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"ROAD TRIP!" Naruto yelled, the sheer loudness of his voice threatening to blow Sasuke's eardrums. If he wasn't in such a foul mood, he would have reacted with a smirk and called Naruto 'dobe'... but he was in a really foul mood, so all Naruto got was a snarl. It all started the week after Sai's debut as the Team 7 pianist, which would have been two weeks previously.


Sasuke strode up the driveway of Hinata's apartment building, frowning when he noticed Sai's convertible parked there. His scowl deepened when he noticed that the front door was open and voices were coming out; Sai's and Hinata's voices. They seemed to be arguing. Not wanting to go inside Sasuke decided he would wait at the door until it was over.

"...How can you just take his word for it? He is a rock star, he knows how to get girls, Hinata," Sai was saying, his voice earnest. "He has issues, Hinata. He might think he is in love with you, but what if he was only drawn to you because you were not a fan of him? What if he just wants to possess everything that isn't focused on him? It could be a psychological thing, since his parents abandoned him around the same time Itachi left for the war." Sasuke was shaking with anger at the implications of Sai's words and also the worthless feeling it caused in him.

"I know, but he was being honest, I could tell," Hinata replied, her voice low, a tinge of doubt in her voice. Pain like a dagger shoved in his chest spiked through him at the doubt in her voice. Did she really believe that that could be the reason he liked her? Was it?

"Be smart Hinata, and besides, how is that fair to me? Do you know how incredibly long I have been in love with you?" Sai returned, and there was the sound of footsteps, as if he was walking closer to her. Sasuke frowned. What?

"What?" Hinata gasped. "What are you talking about?" There was a small pause, followed by a sigh from Sai. Sasuke shifted uneasily. This was not good.

"Do you remember ROOT studios... run by Himura Danzo?" There was a small pause as Hinata wordlessly responded. "Well, I remember seeing you walk past there on the way to that ice-cream shop... you were so adorable," Sai's voice grew wistful. "I was too scared to say anything to you, but I would time my breaks to watch you pass... I always thought that maybe someday, I would be able to talk to you, but Danzo always said that relationships were no good for a musician if they wanted to be successful, and I believed him..." Sai's voice trailed off. Sasuke's eyes widened.

"Sai," Hinata gasped again. "I had no idea!"

"And when I won the summer championship that year Danzo introduced me to your father... he was our chief sponsor... I remember talking to you for the very first time. You were wearing that blue sundress with the-"

"...red flowers on the hem," Hinata finished with him, a trace of awe in her voice. At this point, Sasuke wanted to storm in there and interrupt, but he knew instinctively that Hinata would not appreciate that. He settled for clenching his fists and teeth.

"Oh, Sai..." Hinata whispered, but Sasuke heard it.

"And then you tell me I can't take you out because you've been seeing Uchiha for what, two weeks now? I've loved you for years, but you've never seen me as a man," Sai said then. "How is it fair to me? You've never given me a chance... and I am sorry I hit you, but I was aiming at him... I thought he had hurt you, and I just got so... so angry... and I couldn't reason at that point... I just wanted him gone. And I can't believe I let him convince me to run... he hung my music over me... my place in Team 7... he told me if I didn't go, I would not join the band... but I should have chosen you," Sai said, his words tumbling into each other and desperation weaving through his voice. "I was feeling so guilty and I didn't deserve to be in your presence, but I should have stayed anyway... Oh Hinata, it killed me to see him skip practices and then return with your perfume all over him..." Sai choked out and then no more words were spoken. Sasuke was shaking with anger and... and fear.

Not being able to just stand there anymore, Sasuke knew he had to go in before... before anything else happened. He stepped in through the door.

"Hinata..." he was about to call, as if he hadn't heard any of the conversation, but his shock and hurt were real when his eyes took in the scene. Hinata was wrapped in Sai's arms, his mouth on hers. She jumped away from Sai and her head spun to face him, grey eyes wide.

"Sasuke..." she gasped. Sasuke hated how red her lips were from Sai's kiss. He noticed Sai hadn't removed his arm from around her. Sasuke felt his heart thudding heavily in his chest, each beat excruciating. His throat felt raw and his whole body felt tremendously heavy. "Sasuke..." she said again, as if not believing he was actually there. "What are you doing here?" Sasuke gave a smile which he knew came off incredibly sadly and didn't reach his eyes, but he reminded himself that this was not a time to choke. She was his, damn it, and damn Sai for stepping in and messing with the relationship he'd been trying to nurture.

"What I always do, Hinata," he said, his voice choked and raspy despite his best efforts. "I couldn't stay away... I had to see you... to kiss you... to hold you... to make sure you were alright. I just... I," Sasuke tried to get the words out, but they wouldn't budge, and his heart was aching so much. His happiness was in shambles at his feet and breathing took more effort than normal. "I wanted to take you out..." Sasuke's stomach fell when Hinata glanced at Sai whose brow was drawn together, a troubled look on his face.

"Sasuke-kun... I'm sorry... I... I can't go now, I..." Hinata stuttered, her face red and her eyes indecisive as she glanced from him to Sai and back again. Sasuke nodded jerkily, needing to escape anyway... to go somewhere private to... to get away. He clenched his fists and turned his face to the side, unable to look at her face.

"I... I thought... I thought you and I were..." Sasuke started, still unable to look at her. Sai was silent, thankfully. Hinata started towards him, but Sai refused to let her go.

"Did you tell her you wanted to be exclusive?" Sai muttered darkly, already knowing the answer. Sasuke bristled.

"No, but..." he admitted through clenched teeth. Sai stepped in front of Hinata, shielding her from Sasuke.

"Then you really have no claim over her, do you?" Sai interrupted. "You have no reason to come in here and make her feel guilty when you weren't even clear with her. She should be able to have a choice of who she wants, Uchiha," Sai said, his eyes dark and possessive, his stance guarded. Anger pushed through Sasuke's hurt.

"Watch yourself, Sai. I only stopped myself last time because she asked, else you would never have won," he snarled. "Unlike you, I actually respected her request. Just because you knew her longer doesn't mean a thing, Sai. You have no idea what I went through to get her to even look at me. I know she deserves to be the one to make the choice, which is why I didn't interrupt your speech just now," he growled. Softening his voice, Sasuke turned to Hinata. "I'm sorry I didn't specify that I wanted to be exclusive... I thought you would have picked up that there was no one else for me from what I told you before Sai interrupted... I can't help burning up with jealousy at the thought of someone else apart from me even touching you. That said... can you please go out with me tomorrow night, if even to just talk?"

Hinata stepped out from behind Sai, a stricken look on her face. She nodded her head silently, looking as if she was unable to speak at all. Sasuke gave her a short nod then turned on his heel and high-tailed it out of her apartment. He could hardly wait to get home and sink himself into some alcohol to help him forget, if only for a little while. Once in his car, the pain returned full force, causing all strength to drain from his arms and his head to fall to the steering wheel as the implications of the earlier conversation hit him. Hinata was contemplating going out with Sai. The jealousy reeling through him was more than he ever remembered it. Seeing her lips pressed to Sai's and knowing that she would be going out with him and doing who knew what with the pianist who she had known for ages cut his confidence to the quick. He felt like little Sasuke again, abandoned by his parents and left alone by his sniper brother. Pathetic. Useless. Why was everything so damned hard for him? He clutched his chest with his fingers, trying to distract himself from the pain spreading through his ribcage. He squeezed his eyes shut, barely warding off the pathetic tears that were burning the backs of his eyelids.

He groaned, feeling the beginnings of a splitting headache coming on, and he hadn't even started drinking yet. What was wrong with him? Why did the people he wanted to stick by him always seem to be the ones that left, or didn't care for him as much as he cared for them? He wasn't good at voicing feelings; he hadn't been since his parents had left, but... why couldn't she have refused Sai? Why couldn't she have said that she loved him too and that's why she wanted to give their relationship a try? Was he too tainted for her? Did thoughts of all the women he'd had hang over her? She should know that they meant nothing to him, that she was the only one that meant anything to him. Sasuke tried in vain to close off the feeling her inability to just choose him had caused; inadequacy. She was ruining him and building him at the same time; pleasing him and disappointing him at the same time; and he loved her... but was he good for her? As Sai had said, he had issues, and would those issues wreck her? Change her? Hinder her? Had he only wanted her because she was a Naruto fan and had not given him her attention at all in the beginning?

By the time an hour had passed, Sasuke had finished three bottles of sake, and his thought processes had taken a downward spiral. He reached for the fourth glass bottle, but his alcohol-influenced reflexes had him closing his fist before fully grasping the bottle, sending it sliding across the table away from him and over the edge where it crashed to the floor, shattering into hundreds of shards of glass, its clear contents spreading over the floor. Sasuke stood over the mess he had made and groaned in inebriated pain.

He really ruined everything he touched. His family had fallen apart after his birth... he had been a mistake... They had not intended for him to exist at all. The Uchihas looked happy in all the pictures of the family when it was just his father, mother and Itachi. Itachi always had great stories to tell about before Sasuke was born, and he knew his big brother never intended to make Sasuke feel unwanted and miserable, but that's what the stories did... because his family wasn't happy for as long as he had remembered... Then Itachi had left for the war while he was in school... his parents had dropped him off at school on the way to the airport, but they had never returned. They had abandoned him, and Sasuke knew that they weren't dead, because he had seen them while on a school trip in Amegakure. He'd never felt so unwanted in his life, and this episode with Hinata came a very close second. Then there had been Team 7... it had done well at the start, but then the fans began to leave for other bands after Sasuke became the band's lead vocalist. It wasn't until the first sighting of Hinata... when he had been inspired... after that the fan count had gone off the charts... but it had been because of Hinata... if left to his own devices, he probably would have wrecked the band. Or that's how it felt anyway.

Hinata. He wanted her. Didn't she know that? He wanted to lock her away where she would be safe from everyone else, and safe from him. Sasuke wished he didn't wreck everything in his reach because then he could touch her... and she wouldn't break... she wouldn't be indecisive if he wasn't so worthless. She would choose him if... if he wasn't so pathetic.


Sasuke was pulled from his depressing thoughts when Sakura brushed past him to get into the Team 7 trailer. She looked distant and deep in thought. He blinked away the burn in his eyes. The sound of Sai's convertible had Sasuke turning. His heart clenched when he saw Hinata in the passenger seat. She was smiling; laughing... she had never really looked that carefree when she was with him. The pressure in his chest got heavier when Sai parked and then leaned over to kiss her soundly. Suddenly, a burst of anger and determination that hadn't been present before surged through him. How dare she forget him? His mind took him back to roughly two weeks ago when he had waited for Hinata at the restaurant the night after the confrontation.


Sasuke watched the condensation drain down the sides of his wine glass, and forced himself to avoid checking his watch. He'd barely managed to drag himself out of the house, but he had to see her... he had to know that she still saw him, that maybe she thought he was worth some of her time. A shuffle to his left had him looking up. The waitress shifted from one leg to the other, a sympathetic expression on her face.

"Excuse me, sir. Would you like to be moved to a table for one? I am afraid your reservation time is already over." Sasuke frowned, and clenched his teeth against the fresh wave of pain thumping through him. He checked his phone. There were no missed calls, no messages from her. Was Hinata standing him up?

"No," he stated. "She's coming, she has to be coming. I will pay double, but I'm waiting for her," he said. The waitress pressed her lips together.

"I'm so sorry, sir. It's just that this table is now reserved to another couple, so you will have to move to the bar or the tables for one to wait on you date," she said firmly. Sasuke hated the sympathetic, pitying stares that were sent his way as he got up from the table. He didn't care, though. She had said she was coming, so he would wait. He took a seat at the bar and ordered two drinks; a beer for him and a glass of white wine for her... because she loved the stuff, and she would soon get here.

Half an hour later, she had still not shown up, and the restaurant was considerably emptier. She wasn't coming. It was twenty minutes to closing time. With that in mind, Sasuke decided that twenty minutes of alcohol would make up for her absence. He swallowed her glass of wine and told the barkeep to keep them coming until it was time to close.


Sasuke couldn't stand for her to forget him. Not when he had far from forgotten about her. Instead, he had thought about her more than ever. She filled his dreams, daydreams and nightmares every day and night of those two weeks. He had barely seen her since the scene at her apartment; it was always one thing or another. Sai was a devious man, and Sasuke regretted underestimating him. He had no idea what ideas the pianist had been filling her head with, but the time for that was over.

Sasuke stormed over to Sai's car as Sai and Hinata pulled apart. Without giving them a moment to even think, he opened the passenger door, undid her seatbelt, and pulled her from the car. She didn't even have time to speak before he had her lifted in his arms, princess style, and was walking across the parking lot with her in his arms. He ignored Sai's calls and moved faster with her. His body warmed at the feeling of her warm, soft body in his arms again, her arms about his neck holding on for dear life as he almost ran with her in his arms.

"Sasuke," she gasped. "What are you doing?"

"Being a man," he replied breathlessly, a rough chuckle working its way up his throat. "I need you to know I haven't stopped fighting for you, but drastic times call for drastic measures," he continued, going faster as he neared his car. Opening the driver's side, he shoved her into the car, pushing her all the way over to the passenger side before clambering in after her and starting the car. He slammed the door and reversed out of the parking space just as Sai neared where he had been parked. He chuckled at the look on Sai's face. Served the bastard right! He just needed to get her somewhere private where he could talk to her, convince her... something!

"Sasuke," Hinata squealed as he stepped on the gas pedal and sped out of the parking lot. He ignored her. She would just have to wait until he was ready to talk. As it was, deperation and longing and Hinata were spinning through his mind, making it hard to really think enough to carry conversation. The drive was quiet for the most part after Hinata realized he was not in a state to talk to her at the moment, and when Sasuke finally pulled into an open field outside the Konohagakure gates, Hinata turned to him again.

"Where is this?" she asked. The field stretched out for miles and had long, knee high grass all throughout. Several trees dotted it, but there weren't many. This was one of Sasuke's favourite, most cherished places. Sasuke loved how blue sky met green grass, and how far away from the bustle of Konohagakure it all seemed. It used to be his own private world.

"I used to sing here when I got lonely. I used to pretend..." Sasuke stopped speaking then, embarrassed at the pathetic story.

"Pretend what?" Hinata questioned, her grey eyes large and somewhat tormented. Sasuke couldn't deny her, no matter how pathetic the story, not when she was looking at him like that.

"I used to pretend that all this grass was a sea of people that would never leave me... friends...I used to pretend that my parents... that my parents still loved me, and that they were here... those were only on my weak days, though," Sasuke said quietly. "I just wished I was like every other kid and not all by myself. For years no one knew that my parents had gone. Itachi served three separate terms in the war. He was very young, but he was very talented when it came to sharpshooting, and the ANBU thought it feasible to allow him to fight from so young an age. The first term was two years starting when I was seven, and then he left again when I was twelve, and spent three years. When he came back when I was almost sixteen, he only stayed home for half year, and he only just recently returned from his six year term," Sasuke continued.

"Sasuke," Hinata murmured, her eyes soft.

"He sent me to the house of some of his friends... but I ran away... when... when Mizuki-san hit me... I didn't tell anyone where I was, and I always went to school so no one would know... no one would know that I wasn't wanted, because if they knew my parents didn't want me, and my brother had left me, and Mizuki... no one would want me..." Sasuke chuckled darkly, the pressure in his chest not alleviating. What if telling her this made her want to leave him too? He just wanted her to understand.

Sasuke stepped out of the car. He stalked round to her side and opened the door for her. She stepped out, her eyes telling him to continue, but he pulled her into his arms instead, shutting the car door behind her with his foot. He just looked at her, taking in her features, her eyes, and how she was acting around him. Her grey eyes were as large as he remembered, her skin was softer than he remembered, her lips were more tantalizing than ever... her scent was more intoxicating that it had been before. However, he was back to being shy around him, which meant his progress had been almost all lost. His heart squeezed, and he felt a heavy mixture of anger and disappointment. He crushed his lips to hers, desperate to taste her again. The feeling of her ample chest pressing against heated his blood and his skin. She wasn't responding, but Sasuke wouldn't give up.

Her mouth moved against his after a moment's pause, and then Sasuke went feral. His tongue plunged into the warmth of her mouth and began stroking hers rapidly. She felt so good against him, and for a moment, he forgot that Sai had kissed her just a few minutes before. He yanked her head closer, tilting his head to get a better angle while pushing her backwards until her back hit the car. She was intoxicating him, stealing his self control with her moans, feeding his desire with her encouraging mewls. Sasuke groaned into her mouth as her tongue swiped against his lower lip, and then sucked her upper lip. He moved to her lower lip, and nibbled it roughly, skilfully enough to excite, but not harshly enough to cause pain. Clasping both cheeks in his hands Sasuke kissed her with all the pent up pain and longing that had been tormenting him these past two weeks of not being able to see her... of thinking of her being with Sai. He wanted to wipe Sai's existence from her mind. His heart was thundering in his chest with dizzying intensity and he had to remind himself to breathe.

"How dare you forget about me," he growled against her lips when he tasted salt on them. She had started to cry silently. "I waited all night for you... you never showed up, Hina-chan, you left me there at the restaurant. I stayed until they closed, but you didn't come," he choked out. "And you avoided me for two weeks. How could you kick me under the bus for Sai? I was the one that wrote all those songs to you... I was the one that valued you as a woman instead of taking you to bed like I so ached to do. I was the one that stayed when he hit you! Why would you stay away from me when I needed you so badly?"

Before she could answer, he dropped his hands to her waist and slid her along the side of the car until she was at the front of the car. He effortlessly lifted her so she was sitting on the front hood of the car and pressed his nose to her neck, inhaling the scent that his brain had lost touch with after two weeks away from her. He moved between her legs, grabbed her face again, and returned his lips to hers. He groaned when her arms slid slowly over his shoulders. The kiss was soft and searching, and his fingers gently stroked short paths on the sensitive skin behind her ears.

"You nearly killed me, woman," he rasped against her throat when his lips moved there to nuzzle her neck. His mouth returned to hers and he pressed small, gentle kisses against her lips and cheeks. He placed tender kisses over her chin and jaw and ran his fingers through her silky hair. "I can't survive without you," he moaned, pulling away to look into her eyes. "Hinata, please," he begged when her gaze dropped. "I just wish you would look at me. Please, look at me."


Don't hate me for this chapter! Life is life, and Sasuke couldn't just breeze through after he got Hinata's attention. You all may have realized by now that she doesn't feel for him as much as he does for her, but that is a realistic occurrence. The next chapter, hopefully, will have some Hinata POV explaining how she switched from Naruto to Sasuke, and how she feels in all this. I typed this all in one night to make up for taking so long with my other chapters! This chapter seemed to just flow. It's kinda sad, I know, but I had only hinted at Sasuke's past before, so I thought I might include it here. I also wanted to get us all in Sasuke's head a bit, and also explain a bit of why Sai was jealous in the last chapter. I would definitely love to know what you think of this chapter, so please review! Love you guys!