Hello everyone. Please be sure to read the edited author's note from the first chapter if you are returning to this story. If this is your first time through, I assume you already read it :-)

After a lot of hateful feedback I felt the need to clarify a few things. I received quite a few reviews that I really appreciated and they are the only reason I didn't just delete this story altogether. Again, this is something I'm just writing for fun so I'm not going through and editing like I usually do and constructive criticism/pointing out any grammatical or spelling errors/any inconsistencies/etc. are more than welcome.

Thank you again to those of you who took the time to say something nice. I've got this chapter done and another almost complete just because of you guys. This chapter is more of Sasuke's point of view, but after this it switches up.

Chapter Two

Sasuke's show was almost over and Hinata had still not come out of the bathroom. He had considered going to check on her during a commercial break to make sure she hadn't passed out or anything because she was naked in his apartment (she was weird like that), but he figured if she managed to die from embarrassment in his shower then she didn't really deserve to be called a kunoichi.

Then again, if she did die in his shower he would have to face the wrath of the Hyuga clan and the horrific questioning that would follow from his teammates and perverted sensei as to why she was in his shower in the first place.

It was a conundrum.

He was saved having to ponder further when there was a knock on his front door.

Sasuke opened the door, scowling at the visitor who had interrupted the last fifteen minutes of his show. By now, they were pretty much just talking about garnish and taste, but still. He didn't like to leave things unfinished.

"Go away. I'm busy," he told the blond at the door.

Naruto just rolled his eyes.

"No need to be so grumpy, Teme. It's almost lunch time! I was wondering if you wanted to grab some ramen and have a spar. Baa-chan got drunk last night and partially destroyed one of the training grounds so Kakashi gave me free reign to get crazy before they have someone come fix it."

"I told you, I'm busy," Sasuke said and made to close the door.

The Uzumaki narrowed his eyes in suspicion. Sasuke never turned down an all out spar.

Before the Uchiha could fully close the door, Naruto barged past him into the living room.

The onyx haired male closed his eyes and sighed in annoyance. This was going to be an issue. He wasn't sure what had happened the night before, but he was pretty sure Hinata wasn't going to react well to seeing Naruto there. This is what he gets for having friends.

He flashed through a few hand signs and placed a strong, but subtle genjutsu on his apartment that would hopefully keep Hinata from recognizing her crush if she came in. It worked in such a way that it should keep her brain from registering visual recognition. If she saw Naruto, she would know who he was, but it wouldn't register that he was there.

Sasuke only hoped it would work. Hinata wasn't as resistant to genjutsu as Sakura, but she had trained under Kurenai and had a keen sense for them. He was kind of banking on the fact that her hangover would still be bad enough for her not to notice it.

Naruto looked at him questioningly, having watched him run through the signs to place the genjutsu, but the Uchiha didn't seem to want to explain himself.

"So… you want to tell me why you're placing a genjutsu on your own apartment?"

"Not really," Sasuke replied.

The blond narrowed his eyes again.

"Is there something here you don't want me to see?"

The Uchiha rolled his eyes and turned to walk back to his couch. Unfortunately, Naruto took that as a confirmation and started to get excited.

"Oh! It's close to my birthday! I bet it's my present!"

Sasuke raised an eyebrow. He hadn't even realized it was getting close to that time. Before he could tell Naruto he was wrong, however, he heard his bathroom door open and soft footsteps coming down the hallway.

The Uzumaki turned to look at him questioningly, then towards the hallway where they could hear the person getting closer.

When Hinata appeared, hair damp and wavy, and obviously not wearing a bra under what was definitely one of Sasuke's shirts, Naruto's mouth practically fell on the floor.

Sasuke tensed, waiting to see if his genjutsu would work or if he was going to have to kick a gaping Naruto out of his house.

The Hyuga yawned a small, cute yawn and stretched a bit before saying, "Sasuke, I was thinking I could make you some pasta pomodoro for lunch. I didn't realize how late it was when you woke me up so I figured I could just start it now if you like."

Hinata tilted her head to the side, waiting for him to respond, and smiled brightly when he gave her a nod.

"Great! I was going to make a dressing for some salad to go with it. Do you still have that basket of fruit I brought the other day? I think it had a lemon or two in it that I could use."

"Above the fridge," he said, and she continued on her way.

Sasuke turned back to look at Naruto, who still had his eyes and mouth open wide.

"You know you could catch flies like that," he said.

Then he wondered if Naruto had eaten flies before. He was contracted to the toads, after all.

"Oi," he said, getting annoyed that the blond was still unresponsive.

Finally, the Uzumaki snapped out of it and turned to face Sasuke with an unrecognizable expression on his face.

"You - you and…"

He was having a hard time finishing his statement.

"Whatever it is you are about to ask, it's probably none of your business. Leave."

Before Naruto could protest, Hinata stuck her head out of the kitchen and said, "Sasuke, be nice. If you're mean to your guest I'll bake something and your apartment will smell like sugar for the next two days."

The Uchiha furrowed his brows in annoyance and Naruto was torn between laughing at the idea of Hinata threatening the avenger and utter bewilderment regarding what kind of relationship was happening between the two of them.

"Look, if I promise to meet you in two hours for a spar will you agree to leave?"

Naruto was rarely speechless, but now seemed to be one of those occasions. He finally nodded his head in assent, and let Sasuke practically push him out the door.

He didn't even flinch when it was slammed behind him.