-looks down, very depressed- This isn't right. I should be more happier than this...-sighs- well, that's what I get for writing a depressing story and listening to depressing songs, at the same time. So, I fell bad about it now, but I actually called Hinata a bitch...a couple of times. I'm sorry, I just really didn't like her in this chapter...or that bastard. I'm not talking about Itachi. -Throws box of tissues at reader with force- have fun.

Yes, it's a long chapter. And yes, I crammed it. But I had to, trust me.

Oh, and there may be a few mistakes, only because I edited so much in this chapter and read it over at the same time, I didn't feel like reading the whole thing over again. Yes, I'm lazy.

Candelabra Lily are extra pretty.

Eyes slowly fluttered open. Everything was a blurry white. The eyes blinked hard, but still a bit blurry. A hand rose to the forehead; they had a headache. What was going on? Where was this place? But then again, that was a stupid question. The eyes could see now, they could see they were in a hospital.

"Miss! You're awake!" the nurse said running over to the patient on the bed.

Hinata stared lazily. Why was she in the hospital? She sat up on the bed and winced from the small pain in her arm.

"Slow down!" the nurse said. "Don't mess up your IV!"

Hinata stared down at her arm and watched the nurse fix the IV in her arm. IV? Why did she have an IV? And she felt so dizzy. She felt so, tired. Like she'd been asleep forever. The nurse did say she woke up. But why was she in the hospital. She didn't remember much. All she remembered was that Ino came over and her and Deidara broke up. Then Kisame brought Itachi home, then...they, fought. "How long was I asleep?" Hinata asked.

"Almost two weeks!" she said excited, but not in a happy way. "The doctors were starting to worry."

Her eyes widened. Two weeks. She was asleep for two weeks? No wonder she felt so lightheaded. And everything was almost a blur. Almost. She remembered that her and Itachi had a fight. And the condition she was in, it must have been a bad one. But where was he? "Who brought me in?" she asked. It had to be him, but then again...

"Your husband." Hinata tensed up; she knew it.

She felt butterflies in her stomach. "W-where is he?" she asked and waited for the nurse to answer but she didn't say a thing. Hinata looked over and saw how the nurse had a serious face on. "What?"

The nurse still stared at her then went back to tending the beautiful flowers, Hinata's favorite flowers. They were called Candelabra Lily. She always did love them, even though she only saw them twice in her whole life. The first time was a picture on the internet and the second one was when her and Itachi were walking downtown. He had a dinner party to get to and they were running late, because of her; she went out to go shopping for Itachi's birthday present, forgetting they had the dinner party to go to. So they rushed through downtown and she saw these flowers. She fell into a trance just by staring at them and slowed down. He tried to rush her but she was still in a trance. No, he said pulling her along seeing how she was gazing at the flowers, we're late. Of course she sighed and went on. She never saw them again That was about two weeks before he asked her to marry him. Hinata lowered her head; him. And she said yes...but he did remembered, the flowers. "Miss." the nurse called.

Hinata looked up. "Yes."

"What happened?"

She was a little taken back by the question. She was hoping they weren't asking what she thought they were asking. "W-what do you m-mean?"

"All over your body," the nurse said with a crease in her brow. "There are contusions all over your body."

She looked down; she knew they would ask that. But what should she say? If she told them, they'd definitely put Itachi in jail and she didn't want that. But it she didn't, who knows if she'd wake up the next time. She sighed. "Oh, them." she looked up and gave the nurse a fake smile. "I'm so clumsy! I keep falling down the stairs."

"The stairs, huh?" the nurse repeated suspiciously.

"Yes." She breathed out a fake laugh. "I know, I'm stupid. But I'll work on my foot work!" Hinata's happy face went to a surprised one when the nurse grabbed her hand and held it tightly.

The nurse looked up at her with worried eyes and said in a low voice, "You can tell me, okay. Everything will be okay, I promise. The hospital will call the police and he'll be tak—" The nurse stopped her pleading and looked up at Hinata with wide eyes when she snatched her hand away.

"Everything won't be okay. Especially if they take him away..." She hesitated then lied, "For a crime he didn't commit."

"I told you! Just tell me and everything well be okay!"

"It's fine." she said with a small smile. Hinata continued to stare down at her hands gripping the sheets and asked again, "Where is he?"

The nurse bit her lip and looked away; she'd never get through to her. "The last time I saw him, he was in the lobby."

She gripped the sheets harder; he's here? She just knew he wouldn't be here. Maybe at work. Or the house, but he's here.

"Excuse me." the nurse said with a sad smile. "I have to go and tell the doctor you're awake." Hinata nodded and the nurse started to leave. She opened the door and shut it behind her but then stopped. She exhaled deeply then turned to Itachi and gave him a dirty look.

Itachi just stood a few feet away from the door, ignoring the look the nurse was giving him. "Is she awake?" he asked, feeling scared that the answer would still be no.

The nurse glared harder before muttering an angry "yes" and walked away. Itachi felt his heart start to beat faster as he quickly opened the door and stopped from the sight in front of him. In the bed was sitting his beautiful wife staring out the window. She was awake. Finally, she was awake. He was so scared, that she'd never wake up but here she is, sitting up in her hospital bed staring out the window the sunrise giving her that glow. Itachi closed the door behind him and walked over the seat near the bed. He got comfortable in the small seat, but the awkward silence between them was very uncomfortable for him; so he started. "They said you had a temporary coma and diagnosed you with depression."

She started trembling. It hurts. It hurts to know you had a coma and now you have depression. All because of him. The man you love so much. So yes, it hurts. She was afraid to look at him but she had to sometime so why not now? Hinata slowly turned her head and her eyes slightly widen from the blackish rings around his eyes. Has he been here the whole time? "Did you tell th—" he started to ask.

"You know I didn't." she said sternly in a low voice. Her brow furrowed when he loosed up. Was that all he cared about? About being safe? About not going to jail? About hiding what he's done? She was disgusted with him at this point. She was asleep for two weeks and he didn't even really care. He probably just stayed here so he could keep her mouth shut.

Itachi gulped. He was somewhat relieved. She didn't tell them. That was good. But he wanted to just touch her. Just to make sure this wasn't a dream, an illusion. She's been asleep for twelve days or so and he had many of those. He always had dreams that she woke up, but they'd always turn into nightmares. After she woke up, she'd go back to sleep. Or one when she actually died. But the worse one was when she left him. He had that more than all the rest. She wouldn't say a thing in the dream, she'd just start drifting away more and more until he could see her anymore. It was just horrible, so he avoided closing his eyes. That's why he couldn't sleep, well that and because he didn't want to miss when she woke up. He asked that nurse the same thing everyday: Is she awake? The answer was always no and he was tired of hearing that word: no. No, Mr. Uchiha you can't see her at this time, the nurses said. No she's not awake. She's not making progress I'm sorry, no. He hated that word. "What did you say?" he asked in a low voice when he heard Hinata mutter something; they both kept speaking so softly for some reason, one he couldn't define. But he didn't ask like he was mad like he usually would be, how could he when she was actually breathing, next to him. But he was still scared it was a dream.

"Why are you doing this?" she asked looking away.

"Doing what?" he asked, avoiding the question his wife was really asking. Just like his dad.

"Everything's not okay." she said then looked at him with her face tightened. "Nothing's okay." He continued to stare at her. "You always pretend like everything's okay, but it's not." He just stared. Hinata got angry when he wasn't saying anything. She just wanted him to say something, just one thing. "You're so selfish." she muttered looking down.

Itachi furrowed his eyebrows. "What are you talking about?"

"You're always hiding." she said then looked up at him with sad eyes. "Me. You're always hiding me."

He lowered his eyes and sighed saying, "I don't hide you—"

"And that." she cut him off. "You always deny it. You always get relief when you find out that I haven't told anybody. Or how I never invited people over. You just hide me. Lock me in our r—"

"Because." he said louder with slightly widened eyes. "Because, I know if anybody ever saw you like this, they would take you away from me." He sighed then looked away. "And that's too big of a risk to take."

Her hands started shaking. She looked down at her hands and gripped the covers and said in a low tone, "But you don't hurt someone you love."

Itachi slowly turned his head to her. "You don't think I love you?" he asked slowly. She didn't answer. "You don't think I love you?" he asked again but louder as he stood up. She still didn't reply. He was getting so frustrated. Now he wished it was a dream. Why wasn't she answering him! He balls up a fist and smack the vase of flowers on the floor as he screamed, "You don't think I love you!"

"No!" she finally yelled back. Both stared at each other. She staring into his wide eyes, but nothing as always is there. But, unfortunately for him, she was missing it all. She was missing how his body wouldn't stop shaking. How his chest was caving in. How he's having trouble breathing. His problem with swallowing that lump in his throat that form so quickly.

Two nurses bust through the door. "What happened?!" the nurse from early yelled, scared that the husband had done something. Itachi just stared at Hinata, trying to keep his emotions in check, until he couldn't handle it anymore and pushed the nurses out the way as he walked out the room.

"Did he do anything to you?" the nurse asked Hinata as the other one started cleaning up the broken glass on the floor.

Hinata shook her head. "No. I'm fine."

"Ouch!"

She looked over at the floor seeing the nurse holding her finger.

"I cut myself!"

Hinata stared at the red flowers on the floor as tear came out of nowhere and stared falling.

"Miss?" the nurse said when she saw Hinata's face. "Are you okay?"

Hinata looked up at her and gave the nurse a sad smile. "I'm fine." she said then felt her lips start to tremble before she broke down.

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Hinata turned over on the bed and gripped the pillow as someone entered the dark room. She heard the nurse sigh. "Someone's here to pick you up." the nurse said as she turned the light on in the room.

She quickly got ready. She was anxious to see who came for her. Did he tell someone? Finally? She walked out her room and saw Itachi look over at her from the main desk. She felt stupid. Of course he didn't tell anybody.

It was quiet. Real quiet. The only thing they heard on the drive home was the car. And the splash noises from it raining earlier. "I didn't want you there." he said when they pulled up the driveway. "I hate hospitals."

He walked her in the house and helped her in their bed, but she tried to do it herself. She didn't want him to touch her. She propped up in the bed and stared out the window, gazing at the night sky. He closed the door behind him as he exited the room, saying he was sleeping in the other room tonight. She was happy for that at least. Sleeping in the same bed with him would have been difficult. Just thinking about it is sad. She turned her head to see Itachi walk in with a cup of water in his hands and a small medicine bottle. "What is that?" she asked as he passed her the water and took two pills out of the bottle.

"Your pills." he said passing her the two tablets. She almost forgot she had depression.

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Itachi stared at his wife's sleeping body in the dark room. He shifted getting a more comfortable spot on the chair. He's been doing this for about four hours now, and it's almost 5 o'clock. No he didn't lie to her. He went into the other room to sleep, but couldn't. So he came back into their room and started to watch her sleep, just in case. Just in case the side effects of the medicine kicked in. She's been doing good and sleeping well, he's thankful not too good. And he's been keeping very still, stealth. He didn't want her to know he was in her, just to make her mad; he wasn't use to her getting mad. But he couldn't just stay away from her, he's been doing that for too long now and nothing was stopping him from being close to her, even if she was practically across the room.

Itachi quickly got out of the chair and placed the extra cover over her shaking body. That was one of the side effects, all symptoms of a cold. His finger brushed against her shoulder, against her soft skin. Finally, he knew. It wasn't a dream, and she was awake but was still upset with him. He blamed himself so much. So much for all the pain he's caused her. And he realized something, he couldn't blame his father anymore. He stopped. His father stopped. His father stopped right around the time Itachi turned ten. He didn't know why and was too stone cold by then to care. He remembered it so vividly. It was one of those afternoons, his dad didn't have work. His dad came home with Sasuke because he took him to the playground to play baseball, but from the mood he was in it didn't seem Sasuke did so well. Sasuke was never good at baseball. Hey sport, he said to Itachi, what did you and your mom do while we where gone? Nothing, and that was always the answer. Itachi didn't really respect his mother that much after he realized that he was like his father. He always thought she shouldn't have got in his way when he came home drunk, and if she did, it was her fault. But something in him still respected her enough not to tell Sasuke, and he still doesn't know 'til this day. Anyway, They all ate dinner together, which was strange because they never ate dinner together. And what was even weirder, is that his mom and dad didn't argue once. And they always argued at least once. But no, not this. They laughed and played around with each other. His father gave Itachi compliments on how he skipped a grade. He criticized Sasuke. And on every little thing. He always use to shout something like "Get your elbow off the table, and have some manners!" or "Why can't you be more like your brother!". Their mom tried to stick up for him, but it was futile. And the rest of the dinner went well. No yelling amongst his parents, just laughter and happiness. And Itachi realized something had changed about his father, but he knew everything would go back to normal soon. The next day, his father actually came home from work before midnight, by evening. He wasn't acting funny or anything, and the laughter started up again. Itachi waited and waited for his father to relapse, but it never happened and Itachi stopped watching for it. So he wasn't anything like his father, and now he wished he was, at the most.

Hinata woke up and let her eyes get adjusted to the sunlight beaming through the blinds. And, as expected, the room was empty. She lifted up slowly and gave the extra cover on her a confused look. She just thought that she put that on herself without knowing, she must have. How else would it have gotten there? She looked over and gave the cup of water and two pills on the nightstand a sad look.

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"Is that all?" Orochimaru asked out of boredom.

Hidan glared at the pale judge and muttered a few curses underneath his breath before he sat down.

"This isn't going like I planned." Ukon said glaring at the religionist.

"Shut the fuck up!" Hidan cursed in a low tone. "You still have Itachi."

"Good," he said then looked over at the Uchiha and Kisame. "Are you ready?"

"Are you okay?" Kisame asked his friend ignoring their client; he was worried as hell. "You don't look so well."

Itachi took a deep breath. No, he wasn't okay at all. It's been almost three weeks since Hinata came home from the hospital and nothing has changed. They don't speak. No good mornings, no goodnights. He asked her if she was okay every now and then, but she didn't say nothing. All she did was nod. Never looking at him, just staring down. Even though, he still continues his routine. He still watches her sleep, still just in case. Even though she doesn't get the side effects anymore, he still continues it. it keeps him close. And he's grateful. Grateful that she hasn't left him, but he fears for the worst. Everyday he wakes up, feeling the same. Nervous. Scared. He just doesn't want to wake up one day, and she won't be there. So everyday, every hour, he checks if she's still there. She probably wonders why he comes into the room so much. And he wished that she knew. If pity was the only thing that kept her there, let it be. As long as she's there. So, he keeps it up. Sleeping for about five minutes. But it's more like resting his eyes. They hurt so much. But he fears that too. He fears that in a blink of an eye, she'll disappear. So that's what he does. He watches her from dusk to dawn, then leaves so she won't know that he's been keeping an eye on her. He always knows when she's about to wake up; it's just a good feeling. After a few minutes he comes in and places her medicine on the nightstand then leaves. Then comes back, then leaves again. She probably wonders why he does that too. Why he just comes in and just sits there, and she can probably feel his eyes burning holes in her head but she still doesn't turn around. All he wants is her to look at him. Give him that smile. Say her beautiful good mornings. Matter of fact, he doesn't care for the smile or good mornings. She could give him a frown, a scowl, with a "I hate you" or "You disgust me" and he'd still be happy. Happy that she looked at him, and spoke to him. He never thought that something he liked so much, hurt so badly: silence. "I'm fine." he answered after a while looking down. His vision was blurry.

"You sure?" Kisame asked again. "Because those black circles around your eyes are saying differently."

"Yes." He just wanted him to drop the subject.

"Good, because this case is going downhill." he looked over at the glaring client. "They outdid me, Hidan, and you're our only hope."

Itachi just stared down. His wife was so much more important.

"Do you have anything to say?" Orochimaru asked with malice looking at the Uchiha.

He just wanted to get this over with, to get back to her. Even though he knew she didn't want to see him. Itachi looked up at just stared at the judge, who never liked him. This wasn't the first time he had this judge and for no reason, they had bad blood. And Itachi knew he'd get a kick out of this. "No." he said and watched the judge hide a smirk as he felt Ukon's anger rising.

"What!" Ukon yelled getting out of his chair and walked in front of Itachi. "What are you talking about?!"

"I didn't get the material." he said still looking down. All three lawyers were giving things to do. Itachi's thing was to find out why Ukon didn't kill his wife and explain that his daughter in-law was just making this up. But he was so busy taking care of Hinata, he didn't care about the case anymore.

"You son of a bitch!" Ukon hissed and got close to Itachi face. "Do you know how much money I spent on this case! And now I might be going to jail!"

Itachi looked up and glared. "Move." he said. He wasn't in the mood for Ukon's attitude.

Ukon's blood started to boil. "You little shit!" He was about to jump over the desk and start attacking Itachi but two cops held him back.

Orochimaru chuckled. "Take him out."

Ukon tried to move from the hold of the police. "You're dead." he hissed through his teeth as they dragged him out.

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"Man, today was a blast." Kisame said sarcastically stirring his coffee. "That case didn't even last for three hours!"

"Shit. We still get paid." Hidan said taking bite out of his breakfast sandwich.

Itachi just stared down; his eyes still hurt. He wanted to get home. To go see her. And he was about to leave until Kisame said, "Guys look." Itachi and Hidan looked over out of curiosity and saw a diamond ring in a box. "I'm going to do it."

"Fuck that." Hidan commented.

Kisame rolled his eyes and looked at Itachi. "What do you think?"

"No." he said quickly. He didn't like that whore and he didn't want his friend to get married to her. Yes, he kind of cared.

"Why not?" Kisame asked sucking his teeth then looked down at the ring. "You're married."

"You're right." Hidan said. "And look at him. He looks like shit."

"Fuck you." Itachi said in a low tone. He didn't care, all he wanted to do was see his wife.

But he missed it. He didn't know that if he wanted to see his wife so much, all he had to do was walk down the street a few minutes ago. Hinata was standing there, outside of the store and was looking through the window. Looking at those genuine silver bracelet. She knew he'd probably never wear it but it was worth a try. In a few weeks was his birthday. Yes she didn't want to even look at him, but she'd feel guilty if she didn't buy him anything. Plus, she still loved him. "Do you want anything on it, miss?" the guy behind the counter asked after she entered the store and pick out the one she thought he'd like.

"Yes." she said with a small smile. "Itachi, please."

The man wrote the name on a piece of paper then looked up at Hinata and smiled. "It should be ready in a few days."

"Thank you." she said in her meek voice. She gave the man money, through credit, then turned around to leave but looked up with wide eyes. "Sasuke."

Sasuke looked at her and smirk. "Hey. What are you doing here?" he asked. He was just walking through town and saw her in the jewelry store. He hadn't seen her in a few weeks and wondered how she was doing. Plus, he sort of missed her. And he really needed to talk to her.

"Umm," she looked down and eased by him. "I'm sorry I have to go!" she said in a hurry as she rushed out the store. Sasuke turned around and gave the door a confused look.

"So do you mind?" Kisame asked as Itachi got in his car.

"I don't care." he said before closing the door and driving off.

"Great!" Kisame said to himself.

Kisame placed the ring box in Itachi's desk drawer that night. He wanted to keep it there so Konan wouldn't find it. "Good." he said to himself with a smile. He couldn't actually believe he was going to do it, and he knew she would say yes. They've been going out for about two years and he knew she was the one. He loved her to death. Kisame slowly exited Itachi's office closing it behind him softly. He started to walk down the dark hallway towards the exit, but stopped at the sound of a clicking noise.

Bang.

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Things were going way to fast. Life was fast. Fast to leave you. He remembered the phone ringing. Then remembered his wife crying. And she still is, but not as much. Now he hears what he's tired of hearing. Cries. Konan being the loudest. Itachi looked up at the front of the church and frown. She was so fake. She was crying her eyes out, with Pein sitting next to her giving her comfort. Still, she cheats.

That bastard, Ukon. He went even more crazy and tried to kill Itachi, but instead killed Kisame because he thought he was the Uchiha. Now he's in jail, for both the killings of Kisame Hoshigaki and his ex-wife. Itachi didn't like thinking about that. Kisame, dead? No. He didn't really want to believe it. He was a little in denial. He didn't think this would happen. Him coming to Kisame's funeral. He always got on his nerves, but still, he had to pay his respects. He did sort of respect Kisame, anyway. Only because he supported him in every little thing. It irked him, but he respected that. He also thought that Kisame wouldn't die so soon. He was only in his 30s. And referring to Kisame in the past tense was also hard. Everything was just going way too fast. Life was pasting them by. Way too fast for his liking.

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Hinata clinched Itachi suit harder, making his heart skip a beat. She was so close. It's been so long since she was this close. He felt her tears seep through his shirt and he felt the damp texture stick to his skin when he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her closer. He didn't know why she was crying so much. He thought it was because of Kisame, but she didn't do this last week when she heard he died. So what was it? He didn't really care. As long as she was close, and he was touching her. It had to be real. His lack of sleep made him start believing the unbelievable. He thought, wished, hoped this was all a dream, or nightmare. All those weeks of her not speaking to him. Not looking at him. He thought it was all an illusion. But she was warm, he could hear her cries mutter into his chest. It had to be real. He wasn't convinced before and isn't really now, but at least the dream wasn't getting worse. If only he could hear her voice. "Hinata." he called, indirectly pleading for her to speak.

"Please don't go." she mumbled. "I don't want to lose you."

His heart skipped another beat. He heard her voice, finally. And it wasn't what he expected. No hatred, but she was so worried. But he had to tell her that it'd be okay. "I'll only be gone for an hour."

"But..."

"Are you ready, yeah?" Deidara asked in a sad tone.

Itachi turned his head and gave Deidara a small nodded and loosened his embrace on Hinata.

Hinata lowered her eyes out of depression and asked slowly, "Where are you going?"

Itachi continued to look at his door and said after Deidara walked out, "At a bar. They're throwing a small party for him." He quickly looked at his wife surprised when she pushed his arms away. "Hinata." he called confused.

She stared down and her fist started to ball. "I can't believe you." she said slowly with utter disgust.

"I'm not drinking." he says in a hurry. Not again. He wanted anything but this again.

She nodded then walked in the back room. He sighed; she didn't believe him. He was back. Back to the drawing board. This terrible nightmare.

"Hey." Deidara said running back in the house. "We're going to be late."

Itachi turned to him, about to say he wasn't going. "Okay."

Hinata stared at the floor angry as she heard the door shut. He was doing it again. She was so worried about him. When she found out that man was trying to kill him, she panicked. And she almost freaked when Deidara came over for Itachi to go to this party. She couldn't believe she wasted her breath trying to convince him to stay. She knew he wouldn't; alcohol was involved. Hinata looked over towards the door when there was a knock. She didn't know it, but she rushed to the door, hoping it was him and hoping he came back. But it seems, nothing ever goes her way. "Sasuke." she called confused.

"Do you mind if I come in?" he asked like he was rushing.

She looked at the time then said, "You really shouldn't be he—"

"Please."

She looked at him shocked and hesitantly let him in. "So, how have you been?" she asked when they both sat in the back room. She kept glancing at the clock. Timing every moment. She still had hope. Wishing every second that he would come home.

Sasuke noticed. "Waiting for something?"

She looked at him like she was just a little dazed. "Oh, no."

He nodded. It was silent.Very silent. And the funny thing was, is that he came here to talk. Talk about them. He knew he shouldn't, and knew it was out of the blue but he needed to know. When he saw her today, it was so convenient. He was just thinking about her. How she's always on his mind, and he can't stop thinking about her. He tried, but gave up a long time ago. And every hour, every second, he wondered if she felt the same. Impatience was killing him slowly. He wanted to know if she would let him. Let him just feel her soft lips once. Curiosity and love was eating at him. "We need to talk." he said as she got up. He was in a hurry. Now was the best time, while Itachi wasn't there.

She adjusted the little wrapped present on the end table; he was still on her mind. "Ye—" she stopped when she turned around and Sasuke was just a few inches from her face, shaking a bit. "Umm, Sasuke?" she asked with a blush. Please no, she thought nervously thinking of her husband. She didn't like how close he was, or thinking how Itachi would react if he saw this. He'd be so furious, so hurt.

He gulped with a distant blush of his own. "Can I kiss you?" he asked and started leaning in. He came to talk, only. But he didn't know what to say. He was afraid it might have come out wrong. He's trying his best to resist, but he needs to know.

"S-Sasuke, I can't." she said quickly pulling her head back a little and looking down. "Y-your brother."

"I won't tell." he said with half-lidded eyes and went in for a kiss.

"But..." she breathed against his lips and felt his lip brush against her until the feeling disappeared. Hinata quickly looked up and was in shock when she saw Itachi holding his brother by the neck against the wall. "Itachi!" she yells seeing Sasuke gasp for air.

"Shut up." he hissed. "I can't believe this."

"Itachi! He can't breath!" she pleaded but he just gripped harder.

Itachi stared at his brother with a furrowed brow and watched as Sasuke tried to release his grip. "I knew you were cheating on me." he said in a lower tone glaring at Sasuke. He couldn't believe this was happening. He knew it. But now? Why now? He started to think she was just like Konan, the bitch he always hated. Even though thing were down, she still cheated. The funeral was just this morning! And she just came crying to him asking him to stay, then had the nerve to get mad at him when he said he was going to the bar, after he said he wasn't drinking. He just couldn't believe it. He trusted her so much. In the back of his mind, he was doubtful but he blocked that out. He loved her.

"Itachi." she said in a low voice trying to calm him down. "It's w-wasn't w-what it look—"

"You're lying." he said still glaring. She was actually telling him bullshit right after what he just saw. He turned right back around when he was on his way to the party. He had to. Because he thought his marriage would end if he didn't. But from the looks of it, it was already heading that way. "How long?" he asked.

She starts walking towards him, afraid Sasuke might die. She just knew Itachi was intoxicated. "H-he can't br—"

"How long!" he shouted.

"I told you!" she said. "Nothing was going on." She put her hand on his arm and said, "Just stop. Please!"

Itachi got angrier. He couldn't believe she was still protecting him. Still protecting herself. Telling him lies just to keep herself safe. She was the selfish one. He felt her try to pull his arm away and in a quick move, he elbowed her, anger blurring his mind, and let go of Sasuke. He left Sasuke on the ground wheezing and looked down at Hinata with hurt eyes. She looked up and her eyes went wide. She became so terrified. It was different. It was so different. He wasn't having any problem staring her in the eye. His cheeks weren't rosy. He wasn't drunk.

"You're were a mistake." he hissed as his eyes became glassy. He felt so stupid. He should have known better. How could someone ever show him true love. He thought, knew he was a wreck. And he knows that she knew. He was hoping that she didn't care. Was hoping that she could handle it. He would never say it, but he thought she was so strong. She was strong enough to marry him. But now, he knows he was wrong. His good feeling about her was wrong.

Tears ran down Hinata's face. And it was so quiet. So quiet that the only sound that was in the room was the noise from her tears hitting the ground. So now she knows. Knows that she was wrong. Knows that he loves her, or loved her. And that he didn't drink. But she was so doubtful because he hid it before. But she also didn't think. Didn't realize. Realize that he's been with her the whole time, so how could he have drank? He never had time. Every time he wasn't in the room with her, she heard him walking back and forth in front of the room. How he use to just sit in the chair and stare at her. And when she didn't hear that, he was gone and always came back with more medicine that helped her progress. She didn't think. She never put thought into those footsteps she heard at nighttime, those footsteps that came in and out the room. She never recognized that every morning she had another blanket on her and she would never think twice about it. She never gave recognition to that he never worked. No, just took care of her. And those black circles. She seen them at the hospital, but they've gotten worse. He looks like he hasn't slept for weeks. And he's gotten skinnier. He's gotten pale. He looks so sick, and his eyes, those bright red eyes that glow with anger, show that he is because of her. Hinata slowly got up. "I'm so sorry." she said as the tears flowed more.

"Just shut up." he says disgusted and she heard his voice crack.

She slowly walks closer to him and gets hurt when he backs up a little. But she still tries. She gets so close. "I-I'm sorry." she said again. And when he stopped backing up, she slowly embraced him.

He had half a mind. Half a mind to hug her back. But he couldn't. Too much has happened. He regrets everything. Regretted having hope. Regretted this house, this marriage, her. This hug was making him sick. Her touch, the one he's been craving for, was making him sick. "Get off of me." he growls. But she just tightens her hug. He just wished that she would go away. Stay away. "I said don't fucking touch me." he says then pushes her away with much force.

She stops herself from falling by grabbing hold of the wall. She looked up at him, with those tears still coming, and put her hand out to reach for him. "I-Itachi, p-pleas—" she stopped and let out a squeak when he smacked her hand away. A hard thud sound hit the ground and when Hinata looked down, she saw the two brothers fighting. "Stop!" she pleads holding her hand.

Sasuke tried his best to calm his brother, but nothing was working. He heard Hinata squeak and tried to make his brother calm down, but as soon as he got up he was on the ground again. Itachi pinned his brother to the ground and started throwing him punches, just like a certain fight on the baseball field. He stared down at his brother making the punches harder just from looking at his face, Sasuke blocking some and taking the others. He was a traitor. He had a feeling that his brother liked his wife, but this wasn't suppose to happen. None of this. His brother wasn't suppose to go behind his back and try to sleep with his wife. Or fuck her, on a daily basis, without trying, period. And he did it at the most vulnerable time. He tried to send his brother another punch but was stopped. he angrily turned to Hinata and hissed, "Let go of me."

"Please Itachi! He's hurt!" she said and used her whole being to hold her husband back, even though it was all becoming in vain.

Itachi tried to punch Sasuke again but she was still holding him back. "Let go of me!" he yelled and smacked her out of frustration making her let go of his arm and fall to the floor. Itachi glared down at his brother, his bloody face, and got off of him; he was worthless, just like his dad said. He quickly walked over to his wife and lifted her feather-like body up by her wrist. "You're so weak." he said glaring at her and gripped her wrist harder. He was wrong, she wasn't strong. At least not as much as he thought she was.

Hinata winced and tried to make him let go of her. "I-Itachi..." she said out of pain.

Grip.

"You're so pathetic." he hissed.

Grip.

"I-Itachi p-p-please..."

Grip.

"You're a waste of my time." he hissed again with his emotions getting out of control. He was trying his best to convince himself. Convince himself of all the insults he was throwing at her; it was hard.

Grip.

"L-let...go..." she pleaded again.

Grip.

His eyes grew wide, red glowing with rage. "A waste of time!" he yelled.

Pop.

Hinata's eye grew as wide as they could before she let out a long-lasting shriek. His eyes shut as he dropped her and covered his ear, but her cry was still ringing in his ears. His eyes tightened. It wouldn't go away. The scream just echoed in his head over and over. His eyes shot open and he looked down at her with wide eyes. He hated that. That scream. Hated hearing her in pain. He hated himself. He watched as she held her wrist trying to subdue the pain. The pain that he caused. And it was getting to be too much. He couldn't be here, he couldn't watch. He didn't deserve to be here. Not with her, like this. She was just in so much pain, her whimpers were ringing in his ears, louder than what they really were. So he ran. He just walked straight out the door. He knew it was cowardly, but he could care less. He didn't know where he was going, but he knew he couldn't stay there. He needed to run away from this nightmare.

-sits in emo corner- I'm sorry, but in order for this to happen, Kisame had to die. He was better off without that bitch anyway. And Itachi booked, he was out. And who knows when he's coming back, or if he is at all, I don't. I know you SasuHina fans are extra happy right now. -goes to party and crashes it with a depressed attitude-

-sighs- I was going to call this chapter 'Til Death Do Us Part but I didn't because I didn't want you guys to get the wrong idea. I was referring to Kisame and Itachi. Sad, sad. Ukon, you asswipe. And the part I called Hinata a bitch on was the part when she just knew Itachi was drunk. Heifer. That part still gets me mad, and I'm the one who wrote it. But you guys do that too, right? It's just like watching a movie and yelling at the screen. I do that too.

Oh yeah. I got this poll. Important...I guess. I'm going to be taboo if you don't vote enough.

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