A/N: Well, I guess it's that time of the half year again…the time when I finally get around to updating this story… (Haha, joke on my part!) I can't believe that the last time I updated was in December…oh wow. I'm really slacking. Well, now that AP's are over I'll have more free time to work on this. Well, after this weekend I will. Oh life, why must you be so busy? I would really like to thank all those wonderful people who reviewed last time and all those who are waiting patiently for my updating. I should really start a team to annoy me into updating sooner than every four months…anyways. Enjoy!
::SPOILER:: (in the disclaimer so if you haven't read the most recent Naruto volumes don't read it!)
Disclaimer: Obviously I don't own Naruto because if I did I wouldn't almost kill off one of my favorite characters.
Sasuke was officially promoted. Or at least, that's what the five hundred-thousand yen bonus and new nine millimeter caliber gun told him.
Rotating the weapon, Sasuke briefly examined the object: its serial numbers hadn't been scratched off. He ran the pad of his thumb over the uniform scratches, each number a different event. Sasuke laughed at himself silently, nostalgic over a simple piece of metal. Shaking his head he roughly holstered the piece of metal. Slowly but surely he was going insane.
The room was noisy. It was possible that the intense volume had come from just the number of women in the confined space, however the fact that there were only three women, rather than thirty, caused this theory to be false.
The women didn't seem to notice her arrival, obvious by the way they continued talking and laughing at obscene levels. Hinata took this moment to watch them. The one closest to her was small to say the least. She wasn't all that impressive, another Asian in the Asian city. However what was impressive about her was how she held herself. Graceful, poised, as if she had decided mid-ballet recital that she wanted coffee and ran away. The woman to her left was taller than the previous woman although still short. Unlike the aforementioned, this one looked to be only half Asian at most; her hazel eyes sparkled as she made a sly comment to the third who took this change in subject to blush lightly.
Hinata was supposed to be here drinking coffee, working on adding connections into her companion lacking world. Normally she wouldn't have gone, but it was clear that Sasuke would let her have no part in the sphere he lived in. And so Hinata deemed it to be an important asset to acquire some possibly beneficial relationships. These women had been contacted by the gang she and Sasuke were here to take down to welcome her to the circle. Their husbands were all members of the gang, all people Sasuke was going to have to work with.
Finally the one with the hazel eyes looked up and noticed her. Hinata took a deep breath. Time to face what has scared her since her childhood: making new friends.
The man had a drawn pale face with an overly pronounced eyebrow ridge which casted deep shadows over the man's eyes, stopping where his obscene cheekbones protruded from his face only for new ones to take their place. He was missing a few teeth and what teeth were left were stained yellow from all the nights he spent in backrooms of smoky bars and underneath them a five o'clock shadow dusted his thin cleft chin.
Sasuke squinted as the sickly man across from him pulled out yet another cigarette. Rolling it between his long, bony digits the man spoke, "So you're telling me that your boss wants to meet with my boss?" A light sneer adorned his face, showcasing his teeth even further.
With his eyebrow raised, Sasuke answered, "I believe that's what I just said."
The man frowned, finding the idea that this new kid would have enough guts to sass him on the first day preposterous. "You better watch your mouth, son," the man began, his eyes icy but his mouth beginning to smile, "or I might just cut that smooth talkin' tongue right out of your mouth." A typical threat from a typical guy you'd find in the back of your typical bar. How scary.
"Right…" continued Sasuke. The man's grin widened.
"Or maybe," he paused as he ruffled through his billfold before pulling out a square sheet of paper and looking at it, "I'll just pay a little visit to your wife." He turned the image around, showing the picture to Sasuke before returning it to its previous position. He began to stroke the picture, "Such a sweet looking thing, nice tits and ass, how hard do you think she'll scream for you when I enter her?"
The man's eyes flicked back up to Sasuke. He was now showing all of his rotten and browning teeth in a sickening smile which was smeared all across his face. "Come on, Sadao, how loud do you think her sobbing and crying for you will be when I begin fucking her brains out?" Sasuke's eyes hardened as his eyebrow fell back into place and his head lowered. The man chuckled, "Don't like that idea, huh, Sadao, the idea of me, screwing your wife? You'd better learn to keep that mouth of yours shut if you don't want that to come true."
Head raised, the man smirked in triumph. "Now, to business," he began.
"Yes," said Sasuke, mouth creeping up into a sadistic smile, "to business." He pulled out his handgun and aimed it at the man, only slightly disturbed at the pleasure he found in the disgusting man's frightened look. Sasuke slowly walked around the table, his eyes cast down at his piece, cleaning the already shining metal.
"Ho-How did you get that gun in here? The men outside were-"
"Oh, yes, they were supposed to disarm me, weren't they?" Sasuke glanced up at the man, "I guess that's where you made your first of three mistakes: being too cocky. You know, when men like you are in power, it's not too difficult to corrupt it, to infiltrate the insides of your administration. Oh, sure you brought five men, but when three of those men actually work for my 'company', it's not to hard to disable the other two and sneak in a gun, like this nine millimeter gun here, for instance." Sasuke cocked the gun, redirecting it to point directly at his head, "I guess your second mistake was underestimating me. Thinking that just because I was a new guy I wouldn't be prepared for you was a rather…rookie mistake, don't you agree?
"You know I didn't really want to kill you," Sasuke paused, delighted as a flash of hope traveled through the man's eyes which stared into the barrel of his gun, "but then you made your third mistake."
"Wh-what was that?" The man was stuttering now, his eyes getting wider with each footstep Sasuke took.
Sasuke's gun now rested against the man's temple; "You made it personal."
Oddly, Hinata was having a good time. The women were friendly and after a few minutes they even got her to laugh. Not just an amused smile, she laughed. Something she hadn't done since she had gotten here.
The three women, all of them being somewhat good friends, were personable if not a little bit inappropriate. Some of the things two of the women talked about seemed almost as if it were in code, the third seemingly having found a way to understand it yet did not join in on the fun. It was during that time that perverted giggles would erupt from the two women, who in truth acted like teenage girls, and Hinata would feel lost.
And then, just as she would loose interest in the conversation for lack of understanding, the women would suck her back in by speaking about something she could talk about.
The women were well rounded in their education. Chun, the one with the hazel eyes, was well versed in French, Japanese, English, German, and Russian and was in the process of learning Swedish and Finnish. Aside from the color her eyes, the she looked Asian. Half Chinese, she told Hinata, her father being some foreign man who left her mother a long time ago. The woman next to her was clearly foreign. Grace had platinum blond hair, a pointy nose, and blue eyes. Her parents were through and through British, though she had lived in Japan all her life and was now mastered in the arts of kendo, karate, and judo. The last one, Nanami, was from Japan with straight black at the bottom (which took her at least an hour this morning to accomplish, she claimed) and black eyes. Her talents lie in her ability to utilize almost anything, technology or otherwise. They were all married.
The group was waiting for one more, a man named Kabuto, said Chun, her green danced as she said his name. And, as if he had heard Chun call him, he came. He wore black round-rimmed glasses which hid his eye color due to the glare the lighting caused on it. He looked young, which perplexed her as his hair was a gray hue. "Good morning, ladies, sorry I'm late." His dark eyes darted towards Hinata. "Oh, hello there, I'm Yakushi, Kabuto. Who might you be?" And with that, Kabuto Yakushi, sat down at the table and ordered a drink.
In Which Hinata Learns to Share her Thoughts and Sasuke Learns That Sometimes It's Just Better to Leave it Alone
Hyuuga Hinata: shy, kind, caring, compassionate.
Uchiha Sasuke: confident, smooth-talking, dispassionate, cold
Once a year Hyuuga Hinata, current age 8, would bring lunch to her entire class. It is generally regarded as a good move, one which brings joy to the multitudes of nine-year-olds within said class. These lunches were often considered the best perk to having Hinata in your class. The lunches themselves were nothing special on the outside; however, on the inside there was a cornucopia of delicious food items. There were rice balls, pickles, small sandwiches, egg, and other small delicacies, inside the lunches. And then, mysteriously, the young girl would disappear.
Once a year Hyuuga Hinata would bring lunch to her entire class. Uchiha Sasuke generally regarded this as a good idea because it meant that he did not have to waste his resources on something as trivial as a school lunch. Each year the lunches seemed to grow in not only complexity, but also in deliciousness. Sasuke always looked forward to the day that Hinata Hyuuga would make lunches for the class. However, Sasuke was continuously puzzled over the fact that his lunch was different than the rest. Normally this would not bother him, but this year, it was freakishly noticeable.
Most of the kids would say Hinata had really out done herself. The lunch was three separate, smallish dishes of food. In the first dish there was salad and such, the second dish contained an assortment of sushi, and the third contained teriyaki chicken and white rice with an umeboshi in the middle and sprinkled with black sesame seeds. Sasuke, as many know, was not "most of the kids". In fact, Sasuke was rather disappointed with his lunch. Sure, the first third of his meal was the same, but in the second course while all the other children were munching on delicately wrapped and perfectly colored egg sushi, Sasuke received eel sushi.
At first he shook it off: perhaps she ran out of eggs and no matter what he got, food was food. But then he got to his main dish. As gasps of surprise went off among the small eight year olds, Sasuke's face turned into a frown. Rather than confronted with steaming teriyaki chicken he was confronted with another dish of rice, this one containing mushrooms, carrots, and bamboo shoots. Frowning, he examined the meal of the blond kid sitting next to him out of the corner of his eye, his slurping and chewing distracting him for the moment and watched in amazement and disgust as small bits of teriyaki sauce managed to fly across the room and onto the blackboard at the front of the room. Turning around, the idiot began speaking to him, "Hey, bastard, this chicken sure is great…huh?! You didn't get any?" Bits of food flew out of his mouth and landed squarely unto Sasuke's face, "Hey everyone!" the blond boy shouted to the rest of the class, the spray of chicken bits following wherever his face turned, "The bastard didn't get any chicken!"
Being the idiot that he was, Uzumaki, Naruto began laughing, forgetting the half chewed chicken in his mouth which promptly slid down his throat effectively blocking his airway. Sasuke sat in his chair for a moment, debating on whether or not to save him, until he realized that if he didn't he could be held liable for the dobe's death. Languidly the orphan Uchiha rose from his seat, crossed over to the boy and smacked him hard on the back. Naruto flew into his desk, tipping it over and causing it to rain over his fellow classmate and admirer, Haruno, Sakura. The room fell silent as Haruno froze, her chop sticks half way to her mouth. Okay, maybe it was a bit harder than necessary but it got the job done. With a flash the poor boy was across the room, his face having a reunion with his spray of teriyaki bits thanks to Sakura's left fist. Sasuke slumped back in his seat, mumbled a small prayer, broke his chopsticks in two and dug into his food.
Sasuke Uchiha was never one for beating around the bush. If he planned to beat his brother in a karate tournament by the age of twenty-two then life was really too short to ponder over whether or not he should ask a stupid question. This reason was precisely why he found himself at 3:25 cornering a frightened Hyuuga at the entrance of the school building.
Her eyes darted around, perhaps seeking an escape, perhaps searching for her friends to come help her. "U-Uchiha-san, d-do you need s-something?"
"Chicken" he mumbled, head pressed against his chest, fists closed tightly.
"E-Excuse me?" The young girl bit her lip as she backed away slowly.
"Chicken. I didn't get any chicken in my lunch." The Hyuuga stopped mid step.
"Ch-chicken?" Gaining her balance back, Hinata blushed and looked down at her toes as she poked her fingers together. "B-but Uchiha-san's hair! I didn't want to m-make Uchiha-san a c-cannibal…" Finally looking up, she noticed her cousin waiting by a black car searching for someone. "Ah! Neji-nii! Excuse me, Uchiha-san, but I must go! I look forward to seeing you tomorrow!"
With that Hyuuga Hinata ran off to her black chariot into the sunset leaving behind an even more confused Sasuke to gently finger his silky black locks.
Litecloud: Actually, no. I haven't thought about doing a collection of one shots, though I bet you I'd update it better than I am doing on this one. Something about these continuous plots gets me…I'm glad you liked my hamburglar!
InaTiKoti: Well, it's out now. Sorry you had to wait two months to get it. I'm really glad you think this story's awesome, I really do try.
MoonIdiot: The SasuHina shall come! Never fear! I have plans. Big plans. And Sasuke needs to get slapped around every once in a while.
Lone Silver Angel: He does, he just doesn't like to show it. I believe that in everyone there is a sweet side somewhere.
Estheriana: It really would have been. And if Naruto had hired the man to steal the burgers and cause Sasuke to think he was crazy…PERFECT!
La Mariposa3795: Pretty much. They're looking awfully shady with their non-PDA…
SarahiNia: Really? You think Kakashi would spy on a couple of newlyweds…oh wait. Yeah that does sound like something he would do. Really, you think it's a tie with the codenames? Wow! I really wish I knew how these things came to me…
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