The Pseudo Girlfriend Agency
A Sasu-Hina Fanfiction
Summary : "Thank you for calling the Pseudo Girlfriend Agency! Want a fake date ? A fake girlfriend ? A fake wife ? You name the type of fake and we'll do our best to save your namesake !" Professional faking at its best./AU/
Disclaimer : Not mine.
A/N: Sorry for the late update guys ! I sort of forgot about it.. Hehe. I love you all, seriously. You've been generous enough to shower me with your reviews, it makes my heart swell. *Cries in some corner* I want to give a big, fat, slobbery kiss to all those who reviewed, followed or added this story to their faves. You guys are my coffee.
Anyway, enjoy !
Chapter – 5
His Pseudo-Girlfriend
'Thoughts'
"Conversations on the phone"
Previously on The PGA :
"Tell me." Sasuke demanded, glaring at her.
"Wh-what ?" Hinata whispered.
"Everything."
"E-every-th-thing ?"
"Yes. Right from the start."
"Th-the start ?"
"The start."
She was caught within his masochistic claws. Her heart was thundering with fear and his throat was rumbling with murky humor. She was freaking out and he was simply a freak.
She was fucked and he was enjoying it.
Hinata chewed the inside of her cheek as she watched him speed out of the driveway, ignoring her silent pleas. They hit the highway and the car was awfully quite, except the grumbles emitted by the two people in the backseat.
"You could've told me." Hinata heard Naruto growl towards Ino, who just scoffed.
"Tell you ?" Ino growled back, making Hinata clutch her skirt in worry. She decided to ignore the 'blonde wars' and sneakily spared a glance at Sasuke who, at the moment, was stuck in an inner battle between crying and sadistic laughter. Hinata breathed in shakily and looked back towards the window, staring at Sasuke's reflection with narrowed eyes. He was frowning and his grip on the steering wheel wasn't loosening. The Hyuga gulped and felt the back of her eyes sting.
'What if he's picturing my throat as the wheel?'
She straightened up at the thought, her gaze snapping back to Sasuke's annoyed form. No, Sasuke wasn't that much of a sadistic freak.
'Or is he ?'
"I'm not going to skim you alive." She heard the man beside her mutter, as if sensing her fear, his eyes focused on the road. The bluenette's shoulders never seemed to relax which made the raven's grip on the wheel tighten.
"You don't even know me." The lavender-eyed woman heard the blue-eyed one grumble from behind. Hinata wanted to sigh but she couldn't. She didn't have the guts to even exhale, so how could she outrageously sigh and let everyone know of her disdain ?
Maybe she was the freak –or a masochist. She couldn't possibly appear to be even more vulnerable.
Uh, hello ? She was a Hyuga.
'As if it matters.'
They'd been on the road for a couple of hours, the destination unknown to all except the one who was driving. After the scene they'd caused in the restaurant, they'd been politely asked by the manager to get their asses out of there. Sasuke had grabbed onto her arm –tightly –and had dragged her to his car. She should've known that the man was persistent enough to get an explanation out of her. Anger had been seeping out his veins alarmingly and it'd worsened when Ino and Naruto demanded to tag along.
So there they all were, stuck within the metallic container, driving towards what Hinata imagined to be the realms of Hell.
She flinched when she saw Sasuke's hand shoot out towards her.
"Music." Sasuke stated, his lips set into a thin line. Hinata blinked at him owlishly, looking at him shaking his head and turning back towards the road.
Some song named 'Lurk' filled the car, increasing the Hyuga's urge to cry. She thought back to the events that took place in the restaurant, biting her lip.
'Why am I the one feeling guilty ? I should be the one who's pissed. After all, he never said anything about this !'
Hinata huffed in annoyance and crossed her arms. She could've sworn that she'd heard a muffled chuckle but decided to ignore it. It must be one of the blondes at the back. Kami, why did Naruto drag himself and Ino along with them ? If they'd been alone, Hinata would have explained everything to Sasuke.
Or at least would have tried to.
"Ino, why ? Why ?!" The Uzumaki whined.
"Beat it, Uzumaki !" Hinata squeezed her eyes shut in physical annoyance upon hearing the platinum blonde's shrill voice. Why were those two, pardon her choice of words, idiots arguing so loudly ? Ino's screeches and Naruto's whines were ear deafening and when combined with Sasuke's thunderous silent brooding, Hinata sure was enjoying herself.
Ha. Ha. Ha.
It was no secret that she loved her best friend to death, but sometimes she required her personal space –which as of right now was being stomped upon by Ino and her Romeo. Even though Hinata was the shy wallflower, she deserved to be the main character in at least some situation ! But no, it was the blue-eyed beauty in the back seat that got a say in every damn thing.
" I'd appreciate a li-little silence." Hinata said slowly and eerily, the corners of her mouth twitching. The car soon fell silent and the bluenette felt three pairs of eyes gawking at her. She had no doubt that their mouths would be open, too.
"I'm thinkin' we should ride, to a place that we don't know; To a place where no one's seen us before."
The song blared in the background, the arguments soon forgotten.
Not for long, though.
The neon pink sign blinked at them, hanging from its hinges in a crooked fashion. The air around them was musty, the weather dreadfully boiling. Their throats were parched; their bodies were soaking with sweat.
"This is all your fault, Teme !" A whine.
"What ?" A growl.
"Yeah ! You should've checked before dragging us here !" A screech.
"No one invited you." A grumble-glare combo.
"Calm down." A sigh.
Naruto kicked the car's tires in frustration. They'd been driving for a while when suddenly the Uchiha's car started making some sputtering noises, breaking down in the middle of the road. Apparently, they'd run out of gas and were now in front of some dingy Hot Spring lodge.
A lodge with neon pink signs and creepy people around every corner.
"Do something, Teme !"
"Yeah ! That old pervert has been staring for quite a while now." Ino pointed to towards an elderly man with staining teeth leaning against the building.
Hinata rubbed her hands together and cursed herself for not grabbing her coat whilst exiting the barbeque place. Even though the place had been sizzling, the sun was dipping below the horizon and the night was coming out of its slumber. Her teeth chattered as she rubbed her arms in a crazy frenzy.
What time was it anyway ?
Hinata squealed when her shoulders suddenly felt heavy and warm. She blinked and looked around to see Sasuke placing his jacket onto her shivering form while glaring at Naruto. The Uchiha then placed his hand on her back to stable her, still ignoring her unblinking stare and flipping Naruto off.
Hinata stiffened at his touch. She felt goose bumps rising all over her body, the reason being that small, miniscule, ghostly touch. The Hyuga did not want acknowledge it. 'It' being the fact that she wanted to touch him.
Touch Sasuke.
Kami, she wanted to tackle him like a cat in a room full of balls of yarn, which is why exactly she did not succumb to her desires of wrapping herself around him like a cling-film. Because she was Hyuga Hinata.
She was a virgin.
And a nincompoop.
Never had she ever experienced the pleasures of a male's touch and Sasuke's fingers brushing against her lower back sent her into a maddening haze, comprising of him and those stupid, stupid fingers.
The sudden realization that Sasuke could make her breathless and panting, just by resting his hand on the small of her back all the while ignoring her and growling at the two balls of sunshine in front of them whacked the Hyuga on the head. It hit her like a hurricane and she simply stared off into space.
Ino looked at her best friend with a narrowed gaze while the idiots argued. The Hyuga was standing in front of her with a dazed look on her face, her eyes unfocused towards the gray clouds collecting in the sky.
What surprised her the most was the fact that the shy bluenette was drooling.
"Hinata, wipe your face." Ino nudged the woman with her elbow, throwing her looks of concern.
The young woman in question blushed up to the tips of her ears, hastily rubbing her mouth with the back of her hand. Ino shook her head and stifled a laugh.
Hinata clenched her fingers in fury. What was happening to her ? Why was Sasuke's hand still resting at the small of her back ?
'Back fetish ?!'
All she knew now was that there was something between the two of them that was finding its way out –a spark trying to burst like a firecracker across the sky. It burned a hot flame within her. A flame enraged with anger and a small magnitude of something else entirely.
Sasuke pinched the bridge of his nose. Everything was blowing out of proportion. He could hear his brother snickering at him from somewhere inside his brain. The Uchiha grumbled to himself as he walked towards the entrance of the creepy inn. The bell chimed as he opened the gate. He soaked in his surroundings, the paint peeling off from almost every wall, red and pink lights and candles illuminating the whole place. The air was musky and the whole room smelled of sweat and something else completely indescribable. He heard a greeting being called out from the reception, if you could call it that. The 'reception' comprised of a high plastic table adorned with stacks of some packets of varying lengths, alongside cylindrical objects. Music, more like noise, full of dirty lyrics and sensually exciting beats drifted from a pair of badly damaged speakers placed atop a fish tank at the back of the room. He didn't even want to delve on the fact that the water inside the tank was dingy yellow.
'What even..'
" 'Ello 'ere ! Welcome, welcome !" The receptionist ginned, flashing his –or her – white teeth. Sasuke gulped and walked slowly towards the blonde man, or woman, ignoring the squeaking of the floorboards. The receptionist grinned like a Cheshire cat, long green hair hanging open and orange-red eyes gleaming brightly. His arms were adorned with tattoos of something which eerily resembled the male reproductive organ.
Yes. Phalli.
"The nearest Gas station." The ebony eyed man demanded, refraining himself from running away.
The receptionist merely hummed and twirled a strand of grassy green hair around his –Sasuke concluded that it was a guy, judging by the lack of certain 'fun-bags' –fingers, looking at the Uchiha smugly.
"There ain't no stations 'ere, darlin'. Would ya'll like a room pe'haps, uhuh?" He whispered, trailing his finger down the length of Sasuke's arm. Sasuke flinched and took a step back, glaring at the man.
"A room ?" The Uchiha asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Of cou'se, of cou'se. Ya'll lookin' fo' a bed to bunk and clunk in, uhuh ?" The orange-eyed receptionist grinned, pointing towards the raven head's companions waiting, or specifically whining, outside.
'Clunk ? What does he mean by 'bunk and clunk' ?'
What. The. Fuck ?
Sasuke growled, smacking his balled fists on the plastic table. The man squeaked and gave the Uchiha a sheepish smile, backing away. Sasuke sighed and ran his hand through his hair.
"Two rooms." He said indifferently, whipping out his credit card.
"We accept cash 'nly." The receptionist flicked the card on Sasuke's forehead, earning a glare in return. The ebony eyed man slapped some bills on the counter, shoving his wallet inside the pocket of his jeans.
"Which combo would ya'll like ?"
"What ?"
"We've got the deluxe, super deluxe, gold and platinum combos. Which one do ya'll want ?"
Sasuke's eyebrows furrowed. What was this Greeny going on about ?
"Just give me the damn keys." He growled.
"No can do, sweetcheeks ! Ya'll gotta select a combo."
"Fine. Gold. Now hand over the fucking keys."
"Great ! Ya'll get three packs of banana, choc'late and strawberry. And, ya'll also get three tubes of lube, hm!" He squealed, placing a paper bag on the table.
"Ex-fucking-cuse me ?!" Sasuke growled, narrowing his eyebrows. He pried open the bag and glanced the contents. Horrified, he pushed the paper bag in the receptionist's arms and dashed towards the exit.
Fuck this. They could wait in the car.
"What the Hell, teme ? What took you so long ?"
"Yeah ! I'm wet from all this sweat ! Ooh, that rhymed."
"You look really p-pale."
Sasuke shook his head as he grabbed hold of Hinata's arm. Without saying a word he beckoned the two blue-eyed people to follow him to the car, shoving, not roughly of course, Hinata in the passenger seat. Once Ino settled in the back seat, Sasuke locked the doors and grabbed two bottles of water from the dashboard.
"What the fuck, Sasuke ? What are you doing ?!" Naruto asked the ebony eyed man as he popped open the gas engine. The Uchiha dumped the water inside, shaking the container violently and slammed it shut, making his way back to the driver's seat.
"Just get the fuck in or get fucked in the ass, idiot."
With that said, he mercilessly stomped on the accelerator, receiving curious looks from the 'clients' outside the stupid building.
"Tell me."
"N-No."
"What ?"
"Could you pass me the salt ?"
"Hinata."
"It's to your le-left."
"Hinata."
The bluenette sighed and apologized to her taste buds in her mind. It was better for her to keep her mouth shut for the whole duration of the meal. Taking a sip of water from her glass, the Hyuga continued shoving small bites of her food into her small mouth. She felt something being nudged against her elbow and looked up to see Naruto passing the salt shaker with a big grin. Giving him a soft smile she nodded to him and took the shaker from his hands.
"Move." A loud grumble erupted from the dark haired man as he got up with a start. Naruto's grin widened across his face as he edged closer to the Hyuga sitting next to him in the booth. With the blonde's every move the raven's eyes gleamed even more dangerously. Before the cerulean eyed man could move any closer, a pair of chopsticks grabbed hold of his ear tightly and Naruto squeaked in mild pain.
"Let's go out and talk, ne ?" The grip on his ear tightened as he was pulled out of the booth with a hard tug. Hinata watched with wide eyes as the blonde was dragged towards the exit by her best friend. With an amused sigh she turned back to her plate and sprinkled the condiment over her egg rolls, ignoring the seething man in front of her.
"You aren't going to speak up, are you ? You suck."
A flabbergasted squeak was all he got in return.
"Ne, Ita-kun, when is Sasuke-kun coming home ?"
"Should be here within two weeks, Kaa-chan." Itachi mumbled distractedly as he peered over the spreadsheets and presentations. He vaguely heard his mother sigh over the phone.
"Is everything alright ?" He asked, turning away from the computer screens dominating his work space towards the majestic view of the city visible through the ceiling to floor windows of his office.
"I just feel concerned for Sasuke-kun. Will he be able to be like Temari-chan and Ita-kun?" The Uchiha matriarch replied.
"He did say he was bringing his girlfriend home this time." Itachi said, the corners of his mouth lifting in slight amusement. Well, Sasuke had challenged him quite smugly that day in the restaurant.
"Really ? This vacation might just turn out to be interesting !" Mikoto gushed like a child.
"Interesting it will be, Kaa-chan." Itachi replied with a small laugh. After few more minutes of small talk the Uchiha cut the call and crossed his arms, his gaze unfocused towards the horizon burning with the colors of the setting sun.
'Only if she turns out to be real.'
"Naruto, let's wait out here." Ino mumbled as she leaned against the iron railings that surrounded the small café Sasuke had found after their wild escapade. Without an answer Naruto rested his arms against the railing and stared at her face. He tugged on her hair and she faced him with a curious look in her baby blue irises.
"Tell me, please." Naruto asked softly and rubbed her blonde tresses between his fingers.
"Ah, well.. Keep it a secret will you ? If someone was to know.."
"Which they will not.." Naruto butted in with a somber expression on his otherwise cheerful face. Ino stifled a small smile and continued.
"I'm sure they won't, but if someone was to know, Hinata won't like it." Ino whispered and trailed her gaze across the green grass that surrounded them. With a small nod, the Uzumaki urged her to continue, his hands now fully tangled within her long locks.
"You do know that Hinata is a Hyuga, ne ?" She asked. Without waiting for an answer a string of words flew from her mouth as if reciting a sacred, mysterious poem in soft whispers.
"We have been together since high school. She was the new rich kid and almost everyone shunned her because they thought the daughter of a Hyuga, well, not just any Hyuga but Hyuga Hiashi –you do know who he is, no ? –would be a snob. I'm gonna be honest when I say this, even I thought the same way as everyone did. After all, all the rich kids in our school fell into the same category of stuck up jerks who snorted money instead of drugs."
To stop himself from chuckling, the male blonde cleared his throat. Ino paid no attention to him, it seemed, for she was staring off into space with a sad smile.
"One day I found her crying in the janitor's closet inside the gym –don't ask me what I was doing there –anyway, like the gossip girl I wa—"
Ino paused when Naruto laughed freely, one hand clutching the railing and the other pulling on her hair unintentionally. Ino bonked him on the head and freed her tresses from his large hands. Smiling apologetically Naruto mimicked her, leaning against the railing and staring ahead towards the dusty road.
"I was one. So for various reasons of my own I decided to play a psychiatrist and tried to calm her down. She couldn't stop crying and resorted to pulling on her own hair, yanking it hard. I sort of panicked –I never used to take things seriously then, my reputation was alone enough to get me out of stupid shit. Then I grabbed her arms and pulled her towards to me to stop her, only to realize that that stupid, stupid girl had latched onto me like a Koala bear.
"She hugged me hard and when her tears had started to soak through my shirt, I felt my inner walls break down. It was just.. Just magical, you know.. The way my intentions towards her changed within a second. I know it's nothing ground breaking but.. Looking at her red, puffy eyes, her glowing red nose flowing with mucus and that frightened expression on her face.. Changed me. It'd been hard on her, she had told me that day, to be openly stared at and be ignored, to be mocked and bullied for being something she could not help but be –Rich. Ever since that day, I've been glued to her side and she's been stuck to mine."
"So you let her smother you with her mucus but you cannot let me even talk to you for a second. That's rude, gossip girl." Naruto chuckled, eliciting a small laugh from Ino.
"You want the love, you gotta get the mucus." She giggled.
"But that does not explain –"
"The fact that she works in the PGA ?"
"No, the fact that you both work there. Hell, I don't even know what the PGA is." Naruto said exasperatingly.
"You don't need to know about the PGA. As for me, I'm from a normal family, Naruto. We aren't made of money, the Yamanaka household. Compared to most we have a lot, but it just isn't enough. My family owns two customized flower boutiques downtown. These days business isn't flowing in and my tuition fee isn't getting any cheaper. So, that's how I pay for college and other stuff."
"Yet you're carrying a highly priced designer handbag –Don't give me that look. It is my mother's spontaneous shopping sprees that have given me the knowledge of bags. And shoes." Naruto looked at her from the corner of his eyes.
"Oh, this ?" Ino asked after having a mighty good laugh, pointing towards the purse that dangled from her arm.
"We get all of this from work. It's like a.. Gift." She replied. Before he could even open his mouth to say something, Ino started again, this time her eyes softening and drooping low.
"And Hinata.. As a Hyuga she's pretty well off. I mean like.. Really well off."
"Yeah, I know. The Hyugas are a major funding group behind Kaa-chan's show. I think the Hyuga head and my father are business partners too."
"Really ? Hyuga Hiashi ? So you must have an idea as to how rich and powerful they are. But, Hina.. Hinata is not like them. She's sweet and simple and sober, not a heartless, cold and calculating snob. She couldn't bear to see me struggling between two night jobs for money. That's why she joined the PGA.. For me." Ino replied, small tears collecting in her eyes. Her hands tightened around the railing as she held back a sob.
"At first when she learned that we both had been accepted to the same course in the same university, she was ecstatic with joy. I had gotten through with a partial-scholarship and she through a proper one –bless her big head –even though she could've easily paid the fee. Her estranged father didn't have a clue regarding the scholarship and had proceeded to write a check for the tuition fee. Only, that fee was not deposited to her account."
"What ? This sounds like a television drama." Naruto said lightly with his eyes wide and amazed, trailing his fingers on Ino's arms. Ino laughed and felt her tears slide down her cheeks.
"One day I got a call from the accounts office in the North block of the campus. The woman behind the desk passed me a slip and said that the fee for the next three semesters had already been deposited into my account. I was utterly confused and my thoughts whizzed past me in a haze. My father had already handed over the responsibility of my tuition fee over to me and none of my relatives had a clue that we'd been struggling with financial issues." Naruto's eyes widened ad his mouth dropped popped open as Ino paused.
"No way.. That means it was Hi –"
"Yes. It had been Hinata and her cousin who had deposited Hina's money into my tuition account. I had been pretty mad at her, couldn't speak to her for two weeks or so. But then one day she apologized and said that the money was go into the tuition account, whether it was hers or mine. And then she asked me to quit my night jobs and find a good, high paying job.. For me and for her. So that's how we both started working in the PGA, I pay my fee with my salary and she manages our outings and other stuff with hers."
"Did she ever ask for you to pay her back ?" Naruto asked, all of a sudden his cheeky, amazed expression replaced by a solemn one.
"Never. But I have been collecting money secretly. The whole amount will be completed next month and I will finally be freed of my guilt and dependence on her." Ino finally broke out in a cry as salty droplets of water rushed down from her eyes. With a sharp intake of breath Naruto embraced the crying woman in his arms.
"Ino, you have nothing to be guilty over. It'll all be okay, okay ?" He felt her nod and stroked her back reassuringly.
'Sasuke, you sure have found yourself the right person this time. Go for it, bastard.' Naruto thought and hugged Ino tightly.
"About that bag, though. A gift, really ? You work for a fashion studio or magazine, don't you ? 'PGA, the magazine for the young fashionista!' ?" He guessed, looking down at her with a cheeky smile.
"Ah, something like that." She lied.
"Doesn't explain as to what you were doing at the barbeque place with Sasuke."
"I was making sure her date with Sasuke went well." Ino lied once again. Naruto furrowed his eyebrows yet made no comment.
'Kami, please don't let this guy know.' Ino thought with a bitter smile as Naruto took her hand in his, leading her towards the dark haired couple inside.
Sasuke clicked his seat belt into place as Hinata slid into the backseat of his car. Throwing her an incredulous look he banged his hand on the steering wheel. With a frown on his lips he glared at her through the rear view mirror. Hinata relaxed against the seat and stared out of the window, an unsure and disappointing look crossing her features.
"You can sit in the front, you know."
Hinata stilled and craned her neck towards the window, not a breath escaping out of her. Sasuke sighed and turned around in his seat, staring pointedly at her. Minutes ticked by and none of them moved from their positions. Sweat was starting to collect on her forehead and the seat belt was digging in his stomach painfully.
"Wh-what do you want, Uchiha-san ?" She finally gave up and asked with a tired sigh.
"I thought we had progressed to you calling me by my actual name." Sasuke stated and gulped when the Hyuga cocked her head to one side and stared at him with those lavender eyes of hers. He shook his head and turned around towards the steering wheel to look for the pair of blondes he was so desperate to abandon.
"Lies." A whisper flew from her mouth. Sasuke's ears perked up and he waited for her to continue, stiffened against the seat.
"Surrounded by lies and false hopes." She whispered again, staring at her hands clasped tightly together of her thighs. She heard a rustling movement a few minutes later and lifted her head in the direction of the sound.
Snap !
The Hyuga blinked harshly and saw Sasuke's phone in front of her, its flash blinding her.
"Wha-What did you just do ?" She screeched and rubbed her eyes, one hand trying to snatch the cell from his large hands. Sasuke shrugged and retracted his hand back, his phone safe and sound within his arms.
"You looked so stupid with your lips trembling like a child. I had to click a picture." He replied nonchalantly. He smirked at her and waved the phone in front of her, the screen mockingly displaying the just clicked picture. Pleasure gleamed in his eyes and his lips were threatening to break out in a face splitting grin.
And that's when she snapped.
"You.. You ! You're a je-jerk who'll do whatever he pleases ju-just because you think that the world re-revolves around you, huh ?" She asked him with a glare –although she looked like a pouting baby.
"Excu –!" Sasuke started yet was cut off by a growling Hyuga.
"Oh no, you are not excused. Ho-how dare you demand an explanation fr-from me and ye-yet do the exact same th-thing, Sasuke?!" She screeched out his name in a mocking tone. Sasuke felt his temper rising up a notch yet he refrained himself from saying a word to her.
"You are mean, forceful and.. And arrogant ! And a hypocrite ! A handsome hypocrite. I-I mean.. Shut up!" Hinata rambled with a red face and sweaty forehead.
'Handsome hypocrite ? Get a grip Hinata ! Hit him with your best shot and knock him down !' Hinata pursed her lips in determination.
A chuckle escaped his lips.
"I never said anything." Sasuke smirked and brought his phone close to his face and pretended to be interested in whatever his screen showed, feigning ignorance.
"Bu-Bu-Buz-Buzz off, you hyp-hypocrite ! You aren't that handso-some, okay ? You lo-look like a d-duck and yo-your nose is too st-straight and I don't even li-like you anyway, with those stupid eyes and that stupid forehead and those stupid, stupid lips !" She huffed and placed a dainty hand on her forehead, eyes closed in frustration. She heard him shift in his seat and shook her head, taking in deep, long breaths.
Snap !
A look of pure horror crossed Hinata's face as she heard the sound again. Sasuke's lips stretched into a sadistic grin as his pocketed his cell phone.
"Y-You clicked another one ?!" She asked with desperation.
"Oh no, I recorded you."
The Hyuga screamed.
Ino smiled shyly as she felt Naruto's warm hand around hers. Everything around them felt blissful until she heard an awkward high pitched scream.
"Was that a bird ?" Naruto asked suddenly.
"Or a siren ?" Ino questioned back. The two hurried towards the café's entrance where Sasuke had parked the car, stopping almost immediately when they saw Hyuga Hinata stomp out and pull on Uchiha Sasuke's hair –who in turn barely winced at the contact.
"Did.. Did she just pull his hair ?" Naruto asked, his eyes bulging.
"Ah, haha. That's her way of retaliating." Ino said with a sheepish look on her face.
"Man, she's weir –Uh I meant g-gutsy." Naruto changed his statement upon noticing the Yamanaka's stony glare.
"It hurts." Sasuke stated in monotone as Hinata tugged once more on his perfectly styled hair. Hinata huffed and puffed as she prepared another attack on his stupid, beautiful hair when she felt him clasp his fingers on her wrist.
"Stop it or I'll leave you here." Sasuke warned with a sigh as he dodged another tug from her other hand.
"M-Make me." A yank on the hair at the nape of his neck.
"Hina –!",She pulled on his bangs harshly and he winced in pain, her name dying on his lips with a small hiss. When she did not stop all the yanking and tugging and pulling, Sasuke's tolerance level exploded into a thousand pieces.
'She's goin' down.'
Grabbing her other hand he turned them both around and the Hyuga found herself tightly wedged between the Uchiha's rock solid body and his rock solid car. With a gasp she looked upwards and came face to face with smug obsidian eyes.
"Not a plucky, brave warrior now, hmm, Tomato-chan ?" He murmured, his eyes trailing towards her lips with every word.
"Le-Let go, Bully-san." She said with her eyes narrowed. Sasuke bit his lip to stop himself from laughing. She literally called him 'Bully-san'. This woman was too good to let go.
"I don't want to." He whispered and bent down to her height, his face mere inches away from hers.
"I-I hate y-you." Her face twisted into a Hinata-like sneer. Sasuke's head hurt from all the hair pulling and hearing that sentence escape from lips was adding more to his headache induced agony.
"Excuse me ?"
"I-I said.. I h-hate you. I hate you, Uchiha Sasuke-san." She muttered with a defiant glare. Sasuke felt annoyance bubbling inside of him –although hearing her use his full name made his insides burst in excitement. His face contorted in a glower as he tried to keep his anger (and hormones) in check.
"Well, too bad, Hime. You're stuck as my girl –I mean pseudo girlfriend now." He jeered and stepped away, sauntering upto the driver's side of his car leaving Hinata all flustered.
Leaving her all flustered, embarrassed and somewhat horny.
'Oh fudge.'
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