A/N: So this was originally supposed to be a one-shot butttt…because it was so long I split it into two chapters. And yes, it is only two chapters long and I have most of the second chapter done, so you won't hafta deal with me being horrible about updating another fic.

Enjoy!

Metal

Hinata gulped nervously, trying her best to stand at attention in front of the Hokage's desk. Next to her, her mission partner, Sasuke, looked as calm as ever. Whenever they were called to Tsunade's office, it always made the Hyuuga restless and anxious; usually, the blonde-haired woman would assign them the most strenuous and nerve-wracking missions, or make them complete training exercises that were equally as difficult.

Hinata stole a quick glance at her partner. '…I really hate being teamed up with someone who's much stronger than I am. It shakes my confidence, and I think it irks Sasuke-san.'

Tsunade finally cleared her throat and Hinata looked back at her, stiffening her shoulders. "Thank you guys for stopping by on such short notice."

Sasuke scoffed. "And thanks for keeping us waiting, Hokage-sama," he said with relish.

The Hokage rolled her eyes. "Don't give me your sass, Uchiha. Why don't you be more respectful to those in higher power, like Hyuuga here?"

Sasuke shot Hinata a look of annoyance and opened his mouth to say something before Tsunade interrupted him (which Hinata was quite thankful for, since Sasuke was probably going to say something rude about her).

"I've been calling teams in here individually to participate in this little exercise I came up with."

Hinata's shoulders slumped slightly. "What-what kind of exercise?"

Tsunade laced her fingers together. "Lately, we've been getting many reports stating that our shinobi…aren't quite the best at being interrogated."

Sasuke raised his brow. "What?"

"To put it simply, when our men are captured by enemy countries during missions and interrogated, they have a melt-down, completely lose it, out of fear. They relinquish very important information to the enemies, which puts us at a huge disadvantage." The Hokage sighed and brushed back a strand of blonde hair out of her face. "I partly blame myself for not training them better."

Hinata raised her hand to her mouth and lightly chewed on her thumbnail, something she did when her nerves got the best of her. "And this…this exercise…"

Tsunade smirked. "For this exercise, we will be doing mock interrogations."

Sasuke clicked his tongue. "Sounds pretty damn stupid-"

"For these mock interrogations," the woman interrupted. "One of you will be the interrogator, throwing out tough questions and positively grilling the supposed 'captured nin'. The other, 'the captured nin', will be bound to a chair and, using skills from the lessons that you guys learned from the academy-" She gave the two a meaningful look. "And you do remember those lessons, correct?" The two nodded and she continued. "Using those skills, the one being questioned will dodge the questions and, hopefully, succeed in keeping important information safe." Tsunade took a deep breath after her explanation. "Any questions?"

Sasuke's eyes narrowed. "Yeah, I have one. Why the hell do I hafta do this?"

The Hokage chuckled. "Ah, Uchiha, I knew you'd be asking that." She leaned back in her chair. "Truth be told, you're not the one I'm worried about. I'm sure you'd do fine if you were captured by foreign shinobi." She looked at Hinata, brow raised. "Hyuuga, no offense dear, but you're the one who I'm a wee concerned about.

Hinata sighed deeply and felt her cheeks redden, well aware of the fact that her teammate was staring at her. 'Of course,' she thought, crestfallen. 'But did she really have to say it out loud?'

Sasuke slowly returned his gaze to Tsunade. "So I'll be the interrogator, and she'll be the one being questioned?"

"Yes."

Out of the corner of the man's eye, he gave Hinata an unsettling grin. "Looks like I get the fun part."

Hinata looked back at him suspiciously, wondering what in the world he meant by that remark, before Tsunade spoke once again.

"Meet me back here tomorrow evening. Same time, same place. You're free to leave."

The two bowed and began to walk away from her desk when Tsunade's voice piped up behind them.

"Oh, and Hyuuga?"

Hinata looked over her shoulder. "Y-yes?"

"When I say you're going to be bound, I mean it. We're going to be using actual handcuffs."

Later on that evening, instead of going to sleep, Hinata pulled out the dusty books from her academy days and reviewed all the rules and techniques to employ if you happened to be captured by enemy ninja (she had actually lied to Tsunade about remembering all those lessons; 'Who remembers stuff we learned almost eight years ago anyway?', she thought bitterly). Unfortunately, another piece of information that she hadn't retained was the fact that there were many guidelines to follow when being interrogated, which took up more than a hundred pages in her textbooks, and eventually the tired and irritated girl slumped over on her desk, exhausted.

"Stupid Tsunade," she grumbled, her eyelids feeling heavy. "Stupid exercise. But most of all…stupid, sexy Sasuke."

Hinata sighed deeply, about to give in to her body's desire of delicious sleep, before her eyelids flew open and she sat straight up, horrified.

'Did…did I actually just say that Sasuke-san was sexy?'

Much to Hinata's dismay, the next day passed by in a flash and sooner than she would've liked, her and Sasuke were back in Tsunade's office. It was all she could do not to yawn every few seconds while trying silently to review the reading she had sped through last night.

'Okay,' Hinata thought as the Hokage situated herself behind her desk while she and Sasuke stood at attention. 'The first rule is to remain as calm as possible. The second rule is…the second rule is…' She gulped, feeling her palms start to sweat. 'Oh god, I can't remember anymore!'

Tsunade smiled at the two and crossed her arms. "Well now, are you guys ready?" She glanced at Hinata as if to say 'Especially you,' and in return the violet-haired girl looked down at her feet embarrassedly.

"Of course we are!" Sasuke said impatiently. "Let's just get this bullshit over with!"

Tsunade rolled her eyes and stood up from her chair. "You'll have to wait a few more minutes so I can get the materials together." She walked past her desk and her two subordinates and to the door leading out of her office. "It won't take long, I'll be right back."

Sasuke and Hinata stood completely still, still facing the desk, until they heard the door close behind them. The dark-haired man sighed deeply and turned to Hinata, his hands on his hips.

"Ready to do this, Hyuuga?"

Hinata's eyes remained on the ground between her feet. "I…I sure hope so."

Sasuke raised his brow. "You're not very confident, are you?"

"Guess not."

The man shrugged. "To be totally honest, I don't give a fuck about this exercise. I'll go easy on you so we can go home sooner." He grinned. "Sound like a plan?"

Hinata finally looked up from the floor and had to suppress a gasp when she did so as the terrifying and not to mention shameful thought that had crossed her mind last night resurfaced itself. His deep, dark, mesmerizing eyes…his muscular body…that cocky smile on his face…

'…Why does he have to be so hot?'

Hinata had never thought of her teammate as attractive before but now…somehow it was different, as though the little comment she had accidentally let slip the night before in her half-conscious state had revealed her true feelings.

'I was just tired,' she told herself, not aware that her eyes were locked on Sasuke. 'That's all, just tired. I was letting random, off-the-wall things come out of my mouth. That's all.'

The grin slowly melted off Sasuke's face and was replaced with a deep frown. "Err…something wrong?"

Hinata gasped quietly and shook her head vigorously, her cheeks feeling hot. "Um-um, no! I'm-I'm fine! I-"

At the moment the door to the office opened and Tsunade re-entered the room (much to the poor, embarrassed girl's relief), holding a cheap plastic chair and the promised pair of handcuffs. "Alright, let's get this show on the road!"

She set down the two items in the middle of the room behind Sasuke and Hinata and before sitting back behind her desk flipped the light switch, causing the room to darken and only be illuminated by the faint light of the setting sun outside the only window in the office. Hinata felt the hairs on the back of her neck prick up and her heartbeat quicken.

'Oh man, this is going to be awful!'

"I want this to be as real as possible!" Tsunade said loudly. "Go for it, guys!"

Sasuke and Hinata turned to each other and looked at one another awkwardly, both wondering what she meant by "as real as possible". Finally, Sasuke's eyes turned to slits as, much to the girl's surprise, he roughly grabbed her by the shoulders and forced her into the chair, hard. Hinata yelped quietly as he did so, her mind racing and her heart nearly ripping out of her chest.

'Shit! I didn't think she meant that realistic, Sasuke-san!'

Before she knew it, Sasuke had grabbed the handcuffs off the floor, stepped behind the chair, and with the same brusqueness gripped her hands tightly, wound them around the back of the chair, and slapped the handcuffs around her wrists, the sharp metal digging into her soft pale skin.

Now, at this point, one might think that Hinata would've been in the right mindset for this exercise, one of fear and anxiousness. But instead…a very different feeling was flooding through her body.

The girl took deep breaths as she tried to calm herself down. 'This…this can't be happening! Not at a time like this! Not when I'm supposed to be serious!'

Sasuke swooped down in front of her, his face within inches of hers. Hinata's jaw dropped slightly and all the breath left her as she once again lost herself in his beautiful eyes, his gorgeous skin and most of all, his soft-looking lips…

The girl inhaled sharply and her cheeks reddened as she felt something wet slip into her panties and her heart pound furiously. A familiar heat had risen in the pit of her stomach, and as much as she hated to admit it…

'He's…he's making me horny!'

Sasuke cocked his head and sneered. "Tell me, what village are you from?"

Hinata's lower lip quivered and she struggled to find her voice as she continued to stare at the man. Oh god, how amazing he looked, with the setting sun just barely highlighting his amazing features and his deep, sexy, authoritative voice penetrating her eardrums. At that point, it wasn't an exercise anymore; it was a sexual fantasy that was on the verge of becoming real.

Sasuke growled under his breath and grabbed her shoulders. "Well, answer me!"

The lust-filled girl continued to remain silent and she squirmed in the seat, very aware that the Uchiha was almost straddling her. Couldn't he just slip off his shirt right then, revealing his muscular torso, and let her bury her face in his skin, licking and sucking and kissing every inch of his toned, sexy stomach? Couldn't he just slip off his pants while he was at it, showing her his manhood, the very part of him that at that moment the Hyuuga was positively craving to be inside of her? Couldn't he just climb on top of her, naked, strip off her clothes, and use his beautiful mouth on her lips, her neck, her chest, between her legs, anywhere and everywhere, because at that moment she was handcuffed and at his will entirely, his slave that he could do anything with!

Hinata continued to stare at him as the sexual fantasy replayed itself in her head. "Um…I…"

'Please, Sasuke-san!' Her mind begged. 'Just throw me on the floor and do me, hard!'

The girl bit her lip, the heat in her stomach intensifying. Sasuke narrowed his eyes and slowly looked down. Hinata followed his gaze and almost screamed. The front of her pants was completely soaked through from her dirty thoughts of her teammate. A smile of realization crossed Sasuke's face and he stood straight up, letting go of Hinata's shoulders.

"Hokage-sama," he said quietly, not taking his eyes off the ashamed girl. "I don't think Hinata is quite feeling right tonight. Maybe we can try this another time?"

Before waiting for an answer, he reached over Hinata's shoulders and released her sore wrists from the handcuffs. He leaned towards her and whispered something in her ear that made the girl shudder:

"Just wait till next time. I won't be going easy on you then."

He straightened up and turned his back to Hinata, and the girl could've sworn that he slipped the handcuffs into one of his pockets.

A/N: Mwuhaha! I'm making you wait till the next chapter for them to do the actual deed (in other words, the lime). It will be good, trust me (but not too, too explicit, otherwise it would get deleted).