Hey guys, thanks for all your great reviews! Just a note; the chapters are going to get quite citrusy from now on so for those of you who don't like that kind of stuff I apolgise in advance and please try to bare with my perverse plot. Hehe hopefully you enjoy this next chapter!

Hinata gasped, feeling rough hands grab her bare hips; hoisting her up.
Her eyes narrowed; there was only one evil doer in the entire world who would disrupt her sleep like this! She lifted her head, staring at none other than Uchiha Sasuke, worlds biggest rat bag, with his head between her legs. Of course.

"S-Sasuke!" Hinata squealed managing to catch his attention for a second before he directed his attention to... another part of her.

She kicked her legs in the air in rebellion, but ended up having muscle cramps instead of pushing him off of her.

"P-Please, not again!" She pleaded.

"I told you, it's not healthy to skip the most important meal of the day."

"Sasu – " She choked on her words, feeling him breathe against her, his calloused hands caressing her thighs.

She shut her eyes tight, swallowing.
Her body started moving on its own accord as it prolonged, squirming in anticipation. She hated how he made her lose control of herself.

"Impatient little chef."

She blushed but wasn't given much time to feel embarrassed for herself as she threw her head back, feeling his tongue on her. He licked in her in long, thick strokes as if he were savouring her like he would his favourite ice cream. She gasped as a single digit found its way to her clit, moving seductively as his tongue continued to taste her.

He watched her the entire time, enjoying the way she blushed deep red, turning away from him, the way she bit on her lip to stop herself from responding. She was so shy; her eyes held an innocence that never failed to make his pants feel tighter than ever, that is if he was wearing any. Eager to hear her cry out for him, he plunged his tongue in to her, making it move with a sudden burst of energy.

He smirked as her hips began bucking eagerly against him, holding her down firmly.
Hinata's back arched as heat washed over her, her sight becoming blindingly bright, her tormentor's name slipping from her lips in a husky moan. Sasuke grinned with satisfaction as he lapped at her juices, watching her bury her face in her hands.

Hinata bit on her lip as she felt him set her legs down, leaning towards her. He pulled her hands away from her face, staring at her reddened lips before claiming them. She let out muffled moans as his tongue mingled with hers, making her taste herself. He pulled away from her, staring down at her features.

"Morning." Sasuke blinked.

Hinata didn't reply, or probably she couldn't. He left her breathless, gasping for air.
He wouldn't lie; he felt immense male pride in that.

With a sigh, he brought his head to her heaving chest.

"You know, I would kill for some tomato juice right now." He hinted.

"Y-You're terrible."

Yes, this is how she spent her mornings when in the clutches of the beast.

She was spending more and more time in his apartment that it began to frustrate her.

"Hina-Chan, I-I feel sorry for the both us you know." Hinata sighed, stroking the overweight cat with tenderness.

"W-We both have rotten luck, well y-you are luckier because you don't have to d-do t-things with him."

The cat turned to her, narrowing his eyes.

"W-What's with that look?! I-It's not what you t-think! We're just talking in there!" Hinata held up her hands, shaking her head in denial.

At that moment she swore she saw the fur ball raise a non-existent brow. Hinata sighed.

"Okay, m-maybe it is what you think... but hey you won't understand." Hinata sighed once more before cuddling the cat, relishing the warmth and softness of its fur.

Hinata squeaked as the cat was forced out of her hands abruptly; crying out as it got thrown on to the floor.

"H-Hina-Chan!" Hinata called out in concern, watching the cat struggle to get up on its stubby paws, hissing at the bastard who threw him.

Sasuke plopped on to the couch before swiftly laying his head down on Hinata's lap, sighing.

"S-Sasuke!" Hinata scolded.

"T-That wasn't nice!"

"That piece of shit had it coming. He always touches my things."

"I-I am not one of your 'things' Sasuke." She looked down at him, furrowing her eyebrows, feeling hurt.

"You're not. But you're in the same category."

"Huh?" Hinata tilted her head, watching him watch her.

"You're mine."

Hinata blushed.

"D-Don't s-say things l-like that..." Hinata muttered, looking away.

Sasuke let out a contented sigh as he pressed his head on her lap, closing his eyes. Hinata could feel the moisture seeping into her pants from his still wet jet black hair. The least he could do was put a towel over his head.

"S-Sasuke, you're getting me wet."

"Don't I always?" He smirked as she blushed and spluttered.

"N-N-Not t-that! Y-Your hair! I-It's still wet!"

"God Hinata you're so fucking noisy. Shut up." Sasuke groaned.

"B-But you got my pants all wet!"

"Then take it off."

This guy is impossible!

"S-Sasuke, please don't argue with m-me and go dry your hair."

"Don't want to. Wipe it for me."

"S-Sasuke, please..." Hinata bit her lip, shyly sinking into her baggy clothes.

"Why are you getting shy over something like this? It's not like I told you to wipe my dick."

Hinata nearly slapped his forehead. Instead she shifted his head to give her space to stand up.

"D-Do you always have to say things like t-that?"

She cursed under her breath as she stalked to his room, grabbing the towel irately before taking deep breaths, trying to calm herself.

Honestly, she didn't know what bugged her more; Sasuke's crap or the fact that whenever he did things like that like lie down on her lap; things that were playful and intimate yet not on the lines of anything sexual, when he did things like that it just... made her... fluttery.

Her heart would beat rapidly, her cheeks would feel warmer than ever before and she sometimes wished that he wasn't such an asshole because...

He was starting to grow on her.

She stood in front of Sasuke who was still lying on the couch like the bum he was, with his towel in her hand, gesturing for him to sit up. With a heavy sigh he brought himself up, scratching his scalp as he eyed the Hyuuga girl.

"C-Come a little closer." Hinata meekly suggested.

"I've got a better idea." Sasuke said impassively as he patted his lap.

"U-Um," Hinata gulped, shying away.

"I-I t-think it's better i-if I did it from here."

"Why?" Sasuke furrowed his brows, annoyed.

"Y-You'd... try s-some things if I..."

Sasuke chuckled.

"I won't. Sit."

"N-Nu – uh." Hinata shook her head, her breath hitching as his stare transformed into a glare.

"One."

Oh, shit.

"Two."

"O-Okay, okay!" Hinata huffed, hating the way he smirked in triumph.

She didn't know why but whenever he did that counting thing, it scared her like hell.
Shyly she rested her knees on the edge of the couch, slowly leaning closer to him. Being the impatient ass that he is, Sasuke hooked her thighs with his hands, pulling her close till she was straddling his hips.

With an audible gulp, she began wiping his hair with the towel trying to ignore the fact that his hands were running up and down her thighs. She was beginning to sweat more and more as her eyes flickered to his, tensing slightly as she realized he was looking at her. She shifted her head, hoping that it would give him less of a view, but he never took his eyes off her.

"Umm..." Hinata nibbled on her bottom lip.

"S-Sasuke... i-it's rude to stare. W-Would you p-please stop?"

"Hm? Is it making you uncomfortable?"

"M-Mm." Hinata nodded.

"Then no."

What a butt brain!

Hinata clenched her jaws, her hands wiping his hair with more force than before, anger boiling.

"M-Meanie." She pouted, looking away.

She jerked as she felt his lips press on her skin, just above the neckline of her shirt, his hips rising slightly as his kisses trailed higher till the base of her neck. Panicking, Hinata let go of the towel, letting it drape his face before pushing at his shoulders, clumsily stumbling on to the ground.

"Ah, um, busy, busy, busy." Hinata muttered before rushing to the kitchen counter.

Sasuke blinked.

"Busy with what?"

"I-I need to make your tomato juice! I-I forgot."

Sasuke sighed.

"And we both h-have to get to work soon."

Hinata began cutting the vegetable hastily.

Sasuke sighed, watching her prepare his drink while resting his chin on his fist.
Hinata emptied the plate of ingredients in to the blender before closing it and turning it on, watching awkwardly.

What am I doing?

How long would this absurd relationship last?

How long would she be able to take it?
She was sure she was about to break soon.

It would be easier for her... if she just didn't care about him at all, just like how he didn't care about her. He was a really cruel person, stirring up mixed feelings in her all the time while he enjoyed whatever he could from her while torturing her soul.

Snapping out of her reverie, she turned the blender off with a tired sigh; rushing out of the kitchen to grab her bag on one of the cabinets.

"Are you always this eager to go to work?"

Only when I am around you.

"Y-yes. P-Plus I have to take the bus to work."

"Hn."

Hinata secured her bag around her shoulder and flashed him a small smile which he never returned as expected; instead he gave a strange look every time she did that.

"Um, b-bye. G-Good luck for your thing with the magazine people today."

He said nothing, but as she turned to the door he encircled her wrist, tugging. She turned, flashing him a questioning look.

"W-What is it?"

"Before you go, I want boobs."

Hinata squealed, immediately struggling to get out of his grip.

"Y-You're ridiculous!"

"Don't be so cruel." Sasuke tilted his head, watching her with a neutral expression.

"Y-You can't I-I am going to be late!"

"Just a nuzzle. A sniff. A tweak." He negotiated.

"N-No! L-Let go!"

With a sigh, Sasuke grabbed her forearm, pulling her close to him.
She placed her hands on his chest, pushing him.

"S-Sasuke!"

"Look at them. They look so lonely."
She felt very uncomfortable with the way he was staring at her chest.

"T-They're fine! S-Stop looking!"

He leaned down, admiring them close up.
Desperately Hinata pushed at him, screaming for him to let go, unintentionally pushing him a little too hard; throwing the man off balance. She watched with her hands on her mouth as he fell flat on his back on to the floor. Hinata let out an awkward high pitched sound.

"S-S-Sasuke?" Hinata waved her hand in front of him.
She began to tear up as he made no move at all. Mother of pearl, had she killed him?!

"S-Sasuke," She gulped, kneeling next to him as she grabbed both his shoulders, shaking them slightly.

"S-Sasuke, I am sorry! P-Please wake up! Sasuke!"

Hinata was washed over with relief as his eyes snapped open, but the feeling was short lived as he threw his arms around her, falling back on to the ground and pulling her with him.
His face skilfully found its way to her breasts, nuzzling the creamy mounds.

"S-Sasuke, you mutt!" Hinata squealed before she could decide against it.

The raven gasped as he bit her, using every ounce of self control she had to not lean down and pull all his hair off.

She glared at him as he raised his head, smirking at her.

"Woof."

"S-Sasuke!"

He continued smothering her chest, uncaring of how she was squirming just to free herself from him.

"P-Please stop, i-it's embarrassing!"

"No it's not."

"I-It is! W-Why do you always have to do this?"

"Because I like touching you."

Hinata blushed.
She wanted to scream at him, thrash him, throw him in to a trash can.
She didn't want to feel things for him. She didn't want to get hurt again. She just wanted it to end.

"S-Sasuke, p-please... I have to get to work."

With an irritated grunt he untangled his hands from her waist, watching her pull her neckline up higher as she stood.

"You're such a spoiler Hinata."

She didn't care.
She just wanted to get as far away as possible from him.

"Hinata, you really look like you need a break." Kiba eyed his friend sympathetically before turning to Naruto with a knowing look on his face.

Both Naruto and Kiba knew the cause of her current state, despite that they knew they could do nothing about it, and Hinata being the overly kind coconut that she is, wouldn't let them do anything. They just didn't know how Sasuke was torturing her that is.

"Hey, hey, Hinata-Chan why don't we all go out and have fun tomorrow ya know? Take a little break?"

Hinata raised her head, blinking at the blue eyed blonde.

"Eh?"

"Hm, yeah." Kiba nodded.

"We have a three day break starting tomorrow right? Why don't we all go out for a trip? You know rejuvenate and what not."

The two began to grin as they spotted a familiar sparkle in the Hyuuga's eyes returning.

"R-Really?"

"Yeah! We could go somewhere with theme parks ya know!"

"T-Theme parks?" Hinata began to smile.

"And waterfalls." Kiba continued.

"And lots of Pokemon game centres ya know!" Naruto exclaimed throwing his arms up in the air.

"Whoa!" Hinata lit up, jumping in excitement.

"Let's go, let's go!" Hinata grinned.

Maybe we could go to a hot spring with a mixed bath too. Kiba snickered to himself.

"It's a promise ya know!"

"I-I'll start packing as soon as I reach home." Hinata clapped her hands together happily.

Kiba and Naruto shook their heads, how easy it was to sway her; she was truly like a child.

"But you know," Kiba began stroking his chin.

"I don't think I'll enjoy myself on this trip unless I do something to get back at that snot nosed cock sucker." Kiba grit his teeth.

"W-Who are you talking about?" Hinata blinked.

"Who else?! That bitch of a boss of ours!"

Hinata held back a gasp, breaking sweat.

"U-Um, w-why would you call him that?"

"A what? A bitch?"

Hinata winced, but shook her head.

"A cock sucker?"

She nodded, her brows slightly raised.

"Well... because he obviously is! You can sense it!"

Hinata nearly choked on her saliva.

"I wonder if he is the uke or the seme..." Naruto scratched his head.

"I would say seme, but you can never guess these days."

"Hm, you're right ya know."

Oh good lord.

"Um... could w-we talk about something else?"

"Huh? Uh, yeah! As I was saying, I think we should get back at him for all our sakes!" Kiba folded his arms.

"I say a good prank is in order ya know!"

"P-Prank?" Hinata blinked before her lips slowly curved into a sly smile.

She'd see if revenge is as sweet as they say.

"Truth or dare?" Naruto bit on his lip, crossing his fingers hoping that Kiba would choose dare.

"Erghh... dare."

Naruto snickered.

"I dare you to ask Chouji's cousin out on a date!"

"Fuck you man."

"Shh! H-He is coming!" Hinata whispered, excited.

Sasuke was walking with his hands in his pockets, Shikamaru stalking lazily behind him.

"Okay, we have to scoot ya know!"

"Huh?" Hinata blinked.

"W-Why?"

"Because, he'll have our asses if he catches us. Come on, Hinata!"

"Uhhh..." Hinata pondered, looking back and forth from the office door to her two friends.

"I-I think I'll stay here."

"Are you nuts?" Kiba squinted.

"G-Go ahead! He won't catch me, I am one with the shadows."

She really wanted to see him get embarrassed for a change.

Naruto and Kiba face palmed.

"Condolences." The two chorused before slipping into the kitchen quietly.

Hinata ignored the two and snickered as she watched him inch closer to his office door.

Yes... karma can be a real female dog Sasuke!

Hinata's grin turned into a look of alarm as Sasuke stopped, fishing out his phone from his pocket and checking something... and Shikamaru was heading straight for the door!

Hinata turned pale; if she said something Sasuke would know that she was the one who set up the prank. But if she didn't Shikamaru would...

Hinata stood, wanting to call out to the manager but it was too late. His hand was on the knob, and with one quick turn he flung the door open, standing perfectly still as he was showered with flour before a bucket crashed on to his head.

Sasuke turned, blinking at the man.

Shikamaru sighed, sweeping the flour off his shoulders with his hands, but not bothered to do anything about the bucket on top of his head.

"I hate my job." The lazy man sighed once again.

Sasuke grunted, patting the manager on the back as he led him into the office.

Tears begun to brim in Hinata's eyes as she witnessed the scenario.

"S-S-Shikamaru-kun, I-I am s-sorry!" She wailed to herself.

That cracko seems to have some sort of sixth sense.

"Ah, if it isn't Hinata!"

Hinata turned on the spot, teeth chattering thinking that Sasuke had teleported next to her. Her body immediately calmed as she found Ino standing before her an odd smile on her pink lips.

"I-Ino, good evening."

Ino giggled.

"You know, I heard lots of nice things about you today."

"E-Eh?"

"Those magazine people who came over today, they asked Sasuke a few questions to write an article about our new restaurant and Sasuke just couldn't stop talking about you!"

"W—What?" Hinata's eyes widened.

"Don't look so surprised!" Ino laughed.

"He told them that one of the reasons that Amaterasu is doing so well is because of your desserts.
'Hinata is a chef with both talent and dedication. I won't be surprised if she becomes one of those celebrity chefs one day' he said." Ino giggled at her impression of Sasuke.

Hinata could only blink.

"I-I think y-you heard wrong... S-Sasuke, "

He doesn't care about me.

"H-he doesn't... He just always d-disturbs me. H-He thinks I am dumb!"

Ino let out another feminine laugh, patting Hinata on the shoulder.

"I don't blame you for being so shocked. Sasuke is really hard to read. But trust me; he bothers you because he sees something in you. It's his way of trying to extract your inner talents. He's a real mad man, but he does things right."

Hinata was still speechless, blur.

"Well, keep up the good work, Hinata! I'll see you around."

"See you... I-Ino."

"I-Ino told me that, you s-said lots of nice things about me t-to the magazine people today..."

Sasuke furrowed his brows for a second before his expression turned blank once again.

"And?" He said, flipping a page.

"I-I want to know, d-did you say those things because I-I am your..."

Sasuke raised his eyes to meet hers.

"Or b-because you really think of me... that way?"

Sasuke shut his file with a sigh, setting his legs on the floor and leaned on his chair.

"I am a lot of things Hinata, but I am not an apple polisher. Whether or not you fucked me good these past few weeks,"

Hinata blushed, nearly hiding her face under her jacket.

"I wouldn't give you incentives or lie about your qualities. I speak the truth whether you like it or not. So yes, I would say I do think you're a very capable chef. Just don't let it get to your pretty little head."

Sasuke smirked, but immediately frowned as he heard sobs. He turned towards her, scowling as he watched tears flow down her pink cheeks.

"S-Sasuke," Hinata wiped her wet cheek with the back of her palm.

"T-Thank you s-s-so much!" She cried.

Sasuke winced; the pitch of her voice could crack glass when she started crying.

"T-Thank you!" She sniffed.

"Hinata, seriously only bats can hear you right now, stick a sock in it before I stab your throat with a fork."

"T-That was s-so sweet of you!" She sobbed before burying her face in her palms.

Sasuke sighed, rubbing at his temples. For once, just once he wished she could just be normal.
His irritation heightened as his damned phone rang; with a hard press he answered the call.

"Hello?" He said through gritted teeth, trying to ignore the sobbing wreck before him.

"Sasuke."

Sasuke rolled his eyes.

"Fuck. Why are you calling me?"

"Impeccable manners as always I see. I am calling to remind you about the event happening tomorrow – "

"I am not coming."

"Sasuke..."

"Don't start with me."

"Sasuke, you don't have to do it for them, at least do it for me."

"It's really funny that you'd think that shit would work on me."

"Very well then, if not for me then at least for – "

Sasuke heard a rustling noise for a moment and was about to cut the call before...

"Uncle Sasuke!"

Shit.
Sasuke groaned.

Sneaky move, Nii-san.

"Hey,"

"Uncle Sasuke, you're coming tomorrow right?!" The young boy chirped happily.

"I don't think so."

"Aww uncle Sasuke don't be such a doodie head! I haven't seen you in so long! I miss you!"

That's not going to work.

"I was really sad when you didn't come see us!"

That... is not going to work.

"Please, uncle Sasuke for me! I love you so much! I just want to see you!"

Damn.

"... Hn."

"Yay!"

Sasuke clenched his fists. Another five years of his life would vanish after attending the damned function due to boredom. How was he going to survive?

Then, a choked sob caught his attention.
His obsidian eyes flickered to the raven before him, a cheeky smirk forming on his kissable lips.

"I bet papa's going to be really happy too!"

"Hey champ,"

"Yeah?"

"Could you ask him if I could get a plus one?"