Down the Aisle

Hinata slipped out of the store before she would meet up with Sasuke again and tucked the small box underneath her arm tightly to avoid dropping it once more. She sighed deeply, both angry and sad at the same time. Of all the people she had to drop a pregnancy test in front of, it had to be him.

'Sasuke, you're such an idiot!' Hinata thought savagely, kicking a rock down the sidewalk and hitting a small child in the forehead. 'Are you stalking me or something? I'm trying to forget about you, damn it all!'

She looked to her right and saw the small open-air market down one of the wide alleys. Vendors were selling everything from flowers and produce to expensive jewelry and shiny new shuriken and kunai. Hinata stopped and readjusted the box under her arm, remembering all the times that Sasuke would spend his entire salary on bunches of flowers and golden bracelets just for her.

'Guess it wouldn't hurt to get some real food,' Hinata thought, turning the corner and approaching the first table of the market. 'I don't want to spend the rest of my life eating instant ramen in a Styrofoam cup.'

She began walking between the tables and stands, ignoring the calls and shouts from the vendors on either of her sides. When she stopped at a large table laden with fresh carrots and lettuce, she felt a small tap on her shoulder. Hinata gritted her teeth together; today, it felt as thought she would blow up at anything or anyone.

She spun around with her mouth clamped tightly and faced the person who was trying to get her attention: Sakura. Hinata felt her anger rise another level. If there was one person she hated more than anyone else in the village, it had to be Haruno Sakura. She was a model kunoichi, an intelligent young woman, and not to mention…

'A totally hoochie,' Hinata thought spitefully.

When Sasuke and Hinata were going out, Sasuke often received love calls and emails from Sakura full of gushy, dirty words and pictures of her in the nude. Of course, he never got bothered or flustered by these phone calls and emails and ignored each and every one of them, but Hinata couldn't help but get pissed off that someone was trying to tread on her territory.

Sakura smiled sweetly. "Hello, Hinata," she said in a syrupy-sweet voice. "Lovely day, no?"

Hinata forced a smile. "Can I help you, Sakura-san?" She asked between gritted teeth.

Sakura flipped her hair back nonchalantly. "Well…you're married to Naruto now, right?"

Hinata immediately dropped the smile and frowned. "What are you getting at?"

The pink-haired girl giggled and Hinata wanted to punch her in her big, ugly forehead even more. "So that means that you and Sasuke-kun have called it quits?"

Hinata clenched her fists together tightly. "Don't tell me: you want to get in his pants, huh?"

Sakura let out a huge, fake gasp, perhaps a little too fake for Hinata's liking. "Hinata, really! Do you think that I am that much of a hussy? I mean…" She laughed lightly. "I have managed to sleep with Lee, Naruto, Kiba, Shikamaru, and even your cousin, but that doesn't make me a total whore."

"Yes it does," Hinata grumbled, trying not to imagine Neji and this pink-haired slut in bed together.

Sakura continued as though the other girl hadn't said anything. "I've had my eye on Sasuke-kun for almost my entire life. Don't you think it's only fair that I get a chance to be intimate with him?"

Hinata glared at Sakura with nothing less than utmost contempt before sighing and turning away from her. "Well, since I am married and Sasuke and I are technically not together anymore…" She hesitated before finishing. "I suppose it won't hurt for Sasuke to start another relationship with someone else."

Sakura beamed. "Good, then-"

Hinata spun back around and once again gave the girl a menacing look, causing her to back off slightly. "But let me tell you one thing, Sakura," she seethed. "If you hurt that boy in any shape or form, I will have no trouble killing you."

Sakura stared at her with her mouth hanging open before grunting and walking away. "Don't worry, Hinata. I will take good care of him."

"The hell you will," Hinata mumbled to Sakura's back before turning in the opposite direction and also heading away from the market. Her original purpose of buying some fresh food was completely forgotten and new thoughts flooded her head.

'Though I hate the thought of another girl even coming within a few inches of Sasuke, it's probably better if he did get a new girlfriend. He'd be a lot happier without thinking about me and Naruto. But still…' She dug her fingernails so deep into her own fingers that small, ruby streams of flaming blood began coursing their way down her pale skin. "I can't stand the thought of Sasuke getting hurt again.'