hiashi

Imperfections - Lemony NON- Oneshot, Sasuke&Hinata

Rated - M

Warnings - Lemon, Language, Slight OOC, and NEW warning - boyxboy. yummm. hehe. :3

Disclaimer - I don't own Naruto.

PLEASE READ - Hey guys, I just wanted to apologize for the sour lemon I produced last chapter, if you want to call it a chapter. I've just been slightly overwhelmed lately. School starts in less than one week. -cries- So, that being said, I've decided to get my butt moving and see if I can potentially get somewhere with this fic before school starts. Wish me luck. And, that being said, I need your support and participation! If you like this fic, tell me via review. The more you review, the faster I write. It's a proven fact! But, anyways, on with the chapter. Hope you enjoy! :)

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Chapter 6 - Tension

Hinata paced her room nervously, butterflies in her stomach. She was going to do it; she was going to confront her Father about marriage to Kiba. How she did not wish to go through with it. How she did not love him. How she loved Uchiha Sasuke, and how she wish to be wed to him instead. And, she had decided, she would get through the entire confrontation while maintaining consciousness, and then leave with her head held high. Well, maybe her head wouldn't be held necessarily high, but she would walk of there. It was predetermined, and she would be damned if it didn't happen. It would happen; she would get her point across.

With a huff of defiance and determination, Hinata strode towards the door, her whole entire body simply glowing with confidence and courage. She loved Sasuke, and it would all be worth it. It was her life, not her Father's, so she had every right to say who she did and did not want to marry. As she stomped towards her Father's private office, these thoughts of being liberated drifted through her head. However, all thoughts vanished when she reached the heavy, closed door; she suddenly felt very small. But, she couldn't back down. She had made it this far; there was no turning back.

Knocking lightly on the door, Hinata pressed her ears to the wood and heard her Father murmured something of an "enter", informing her that it was alright to come in. She did just that. Slowly and hesitantly, of course, because she was, after all, Hyuuga Hinata. She wasn't that confident, despite whatever she might have been feeling previously before she had decided to actually come before her Father.

She looked at the man who was sitting on a cushion, the table in front on him littered with scrolls. His brow was furrowed and he looked like he was in deep concentration. Hinata felt a bit guilty disrupting him.

"What do you need," Hiashi asked somberly, looking up at his eldest daughter, a stern look inhabiting his old, worn face.

"I -I," Hinata stammered, kneeling before him and hanging her head. "I w-wish to speak to y-you about the wedding engagement." She felt like she couldn't breathe under the scrutinizing eye of her Father.

"Oh?" He raised his eyebrows curiously. "And what of it?"

"I..." She bit her lip. She had to be strong; for Sasuke, she had to be strong. "I d-do not wish t-to wed Kiba-kun, Father."

She noticed her Father's eyes harden considerably, and saw the small, vicious smirk that her father didn't even have enough tact to try and hide.

"And what makes you think you have any say in this?"


"No. Not possible," Sasuke said with as much finality as he could. But he could see that it was getting him no where by the blank stares he was getting in return from the council.

"Your demands are ludicrius," he pressed desperately.

"I disagree," the old council woman said evenly. "It is the least you can do, after all of the hell you put the village through."

That cut Sasuke like a knife. Every word she spoke had a very high degree of truth. But still...

"Sasuke, it is the best decision. Although you may not particularly like it, think of the village. You are a shinobi; you are required to make necessary sacrifices."

Sasuke sighed and put his head in his hands. This was absolute bull shit.

"I agree," the council woman said, nodding approvingly at Tsunade, who, also she had agreed, was looking rather hesitant. Turning to Sasuke, the old woman pursed her lips. "Konoha needs more Sharingan wielders, Uchiha Sasuke, and I am certain there are many young woman who are very interested." She stood up, and Sasuke couldn't help but marvel at how well she pulled off the 'finality' act he had desperately attempted earlier. "The more, the better."

"Jesus," Sasuke whispered into his hands at her words.

He just hoped Hinata would understand.


"I still do not see the point of this 'date' you're sending me out on," the Kazekage deadpanned, staring intently at the fox-boy who had been trying his best to explain why she was going to meet a young girl at a restaurant.

"Because it's good for you," Naruto beamed at his red-haired friend. "You need to get out and meet people. I mean, she wants to meet you, so why not just go and give it chance?"

"Because it's pointless," Gaara said again, clearly not understanding.

"Well, you're going," Naruto said firmly. "Here, I'll even walk you -"

"I can walk myself," Gaara sighed.

"O-Of course you can," Naruto laughed nervously. "Um, then I guess I'll see you when you get back?"

"..." Gaara didn't say anything, but simply walked out of the room, a very unpleasant scowl on his face.

Naruto slapped his hand to his forehead. He sure hoped Hanabi knew what she had gotten herself into.


Hanabi tucked her hair behind her ears nervously as she made her way towards the restaurant she was rendezvousing at with Gaara. She had finally gotten her wish, but now she wasn't so sure it was what she wanted. She was so nervous, she couldn't even think. All of her witty remarks and genius traits seemed to have left her with nothing but her nervousness and uncertainty. But she really didn't know what to expect. All she knew was that Gaara had a fucked up past, he had (kinda) worked past it, was now the Kazekage, was loved by (majority) of Suna, and was hot as hell. She could deal with it. Well, she hoped.

"Hanabi?" A boy's voice yelled.

Hanabi paused, curious as to who would be calling out her name; she had been exempted from any missions for the night, she had only one really close friend who would be calling out her name, and as far as she knew, her friend didn't sound like that.

"Konohamaru?" Hanabi frowned when the boy reached her side. "What do you want?"

The boy shrugged and looked Hanabi up and down, a frown on his face. "You're going somewhere nice?"

"I have a date," Hanabi said lamely, too nervous to dish out any clever words. "Why?"

"You look..." He trailed off, an unreadable expression on his face.

Hanabi widened her eyes. "Oh crap, I look okay, right? I mean, this isn't too -"

"No, no, it was a compliment trail-off," the boy assured her quickly, startled at her sudden questioning. "I was going to say that you look very... beautiful."

Hanabi cleared her throat, a blush creeping onto her cheeks. "Thank you, Konohamaru. That's very nice of you."

He nodded. "Well, I'll see you around then. Have fun on your... date." He sounded almost sarcastic.

"Uh, thanks?" Hanabi cocked her head to the side, watching intently as the boy walked away. If she hadn't known any better, she would have thought he looked almost... jealous. Shaking her head of the thought, Hanabi smiled. Konohamaru wasn't one to be jealous. He did just find in the dating department. In fact, once he had ditched the scarf, she thought he had become rather cute. Although, of course, she would never say that out loud.

She clenched her fist when she noticed she was standing out outside of their restaurant. Well, it was now or never...


Kiba laid tangled in his lover's sheets, enjoying the closeness they were sharing, just snuggled up together in bed.

"I'm gonna have to tell her soon though," Kiba said stifling a yawn. Snuggling deeper into Shino's chest, Kiba sighed. "I feel guilty."

"Mmm," Shino hummed thoughtfully.

"But, honestly, I don't think she's that into it either," Kiba sighed again. "I don't know. It's all too complicated."

"Things will work out," Shino assured Kiba gently. "They always do."


Okay, so I really apologize about the shortness of the chapter. I kinda wrote it in like, one or so hours, so it's shit. And I'm sorry. But, hey, some things are happening, aren't they? And you might be a little confused with some things, so don't hesitate to ask. Oh, and also...

Gaara or Konohamaru?

You tell me. And review. And make me happy forever. Like I said, the more you review, the faster I write.

It's a fact! :)

Haha. Thanks and hope you enjoyed!