Regarding the fact of continuing or not the story i honesty haven't decided yet...probably i won't know for sure until the last chapter i have so far is posted, i'll see how i feel about ending it in such a manner.

Either way, i hope you enjoy, please R&R. Love Dia~~

Hinata POV

I spent every day since mom arrived till Christmas wishing for the damn holiday to be over already. The plan was to spend the 24th with you and the 25th with them. After that it was Ino and Sakura's time on 26th both for Christmas and my birthday and 27th with you once more.

You came to pick me up from my house at 3 am the night between 23rd and 24th I didn't really get it when you asked to do that but I liked the idea of spending more time with you and not them. I wanted to give my mind a break and fill my thoughts with you. And it worked perfectly when at 3:05 am I opened my door while still in pjs with a fur coat on, boots and the ugliest hat I've ever seen on and a small bag full of clothes on my shoulder.

The drive to your apartment wasn't long, there were quite a few cars on the streets despite the late hour and the cold, I almost fell asleep but I tried hard to stay awake, but that was no problem when we reached your apartment and I got out of the car in the freezing weather, I was wide awake from the col. We walked fast while holding hands, almost running from the car to the door through the snow, I laughed a little but the icy air froze my throat so I stopped.

Finally when we got inside your apartment we went right back into your bed and slept for an hour, or at least tried to. Around 5 am a storm unraveled and the thunder woke me up. I stood still for a few moments before turning to face you and saw you were awake, watching me. Your cheeks were warm when I touched them, or my hands were just cold.

I was still a little cold but you warmed me up soon enough despite the fact that I didn't have my pj anymore. The kisses and strokes set my skin on fire.

At the end I was cuddled against your chest drawing small patterns on your torso right above your heart. I felt so content. You were talking, telling me everything and nothing, your small whispers filled the room and made the atmosphere even more fairy-tail like.

I couldn't remember how long has it been since I felt so at ease during the holidays. You were gently moving your hand up and down my back under the blanket. It was quite heavy and warm, I enjoyed and welcomed the pressure it brought with it.

When I woke up next morning it was already 11. At some point I knew you had woken up too but I decided not to say anything or move. Memories of last night still fresh in my mind made me feel giddy.

"I don't want to ever get up"

You talked into my hair and I couldn't agree more. I looked up at you and leaned in to kiss you, my hands were in your hair slowly pulling at the ends earning myself a small groan which made me smile into the kiss.

"You…seem…in…a…good…mood"

You said each word after a few kisses and I only nodded, never breaking contact between our lips. It was becoming a little hard to breath but I didn't care.

"Hinata"

After you said that I got up a little and looked at you. How could you be so perfect even in the morning. I traced your jaw-line, neck and collarbone. I didn't want to stop touching you, it almost felt like if for a moment we didn't have skin-on-skin contact the spell would be broken.

Your hands traveled up and down my sides finally squeezing my hips and pulling me into your lap. You sit up as well and I wrapped my legs around your waist. Now it was you kissing my shoulder and breasts while you playfully squeezed my ass, I couldn't help but gasp. You chuckled but continued kissing now and then sucking on my skin leaving behind small imperfections on my pale skin.

I don't know if you ever did that intentionally or not, but every time we did it you left a hickey on the same spot, most of them were on different places each time but on my right breast a bit higher than the nipple there was always one. I always loved how there was always one there.

Your hands moved from my ass to my upper tights and they kept moving up, I was already breathing harder.

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We got out of bed only around 1 or 2 pm and ate 'breakfast' then. I always loved your apartment, the old brick wall in the hall way and the full wall of book cases in the living room gave it so much personality. The old wooden floor and antique looking furniture made me feel like we were out of space and time when we were here, maybe that's why I always liked it better when we spent time here rather than my place.

But probably what made me adore it even more was the smell, how everything smelled like you, I adored your smell, every time after you slept in my bed the pillow you used would catch your smell and the following days I'd sleep with my head buried in it, whenever you left a piece of clothing behind I'd wear it, to be honest it was a borderline obsession.

"What?"

I probably was staring at you for a long time because you asked that with a goofy look on your face. I remembered how cool and calm you always looked and how Sakura described you as 'dark' and I couldn't help but think how lucky I was I could see that smile, that expression.

"I was just thinking of how much I love this place. Despite it being further from the campus I like it a lot more than my apartment."

"Really?"

I only nodded while watching you, something was spinning in your head, I could see the wheels working. Finally you looked back up at me and you looked a little frustrated than a bit sad than uneasy.

"Sasuke? Something wrong?"

"Would you…consider moving here?"

Sasuke POV

On 24th December I asked if you would want to move in with me. I couldn't help but think of that when you said you liked my apartment better, which made me very happy knowing you enjoyed spending time there more than at your own house.

"What..? Y-you…want me to move here? L-like in this apartment? Here? With you?"

"Yea…But only if you want to. It was just an idea."

You kept biting your lower lip like you always did when you were thinking really hard. On one hand I wanted to make you stop since it was becoming really red, on the other I wanted to be the one biting it.

"You don't have to answer now, it's fine. Just think about it for a bit, ok?"

If I'm honest I said that without thinking so I was a little relieved when we decided to put the matter aside and we went on with the plan. After eating lunch we watched some really boring Christmas movies, after the second one I suggested we play a game during the next one, each time someone said 'Christmas' or 'Santa' we would take a shot.

You agreed to the game way easier than I thought you would. But after the first 10 minutes, you paled because in that short amount of time we already had 5 shots.

"You know…I'm kind of a lightweight, something tells me I'll be in an alcoholic coma by the end of this movie"

I couldn't help laughing, which made you pout and you hit my shoulder with the back of your hand.

"I'm serious Sasuke, don't laugh"

The words lost all meaning the moment you started chuckling as well. But you were right by the middle of the movie you were wasted and I was dizzy enough so we decided to ditch that idea and just watch the rest of it normally.

"I feel like this is the calm before the storm. I wish today would last forever because this is such a beautiful picture and I don't want it to break. Every Christmas I feel like things go downhill and also like they break something inside me"

I remember that quote well, I still hear your sleepy voice in my head. I didn't take it being much, maybe it was because I was also drunk or because I didn't know just how true everything you said would be. You gave me warnings, I notice them now, looking back at things, but back than they seemed just like words threw in the wind for the sake of poetry.

I didn't reply to what you said, instead we cooked together making a mess of everything, including our clothes. I stood behind you while you were putting our creation into plates.

"We could do this every day." I whispered into your ear. I knew I was pushing it " if only you moved here. We could do this…every day"

Just like I ignored some of the things you said now and then you ignored my words and I didn't try to bring it up, at least not that day. After food came storied from childhood, I also had proof to show you, we went through the few photo albums I had there. It was almost 9 when we were done laughing and you all of a sudden got up too fast which made you dizzy(er) and you almost fell over. All of that made me laugh louder which somehow turned into snoring and you watched me with your jaw dropped before busting into a giggling fit as well.

That's what I like to remember. That moment when everything felt right in the world.

"Sasuke stop! We didn't put up the tree!"

You were right we forgot about the tree, it was in the living room but we didn't decor it, and I must say a drunken you isn't the best designer. The tree looked horrible which only made you laugh again. You were on your back onto the blankets on the floor holding your stomach while laughing.

Your hair was in a lazy ponytail you had on this ugly sweater which matched mine since you forced me to wear it. Your feet were bare. I stood next to you and took your hand and you put your head on my chest and we just stood there, breathing in and out.

"Do you really mean it?"

I asked you what and you stood and stared at me.

"Me moving in. do really mean it? Should I? do you want me to?"

"I do."

"Ok"

"Ok…" I dumbly repeated what you said, it took me a moment to realize what it meant.

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We went to bed around midnight and at 4 in the morning your phone rang. You jumped right out of bed dragging me with you. You said that is how you did Christmas as a child, since your parents always told you to wait till the morning you'd go to bed and wake up at 4 am and wake everyone telling them it was morning and to go open the presents.

We stood next to the tree each of us a box in hand counting to 3 before shredding the paper as children, which according to you was the only was anyone could open a Christmas present.

I don't think it was about the presents itself, I think it was about the fact that you could do it again, that you felt comfortable enough to do it again.

"This is beautiful Sasuke"

I ended up buying you a black dress, because Ino said you didn't have one, and a charm bracelet with our initials, a book, a magnifying glass and a small bow. Also I framed a picture of us. I honestly didn't know what to get you. But you still acted like it was the most beautiful gift you have ever gotten.

I almost forgot about my present while I was watching you. But finally you told me to 'hurry up and open it' so I did. Inside was a vinyl record from my favorite band, a first edition of the 'Police Academy Book" from 1870, a pair of sunglasses and a USB stick.

"It is said that detectives wear the best shades, and on the stick are 365 pictures of both of us or just you and me with funny comments, one for each day of the year until next year."

As a kid I got pretty good gifts from my family but no one ever gave me a gift that required so much work and thought. If anyone saw the box and asked which I adored most they'd for sure not get it if I said the USB. I still have all of them. The shades are in my car, the USB in my desk, the book in my shelf and the vinyl on my wall. Maybe I should have thrown all of them away. But I didn't and I don't think I ever will.

After opening the presents we went back to bed but instead of sleeping right away we talked. It wasn't chitchat anymore, we talked about why you moved out when you were 14. About how you wish you could have taken your sister and cousin with you. About how when you told your father about it he didn't even bat an eye, about how he didn't even help you. But you made it out alive.

The morning came all too fast and before I could even breath in your scent you were gone, I felt oddly alone and cold into my own house so I decided to drive all the way to my parents and stay with them for 2 days until your birthday.

I already sent my gifts for them with Itachi, I didn't expect to come home to coldness and tension. Itachi told my parents about him. And my father didn't react all that well. For my own well being I wish I hadn't gone there, but for Itachi I'm glad I did.

Hinata POV

My time with you went by too fast and as soon as I closed my eyes for a moment it was already the morning and I had to go. I drove to my father's house but I didn't walk in right away. I stood in my car with the heath blasting trying to build up enough courage to open the front door and walk inside.

When I finally did the sound of my heels against the marble floor made me feel alone, but I guess the silence is better than the shouting. I decided to walk upstairs to my sister's room. She was on her bed talking on the phone with someone. Her legs up in the air moving just like you see in movies, I walked to Neji's room, not wanting to disturb Hanabi's conversation. My cousin was wearing only his dress pants and ironing a white shirt. I stood on his bed and watched him.

"She didn't arrive yet. Your father is still in his office and dinner is being cooked."

I wanted to ask where the other 'she' was. But I stopped myself. Neji put on his shirt than a tie and finally a pull-over the color of the deepest and darkest sea there is. He always looked like that, clean cut. You would think he was a doctor or a lawyer not a sport student.

I shivered remembering the Christmas of Neji's last high school year. How my father looked at him after Neji said he wanted to go to that Uni, how the chair fell over when he backed away too fast and left the room. I never understood why Neji was staying in the dorms instead of an apartment. Maybe he was taking care of Hanabi, feeling like that task fell onto his shoulders after I left.

After a few more words the front door opened once more. Heels were heard and then they stopped. I could feel the tension in the air building. It was chocking me. I could already hear everything. As I and Neji left his room Hanabi emerged from hers as well and the 3 of us walked downstairs and we were greeted by my mother and..the other 'she'. Staring at each other.

My mother looked at us like we were onto her, like we betrayed her. The other 'she' smiled at us and once she saw me I noticed her taking a step back.

"Hinata. I'm so glad you joined us"

I liked that she was scared of me. But now? I feel bad. I did nothing to even try to welcome her. It wasn't her fault my family was like that. She just started dating an older man hoping for stability but found herself in the middle of an avalanche and the snow buried her alive just like it did us.

I nodded and walked past them into the kitchen and living room. Under the tree were way too many gifts for one family and I felt a bitter taste in my mouth. I hated how instead of wearing pjs all of us were dressed formally enough to greet the King and Queen. The office door opened and he walked out. I was the only one in the living room.

I know he was looking at me but I was looking at the tree. He walked beside me.

"You look lovely" long pause "I wish for this Christmas to be good"

I turned around.

"It won't be. She's here" he sighed

"I wish you'd give Akane a chance—"

"Not her. Mother is."

I watched him and saw his smile die and his face pale. His hands turn into fists and his eyes narrow. The moment I turned around the said 2 women walked in the room. Mother smiled at father, greeted him and walked over to kiss his cheek. They never did that. She was trying to piss off the other 'she'…Akane. And she made all of us uncomfortable.

Father introduced the two awkwardly while Neji texted someone, probably TenTen and Hanabi was looking at me, I looked at her and tried to smile. The memory of us laughing last night felt years ago.

I didn't think there was anything worse than the fighting, but silence was the worst. I waited for someone, anyone to say something, to break, to explode. But no one did. We ate like any normal dysfunctional family would. The sound of forks and knives hitting the plate filled the room.

I looked at my mother as she was watching Akane talk to father in a low voice for us not to hear. I waited for her to scream and shout to break things, maybe even flip the table. I waited for Neji and Hanabi to excuse themselves, so I could leave too. I waited for anyone to make any mistake.

It was gift time, I bought Hanabi a dress and some make-up things, Neji a watch and a pair of boxing gloves (we talked about how he would want to try boxing and MMA), Mother a necklace, Father a shirt and a tie (despite knowing he has billions) and Akane a pair of shoes (I ended up getting something for her last minute). Common presents, things 'rich' people would like (not talking about Hana and Neji I actually put thought into their gifts.)

The evening went on after the gifts to watching Tv which was again silent, it took until dinner for mother to talk.

"I waited for you to say something Hiashi. I noticed the ring on her finger right away"

Father sighed and Hanabi looked at me horrified.

"Yes, Hikari. I am getting re-married"

Mother nodded " I guess I shouldn't be very surprised. You seem to do that quite often"

I got up and was about to leave when father talked again.

"Since we are discussing the wedding. Hinata did you change your mind? You will be coming, right?"

I gave him a stern look.

" Don't do this, not now. You can fight me every day. She's here only for a bit. Do the annual Christmas fight. It wouldn't be a holiday without someone shouting and something being thrown. "

Akane looked at me like I might have lost my mind, like the fact that us as a family didn't get along was the most unusual thing that ever was. I sighed and left the room feeling worse and emptier than I should have.

I went home early and directly went to bed. I slept until Ino called me asking where I was. I showed up to her house later than I was supposed to and probably looking like a zombie, I didn't dare look in a mirror. Even so neither of them asked anything about how Christmas home was, they both knew better than that.

The day went by fast I honestly don't remember half of it. I don't think I really paid attention to anything they said. I didn't drive home when I woke up to change I went directly to your home.

I knocked on the door and you opened up looking pretty roughed up as well. I smiled in a sympathetic way and walked inside.

"Not the best Christmas ever, huh?"

"I went to my parent's house only to find out Itachi spilled the beans and everything was awkward and cold. Itachi looks worse than I do"

"Nothing like family drama on the holy night. Wouldn't you say so?"