[A new story for all you duckies! And I(nathi) am back!]
{Yep, a new story, and Nathi's back! -cough- sometime you took -cough- SO..... lets just start this new story!}
[{We Do Not Own Naruto}]
Otou-san?
It was the second class of the day; Mathematics. Worst class; worst teacher.
Fingers tapped on the desk, as snake-like eyes searched the small lake of students. Those eyes stopped on a certain Hyuuga. He stood from his chair; his hands slamming on the wood desk.
"Neji!" He barked. The boy's long brown hair bounced; his head lifted.
"What, Oro-sensei?" Neji said the annoyance drenched in each word. Orochimaru frowned and glared at the boy.
"Wheres Sasu-" A boy barged in with a girl clinging to his shirt. Orochimaru smirked. "Ah, I see why you're late. I'm certain you used a condom?" He said. The girl clinging to the Uchiha, blushed. Sasuke glared at his teacher.
"Stupid baka, she's a transfer student from Tokyo. Since I'm a high ranked student, they dragged me to the office and told little miss shy here to follow me around for the rest of the day. It took that damn blond a fucking hour to explain it though. So if you wanna be pissed, go ahead. Itachi'll just fuck you into a better mood later." He left the teachers sight and walked over and took a seat next to Neji. Sasuke looked at the girl still clinging to him and glared at her. "Find your own seat." He said. The took her hand away and saw there was an empty seat next to a girl with brown hair that reacher her shoulders. She walked over and tapped the girl on the shoulder. She turned around and brown eyes met lavender.
"U-Um, can I...er... sit here?" She asked pointing at the empty seat. The brunette nodded and the girl took a seat. It was going to be a long dreadful day.
Hinata arrived at her apartment after a long day at school. So not one person remembered her. She thought at least Sasuke would remember his own ex-partner. She gave herself a small smirk. He'd changed since sophomore year in high school. More muscle, more coldness, and more handsomeness. She let out a sigh and worked on some papers for her so called 'father.' He was so lazy he made his daughter who wasn't even finished with college do his paperwork.
Uchiha Sasuke. That was his name. That was what he went by his whole life. He sighed and sat on his comfortable black leather couch. Something about that new girl. He felt as if he'd seen her before. But where? A small memory flickered in the back of his head.
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His hands traveled under her shirt. The girl looked pleased with everything he was doing so he went on. Her grip on his shoulder tightened.
"S-Sasuke-kun. P-pl-please, don't." The girl whispered. Sasuke smirked and his lips attached themselves to hers. The girl gave into the boys kiss. His hands pulled her shirt up and he pulled his lips away from hers. There was still a smirk planted on his face. He threw the girl's shirt to the side. He looked down at the girls exposed upper body.
"Perfect." He whispered as each hand hovered over one. The girl shook her head but he nodded to her. It was what she needed. What he needed. He squeezed both and the girl let out a shriek of a moan. He saw the girl's arms wrapped around his neck and pulled him down into a kiss. She was so gonna enjoy the rest.
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Sasuke smirked at that memory. It was a very unforgettable day. He lost his virginity, and so did that girl. He loved the feeling of her. He wished he could have that girl again.
Back, to the new girl. Who was she?
Hinata smiled when the small boy ran into her arms. She stood up and the boy looked at her. He saw the smile on her face and smiled himself.
"Okaa-san? Who's my Otou-san?" The boy asked. Hinata's smile turned to a frown. She placed her son on the floor.
"Um, why are you asking me this, Ichiro?" Hinata asked her son. He looked down at his feet and let out a shaky sigh. He looked back up at his mother with tears running down his pale cheeks.
"I-I want to know if I have one. All my friends are always talking about their 'daddy' or 'otou-san' giving them cool things for their birthdays and playing with them all the time. When they ask me about my Otou-san I.... I have nothing to say, b-because I don't know if I have one." He let out sobs and Hinata quickly hugged her son. He did need a father. Her four year old son was going through the crisis she went through when she was eleven. He was just at the beginning of life and he needed a male role model. She had to tell him. But how?
[{Um, this chapter wasn't meant to be long. And yes, we know it was a quick read. But, the next chapter will be long! Oh-kay. So review! Please 2nd story here!}]