinata smiled.
Naruto crinkled his nose. “Yeah. You look great.”
Hinata smiled. “Thank you.” And with that, he left her and let go of her hand, and with it, he took her heart. She stared at the closed door and sighed. She had to give it up at some point.
“You’re in love with him.” Hinata jumped as her new husband made himself known behind her.
Quiet and observant.
“Sorry?” Hinata asked. Maybe he would act like he didn’t say it.
Itachi nodded his head toward the closed door. “Why would you agree if you love him?”
And not one for reading the room.
Not the first conversation she wanted to have with her husband. “He’s not interested in me. This way, I am at least useful to him.”
Itachi peered through her for a few seconds like he was reading her mind. He simply nodded.
I think I had an ItaHina phase where I thought of 101 ways for Itachi to come back to Konoha, but I never did any of them.
I think what stopped me was thinking of how to deal with Sasuke.
I am sure I could have figured it out, but better stories came up and these slowly got abandoned.
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