Hinata looked at the time again in disbelief. It was so early! It was a Sunday for heaven's sake. Hinata grumbled and stumbled through her morning routine. While she was brushing her teeth the reason why she was up at such a ridiculous time hit her. Hinata quickly rinsed her mouth and stumbled to the calendar she had hanging. The calendar confirmed her worst nightmares. Sasuke and Naruto were supposed to be here in a few hours for lunch. Hinata groaned and ran to the kitchen. She opened one of her many cookbooks to get an idea of what she should cook for her guests. After finding some satisfying dishes, she began cooking. Before she started the activities she put on some soothing music.

I wonder if father wouldn't mind if Naruto was my husband. Does Naruto even own a business? Of course he was younger than thirty, hopefully. Argh! Why did father have to make it so difficult and why didn't he tell her this while she was in college? She was a business major after all and her college was well known for its excellence in producing business majors. She would have put in more effort to socializing and husband shopping!

Who was she kidding? She probably would have just thought screw you father, I'm going to be the top of my class and work in the Hyuuga company. Which she had done, anyways. It wasn't that Hinata had still suffered from her shyness as much during college; it was just that she wanted to reach her goals. She wanted to be the top of the class and she wanted to be the heir of the Hyuuga business. She wanted to run that company. And that small part of her still wanted to hear her father say 'I'm proud of you Hinata.' She achieved all her goals. Well, more like overachieved them. She ended finishing college early and working at the Hyuuga company during college. Once, her father actually let her run the company while he went on a vacation for half a year! She loved it and when he came back from his trip—wearing khakis shorts, beige shirt and socks, opened toe sandals, and a safari hat that stunned Hinata so much she almost missed what he said—he told her that he was proud of her and had always and will continue to be proud of her. Of course Hyuuga's didn't cry but when she bawled her eyes out her father was still proud. He even stated something about her doing a good job at outdoing people by crying so hard, which was weird now that she thought about it.

The doorbell rang. Hinata hoped she had not overdone it with the cooking and her outfit. She was wearing a white maxi dress with simple white sandals. She paired the outfit with a thin silver chain and hanging earrings. She had finally decided on keeping her hair down after the various up-dos she tried just did not go well with her outfit.

Hinata had cooked a chicken that was stewed in a tomato-based sauce. She cooked rice and grilled vegetables to go with the chicken. She even made fruit punch to go with the meal. She was quite proud of herself actually.

Hinata opened the door and smiled. Sasuke was leaning on the railing while Naruto was talking rapidly to him. It was obvious that Sasuke was not paying that much attention to Naruto. It seemed that he was scoping the area but his attention quickly switched to the petite brunette at the doorway. Naruto looked absolutely handsome in his orange t-shirt and black pants. Hinata had to admit Sasuke looked scrumptious in the white button down shirt and dark jeans combo. He should have just left the shirt unbuttoned.

Hinata mentally shook her head.

"Are you planning on letting us in?" Sasuke asked bored.

Naruto looked in Hinata's direction then back to Sasuke's before doing a double take.

"Whoa Hinata you've got a banging body!"

Sasuke scowled while Hinata blinked in surprise. That was something Kiba would say. "Do you by any chance know Kiba?"

"Dog-face? Yea I know him and Shino! Even though Shino is creepy. Wait a second! You're that Hinata? The one they're always talking about? Cool I finally get to meet you! Sasuke it's Hinata! The one Shino and Kiba are always talking about! You remember?"

"I'm neither senile nor deaf Naruto."

Hinata laughed and led them to the dining table. "I hope you guys aren't allergic to tomato or anything for that matter."

"Tomato?" Naruto laughed and nudged Sasuke in his side before sitting down. "You've probably become Sasuke's favorite person! He loves tomato."

"Oh?" She looked at Sasuke.

"It tastes good." He grumbled.

Hinata smiled. "That's great! I made fruit punch. I'll pour it and you guys can just serve yourself."

"Ah man! This food looks delicious Hinata! Thanks for cooking for us."

Hinata laughed as she placed the cups of fruit punch in their respective place. "No. Thank you for saving my life."

Naruto began eating. Hinata went to serve herself and noticed most of the sauce was gone. She looked at Sasuke's plate suspiciously and sure enough it was drowning in the sauce.

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"So Naruto what do you do?" Hinata asked.

"Well I own a business." Naruto replied thoughtfully.

Oh? "What kind of business is it?"

"Movie production company," Naruto said smiling.

Oh. That would not be a good business venture with the Hyuuga Company. The company did sell weapons. But maybe they used weapons in the movies produced. "Do you produce a lot of action movies?"

"Eh…not really. We mostly produce comedy."

"What about you Sasuke?" Hinata asked.

"Protection services." He answered.

Drat! Of course the brat would be compatible with me. "Oh that's cool maybe we could form a business contract?"

"Hn."

"What kind of business do you own?" Naruto asked confused.

"We deal in weapons."

"Weapons?" Naruto echoed. "I can't see you in charge of a weapons company."

"I'm not in charge yet but I will inherit the business when my father retires. So if you need weapons for your movies, hit me up, and we'll deliver!" Hinata said while mimicking blowing out a gun with her finger and winking.

Naruto and Sasuke looked at her stunned.

Hinata laughed awkwardly. "Not sexy?"

Naruto sputtered. "That was absolutely sexy."

Hinata blushed. "Thanks." She got up from her seat. "I made cake. Do you guys want a piece?"

"I do but Sasuke doesn't like—" Naruto gave a cry of pain.

Hinata looked back. "What happened?"

Sasuke glared at Naruto. "I would like a small piece."

Naruto was about to say something but quickly changed his mind when Sasuke gave him a menacing glare behind Hinata's back. Despite the glare, Naruto noticed that Sasuke was paying an awful lot of attention to the way she walked. Naruto gave Sasuke a side-glance. Hmmm maybe he likes her.

"Hey Hinata! Do you want to go to a political party?" Naruto asked a plan formulating in his head.

Hinata looked back thoughtfully. "What day is it?"

"The Saturday two weeks from now. It's a daytime event and starts at ten. It's actually going to be at the park that's close by."

"Sure. Is it alright if I invite a few people?"

"The more the merrier." Naruto smiled. "Just dress nice."

"Oh? What do you mean?"

"Like business casual."

"I'll be there," Hinata said smiling.

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Hinata doorbell rang. She looked at Sasuke and Naruto. "Strange. I didn't plan on having anybody else here today." She walked to the door and opened it. Sakura, Temari, Ino, Hanabi, and Tenten stood on the other side along with Neji, Shino, Shikamaru, and Kiba. I hope I have enough food to feed them.

"Oh hey guys what are you doing here? I'm entertaining guests at the moment."

Sakura bulldozed past Hinata and into her living room before stopping short. The others followed.

"Sasuke? Naruto?" Sakura asked stunned.

"Sakura?" Naruto asked looking at Sakura in awe.

"Fuck." Sasuke said rubbing his face. "Out of all the people…"

"Oh shit! It's the two guys Hinata has been whoring herself to! No wonder she didn't want to let us in!" Hanabi laughed as she took in the scene with her hands on her hips.

"What?" Neji asked Hanabi before glaring at Hinata.

Hinata head fell into her hands. Oh Hanabi…

"What is blondie doing here Hinata?" Kiba asked. "You even have that emo bastard Sasuke here."

Shino pushed his shades up. Ino ran up to Naruto and Sasuke to give them a hug and a peck on their cheek.

Tenten ran to the kitchen yelling, "I smell food!"

Shikamaru plopped himself on the couch and flipped on the TV. Temari snuggled up next to him.

"Sakura what are you doing here?" Naruto asked sounding completely happy and heartbroken at the same time.

Hinata ears perked up. "You guys know each other?"

"Yea," Naruto answered staring at Sakura who was staring at Sasuke as if he was a ghost.

Obviously these three had history. Hinata looked at the scene and was able to deduce that Naruto was in love—Hinata heart broke at that—with Sakura who was in love with Sasuke.

Sasuke suddenly stood up and grabbed Naruto's arm hustling him out the door that was still open.

"How many times do I have to tell you guys to close the door behind you?" Hinata asked before running—more like stumble in her maxi dress—after Naruto and Sasuke.

Sasuke said something to Naruto who took the keys that was handed to him. He walked away looking dejected.

"Naruto?" Hinata asked.

"Bye Hinata." Naruto said and Hinata could hear the pain in his voice that broke her heart even more. She looked at Naruto as he walked away. Sasuke grabbed her arm roughly when he saw that she was going after him.

Hinata looked up at Sasuke, her eyes glassy from unshed tears. "You're hurting me."

"Stay away from Naruto and keep Sakura away from him. Do not give her my number either. Naruto is my priority. I must protect him." Sasuke said looking at Naruto as he walked away. "Do you understand?"

Hinata nodded numbly and watched as both Naruto and Sasuke walked away.

Was it possible that Sasuke was in love with Naruto?

It would make the perfect love triangle.

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"Hello?" Hinata asked dejectedly into the phone.

"Please Hinata. Please give me Sasuke's number. I-I love him so much." Sakura cried.

Hinata listened to Sakura cry. It had been almost a week since the whole event had occurred. Hinata was actually surprised that Sakura had not asked for Sasuke's number earlier.

"Please. I love him."

"I can't."

"Please Hinata."

Hinata did not want to be the reason for Sakura's heartbreak but Sasuke told her not to give Sakura his number. "He doesn't love you."

"I know. But I can't stop loving him. If you asked for Naruto's number I would have given it to you."

That's not fair. "I don't love him anymore." She lied.

"I know you know that Naruto loves me but—"

"Exactly why you should stop." Hinata cut in.

"Hinata have you ever been in love? You can't just stop loving someone."

"No, I haven't been in love." More lies. "Do you even really love Sasuke?"

"Yes. Hinata. Yes, damn it! Give me his number!" Hinata could hear Sakura pounding on something through the phone.

"Ino told me about you guys. Do you really love Sasuke?" From what Hinata gathered from Ino, it sounded that Sakura had an obsessive attraction to Sasuke that she mistook or maybe tricked herself into thinking was love.

"What the fuck does Ino know about my feelings? I already fucking told you I love Sasuke."

"I can't give you Sasuke's number."

Sakura screamed. "Give me his fucking number! I'm not playing around Hinata. I just want to talk to Sasuke. I love him so fucking much!"

A tear slid down my cheek. "Sakura I can't! If I could I would!"

"You fucking liar! You just want Sasuke to yourself! Just like that fucking slut Ino. You're a fucking whore! I fucking hate you bitch! You can't have him! He's mine! He's mine!"

There was silence.

"Sakura?"

"Fuck you bitch. Fuck you. Fuck you."

Hinata hung up the phone to Sakura's mantra of 'fuck you.'

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Hinata sat at the bar, dejected. Tenten sat next to her and ordered shots. Hanabi sat on the other side.

"Hey Hinata," Hanabi said waving her hand in front of Hinata's face.

"Hmm?" Hinata turned her attention to her sister.

"I've been thinking. It makes a perfect square."

Hinata sighed. "What makes a perfect square?"

"The love problem, of course."

"What do you mean?"

"You love Naruto. Naruto loves Sakura." Hinata flinched. "Sakura loves Sasuke. And Sasuke loves you. A perfect square."

Hinata laughed. "Sasuke doesn't love me." Sasuke loving her? Ha. Hanabi always did love to try and crack jokes.

"Your so dense! Tenten let's go back to the others. Hinata's being a gloomy monkey!" Hanabi dragged Tenten away much to her displeasure. She wanted those shots.

"Hey where's the chick who ordered these shots?" the bartender asked disgruntled.

Hinata wasn't thinking. "I'll take care of it! What did she get anyways?"

"Shots of Grey Goose." The bartender answered eyeing Hinata.

Hinata shuddered before taking her one of many shots for the night.

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"I think you had enough for the night," somebody said behind Hinata placing their hand over hers and the shot glass.

Hinata was drunk but she wanted to be passed out drunk. This person was messing with her plans. "Who-who-who-who do-you th-th-th-think you are?" Hinata asked finally being able to turn around to face the person. "S-Sasuke?" Hinata looked around the club.

Sasuke gave an annoyed look. "He's not here."

Hinata shrugged she wasn't looking for Naruto. She didn't even care now. "You-you should get-get away-away from here. Sak-Sakura's here. She's- she's very crazy. She-she called me a-a-a-a bitch twice because of you, you-you ash-asshole." Hinata giggled.

Sasuke rolled his eyes and took the shot glass out of Hinata's hand.

"Nooooo! It's mines. Get-get your own." Hinata said trying to grab the drink.

Sasuke raised his hand over his head. Hinata tried to jump and grab it. She almost fell down and stomped on a few people's feet as she tried to right herself. Sasuke downed the drink. His eyes widened. Grey Goose?

"How many of these did you have?" Sasuke asked concerned.

"I-I had sex-six." Hinata said holding up three fingers.

Obviously the liquor was doing a number on her.

"Let's dance!" Hinata said grabbing and pulling Sasuke to the dance floor with surprising strength.

"Hinata we shouldn't-" Sasuke said.

"We totally should!" Hinata said as she shoved him roughly against a wall. "It's okay if you can't dance. Just stand there and I'll do the rest. Okay?" Hinata turned her back to him and began grinding against him, her rhythm matching the deep bass pounding through the club.

Can't dance? I can very well dance. Sasuke did not really consider this method of dancing as…well dancing. But it did not mean he was unable to perform. And the way Hinata was grinding, made it hard for him to 'just stand there.' But he couldn't do it. He had to stay strong.

The tempo of the music changed and Hinata decided to change the way she was grinding that broke Sasuke's resolve to 'stay strong.' Sasuke grabbed her hips and began earnestly—and eagerly—grinding with her. Hinata was very surprised but was pleased that Sasuke was dancing. She didn't know if he was dancing right—this was after all her first time dancing with anybody that wasn't her bedroom wall—but he probably was because he was on beat and he made her want to do some naughty things. Her friends, when they had talked about what made an excellent dancing partner, stated they had to be on beat and made you want to do explicit activities behind doors or on the dance floor. Hinata turned around in Sasuke's grasp and grinded her front to his.

"You-you make me want to be naughty," Hinata whispered in Sasuke's ear, which caused him to falter in his pace for a few seconds. Hinata turned back around and return to grinding, which had improved.

Was she mad? Was she trying to turn him into a rapist? Sasuke was shocked when Hinata whispered those words in his ear and he almost threw her over his shoulder to find some place private so he could have his way with her until they were both satisfied.

Hinata suddenly stopped dancing and stepped away from Sasuke—as much as she could anyways.

Sasuke, disappointed, touched her shoulder before leaning in to ask, "Are you alright?"

Hinata nodded before looking down at Sasuke's zipper. Sasuke shifted uncomfortably under her gaze. She looked back up at him. "I've never felt an ere-erection…are-are you hard?" Hinata reaching her hand out to touch.

Sasuke sucked a breath in and stopped her hand from touching him. "Hinata…are you trying to kill me?" he rasped.

She smiled. "I-I-I thin-think I'm going to faint. It-it's so hot in here." Hinata started lifting the hem of her lace blue shirt. Sasuke laid his hands over where hers laid on her hips.

"You can't take of your clothes, Hinata." Sasuke swear she was trying to kill him or get him in jail.

"But it's hot." Hinata frowned.

"I'll take you outside just do not take off your clothes." Sasuke did not lead her out until she agreed to his terms. She nodded and held on to his hand, which gave him a sense of satisfaction. She trusted him.

They made it outside, being able to avoid Sakura and the others. Hinata went to take off her shirt again. Sasuke quickly stopped her and pulled her to him in a hug that restrained her movements.

Hinata looked up at Sasuke and smiled. "I love when you-you touch me."

"Hinata?"

"Y-yes?"

"Please shut up." Sasuke said through gritted teeth.

Hinata thankfully listened and kept quiet.

"Sasuke?" Hinata asked.

Sasuke groaned. "You're talking."

"But Sasuke…"

"You're still talking."

"I want-I want to go home. I'm tired."

"Alright. Where's your car?"

"I-I ca-came with Tee-mari." She giggled.

Sasuke sighed. "Come on. Let's go find her."

"N-n-n-n-o! You take me home."

"Fine. Come on let's go."

"Sasuke?" someone said from behind them.

"Fuck." Sasuke said under his breath. Hinata looked up at him. She was about to turn her head when Sasuke whispered. "Do not turn back. Just ignore her."

'Her?' Hinata gave Sasuke a questioning look but followed without hesitation.

"I knew it." A dark chuckle was heard. "Hinata you bitch! You were trying to take Sasuke from me! I told you he is mine and he will forever be mines!"

Hinata turned around. She vaguely heard Sasuke sigh as she stared at Sakura in the doorway of the club. Hinata squinted. 'Were there two Sakuras?'

Sakura marched up to them and ripped Hinata's hand out of Sasuke's before slapping Hinata across her cheek.

Hinata sobered up quickly. Hinata began counting to ten slowly, not paying attention to Sasuke and Sakura arguing. 'Did Sakura just slap me? No. Don't think about it. Just count. One. Two. The pink-haired bimbo… Three. Four. Why did she… Sakura shoved Hinata roughly. Five. Ahhh fuck this shit.'

Hinata swung her fist and it connected to the side of Sakura's face. Sakura fell to the floor unconscious.

"He-he-he don't want yo' bitch ass at all!" Hinata yelled at Sakura her sober moment disappearing as quickly as it came. Hinata turned to a stunned Sasuke. "What? She deserved it!"

Hinata pulled out her phone and called Hanabi.

"What trick? I'm partying!" Hanabi answered.

"Sakura needs help."

"You tell me this like I give a fu-"

"I punched her."

"The fuck? Ok. Ok. I'll deal with it. Kiba! The purple-eyed dragon ousted the pink witch! You owe me money!"

Hinata glared at the phone.

"I'm gonna be one rich pony when the others find out. Hinata! Why are you still on the phone? I thought I ended-" The call ended.

'Why could I hear her so clearly in a club?'

Kiba slammed the club door open—narrowly missing Sakura's head. "Hinata! You k.o. the hell out of her! Damn at least you could have hit her at an angle where she wouldn't have to land in a dirty puddle! I have to carry her and these clothes are expensive."

"I'll buy you some-some new ones. Ta-ta for now. Sasuke and-and I are lea-leaving!" Hinata giggled.

"Well since Sasuke is gay…I don't have to warn you about protecting your cherry or using protection." Kiba said as he stooped by Sakura.

Kiba wailed as he fell into the shallow puddle. He glared at Sasuke. "You fucking bastard!"

Sasuke smirked before making a rude gesture with his hand. He grabbed Hinata's hand. Kiba glared at their backs. Kiba was now suddenly concerned for Hinata's chastity.

Kiba eyed Sakura. He flinched. She was definitely getting a bruise. He looked back at Hinata.

With Hinata under the influence, who knew what would happen next.

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"Sasuke I-I think I'm gonna be sick." Hinata said covering her mouth with one hand and clutching her stomach with the other.

Sasuke slowed down. He frowned. The road he was currently on prevented him from pulling over. "Are you sure? We're about ten minutes away from your place."

Hinata nodded, giving Sasuke a pained look.

Sasuke made a quick decision and changed directions.

Hinata gave him a puzzled look. "This is the wrong way. In fact this will make it take longer to get to my apartment."

Sasuke glanced over to the tensed Hinata who was now breathing shallowly. "I know." He said before parking his car.

Hinata looked around stupefied. "This isn't my place." She looked over to where Sasuke was supposed to be but his seat was empty. Hinata began panicking but before it could reach maximum level, Sasuke was already opening her door.

Hinata looked up at him. "Where are we? Will they-will they let me use their toilet?"

Sasuke smiled down at Hinata before grabbing her and holding her bridal style. "Yes, I'm pretty sure."

She looked up at him in a daze. He was smiling—although it was at her expense—but still he was smiling. Hinata smiled up at Sasuke before snuggling more into his embrace.

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Hinata groaned as she grabbed her stomach. The pounding headache felt like somebody took a jackhammer to her head on full blast. The light seeping through the blinds and to her closed eyelids wasn't helping the situation either.

"Hinata? Do you need to go to the bathroom?" a concerned voice asked.

Hinata turned over on the bed to face the person. She opened her eyes and saw Sasuke standing over the bed looking down at her with concern on his face. He held a tray in his hands and if her nose wasn't wrong, there was food on it. She couldn't help it. Hinata started crying.

"Hinata?" Sasuke asked with a mixture of shock and worry laced in his voice. He rested the tray on the nightstand next to his bed.

"I'm so…I'm so-so bloated!" Hinata cried before lying flat on her back. "My cramps are killing me." Hinata hid her face from Sasuke's view with her arm.

"What?"

"I'm fat! And I'm pregnant! And I'm so bloated! What did I ever do to you Karma?" Hinata curled up into the fetal position, facing away from Sasuke.

Tentatively Sasuke reached out a hand to Hinata's shoulder. "Pregnant?" I wonder who's going to die soon?

"I missed my period last month. But I can't be pregnant! I'm still a virgin! I'm the new Virgin Mary."

Sasuke looked down at Hinata. The fuck? " So you're not pregnant…?"

"No, I'm not pregnant! You asshole! How dare you call me fat!" Hinata threw a pillow at Sasuke. It missed which pissed her off even more.

Is she always like this when she's drunk? "Hinata what's wrong?"

"I-I-I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to call you…such a foul name."

His eyebrow twitched.

"I'm tired of having to pretend to fall for the same stupid April Fool's Day joke that my stupid family and friends keep playing on me because they're too stupid and lazy to come up with a new, stupid one. I don't think I'll be able to find a husband before I'm thirty! I'm too busy! I probably won't even have kids! And if I do they'll probably turn into one of those emotionally scarred, attention starved, trouble making kids because I'll be too busy with running a company and I won't ever be there because I'll still be stuck on my dream to make my father proud. I don't even want to run the company anymore! I mean can you see me running a weapon company?"

"Hinata-"

"And Sakura hates me because I stole her emotionally scarred, attention starved, emo boyfriend!"

Sasuke stiffened. Surely she wasn't referring to me…

"Neji probably thinks I'm a whore now because of Hanabi! I'm not a whore! I don't have threesomes with random guys who saved my life! Random guys who know all the people I hang with but yet I don't know them."

Sasuke's eyebrow twitched.

"I fell in love with the guy who saved me."

Sasuke's ears perked up. Love?

"But he doesn't love me because he's gay but yet he's still in love with a girl from his straight days. And that girl hates me so much because she thinks I'm stealing the guy's boyfriend. But I'm not! She should hate Naruto for taking you away from her. Oh God! I'm in Naruto's boyfriend's bed! Suppose he walks in? He's going to think your cheating on him with his new friend! Why am I in this situation? And this isn't even my house!"

She thinks I'm gay? The fuck? She thinks Naruto saved her?

Hinata pulled the sheets to her face. Sasuke frowned. She was rubbing her tears and snot into his sheets. I hope she knows she will be washing those sheets.

Sasuke sighed. "I don't know what to tell you about the other stuff but I can clear up the last part."

Hinata sniffed and looked up.

"Naruto and I are not gay. But Naruto is very important to the Hokage and I am his bodyguard. My brother is CEO of the Uchiha's Protection Services. As a favor to Tsunade, he assigned me to Naruto. Naruto has always had a crush on Sakura and Sakura has a very unhealthy one on me. To help them both, I advised Naruto to travel with his mentor Jiraiya for two years while I did my own thing so Naruto could forget about Sakura and Sakura forget about me. I don't know why you don't know us, but I wished we had met earlier."

Hinata was giving him her full attention. She never knew Sasuke could say so much without having some kind of heart palpitation or other health problems. He wanted to know me earlier? For some reason that one sentence made a warm sensation in Hinata's chest swell, which seemed to always grow whenever she was around Sasuke.

"You obviously don't love the one who saved you-"

"I mean I don't feel as strongly for Naruto as I did before after looking at Sakura's love for you-"

"Because I'm the one who saved you. Not Naruto but me."

Hinata looked at Sasuke stunned. "You-you saved me?"

"Yes, I did. I almost had a heart attack when I saw you standing there with that truck speeding towards you." Sasuke looked the other way.

Wait…was he blushing? Does he-does he… "Love me? Do you love me?"

Sasuke made a frustrated sound.

Hinata held her breath. She did not know why it was important for him to love her but she did know she would be devastated if he rejected her. Did she love him then? But she had feelings for Naruto…right? No, she could admit that now. She didn't have those types of feelings for Naruto.

"Sasuke, I-I think…I might be falling in love with you…"

Sasuke looked at Hinata stunned. Hinata became confused when Sasuke facial expression turned to one of anger. "You think? It's either you do or you don't." Sasuke walked out of the room and left Hinata to stare at him in shock.

The shock wore off and was replaced with anger. Hinata picked up the nearest item—a stuffed smiling tomato—and threw it at the door. "Oh yea? Maybe I don't love you, you prickly, dirty, arrogant bastard! Why would I? Every time I'm around you, you make me turn into a raving, rabid she-devil! That's not love! That's anger! And anger towards you means I hate your flipping guts!" Hinata stopped once she ran out of things to throw.

She stared dejectedly at the tray of sunny-side up eggs and bacon that was arranged into a smiley face. She couldn't imagine expressionless, emo Sasuke doing that, but he did and she started crying all over again. She grabbed the tray and began eating. The food was good but crying and eating always made food taste like you were eating your own snot and tears.

"The food's so good." Hinata sobbed, wiping her face, which was futile. She stared at the door longingly, wishing Sasuke would appear.

But I think I do love you Sasuke. I'm starting to think I am in in love with you.

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Sasuke was cleaning. He was pissed. Not at Hinata but at himself. He couldn't believe he said that, especially when he himself struggled to figure out his feelings towards Hinata a few days ago.

What if she really does hate me? Sasuke flinched. The first time he actually put his foot in his mouth, it would be the one time that his future happiness was in somebody else's hands and depended on him not saying anything to screw it up. He glared at the wall before shaking his head. No, he had to have faith that Hinata was going to really fall for him. He snorted. Nietzsche was right. Hope in reality is the worst of all evils because it prolongs the torments of man. He stopped his ministrations.

If she really did hate him or worse just didn't reciprocate his feelings the way he would like; he was going to go ballistic. Because…because…

He loved Hinata with every ounce of his being.