hmfan24: Apologies for the formatting of this. I think I was trying to be creative, but in doing so, I made it hard to read.
Also, this story actually story got a C2! I had made a friend in the fandom that went by NocturneD and he actually added this story to his collection. I am kind of proud of that... C2s are awesome, I rarely get them anymore.
Never Could Have Guessed
April 27 - May 24, 2008
The Hyuuga lightly tapped her foot on the dirt path entrance of the Hyuuga Estate. She blinked twice, and looked up towards the horizon, a shooting star shot by.
Its luminescent dust flew behind the orb of ivory with a hinge of blue, and she began to whisper "I want to start a life of promise. I no longer want to hope without faith. I want security and trust in my life." She got on her knees. What were the chances of there being a shooting star that night?
"Hyuuga," she looked up at the boyish man in training clothes, it was a wonder how she couldn't smell him earlier, "hurry up. We don't have time to waste. My rent needs to get paid." She'd heard the Uchiha was renovating his manor. He must be staying in an apartment right now, she thought to herself.
Shaking her head, Hinata got up and bowed a little too much to the Uchiha, "Good Evening, Uchiha-senpai, I am greatly sorry for…" she stopped seeing as Sasuke scoffed and was walking in the other direction. Her eyes widened, slightly hurt and kicked herself for taking it personally.
The mission was short notice, to her at least, so it wasn't clear to her as to what the mission was or ranked. Would it be too troublesome to ask? At time it would be, she concluded, he already seemed to be in a bad mood.
Sasuke picked up his pace gradually; he didn't want to be at the same pace as the one who followed him. As his ego let him, he had to prove her inferior to his ability.
"I'm sick of you two having mind sex in front of me!" Inari left the room, upsetting the twins. It seemed his uncle and aunt were gazing at each other past his limit. His uncle glared at him and jerked him back by the arm, "Ouch, Sasuke!"
Hinata looked back and sighed, "Let him leave if he wants to." Her voice more mature and firmer than it would have been years prior, she continued, "But Jin and Hayoto both like your company. I think you should stay and play with them if anything. I won't keep you back."
"I'll hold them," Sasuke bent over the back of the couch, and picked up the two children. They fell asleep peacefully in his arms. "It's late, Inari, go to bed."
He furrowed his eyebrows, "Now Sasuke? You promised me you'd spar. I expect you in-"
"Bed, you two can spar tomorrow," her soft eyes were directed at Inari, her tone directed at Sasuke. Inari walked off into his room. Being a ninja paid off as a mother.
Hinata placed Bakure in his crib. "4 children, and we're not even in our twenty's. Don't you think we had children a little early?" She tucked the lively baby in, who wrestled with the covers before giving up.
Her husband sighed, "Hinata, we only have two, twins. Bakure and Inari aren't ours, my brother's. And that night was no mistake…it was right on time. Stop listening to those old hags on the streets." If he'd listened like he used to, Uchiha Sasuke would have the same stick up his ass he had years ago.
Sasuke heard her clear her throat. Hinata didn't want to sound ignorant or disrespectful, "Ano…Senpai," he stopped, looking over his shoulder with Sharingan. It seemed to glisten with the moon out the way it was, and gave the orbs a more intimidating stare. Steering her attention the ground, Hinata was without words. "What is your first objective of the mission?"
He smirked, muttering to himself, but knowing it was loud enough for her to hear, "Dumb girl, she doesn't know what the mission is." He took a step closer, as his sandals came into the Hyuuga's now currently small viewing range. "Look at me and repeat exactly what you just asked."
She hesitantly looked up, and frowned seeing his smirk, "No one told me what the mission was."
Ironically, the proximity of their faces only seemed to bother Sasuke. It was her eyes that were intimidating. They shimmered with peace and innocence almost like a child, but on a girl… It was something about her eyes or hair – no her forever present blush – that sent fear into Sasuke, "I-It's long-term. We are to stay gathering as much information as we can on the Sohma clan of the Onigiri Village. It's on the outskirts of the Earth Country. We are to arrive as young tourists, looking to get a taste of the village. There's no way in hell we're going as a couple, so I suggested siblings of some sort."
In Hinata's clan, it was very common for siblings to be seen as a couple, but she decided not to say anything in fear of sounding like a fan girl.
On Sasuke's part, he was disappointed he revealed everything. It would have been much more fun to hold it over her as if she were a dog after a steak. Hinata didn't even want it that badly…
"We should be quick to arrive at dusk tomorrow. No rests because we have a ways to travel." He dashed into the forest, expecting Byakugan to follow.
"How long did you love me?" Hinata lay close to her husband, in-between his legs and under his breath. "Did you love me before I loved you?"
"How am I supposed to know that?" he stroked her hair between his fingers, "I didn't know what I was feeling. I knew I was sexually attracted to you." His hand rested on her thigh. "I was sexually attracted to you very, very early."
Like most women, that upset Hinata, "Sasuke," but knew it was true for her as well. She knew what love was, but knew it didn't come before her and Sasuke had sex. At least, not for her. She quivered against his lips upon her neck.
They were a few miles from the gates. "I'm putting our gear in a hole, by this tree." The Uchiha marked it with a kunai, then dropped it into the hole. Hinata nodded, memorizing he location of the tree. "The commoner's clothes should do just fine."
As they approached the gates, they opened and balloons and ribbons came down. The two guards were apparently drunk as were the rest of the villagers. One of them grinned at Hinata, "How about we go into a room alone, Miss Body?" He chuckled to himself, tripping over his own feet. "I could show you more than this town has to offer."
Sasuke blinked.
The other guard licked his lips, "Are you single?" He whispered in her ear.
Hinata blinked.
"Leave them alone! They're obviously the guests we've been waiting for." An elegant old woman came into view, her cheeks red from alcohol. "Izumi Inari and Hitomashi Hikaru, they've come for a relaxing vacation before they get married. I'm guessing the wedding will be at the returning village, Honey Village, yes?" She danced in between the two, hugging them together, "This is going to be wonderful. No one is to touch them, lay a finger on them. Now, bring them to the bar, we should hold a toast to them."
Hinata and Sasuke glanced at each other. Neither had said a word since they laid foot on the land. They took their seats next to each other in the bar. Sasuke glared as hard as he could at the entire population, he was about to speak but as expected there was an interruption.
Surprisingly Sasuke took a sip from the cup in front of him. He poured more into his cup and began to drink more. "I must be dreaming."
Hinata followed quietly followed what Sasuke was doing. She never really drank before.
Then night came...
Then day came...
Then noon came...
They both now knew the difference between sex and making love. Aside from how good either partner performed in bed, it was the love that made it worth wild. "I love you, Hina." He kissed her, with more passion than the last time they kissed. Too bad she was half asleep.
She slept with a thin sheet, for the only warmth she needed was from her lover, her husband, her friend.
They lay in each others arms with tranquility and love. Pure of any intoxicating barriers that kept them from making true love.
There wasn't anything to expect waking up. I assumed I was half-drunk at the time I took my first sip of sake.
From the hangover, sensing was too easy, and at the same time I had no idea what was going on. Cursing myself and the world, I got up. Perhaps the mission was just a dream. I hadn't left with an annoying girl to an annoying village for an annoying reason. Just maybe I hadn't gotten drunk and maybe I'm still dreaming. Yes, maybe…
Damn, I have to piss. There must be a bathroom. Take a shower. Piss. I formed a mental checklist. Change…clothes…I had no clothes on. That's one less thing to worry about. Although, I remember going to sleep with clothes on…or passed out.
Anyway, to the bathroom… As I stood there, I looked around and everything hit me. Mission. Onigiri. Gather information. Shy annoying girl as partner. They think we're married. Ton of bricks. Unconsciously I cringed.
She was in the next room. Where I just was, "Uchiha-san…" Her voice, calm and weak, "Uchiha-san…where are you?" annoyed the hell out of me.
It sounded like she was from the direction I came from. "I'm taking a piss, can you wait?" She screamed, causing me to stop mid-piss. "Damn it, what is it?" I glanced around the corner.
In her innocence, her eyes watered, and tears fell as streams down her skin, glowing by the rays of son touching it. Alas, I still saw the curvature of her chest and how full it was compared to most women her age. Even her hips seemed to be more mature. Then how could she act like such a baby?
Her eyes caught mine as she covered her body. I sighed and turned back to the toilet. "Nothing to see now." I mumbled to myself. "Just close the door, will you, Hyuuga? I can't reach."
Between that point and stepping out of the shower, I forgot all about her. Entering the main room, it was empty, cleaned to perfection. The clothes and underwear once strewn across the floor were neatly folded in a basket. The French door to the balcony was open slightly, enough for a breeze to enter.
I got dressed and stepped out, expecting a nice day. She wilted over the rail, luminous droplets falling from her face. "Were you conscious?" I heard from her.
"For what?" I leaned against the wall of the complex.
"The sex. When we had… sex last night, were you conscious?" she could barely state her words, the weakness in her voice almost painted her face, unseen at the time.
I shook my head, wondering if she could do the same. "Always jumping to conclusions…" I mumbled loud enough for her to hear, "I was stoned, too. Who said we had sex?"
Explains everything. (No "surprise" looking towards my feet.) Never felt better. It must have been a hell of a night.
She sobbed deeply, "I," she paused, "have you ever…how many ch-…you're not ga-…" The Hyuuga actually thinks I've slept around.
She actually thinks I would dishonor my clan, "Don't think about it. I hold up just as much honor for my clan as you do. There is no way in hell I'd have sex with the likes of you." My voice stern, yet calm, and holding up my purpose, to convey my point.
There was a knock at the door.
"Yo!" Kakashi entered the room along with Naruto and Sakura and another member. Their occasional invasion caused grief within the main Uchiha.
Hinata entered the main room in nothing but a robe, "Sasuke-kun." Silk, sticky, and smooth, personalized by the Uchiha Sasuke, himself, the robe fitted well, too well for others' eyes. "Oh, hello Kakashi-sensei, Naruto-sama." She bowed, exposing her…lady parts.
"Guh..." Heat rose and blood sunk in the Sasuke's body, "Hana–hime…" He snapped out quickly, glancing at both Kakashi and the Uzumaki. Scowling to their presence, he sighed, "Hinata, can you check on the Hayoto and Jin?"
She nodded, giggling, "Nice to see you as well, Sakura. Why don't you place Mamoru-chan in the play pin, and I'll bring the twins to the front?" It was obvious Sasuke wanted more clothes on her body, but while Uzumaki-chan was here, the visit called for them acquainting.
"I'm not afraid to kill the Hokage, and sure as hell, I'm not afraid to kill my former sensei! Back off my wife or you will pay." He got up, showing his kunai from his back pocket. The two men before him sweat dropped nervously.
Sakura stood up, near the play pin where her son sat up, "Sasuke, quit being so hostile!" She pointed an accusing finger at him, yelling more than was needed, "We are your friends and we stopped by to say hello, show the royal family some Goddamn respect, you got that Uchiha?" After she married Naruto, she'd been more defensive for him and offensive to the Uchiha.
While Naruto began to seriously court her, she became bitter towards Sasuke, eventually it came to a hostile relationship. Not only was she slightly jealous, but she was lead to believe that Sasuke may like her. Her already broken heart shattered upon hearing her childhood crush was getting married.
Sasuke, on the other hand, could care less, until Hinata brought Sakura's feelings into light. The feelings were genuine, but they just weren't meant to be. From that point, Sasuke earned back Sakura's friendship by getting her and Naruto together. Secretly, of course, and without notice, both Sasuke and Hinata got Naruto and Sakura together.
"Che, Sakura, it'd upset Hinata if I hurt them. Oodobe no Hokage and Baka no Sensei get on my damn nerves." He closed his eyes, leaning against the wall behind him.
Kakashi smiled, nervously, "We haven't said a word, Sasuke-chan. I don't know about Naruto, but I was simply admiring your wife's qualities – uh…not physical…personal, of course." He scratched the back of his head, looking to the ceiling.
"We're both married men, I would never think such thoughts, especially with my wife standing right here." Naruto seemed a lot calmer, his voice, even, showcased how much he matured. Although he still wiped his nose with his index finger.
Hinata entered from the back, dressed in Sasuke's old shirt and shorts, with her two children, "Ah, hey guys! We're glad to see you stopping by, it gives the kids some time to meet."
"They've met before, Hina, what else can a 1-year-old do to get closer?" he slumped in the couch between Kakashi and Naruto, feeling ignored, defeated, and powerless by his wife and children.
It must be love.
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