A/N: Okay! I'm aliiiiiive! LOL, sorry for not updating so fast. I kinda' procrastinated while my professors gave me tons of work to do Anyway, this chapter took me four days to write, well almost a weak LOL. Every time I try to finish it up, new ideas came rushing into my poor and exhausted brain! Help meee kami! Anyway, I love how many reviews I got from the last chapter, come one, I want my reviews to reach 200, can you do that ne? Anyway, I know I've been blabbering but I really missed writing AUTHOR'S NOTE ;)
Okay, okay, on with the story, give me tons of reviews okay? This is kinda' long chapter… I think haha. So without further ado, here comes… (drum roll) the epic and unedited Chapter 20!
"I wanna' hide the truth, I wanna' shelter you, but with the beast inside there's nowhere we can hide, no matter what we breathe we still are made of greed… don't get to close its dark inside, its where my demons hide."
-Imagine Dragons, Demons
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Previously on Liars Go to Hell:
"I have a feeling that I need to call you." A smirk appeared into his face as he thought of Hinata's pissed expression. Little did he know that he just called in a good time.
When she didn't respond, Gaara started to panic. "Is something wrong?" The other line still went silent until he heard soft sobs coming from her.
It really broke his heart to a million pieces once he heard her sobs. "Hinata?, you want me to go back there and check on—"
"—no, I'm… I'm fine." She bit her lower lip knowing that Gaara wouldn't buy her stupid lie. For the past few months the man seems to know him very well.
He rolled his eyes at her reply. "Lying is really not your forte, my princess." He had a feeling that something is going on. From the moment he woke up, he just couldn't concentrate with his training thinking that there's something wrong so h decided to give Hinata a call. Fortunately, it looks like he called in the right time.
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A very deep and frustrated sigh escaped his lips as he fastens the strap of his black racing gloves. For some reason, his nerve doesn't seem to calm down a bit.
He hated this feeling. He hated how that raven haired Hyuga would ram his thoughts in just a whim. He hated that she cried non-stop last night because that pinkie and those stupid freeloaders ruined Hinata's life. To top it all off, Uchiha Sasuke wanted her back and he's pretty much sure of it.
"Very convenient," he rolled his eyes in disgust thinking that the raven haired Uchiha is now plotting his way towards his princess.
His lips went dry just by thinking that he doesn't have anything to make Hinata stay by his side. For crying out loud, their status is much more complicated than the ordinary complicated.
"—since when did I become so clingy? I Sabaku no Gaara, has never… never acted like a bitch before" right now he wanted to end the race and take the first flight to Japan. No! he wanted to end the race and use his goddamned private plane so just he could be by her side.
"I hate this feeling" he forced his eyes shut as he tries to relax his reflexes. He needs his energy later so it'll be best if he tries to calm the hell out of him.
However, the racing gods wasn't on his favor. He didn't notice that the door inside his locker was open. "Trust me, there's a whole lot more weirder things that'll happen to you once you get tied up,"
"Hn"
Sasori rolled his light brown eyes as he took the seat next to the other red head. Gaara doesn't seem to mind his presence.
"—since when did you start talking to your self?" He arched his brow as curiosity filled his entire system. A smirk crept across Gaara's lips as the other red head waits for his answer. Well, actually, he's not waiting for him to reply. Knowing Gaara, only that bluette could make him talk.
Finally, the red head racer slowly stood up from his seat as he zips the jacket he is wearing. "—who knows me better that me?" a cocky smirk emerged from his face and Sasori's brain could not comprehend what Gaara just said.
He was about to say something but the racer was long gone leaving him in a confused state. "did he just?... oh God, this is going to be a rough race." A sigh escaped his lips as went out of the locker room trying to catch up with Gaara.
"Oi, stop it right there!" He huffed as he tries to quicken his phase a little more but the racer doesn't seem to slow down.
"Oi Gaara!" he finally stopped in his track as he let Sasori to catch up with him. "What?"
"Really?" Sasori couldn't believe his eyes. Gaara is now acting really weird. According to Sasori's speculations, the racer wouldn't be acting in such way if it doesn't concern… Hinata.
Gaara started to walk again; gripping his helmet, it didn't get unnoticed by the doll like man beside him.
"seriously? If it's about her, could you just put it aside for now because you don't want Hinata to be flying here in Monaco because her boyfriend got an accident?"
As much as he hates to admit it but this womanizing freak is right. The last thing that he wanted is for Hinata to get all stressed out because of him.
"She's not my girlfriend… yet." The man shot the racer a weird look. "News flash, you're acting like one." He couldn't help but smirk at Gaara's response. He is so enjoying this. He doesn't know that torturing Gaara would be this fun.
The racer rolled his eyes as he sends him the finger.
"If it's a steaming hot babe then why not?..."
Gaara could not believe that Sasori is acting like he really is. "Could you just stop that? If you're horny then why'd you come here in the first place?"
This statement was enough to drive Sasori into fits of laughter. Coaches from different racing teams started throwing him a weird look.
Gaara massages his temples as he made his way towards his formula car leaving Sasori who's still laughing his heart out.
He started to check the tires as he squats a bit to get a better look. A guy wearing the same red jacket like Gaara, minus the tons of sponsors patched into it, made his way towards the racer and gave him a wide smile.
"I believe there is nothing to worry about sir, your F138 is ready to roll any minute know," he chirped happily as Gaara watched him offer his right hand.
"I'm Max by the way, nice to finally meet the living legend." He bowed curtly; Gaara couldn't help but feel weird as this guy did the curt thing.
"It's okay, that just freaked him out." Sasori came out of nowhere and the team technician, who's known as Max, immediately paled on what he did.
"Sorry! I didn't mea-" Gaara raised his right hand as he signaled him to stop. "It's okay, thank you for you hard work." He gave him a nod as he puts his helmet inside the car.
"N-no worries sir! We've worked really hard for this, so please… We believe in you, I believe in you, just… take home that gold cup and put some jack's inside it!"
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The growling and howling of engines filled the entire race track as twelve formula cars started to heat up their wild beasts.
"Man, I love hearing those clean mufflers," Sasori smirked as he watches Gaara from his seat.
The racer finally puts Hinatain the back of his mind… for a while. Thanks to that young tech, who's name is Max.
Racers' ready?
Gaara couldn't help but clutch the steering wheel a little more as he fights the urge to gas up immediately and feed these scums' a piece of his tire.
"I'm going to make this quick," he said to himself as the speaker echoed again.
On your mark…
His heart started to beat erratically; like it's about to explode any minute now. The stress he is feeling plus the fact that he's been deprived of driving for a while, made him excited all of a sudden.
Racing has become a part of him. No matter what happened a part of his soul will always be attached to this kind of sport.
This time, he wanted to win not just because of his pride. He wanted to see the smile on Hinata's face when he crosses that finish line. He wanted to thank the racing team for trusting him with all their heart even though his mind was floating around when they were practicing his engine.
It's like that young tech who happened to be his number one fan, was a blessing in disguise. If it wasn't for him, he wouldn't be back to his racing self in just a snap.
Get set…
He grips the steering wheel a little more. As he focused on the road ahead of him. He will win this race. No matter what.
GO!
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The sound of screeching tires and cheering audience engulfed the entire Monte Carlo racing arena. Racers from different companies are dashing towards the number one spot.
Sasori watch as the scorching tires and heavy smoke filled the track. The sound of formula cars are the only thing that's making all of them hyped up. It wasn't long when a cherry red Ferrari, who's number is eleven, dashed towards the topmost part of the track; feeding smoke to the other racers.
Number eleven is now leading the pack! He's been keeping it up for the last five laps! This is going to be one hell of a ride for the other racers since Gaara will not allow anyone to remove him from his spot!
The doll like male smirked upon hearing the commentator's statement. Ever since Gaara joined the formula team, never in his life did he experience to lose. As if, loosing wasn't on his vocabulary. His whole system is oblivious on such word.
"Come on Gaara, let's do this quick," he muttered to himself just when the red Ferrari sped up again. The crowd began to stand as they try to catch a glimpse of their favorite racer.
Only two more laps to go before we announce the winner!
A sly grin appeared into his face as he passed the huge screen that shows their standing. Mauro Klein 3rd place, Arthur Zala 2nd, Sabaku no Gaara 1st.
He couldn't help but gas up, making the car run faster than usual. The speedometer is now on rage as it says 190 kmph.
He doesn't care if he's going way too fast. He needed to do this quick. His feet are itching to run towards his private jet and immediately fly back to Hinata.
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(JAPAN: TSUNADE'S MANSION)
Her lilac eyes nearly popped out its socket as soon as the red Ferrari dashed up again. Her palm began to sweat as her heart rate becomes uneaven. Tsunade and Hanabi could only watch in silence as Hinata pale skin got surprisingly paler.
A lump formed into her throat as the commentator speaks. Three more laps to go Only two more laps to go before we announce the winner!
"This is insane," she couldn't help but worry at the sight of Gaara's speed. "He's really fast, like he wanted the race to end soon ne?" Tsunade gave Hanabi a reprimanding look as the younger female shot her an 'what did I say this time' look.
The bluette clutches her chest in as she watches Gaara sped up again. She doesn't know why but she had a feeling that something wrong might occur. She gasped when a warm hand approached her right shoulder.
"Relax dear, if it's your first time watching that lil' devil race, then I assure you, he knows what he's doing," the older blonde gave her an assuring smile as she tries to calm her system. "b-but, he's way too fast" She couldn't help but get extremely worried about Gaara's well being.
"Come on sis, it wouldn't be formula racing if the speed is 20 kmph." Hanabi stated in as a matter of fact tone as she pops another marshmallow into her cute mouth. Yet, Tsunade sent her another death glare. "You're making it worse!"
Hanabi nearly choke at Tsunade's words. That technically, made Hinata laugh. "What's so (cough) funny? (Coughs)"
"oh, karma's so fast," Hanabi let out her tongue as Tsunade gave her another glare. Hinata on the contrary, seems to loosen up a bit. "I just don't get it, why is he rushing?" Once again, her eyes are fixed at the huge flat screen telly.
"Let's wait and see," the younger Hyuga wiggled her eyebrows in a Might Guy manner. "That's just weird, you just acted like you P.E teacher!" She froze when realization hit her. "I did?! Oh my god I DID!" due to frustration, she grabs a handful of marshmallows and stuffs it into her mouth; The older woman gave her another disapproving look. "That's just eew,"
It was Hinata's turn to get bewildered on what she just heard. "Did you just say… eew?"
Before Tsunade could even reply, a loud screeching filled the entire race track as Sabaku no Gaara's car nearly crashes into Arthur Zala's race car.
Her heart nearly jump off her chest as soon as the commentator started to talk.
Holy mother of! That was some stunt by Sabaku and Zala!
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MONACO-RACE TRACK
A foxy grin appeared into his face as the second lap came to an end. Of course, still leading the pack, the red headed racer never felt this good before. He wanted the race to end early so that he could go back to Hinata.
The shouting of the crowd disturbed his train of thoughts; he beamed into his rear mirror to be surprised by an out of control formula car, driven by Arthur Zala. The black Chevrolet formula car swiveled as Gaara tries to drift away from the vehicle. The audience exchanged frightening looks as the two formula cars nearly clash each other.
Both racers had no choice but to either jump off their cars or wait for a miracle to happen. With the speed of 190kmph, Gaara has no other choice but to try to avoid the black chevy.
With all his might, Gaara gases up immediately and moved out of the race track. He nearly hit Zala's vehicle and that wouldn't be a pretty sight.
He breathed out a sigh of relief as Zala opened his window giving him an apologetic smile. What was he thinking? He could've died there. "Mind the race you idiot!"
Sasori's bitter voice came into his headset. "Are you supposed to be Talking to me? you're not even my—" He was about to protest but was cut of by one of Sasori's cursing.
"Damn it Gaara! Stop being so cutesy it doesn't—" before Sasori could even continue his ranting, the redhead turned the communication system off.
"Mind the race Gaara," he forced shut his eyes and breathed heavily as he composes himself.
However, the sports commentators seem to enjoy what just happened.
Holy mother of! That was some stunt by Sabaku and Zala!
He grips his steering wheel as he focuses on the game. He may have to day dream later because the last time he did that, he nearly died.
"This is the final lap, who is going to be our champion for Monaco cup? Will it be anew one or will Sabaku, retain his place?!"
"Deep breaths… concentrate," As soon as Gaara opened his eyes, he began to run into an unbelievable kind of speed passing some racers that were currently blocking his way.
He needed to do this fast. If he won't, he might have a near death experience again.
The crowd went wild as Gaara fed smoke to eleven racers. Truly, he is a crowd favorite. A genuine smile emerged into his face when the checkered flag came into his view. It's like a five second heaven. The feeling of finishing a race and winning made his heart leap. It is the first time that he did his racing for a person. Never did he race because of someone. In fact, he doesn't care about anyone. Well, that was before he met the ex-Hyuga heiress.
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JAPAN(TSUNADE'S MANSION)
A lump filled her throat as she tries to speak. Yes, Gaara did won but he nearly died and that blond racer too, who's currently Hanabi's crush.
"Kami! I never thought that racers could be this—" Hanabi was currently fangiring when Tsunade gave her on of her reprimanding look. "o-oh," she lowered her eyes as Hinata's worried face came into view.
The older woman gave Hinata's shoulder a squeeze. "Don't worry, accidents happen," her frustrated look made Hanabi and the older blonde worried.
It wasn't long when a deep sigh escaped into her throat. "I guess you're ringt." She gave both females a weak smile. "But he's distracted… because of me,"
Tsunade was shocked for a while. Hanabi silently excused herself knowing that the older people wanted to have some privacy.
"No dear, it wasn't your fault, I assure you…" she half heartedly told the bluette but deep inside, she knew that the racer was a bit distracted.
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"Aren't you going to join us shopping?" the younger Hyuga asks with delight as she tries to get her sister's attention. She furrowed her brows a little at Hinata's expressionless face. She seems to be in deep thought.
"snap!"
Hinata was taken aback by her imouto's (younger sister) antics. A weak smile formed unto her pursed lips.
"I've been trying to talk to you for a while now… Hanabi's worried expression made her guilty. The young girl just wanted to ease Hinata's emotions. As far as she knew, her sister really needs to relax.
"I-I'll…" a deep sigh escaped her lips. "go ahead, I have some errands to attend to," the youngster arched her right brow in a Tsunade like manner.
"And what could it be?" Hianta couldn't get away with Hanabi's speculations. She's well aware of that. She couldn't hide anything from that smart and cunning girl. Besides, even thought Hanabi's not that old, she has the brain of a girl older than Hinata.
"I need to talk to Nadeshiko baa-chan."
Without further ado, the younger Hyuga grabbed the hem of Hinata's sweater and dragged her to the study. They're currently on the first floor of the mansion.
With a confused look plastered all over Hanabi's face, the bluette could tell that she's puzzled. Of course, Hanabi knew that even though her sister and Nadeshiko Haruno, had a very 'weird' grandmother and granddaughter relationship, she was well aware that Hinata wouldn't go rushing to Nadeshiko without anything serious.
"I need to ask her something… I need to talk to…" she halted at her words as she took a gulp. A lump formed into her throat just by trying to say the pinkette's name. A pang of bitterness emerged through her dry throat as she tries to find the right words to say; weather or not to tell Hanabi.
The older blonde doesn't know anything about this…yet. But she'll know eventually. But as of now… Hinata doesn't want Tsunade to be stressed out with her personal matters. She has already helped her in a lot of things.
"I need to discuss something to Sakura." Her voice, rough and dry. Like the sands of Sahara started to feel up her throat. Her pulse rate started to rise just by saying Haruno Sakura's name.
Disgust filled Hanabi's young face. "about?" This time it was Hanabi's turn to feel a little weird. Why in the would does did her sister wanted to talk to her number one enemy?
"Hanabi!"
Tsunade's voice echoed through the room as the younger Hyuga rolled her eyes in annoyance. "Yeah, Ill be right there in a sec!"
A mile eppeared into Hinata's face as she watches her sister made her way towards the huge mahogany door.
"What ever your reason is… you take care sis!" Hanabi immediately pecked into Hinata's cheek. Before the bluette could even reply, her younger sister was long gone
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The cool wind touched the auburn Hyuga's face as she enjoys the chilly autumn wind. "You'll have a cold if you don't stop doing that," Tsunade chuckled a little as Hanabi pouts her lips finally closing the cars' window.
"What's bothering you?" The younger Hyuga couldn't help but ask the blonde woman who's sitting beside her. "You and your sister… something's up and you're not telling me."
"owh, gosh" she paled a little while scratching the back of her head. The older blonde couldn't help but raise her elegant brow at her. "And?"
Hanabi couldn't be more pissed at her sister. Why Hinata did even told her that she's going to talk to Nadeshiko and Sakura. And why does Hanabi puzzled on why her sister is interested and wants to spend her energy and effort on making a conversation towards the pinkie.
"I – I don't" Her pale eyes shifted into the leather seat in front of her as Tsunade gave one of her scary motherly looks.
"Hanabi darling, since when did you learn to stutter?" Her auburn eyes sent chills all over Hanabi's body. The AC wasn't helping either.
As Tsunade inches her face towards the younger Hyuga, the car came into a full stop.
A sigh of relief escaped Hanabi's lungs as the woman gave the chauffer one of her annoyed looks.
"Madam, we have arrived…" A sweat trickled into his forehead as the Blondie rolled her auburn eyes. "good!" She immediately shot Hanabi one of her 'you really are lucky' looks as she made her way out of the car without waiting for the chauffer to open the door.
"Saved by the bell Hanabi," she immediately followed the Blondie as she made her way inside the huge fashion building.
For a moment, Hanabi couldn't help but admire the entire building. It's like a mini replica on what she sees on 5th avenue in New York. Every thing's in here, from shoes to bag of course her favorite… clothes.
"I have no choice but to tell her everything if she asks me again," she forced close her eyes as she took another deep breath while she enters the huge building.
Whatever it is, Hinata needs to have a better explanation on what she's up to. It's been a while since she last talked to Tsunade and Hanabi and it's totally freaking them out.
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The setting sun made Hinata's entrance towards the huge hallway inside the Haruno manor, look dramatic. The woman who's been waiting for her arrival gave her a warm smile as she graced her entrance into the room filled with huge windows.
It is no wonder that Nadeshiko Haruno is truly a vain person. The woman who doesn't seem to age even thought she's seventy plus has a taste for nice things and vanity. If there's one thing that best describes her, it'll probably be perfection.
No wonder where Sakura has gotten her looks. As much as Nadeshiko hates to admit it, her granddaughter happens to be the spitting image of her except for his emerald eyes.
"Take a seat dear," Her crips and elegant voice echoed through the glass filled room. She didn't even bother to stand up as she took another sip of her afternoon tea.
Hinata did so as she watches the older woman took another sip of her British tea. "Earl grey…" she muttered as she inhaled another scent of the concoction. The distinct smell blended with high class flavor and aroma made her senses relax a bit. She couldn't help but felt a pang of pain build inside her as soon as the memory of the person who loves earl grey entered her mind. "Sasuke…"
"—nothing but the finest, would you like some?" a soft smile formed into the older woman's face to be replaced by a frown. "What a bad hostess," she immediately puts her tea cup on the side table as she rings the bell. Hinata couldn't help but chuckle a little when two maids entered the glass room.
"Pour some tea to my lovely guest," Nadeshiko winked at the bluette sitting in front of her. The maids did what they are told and as soon as Hinata got a hold of her tea, they bowed their heads and turned to leave.
There was nothing but silence as both female took a sip of their fine tea. The sun is about to set any moment. Pigments of orange and red started to form outside as it made a rather breathtaking effect inside the room.
Thanks to the huge windows, Hinata was able to appreciate such beauty. It wasn't long when the Haruno matriarch puts the empty cup into the table. The sound of her tiny tea cup kissing the small saucer broke the silence that has been enveloping them.
"What is it that you want to discuss my dear?" Her soft voice made Hinata falter as she took one last sip of her earl grey before she puts it into the table.
"—I wanted to ask you some questions…" her pulse started to race as soon as the words escaped her pink lips. She wasn't like this. She was calm and collected; it really was a bad idea to came home here in Japan.
Nadeshiko gave her a curious look as her grey eyes glimmered with excitement. Truly, the woman is nothing but pure beauty. The gods has been good to her to give her everything that a woman wants; her ashes pink hair is tied in a bun while some of its strands are falling freely framing her perfectly oval face.
"would you be angry if I ask some question to your granddaughter?" finally, the bluette was able to spit it out. Of course, she doesn't want to offend the older female by charging into Sakura and ramming her with tons of accusations or questions.
The pinkette is pregnant after all and she doesn't want anything bad happed to the baby. The poor thing is out of this trash that his/her mother has dragged his/her.
Nadeshiko's brows furrowed a bit. She doesn't seem to understand why Hinata would waste her efforts on talking to her loathsome granddaughter.
"—Of course my dear, it's alright… and what matters are you going to discuss to that girl?" the matriarch nearly choked as she emphasize the noun pertaining to Sakura.
Hinata could see the disgust forming onto her face as she visibly rolled her eyes. "She kept something from me… seven years ago,"
A sympathetic smile formed into her face as she slowly took both Hinata's hands. "Go talk to her, I'll have everything covered."
She knew exactly what Hinata is going to ask her granddaughter. Perhaps, being old wasn't so bad after all. She got the chance to read and predict what would happen next and she doesn't like any one of it.
"Something tells me that Sakura has done something really bad," she immediately sent Hinata an approving smile as the girl slowly stood from her chair.
"Actually… she did," she sent a weak smile into the older woman a she gave her a curt nod.
"Wait my dear…" Hinata immediately halted as soon as Nadeshiko's voice echoed through the room.
The sound of tingling bells and the footsteps of Nadeshiko's personal maids rushed into her ears. "Escort lady Hyuga into Sakura's chambers,"
Without further notice the two maids bowed their heads gracefully. "hai Nadeshiko sama,"
She gave a quick nod as Hinata followed the maids. "This way please, ojou sama,"
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The knocking into her mahogany door broke the depressing silence that fills Sakura's room. She hasn't come out into her room for the whole day and she has no plan on going out as well.
"What is it?" with an annoyed and irritated tone, she yelled as the maids flinched in horror. Truly, Sakura has made quite an image to her servants.
"N-Nadeshiko sama asked us to escort you guest, S-sakura sama…" Hinata could sense the awkwardness between the maids.
Sakura thought thinking that it was Kiba, grunted a little. "I don't want to talk to you Kiba! Get out!" Her high pitched voice echoed through the huge doors as the maid sent Hinata another apologetic look.
"She's always like that, sorry for that Hianta sama," one of the maids gave her an assuring look.
"It's not Kiba sama,"
Sakura's ranting immediately stopped as she thought that it must be Sasuke, desperation hit her and as soon as she took a glimpse of herself into the mirror she immediately took a deep breath and allowed the visitor inside her room.
"Send him in!" Their brows furrowed when Sakura used the male term to describe the visitor.
"She must've thought that I'm Sasuke," Hinata made a mental note as the maids opened the door for her.
"We'll be waiting outside just in case she got a little… you know," One of the maids gave her the weird look and Hinata couldn't help but chuckle a little.
"I'll be fine, thank you…" without anything else, she made her way inside the room.
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Her lilac orbs wandered at the cream colored walls inside Sakura's room. It wasn't long when the pinkette came into view.
"Sasuke I miss—" Her whole body froze as soon as she laid her emerald eyes on the pale bluette standing at the bottom of her room.
"What are you doing here?" her hands trembled in anger as the Hyuga took a step closer to her. She couldn't help but feel intimidated at her presence, something that she does not felt before.
"Why did you hide it from me… from Sasuke?" her lilac orbs sent daggers as the pinkette furrowed her brows. Clearly, she has no idea what Hinata is talking about but before she could even reason out, she immediately pushed Hinata away from her.
"I don't know what you're talking about," She rolled her eyes trying to hide the fear that started to build inside her system.
For some reasons, she felt intimidated, pressured and… she felt fear.
Memories of what she did seven years ago started to ram her mind. She inwardly cursed herself as Hianta gave her one of her cold stares. She hated the fact that her lilac orbs are making it so hard for her to concentrate and start plotting for an alibi.
It's too late for her to do so. She's like a rabbit who's got caught by a hunter. No way out, she doesn't have an escape. No plan B, no other choice but to tell the truth. She hated the fact that her grandmother allowed this Hyuga girl inside her room. She hated everything about her. She despises the bluette for being perfect… for being a Hyuga.
"—I asked you a question," A smirk formed into her face as Hinata's lips remained pursed. She needed to turn the table upside down. She needed to distract the Hyuga, to break her concentration. She needed a way out.
Desperation filled her system and she couldn't help but pity herself. "What if I don't want to answer you?"
Hinata couldn't help but take a deep breath. This woman is making everything difficult for her. She's trying to reverse the situation by stalling. A wise move but not advised.
She watches as the pinkette took a seat n one of her fancy looking chair. Hinata remained standing as the woman crossed her legs in front of her. As if showing her who's the boss.
"I came here to ask you nicely, but since you're being a bitch, I guess I'll just have to ram you with accusation, or maybe… conclusions, since Sasuke has already told me—"
She was cut of by Sakura's voice. "What!?" Hinata smirked as the pinkette started to tremble in fear. If there's one thing that she's afraid of happening, it's Sasuke learning about the truth.
"Why did you do it? Are you that selfish to let me… to let me go through all of that? Why Sakura?" A sad smile crept in her face as Sakura watches her in pure horror.
Her mouth went dry as she ran out of explanations to say. Hinata stood there looking into her eyes as she tries to avoid her gaze but couldn't do anything to do so. She's trapped.
"I did it because I hate you… you disgust me—"emerald eyes filled with anger shot daggers to her lilac orbs.
The pregnant woman started to stand up as she leveled herself into the standing figure of Hinata Hyuga.
"I did it because Sasuke is falling out of love for me! She just courted you to get me but what happened? He felt confused!, because of you!" Tears started to form into her face as she shakingly hugged herself. Hinata's eyes were wide in shock. She didn't know that Sasuke started to fall for her seven years ago.
"I hate you so much that I was willing to do anything to get Sasuke, how dare you steal him away from me?! you already stole my grandma, what else would you like to take?!" She shot her eyes at the bluette who just stood there.
"From the moment that I laid my eyes on you, I already hated you! You have everything, you're a Hyuga, if it wasn't for you and your fucking mothe—"
(slap!)
Before Sakura could even finish her sentence, Hinata's hand came rushing into her face. A bitter smiled formed into her lips as she watches the Hyuga who's shocked on what she did.
"you've become a bitch yourself, look at you… all full of vendetta, who's the loser now?" Sakura walked in circles at Hinata.
"I always wanted to be your friend but you proved me wrong…" Sakura's pulse started to race as Hinata's cold and slithering voice sent chills through her spine.
"I'm not even aware that you envied me, you're the queen and I'm nothing but a mere stuttering weakling who happens to be the ex-heiress. I'm nothing to you, I'm just a piece of dust, I'm invisible, nobody cares about me but come to think of it… you, Haruno Sakura envied me?" A bitter laugh emerged into her throat as the pinkette watched her in astonishment.
"huh, don't be a fool Hinata, I know you hated me because I have Sasuke," She couldn't help but smile evilly. She just hated the Hyuga.
"I do not like him but he forced himself to me, I have no idea that it was all your fault, the two of you…" Hinata bit her lower lip as she tries to swallow her tears.
"You know why I did that? It's because you deserve every hell you've been through, I experienced a lot so don't you dare blame everything on me! You did this to yourself!"
Hinata couldn't believe it. As much as she hates it, the pinkette is resisting everything. She totally have no idea why Sakura hated her before but now… She couldn't help but feel angry and sorry for the girl at the same time.
"I hate you because grandma loves you so much, I hate you because you can have everything you want, I hate you because you have Sasuke, I hate you because… because you're not pregnant with a child whom you doesn't like, I hate you because.. I HATE YOU!"
Tears flowed through her emerald eyes as Hinata couldn't help but feel a little sympathy for the woman and her unborn child.
"Many people wanted to have a chi—" she was cut of by her voice
"Leave!" She forced her eyes shut as pointing at the door.
She was about to say something but the pinkette is persistent on sending her out.
"I hope your conscience doesn't bother you that you've once killed an unborn child..."
Hinata couldn't help but let the tiny tear escaped her lilac orbs. Before she reaches the door she shot Sakura one last look. "And by the way… congratulations on your engagement… I hope you're happy now,"
As soon as Hinata was out of sight, Sakura started to cry. She doesn't know why but all of Hinata's words seeped into her mind. It echoes through her ears and it lingers all over the room.
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Hot tears filled her cheeks as soon as the Hyuga was out of sight. Her legs started to weaken and she has no other choice but to sit down and rest. All the shouting and crying made her legs wobbled.
She hated the fact that Hinata knew everything. She hated the fact that Sasuke was the one who told Hinata. "Fuck those elders…" she couldn't help but cry in pain. She's been calling Sasuke non-stop since last night and he doesn't seem to answer her calls.
A bitter smile formed into her lips. "Seriously, you've got to e kidding me," she couldn't help but cry. Now, Sasuke has no chance of being hers again.
She doesn't know if she has some sort of Sasuke complex and I hate Hinata complex, but that bluette really made her sick.
"Maybe if grandma doesn't have that much love on you then… I would've allowed you to be my assistant… hm."
"I hate you Hinata…"
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It was three in the morning when he woke up from his sleep. The moon shines so bright that mid morning.
He slowly lifts his half naked body as crimson onyx eyes started to change to its crimson hue. A sad smile appeared into his face as he recalls what happened few days ago.
He hated that being an Uchiha makes you a dick. He hated that he's too afraid to accept the fact that he loved Hinata so much. He hated that he becomes a cowards every time she got near him.
His eyes drifted into the nightstand when all of a sudden, his phone started to ring. He immediately tapped the answer button as soon as the name into the caller ID appeared.
"I have news for you…"
"Surprise me." His bloodshot eyes focused on the night sky as waits for the man to reply.
"I have found the devil who did all of this to Neji, if I were you, I'll braise myself" a smirk formed into Shino's face as he tries to suspense Sasuke.
"I have no time for your silly games, just spit it out."
"Haruno Sakura…"
The line went silent for a moment. Sasuke couldn't decipher what Shino had just said. It's true that the woman is capable of many things, but a murder? This time, she really outdid herself. She's in big trouble.
"How? What are your evidence?"
"She's the last person that Neji talked to before he got into an accident, well, not exactly talked… more like, she called him, he pushed the answer button and the bomb got activated…"
He couldn't help but wonder why, but as soon as realization hit him… "Fuck!"
Sakura was hiding everything from him, the moment she asked him what Neji told him before he got an accident.
"How'd you know that it was her?"
"I have my sources; also, Neji's phone didn't actually get damaged. Lucky eh?"
His gripped tightened around the piece of device as soon as Shino hanged up. Was Sakura that desperate that she even wanted to kill Neji?
He ruffles his spiky hair as he immediately went to the kitchen to get some water. He doesn't need to tell Hinata since she doesn't want to see him.
It made his heart clench a million times just by thinking that the woman he cared for hated him because of his pride.
He wanted to punch something, he's suffering a lot too, for crying out loud his family hates him, and most of all… where's Naruto when you need him.
"aren't you gonna' give me a call dobe?"
He rolled his eyes as he took a bottle of water and immediately gulped the whole thing.
Deep bloodshot eyes started to flood tears. A smirk crept across his face. Uchiha's doesn't cry but now… the great Uchiha Sasuke is crying.
His heart aches a million times and it hurts him a lot just by thinking that the woman whom he loves most doesn't give a fuck.
He's very much aware that he was a dick. That he only courted her because of Sakura. But there's something inside Hinata that changed everything.
It made him weak; it made his system trapped into complete nothingness. He's been denying everything for the past seven years. He thought that by choosing Sakura, it would make everything disappear but he's wrong.
The moment she came back… his life went into shambles.
"I'm such an asshole, no matter how much I begged for you to comeback…" hot tears streamed through his face as he made his way to the living room.
He sat into the recliner with his head hanging into the headrest. His eyes, shut as the tears keep on flooding.
"You're one messed up shit Sasuke," He never cried like this before. He wanted to talk to her, to hug her, to protect her from everything. Right now, he doesn't care if looses everything since she already loose a lot.
"You're one messed up Uchiha," the lights flickered open as the brooding Namikaze came into view.
Sasuke remained seated; a small smirk appeared into his face at the thought of Naruto. "I just came from a trio and now the teme's in a… hey are you crying?!"
The Namikaze immediately rushed towards his best friend. Eyes still closed.
"Shut up—"
A deep sigh escaped into his lips as he watches Sasuke to sit properly. "What happened?" For some reasons, Naruto was happy that he went straight to Sasuke's pent house. To be exact, he just got here and decided to pay the teme a visit to be surprised that his best friend's well being is in deep shit.
"We need to talk." Without
Sasuke didn't say anything as his bloodshot orbs stared directly into the ceiling.
"I love her…"
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A/N: Hohohoho! Okay, okay, don't hate me, I really need to cut this one. ^^- SORRRY for the long wait, this is a kinda long chappie, I wanted to make it up to you guys. Well, I'm really busy with school and fangirling stuff, lol. I know I know, I got a little lazy sorry bout' that. But hay, I've updated so can I be forgiven now? Tell me what you think since this fic is about to end LOL please, I would love to hear your reviews haha I love you all my lovely readers. Read and Review okay? Ja!