Hi again! I know it's been a while, but I have been super busy with things, but I'm here now! I would like to thank again to all the ppl that reviewed my first very short fic "Never Let You Go" and b/c of those reviews (and from friends) I finally decided that I will give an attempt to write this as a full story ^^. Some ppl were wondering why they couldn't be together, well, here it is! But I get to torture yous just only giving you chapter by chapter! Muhahhaa! K, nuff said.

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto sadly. u.u

Sasuke rolled over in his king sized bed for the untold time again that night, a storm was raging outside his flat, which should make it easier to him to sleep, but tonight he was restless. He didn't know why, he was tired, overworked, but couldn't get to sleep if his life depended on it. He rolled over to the side and looked to his clock, the green neon light showing 3:17am; lovely. Lightning flashed through the sky, the rolling thunder following soon after as the rain pelted against the floor to ceiling windows that were hidden behind dark, silk curtains. This seemed to be a everyday thing to him: Get up, go to work, visit his mother, get in a confrontation with his brother and father, go to the gym to work off the stress and rage from the confrontation, get home, shower, and lounge around until bedtime…then end up lying in bed half the night like he was now. How he hated this routine.

Seven months ago his life wasn't like this, it was something more exciting, something to live for…but he was the one to blame for that, the one to end it all…

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"Congratulations Sasuke!"

"Yes, congratulations, you've done well for yourself!"

This was all that he heard as he descended the marble staircase in front of his family's estate, he nodded his head towards them in acknowledgement, waving his hand in the air lightly to signal the valet to send for his driver. True be told, he hated business dinners with a passion and this one was no different, but this night, this night of all other nights, he hated with all his being. The sleek black limo came into view as it came around the cul de sac, the valet stepping down and opening the door for the Uchiha.

"Leaving now, sir?" His driver asked, looking to him by rear view mirror. The raven haired Uchiha reached inside his formal jacket, taking his cell phone out and was rapidly dialing in a number from memory.

"No, we will be giving Miss Haruno a ride to her home, just wait here." That was all he instructed before he pressed the button for the wall to rise between then, giving him privacy. He looked to his BlackBerry again, dreading what was to come and pressed the 'Call' button. The phone rang once, twice before the person finally picked up on their end.

"Mushi mushi." The soft voice called out on the end, he couldn't help but hear the smile in her voice, but she sounded a bit tired. "I've missed you." Of course she knew who it was calling; she probably saw the number on the caller ID screen.

"Hinata…" he sounded out; how was going to tell her this? He shifted a bit in the leather seats of the limo, his headache getting worst by the second.

Even if he was talking to her over his cell phone, he could picture the emotions crossing her face as she spoke. "You sound tired, was the dinner really that bad?" She was worried; she knew he hated business dinners. He leaned over a bit, his elbows resting on his knees as he massaged his temples with his right hand.

"Hai." His deep voice simply said. He heard her hum thoughtfully on the other end, he pictured her looking upward at the ceiling, her right hand perched under her chin as she stroked her lower lip with her index finger. She was too adorable.

"I know! We should meet up…at least before your business trip, Sasuke." The light, soft voice said over the receiver, the voice that he loved. His trip was going to be at least 3 weeks long; he dreaded it, but this was his father's doing to expand business in the U. S. and he sent him in to do the 'dirty work.' "I think a nice, quiet dinner at your place would be great, at least we can spend some time together."

God, how he would love nothing more than to spend all his time with her, how he wanted to just spend the rest of his life with her, but he couldn't…and he had to do this…

"We can't…" he started, but his voice got stuck in his throat before he could say the rest. The sweet voice on the other end lightly chuckled.

"Can't what? Have a nice dinner?" Another chuckle, "Don't worry, Mr. Uchiha, I won't burn down your kitchen. I promise." He smiled in memory at that, how she almost set the whole flat on fire trying to turn on his new stove, luckily it only blacked the ceiling slightly. He leaned back against the leather seats in the limo, looking out of the window, looking to his parents' estate…and the reason why he called her; his smile fell from his handsome face. He cleared his dry throat, he had to do this; it was for the better.

"No, we can't. We can't meet again." His voice was deep, cold, and void of emotion; God how he hated this.

"W..What do you mean…?" She said in a confused tone, her nervousness showing in her stutter. "Why are you so serious all of a sudden?" He didn't want to do this…

"Hinata, it's over between us…I'm engaged." It felt like all the air was knocked from his lungs when he said that sentence. He heard a light laugh, but it wasn't humorous.

"You're kidding about all this…right?" Her voice held an emotion of disbelief and a bit of hope that he was just making a crude joke with her. "This shouldn't change things between us…" Her voice was low, he could barely hear her now. But she was wrong, when the paparazzi caught wind of this, him or his new fiancé of two hours they wouldn't be able to take a piss in private, and they could easily uncover his secret relationship with the Hyuga. Yes, he was seeing Hinata when he was 'dating' his new fiancé, but to please his father's wishes he went with a woman of his choosing, but he never thought that his father would have the nerve to actually arrange for them to be married only 6 months after they had been 'dating'. He didn't even like the girl and he voiced that very clearly to his father in a secluded room away from the guests. It was a business merger, and to seal the deal was to arrange a marriage between him and the girl, Haruno Sakura. Haruno Inc. was a small company, but had connections that Uchiha Fugaku wanted. It was another way of buying them out and way to show the public that his youngest son wasn't going to turn out as an 'Old Maid'. In the end, Fugaku won the verbal bout, leaving Sasuke to his thoughts and actions that he was going to have to take…

His face was an emotionless slate, his voice still bearing that same deep coldness, "It's over, Hinata. Nothing can be done at this point. Did you think we could go on like this forever?" It came out harsher than what he wanted it to be, it was like he was scolding her for something she had no control over.

"No…" it was a whimper. "But why…at least tell me that…" How he hated to hear that defeated tone in her voice, how he wanted to tell her he didn't want her to get hurt or humiliated by the press if they were to find out, how he didn't want her to go through anymore pain because he loved her…

"Because I can't be caught with an ex-Hyuga, it would be bad for business and my image." And he kept it at that, his mind steadily protesting, 'To hell with that business and image.'

It was silent on the other side of the line for a moment, he wondered if she had hung up on him, but a soft sob confirmed that she hadn't and his heart dropped at the sound. The sound of the limo door opening and closing didn't register in Sasuke's mind, just the soft, heart shattering sobs of the woman on the other line. The new person in the limo slid up beside him and wrapped her arms around his neck, nuzzling him affectionately.

"Sasuke," she purred out seductively as she pressed her body to his, "don't tell me you're doing work on the night of your engagement party?" The perfume she had on was overpowering his sense of smell, did she bathe in the stuff?

"No, I'm just finishing up this call, Sakura…" He knew Hinata had heard everything; how he hated this night.

Another sniff passed on the line and a tight throat voice sounded out, "Hai…I understand…" Then the line went dead. Sasuke pulled the phone from his ear, looking as the 'Disconnected' status on the phone blinked several times before he smoothly slipped the cell phone back in his inside coat pocket. He then pressed a button on the door to signal the driver that he was ready to leave. On the way to her residence he drowned out Sakura's ranting; the whole conversation between him and Hinata replayed over and over in his mind, letting him think of nothing else.

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He laid there looking up at his ceiling recalling that night, his heart still felt heavy from that moment. He knew he hurt her, but how else was he to push her away? Well, there could have been better ways, but he chose that one. He sighed and rolled over again, looking once again at the neon green light of the clock. 3:32am. He rolled over to the other side, giving the clock his back, the storm outside still raged on as it showed it wasn't stopping anytime soon. Sasuke then voiced out one of the things that was true about him since that incident with Hinata…

"Sasuke…you're a bastard…"

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