Hey all! I am back, as promised! I bet some of you were worried I'd make another 6 year disappearance again eh?

My sincerest apologies! Once again the damned writer's block got to me after I was done with my exams.

But thanks to all your wonderful reviews I didn't have the heart to leave you for too long! Special shoutout to spring fragrance for her very sweet review that made me tear up :') I swear I have the best, most supportive readers ever. How can I ever abandon you all T_T

Any who, without further ado, hope you guys enjoy the new chapter!

Something doesn't feel… right.

"Hm?" Hiashi raised a questioning brow at his daughter as he swirled the steaming cup of tea in his hand.

"You seem troubled. Should I not have come?"

"Ah, no, no! I am glad you came to visit!" Hinata shook her head and chuckled awkwardly, quickly averting her scrutinising eyes.

"That's good to hear." The patriarch hummed, quietly sipping the fresh brew. "My old heart would not be able to take it if you were to cast me aside one day. After all, I raised you all on my own you know."

"With the help of 7 servants..." Hinata mumbled under her breath.

"I heard that cheeky remark." Hiashi narrowed his eyes.

"O-Oh?"

"I'll have you know the servants were only in charge of managing the grooming and diapers when you were toddlers. I had no choice! You do not know awful it was. Hanabi was a colicky little thing and her waste was akin radioactive material fit for terrorism."

Radioactive? Terrorism?

"Ano… that seems a little –"

"Nevertheless!" Hiashi fiercely interjected. "I went through hell and high water to make sure you girls were properly cared for, juggling the clan's affairs and fatherhood is no easy feat mind you."

Emotional blackmail… as expected, tou-san definitely has an ulterior motive up his sleeve.

"I am grateful, tou-san." Hinata bowed respectfully with a small knowing smile on her lips, having seen right through her father's embarrassingly transparent endeavour.

"By the way, I've been meaning to ask..." She pointed at the paper bag he had suspiciously tucked and hid under his arm.

"This? Well…" Hiashi cleared his throat, shifting in discomfort as he very cautiously picked up the bag in question.

"This is for you."

"Oh!" Hinata gleefully clapped her hands together, touched by the gesture. "Tou-san! Thank you!"

"You're welcome, my dear."

How sweet! She couldn't help but feel guilty about mistrusting her poor father. Could it be that his shifty attitude was simply due to him being nervous about handing her a gift? Adorable!

Hinata reached into the paper bag, hastily fishing for her gift like an excited child on Christmas day. Feels like… a book?

"You really shouldn't have… Oh my –!" She shrieked, nearly launching the book through the roof the moment she set eyes on it.

"Careful! It's expensive!" Hiashi hopped onto his heels and skilfully caught the precious merchandise, sighing in relief as the book appeared unharmed.

"T-Tou-san… y-you…" Hinata buried her red face in her palms, her quivering voice laced with disbelief.

"Y-You brought me pornography?!"

"N-Nonsense! Perish the thought!" Hiashi passionately argued, his lean cheeks tainted pink in embarrassment, clearly offended by the accusation. "This is merely a guidebook for women!"

"T-Then e-explain that obscene cover page!"

Icha-Icha Tactics, Special Edition! A Female's Guide to Paradise and Penises!

The cover showcased a rather racy illustration of a woman donned in a kimono that was practically falling apart, with a rather large, grotesquely drawn sausage crammed between her legs.

"That is simply an educational caricature!"

"For god's sake Tou-san! You can't be serious!" Hinata groaned in exasperation. "Why would you even bring me this book?!"

"Now Hinata, don't get upset. I am not blaming you at all but…" Hiashi paused, as though carefully contemplating his next sentence.

"It has been more than a year and I am getting old… who knows how much longer I have left?"

"Tou-san what are you getting at?"

"I want my grandchildren."

"E-Excuse me?!"

"Don't get upset my dear, I told you I don't blame you! It is… my fault. I have sheltered you too much. I could never bring myself to teach you about the birds and the bees."

"I am truly grateful for that, believe me." Hinata chuckled awkwardly as she massaged her temples, attempting to relieve her growing headache.

"B-But I am fully aware of how babies are made! I don't need to read smut!"

After all, she already has her own mountainous collection hidden in her underwear drawer. What more could she possibly have left to learn? Especially from a book written by a legendary pervert given to her by her father?!

"Now, now don't be so quick to dismiss knowledge. You may be aware of the basics but perhaps you could learn a bit more about positioning. Your mother and I had trouble too, you know. It was only after we tried it upside down –"

"Tou-san, please!" The poor woman pressed tightly against her stinging ears, desperately trying to spare herself from further trauma.

"I know it is a hard pill to swallow, but it is important for you to learn. Now tell me, have you noticed any mechanical problems with Sasuke-kun's equipment? It has been a big worry of mine since I've heard all those stories of him going through some ghastly experiments."

"I…" Hinata could no longer feel her face, her head had become so engorged with blood that she felt dizzy.

"I need to… use the toilet." She swayed back and forth as she rose to her trembling feet and slowly shuffled out of the living room.

"This is the second time you've gone to the toilet since I arrived. Are your pelvic muscles weak? Make sure to exercise them regularly! It's imperative for childbearing and also makes for a better love-making experience!"

…Perhaps this is what it's like to be caught in an endless loop of Tsukuyomi torture.

Sasuke returns home a very horny, but very tired man.

The mission, for many reasons was excruciating. As much as he longed for some sensual healing, he simply did not have the energy to make his move. He could only pray for Hinata to pounce this time around.

If there is a God, he would open this door and be greeted by his drunk, disinhibited wife yet again.

With a heavy, hopeful sigh, Sasuke swung the front door open, his dark tired eyes darting around the hallway.

Nothing but empty space.

As expected, there is no God.

He grunted in dissatisfaction and kicked off his shoes before dragging his feet across the hall, too fatigued to even announce his arrival or call out to his wife.

He stopped at the entrance of the living room, curiously peeking as he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure through the corner of his eyes.

His lips curled into a mischievous smirk as he watched a slender frame bending over the coffee table, the creases of their white kimono perfectly outlining the print of their round, plump ass.

His right hand began to twitch vigorously with a sudden rush of energy, his exhaustion overcome by a fervent desire to tease.

He quietly skittered across the room, his smirk growing wider and wider with each step he took towards his oblivious target.

He reached out with his left arm and quickly hooked it around their waist as he pressed himself against their back.

"I am home." He whispered as he readied his right hand and eagerly slapped it across their firm buttock. He chuckled as he felt their body tense up in his hold.

"Surprised?"

"Yes, very much so." A deep, gruff voice resounded in reply.

Sasuke stiffened; beads of cold sweat began to form on the soles of his feet as he experienced a rather horrifying déjà vu.

Against his better judgement he craned his neck forward, peering at the face of the person he had just brazenly spanked.

"Excuse me, Sasuke-kun." Hyuga Hiashi cleared his throat, turning back to look at this pale son-in-law whilst holding a porcelain cup in one hand and a teapot in the other, his expression was a mixture of confusion and devastation.

Truly, there is no God

"Would you mind? I would like to pour myself a second cup." Despite the appalling situation, Hiashi spoke with impeccable composure, almost as though he was completely unbothered.

Sasuke on the other hand, felt as though his soul has left his body. He was so utterly shaken that he could not bring himself to move. For a few moments that felt like an eternity, he stayed plastered to his father-in-law with his arm around his torso and his hand still fixed on his bottom.

And just as he thought that things could not get any worse,

"A-Ano, Sasuke…?"

A wide eyed Hinata arrived at the scene.

"H-Hinata," Sasuke gulped audibly, frantically shaking his head at his wife who was clearly dumbfounded.

"This is not what it looks like!"

As Sasuke was finally able to peel himself off of Hiashi's back and desperately explain himself to Hinata, Hiashi simply stayed still, silently observing the shady Uchiha.

Sasuke-kun… do you prefer my buttocks over my daughter's?

It seems like his son-in-law is indeed the reason why he has yet to become a grandfather.

"Stop pouting!" Hinata giggled at her sulking husband who refused to look at her since this evening's incident.

"Go away." Sasuke was curled up on his side of the bed, turning his back to his very amused wife.

"I wish to be alone."

"Is this how you're going to treat your doting wife, hm?" She lightly tugged on his reddened ear. "Are you going to ignore me all night?"

"Yes."

"Sasuke!" She inched closer to him and wrapped her arms around his chest.

"Don't be like that," She brushed her lips across the back of his neck and felt him soften in her hold.

"So what if you got enticed by my father's butt? He has a very nice butt!"

"It's not like that!" Sasuke growled, spinning around to scowl at the audacious Hyuga.

"I told you! You have the same rear ends! I was confused!"

"Rear ends?" His blush deepened as she burst out laughing, intensifying his shame.

"You're so cute!"

"Enough!" Sasuke barked, burying his face in his pillow. "You are a cruel woman."

"Alright, alright I'll stop. I promise. Let's talk about something else, okay?" She ran her hand through his thick black hair, lightly scraping his scalp with her fingers, coaxing him.

"Hn." He purred and shifted closer to her warmth, unable to fight against her gentle persuasion.

Damn her and her wicked hold on him.

"How did the mission go?"

"It was abysmal, as it always is with those two. Always getting on my nerves." He hummed in satisfaction, his eyes fluttering close as her hand worked its way to massage the base of his neck.

"The worst part was we were asked to bring the convicts all the way back to the land of lightning."

"That must have been fun!"

"Please," Sasuke scoffed. "I hated every minute I spent over there."

"Is that so? I would've loved to go."

"To the land of lightning?"

"Well, anywhere really. Don't get me wrong, I love Konoha but… I just haven't gone anywhere in so long."

"I see." He frowned.

Once again, he is rudely awakened to more of his neglect as a husband.

When they got married, he'd asked her to quit being a shinobi. At the time he didn't give much thought into what she would be giving up. The progress she had made throughout the years, the team mates she had grown attached to, the places she could've gone; he didn't think about what she had left behind.

He didn't want her to get hurt he said. He didn't want to lose her he said. And she agreed to it without a fight.

She must have felt so lonely. But never once, did she hold it against him.

As usual, she always puts him and his selfish needs first.

"Hinata." He grabbed her shoulder and pulled her close as he looked her in the eyes with an abrupt seriousness.

"Y-Yes?" She blinked at him quizzically, surprised by his change in demeanour.

"Let's go on a vacation."

"Really?!" He felt his heart flutter as she instantly lit up with excitement.

"Where should we go?"

"Ah well, I was thinking maybe," Sasuke coughed, guiltily averting his eyes. "Somewhere… with a beach?"

"Yes!" She squealed and cupped his face with her hands, her eyes practically sparkled with admiration as she gazed at him.

"I love beaches! Let's go! Let's go!"

"Yes, yes we'll go." He smiled. It truly doesn't take much to make her happy.

He needs to do better.

"Ah, I hope I can still fit into my old bathing suit."

Sasuke's ears perked.

"Bathing suit?" He bit his bottom lip. "What kind of bathing suit? A… bikini?"

"Oh heavens no! I don't have the confidence to wear a bikini." Hinata chuckled meekly.

"It's just a regular one-piece, nothing special."

"Oh…" Sasuke slumped, slightly disappointed.

No matter, a bathing suit of any kind would certainly do justice to her well endowed body.

"Sasuke,"

"Hm?"

She pulled his face close and planted a firm kiss on his lips.

"Thank you." She whispered, tickling his skin with her breath.

"Ah…" His hand sneaked across her smooth thigh, reaching under the hem of her night gown.

"That's not enough."

"E-Eh?" She shivered as he left a trail of hot kisses along her cheek.

"That's not enough gratitude." His lips reached the tip of her ear as he whispered, his tongue lightly grazing her sensitive skin.

"I want more."

"Mmm…" She moaned, gripping onto his hard back as tightly as she could while his tongue worked its way down to the curve of her neck.

"S-Sasu – hehehe."

...

Hehehe…?

Sasuke snapped his head back, glaring at his wife who stared back at him with innocent eyes and a hand clasped over her mouth.

"Did you just… giggle at me?" His voice held a menacing tone, evidently insulted by his wife's misconduct.

"N-No! No! i-it's just…" She struggled to muffle more of her insipid giggles.

"Y-Your hand is on my butt a-and I just…" More of that abusive laughter ensued.

Sasuke's cheek twitched.

"I-I just wondered whose butt you liked more, mine or my dad's."

…

…

There goes his peekaboo.

How could she.

"I hate you."

"Aw, Sasuke! Don't be like that! Touch my butt again! Please!"

There are no words to describe how much he despises the summer.

The sweltering heat.

The sweaty crowds.

The scantily clad old geezers.

Rowdy children roaming around freely, polluting the air with their stench and terrorising the public with their antics. Not to mention the sounds of their grating laughter.

Shaved ice. God, he hates shaved ice.

During this time of year, he's usually locked away from civilisation in his home, far away from the grievances of summer society.

This year however, much to his misfortune, he is married to a woman who absolutely loves summer.

"Sasuke, look! I can see the ocean from here! We're almost there!" Hinata beamed, skipping along the gravely road that leads to the resort.

"Yes, we are." Sasuke sighed, heaving their luggage over his shoulder as he quietly trudged behind his jovial wife whilst contemplating all of his life decisions.

How did he end up here? In an upbeat neighbouring beachside town, where the merriment was making him sick to his stomach, with only a wet towel on his head to combat the scorching heat of the season.

Where did he go wrong?

"Hey, hey," Hinata's cheery voice snapped him out of his gloomy reverie.

"What should we do once we get there?"

Beach sex of course.

"Whatever you want." Sasuke forced a weak, wavering smile at his wife, trying his best to be a compassionate husband despite his intrusive thoughts.

"Shall we play some watersports?"

"Sure."

Only if its motorboating.

"Ah I wonder if they have those water skiing things!"

Beach sex, please.

"Oh, or parasailing! Parasailing is fun!"

Not as fun as beach sex though.

"Oh Sasuke, let's trying surfing please?"

Beach sex. Beach sex. Beach sex. Beach sex.

"Whatever makes you happy, Hinata." He croaked, his voice hoarse from dehydration and holding back his pent-up impulses.

It sure is hard, being a compassionate husband.

"You're so sweet." She interlaced her fingers with his and leaned on his shoulder, sighing happily.

"But I want us to do things that will make you happy, too."

BEACH SEX!

"Ah, well…" Sasuke bowed his head sheepishly and scratched his chin. "I do have some suggestions."

"I am up for anything, just say the word!" She smiled at him, the look in her eyes was pure and dazzling, she looked at him like he was the greatest being to have ever graced the earth, unbeknownst to what was going through his head.

He should really feel more remorseful about this, shouldn't he?

Oh, well. Beach sex!

"Look, it's so beautiful!" Hinata stared longingly at the brilliantly blue sea and its sandy shores as they stepped into the resort lobby.

"We'll go right after we check-in, alright?"

"Yes!" She nodded ferociously, barely able to contain the urge to sprint towards the scent of salt and wet sand.

Sasuke let out of a breath of relief as they reached the check-in counter, relishing the cool embrace of the indoors.

"Hello, we made a reservation for –"

"Well would you look who it is!" A husky, grating voice reverberated across the lobby. Sasuke felt a chill shoot down his spine.

No… it can't be…

Naruto?!

Sasuke reluctantly looked over his shoulder, naively hoping that the annoying voice was just in his head.

But yet again, the universe has proven that; there is, no God.

"This sure is a funny coincidence, ya know!" The subject of one too many of Sasuke's nightmares laughed out loud, almost like he was taunting him.

"What are the odds that we'd all run into each other like this!" Sakura exclaimed.

Sakura's here?!

"I guess this is fate telling us that we need to hang out more!" Ino chimed in.

Ino too?! Just how many of them are there?!

Sasuke finally willed himself to turn around and get a better look at the group.

This… this is much worse than he could've ever imagined.

By some sort of cruel twist of fate, the entire fucking gang was here.

"Don't you just love these unexpected reunions?" TenTen giggled.

"It's kind of troublesome, if you ask me." Shikamaru yawned.

"Take that back Shikamaru-kun! This is the prime of our youth! We should enjoy the time we do have together!" Lee's formal speech boomed across the room.

"Yo, Hinata!"

"Kiba-kun!" Hinata squeaked in surprise.

Sasuke glared at the hound tamer, particularly annoyed by his presence.

"You… everyone… how?" Hinata muttered, taken aback by their unexpected appearance.

"We just happened to run into each other!"

"Yeah! It's like a summer surprise for all of us!"

…Truly, no words can describe how much Sasuke loathes summer.

And that's it for the 6th chapter! I know, I know, nothing much happened here, it's more of table setting for what happens next!

*EVIL LAUGH*

Who knows, maybe you might get that lemon you've been waiting for ;)

Just a heads up for those of you following The Break-Up, I know I always upload the chapters simultaneously, but it's taking a bit longer to perfect the latest chapter. No worries though, it should be up soon!

See you guys in the next chapter!