A/N: Wow, I'm floored by the number of reviews I've gotten for the first chapter of this story! Just insane! Thanks everyone, your support is much appreciated!

Just as a warning…this chapter is pretty much just smut. Haha. I love a good smut fic once in a while.

Highest Bidder

Chapter Two

"I have a few rules."

"Uh, alright."

"First," Sasuke crinkled his nose as he looked around Hinata's apartment. "I get the bed. Any problems with that?"

Hinata was about to object that he was the one who was supposed to listen to her, but given the forceful, demanding way he talked, she decided to comply. "Al-alright."

"Second…" He eyed her suspiciously. "Are you good at cooking?"

Hinata shrugged. "I'm decent."

"Then we'll be ordering out," Sasuke said gruffly, plopping down on the couch with his arm draped over the armrest.

The girl sighed and stood right where she was. "Okay, as long as it isn't too expensive."

Hinata lifted her eyes from the ground and stared at him. He just looked so cool and calm, sitting there in that tight black shirt and scratching his head while giving her orders like nobody's business. She gulped, realizing that even though she didn't know him too well, she was quite lucky to have a pretty good-looking man staying at her house for a week. She hesitantly took a seat next to Sasuke, who looked at her out of the corner of his eye.

"And no sex!" He barked after a moment of silence, making Hinata nearly jump out of her skin.

"I-I-I wasn't even thinking about that!" She quickly responded.

"Yeah right," Sasuke said sarcastically. "That's why every single woman showed up at the auction tonight; they're cock-craving pieces of-"

"But really!" Hinata interrupted, determined to show him that she was different. "That's not why I was there!"

Sasuke raised his brow in disbelief. "Ya know, I really don't know you too well, but from my personal experience, it's always the quiet, shy girls who are the horniest."

The Hyuuga felt herself blush as her thoughts turned to the "naughty box" she had hiding under her bed. "You're-you're wrong! I'm not…horny at all."

The man grinned. "Your face is turning red." He surprised Hinata by grabbing her wrist and resting two fingers on its underside. "And your pulse is speeding up. You're a bad liar, Hinata."

Hinata shook her wrist from his grip embarrassedly, but was pleased that he had called her by her name. "I'm just nervous, is all."

"Never been with a man before, I take it?"

The girl didn't answer immediately. There was a reason why everyone thought Sasuke was so smart: he was very perceptive. And even though they really didn't know each other, he hit the nail right on the head when it came to her love life. Hinata had never had a boyfriend her entire life. She was much too shy when it came to the opposite sex.

Hinata cleared her throat and stood up, her legs shaking slightly. "I'm kinda tired. Um…I'll show you to my room if you want."

Sasuke felt his shoulders droop: he really wanted to start a kinky conversation with the girl and get her to admit all the horribly gross stuff that virgins do, but nonetheless he followed Hinata down the short hallway and into her bedroom. His disappointment heightened when he saw the very plain, very boring, very non-sexual room. Come on, this single girl living all on her own must keep her porn and toys somewhere!

"I'm sorry," Hinata said quietly. "It's not much."

"It certainly isn't," Sasuke agreed, walking past her into the room and sitting down on the bed, which was actually quite comfortable.

Hinata remained standing in the doorway. "Is there anything else I can get you?"

Sasuke yawned widely and lay back on the mattress with his hands behind his head. "Nope, I'm good."

"…Okay then."

An awkward silence hung over them when Sasuke cleared his throat and shrugged his shoulders. "Ya know, I am your slave for a week…if you really wanna come join me…"

Hinata shook her head and laughed nervously. "N-No, no, thanks though." She turned around. "I'll just be on the couch, if you need anything during the night."

Sasuke smirked as he watched her shuffled down the hallway. 'She so wants to fuck, I know it,' he thought.

The Uchiha remained still on the mattress for a few hours, awake and lost in his thoughts. The entire apartment had been completely silent for quite a while now, and from time to time he could hear Hinata breathing deeply down the hallway. Sasuke exhaled, blowing the strand of hair that was in his eyes away from his face. Even though earlier he had vehemently opposed to the idea of having sex with Hinata, he had planned on getting at least a little dirty the moment that the squad agreed on having the auction. What else would the women in the village want to do with a single man that would do their bidding for an entire week?

'And Hinata's not that hideous-looking,' Sasuke thought, scratching the annoying itch on the end of his nose. 'I wouldn't mind making out and stuff…but sex…" His eyes widened and he immediately sat straight up, grinning. 'I'm curious now.'

Sasuke swung his legs over the edge of the bed, stood up, and proceeded to yank out the drawer of the nightstand. He stuck his hand into the drawer and felt around, feeling nothing but a box of tissues and some pens, and replaced it.

'Perverted stuff, perverted stuff…where would a girl keep her perverted stuff?'

Sasuke continued to search the room for half an hour, looking behind the curtains and in every drawer of the dresser, turning up nothing more incriminating than some lacy undergarments. He leaned against the dresser after combing through the last drawer, sucking on his lower lip.

'I refuse to believe that she doesn't have at least some yaoi or something!'

His eyes wandered to the large, dark space beneath her bed and a smirk tugged at the corners of his mouth. Sasuke pushed himself off the dresser and got on his hands and knees, peeking under Hinata's bed. After his eyes adjusted to the dark, he spotted a large cardboard box and his heart leapt with glee. His greedy hands snuck under the bed and quickly pulled the box out of its hiding place.

'Nice try, Hinata.'

Sasuke sat back down on the cold, hard floor with the box securely in his hands. He was about to slip the lid off when he felt a pang of guilt in his heart. What if there was something way more personal than sex toys and porn inside the box? What if he accidentally stumbled across some artifacts from Hinata's past, or a diary with all her secrets and desires, or pictures of her deceased loved ones?

Sasuke sighed and tucked his fingers under the lid. 'Well, I never was known for being the most sincere person. What the hell?'

Before he could change the mind, he flipped the lid off, which landed on the floor silently. He peered into the box, relief and a sense of sneakiness pouring over him as his eyes poured over covers of doujinshi that featured two or more men in rather sexually explicit positions. Sasuke wrinkled his nose and gagged; he could never understand why girls found gay men fornicating to be attractive.

'My, my, Little Miss Horny, if anyone ever knew…'

Sasuke's hands brushed against a smooth, round object and his eyes widened in terror. Shaking, he lifted the small, egg-shaped item to his face and his lower jaw fell in horror.

'It…it's still wet!'

Sasuke yelled in disgust and stood up, the box crashing to the floor. He turned to the door and gasped. "W-Water! Soap! Dear god, anything!"

He ran out of the room, holding his hand delicately, and spotted the bathroom on the other side of the hallway. He banged the door open and, without bothering to turn on the lights, quickly turned on the sink faucet and stuck his slimy hand underneath.

'Sweet Jesus, why, WHY did I have to open that box?'

The bathroom light flicked on behind him and a slippered foot stepped onto the tile floor. "S-S-Sasuke-san, is something wrong?" Hinata yawned. "I heard you yell and-"

Sasuke spun around, glaring daggers at her. "You're the one that's wrong!"

Hinata tilted her head to one side. 'What are you-"

"Not washing your vibrator!" Sasuke spat with disgust. "God, I can't even believe it! And all that…gay porn too!"

All the color vanished from the girl's face. "You…you were snooping around my room?"

"How could I not with that box of yours' just waiting to be found!"

Hinata looked at the floor nervously, taking a moment to respond. "You-you just try living on your own…with the knowledge that no guy in the village will ever like you."

All the anger that had take up every pore of Sasuke's body seconds before left and was replaced once again with guilt and sadness. Seeing Hinata staring at the tile with tears welling up in her eyes was enough to make even the most insensitive, cold-hearted man melt. Sasuke sighed and turned off the faucet, reaching for the towel that lay next to the sink.

"Ya know, if vibrators and sick doujinshi are the worst things you have in your room, then you're not too bad of a kid."

Hinata started to yank on a loose thread of her blue bathrobe. "Please-please don't tell anyone."

The man shrugged and checked his reflection in the mirror. "Why would I? It's no one's business."

"Thank you."

Sasuke ran his hand through his messy hair and frowned, his duplicate in the mirror frowning as well. "But seriously…wash your toys. It smelled really gross."

"I'm kinda new at that…that sort of thing."

"I could tell."

"Well, you are my-my slave for a week. Maybe you could wash it-"

Sasuke turned to her, eyes wide and upper lip quivering. "Hell NO! I'm not touching that ever AGAIN! In fact…" he stomped to the bathroom door and brushed past Hinata. "I'm sleeping on the couch for the rest of the week. Good NIGHT!"

And with that said, he slammed the door. Hinata rubbed her arm nervously, hearing muffled footsteps making their way into the living room.

'I should've said it was TenTen's…'