Delicious Disaster

Chapter 3: Masculinity and Chauvinism

"Oi! Ino-pig! Your elbow's digging into my rib!"

"Shut up, you idiot! They'll hear us!"

"Heh, they're too busy making eyes at each other."

"…Are you blind? Looks more like they're afraid to catch pink-eye."

"They both had their eyes activated earlier…"

"Hm. That is true."

Both Sakura and Ino settled back behind the roof of the apartment buildings across Sasuke's, and the woman below them was probably wondering if she had squirrels living in her attic from all the noise they were making. For a couple of kunoichi's, they were not that stealthy today and that probably had something to do with the extreme excitement over the beauty of "young love" as Lee liked to call it. The had wondered earlier on, how the green clad boy would react to hearing about their new discovery but then suggested not, considering his relationship with Neji and his romantic relationship with Sakura.

That was before he dumped her.

Sakura, being too stunned at the time, only realised afterwards that he had mentioned something about Sakura being the only one for him, but him not being up to her standards and that it was not at all her fault but that he simply could not be with someone when he knew he was not good enough for her. It had taken her about an hours discussion with Ino, Naruto and Tenten for her to deduce what he meant. And that had left her feeling even worse and even guiltier.

The green eyed girl placed the eyes of the binoculars securely to her own and watched Sasuke and Hinata interact in the kitchen. The boy was leaning over the counter that separated the living room from the cooking area while the girl chopped some vegetables and looked up smilingly occasionally whenever the boy said something.

The corner of Sakura's mouth twitched when she saw this and something light fluttered in her chest as she watched their interaction. Pulling the binoculars away, she handed them to her blonde friend.

"Ino…" she began, unable to come up with the words. Instead, one look at her softly smiling face, made the other girl take a look. Pale brows knitted together as Ino focused on the couple and a few moments later that melted into a look of pure awe.

"Well, would you look at that?" she breathed, her mouth curling into a disbelieving smile. "I wonder if they're as aware of their own progress as we are."

The pinkette snorted.

"Doubt it, we've been watching them for three weeks straight and despite their progress…it's a little slow…" Placing a finger to her lips, she frowned with disappointment, shaking her head lightly. "I mean we've already figured out that they don't see each other everyday. And for two people who are obviously really into each other that's a little pathetic. And then there's the whole eye contact issue. Pink eye is right. Plus, Sasuke's being as chauvinistic as usual…maybe less though, considering he's around Hinata-chan."

Shaking with laughter next to her, Ino patted her friend on the back, amused at her obsession with the situation. It was a funny thing really; two girls who were spying on their former crush and trying their best to be devious in getting him together with another girl who showed absolutely no interest in him whatsoever previously. Who would've thought?

Cerulean eyes sparkled with warmth.

"At least things seem to be going smoothly for them. Sometimes I wonder though," she paused, a small frown on her forehead, "if they'll get anywhere at all or if they're just going to…drift."

"Or if someone might come along and ruin it…" Sakura finished solemnly with a sigh.

The blonde nodded. "It'd be a real shame if they didn't get serious. I mean, of all the girls, no offense to you of course, I think Hinata would probably be the best for him…"

The medic expert nodded surprising mind-manipulator a little. "I agree, she's got the most patience and Sasuke-kun actually seems to enjoy being around her. He was never like that around us then, and even now he's pretty indifferent. And we're on the same team."

They both sighed and turned their attention back to the two in the window. The dark haired boy seemed to be drinking a cup of tea that Hinata had just gracefully placed in front of him, that blush ever present. At this point, neither kunoichi knew whether it was because of the heat from the kitchen or whether it was him. They really would not have been surprised if it veered towards the latter or both even.

Having spied on their targets for the previously mentioned three weeks, both girls had figured out a fair number of things; from the fact that Hinata always seemed to be bringing Sasuke his dinner to the fact that they hardly talked and when they did, Hinata blushed, Sasuke drank more tea and the overall unresolved sexual tension shot through the roof and was enough to send Sakura and Ino into fits of frustrated ranting.

All of the above and that things were apparently going way too slow for their liking.

Well, one had to remind oneself that for two hyper kunoichi's, this was the equivalent to Kakashi's obsession with Icha Icha novels.

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"Jasmine. I know it is."

Feminine lips twitched as Hinata tried not to smile, both apologetic and amused at Sasuke's determination to decipher what sort of tea he was currently drinking. The girl had bought him a box from the Usagi Den the last time she had visited and since then, he had tried countless times to figure out what sort of tea it was. The box had no information at all and was basically blank except for a small picture of a rabbit. Figures.

The Uchiha sighed and grabbed his cup, downing its warm contents in a dash, annoyed and defeated.

They had finished dinner over an hour ago and while the girl skittered around the kitchen cleaning up the dishes and brewing more tea, he had sat on the counter, swinging his legs and making very small talk with her as she worked. Watching her move around with small – sometimes clumsy – steps brought that weird warm feeling time and time again and after a while, he began to realise that those weird feelings were coming up more and more frequently than before.

'What the hell does she put in this tea…? Nah, she wouldn't do that. Maybe that tea shop owner does voodoo…'

His musings had also begun to turn extremely strange in his opinion. Butterflies and rainbows were one thing to be thinking of, yet it was a whole other thing to be imagining about certain dark haired girls with pale eyes, running his fingers through thick hair and…

On more than one occasion, he had caught himself and choked on whatever substance was in his mouth. The Hyuuga girl had panicked, thinking that her food was bad and he had to spend the next half hour attempting to sooth her frazzled nerves and worried self. He hated seeing her worried, especially when he was the reason for it. It made him feel guilty somewhat, as if he should be extra careful whenever he went for a mission, just so that he would not come back with a dozen bruises and cuts and have her near tears.

He vaguely wondered whether she really would be in tears if he came back battered to bits.

'Hm…next time there's a mission, I think I'll try it…I think a bloody lip would be obvious enough. Maybe a kunai stab in the back too...' he thought to himself and then wondered if he was becoming crazy as well as masochistic.

He looked up at that moment, only to slow down to a pause when he noticed that she had finished and was drying her hands on a kitchen towel. Her shoulder-length hair fell around her face as she looked down at her wet digits, lips pursed slightly in concentration. Releasing a breath he did not realise he was holding made the girl look up and catch his eye.

Now he felt like hyperventilating.

Lavender eyes blinked once before Hinata shot him a sweet smile and averted her eyes back down, the smile settling to a small quirk.

Onyx orbs stared at her for a few seconds longer and before Sasuke could help himself, he turned his face to the side to hide the tinge of redness that crept up his face. He cursed silently at his own lack of discipline, felling both humiliated and aggravated by the heat he could feel, radiating off his face.

'Crap, shit, bugger, damn it! What the hell is this?'

"Sasuke?"

He turned to her and then immediately wished he hadn't when he noticed her walking towards him curiously.

'Really, Hinata, this isn't helping my hormones at all! Stay away before I spontaneously combust! Nooo!'

Her eyes widened when she noticed the flush in his cheeks and, forgetting her own shyness, stood directly in front of where he sat on the counter and reached up to touch his forehead. It was cool to his warm skin and he just felt himself get five degrees warmer under her touch.

'On second thought…'

Oh how he wanted to let his eyes droop close and just revel in her soft, delicate, petal-like touch. And then he paused mid-way, pondering on how poetic that sounded. Femininity was a disease he decided.

"Do you feel ill?" she asked, both hands sliding to his cheeks, Hinata's eyes filled with concern.

'No actually, I'm feeling rather tingly. I never thought you'd actually touch me like this but I'm not going to tell you that because I think I might just scare you and that would leave me going hungry…And without you…to keep me from boredom of course…right.'

So much for masochistic and crazy. But he really did not mind her hands on his face, the way she stood on her tiptoes to try and get closer to him, the way she bit her lip in worry. He really could not get his damned voice to work with her being so close, so close that he could feel her breath on his neck.

Before he knew it, his own hands were on her arms, moving up slowly to where her hands were cupping his cheek. The young Hyuuga did not seem to realise what was happening until he had placed his hands directly over hers. It appeared that she completely forgot to blush, for she just stared at him, pale orbs looking into hazy, heavy lidded ashen orbs.

Somewhere in the back of his mind, someone was shouting at him, scolding him for allowing himself these few seconds of innocent pleasure, being able to feel someone other than a medic squad assessing him. And during those seconds, he just gazed back at her, evenly, a rare shade of warmth in his stare and his lips were struggling to say something, anything to make this last just a little longer.

'Ah, bloody conscience…ruins everything…' he mumbled internally.

Masculine fingers laced with small, scarred, feminine ones before gently pulling them away from his skin, immediately breaking contact once he hand brought her hands to her side.

"I'm fine," he whispered, sliding off the counter and patting her head as he walked towards the sink. "It's just a little warm in here." Not the best excuse in his opinion, but it kept him somewhat sane, at least until he had walked her home and then came back to his apartment where he would later fall into a breathless heap on the couch and revisit this incident a million times over. Oh, yes he was definitely going to think about all of this later tonight. Perhaps some late night musings might help him get in touch with whatever was happening to him. Then again, he himself knew he had a knack for denial.

All these weird physical manifestations of his emotionally stunted self were seriously beyond him. Seeing Tsunade would only be a one way ticket to a truth serum, forcing him to admit things like when these feelings started and who he was with at the time… Or she might just send him for therapy with couple mind-messing medical nin who would then relay their information to the Hokage, who in turn would tell Sakura who would tell Naruto, who would in turn tell everyone else.

'Unless…Naruto….'

While Sasuke was having an internal conversation with himself, the dark haired girl stood still in her place, not having moved since her friend had just walked past. She gripped at her hands, bringing the knuckle of one to her lips and biting down to keep herself from squeaking a sound. Her heart was still racing from when his hands had closed around hers, his fingers intertwined with her own and fitting ever so nicely. They had been so warm, and she was almost certain that he had hesitated before removing them from his hold.

He had smelled like burning wood, possibly from his training earlier. He had always been known to be a good fire element user. The boy's hands had been rough yet gentle when they handled her and the most troubling of all was that she actually missed it when he let go. Shivering as she remembered just how gentle he had been, Hinata closed her eyes and forced those thoughts to the very back of her mind, knowing full well how silly she was being, dwelling on non-existent things. But at the same time, a bitterness rose in her throat as she secretly wished that they weren't so non-existent at all.

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Dark, mahogany hair, bound lowly at the back of the boy's head, shone as the mid-afternoon rays fell, streaming through the window of the restaurant. His skin was barely flushed from the hours spent training before but the cool, tall glass of iced tea was still a treat to his warmer form. He had come back a few days ago from an A-rank mission with Lee and a few of the newer Chuunin as a training exercise for them and was glad to be back in Konoha. He remembered asking himself if he was that reckless at that young age but shrugged it off.

Pulling his hair out of it's tie, he ran a hand through his long strands and allowed himself a long sigh, a brief display of emotion and the real fatigue he felt. The Byakugan wielder was, after all, as susceptible to exhaustion as everyone else, despite his refined composure and uncanny ability to put on a placid front. Taking another sip from his tea, it was then that two girls walked into the shop and he immediately recognised them as Blondie and Pinkie.

The blonde was on Shikamaru's team if he remembered correctly, and he had an understated respect for the boy, considering he was the first to become a Chuunin. However he really did not know much about the girl other than she was part of the Yamanaka clan who specialised in mind-manipulation and…flowers…

'How the hell are they related?'

He immediately related Pinkie as being a medic as well as being part of a team consisting of Naruto, the Uchiha and the painter who was always perversely dressed. He vaguely recalled his name being something along the lines of Sari...something like that.

Pinkie immediately caught his eye and waved, walking towards him and taking a seat next to him.

"Neji-kun! Did you just come back from training?"

He nodded to both her and the blonde who had taken a seat the other side of him. Perfect, now there was no room for escape. He cringed at his harshness but he was in no mood at all really to be conversing with two girls, especially since he knew these two had a knack for verbalising.

The two girls ordered their drinks before turning to him, Pinkie with an expectant smile on her face.

"So, what's been happening back at the Hyuuga estate?" she prompted, Neji assuming that it was her attempt at jesting with him by trying to sound interested in clan affairs.

He snorted amiably and sipped his drink.

"Apart from the fact that we discovered yet another cure for the Hokage, nothing much."

Clan affairs were so boring and talking about them was even more dull so he rarely discussed anything about the Main family and the Branch family unless it was to Hinata who had a tendency to make even his lowly status as a Branch member seem like it was a shining gold badge. Hidden pride swelled in his chest when he thought about how she always seemed to think so highly of him, despite her own ranking being way above him. Seeing as she was most probably going to be taking her own role as Head of the Main Branch in a few years time, any praise from her made him feel way above the elders, because if she believed it so, then it just was.

Ah the beauty of connections.

Maybe he'd even be appointed as her advisor. That seemed like the most logical step in his opinion.

"Oh yes, I heard about that. We're testing that back at the hospital some time next week," Pinkie exclaimed, seeming very much impressed. All the more for his ego.

He gave a curt nod and sipped more of his tea before remembering something. These two were the girls that Hinata had said she'd been going out with lately. The boy thought it was a good thing for her to finally be making some female friends since the only other people she really talked to were her own teammates and in his honest opinion, they were not exactly the most appropriate companions for a girl such as herself. Granted that she was comfortable around them, he thought it best that she finally socialised amongst her own gender.

This was especially the case since he had heard about her split from Naruto. Seeing her so distraught and upset had tugged on his own heartstrings despite himself. But when he had gone to confront the boy about his actions, found that he did not have the heart to upon seeing him looking equally as upset. Instead he had sighed and sat down next to the bitter looking fox and unwillingly watched as he attempted to down an entire bottle of wine – stolen from Tsunade's office. He had said that it was what the dog boy had told him to do as it was apparently "the image."

But while he had listened – or pretended to anyway – to Naruto's lamentations his own cousin had had no one. And he felt guilty about that. So Neji supposed he owed these two girls some gratitude at least.

Turning to the pink haired girl, reluctantly of course, the Hyuuga offered in a stoic tone, "I would like to extend my thanks to the both of you." He turned to Blondie as well to let her know he had not forgotten.

Blue eyes met green in puzzlement.

A dark brow twitched and he explained himself.

"For…looking after Hinata-sama." Oh God, this was doing hell to his masculinity…

Again all he received were blank stares and this time he was wondering if they were just stupid or if he had got the wrong Pinkie and Blondie. How many other pastel coloured girls were there in Konoha who knew his cousin anyway?

"She told me that she has been spending time with you. And I must admit that your…companionship with her has made a difference ever since she and Naruto…" he trailed off, seeing how their faces seemed to grow more confused at first, and then dawn with realisation before their eyes locked, him still between them and some unspoken nervous understanding was met between them as they bit their lips.

Obviously something about what he had told them about Hinata went initially passed them but then they seemed to come to some conclusion or another and apparently it concerned his cousin. Now he definitely had to find out what they knew. Perhaps she had not been visiting these two as she said she had? She was lying? The thought struck him before he could quell his queries and the boy immediately inwardly cringed at his lack of faith in the girl.

That was a very uncharacteristic thing for Hinata to do. And whatever it was that had somehow brought both Pinkie and Blondie to a worried state, he had to discover.

Pale eyes narrowed slightly as he posed his question, a slightly threatening trace in his tones. "Are my impressions wrong?" He glanced back and forth between the two and they immediately broke contact with each other and faced him with largely fake smiles on their faces, their voices laced with slight panic.

"No, no! We love having Hinata over!" Pinkie exclaimed, waving her hands around exaggeratedly.

"She's amazing company and we're glad to help her get over Naruto!" Blondie added, nodding fervently and laughing falsely.

Brownie – Neji – twitched.

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The smell of cream, strawberries and something that smelled sticky sweet engulfed the kitchen in a mix of delicate flavours and seemingly difficult and time-consuming recipes. The dark haired girl who was working these flavours and ingredients however, felt that the task was much less intricate than people often made it out to be. She smiled to herself and sucked on a strawberry, savouring the tangy juice that coated her tongue.

Hinata was getting a dessert ready for when she met up with Sasuke this evening but even she was not immune to stealing a few bits of meringue and pieces of fruit every now and then. Humming softly to herself, the girl pulled out a container and began layering the strawberries, cream and then the crushed pieces of meringue until she had several layers piled up to the top. Setting the lid on, she was about to turn and place it in the fridge when she glanced up and just about screamed shortly.

Hinata jumped, eyes wide and one hand over her mouth as she breathed heavily, staring in utter disbelief at the window and the dark haired boy leaning through on his elbows, appearing as nonchalant and stoic as ever to most, except for the ostensibly surprised girl who took note of the glimmer of amusement in his dark orbs. Of all people, Hinata had not expected Sasuke to be leaning into the kitchen as if it were the most natural thing in the world, donning that complacent look of his that made her already frazzled nerves freeze. Honestly, did he have to act as if he couldn't be caught by the Hyuuga guards or by somebody more threatening? Sometimes his self-confidence wore her out and she just wanted to give him a bit of a shake.

Spinning around quickly, she recovered and stuffed the container into the fridge before whirling onto him and whispering shrilly,

"What are you doing here?"

That shrug made her almost want to strangle him. Now if only she could find the actual will to do it…

"Just…dropping in," he rolled, leaning in further so his elbows rested on the counter which she was working on earlier.

Of all the stupid and reckless things to do, he just had to sneak into the Hyuuga estate. Oh God, if Neji found out, he would be furious. Staring at him in exasperation, her hands dropped limply to the side, Hinata made a small sound of protest and disbelief, flushing a brilliant shade of scarlet. Lovely. This was not helping with the situation one bit. Shaking her head slowly, she bent towards him, eyes wide with anxiety.

"You shouldn't be here!" she whispered, looking behind her and then behind him cautiously. "If you're caught-"

"I won't get caught," Sasuke stated smoothly, eyes twinkling before he activated his Sharingan. "Really, Hinata, have more faith in me."

"B-but-!" she protested and he cut in again, leaning closer and narrowing his eyes teasingly.

"Relax, seriously. Here, have a strawberry."

Hinata looked down to his open hand where the red fruit was resting innocently and blinked a few times.

Her dark brows knitted together quizzically. "I don't wan-mmph!" exclaimed Hinata as the boy casually placed it into her mouth, jumping up onto the ledge of the window, as she tried not to choke, and into the kitchen where he walked over to the fridge, pulled out the container she had filled, turning towards her when he asked,

"This is for tonight?"

The girl nodded dumbly, cringing as she swallowed a large piece of fruit, a few drops of juice falling down her chin. With a swipe of his thumb, and profuse blushing on her part, he wiped the drips away, bringing his finger to his mouth absent-mindedly as he tried to analyse the contents of the container. Lavender eyes were the size of saucers as she stared agape at the action, bringing a finger to her own lips in pure shock.

Sasuke examined the outside of the clear container and 'hmm'd before nodding, satisfied and shoving it back into the fridge. He had come here out of sheer boredom, having just returned from a weekend mission with only one destination in mind; wherever Hinata was. Maybe she was an addiction...pfft! Yeah right.

With extreme effort, the girl cleared all thoughts of masculine fingers, strawberries and Sharingans and shook her head, asking waveringly,

"H-how did you manage to get past the g-guards?"

He shrugged casually, leaning against the fridge and looking at her, noting the large, oversized t-shirt she was wearing and the knee-length cotton shorts underneath. A pair of pale yellow socks finished the rather impishly charming look and he had to avert his eyes to her face to keep himself from staring.

"You don't have guards around the back at exactly half past four. I jumped over then."

'Obviously…' he thought to himself, refraining from rolling his eyes.

But he paused when he noticed something flash behind pale orbs. He could not tell much from her expression since it was still worried and fidgety but that spark in her eyes made him almost…alarmed.

With a deep breath, Hinata asked in a slow, level tone, and he swore that it was almost mocking,

"A-and what would you have done, had there been any guards once you j-jumped over the fence?"

'She's…angry…Ha! That's a laugh!'

Folding his arms and giving her a chiding smirk, he answered with much poise,

"Run."

Heat flashed up her cheeks – and behind her usually warm orbs – as she huffed in contempt and whispered furiously, her eyes wide,

"And what about me?" She gasped at her outburst and blushed immediately, hands flying to her mouth.

Sasuke almost frowned, a little put out that she was worried about her own safety. He thought she would be quite secretly glad to see him – not to mention he thought that she would be worrying sick over him now. That would actually be quite funny, considering that she would probably have to run him off somewhere should anyone come around.

"I wouldn't have told them that I was visiting you. I'm not trying to get you in trouble."

Hinata blinked at him and then an almost frustrated expression came over her and Sasuke actually allowed his brows to knit together in confusion. Women were so bloody confusing! It was as if they changed their minds every ten seconds! What the-!

"That's n-not what I…meant…" she finished lamely, looking at the ground in embarrassment and rubbing her arm.

"Well, what did you mean then?" he snapped before he could stop himself. The Uchiha boy immediately regretted it though when he saw the flinch and the way her body seemed to shy away from him, a feminine lip being bitten to soreness.

"Y-youre…you're Uchiha Sasuke…" she mumbled at a loss.

"No kidding."

'Ah, shit! Stop taking it out on her! Bloody mouth! I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Actually, I'm not really all that sorry but "I'm guilty" doesn't really cut it…'

Hyuuga eyes met deep red Sharingan orbs reluctantly as she said in a soft voice,

"Everyone knows you. The guards might have told someone and…you'd b-be taken in for questioning…and…" She looked away again, her cheeks a violent shade of vermillion.

It took Sasuke a few moments to read behind her words, and when he did, his eyes widened a fraction in surprise and then disbelief. It was almost laughable really. Here he had been thinking that she had only wanted to stay out of trouble when in fact…

"You were worried that you wouldn't see me again."

It was a statement, not a question, and the boy could just feel the amusement tugging at his lips and bubbling in his chest as Hinata nodded, lowering her head even further. His mind didn't want to admit that he was actually dreadfully flattered by how much she cared but some other sundry part of his body fought quite hard for domination.

Straightening and composing himself, he spoke again, this time smugly, his voice dripping with complacence.

"Did you honestly believe you could lose me that easily?"

Hinata started and looked up, cocking her head to the side, an action that made his fingers twitch and then curl as he spoke again, to rid himself of that concurring, strange sensation in his body. Maybe "lose" was not the best of words…it wasn't as if she owned him or anything…

"Trust me when I say that they could place guards all around your room and I'd still be able to kidnap you."

'Okay, definitely the wrong choice of words…I'm not a stalker…or a pervert…honestly…Crap!'

But Hinata did not appear to extract anything from his words as she continued to stare at him, seeming to probe him with her eyes, deciphering his words and figuring that it was safe territory again. He was no longer angry or tightly strung, so she ventured a small smile and asked gently,

"And if the guards were…in my room?"

And of course, her innocent yet boldly posed question impressed him yet again. He was actually quite fond of times like these when she would tease him, test him and prod him with a gentleness that held even more power and strength than one of Naruto's jibes or Shikamaru's sarcastic comments. Hers were of course a lot more indulgent than whatever came out the mouths of the other ninja, not to mention he enjoyed her existence a fair amount more as well.

Repressing a grin, he answered, equally as teasingly, despite the blank look on is face,

"We'd be gone before they realised."

The laugh that escaped her lips was like music to his ears after the previously tense atmosphere and she smiled dazzlingly at him and shook her head in exasperation.

"How c-can you be so sure?" she asked, defeated yet humouring him anyway.

"Because," he answered simply, "I'm Uchiha Sasuke. Anything's possible."

The girl considered his words, not answering for the longest time as she looked at him with warmth, beseeching him carefully. He seemed awfully sure of himself and the girl didn't quite know whether to be impressed by his confidence or whether she wanted to scold him for boasting.

Shooting her a pointed look, he drawled before she had the chance to speak,

"And don't go thinking otherwise, you'll only hurt yourself."

'Or someone else if you happen to be carrying anything sharp or heavy.'

It was her turn to look mildly resentful. Yes, perhaps some scolding might do some good in the long run. She may be exceedingly shy but she was getting better and by far, she was still a Hyuuga who was going to be the Head of the clan one day.

"And you should have more faith in me," she blurted before she could stop herself from keeping the harshness out of her tone, biting her lip once the words were out.

Sasuke's lips twitched lightly. This was quite intriguing. He vaguely wondered how far he could go with this...He did love riling her up after all.

"Oh trust me, Hinata, I do have faith in you. I wouldn't let you cook for me otherwise."

Pale orbs narrowed.

Perhaps his chauvinism needed a bit of tweaking. And despite herself, Hinata was quite certain she wanted to be the one doing it.


A/N: Okay guys I know this is...a week or so late (shoots self) but I've been busy moving and stuff and yeah...Christmas is coming and all and I'm dying of overexposure to dust mites, boxes and dirty, new apartments. So please forgive me for this late chapter! Anyways, I hope you like it. Thanks again to all my reviewers! Next chapter will focus almost entirely on Sasuke and Hinata with a bit from Neji, Sakura and an even tinier amount from Ino. I have it pretty much planned out now so I hope you like! :D Oh and come of you might have seen this posted a few hours earlier. I did post it but then I took it down again to edit something I saw only AFTER I posted...ehehe sorry! XD

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