Hi, I'm back once again! Sorry for the wait, I wanted to get this out here sooner, but other stuff kept getting in the way. But here is the next chapter, a lil longer this time too! Enjoy ^^
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto...boohoo. ; ;
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'...Buzz!....Buzz! Buzz...!'
An alarm...? But he didn't remember setting his alarm clock; he took 3 personal days off, no need for alarms. Sasuke turned over in his groggy state, fully intending to doze off again...
'Buzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.....!!'
Sasuke sat straight up in bed, his hair messily sticking everywhere and covering his eyes, which he was sure covering the murderous intend in them. He slowly glanced over to his clock again, seeing the green light glowing a wonderful 5:54am. He growled out loudly at the buzzing from the flat's intercom, he then realized, and wondered who the hell could it be at this time of morning. He snatched the covers from his silk black pajama pants form and ran his hands through his messy hair as he stood up, walking over to the living room, mumbling curses all the way there. He flipped up the light switch as he turned on the small color monitor that looked over three entrances to the building. Front entrance...no...side entrance...no...back entrance...person standing there soaked because of the rain and repeatedly pressing that damn buzzer! The person stood hunched over, head downcast, the person's hair was long, soaking wet and covering their face making it difficult to identify the person, he assumed it was a female; with all that hair and small frame it had to be. Probably pushing random numbers just to get in...
"Today's your lucky day...anything to keep you from hitting my damn number." He mumbled as he pressed the door release button for her to enter. He watched as the girl stumbled towards the buzzing door and walked in slowly, probably drunk or something he mused. "Damn it, now I'm wide awake again..." It took him at least five hours to actually fall asleep before this rude wake up call. He slowly made his way to the kitchen, his eyes looking up to the ceiling unconsciously right above the stove; it was painted over, looking as if the minor fire accident never took place. He opened the fridge and took out a bottle of water and trudged his way back to the living room where he promptly crashed on the comfy leather couch and begin to search for the remote between the cushions. "Looks like another early morning on the couch…" he mumbled to no one in particular as he turned on the TV and clicked the channel to the local morning news.
"Good morning Tokyo, I'm Taka Shizuka, filling in for Yamato Kisa, who is on maternity leave." Shizuka announced as she smiled into the camera. "In news today…"
Sasuke yawned, it was basically the same thing everyday in the world, nothing that really concerned him. He took a sip of his water and resumed watching the news, but what he saw next almost made him spit out his water.
"…Haruno Sakura was seen out in town yesterday, shopping for a new wedding gown for her wedding taking place only 4 months away, it seems she is going for a more western tradition…"
What. The. Fuck. It was an understatement that Sasuke was pissed. The Uchihas were a very traditional, especially about weddings. The wedding was only open to close family and a few friends and it was set as a traditional Japanese wedding. If she wanted a more western style they could do that at a later date for her sake, like he cared…
"…report has it that she wants a large wedding and around 200 guests." Shizuka reported, "Not all of the details were given as for location, but I'm sure that information will be said soon…" The TV was turned off promptly as he tossed the remote to the glass table in front of him, his elbows resting on his knees as he tried with all his might not to tear out his hair. The Uchihas were also very private about their personal lives, the only thing really showing on the news was how their business is doing; it seemed like Sakura was going to try to change that. Key word: Try.
Knock…knock…knock…
The knocks from the door of his flat was slow, but heavy…and he cursed his luck. Who in the hell would be knocking at his door this early? Couldn't be the press; he owned the building himself, there were only the select few (very rich clients and trusted people) that actually took residence there besides himself, plus, security monitored every entrance and it was required for you to have a resident ID to prove that you lived there. Come to think of it, where was security when that person was buzzing his number?
Knock…knock…knock…
Sasuke stood up from the couch and proceed to the door, "I swear whoever is behind this door is going to pay dearly and most likely with their……lives…." As soon as he swung the door open a small fist landed on his bare chest; God it was freezing! He looked down to the person that just hit him in the chest, his anger building up even so slightly…until she looked up to him with the most beautiful lavender eyes. Her eyes were red and puffy, clear signs that she had been crying, he then realized that she was the one at the back entrance… "Hinata…"
She immediately buried her face in his chest as she wrapped her arms around his waist, her whole body was wet and shivering violently from the rain and cold, but he could still feel her warm tears as they trailed down his chest. "I…I didn't know where else to go…please…" her voice was hoarse and could be barely heard. To say he was shocked was an understatement; after what he said to her those months ago he doubted she would of wanted to see him again, but here she was, clutching onto him for what seemed like dear life. He brought his arms up and hugged her back gently, he wasn't sure if his mind was playing tricks on him because of his lack of sleep or if she was really there with him. He brought his hand up to the back of her head, caressing her soaked hair; God she was so cold…
"Come inside, let's get you some dry clothes." He murmured softly as he released her small form and moved aside for her to enter.
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Around 30 minutes later, they were both sitting in the living room, Sasuke in his leather chair and Hinata on the couch, now bundled up in some of Sasuke's sweats and wrapped in a blanket. Her hair was still damp from the rain, but dryer than when she first arrived. In her hand she held a small glass of orange juice with Vodka; she was nursing her second glass slowly as Sasuke was on his 4th, his drinks having more vodka than orange juice. The room was quiet, the only noise coming from Hinata as she moved to get more comfortable on the couch. She glanced over to Sasuke who was sitting back in the leather chair, his head tilted back and eyes close, his drink being held securely by the rim with his fingers; it looked as he was asleep, but she knew better.
"What are you doing here?" His voice seemed to boom out of no where due to the quiet room, but he spoke normally, tiredly. She shifted nervously as she took another sip from her mixed liquid courage, looking towards the unlit fireplace. "Well…?" his deep voice murmured as he lifted his head up, his dark eyes looking to her now.
"I'm just tired of it…all of the lies and broken promises he's been feeding me..." She started as she brought her drink to her lips and gulped down what was left of it, "Naruto and I…things haven't been going so great for about 3 months now…and today was my breaking point. I didn't know where else to go or do, I just had to get away…" Her voice was still a bit hoarse as she leaned over towards the glass table in front of her, preparing to make herself another drink; he knew she didn't need another.
He reached over quickly and took the vodka bottle by its neck and pulled it out of her reach, her hand grazed over his as he did so. "I think you had enough liquor for one morning…" 'And to get you out of here before someone sees you.' He thought grimly. "Once your clothes are dry you can go home. You can't stay here." He said emotionlessly as he recapped the vodka bottle and stood to replace the bottle in the black liquor cabinet. He knew she was looking to his back…with those eyes…which was the main reason to avoid them; he sighed inwardly.
"I can't go back. I don't want to…" Hinata said quietly, it sounding as she was going to cry again; something he didn't need at the moment.
"Well, you can't stay here. If anyone sees me with you and so close to my wedding, rumors will spread and business will start to drop." It was a lie. Businesses would be stupid not to do business with them; they were the top brass. Plus, if someone were to get any dirt on the Uchiha clan, they would either be bribed or whatever dirty laundry in their closet would be aired out to public; they would rather take the first option.
"Aa…your wedding…" she mused out loud, "in 4 months, is it…?" She poured herself a glass of orange juice. "To the lovely Sakura…" Was that bitterness in her voice he heard? She took a sip from her glass, "She's very beautiful, you're lucky." Sasuke snorted at that comment as he went to take his seat again in the leather chair.
"She's annoying, loud, spoiled, and thinks the whole world resolves around her only…" he grumbled deeply as he again leaned his head back and shut his eyes. Hinata stayed quiet; she didn't know how to response to that, she just sipped on her orange juice, the room growing quiet again.
She glanced towards him again, his form looked relaxed in the chair, the storm outside was still going, but had calmed down a bit. "I guess that's how I saw Naruto...beautiful that is..." She smiled lightly in memory as she stared back at the unlit fireplace, "I admired him for so long I guess I didn't see his flaws."
'Naruto...' he growled out that name mentally; the guy was an complete idiot, a slacker, a mama's boy and she was crazy for the guy. He just couldn't understand it. No, he hadn't met him, but from the times when Hinata had complained about him he almost thought he knew the guy and not for the better. 'How dare me make MY Hinata cry...he shouldn't be within her standards, but he is...' He looked over to Hinata, she was still looking at the fireplace with a smile on her face, he snorted, breaking her trance. "Everyone has flaws, Hinata, you of all people should know that." It was a low blow, considering what type of family she had. If she had gotten and 92 on an exam, she would of been punished harshly because she didn't get an 100, both grades being an 'A', but numbers were everything in her ex-clan.
"Ah, except for you, right Mr. Uchiha? You're perfect in everyway." She calmly shot back at him as she finished her drink and sat the glass on the table, that smile still on her lips; didn't seem like he was going to make her day any worst than what it was. "Except for that birthmark on your butt cheek that looks like a heart." He frowned at that.
"Shut up." He grounded out, a light brush coming on his cheeks. He always hated when she teased him about that. Hell, his mother used to do that to him when he was younger around guests, he was so ashamed after that.
Hinata laughed a bit at his reaction, then once again growing quiet, her head downcasted as she brought up her knees to her chest and put her arms around them. "I told him to leave." He looked up to her at that statement. "I told him to pack up his stuff and leave...he was a burden, just another piece of weight holding me down. Months after months, it was lies and more lies...I'm just got tired of them..."
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"Time of death, 4:43am." One of the nurses said as she slid down her hand over the deceased eyes, closing them for the final time. The woman was 89 years old, mother of 3, grandmother of 2. Hinata stood there at the end of the bed as the team of nurse continued to gather the equipment in order for the waiting family to come in. Her knuckles were white from the hold she had on the foot rail, her eyes never leaving the frail body of her deceased patience, she watched as the air that was pumped into her lungs escaped her still warm lips...
"Hinata...Hinata, come on, we have to go..." Ino, her best friend said as she took a hold of one of her hands, trying to coax her to let go of the railing. "Hinata..." she said desperately. She understood how it could effect a person, but it was her job to be able to handle things like death; she was a nurse. Hinata nodded automatically as her grip loosened on the rails and Ino lead her away, but Hinata's eyes were still on the grandmother's body as she left. Ino lead her down the hallway and into an empty linen closet and sat the tranced like girl on a folded pile of linens and kneeled down to her level. "Hinata..." She said softly as a trail of tears suddenly rolled from the lavender eyes of her dearest friend and hugged her close. Silent sobs racked her body as Ino tried to soothe her gently, "Shh, it's ok...this happens Hina, it's ok..." she whispered to her as she tried to fight the tears that were threating to fall from her eyes as well. Both Hinata and Ino were year 2 nurses, but this was Hinata's first death she had to deal with; she had become so attached to the old woman...
Hinata hugged Ino back, her sobs quieting down as she calmed down more, but her eyes still filled with tears as she looked at Ino, her eyes watery as well. "I...I should of done something more...I...I let her die, Ino..." she then broke down in sobs again, her friend taking her back in her embrace as a few tears streaked down her face.
"No, Hina...No, there was nothing you could do, it was just her time to go, hun...Oh no, it's not your fault, it could never be..." Ino said in a strained, hushed voice as she stroked her friend's hair. "Shh, it's ok..." Ino stayed in that linen closet with her for 10 minutes before she fully calmed down, Hinata's eye liner has ran down her cheeks and her eyes were puffy and red from all the crying; Ino giggled lightly at her, "You look a mess, you should goto the rest room and clean yourself up." Hinata looked up to her, her eye liner also a mess, and smiled just slightly.
"Y..you should do the same..." Came her small, quiet reply, but Ino heard her clearly and smiled.
"Don't worry about me, you just go and clean up your face." she stood up and took a wet napkin from her pocket and opened the small packet while taking a small compact from her other pocket. "Don't worry about me, I have a smaller mess to fix compared to you, meet me back at the nurse's station ok?" The dark haired nurse nodded slightly as she stood up from her linen seat and exiting the linen closet, heading for the restroom not too far from the closet. She entered the restroom and headed towards the sink, but not before catching a glimpse at herself; she looked horrible. Her black eye liner were now the tracks of her tears, reaching all the way down to her chin. She smiled to herself gently as she began to reach for the faucet...
"Yes, she's dead...about 15 minutes ago..." a laugh was heard from one of the closed stalls, "Yes, yes, mother was quite the stubborn one to cling so dearly onto life..." the female voice said nonchalantly as Hinata stood there in shock. How could a person been so cruel as to talk about their own mother that way? "Next month?...Yes, her Will will be read then at the family's estate. A date will be announced to the immediate family members when the time comes..." She couldn't believe what she was hearing, were people really this selfish as I think of themselves only? How could you even not care for the person that gave you life? Hinata stood hunched over the sink, clutching onto it for what seemed like dear life, her body was shivering lightly from anger and rage from what the woman in the stall had said so carelessly. A jingle of the bathroom lock broke her out of her thoughts as the woman, a beautiful redhead in what looked like an Armani suit, stepped out of the stall and walked to the sink to give her manicured hands a quick wash. The nurse watched her in the mirror, her eyes looking in disbelief as the woman smiled and laughed while on her cell phone, even having the nerve to make dinner plans after her mother's funeral. "I have to go now, have to 'grieve' for dear ole mom, ha!" The redhead said before closing her phone and slipping it in her purse, she then took some water on the tips of her fingers and dabbed them under her eyes, making it seem like she had been crying and proceeded out of the restroom, high heels clacking all the way.
As soon as the door was close, Hinata fell to her knees, her rage and anger towards the the woman upsetting her even futher as tears once away ran down her cheeks. She couldn't understand how humans could be so heartless. The restroom door opened and closed once again, her hearing a familiar voice. "Hinata...? Hinata! what are you doing on the floor?!" Ino rushed to her side as she kneeled down to her level, placing a hand on her back, "Hinata..?"
"I'm...fine..." She sobbed silently as she wiped away her tears. She was so filled with rage at that moment, but she didn't want to take it out on Ino, she had nothing to do with it. Ino stroked her friend's pinned up hair softly as she sighed gently.
"You wash up your face and go home early, I'll take the rest of your shift ok?" She gently said to Hinata as she looked up to her, her face streaked with tears and ruined eye liner.
"N..No! I can't have you do that for me...I only have 3 m..more hours, Ino..." A finger was put on her lips to silence her, her blonde friend smiling slightly and shaking her head.
"You're a mess, Hina. You just wash your face and get your things. I will tell the supervisor I'm taking the rest of your shift and I'm sure you want to get started on your 3 days off early." She jokingly said as she helped her up and proceeded to turn on the faucet, Hinata cupping her hands and gathering water in them as she leaned over to wash her face, "Just get home and get some rest, I'll call you when I get off ok?" Hinata only nodded as she again brought water up to her face, Ino leaving her by herself once more.
Afterwards, Hinata made her way to the nurse's station, wearing her black and purple biker's jacket, her full-face matching helmet in her right hand and her black backpack on her left shoulder. Her comfortable white sneakers were replaced with black calf leather boots. "Are you sure you want to do this, Ino? I don't usually get off until 8am." She said has she adjusted the backpack on both shoulders.
Ino turned to her and smiled, "I'll be fine, you just get home safely, it's storming out. Have you clocked out yet?" she asked as Hinata went over to her computer terminal to sign out.
"Done. I'll be sure to call you when I get home ok?" She walked from the terminal and gave Ino a quick hug before walking towards the exit. Hinata passed by the family waiting room on her way out, the voice coming from inside sickening her.
"Why did she have to go so soon? Why?!" the woman from the restroom screamed out in what Hinata knew was fake sorrow. Her grip tightened on the strip of her backpack as she walked a bit faster to the exit. She made her way to the covered employee parking garage, the storm had calmed down a bit so her ride wouldn't be so bad on her baby. Unfortunately, she forgot her rainsuit at her flat, but she be sure to change out of the wet clothes before she caught a cold. She turned the corner and only walked a few steps before she came to her destination; her bike. She took a hold of the cover on it and pulled it off, revealing her purple, black and silver Yamaha FZ6R; this was her pride and joy. She packed away the cover in her backpack before getting on her bike and kicking up the stand, the roar she heard when she started it up always excited her, no matter how many times she has done it before, it was the same. Hinata pulled the helmet over her head and backed out the parking spot she was in, making her way to the exit and to make the trip home.
5:23am....
She was soaked and cold...all she wanted to do now was to take a hot shower and to crawl into bed...those were the things that were runniing through her head while she unlocked the door to her flat and walking to a bag of trash? She pushed the trash out of her way with her foot while feeling for the light switch on the wall and when she did flipped on the switch, she wished she hadn't. There were at least 2 bags of full trash near the door, across the room her dining table was cover with beer bottles and open chip bags and instant ramen containers. The soaked nurse then walked over to her kitchen, but she didn't bother to walk in there, it as a complete and utter shock to her system of cleanliness; it was disgusting! There was dishes piled up in the sinks and on the counters, more beer bottles, some half full still and a few of them laying on the side, the amber liquid now sticky on the floor. She continued her walk to the small living room, her hearing a light snoring sound as she came closer to her target: Naruto. He was passed out on the couch, his blonde hair disarray, his mouth wide out with drool on his bottom lip, and junk littered all about him; truly a sight of a wonderful boyfriend.
"Naruto..." she called out calmly as she stood behind the couch, getting no response from him, "Naruto." she repeated a bit louder, her only reaction this time was a snort and him turning over on his side, but still fast asleep. This time Hinata held her helmet up about 3 feet above his head...and dropped it.
"Ow! What the hell?!" Was the response from the now awake blonde, him still not noticing Hinata standing behind the couch.
"Awake now?" she asked as he rubbed the newly formed bump on his head, mumbling curses as he did so...then he realized who was there.
"Hinata? Hinata!! Oh, baby, when did you get home? I thought you were suppose to be here for a few more hours?" he said quickly and sheepishly as he stood up quickly to face her. He watched her as she walked over near the bedroom and lean against the wall, looking to him as he nervously stood there under her gaze.
"What happened here while I was gone? You had a party?"
"Wha..? No, baby...this, uh, was just a small get together with some friends...yeah!"
'Strike one...' she was in no mood for his bullshit anymore, "This doesn't look like a 'small get together' to me, Naruto."
He grinned a bit shamelessly, "Well, maybe a few more people came back to join the fun, but I did plan on having this place cleaned up before you got back, really!"
"So, you were going to hide the fact that you had the 'get together' from me?" her voice was eerie calm for Naruto; if it had of been any other person they would of been yelling their ass off.
"Um...no, not really..." he looked down to this feet, trying to avoid her gaze.
It was quiet for a minute or two before she spoke again, but on something completely off topic. "Did you goto work yesterday?" It was a simple question right?
The tanned blonde blinked for a second before saying, "Of course I did, what kind of question is that? You know I goto work every--"
"Then tell me why when I called your uncle he said that you weren't at work, that you never bothered to show up that day or for the past 2 months, Naruto." Her voice had gotten louder by the end of the sentence, her hand was clenched tightly in a fist as she now looked down to the dirty carpet, her bangs covering over her eyes. The past anger and rage that she felt towards the redhead was now being directed towards Naruto due to his constant lying to her face. It was an on going cycle with him. Things were great when they first moved in together, but as a few months pass he started to show his true colors. 'Strike two...'
"I...I.." He couldn't explain anything to her.
"Naruto..." Fuck strike three. "When I get back, I want you out of here..." Silence. Then a bit of laughter from the male.
"You're...you're not serious are you, Hinata-chan?" She looked up at him in disbelief; he didn't think she was serious. "You just had a hard day at work, just sleep it off and we can talk about this later." he finished as he walked over to her, his hands raising up to place on her shoulders.
"D..don't you dare touch me..." Her body was quivering now from anger; what she hated the most was when people didn't take her seriously or when they lied to her face. He just accomplished both. She looked up to him, her eyes again filled with tears, her jaw clenched as she watched the surprised look on his face. "You have lied to me for the last time, Naruto, I'm tired of it...I want you out...when I return I want you out!!" she shouted at him, which was very unlike her, and pushed past him and to the door, slamming it on the way out...
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"...and here I am now." she finished as she stared at the glass coffee table, "Before I knew it, I was here. This the first place my mind thought of."
Sasuke just sat there silently, his drink still untouched as he tried his best not to go and find the blonde and inflict bodily damage to him, he sighed lightly; he needed to work out his anger in a better way..."I'm sorry your day started out this way, Hinata." his voice was deep and surprisedly sincere; it was nice to know that he cared at least. "But you will still need to go once your clothes are done. I'm sorry your flat is a mess, but--" he stopped when she stood up from the couch, taking the blanket from her body, now just standing there in his sweats, the pants were slipping from her small waist.
"I don't want to go back there..." she said softly as she took a step towards the sitting raven haired Uchiha, then another step, "Please..." She let the sweatpants fall from her waist, her toned, creamy thighs now exposed to him. Sasuke, on the other hand, didn't know what to do; he wanted to embrace her and tell her everything was going to be ok, but that was only in a fairytale story...He set his eyes on hers, black meeting lavender.
"Hinata, stop this, you know we can't do this anymore." His words fell on deaf ears as she took up his untouched drink from the wooden arm of the chair and drained the glass of its contains. Sasuke groaned inwardly; that was mostly vodka in that glass...
She sat the glass down back in its place, her cheeks now a bit pink from the liquor she just comsumed as she leaned down toward Sasuke, her right knee was placed right between his legs as she stared down at him and he at her. She was this close, so close to him and he didn't stop her. He reached up slowly towards her face, but instead of pushing her away, he caressed her cheek gently as she leaned into his warm touch. She sighed softly as his hand slowly made its way down to her slender neck, his thumb caressing her soft skin gently. God, how he missed this, just to be so close to her, to feel her warmth from her body again. He slid his hand behind her neck, pull her down to him gently as he tilted his head up to capture her lips in a kiss. Hinata placed her hands on his shoulders to better lower herself down to him, her legs now straddling him as he slowly deepened the kiss between them. She tasted like vodka and cirus, but that was to be expected. His hand had long ago left her neck, now both of his hands slowly traveling up her thighs, it was like he was trying to remember them by touch as if she was doing to disappear only a few seconds later; God, he had missed her. She released her lips from his and started to kiss down his neck, licking and nibbling as she went, this causing Sasuke to promptly grind his hips up against her warmth.
"Hinata..." his voice was strained as he closed his eyes and she bit him again hardly, only to soothe the pain by licking over it, he growled in pleasure. "We...we have to...Oh God..." he couldn't say anymore as his dominator started to suck on his neck hard, leaving a bright red mark in its place. His hands had slipped under the sweatshirt that she wore, his hands caressing her back as she continued to kiss his neck, her movements going slower, and slower....then stopping...? Sasuke stopped his movements as well as turned to look to a now sleeping Hinata; he sighed, he didn't know rather from pent up sexual fraustration or relief that they didn't start this 'relationship' back up. He should of remembered that she couldn't hold her liquor so well and that she was the type to fall asleep if she consumed over her limit. He wrapped one of his arms around her waist as me pushed himself up with the other, then carried Hinata over to the couch and laid her down to rest, pulling the blanket over her half naked form. He ran a hand through his hair as he looked down to her; she was tired, she probably was only trying to get her mind off what happened this early morning. He nodded to himself saying that was the reason for her actions.
Sasuke walked back to his bedroom, being sure to close the door behind him then sat down on his bed. "What a crazy morning this has been..." he murmured to no one. He then looked over to his phone and picked it up and pressing 7, it immediately connecting to another line.
"Security office." A smooth voice said, a hint of a smile playing on the tone.
Sasuke smirk a bit as a short laught escaped him, "Thank you, Kakashi..."
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*giggles* I hope you enjoyed this chapter. I will try to get another one out soon, but I don't like to rush things. Please review and tell me what you think. ^.^
