Some guy I don't know is telling people he's my brother… I'm scarred!

Disclaimer- Scarred people don't own anything! –cries-

Sasuke looked out the window longingly, waiting for his wife to come back home. He was not enjoying his bachelor part at all. It had been going fine until some male exotic dancers decided to crash the place, saying that now Sasuke was married that they had nothing to dance for. It had taken a lot of alcohol to make them go away.

So far there had been lots of drinking and loud music. He didn't hang out with the other guys for reason and that reason was that they were wasting precious time doing absolutely nothing.

A few hours had passed by while he looked out the window, waiting for Hinata to appear. He wanted to see her pale eyes, short dark hair, and petite body. If he could have things his own way, they would be spending the day together. He wanted to show her that he could be a good husband because so far he hadn't. 'This could have been the perfect day.'

Finally he saw her. She was walking towards their home, but something was different. She seemed to be walking with more confidence then normally… Did he just see her wink at the delivery boy!

He rubbed his eyes; maybe he had been seeing things. He had been drinking a little, of course not enough to get him drunk. Last thing he needed was yet another wife. (He was barely managing with all the blood his lost from one wife. Two would kill poor Sasuke.)

He looked out the window again. She wasn't in his sight range anymore. There was a knock on the door and he almost jumped. 'Hinata has a key, it couldn't be her.' He reminded himself.

All around him Naruto and the rest of the guys began to whisper and bustle around. Sasuke got up to answer the door but Kiba and Shino stopped him. "Hey, this is my house, get out of my way!"

The two shrugged and let Sasuke pass but by then Naruto had already opened the door and let who ever it was in. 'Why does he think he can answer my door and let who ever he wants in my apartment!' An already annoyed Sasuke was reaching his breaking point.

"Because this is a bachelor party, we thought it would only be proper if we all got you what you really want. Of course seeing how you've been married for awhile now it's not that big of a deal now…" Kakashi announced with a smile showing Sasuke who Naruto had let in.

It was Hinata, only it wasn't Hinata. He hid his confusion well behind his mask but inside he was screaming and yelling. This girl was the exact twin of his wife; she was even wearing her trademark coat. But he had the presence of a stranger lingering over her.

"What are all of you idiots doing?" He asked impassively. The girl, who was not his wife, squealed and practically bulldozed everyone over to get to him. She squeezed him like one would their favorite doll.

"Hey-!" He tried to complain but she only hugged him tighter. "OHMIGHOSH!" She squealed. Whatever resemblance that he had seen between her and Hinata shattered in that very instant.

"YOU'RE SASUKE UCHIHA!" She yelled letting go, pointing her finger right in his face. He only glared. 'Fan girls, what a bother.' (Hmm… That sort of sounds like Shikamaru right there -sweat-)

"Is there a particular reason you brought this idiot here?" "Hey that's not very nice! I just so happened to be one of the smartest strippers at my 1-800 number!" Every guy in the room cringed.

"Well you two better get started. I suppose the bed room would be a sufficient place?" The girl nodded and started to drag the Uchiha. "Hey, wait!" He yelled taking back his arm. "Why do we have to go into the bedroom?"

The way that he was glaring everyone only Kakashi had the guts to answer back. He didn't bother to put his book away or even look up from it before he started talking. Apparently something very "exciting" must have just happened.

"You're going into the bedroom because it would make no sense if all of us went in there and you two stayed out here." "Why do I have to be alone with her?" Sasuke asked gritting his teeth.

"This stripper was chosen for a specific reason. Don't tell me you didn't notice she looks exactly like Hinata." The dark haired boy couldn't fight his blush but hid it with anger. "Yes I noticed, what's the point!"

Kakashi starred at him for a moment before grinning. "Okay then, if you don't mind us all seeing a replica of your wife naked we'll all watch her together." Sasuke smacked his teacher in the head then took the girl by the hand and lead her to his room. He gave the others a look letting them know just who he would kill them if they tried to take a peek.

The girl placed a chair in the middle of the room and beckoned for Sasuke to sit in it. He really didn't want to be there. It felt weird and wrong. Sure she looked like his wife but she wasn't.

"When they told me that I looked just like your wife I totally freaked. Everyone knows about you where I come from. You're like a sex god!" 'Sex god? I've only done it once and she was too drunk to remember what happened.'

"I used to have long hair but they said your wife had short hair so I cut it all off. This is so gonna be worth it." He didn't like the sound of her voice just then as she came closer and closer to him.

"Hey-!" He tried to complain when she sat on his lap but she cut him short with a kiss. His eyes widened as she rubbed against him and took off her jacket, reveling she only had a bra on under.

The perverted side of himself that he had been denying so much awoken and began to kiss the stripper back. It just felt so good. He let his hands wonder her body as she did the same to him.

Finally she broke away and laced her fingers with his noticing his wedding band with a frown. She didn't say anything and they just continued with there activities while she, unbeknown to him, pulled off his ring and let it drop to the ground.

Hinata silently watched the ring fall to the floor. She didn't take her eyes off of it until it stopped rolling around completely. When she looked up Sasuke was starring at her with panic in his eyes as the girl who looked like her kissed his neck.

I said you were going to hate me for this. I'm sorry! Please review anyways and remember: I accept flames with love.