A/N: To wolf-enzeru, Eerie Ava, DageRee (You can look at the rated M fics, that's where I found most of the stuff I was talking about (: ), farahb, BekotaTheMonsterHuntress, Fher34, xXYour DoomXx, Rosebunse (I guess we can only hope that they are better than that!), roti bakar, 00-night-eyes-00, and meong-chan (Oh god, I don't want to know what happens between them! Is it a great moment? No wait, I don't think I want to know D:).

Disclaimer: Naruto not mine.

The morning sunlight streamed from the high windows directly onto Hinata's face. With a groan she stood up, shading her eyes. The sudden action made her heart pound and she stumbled to the opposite sofa where Sasuke was sitting the night before; it was empty now.

She sat down carefully, keeping her face in the shade, and waited for the pounding to subside in her chest and in her head. Once it had, she slowly opened her eyes. Judging by the angle and intensity of the sunlight, it was already nine or thereabouts. Hinata rarely ever deviated from waking up at five, but the circumstances last night were far from her routine.

A shower was badly in order. She felt sticky and sweaty, but she couldn't find it in her to get up. From the way the sharp pain came and went in her stomach, she was also hungry. She felt dirty, disheveled, and hungry, but she was also still dizzy, and any sudden movements would send last night's spring rolls back out.

Sasuke's probably gone out to train. I should get up too, she thought, but stayed seated. She cried out in dismay as she realized she wasn't able to cook breakfast for him. You have one job, Hinata! She groaned to herself. She would have to apologize later.

Yelling. Loud voices. If only she wasn't so dizzy, she would check to see who was outside. Please stop, she thought, closing her eyes as the pounding in her head started again. Hinata didn't have to wait very long for an answer.

The salty smell of ramen assailed her and she slowly opened her eyes to see Sasuke holding a bowl of ramen under her nose. Behind him were Kiba, Akamaru, Shino, and Naruto. She accepted the bowl gratefully, but she felt too lethargic to actually pick up the chopsticks and begin the tedious process of eating, or to wonder why they were all in Sasuke's living room.

"Teme, what did you do to Hinata-chan?!" Naruto yelled.

"Eat," said Sasuke to her and turned to Naruto. "Shut up, dobe."

"Hinata-chan drank with you?" Kiba sounded repulsed, his voice no less lower.

Beside her, the sofa gently sank down with a warm weight. She felt something furry by her elbow, and she knew it was Akamaru sitting beside her. She rested her hand by his neck and felt like falling asleep again while the men argued. By the time she would wake up, hopefully they would be finished.

"Your creature is on my fucking couch, Inuzuka. Call it off."

"Hey, don't call Akamaru a creature!"

"Here, Hinata-chan, I'll help you eat!"

"Don't you dare go near her, dobe."

Akamaru nudged the bowl gently. With a sigh of acquiescence, Hinata ate the ramen. The broth was still hot, and filled her stomach in all the best ways. Presently she felt her mind become clearer and the dizziness slowly evaporate. She set down the bowl and proceeded to cuddle Akamaru. He licked her hand and she laughed, lying down on the giant dog's side. She watched as Kiba and Naruto yelled at Sasuke while he studied his nails, seeming not to hear. Shino had been the quietest of them, looking at her. She smiled at him and patted the space next to her.

"How are you feeling now?" He asked after easing himself beside her.

"Much better. I felt like such a mess earlier," she replied quietly so as not to disturb the arguing. By now, Kiba and Naruto's voices had become ambient noise. She straightened up to converse better with Shino, and Akamaru rested his head on Hinata's lap.

"I heard you drank sake with Sasuke."

"Yes, I kept him company. He was... surprised that there weren't any at the party." She was in the middle of recounting the scene with the spring rolls when they were interrupted by Sasuke thrusting a small box at her.

She held it, looking at him quizzically. He offered no explanation but turned quickly to Kiba and Naruto, grabbing the scruff of their necks and dragging them toward the door.

"Hey!" They said at the same time, struggling out of his grasp, but he kept his hold.

"Get the hell out of my house," he said through gritted teeth. He shoved the door open with his foot and threw them out on the front yard. Their protests were cut off when Sasuke shut the door. He turned his attention to the three of them sitting quietly on the sofa - Hinata, Shino, and Akamaru. He stared them down.

"I'll see you," said Shino, who got the hint, and stood up.

Akamaru, for his part, buried his head on Hinata's lap and whined.

Hinata laughed and kissed his head. "Akamaru-chan, I'll play with you next time, okay?" She ruffled his head and he licked her face. "Thank you for cleaning me." She gave his rump a slight push and he bounded off the couch, following Shino out the door.

"Oi Inuzuka, don't forget to come back and clean my damn couch," she heard Sasuke say, and slammed the door.

Hinata sighed. As much as she loved Kiba and Shino, and also Naruto, she was instantly relieved they were gone. She craved the peace and quiet. Sasuke came back and stood over her, arms folded.

"There's cake in the box," he said.

"Really?" She opened it to reveal a slice of chocolate. Her eyes widened in pleasure. "Oh wow," she breathed, awed. "Thank you very much, Sasuke!" She gave a guilty start. "Oh, and I'm sorry."

"What now?" He asked, sounding annoyed.

"Well I... I wasn't able to cook your, um, breakfast..." She wanted to twist her hands, an old childhood standby, but the box was in the way. "That was s-supposed to be my job... I, I messed up." She bowed her head.

Sasuke let out an incredulous snort. "Says who?"

"B-but... Isn't that-isn't that what the... uh, whatthewifedoes?" She purposely said the last sentence quickly so as not to linger on the word 'wife'. Try as she might, it was still difficult to accept that she was a wife, when she hadn't even experienced being a bride, or a girlfriend, for that matter. Heck, her marriage was over in five minutes! "Anyway," she continued with her apology, trying to get away from 'wife' as fast as possible before Sasuke followed up on the theme and made her uncomfortable again, "I also apologize that you had to, um, take care - I mean, I'm sorry you had to b-buy food for me. It-it wasn't-"

"Don't be such a martyr," he snapped, and stomped to his own wing of the compound, leaving behind a very bewildered Hinata.

What did I do?

She tried to review what just happened. Sasuke gave her cake, she thanked him for it and apologized for not being able to cook him food and he got angry and called her a martyr. Was it so wrong to apologize? She had gotten drunk the previous night, and through her actions, wasn't able to fulfill the only duty she was willing and able to do, which was cook him food.

How was that being a martyr?

Well, I guess I have my peace and quiet now, she thought, glum. This wasn't how I wanted it, though.