There's some citrus/lime by the end ;-)

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II

Part II

(Unexpected)

The party was at its zenith.

Every partygoer was moving and vibrating harder than ever. Even the ones playing around in the pool or the surroundings came back inside. It was in their glinting eyes, their hardly contained smiles, the chatter and laughs. Everyone was having fun, even those who had been dubbed as stuck-up or boring.

Hinata knew that it had been just a matter of timing for her –being on the right place at the right moment. Wasn't it for Kiba passing by to bicker with Ino as usual, she would have been left aside.

She knew her statue as wallflower and that somewhere it was her fault. Young people were supposed to have fun, be interesting, be outgoing or have at least that one thing that could drive people in.

Hinata's personality was at the far opposite side of the spectrum, far from that of those around her. She felt guilty. It wouldn't stop running around in her head.

"I love your plaid vest! Oh my, look at the black hood! Gotta borrow that one" Karin said. Hinata jumped out of her head.

"No problem Karin-Chan"

"Aw, isn't that cute? She called me Karin-Chan! Ha, ha." Karin was extremely amused. Hinata wondered "But isn't it hot?"

"I'm okay. Do not worry about me"

"Nah. That's too much. You need to get rid of one of your clothes"

Hinata traded her jeans pants with Karin's jeans skirt. She had been suffocating since an hour ago, but her shyness and manners kept her from complaining or fix anything. Despite her protesting or blushing she was thankful deep down.

The fussy warm inside her belly lost to coldness again. Her eyes grew so wide, she thought they'd fall. Yet neither the trembling nor the anxiety crawling over her skin stopped.

Sakon who went out for a moment came back with red pills, some powder and weeds.

That left Hinata pale as soon as she realized what it was. One of her childhood friend did drugs! His attitude had been strange when he started taking his distances with them. Even the reason why he did so escaped her mind. Their friends thought it was because of his jealousy for Sasuke but Hinata knew there had to be more to it but never had she suspected this. The image concerning those forbidden products that had always been inside her head made bells rang.

She was scared.

She didn't know where else to go.

Kiba shared at first with just the boys, leaving girls whining about it –especially Karin.

Karin turned to her with pills.

"Come on, don't be a pussy. You'd have the best time of your life"

"Karin-Chan, I… I am not sure about this…"

For a crazy second her frozen posture gave an encouragement to the red haired girl and the gray haired friend of hers. She took it in her hand. Her eyes never left the red pills.

Someone pulled her away.

"What-"

"You'd better go dance or some shit"

"Ki-kiba-kun! But she said…"

"She said what she wanted. You shouldn't take this"

"Please Kiba-kun. It's okay"

"No, it isn't. Just fucking go away!" Kiba was frowning deeply, and nothing was warm about his tone. Hinata's eyes gleamed "don't look at me like that. Just join someone else"

She turned to look at Karin and the others. They were too pleased with the effects of their drugs.

"Go now!" Kiba screamed harder

And she was off before another world could be uttered.

She was alone again with herself. She tried again to pretend, to have fun like everyone around her, but misery loved company. Her misery came back with vengeance, lashing onto her.

This time she couldn't pretend. She couldn't even dance, despite being the odd one on the dance floor.

Hinata anted so much to get stronger. But one couldn't get used to it so easily.

Tears fell.

She hated the song that was played. It hurt her to watch people dance to that, when each beat thrust the knife deeper.

Staying in my play pretend

Where the fun, it got no end

Ooh

Can't go home alone again

Need someone to numb the pain

She just stood there.

Wake up every day with a fake smile, get to class, get good grades, be social, go out on the weekends, don't be boring, be interesting, don't fuck up, drink just enough, be what everyone expected, learn to lose what you cherish, learn that life moves on and somehow survive another week… the song made her think about all her failures.

Something touched her.

Almost like an illusion, the touch felt light as two big hands swallowed her shoulders and lightly led her forward. A familiar scent invaded her nostrils, a pleasant one that had inhabited her dreams for more than one month then.

Anxiety squeezed her brain and chest.

When looking up, her eyes met the expected endless pools of his gaze. The violence and despair of her feelings shook. After months of dreams about him, heightened by the repression she had been forced into, his presence was like hitting a wall of brick.

She had wished so much to turn every feeling she had for him down.

It was a bittersweet taste.

There was his appearance that hurt her. He was gorgeous. It scared and intimidate her. He had a handsome face that attracted stares. His traits were symmetric, easily belonged on magazines cover but his eyes where the best about him. Even she, had realized how much beautiful his eyes were, the kind of heart-skipping-a-beat beauty.

Even his skin which was as pale as her got him compliments.

There was always his perfect ways at succeeding in everything. He always came first, even in the archery club where she was too. They had started at the same time, yet he was their club number bar far, while she was still not good enough. She felt like a completely failure when she thought about that. It hurt harder as she was supposed to be like him. They had the same background, yet she felt like the negative reflection of him. She failed where he made him.

His father could proudly talk about his performances during reunions and what not while her father almost hide he had a child the same age.

Yet it broke her heart to think that she could have made it to college without meeting him. They sure didn't play on the same field, neither would have she dared to love such a perfect reflection of society. She admired him. When she learned to know him, it was her collapse.

But it was in the past.

After an incident never had they spend any time together alone anymore. There was a time when they had shared and spent time together. Now a wall separated them. She was happy, though.

It was contradicting, beautiful and confusing.

"Sasuke-kun"

"Good evening Hinata..." he greeted, his eyes unreadable as usual "What are you doing here alone?"

He leaned against the wall behind him. His hands slid over her shoulders to her forearms. Unafraid, she squeezed his warm big hands. She was pleased when he squeezed back. It was like there was a silent promise for her, something her heart yearned so much for.

Shame and anguish tainted her happiness. Like the cancer they were, they ate it up, crawled into her heart. Her hands grew weaker.

Noticing the looseness, he reinforced the grip he had on her.

"Having fun" Hinata said

"It's not like you… to be this reckless" Sasuke said. He stared at her so intensely she felt it all over her skin.

She shrugged. Many questions ran through her head but they died at the back of her throat. She breathed deep.

"Are you alright?" he suddenly asked

"Yes why?" she blinked a little taken aback

"I don't know, you seem a little off… and I saw you accepting weird pills"

Hinata shook. Sasuke squeezed her hands a bit.

"Y-you saw it? Were you alone?"

"Yes… but you didn't answer"

"… I-I'm fine" she bit her lips, gnawing at it slowly but hard enough. When his gaze followed the movement, she stopped.

"You can't lie to me this easily. I saw you the moment you joined the party"

She licked her lips and breathed deep to gain some focus. She needed her entire mind, now that she wanted a way out of the situation at hand.

If that was not a surprise! For someone who had been engrossed in avoiding her, he seemed to know a bit too much. It didn't displease her. That wasn't the problem.

"Don't. I watched you all the time up until now-"

She was more embarrassed than pleased.

"-And I can tell you that you have a bad taste concerning your social circle"

"You are from that circle"

"See?" he said with a mocking undertone

"…Tonight I just… want to forget about everything… so I'm here" She looked up, noticing how his eyes covered her warmly

"Pacing out" he stated

"Trying to dance"

"If so, let's dance"

She let him do.

They stared at each other. They didn't do anything else for a while. She had the feeling that she was looking at him for the first time, rediscovering him all over again. Her heart beat painfully. She wanted to cry so much, but she concealed everything inside.

She wanted to look or run away, yet she didn't find it in her. Rather, Sasuke's gaze pinned her right on the spot. The way his dark eyes stared at her made her want to stared back for the longest she could. She almost forgot everything that happened.

Sasuke pulled her into his arm suddenly. As expected she felt some resistance. He was involved in many sport clubs, thus he had to keep up. He did well at doing so and she could testify. Just by being glued to him, she could feel his hard chest and tight abs. she particularly liked how his biceps kept pushing her more and more into him.

It didn't take long for her body to react like that of a woman. The lasting embrace roused that throbbing pain in her loins that had bothered her for the past two months. It had gotten so bad but she did her best to protect what was left of them. What she had cherished for so long.

Her heart was beating so hard she thought he could felt it. There as fear it. She was afraid everyone could see.

'Have you never tried to kiss him?'

She jolted.

"Sa-Sasuke-"

She tried to part but he hugged her.

"You should be wary of men" he whispered in her left ear. Shivers crawled up her back. For a second she stopped to push.

"W-what?"

"If I did this" he tightened his grip and trailed his hand up her thigh "could you escaped me?" his husky voice made her arch into him

"S-Sasuke…" she moaned, despite all her efforts not to.

"Could you resist me?" his hand was now sliding through her sleeveless white top.

"I-I-"

"You" he darkly chuckled. At first she thought he was just messing her, but his hard grip on her waist hinted about his state being as trouble as hers "You couldn't because you are… too frail. You could get easily hurt"

The room felt so hot that she had to open her vest. She almost got rid of it. But her embarrass was too strong. She couldn't deny it though. Her belly churned with impatience and a desire almost too overwhelming to fight.

He had that look as if she was the most interesting thing to look at. Her guards were turning weaker but they were still up. She had good reasons to be picky about her possible reactions to him. In fact she partly blessed the natural way he had avoided her… but now, it was hard.

They seemed to be on the same wavelength. The moment was exhilarant yet scaring.

Lost in her intoxicated mind, she wondered when it all started, when he managed to sneak his way into her mind like that. But there was no way in denying it. 'The night is yours to do whatever you want because you can' Sakon told her. Well, it was a start.

Feeling bold, she pulled him down to her face.

"I'm frail but I would fight if it was someone else…"

She kissed him. It was so light, so soft like her. The kiss expressed her bewilderment, her burning need yet her fear to make the bad movement. It was retrained because she still had that choice despite her body yearning for him.

It felt like eternity.

He straightened his torso which resulted in Hinata crushing into him completely, her lips hung on his. When the spellbinding yet agonizingly slow kiss ended, his fingers exposed her neck to his avid mouth. She arched to fit into him.

They weren't kids anymore. She realized what was going on. Even if there was any reticence, her desire had swallowed it all up. Neither his demanding caress and lips, nor his natural reactions to her scared her away.

She wasn't scared at all.

"I hope y'all having fun!"

The guests roared in response.

They were kissing, oblivious of their surroundings. Nothing mattered but what happened in their bubble, between their pressed body moving in sync, or the relentlessly need building up.

They were submitting to this intoxicating pleasure that had pent up all those months. Despite their efforts, the river flooded its bank. They were drowning.

Sasuke had her pinned with his body against the wall where he had been thirty minutes ago. He grinded into her so much, his hips jolted her skirt upward. She reciprocated, copying every one of his moves. Kisses and moans escape them without restrain.

Nothing could stop them.

Their inhibitions didn't exist anymore.

But people do.

Sasuke's hands were few inches away from her most sensitive part and heavens when a body abruptly bumped into them. They stumbled to the side but Sasuke quickly grab Hinata by the waist and pulled her to his chest. He was frustrated and now angry while Hinata was more frightened. Her heart hadn't totally recovered from her missing the floor and now it had to face worse. Not even once did it occur to them that could be bad omen.

Their eyes met with a couple that was trying to have their time too but whose system was alcohol-intoxicated. The boy who had brown bushy hair was half naked, and his partner, a soft-red haired girl, was on top of him. His eyes were confused; hers conveyed her annoyance.

The boy's eyes grew wide.

Sasuke and Hinata suddenly hit reality.

"Hey Sasuke! Hick, what the fuck? There are two of… ah no! Ah ha! Who are you with?"

Sasuke hide her more.

"K-Kiba-kun…" she whispered

"Hiding her? Naughty boy! I know what you are doing here, he he… her hair is not supposed to-" he stopped talking

It was enough for Sasuke to take another path, but Hinata stopped. She had seen when Kiba's eyes grew wide. Her heart skipped a beat.

Sasuke pulled harder.

"What if-"

"It won't change a thing"

Once close to the stairs, Hinata turned back. Kiba did not exactly fall into their ex mutual friends' grace, but he could always open his mouth just because of Sasuke and two other fair-haired teens he didn't like so much. All of that would have been a disaster similar to a domino's effect.

She only hoped he hadn't sharp eyes.

Chaos reigned around them. Most of the teens were drunk or doing nonsense. There were some on the balcony of the second floor who shot beer on the crowd with plastic guns. Others were hanging on the same balcony, pretending to jump over the rail.

Hinata was happy it was so. No one was caring about them.

Sasuke wasn't having any of it. He pulled her a bit harder and she ended against him once again, his mouth to her ear.

"He's drunken. He even fainted" Sasuke whispered

"I know but it's already late and-" she caught her breath when Sasuke nibbled her sensitive neck "and maybe they-" he gnawed then sucked under her jaw "they, I-I…"

"You?" he asked his voice so husky, so desire-ridden

"Me?"

He roughly kissed her. His tongue licked her lips, running lazily over hers. Electricity sparkled on the wake of Sasuke's moist trail until she couldn't resist anymore. Her lips parted to welcome his invading tongue she wanted to suck so much.

He pulled away.

Hinata moaned and tried to kiss him again but he kept her at arm-length. He chuckled again at her poor expression and nibbled her ear.

"Sa-Sasu… don't be so mean"

"I thought you were hesitating" he mocked

"…To be honest, yes."

"If you don't want, I would understand" his voice was calm; the sincerity of it reached his eyes. That didn't keep his pain away. It was in his eyes.

It came from the same reason that kept them away from each other.

"It has nothing to do with you but me"

"Please, don't use such a lame cliché" he grimaced.

"But it's true. You know how I am and that might…" Hinata trailed.

"Be a problem. Yes I know. At any rate you know about my feelings, though"

"Yes… but there has always been a fine line between rules and breaking them for me"

"Hinata, look… you are not perfect, neither I. No one is. We sometimes have wishes that don't go along with-" Sasuke remained silent for a second "listen, if there's any chance that you actually… if you want me… for once think about what you want"

"That's not me" she answered. Her voice was weak.

"You don't seem to know yourself"

"But you said you cared about me… was it an illusion you have come to appreciate?"

"To be honest, at first I didn't care. Then your face detached itself from the crowd and that's it"

He didn't blink.

He didn't hesitate.

The butterflies turned into killer bees.

Reality struck her again and she was left dumbfounded at the situation at hand. Never had she imagined or dared to entertain the very thought of him thinking like that.

She had craved for Sasuke but never dared to entertain the thought of even pecking his lips. She had always walked and abided to rules without questioning her wishes or wants. It had always been black and white. Now, Sasuke was hers to do whatever she wanted and her very persona was put at doubt.

Now the question was clear inside her head: would she dare tearing apart everything she had always been to submit to this desire that had been hers for so long? Without guaranty?

She was a good child despite hardship of life. In her world where friendship meant everything, betrayal or sneaking around had no places. Daring to sleep with a friend could upset so many things like the friendship in the first place. Her case was worse, thought. It wasn't just about Sasuke and her.

As she was now, she couldn't do such a thing and have the strength to get up from bed the next day. If she dared crossing the line, there was no turning back…

Everything would be different.

Their unfocused eyes were still connected. She trusted him and his judgment. It was Sasuke and he was never wrong. He also cared for her. Smiling up, she bent down -given her steps were higher than Sasuke's- and kissed him timidly.

She opened her lips delicately and stared at Sasuke's closed ones. He breathed slightly.

"There would be no turning back… if you let me do Hinata" Sasuke said. He licked his lips.

"I want it to Sasuke-kun"

It was all he needed to pull her into the next free room. Sasuke threw Hinata on the bed. Her white top was the first thing to be torn away.

In no time, the room was filled with groans and lewd cries, pleadings and skins slapping against each other. The force of his plunges and thrusting left Hinata gasping for her air, his stroking driving them both crazy.

Despite holding onto each other for dear life, despite Sasuke gripping her hips and Hinata clawing his back, it wasn't sufficient. They were desperate to make one. Their need to be always closer was driving them crazy, oblivious.

"Argh… fuck… heavens! Hina!"

"Ah… Ah… Hah –hah… ha" she moaned at each of his thrust

"Shit… You like it that way? ... ugh"

"Ah… ah… hah-"

"Answer me!"

"Too - t-t-t… please…"

Back and forth, threatens and more positions and more madness filled their senses. Nothing mattered now; nothing expect the two of them and their feelings. The rest of the word didn't exist.

But they were wrong.

The world never stops, not for anyone or anything, let alone lovers. It just waited, binding its time to catch up with everyone.

They were going to learn how much it was true…

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SASUHINA all the way! x)

Next issue: chapter two, Part I (Memories)