Chapter 3

"Do you think it's too much?" Hinata idly asked her kitty as she looked at herself in the mirror. She had on a black, bodycon dress with a pair of strappy black heels. Her outfit was simple but her curves were on the verge of being obscene.

She didn't really need the makeup but she donned mascara to lengthen her already full eyelashes and blush to add to her high cheekbones. She chose a red lip to spice up her look.

Due to Hinata's bountiful breasts, she had a hard time keeping the strapless dress she chose to wear stay upright. She was searching all over the apartment trying to find some fashion tape but was interrupted by a loud knock at the door.

'Oh shoot,' She thought to herself as she gave herself one more look in her full sized mirror. 'I'll just have to go without.'

Hinata made a mad dash to the front door only stopping just before it to take a deep breath and to fix her thick short hair. As she exhaled she opened the door to find a clean shaven, well dressed Kiba Inuzuka peering down at her, a bouquet of flowers in hand.

Kiba thought that getting her flowers would be a bit over the top but he was happy he did when he saw how her face lit up.

"Oh Kiba! You didn't have to go through the trouble!" Hinata said as she reached for her beautiful arrangement. "Come on in and have a seat! I'll go place these in some water."

Disappearing around the corner to the kitchen, Kiba made himself at home and strolled around the apartment.

The place was so Hinata's style. The place was not only clean but well decorated.

She had a small living room with a chestnut chabudai tea/dining table at the center of it, a small love seat to the far wall next to the mini bookshelf, a glass screen door which let out to a mildly spacious balcony.

Off to the corner of the place was another bookshelf but this one was significantly larger. It was filled with all different genres of books. The shelf also had some pictures from her childhood. While looking at them, he noticed that Hinata was a splitting image of her mother. 'It's crazy how human DNA works,' Kiba thought to himself as he continued scanning the place.

As Kiba continued to walk around, he admired how she used the space. She had all types of paintings decorating the wall. He assumed it was all done by her hand based on the signature of H.H at the bottom right of each picture. They all were exquisite.

"You still painting Hime?" Kiba called out to her as he browsed the rest of her artwork.

"I think my favorite is of this beach."

Returning from the kitchen with vase in hand, Hinata placed the flowers on her center table, she walked over to stand next to Kiba to see which painting he was referring to.

"Oh, yes, I painted everything in here but that one." Whenever she looked at the painting of the beach it brought back such fond memories of her and her family vacationing to the beach every year before her mother's illness.

"My mother actually painted that one."

She couldn't help but smile at the piece. "It's my favorite too."

While Hinata stared at her mother's work, Kiba finally took a good look at her. He felt a blush creep across his face as he took in her womanly features. The black dress she wore showed of her slender neck which lead him to look at her smooth silky shoulders. He felt himself struggle to swallow as is eyes made her way down to her form fitting attire.

No longer was she the straggly kid that use to come chill at his father's shop. She was a full fledged woman now.

'God, this woman was flawless.' He thought to himself. 'I'll have to keep a close eye on her tonight.'

"You look amazing by the way Hinata. I should have told you sooner." Kiba said sheepishly as he tried to regain control over his emotions. "Shall we go?"

Hinata face turned red as she whispered a thank you and nodded a response.

With that, they were off to the most popular Jazz spot in town.

When they got into his ride, the trip was short lived. Kiba couldn't remember the last time he laughed so hard. It was great having her back in his life. They reminisce on their old times together, who in the town got married and who went away. It was quite refreshing.

Once arriving to the club, Kiba helped Hinata out of his land boat of a Tahoe and walked up to the club together. Kiba looked down at his companion for the night. As if sensing her angst, Kiba grabbed her hand as they approached the bustling establishment.

Noticing that the line to get in was out the door and around the corner, she looked up at Kiba unsurly, he in return gave her a reassuring smile as he said, "You're with me now kid, you'll never have to wait in line again."

Confidently, he led Hinata passed the long line of displeased patrons and nodded his head to the bouncer as the large men opened the velvet rope for them.

Now inside the smokey club, bodies were pressed up so close to one another that it was hard to walk. Using this to his advantage, Kiba placed his strong hand on Hinata's waist as he pushed them through the sea of people to get to the bar.

Finally making it to a more tranquil part of the of the club, Hinata took in her surroundings. From the outside the place didn't look like much but from the inside, the place was a nice size. Only level one was allowed to be accessed by the general public. Upstairs however was for the owners and their fellow cohorts.

Although the public only had one floor, it was broken up into sections. One had enough space to hold the live band as well as a dance floor, the other was more like a lavish lounge with a fully stocked bar and eger bartenders.

Jazz music blared from the live talent on stage as people danced and swayed to the music.

"What can I get you to drink?" Kida asked in her ear, his arms still on her tiny waist.

Hinata shivered as she felt the heat from her breath on her skin. "I-I'll have whatever you're having."

"Are you sure? I like the hard stuff." He looked down at her with a gleam in his eye.

Never being one to back down from a challenge, she nodded and followed him to the bar as he ordered 2 shooters of whisky.

While on his way to the bar, Sasuke was approached by two young woman wanting to dance with him. He politely declined as he tried to push his way passed him.

Not taking no for an answer, one of the women grabbed his arm back and pressed her body up against his.

"Oh come on handsome, one dance wouldn't kill ya." She ran her hand up his musclair arm inching closer to him, consciously pushing her breasts on him.

"Don't you know the meaning of'' no." Sasuke said harshly as he pulled her arm off him while turning his attention to the now empty space where Hinata once was standing.

"Dammit." Sasuke said as his eyes scanned the faces of all the people in the crowd. Just that quick she was gone from his sights.

Sasuke stood at the top floor peering below in hopes of finding his ever evading fixation. Looking down at the crowd he had a birds eye view of the whole club. He was about to give up on his searched when he saw Hinata run out the back exit of the club.

Within a flash, Sasuke was down the steps and halfway across the room to follow her outside.

She could tell that the temperature had dropped severely as she ran up the sidewalk. Whipping the stream of tears from her eyes she stopped and sat down on an empty bench as she tried to get herself together.

'How could he leave me like that?' She thought back to how Kiba abruptly pushed her off the dance floor and left her standing alone, promising her he'd return shortly.

She had no problem waiting, she did have a problem with the group of men that corned her while trying to get from the bathroom located at the back of the club. As if they were waiting for her, three men stood, watching her as she quickly walked down the dark narrow hallway. They gave her an eerie feeling as she walked by but against better judgment, she decided to keep going, breathing a sigh of relief once she reached the ladies room.

As Hinata took her first step out of the bathroom, she felt a hand roughly grabbed her arm and threw her back up against a nearby wall.

She struggled as she felt the man's hands encircled her delicate upper arms, slightly bruising them.

"Look at what we got here boys, the mutts got himself a little girlfriend." The bald one with a scar over his left eye said as he licked his lips looking over Hinata well endowed figure.

"And a good looking one at that." The other exclaimed from the side with a grin on his face.

"After we get some answers out of her why don't we play with gal for a few?" He said releasing one of her arms only for him to grab her face and squeezed it hard. "You like games dontcha sweetheart?" The man chuckled as he let go of her face and watched in her delight as she coward under his large presence.

"What do you know about the Inuzuka clan?" The third said punching the wall only inches away from Hinata's face.

Hinata jumped at the sound of his fist connecting with the brick wall, hot tears flowed freely from her eyes down her red cheeks.

The man didn't even flinched as he drew his now blooded hand back.

She was about to answer that she didn't know what he was talking about when a big hand pulled the scared man from off her. Her saving grace came in the form of a bouncer that was on his way to the restroom.

"You fuckin' lowlifes! Y'all need to go!" Three more bouncers came as backup and grabbed her attackers by the collar and dragged them out the club.

"Are you alright ma'am?" The bouncer asked a distraught Hinata.

Hinata could only muster enough strength to push pass the large man and ran out the nearest exit.

"Hinata! Hey! Wait up!" A voice called out to her from the distance.

As she turned around to see who it was, she was shocked to see the handsome man she met at the coffee shop the other day.

Under any other circumstance, she would have been mortified to be found in such a mess by a handsome man, but any shred of dignity was left back at the club.

"S-Sasuke?" She said his name as he drew closer to her.

She ran to him and encircled her arms around him. She was so scared she didn't know what else to do.

Hesitantly, Sasuke embraced her back, however he didn't do so idly. As she sobbed into his chest he used the moment to scan over her delicate body.

He felt his blood run cold and as he saw the large hand shaped bruises on her arms.

Feeling the sudden change in his demeanor and posture, she looked up at him with red, watery eyes. To her surprise, he wasn't looking at her as she peered up to him.

"Who did that to you?"

His question was greeted with a downward glance and more sobs buried into his chest.

For the first time in his life, Sasuke felt helpless. Seeing her so broken made him want to whisk her away so she could never be hurt by this cruel world. She was so perfect to him, even now he wouldn't change a hair on her pretty little head.

Deciding not to put up with such feelings of inferiority, he called her name gently.

"Hinata. Hinata, I'm going to sit you down now. Is that alright?"

There was a moments pause before she nodded her head, her eyes glued to the ground.

He lead her over to the bench and sat her down with such tenderness it made her want to cry again just out of sheer emotion.

He then sank down to one knee in front of her and lightly grabbed her ankle. She jumped at the contact but allowed his forwardness.

He slowly unbuckled the black strap and gently removed her heel. He repeated the same motion with her other.

Completing his task, he rose to his feet and hoisted her up into his arms with her shoes in hand. Once situated, he started to head back in the direction in which they came.

Sasuke didn't want to pressure her to talk, but it was killing him not knowing what happened to her in the past hour he'd lost her.

"I really wish you'd tell me what happened to you so I can handle it."

When he didn't get a response, he looked down at her perfect little heart-shaped face.

He frowned as he saw hints of more bruises but this time on her porcelain face.

He could literally feel the heat from his body rise as he turned his thoughts to the only man that could be responsible.

'Kiba Inuzuka'

He'd kill him. He'd simply have to kill him.

Once Sasuke got Hinata to his car and strapped in, he cracked a window for her, he draped a spare jacket over her petite frame as kissed her lightly on the forehead and told her he'd be right back. He knew that she was asleep and couldn't hear him but it still felt right for him to say.

With that, he closed the door softly in hopes not to disturb her and he made his back into the club.

The drammmmma, thank you so much for reading this!

Until next time,

Syd the Kid