The Toothbrush Chronicles
Author Note: I don't know why I was trying so hard to fit this story in 10-chapters and I realized from a Guest Reviewer that I left a lot of things unanswered so I had to rewrite and add things unto the next few chapters! Thank you hun… whoever you may be! Cha-cha sliiiiiide!
Oh and thanks for the reviews short and long, man some have me giggling with happiness others keep me on track of the objective like I previously said so here you go!
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Chapter 7 – Thou Shall Not Break Covenant
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(Saturday)
The house was completely silently aside from her pounding heart. She sighed wishing she was in her apartment, under the covers, eating cinnamon rolls and drinking sweet tea. Sad reality was she was in the Uchiha's Mansion in Sasuke's old room, on his bed, and helplessly wrapped in his arms. She looked up slightly to see his mouth parted slightly breathing in and out evenly like he didn't have a care in the world.
Well, fuck him.
She moved his arm slowly. She stood up making sure the door was still locked. She looked at the clock 6:45 a.m. She grinned that was her normal time she usually woke up at home. She put on Sasuke's old shirt that was still way too big for her then went to opened the curtain.
The view from the beach was amazing, the water was shimmering and the sun was giving the sky was light blue hue. She opened the door to the balcony and let the cooling wind from the ocean calm her nerves. She sighed. She should have never started this thing with Sasuke. He was bad news and she knew it. SHE KNEW IT. No, Hinata just had to take a risk.
It wasn't anyone else telling her what or whatnot to do. She decided it. She never had fun before and Sasuke; well he was the definition of everything she wanted to be strong, determined… not a disappointment to his father.
She tucked some of her hair behind her ear and saw two bodies.
Mikoto and Fugaku…
He was smiling with her. She wondered if she would let meet Mr. Right or Mr. I am here for you through everything. She smiled that would be prefect.
Maybe she should give Kiba a try? Hell nah.
"You're up early."
She jumped, or at least thought she jumped out of her skin. Sasuke grinned and leaned against the railing. "Habit…" She mumbled.
"Are you sure you're okay?"
She smiled. "I am fine."
He crossed his arms and turned to look at the sun rising. "I've always hated it here."
"Why?"
He sighed. "Too many memories…"
She nodded not wanting to pry into something he clearly did not want to talk about. She looked down and his parents were gone. "We should get ready for breakfast."
He groaned. "Today is the picnic."
"Sounds fun," She walked in pulling on sweatpants. "I love finger food. It's like the ultimate lazy food." She giggled taking off her shirt.
"Yeah wel-" The door bust open with Tobi and Itachi.
Hinata covered herself. Tobi covered his face. "Tobi saw NOTHING!"
Sasuke groaned. Itachi sighed talking through the crack in the door. "Mother is calling for breakfast."
"Okay, leave." They closed the door. "I thought the door was locked?"
She pulled on a tank top. "It was!"
He narrowed his eyes. "I hate them."
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She giggled at everyone's pajamas! This was adorable! Kiyo and Kyo had matching one-pieces. Mikoto had on this beautiful silk gown. Everyone looked decorated for breakfast even Sasuke had on a pajama suit. She twitched at her sweatpants and simple Yamanaka Flower Shop shirt. Her hair was pulled up and she was wearing her glasses.
She looked like a commoner to these people.
She sank in her seat as Itachi came out in a black pajama suit. What kind of breakfast was this? She rubbed her head. She was stressing herself out. Its breakfast Hinata you're not giving a speech.
She looked over at Itachi. He was chuckling and talking to other people. She looked over at Sasuke who was arguing with Tobi. The elders said a greeting and everyone dived into the food. Hinata just ate some cereal. She wasn't used to fancy eggs or their expensive meat choices. She couldn't even decipher the right cream cheese for her bagel.
Good thing the kids were eating her favorite cereal. She caught eyes as she was eating. "Hina-chan, you're silly the cereal is for the kids!" Kiyo giggled.
"I'm fine…" She chewed her cereal with a blush.
Sasuke looked over. "You don't look well." He touched her wrist and just like that her stomach was trying to refuse her food.
She looked at her bowl of colorful loops before pulling him closer. "I don't… I don't feel so good." She covered her mouth before trying to breathe. "May I be e-excused?"
Mikoto laughed. "You don't have to ask Hi-"
She got up and left the word without another word.
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She was currently bent of the toilet crying from the acidy feeling burning her throat. "Okay…" She stood before she felt queasy again. She held her hair back vomiting her hopes and dreams. Shit she was stressing herself out! She was supposed to be relaxed this was a mini vacation regardless if she was here with Sasuke or not! She flushed the toilet and sighed.
Any time she would stress about something she got sick it was just a matter of time before she was losing her appetite. She stood in front of the mirror. Dammit, even her hair looked shitty.
"What was that?" Sasuke leaned against the doorframe and just like that she was vomiting again. He was making her physically sick. Good going Sasuke!
She wiped her mouth. "You make me sick…"
He frowned. "That's pretty rude."
She shook her head. "You are literally making me sick…" She mumbled.
"Hinata, that crazy," He grabbed her shoulder and she was throwing up again.
"Get out!" She cried.
"What!" He stumbled back.
She snatched away. "Get out!" She pushed him out the door before flushing the toilet. She clutched her stomach. She remember when she was finally getting over Naruto, of course after he and Ino started dating she would vomit at the mere sound of his voice.
She had to stay away from him for a whole month. She went to the doctor they said it was a 'mental' thing and she needed time.
She almost laughed. Her body was rejecting Sasuke. Well, how was HE going to get through the weekend now? She stood brushing her teeth again.
She opened the door to see him sitting on the bed. "Are… are you okay?" His eyes flickered with an emotion she hadn't seen in them before.
"Just," She sighed. "Just don't touch me…"
He stood. "Maybe you-"
She stepped back. "I don't want to t-throw up a-again…" She cried. "Don't t-touch me!"
Itachi popped in the room. "The others are worried."
"She is throwing up at the sight of me!" Sasuke yelled.
She winced. "The t-touch… just don't touch me."
Itachi laughed. "That is a first," he walked in touching her shoulder. "May I see if your theory is correct?"
She shook her head. "It is… I d-don-" She looked over at Sasuke hand on her wrist. She grabbed the trashcan behind her. "DON'T TOUCH ME!" She cried.
"What did I do?"
Itachi grinned. "Well, this is interesting."
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Hinata rubbed her throat coming down for the picnic apparently they had to drive to another area. She watched the sand slowly sprout grass until that was all she seen. She chose to ride in a different van than Sasuke. She was about to go to sleep before another body sat beside hers. She looked over lazily at Mikoto. "How are you?"
She nodded. "B-Better…"
"You may sit out of the festivities if you aren't feeling well, dear." She rubbed her back. Hinata nodded again feeling like a robot, a sick robot. "You don't think its morning sickness?"
Opal eyes widen at the woman. "Heavens no!"
She felt sick again. Just thinking of him was making her head pound. "You sho-"
"I-I'm n-not…" She sighed. "Whenever I s-stress o-out I g-get sick."
She frowned. "Why are you stressed?" Hinata could have smiled and hugged the woman for being so nice to her like she was her daughter if she didn't remind her so much of Sasuke.
She shook her head. "A number of things b-but r-really I'm fine."
"Not if you're stressed out!" She crossed her arms. "Now Hinata-"
"P-please…" She swallowed the lump that felt like her heart. It was getting worst. "I just n-need to r-relax…"
She narrowed her eyes. "Are you sure?"
"I-"
She was cut off when Grandma Uchiha popped up. "I dreamt of fishes! I just didn't know why!" She laughed. "I know my oven is out of service."
Hinata winced. "Mother, please she's stressed." Mikoto muttered.
"Well, Koto I am telling her-"
Hinata was feeling sicker than ever. She had to swallow her vomit which made her want to vomit even more. She needed Sakura and Ino not this… this was too much. She wasn't supposed to get attached to these people. She was supposed to be here was a friend not their future addition to the family. She let down her window and was hit with the thick scent of grass.
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"I swear all I did was touch her." Sasuke muttered to Itachi. "And she started to throw up."
Itachi grinned. "I might be an Uncle."
"Don't you ever say that again Itachi?" Sasuke gritted out. She once told him that she get sick when she's stressed out. If she comes in contact with whatever is stressing her out she'll get sick at just the sight of it or them. Was he stressing her out?
God, is this how rejection feel?
Oh, how was he going to get through the fucking weekend?
He glared out the window. Was he that heartless?
He closed his eyes. How could he not think about himself? He was making her sick! She had been acting strange ever since he brought her here. Granted, maybe this was a bad idea. Did somewhere deep down, we're talking deep at the very bottom of the lower section down inside he wanted his family to like her? It wasn't a hard thing to do.
And what was last night about? Was she getting tired of him? He felt his body jerk from the van. Was she going to break things off? He gritted his teeth. He would see how today goes… there was no way she was going to leave him and if she did it was because HE let her go.
He didn't know her whole backstory and never cared to hear it. It simply didn't matter but now she was expressing some type of hate towards her own family. He could partly understand why, he hated Neji and her sister was a bitch. He never met her father. He knew her mother died is that why she is getting close to his?
That didn't matter…
Why was she stressed is the real problem at hand!
He watched everyone get off the bus and walking into the park privately reserved for them. The Uchiha had been known for these reunions for almost 88 years. He was quite tired of them now. He saw Hinata get off the bus talking to his aunt. She looked over and paused giving a small wave.
He stomped over much like he child he felt like. "Hinata." She stopped walking and stared at him. What the hell is your problem? Why am I stressing you out? "Are you okay?"
Well that was new.
She chewed her lip. "Y-Yes."
"Am I still making you sick?"
She shrugged. "A bit."
"Why?"
She smiled. "I don't know."
He folded his arms. "I will hug you. I will do it."
She stepped back. "I… please don't." He was such a villain!
He stepped up. "Tell me."
She shook her head taking another step back. "S-Stop it… I hate it." She touched her throat.
"Then let me know."
She gritted her teeth. "You're going to cause a scene."
"I don't give a fuck." He grabbed her wrist pulling her into his chest. "You better not throw up on me." He cupped her face. "What am I doing?"
She tried taking deep breaths. "T-This…"
"This?" He kissed her. She squeaked feeling her stomach churning. She tried pushing him away but he pulled her closer. She felt her eyes close and her will power dissolve. He pushed his hands in her hair hearing her moan after receiving the reaction he wanted he pulled away. "You mean that?"
She nodded against his chest. "I can't d-"
"Shut up." He looked in her eyes. "Just shut up…"
Her face soured. "I have to puke…"
He frowned. "You better not. Control yourself."
She danced in her spot like she had to pee. "L-let me go…"
He grinned kissing her again lightly before he pulled away stuffing his hands in his loose pants. He wagged his index finger. "Never hime."
She stood there hugging herself. "Man, what the hell?"
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Hinata had to admit after sitting out for almost fifteen minutes she was SO bored. Everyone was laughing and running around. Eating and talking, enjoying the beautiful day.
"Here there!" She jumped hearing the sound of a man. She turned to see Tobi wearing a mask. "Did Tobi scare you Hina-chan?"
She smiled. "Indeed."
He grinned. "Tobi knows your little secret!"
She blanched before putting on her poker face. "Hinata doesn't understand Tobi."
Tobi laughed hugging her. "Oh, Hina-chan is talking like Tobi!" Hinata giggled as he put her down. "Tobi does know because Tobi has good ears."
She ran a hand through her hair. "Alright, what's my secret?"
He took off his mask. "Hina-chan isn't really with my cousin!" She tried covering his mouth but he was quick. "It's true, huh? Tobi isn't mad. Tobi's family won't be either Tobi knows because he heard that too."
"You're not…they won't….what are you saying?" She chewed her bottom lip.
He grinned. "Nope. Tobi has an inside source that Sasu-chan has caught feelings for you too."
She blushed. Had he heard her crying on the phones with her friends? He couldn't have! Sasuke told her he isn't as innocent as he seemed. "Don't be ridiculous, Tobi"
He shrugged. "Tobi knows all. Tobi sees all." He pointed behind her. "Look!"
She whipped around seeing nothing "That's not fun…" She trailed off turning back to see he was gone.
Weird dude that Tobi. She mingled a bit before it was all over.
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She has was told that Saturday Night's dinner was huge she didn't think it would be any different than Friday night's but she was SO wrong. She didn't speak much to Sasuke after that but she had to say something was they walked into a room with giant wooden doors that opened up to a ballroom.
"This is crazy."
He grinned. "Every year…" He shook his head.
There was a giant crystal chandelier hanging in the middle of the cream colored room. The floor was a clear marble color and there was a buffet of food on the right while the large glass table on the left and in the middle she assumed was the dance floor. Even the ceiling was glass showing off the sunset.
"It's beautiful!"
He looked over. "Yeah…" He coughed. "It's called the Glass Room." Well it was named perfectly.
Everyone was in expensive looking dresses and suits. Mikoto had on a flowing ocean blue dress while Fugaku had on a navy three… four piece suit? She was never good with designer clothes. She again felt undress. Her dress was simple, black and had a back out and barely touched her knees. Even the kids had on ball gowns.
"I look stupid."
He turned. "You look beautiful, shut up."
She looked over as he walked away. She walked behind him hating the way her stilettos clicked against the marble. She even put on red lipstick!
"No time for sitting! We shall dance all night! Grab a partner!" Mikoto laughed.
Before she could think properly her arm was snatched up by the Taru guy. "Why hello?"
She smiled. "Hi…"
The piano started playing. She did not have on the right shoes for this but how stupid would she look barefoot? "Ball gowns are so last year… I like you style." He muttered in her ear.
She was in a danger zone. All of these Uchiha had the same thing arrogance, confidence and wicked charm. He dipped her for a few seconds before spinning and just like that she was in another arm. She blinked at the random handsome Uchiha.
"You know, you're too good for him."
Eventually after the fifth guy she was just tuning everything they said out. They were all saying the same thing. After the song changed she felt a tap on her leg. "Hina-chan can we dance, huh?"
Kyo!
"Of course!" She grabbed his smaller hands.
He smiled. "Hina-chan you look very nice."
She thumped his forehead. "You do too."
He blushed. "Thank you…" He grumbled. She winced. He looked down. "Do your feet hurt?"
She nodded. "Terribly"
He let go. "You should rest."
She smiled. "Thank you so much, Kyo." She kissed his cheek leaving him standing there with a deep red kiss on his face and an even deeper blush.
"Hinata," She was getting tired of hearing her name honestly! She turned to see Itachi. "Care for a dance."
She smiled. "I thought you hated me." Seriously, were her feet bleeding? Wait… did Tobi hear her and Itachi's conversation too? She just wanted to talk to him like a normal person.
He took her hand. "Oh, every other day," He smirked leading her back to her doom. She didn't know that he could dance much less be good at it but he was Itachi and his might as well meant: Great at everything. She was flinched feeling his hand rest on her lower back. He pulled her close one last time. "If it were me," He whispered in her ear. "You wouldn't a secret."
Hold the phone! "Ita-"
"Matter of fact you'll be my wife not a fling." Her heart stopped as his breath sent chills down her spine. "I would love every inch of you." He pulled away giving a small bow before walking off.
She stared at his retreating form. What the hell? She turned slamming into Sasuke's chest. Great! "Would yo-"
She almost cried. "My feet hurt so bad."
He grinned. "Take off your shoes."
"Sa-"
"Take them off. The other women did it," He pointed at the abandoned shoes at the table. "Just do it." She sighed taking off her shoes losing about five inches. She walked back to him. "You're so short."
"Shut up."
"That must suck?" He pulled her towards him.
She grinned against his heart. "Not really, bu-" She was cut off when he stepped on her foot. "Owww…"
He stepped back. "I don't know how to dance." Oh, something the Great Sasuke Uchiha can't do?
She wiggled her throbbing toe. "You think? It may be broken…or crushed…oww!"
He grinned and picked her up bridal style. "Hang on."
She flinched as he was spinning around. Not only did she not like being spun off the ground, her heart wasn't in this. "Please put me down…" He did as told. "Stop doing this, alright."
"Doing what?"
"Stop acting like a good guy, stop acting like you care," She stepped back. "Just stop."
He frowned. "I'm being nice."
"Stop it…" She whispered. "I don't know how to handle this." She pointed at him.
"Hin-"
She shook her head. "Let's just get through the weekend and stop this alright?"
"What are you saying…?" He grabbed her shoulders.
She looked down. "I d-don't want to do this anymore… I can't keep pretending." She looked up at him.
"Shut up, okay?"
"No, I shouldn't have come."
He cupped her face. "Just shut up."
"Bristles!" She blurted out as her eyes started to gloss over.
His face twisted. "What?"
She grabbed his hands. "I was trying to figure out the little parts on a toothbrush," She looked into his eyes with a smile. "They are called bristles, crazy huh?"
"What are you talking about?"
She pulled his hands down. "You can tell them I'm a raging bitch. That we argued and I left. You can say whatever you want," She smiled. "But I have to move on, okay?"
"You must be drunk?"
She shook her head letting him go. "No, I feel pretty sober." She stepped back. "I have money so… I'll get home fine. Make me sound horrible, please."
He grabbed her wrist. "Stop it."
She snatched away. "I am." She went to get her shoes before running out.
Run after her, you idiot! Go! You can do it. Sasuke stood there watching her disappear. "Whatever…" He turned and walked to the table to get a drink.
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Author Note: Oh snap now y'all! Look at that now! Itachi trying to pull the wool over my girl's eyes! Nah son! I can't help man… Itachi is like a delicious ice cream cone, oh mmm… but I'm lactose intolerant so he's no good for me. In the next lifetime…or chapter!
Next time we take a look inside of Sasuke's mind. I'm warning you since I already finished it there will be HELLAH flashbacks…
