Chapter 22: Ying and Yang

"There's eternal opposition between yin and yang.

No third party at all, but treason occurs sometimes."

― Toba Beta, My Ancestor Was an Ancient Astronaut

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Sasuke sat quietly in the dark limo, his view set on the passing buildings flying by. One would think that by his calm look and casual posture that he was enjoying the ride back to his home, but it was quite the opposite if someone were to tear him inside-out.

On the inside, he was trying to stop the war going on in his mind. The sky outside was darkening, and so was his attitude.

He had said earlier that he wanted to change, to stop being the bad guy, but right now he had no choice but to be that guy. He was that person right now; the guy who didn't give a damn about a person's feelings. Being the bad guy was natural to him, and it was hard to come back from that. He could change later…like maybe tomorrow…or the day after.

He was just so pissed right now.

"Sasuke, are - are you mad at me?", he heard her voice from the other side of the limo; the vibe he was putting off scared her a bit. She would usually snuggle beside him, but he looked rather solemn now.

He didn't answer her, which answered her question immediately.

She straightened up in her and started to defend herself. "It wasn't my fault! She was the one who hit me first-"

"But you started the argument.", Sasuke stated. she gasped when he defended the Hyuuga.

The pinkette thought about if for a moment. "I know, but she was asking for it! She was acting like she was yours or something-"

"She's my wife." He crushed her.

Sakura just stared at him, heartbroken. "And I'm your fiancé, Sasuke. Why are you acting like this? You said that you loved me, not her-"

"I lied.", he solemnly stated as he turned to face her, eyes swirling with crimson; a remark like that could surely hurt a woman. Besides that fact that he was serious, she didn't seem to take it to heart.

She snarled at him. "You're being such a dick! Do you not see the bruise under my eye or the cut on my lip! That bitch hit me!" She could see he was getting annoyed with her, but that didn't stop her from yelling. "She started this!"

Sasuke didn't lose his cold exterior; his face was still emotionless. "You don't bring up personal matters in an argument, Sakura. You should have seen that coming." He didn't know what had happened to the bluette's mother, but by how she attacked Sakura, he could only guess that it had a huge effect on her.

"Oh, so you're happy that your fiancé was hit in the face?! Is that what you're saying!"

He was getting annoyed, quickly. Sure he had loved women with temper, but this was just getting ridiculous.

Sasuke just stared blankly at her, not letting her get the upper-hand. "You're a mistress Sakura, I don't think I should be happy that you tried to hit my wife either." He would have never thought Hinata would do something like that; it amused him greatly.

"Stop calling me your mistress! I'm not a fucking mistress! I was fucking with you before that marriage even existed!"

The limo driver was getting nervous; the glass divider separating him and the two in the back was down, so he could hear all of the dirty words being thrown.

Sasuke noticed this predicament and quickly pressed the button, making the divider go up, blocking any sound coming from the two from the chauffeur.

"And why the hell were you about to go after her?! Huh?!", Sakura yelled, a few tears coming down her face. "You were about to go after her! Why?! You were supposed to stay by my side!"

He sighed and looked down to the ring in his hand that he was holding tightly. Yes, he was about to go after her, but…

"Fuck you and your mother!"

Sasuke slammed Sakura against the shelves, making items fall down onto the floor noisily. "Shut the fuck up, Sakura!", he hissed into her face, making shivers go down her spine.

"Let me go, let me go!", he snapped his head in the direction of the soft voice and saw that Hinata was being carried away by the redhead and a couple of other workers.

Hinata…she had snapped. Literally.

When he heard some mild sobbing, he looked back down at the pinkette. He couldn't help but feel a little remorse, but who would feel anything towards a person who got what was coming to them? He didn't know anything about the girl's mother; heck, he didn't even know she had a mother.

He had always seen her with her father, so he had only assumed that her mother wasn't around most of her life. But today he was wrong. And a bit curious as well.

"That bitch hit me.. she fucking HIT me! Who the fuck does she think she is?!", Sakura cried and held her face in her hands. Sasuke let go of her and looked down at the ring on the marble floor.

He slowly picked it up and held it between his long fingers.

When she threw her ring, he'd known she was done. Hinata had been upset at him plenty of times before, but she never had thrown her ring. This feeling inside of him was indescribable; he actually felt bad that she was upset.

But he felt even worse that she wasn't upset about him being with Sakura, but the pinkette's words towards her mother.

Sasuke gripped the ring in his hand and proceeded to go out the door. He wanted to see her, to speak with her.

He felt that he needed to apologize for Sakura. His own apology could wait for another time.

Sakura watched with teary eyes as Sasuke proceeded to go towards the exit while some of the workers asked if she was okay.

He didn't care about the pinkette right now; at the end of the day, even though they were engaged, he still had a wife. He may have screwed up his marriage, but he would be damned if he let anyone talk down on her.

Just when he was about to step out the door, the red-haired man that he despised stood in his way, a smirk plastered on his face.

Sasuke snarled at the man and proceeded to go around him, but the ginger blocked his path.

"I don't think that is a good idea, Uchiha." Sasuke was about to shove the man out of the way, but he stopped when he saw how his smirk dropped. "Seriously."

Just who the fuck did he think he was?

"She doesn't want to see you, trust me, I would know.", Sasori deadpanned. Sasuke snapped his crimson eyes to the man, but Sasori didn't waver. "I don't have much time, but I feel so sorry for your ass that I felt the need to give you some advice.", it was obvious sarcasm.

"I don't need any fucking advice from you, Sasori.", his voice held malice, but still the man didn't flinch.

Sasori waved him off and leaned against one of the large glass windows facing towards the parking lot. "No, you don't, what you need is a bitch-slap, 'cause that's what you're acting like. A bitch."

Why was he even here listening to this guy? He couldn't stand the guy, even when he used to visit Gaara in High School.

Sasori ran his fingers through his flamey locks and glanced outside at the Ferrari before looking back at the Uchiha with dull eyes. "You know what, I won't give you any advice, but I'll leave you with a heads-up." Sasuke glared hard at the man in front of him when he said that. The mischievous man smirked once again before speaking. "When the divorce is final on Monday, Hinata will be anyone's game."

Sasuke furrowed his brow, which made Sasori chuckle a bit. "What the hell is that supposed to mean?"

"Do you really think that people aren't looking at meek little Hinata? Are you so caught up in your moody-ass world that you can't seem to focus on reality?" Some of the workers came from around the corner, watching the scene; it was rare for two big-time celebs to be in a grocery store. "Hinata isn't a dime a dozen - she's Hinata. A diamond in the rough."

Sasuke smirked and folded his arms, rather amused by the conversation. "You think that that makes me upset?"

"Why wouldn't it?", Sasori asked as he looked at his fingernails. "You have competition."

"I don't give a fuck about who wants her."

Sasori smirked at the man. "Really?"

"If I did, I would have beat your ass in Paris a long time ago." That didn't mean that he didn't want to do it now, though. He still wanted to, really really badly. Trying to keep his cool was hard.

The redhead snorted. "I'm pretty sure that even if you felt the urge to, you still wouldn't have because you aren't that fucking stupid to want to go up against me in a fight." He got off the wall and stuffed his hands in his pockets. "Like I said, this is a heads-up. She's with Akatsuki and Sabaku now. If you love her, which I think that you may, you might want to think about how you really feel about your relationship with pinky over there." He gestured towards the woman, who was still staring at him with wide, teary eyes.

Sasuke glanced over at Sakura. "I don't love, Hinata."

"If that's so, why do you always seem to pop up when she's around?"

He didn't answer the redhead; he just glared. He did love the girl, but he didn't want the redhead to know.

Sasori shrugged. "Sure, a man that damages $80,000 worth of stuff in the Imperial Suite over a picture of his wife and a very, very handsome man isn't in love." Sasuke stiffened and Sasori smirked even more at this. " Just know that no one is going to care about your feelings for her once the divorce is final, not even your fucking little posse."

Sasuke frowned. "I'm not going to fall for this psychological shit, so you can stop there. They wouldn't betray me."

"Aww, little Sasuke actually trusts someone." Sasori came closer to him and whispered in his ear. "Who do you think told me about your childish behavior?"

Sasuke glared at the man again while Sasori smirked bit before walking out the door. Sasuke watched him, but his eyes shifted to the Ferrari where a young man was helping the girl put her shoe back on.

He glared hard and tried to forget the man's words as he turned and walked slowly back to Sakura, the ring still situated in his hands.

"Sasuke!"

He was getting fed up with her. "I did, Sakura.

"What does she have that I don't, Sasuke?! I've given you everything I've had! Two years, and you just forget about it! Why did you try to go to her?! Why Sasuke - ?!"

"Shut up. You're getting annoying.", he snapped at her, his voice thick as he gripped his forehead. She gasped when he told her that, but nonetheless kept her mouth shut.

The Uchiha looked out the window. His mansion was only a couple of miles away, which meant that he had about seven minutes props. Just enough time…

He turned back towards her. "I didn't think I would have to do this, Sakura, but you leave me no choice." She was confused, but held it in when she saw him about to go on. "I don't know what has been causing this outrageous behavior of yours, whether it be insecurity or just jealously, but it has been changing my perception of you this past month. Today I was able to actually see the change in you, and I am very, very disappointed.

"Firstly, let's talk about your sudden change in attitude. The woman that I fell in love with was kind, optimistic, and sometimes a little demanding. Now, as I recall from today and many weeks okay, you've been becoming a bitch –"

Sakura flinched at his words.

"- and rather clingy, which is a major turn-off for me. Sure, I like women who have their own opinions and a fiery attitude, but when that becomes traits pertaining to dependence and anger, that pretty much tells me it's time to say goodbye."

She shuddered. "W-What are you trying to say, S-"

Sasuke gave her an annoyed look, which made her quiet again.

"Furthermore, giving you a ring was a huge mistake on my end, which I'll take full responsibility for. I shouldn't have given you such a privilege. It has been giving you a big head, which is one of the reasons for your attitude. Somehow, you think that by me giving you that ring that suddenly you've become my wife - I recall marrying Hinata."

He saw her give him a look of disbelief, but he figured that she would do so as much.

Sasuke leaned forward until he was face to face with her, his nose almost touching her own as he gave her a smirk. "That's where you fucked up today, Sakura. I could have dealt with all of the other shit that has changed about you, but the fact that you actually tried to upset and fight Hinata is inexcusable. The Sakura I know would have kept her mouth shut and would have given full respect to the woman who holds the title as my wife. Having an engagement ring doesn't change the fact that you are a mistress, Sakura. You should have stayed in your place."

A beeping sound rung off in the back of the limo before a voice came through.

"We are here, sir."

The limo stopped in front of the beautiful place, and Sasuke only gave Sakura a shake of his head. "I see you in a different light, Sakura. Our relationship shouldn't have even lasted past a year."

Her heart was slowly breaking, and she felt her world spinning. "S-Sasuke, please d-"

He shushed her, that smirk still on his face. "We're wasting – no – I'm wasting time. I don't love you anymore. It's done. We're done."

The door opened and Sasuke stepped out, but Sakura caught onto his shirt. "Y-You're breaking up with me, S-Sasuke?"

He sighed and looked away from her teary face before snatching his shirt away from her and walking forward, already being bombarded by his entourage of thirty-eight people.

A young man came up to him with a clipboard in hand and a pen, a little microphone ear-piece on his face. "Status of relationship to supermodel Sakura Haruno?" They both started to walk up the steps to the entrance, his group still behind him.

Sasuke sighed and let one of the entourage members comb out his hair as he walked. "Engagement has been called off as well as relationship."

The young man nodded and talked through his earpiece. "Sasuke-sama has called off engagement to Sakura Haruno at approximately 8:12 pm. Address to local magazine editors as well as local news station – oh, and make sure to tell the chauffeur to drop her off back home or to a hotel. Watch out for signs of suicide…"

Hinata shifted under the thick bed covers when she felt something bright hit her eyelids and almost opened her eyes, but felt that the comfort of the bed was better than the atrocious sunlight coming from the small windows. Her head was pounding, still not healed from yesterday's incident. The former-Hyuuga groaned and put her face to one of the fluffy pillows on her new bed.

Of course

So she really did punch Sakura in the mouth yesterday. She was hoping it had been a dream, really…

Hinata jumped when the basement door was thrown open and the clicking of heels sounded down the basement steps.

"Time to start your day, Ms. Badass."

Hinata let out a breath when she heard Konan's impassive voice radiate throughout the room. Just when she was about to pull the covers tighter, they were ripped off, inviting the bluette to the depths of reality.

Konan smirked down at the girl, watching as she covered her eyes. "Hard to believe that you actually fought someone. I guess I better watch what I saw around you..."

Hinata sat up in the bed and pulled her knees to herself, letting her wild hair pool out over her shoulders. She would have to get it cut soon.

So everyone must've known about the fight. The former-Hyuuga mentally groaned; right now about half the world probably knew about the fight. Now she really wanted to curl up and sleep in today. Too bad everyone else had other plans…

Hinata piqued up and looked about the room. "W-Where is Ino?" Ino was usually be the first person she woke up to in the morning, and the bluette was slightly confused as to why Konan was here in her place.

The gothic woman opened the tall curtains and let in the sunlight, making the pink walls even brighter. "Ino had to leave early to get to a hearing in Osaka – this pink is atrocious. Too happy." Konan gagged and went to the other curtain.

Hinata furrowed her brows. "Oh…"

"If I didn't know any better, I would think that you aren't happy to see me. Don't worry - I won't be as hard on you today. You do have to get use to me being your agent and Publicist afterall."

"Agent and publicist?", the bluette asked.

Konan nodded. "Yes. Pein and Gaara assigned me as both - no one at the company is as skilled as me when it comes to those two things. The downside to this is that I'll be cutting into your pay, but don't worry though. I'm on the house for the first two months.", at Hinata's sour look, Konan smirked. "Anyway, get in the shower, the meeting starts in approximately " - she checked her black watch – " an hour and thirty minutes."

The bluette sighed a bit, but got up anyway and stretched. She noticed how easy it was for stretch, and soon saw that Sasori's hoodie and pants were gone off her body, replaced with a white, silk night gown.

Konan picked up an article of clothing off the floor and turned towards the stretching girl. "We need to leave in about thirty minutes though. Itachi called and said he wanted to give you a crash-lesson in being interviewed and evaluated by – what in Hail Mary's name is that?",

Hinata quirked a brow at the woman's tone of voice. "What? D-Did I do something?"

Konan folded her arms, a low smirk coming across her lips once again. "You tell me." , she tossed her Iphone to the girl and Hinata looked into the reflective covering and squeaked. That hickey was still there as vivid as day. "You got some in Paris and didn't tell me.", Konan stated.

Hinata jumped and shook her head, but that didn't stop the reprove look that Konan was sending her. "I-I didn't do anything in Paris! I-I'm still a virgin! R-Really!" Konan's look never changed though; instead a big smirk came onto the woman's glossed lips.

"I'm not the one to pry into anyone's business. Just get some makeup on that thing. Don't want the Elders thinking you're promiscuous or anything. "

The agent turned and made her way up the wooden steps while Hinata sighed a little and began to rub the back of her neck, only for her to hit a sore spot.

Damn that Sasori… He sucked like a leech.

The girl plopped back down on the bed and closed her eyes.

"I KNOW YOU'RE STILL IN BED, YOUNG LADY! GET UP BEFORE MAMA HAS TO COME AND GET YOU!", Kushina's voice rang out from the kitchen.

Hinata quickly got up and grabbed the pink robe off a hanger before rushing up the steps and out the door towards the kitchen.

A light smile crossed her face when she saw Kushina.

It was the beginning of a nice morning.

A shift in the bed is what startled Sasuke into opening his eyes and peering into the darkness. He felt a pair of arms wrap around his bare waist, and couldn't help the soft sigh that escaped from his lips when one small hands creep towards his groin.

"Are you awake, Sasuke-kun?", he heard a sultry voice utter near his ear before he felt a tongue dragging across the surface of his earlobe.

He sighed when he heard that voice. Damn.

Sasuke shrugged Karin off and got out the large bed, not wanting to give her any more to talk about. She giddy giggled and fell back onto the bed, her bare chest in full view.

Sasuke looked around for his pants, but couldn't find them in the large room. It was hard fr him to find things in the guest room anyway, especially after a night like this.

"Looking for these?"

His eyes went back towards the bed where Karin laid, was smirking as she held his grey boxers between her two fingers. Sasuke made his way over and tried to grab for them, only for it to be taken snatched from the air and replaced with her kissy-face. "Kiss me and you'll get them."

Sasuke snorted and snatched from her grasp with one swift move, earning him a playful whimper from the crimson woman. "You're no fun, Sasuke-kun, but that's what I love about you! You're so manly!", Karin giggled.

"Who the hell let you in?", he seethed as he tried to put on his underwear, but couldn't seem to do so comfortably with the redhead eyeing his manhood like a piece of meat.

Karin averted her eyes from his manhood and looked into his dark orbs while putting her hands behind her head. "I came over to visit you 'cause you didn't answer my phone calls. I had just wanted to talk, but you wanted to do other things…" She giggled, a large blush on her face.

He knew he shouldn't have drunk himself to oblivion last night. Dammit.

"Oh~ last night was a dream come true! From the moment I first met you in Paris, I thought that you were so charming and perfect! I was so happy that Kakashi-san arranged for us meet, but the way that you were ignoring me at the ball made me think you weren't interested, but now I see you were just playing hard to get! And now you leave Sakura for me! I knew my live wasn't one-sided!"

"What?", Sasuke asked as he looked for his pants. He had stopped listening when she said 'Paris'.

Karin squealed when he bent over to look under the bed. "God, I can't believe it - I just slept with freaking SASUKE UCHIHA!"

Sasuke looked over the bed in urgency. A breath of relief left him when he saw a condom wrapper on the dresser. He did not want another pregnancy scare. He hadn't even plan on sleeping with anyone until after the divorce was final on Monday, but it seems like lil' big Sasuke had other plans…

"You want to go another round?", Karin removed the covers, revealing her nude body.

God, she's so vain…

Just as he was about to tell her to get the hell out and never call him again, an unexpected guest decided to stop by.

"Good morning, my little duckey! Sorry I didn't call…you…". Mikoto's voice trailed off as she looked at the scene.

The room went quiet.

Karin screeched and covered her nude body with the covers. "M-Mrs. Uchiha?!"

Sasuke stared at his mother with wide eyes, and watched as she slowly looked from the bed at Karin to him…then her eyes lowered..

"Oh my God!", she screamed as she covered her eyes, her Dooney and Bourke bag falling to the floor.

"What the hell is the commo – sweet Jesus, Sasuke, really?!", Madara shrieked as he soon made it into the room, his eyes connecting with Sasuke Jr. as well.. "There's a great invention called underwear that comes with the bonus purchase of decency! Get some!"

Sasuke quickly covered his man-parts and looked out the open door past his two. His entire entourage just stood in the door, watching him with wide eyes as they stared at him in all of his nakedness.

Would it kill to have a peaceful morning just for once?

Not knowing what to say ,and just not caring anymore, Sasuke dropped his things on the floor and pushed past his mother and his uncle, letting his privates show.

"Idiots.", he muttered as he passed his gawking entourage. "Suigetsu!", he yelled.

A young man emerged from one of the rooms, his clipboard in hand.

"Yes sir – hello there…", his voice trailed off as he stared at his boss's junk. Suigetsu found himself smirking. "Do you, um, need some pants?"

Sasuke felt his temper flaring and almost had the urge to strangle his assistant

"If Keri-

"Karin-", Suigetsu corrected.

"-isn't out of this house in the next three minutes, I'll rip out your fucking tonsils-

"Got them removed when I was a kid-"

"I'll improvise!", Sasuke hissed and went on his way to his room.

Suigetsu sighed heavily and made his way to the guest room, not wanting to know what Sasuke's definition of 'improvising' was.

Mikoto continued screaming, the image of her son's manhood never leaving her head.

"Bye, sweetie! Good luck! Mama loves you!", Kushina yelled from the door as Hinata and Konan walked towards the Audi A8. "Make sure you eat your rice bar slowly, dear! And you, scary lady, don't you drive faster than eighty miles an hour!"

Konan smiled at the woman despite her inner distaste for her nickname. "Will do, Mrs. Namikaze."

"It's Uzumaki!",

"Whatever." Konan closed the driver door before looking over in the passenger seat at Hinata, who was eyeing her rice bar with slight hesitation. The woman sighed and cranked up the car and looked back.

The bluette looked back to the house and saw that Kushina was still standing there, waving and smiling. Hinata sadly smiled and waved back to the woman, watching as the house shrinked as they went down the road.

She didn't want to leave the red-haired woman; she was attached to her. She was getting homesick each minute the woman drove towards the Sabaku Corporation.

Konan grew tired of the silence. "Shoot it."

"I-I want to be with mothe-I mean- Kushina-san.", Hinata stuttered as she started to eat her quick breakfast.

"You'll have all the time in the world to hang out and cook with Kushina-san when you get back.", the agent replied with an even tone as she made her way onto an interstate.

After another moment of silence, Hinata couldn't take it.

"Konan, does i-it make me a bad person if I want someone not to remember something?", it came out of her mouth before she could stop it.

Konan smirked. "Hinata Hyuuga is being selfish? What is this world coming to…"

"I-I'm not being selfish, well, at least I'm not trying to!" The girl tried to defend herself, but Konan's widening smirk said that it was too late.

"I'm guessing that you're talking about 'Mama'."

Hinata nodded and started to finger the pink napkin. "I want her to get her memory back, I do, but w-when I think about it, I just, I just want her to stay the way she is now."

Konan gave her a knowing look. "You know she can't-"

"I-I know. She has a husband and a son, a whole family that loves her and that needs her. But I-I need her too and…" She didn't know what else to say after that.

"You're afraid that once she remembers everything that she'll forget about you?", it sounded more like a statement than a question, but the girl shook her head. "If not that than what?"

Hinata sighed and leaned her head to the window, making sure to be careful so as to not disturb her head injury. "The real her wants me to be with her son, Naruto, but I don't want to be with him. I don't even want to be near him. I'm afraid that when she gets that me and Naruto aren't going to be together that she'll find another mate for her son, and I'll be f-forgotten."

Konan nodded a little. "So instead of wanting the man without in-laws, you want the in-laws but not the man?"

The bluette nodded, her point finally being made. "Y-Yes, that's it! I-I want the in-laws -"

"-but you can't have he in-laws if you aren't with the man.", Konan stated, which knocked Hinata off her high-horse.

"I-I know…", Hinata whispered, clenching her first. "But still…"

Konan looked over at the deflated girl and sighed heavily. "You shouldn't be worrying about her gaining her memory right now; she lost it, when, yesterday? How long will it be until she gets it back?"

"A-About three months.", Hinata murmured.

"See, three months is a long time. Cheer up." The bluette stayed pressed up against the window, which annoyed the woman a bit. "Right now.", she hissed, and the girl sat up.

Konan was right; three months was a long time from now. Hinata sighed and calmed down a bit, then she realized where they were headed. And she started to freak out.

"T-T-The meeting! I-I'm not ready!" The girl started to fumble around in the car until she grabbed Konan's bag from the back seat and pulled out a comb.

She quickly combed the indigo locks, but stopped and yelped a bit when she combed bruise on her head.

"o-ow.."

The comb was pulled from the girl and thrown in the back. Hinata looked back towards her agent with wide eyes.

"W-Why did you-"

"The meeting starts in an hour! You'll have plenty of time to do all of those…things that you girls do."

"W-What do you mean by that?", Hinata asked as she tried to straighten out her silk, lavender blouse.

Konan stuck her nose in the air and passed by a couple of cars in her area. "You should already know by now that real women like myself are not concerned with the likes of such, how do you put it,girly things such as neon makeup and combs-"

"That c-comb came from your bag-"

"That was Ino's comb. Combs care so many germs and bacterias that I just dont use them anymore - I let my stylist handle my hair."

"So you don't u-use combs?", Hinata asked as she looked out the windows at the buildings passing by.

Konan shook her head as if the girl's answer was ridiculous. "I used to, but I know better. Hopefully we can get you a hair stylist asap.."

Hinata couldn't tell if that was an insult or not.

The woman continued on. "I understand, you are still a child, Hinata, a nineteen year old child. Until you reach the legal drinking age, you will not be able to experience the joy us real women have in the society."

"S-Sakura is twenty-one.", Hinata stated.

"Haruno is not a real woman. I said real. Insert real.", Konan became offended easily, which made the girl laugh. "Real women are always calm, cool, and collected in any situa- what in the fucking name of Jashin is this?!" The car swerved to a stop in front of the entrance of Sabaku Corporation.

Hinata looked to see what Konan was yelling about and soon her throat went dry.

A lot of construction men were set up, right next to the building. Hinata could see that the structure of the building was being made and her eyes immediately shifted to the white banner stuck in front of the construction site.

Omona Gyangu Site : Main Gang Corporation in Process.

The building was being built right next to Sabaku Corporation.

"No, this cannot be fucking happening!", the woman grabbed her bag from the back and slammed the car door behind her; Hinata jumped out as well and followed the raging woman towards the building.

She didn't know what to think at this point. The four men that she was trying to avoid were going to be right beside the place that she would work in. It seemed like she would never avoid them; they would always be entwined in her life.

A young man was coming out of the building at the moment of the woman's rage, and he stopped when he saw the two. Konan shifted her deadly gaze towards the man, who instantly froze when he saw her.

"G-Good morning, Kon-" He was cut off when a pair of keys hit his forehead as the gothic woman passed him into the building.

"Park my car!", she growled as she stormed into the building. Hinata gave the poor man an apologetic smile before rushing after the woman.

"D-Do you even know him?!", the bluette asked as she tried to keep up, but she was ignored.

The employees running around stopped and glanced at the woman and tried to scurry away, but her voice stopped them.

"Don't try and run now, you incompetent, soulless, imps!", her voice rung out in the room, making every employee stop and hurriedly come towards her. All ninety of them stopped in front of them, their eyes shifting from her glaring face. "I leave this place for three days, THREE days, and you all manage to screw it up-"

"We didn't! We did our jobs!" The man lifted up his files. "See! I sorted through some of the designs here..and here...!", he laughed nervously.

Konan still wasn't happy with that and growled, making every employee shiver from fear of losing their job. "You know that's not what I'm talking about! I'm talking about that!", she pointed out the large glass window at the construction site. "I told you ningens to purchase that land months ago! What the hell happened!"

Hinata was amazed at how quiet they were. One of them raised their hands.

"We were told to cancel the purchase and use the money to expand the break room-"

"THE BREAKROOM! Seriously! That's just outrageous", Konan threw down her bag, making each and every one of them flinch. Hinata grabbed the woman's shoulder, a little scared of her rampage also. "You care more about indulging yourself in food and air more than you do about the secrecy of this company?! I didn't order you to do such a stupid thing!"

"Kankuro did!", a voice seeped out in the crowd.

"So you listen to him over your loyal, hardworking maiden?!"

A hand rose slowly once again, and Konan pointed to the woman. "H-He's the boss's brother. W-We had no choice!"

Konan seethed for a minute before putting her hand on her hip, her frown still there. "Get out of my sight, you sick mortals." They didn't even listen to the whole statement before running back to their work stations.

"I don't know how I put up with this.", Konan sighed and grabbed Hinata before she stormed to the elevator. "When I get to Kankuro…"

Hinata nervously shook when the elevator doors closed.

This was it; she was about to go up against some mad dogs soon, the Elders. Her nerves were ready to hop around it seemed, which is why she looked at the elevator keypad and started to add up the numbers she saw…

One plus two is three…three plus two is five…five plus..

"Don't do that.", Konan stated, knocking her out of the slight daze. Hinata nodded and started to finger her rice bar. This was getting bad; her heart felt like it was about to leap out her chest.

With a ding, the large doors opened, and the sweet scent of cherry fragrance came to the bluette's senses. The floor looked busy; people were literally running around from room to room, papers stacked up to their chins and steaming coffee cups being delivered on trays.

The first face that Hinata saw was the woman sitting at the desk beside the large office door, Matsuri.

Konan dragged her to the desk, her eyes on the brunette in front of her. "Do you know about what's going on next door?"

"The whole floor does!", Matsuri exclaimed as she picked up the ringing phone and answered with a smile despite her frantic stature. "Sabaku Corporation of Design, how may I help you?"

"Where's Kankuro?", Konan asked silently; Matsuri pointed towards the break room and went back to her conversation on the phone. The agent turned towards Hinata, who was still nervously shaking. "Go down to the end of the hall and turn left." With that, she left the former-heiress.

Hinata shuddered a bit and looked around as people passed by her on the crowded floor. She could feel herself closing inside, her heart beating too hard. She was so nervous that she could feel her ears burning again. She could see the looks of worry crossing the employees face as they passed her, but ignored them.

Matsuri looked up again and her eyes widened when she saw the woman. "Hinata Hyuuga! I-It's you! Again!" , she deliberately hung up the phone on the man calling and jumped up out of her seat. "I'm so sorry for how I acted from before - it's just that my favorite celebrities hardly even come in - and I just think that you're so amazing!" Matsuri glopped.

This, however, only made Hinata overwhelmed. She smiled a little at the woman, but Matsuri continued to ramble.

"- I was so angry that that scum bag Uchiha got engaged to that model Sakura – you two are meant to be- you don't know how happy I was when he called off their engagement! I knew he was still in love with you!"

Hinata's eyes widened a bit. "W-What did you just say?" It can't be true…

Matsuri nodded quickly and squealed. "Yup, last night is when he did it! It was all over the internet! Should be on television right now! – and that fight that happened yesterday- which by the way you totally won!"

Hinata was speechless. Sasuke and Sakura were over? That couldn't be right.

Just as she was about to ask the girl if she was sure, a ding sounded from the elevator behind her.

" – she thinks that I'm not fucking responsible enough to take care of Aira! Seriously, I take care of my daughter – ", Hidan began, taking the first step out of the elevator.

Sasori tiredly fixed his tie as he stepped off next. "Only when you're not arranging Tarzan nights."

Hidan gave the redhead a grin. "You're still mad about me fucking with your drink! I told you, my bad! I didn't know you couldn't hold your fucking liquor!"

"Fuck you." Sasori deadpanned as he glanced around the hall past the swooning women, and caught Hinata's eye. She saw a small smile form on his lips. "There's my partner in crime.",

Sasori greeted to the bluette when he saw her, but then looked down and saw her rice bar. "Oo, give me it!"

Hinata gave him a light smile and handed him her bar, letting him finish the rest of it. Her nervousness going out the window at this point.

Hidan grinned at her. "Well, if it isn't Ms. Badass. " She was getting used to his curses by now, and just offered him a light smile. "I thought you were a shitty goody-two shoes, but you've shocked the hell outta me! You knocked the fuck out of that bitch!"

Hinata blushed , not knowing if that was something to be proud of.

"I just downloaded it! It's so epic!", Matsuri exclaimed. Some of the employees and Hidan rushed over and crowded around the desk, eager to see the video as well.

This was not what she wanted…not at all. She could see it now… Hinata Hyuuga and Sakura Haruno get into a huge Cat fight…or something like that..

Sasori grabbed her hand and started to lead her down the long hallway. "You need all the prep time you can get." She agreed with him on that, she did need it.. "You alright? You bombed on me yesterday."

Hinata looked down at her heel-clad feet as they walked. "S-Sorry about that. I was just a little overwhelmed by the..um."

He smirked at her sudden shyness and Hinata couldn't help but blush harder at his stare.

"You said you wanted me to value as one my friends, but I can't do that if you don't let me in, Hinata." Her lavender orbs widened a bit and her heart raced when he said that. "Next time just let me be there for you, okay?"

It was hard for her to let anyone into her world. She had always tried to keep her problems and her secrets to herself; no one had even known about how Sasuke treated her in their marriage but Konan, and that was only because the gothic woman was her personal assistant, always there by her side…

It was going to be hard for her to let the locks come off of the cage that she had locked herself in-

"Okay?", Sasori repeated when they stopped in front of the door at the end of the hall. She looked up into his eyes and saw that they had softness about them. Hesitantly, she nodded and felt his hand intertwined with hers.

She watched as he smiled down at her for a moment before opening the door; her eyes stayed on his face though as she watched him with admiration.

It would be hard, but she would try.

If only just for him.

Sasuke emerged from his room, clad in his sweatpants, and walked down the tall staircase to the main room. It seemed like today just wasn't his day; he could still smell the ginger scent of the woman he was in bed with.

He didn't understand why, but he was feeling rather sluggish, like something bad was going to happen. His eye started to twitch a bit when he made his way down the last step onto the marble floor of the room where his mother sat alongside his uncle. He could feel the danger coming.

To his surprise, his mother remained quiet and interested herself in the large portrait of Hinata and himself on the wall.

Sasuke looked over the quiet pair before grabbing the remote off the coffee table and popping on the television, ready for the agonizing silence to go away.

He later regretted that idea.

The flat-screen was left on a gossip station, and the words that blasted out of the tv caught their attention.

"-the blogs are talkin', and so are we, about the fight, or more like beat-down, between the former-Heiress Hinata Hyuuga and mega-super model Sakura Haruno on yesterday inside of Rigan Grocery! The fight was recorded and posted this morning on Youtube, receiving a whopping 5 million views in just two hours of the post! We – "

Sasuke hurriedly changed channel, but was also associated with the topic as well.

"It's official - Supermodel Sakura Haruno and former 'Hottest Male' Sasuke Uchiha are no more. A member of Uchiha's entourage stated in an exclusive interview with us that that the couple split just last night. Many speculate that the cause of this breakup is due to the fight that occurred between Haruno and Hinata Hyuuga, this year's upcoming celebrity ! Another rumor is that the power couple split due to Sasuke's conflicted feelings for Hinata, who is allegedly dating Sasori Hitachiin, proud member of Akatsuki and a close relative to the great and dashing Gaara Sabaku. Does Sasuke still have feelings for his estranged wife? Or could this split be a result of the incident that occurred just one night ago- "

Sasuke muted the television and started to stare at the pictures flashing on the screen of the night in Hotel Ritz Paris. His eyes hardened when he saw Sasori and Hinata smiling at the camera from table of the celebration along with the Sabaku siblings, bright smiles on their faces.

He became mesmerized by how she looked so happy; so happy without him. Her dark, indigo hair ran down her shoulders in waves, complimenting her white gown and highlighting her skin. His eyes soon shifted to the redhead beside her, who was smirking at camera with his arm leaning against Hinata's chair. Sasuke's left eye twitched.

"I'm very disappointed in you, Sasuke."

His eyes snapped to his mother, who wore an emotionless mask along with his uncle.

He scoffed and plopped down in one of the chairs. "I thought you hated Sakura."

Mikoto frowned at him. "Don't put words in my mouth, Sasuke. I never said I didn't like her. I just thought that she wasn't right for you-"

"And you were right, she wasn't. I made a good decision for my career. So why are you disappointed again?", Sasuke asked as he propped his feet up in the chair, letting his dark eyes show his apparent boredom in the conversation.

"You're not being mature and in order to be the CEO, you must have some kind of respect for yourself and others.", Madara stated evenly.

Sasuke rolled his eyes at that comment. "You're looking at him right now. Me. CEO remember?", he stated as he pointed to himself.

Mikoto sighed. "Yes, you are doing a wonderful job in running the business, Sasuke-"

"But?", he mused.

"- you're not representing it very well. These fights that are happening-"

"That wasn't my fault-"

"You were associated with it! That, and now this sudden break up with Sakura is making Uchiha look the powerhouse for gossip! Uchiha was created to be a strict business without all of the speculations from the media.", Mikoto muttered, feeling uncomfortable with the situation.

Sasuke thought over what he had heard for a minute before looking back at his mother. "So... you're saying that I'm too famous to run Uchiha?"

Mikoto and Madara simultaneously looked at each other before turning back to the young man and nodding.

Sasuke started to become annoyed with them. "The whole world knows Itachi and he ran Uchiha -"

"Yeah, well you don't see Itachi sleeping with multiple women and running around town getting into fights-" Madara started, his eyes changing colors.

"I didn't fight - "

"You're guilty by association!", Mikoto finally yelled in frustration. "You need to change this cocky attitude and grow up, you hear me!" Sasuke glared at his mother, but closed his mouth and gave a grim nod. She stood up and grabbed her purse. "I'll talk to you when you apologize!"

"To whom and for what, mother?", Sasuke asked tiredly as he watched go towards the door.

"To your wife!", she called over her shoulder and went to open the door, but stopped when she saw the portrait of him and Hinata on the wall. "Madara – grab that off the wall. I think it can fit in the car if we lean our seats up a bit."

Mikoto walked out the door, nose in the air, leaving Madara and Sasuke in the room.

The Uncle sighed, but grabbed the very large picture off the wall and turned towards the Uchiha once more.

"Fix it, Sasuke.", with that, he left out the door, the large portrait in hand.

Sasuke huffed, but let their words marinate his mind. He didn't know what to do right now - he didn't feel like getting ready for work. Today just wasn't his day. His mother and Madara proved that to be true.

So he gripped his remote and watched the pictures roll across the screen.

The last picture they showed was of him and the bluette dancing. He paused it right there, and stared at it, admiring how both of his and her eyes came together.

Like Ying and Yang.