1Sasuke and Hinata were everywhere at once. The chains jangled as they were knocked aside every couple of seconds by their eager bodies. Tsunade and Orochimaru's clothes were kicked aside and lost in the musky darkness as Sasuke's borrowed clothing and Hinata's secretarial suit replaced them, though they were thrown around in passion rather than piled meticulously in anticipation of taking a boy's virginity.

He pushed her into a corner, his hands going up the skirt that she still had yet to remove and his mouth glued to hers as their tongues intertwined in fierce combat for domination. Needless to say, Sasuke won, and with a cry of submission, Hinata gave up the fight and pulled away, tilting her head back to rest against the wall and gasping for breath as Sasuke began sucking on her neck and his hands found her lacy underwear, slipping them off as she shed her skirt.

They moved to the bed, bodies barely coming apart as they thrust against each other, craving for more and more contact. As Hinata dug her nails into Sasuke's hair, moaning and saying Sasuke's name over and over, she fell backward onto the bed and ripped the tie off of Sasuke's eyes, tossing it over the side and laying herself provocatively on the silk sheets.

"Take me," she whispered, her eyes wide and innocent.

And Sasuke descended. His boxers, which had been hiding his growing erection, soon were off and the black lacy bra that Hinata wore disappeared soon after, her body fully exposed and her milky white skin glowing in the subtle lighting of the huge room. He entered her, and she screamed in pain as he began to ride her.

He was surprised, and as he bit her ear and licked down her jaw and she held onto his back, her nails digging into his skin, he whispered as he ground against her, "...okay?..."

She whispered back in between gasps, "...virgin..."

Sasuke's widened in surprise but he kept going. She wants this, he thought, but confusion crossed his features, unseen in the dark by Hinata as she arched her back and moaned in time with his thrusts. But I thought she was saving herself for Naruto. Logical thought began to trickle back into his head and as he thought back to only an hour or two earlier, he began to realize what he had done.

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As these thoughts churned through his mind, he slowly reached up, reaching in the space for one of Hinata's hands. She grasped it, holding it to her cheek, desperate to find comfort in the confusion that the day had become. He caressed her face, and slowly, he reached up with his other hand, placing it behind her head. With tremendous force, he forced her head down and, slowly and deliberately, kissed her cheeks, her forehead, her tears, and finally her lips, crushing his against hers with a passion that Hinata, after getting over the shock, answered with a strength that nearly rivaled Sasuke's own.

Slowly Sasuke sat up, cupping Hinata's face in his hands, prolonging the kiss until he was upright, and then they broke apart. He could feel Hinata's hands grasping his arms tightly and he drew her to his chest, holding her there. Hinata felt as though that place had been carved specifically for her body, and she pressed herself to him, seeking the comfort that she had been denied. Slowly, they stood up, and with Hinata guiding him by her touch, they retreated back into Tsunade's office, closing the door behind them and barring it, the door remaining locked for another few hours.

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As Sasuke began to reach his climax, realization hit him like a ton of bricks. Yes, Hinata might've been saving it for Naruto, but since he had taken Naruto's place to save him from Tsunade and since he'd come onto her when she had been weak, this was her way of repaying him for his kindness and had been powerless to resist when he had kissed her and shown her attention she'd probably never known before.

He moaned along with her as he released into her, lowering himself onto his side next to her, taking Hinata into his arms and cradling her there like a fragile flower. Her cheeks her pink with the pain and her skin flushed with heat. He stroked her head and murmured into her fragrant hair, "I am so sorry."

Her pained expression took on little concerned features as she looked at him in confusion. "What're you sorry for?" she said, her voice tinged with the pain that tightened her features and made her body tremble. As Sasuke opened his mouth to answer, he noticed the sheets flecked with little spots of blood around and on Hinata and felt all the more guilty for what he'd done.

"For taking what I know you were saving for Naruto," he whispered quietly. Not waiting for his words to sink in, he continued. "I am a horrible person for doing this to you. I wasn't in my right mind when I kissed you outside. I took a powerful dose of chakra to the head that made me lose my mind a bit and I took advantage of you when you were at your worst. I won't blame you if you hate me."

He hadn't realized that as he had been hurrying through his explanation, Hinata had begun to cry softly. Sasuke began to panic a bit, not knowing what to do other than hold her close amid the tangling sheets.

She went on like this for a short while and eventually cried her last tear, drying her cheeks on the sheet in between their bodies. She nestled back into his arms, surprising Sasuke again, who didn't withdraw.

"I don't hate you and you're not a horrible person. You did something that I couldn't have asked of anybody and I love you in a way. Not the same as Naruto, but my gratefulness probably runs deeper than most people's." She sighed, giving a slight whimper of pain, but pressed on. "It's true, I wasn't at my best, but that wasn't my worse either."

The minutes ticked by for what seemed like hours as they lay there in the blood specked sheets, thinking about what they had just done. Eventually, they climbed out of the bed, Hinata dragging off the sheet to cover her naked body. She walked awkwardly, the site between her legs bloody and torn. She cringed every time she had to take a step, but as she prepared to bend over to pick up her tie, she found that it no longer was on the ground, but within easy reach of her hand.

As her eyes traveled up Sasuke's tanned body towards his face, she began to appreciate more the fact that she had at least slept with one of the most attractive men in the building. Not as handsome as Naruto, of course, but no doubt Sasuke was a close second. She slowly took the tie from his huge calloused hand and looked around for the rest of her clothing.

Sasuke, instead of getting Naruto's, instead went around and gathered hers up, only stopping long enough to grab Naruto's boxers and pull them on so as to not embarrass Hinata further. He made sure he got everything and came back to her so she wouldn't have to move a step. As he gazed into her slightly embarrassed but thankful eyes, he said, "I can help you with the pain, if you don't mind me helping with the blood as well." Hinata seemed torn with the choice, but as another spasm of pain went through her as she shifted her weight from foot to foot in her indecision, she nodded.

Carefully, Sasuke picked her up in his arms wedding style, the sheet still draped around her. Slowly so he wouldn't jolt her, her carried her into Tsunade's spacious bathroom and carefully laid her on a cushioned island while he filled the nearby Jacuzzi size bathtub with warm water. He then turned away so Hinata could get in without him seeing anything, but as she stood up she collapsed, saved from crashing onto the tile by Sasuke's quick reflexes. And as he picked her up wedding style again, she saw that he had known that she would fall.

Duh, he has experience in this area, even though I don't know if he's ever slept with anyone other than Tsunade. Hinata thought, her teeth gritting as the pain from standing up lingered.

But as he lowered her into the water, the warmth of it soothed her. As she leaned back into the water, she found a place molded to have a person lie there in comfort. She settled in, trying to move as little as possible, closing her eyes as some of the pain ebbed from between her legs. She felt something tickling over her body through the water and as the scent of lavender permeated the air, she opened her eyes and realized that Sasuke had sprinkled rose petals on the surface of the water. When he noticed that she was looking at him, he smiled.

"These bath salts will heal you on the inside as well as the outside. Doesn't hurt that they smell good too." Even as he spoke, Hinata could already feel the salts working, making the pain fade to a low throb. But when she continued to look at him in puzzlement, he gave a low laugh. "The rose petals are my way of trying to apologize in a pathetic kind of way."

Hinata tried to speak, tried to tell him it wasn't his fault, but he held up his hand and she closed her mouth. "Please, just let me try to do some restitution for what I did," he said softly.

She sighed, inclining her head in agreement, and as the sky through the windows that looked out over the city faded to black, and Sasuke lit the candles that surrounded the tub, they forgot about Naruto for just a while.

Downstairs, however, somebody else found him.