Hi! Sorry for the late-ish update... I ran into a bit of snafus. Um... oopsy-boopsy?

Characters belong to Masashi Kishimoto. I made them OOC. Like I stated before, you don't like OOC-ness, don't read. It's otherwise a waste of your time.

You may have already read chapter 5. It's been completely redone. Wasn't too happy with the way it had turned out. This story frustrates me. I think I'm getting tired of it. Damn... I was trying to hold out on writing a few more chapters, but my train of thought has run out of steam. I'm sorry if you've gotten really into this story, but... uh... instead of weekly updates, you'll probably see bi-weekly to monthly ones. Of course, I'll update the moment I come up with something, but for now that looks somewhat improbable, though I came up with this chapter in a day after posting the previously original (and story-damaging) chapter 5...

Previously, on "Onegai, Senpai"...

The Uchiha slowly unbuttoned her shirt, his mouth watering at the sight of her satin white bra and milky white skin. Before he could advance any further, he froze in place.

"S-senpai?" Hinata whimpered.

Chapter 5: Probable recipe for disaster

Sasuke quickly removed his hands and tried his hardest to feign innocence. He looked at Hinata from the corner of his eye and let the air out of his constricted lungs. She was still asleep. Before he could unhook her brassiere, he heard her voice calling out to him again.

"S-so c-cold, Senpai... I-I'm s-so c-cold..."

And Sasuke couldn't believe what he was just about to do. He was a monster! To take advantage of his sleeping hime... he was no better than his brother or Orochimaru, or Jiraiya. How could he even think of molesting her?

Inner Chibi Sasuke nodded his head in disbelief. 'You're a wimp, Sasuke. You have her on your bed and you can't even do anything. You're never gonna get some.'

Sasuke ignored the voice in his head as he buttoned her shirt back up and tucked her back underneath the covers. At least his conscious was at ease. It was unfortunate that his groin was not. Sasuke had never raced faster to the bathroom in his life. He frowned. Was there such a thing as masturbating too much? He took out the framed picture of Hinata he kept in his medicine cabinet and worked his way through another shameless and unfulfilling orgasm.

'You're killing me, Hinata! Killing me!'

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Over at another part of town, Neji was freaking out. It was minutes before dinnertime and Hinata hadn't come home yet. Hiashi was still in Grass Country but he had entrusted Hinata's safety in his hands. 'Yes,' he told himself. 'Hinata is a Jounin now and in no need of bodyguards flanking her every side.' But she was still his sweet little cousin! It took every ounce of his willpower not to kill Kiba or Shino every time a training session brought Hinata back with a few scratches.

Things weren't looking good. An hour had passed since dinner had started, and there was no sign of Hinata. The dishes were getting cold and bellies were getting hungrier. You see, no one ate until Hinata took the first bite. Not even Hiashi. (Hinata was unaware of this.)

Neji slammed his palms against the dinner table. As Hiashi's nephew and right-hand man, he gave out the proclamation. "Code Red, the Heiress is MISSING! We will send out all available Hyuugas at ONCE! Teams 1, 2, and 3, search the western perimeters of Konoha and the Inuzuka home! 4, 5, and 6, you will take the north side and stop by Naruto's apartment (the Hyuugas knew of Hinata's crush and made it a point to scowl at the young man for being so oblivious to her affections). 7, 8, and 9- go east and question her Aburame teammate! 10 and 11, come with me. We'll search the south. The elderly and the children will stay behind in case Hinata-sama comes home. Sound the gongs when she comes home safely! Let's MOVE! There's no time to waste!"

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Far away, in Grass Country, Hiashi was in his hotel room, ready to enjoy the regional delicacies. He gave a quick prayer, dipped his chopsticks into a glass of water, and got ready to eat. Bringing a steaming hot piece of namako (sea cucumber) to his lips, he blew on it quickly before placing it before a framed picture of his daughter.

"Say, AAH, Hina-hime! Isn't this the delicious num-nums? Daddy loves his little girl!" he cooed, pro-offering the morsel of food to the glass of his daughter's picture's lips. After performing that ritual (something he did every time he had to leave his pride and joy for several days or more), he started to eat his own meal.

Yes, Hiashi was a bit eccentric in matters that concerned his little heiress, but a loving father nonetheless.

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Back in the southern part of Konoha, Sasuke was making dinner for his guest. After being out for so long, he figured Hinata would have an appetite. Unfortunately, Sasuke wasn't such a good cook.

It wasn't long before the acrid smell of burning rice brought a curious Hinata out of bed and into the kitchen. "S-senpai? W-what am I doing here?"

Sasuke drooled at the sight of Hinata and her disheveled clothing cutely rubbing the sleep from her eyes. "Um, you fainted earlier today." 'Please remember the favor you asked me, please remember the favor you asked me,' he chanted in his head, not liking that Hinata could have forgotten something so important!

Hinata's blood rushed to her face. "Ahh, Senpai! I-I'm so s-sorry! The lesson! I hope I didn't cause you any inconvenience s-sleeping here! Oh, I must have wasted so much of your time!"

'Like you wouldn't believe!' cried Inner Chibi Sasuke.

'If only you knew,' agreed Sasuke.

"Ah, it was nothing at all, Hinata-chan," he said, lying through his teeth and ignoring the now blackened pieces of what used to be chicken frying on a pan. 'Unless you think slight chafing isn't problematic...'

"A-ano, Senpai... m-may I?"

"Huh?"

Hinata timidly walked closer to Sasuke, removing the apron from his waist. He nearly passed out from being so close to her again!

'She's undressing us!' Inner Chibi Sasuke screamed. Of course, that happiness was short-lived as she donned the apron herself. 'She's a COCK-TEASE!' Inner Chibi Sasuke cursed.

"Let m-me cook for you? Please?"

How could he say no? Housewife Hinata making him a meal? That was one of his most FAVORITE fantasies of all time! He nodded his head and watched her in action from a seat at the dinner table. Within the next forty-five minutes, a new batch of rice was cooked and placed into a bowl, nikujaga (beef stew with potatoes) boiling happily in a clay pot, and some pickled daikon and radishes set aside.

There was a frantic knock at the door just as Hinata was bringing dinner to the table. Sasuke opened it, revealing an extremely upset and psychotic Neji with an intent to kill.

And that's where I'm leaving off for now. Yeah, cliffy-schmiffy. You hate them, I hate them, but I have brain farts so I need them. Not an overly funny chapter, I know this, you know this, but like I said before, my brain is running on empty! Sorry for the deleted chapter, like I said earlier, I wasn't too happy with it. Truly, you weren't missing out on much.