Happy new year everyone, lets start the year with the new Sigma and Omega SasuHina. This has nothing to do with omegaverse. It just happened that I was reading about the different personalities and I couldn't stop thinking of Sasuke as I was reading about sigma characteristic. This is an absolute Mature story even more daring then Complicated Feelings. I tried to give them another personality though.

As you may know, English is not my mother tongue. I tried my best to keep the mistakes out. Please excuse any faults.

The story is complete, I will update every few days.

Ntr, infidelity and violence and improper language.

F... EF for flashback and end flashback.

Read at your own risk

I don't own Naruto.

He kept glaring at her as he always did, and she could never understand why he seemed to hate her so much. What had she do to deserve such intense animosity?

It was another dinner at the Uzumaki mansion. Hinata and Naruto had invited the recently returned Uchiha couple to join them for dinner. Sakura had put Sarada down to sleep next to baby Bolt, who was now five months old.

F "Why can't she come with us, Sasuke?" Naruto asked, a note of frustration in his voice.

"I don't want to come at all. If we have to go, it should just be the three of us," Sasuke replied, his voice cold and distant.

"You brought your wife, so I want my wife to come too," Naruto argued.

"Then we don't have to go," Sasuke said,

"Sasuke-kun, why are you being so difficult about this? Hinata is a kind and gentle person. I'm sure you'll like her," Sakura said, trying to plead with him.

"I didn't want to go in the first place. You can go without me," Sasuke said, his tone dismissive.

"Please, Sasuke-kun. How can I enjoy a meal without you there?" Sakura argued.

They were planning on going to Ichiraku's place for ramen, of course Naruto had insisted on it. It was always like this whenever they wanted to meet as couples. Sasuke only allowed Sakura to come along.

This time, surprisingly, Sasuke said, "Fine, do what you want." He hated negotiating too much and his patience was wearing thin.

For the first time, they met at Sakura's apartment.

"Sasuke-kun, you don't need an introduction, this is Hinata Hyuga Uzumaki and this is baby Boruto. He's the same age as our Sarada," Sakura said, introducing them to each other.

"Hm," Sasuke replied,

"Actually, there are a few days between them."

Said Hinata, giggling.

Sasuke just glared at her.

Not saying anything else to anyone for the rest of the evening,

At the Uzumaki Mansion, Naruto complained to his wife, "I don't know why he's so unsociable. He hasn't gotten along with anyone since he came back."

"That's okay, Naruto-kun. He'll get to know everyone little by little. He's been away from the village for many years and only had contact with his team before that," Hinata said, trying to reassure him.

"That's true. He didn't have any friends before he left. I was his only friend," Naruto said proudly. "But I want him to get to know you better. You're my wife and I want you to be with us when we meet."

"No, please, Naruto-kun. Don't put pressure on him. When he's ready, we'll meet more," Hinata said, her voice gentle and understanding.

"They were invited by the Yamanakas this week. I've invited him and Sakura-chan to dinner next week. If you don't mind, Hinata!" he ends up doing what he wants, as if not hearing her.

"Of course not, Naruto-kun," Hinata smiled, her face radiating warmth and kindness. EF

Sasuke observed Hinata the few times they met. Sakura and Naruto were constantly deep in conversation with each other whenever they were together. He glanced over at Hinata, who was quietly observing the others with a small smile on her face. He couldn't understand why she always seemed so content and peaceful.

Hinata would entertain herself with the kids, until they went to bed. She would occasionally glance at Sasuke and try to start a conversation with him, but he would ignore her and glare at her, not seeming to be in the mood for conversation. Whenever this happened, she would retreat to the kitchen to clean up or make dessert.

Sasuke didn't taste the brownies or sake that Hinata had prepared, but he enjoyed the dinner and couldn't stop eating. Hinata had made a large portion as usual to help with bento preparation. She thought about making Sasuke a box of leftovers since he seemed to enjoy the meal so much, hopefully Sakura won't mind.

"Sasuke-kun, would you like some tea instead?" Hinata asked as kindly as she could, but Sasuke looked at her with his intense gaze, which made her wince.

What did I say wrong? she thought to herself.

His only interaction with her was the occasional stare. In fact, he barely speaks to his teammates either. He seemed dragged to meetings with his teammates and was uninterested and bored the whole time, no matter how much Naruto and Sakura tried to cheer him and loosen him up. It was as if he was completely disconnected from the world around him. Hinata couldn't help but feel a sense of sadness for him. He seemed so unhappy and frustrated. He never even cracked a smile, and his expression was always… unreadable.

From the first moment she saw him, Hinata felt how it is to be him. She remembered how Naruto had introduced her to all of his friends and acquaintances, urging her to attend every party in Konoha and occasionally inviting one of his friends over for dinner at their home. She knew that Naruto was trying to help her because he hated seeing her alone at home, believing that being surrounded by friends was everyone's dream. But Hinata was different. She loved being alone and found that talking to others and being sensitive to their feelings drained her energy.

Despite her polite demeanour and lack of complaints, Hinata was secretly unhappy about the constant socialising. She was always nervous and afraid of blushing, stuttering, or saying the wrong thing, and she could feel the suffocating pressure that Sasuke felt being forced to come to these gatherings. She understood his desire to be left alone at home, just as she often wished to simply curl up on the sofa, drink a cup of tea, and read a book or pursue her hobbies in peace.

The Uchihas have been in Konoha for a month now. Sakura had given birth to baby Sarada while travelling outside the walls of Konoha, and they had gotten married a few months before. Rumours circulated in Konoha that Sakura had chased after Sasuke after he left on his redemption trip, and it was well known that she was crazy about the Uchiha. She had risked everything for him, including the risk of being considered a missing-nin, the loss of her job as head of Konoha's hospital, and the gossips that the villagers spread for months.

On the contrary, Hinata admired Sakura's bravery in fighting for her love regardless of the consequences. She was braver than Hinata ever could be, as before the genjutsu, Hinata had been a coward and unable to face Naruto with her love.

But from the looks of Sasuke, he does not seem happy. He looks irritated, deprived even.

Sasuke was extremely uncomfortable in Konoha. From the moment they arrived, he hated everything about it. Sakura immediately threw herself back into work, leaving Sarada with Sasuke throughout the day. While he could have taken Sarada to her grandmother's or Hinata's house, he didn't want to do that because she was the person he loved spending time with the most.

However, after a month of being trapped in Konoha, Sasuke felt like his soul was leaving his body. This was not him. He craved challenge, battle, and victory. He had not felt the rush of adrenaline in his body for a long time, and everything felt so boring. Sakura's small flat suffocated him, and her workaholic attitude made him furious. He felt like he was in prison in Konoha and it was killing his free spirit. Kakashi had promised Sasuke more missions of his league, but for now, he was stuck at home.

In a state of careless detachment, he avoided everyone as much as possible. But people wouldn't leave him alone, especially Naruto and Sakura, who seemed to be overly friendly and interested in him. He couldn't understand why they were so invested in him, when he seemed to want nothing to do with them.

And then there was this annoying, boring woman: Naruto's wife. She was always smiling and seemed so happy, which made Sasuke wonder if she was faking her smile or if she was just an idiot. He hated fake people and he hated idiots! Was she really happy to have them over, or was she just pretending?

What had Naruto seen in her?

Hinata didn't say much, but her voice was sweet and her appearance was impeccable. She had beautiful, long hair that was smooth and soft, and her skin looked flawless and soft to the touch. Her heart-shaped face was... No, stop.

She is fucking boring woman. Just look at her clothes! They were so modest - a purple and white blouse and black trousers. Purple and black were Sasuke's favourite colours. Why wasn't she wearing orange like her husband or red like Sakura? Why did she have to pick his colour palette?

Sasuke was aware that Sakura was not an Uchiha, but her colour palette still hurt his eyes. She wore a lot of bright, vibrant colours, just like Naruto. It was as if she thought that her bright green eyes and bubblegum pink hair weren't enough, so she also wore red outfits. Sasuke wished she would dye her hair a darker shade or at least change the colour of her outfits. But he wouldn't be the one to tell her that. He was too exhausted to argue with her about something so trivial, and he was too tired to negotiate with anyone about anything. He had given up and accepted everything she did and said. He was too tired to stand up to her. He just didn't give a fuck about anything anymore.

Sasuke preferred modesty. He hated it when girls showed off their bodies in tight, exposed clothes, like that Yamanaka girl. Her husband was even more outrageous with his exposed crop top. They are meant for each other.

Was he and Sakura a good match? Did people think they were meant for each other? Sakura had never given him a chance to fall in love with her. He had been faced with a fait accompli.

After following him for a long distance, Sasuke discovered Sakura's chakra while she was asleep. She is crazy! Why had she done that to herself? He had told her that his redemption had nothing to do with her, but she had followed him anyway.

It was dangerous out there. The chaos after the war had resulted in a great deal of thugs and hoodlums appearing everywhere.

Previously, Sasuke had been travelling lightly, but now he had to protect Sakura as well. She was putting both of their lives at risk. Damn it!

Despite many attempts to seduce him, Sasuke never felt attracted to Sakura. He pushed her away and blocked every attempt. He wasn't in the mood for that kind of thing with all the danger surrounding them. But she never gave up.

He couldn't get out of his head her attempt to kill him. Even Naruto would never do something like that to him. But Sakura was the only one with enough resolve and confidence in herself to think she could kill him. She had even poisoned the kunai - how cheap!

Afterwards, Sasuke never trusted Sakura. During their trip, he never let his guard down. He was suspicious of her every move and would let her taste the food first and sleep with one eye open, wondering if she might come all the way to seek revenge. She had many reasons to do so, he hadn't returned her love, he had tried to kill her on many occasions, he had ignored her during the war and saved Naruto instead.

Regardless of the reasons, it must be something greater than love that made Sakura become a missing-nin. Sasuke would never understand this thing called love that made people go crazy because of it.

Sasuke had heard from Naruto that Hinata had loved him her whole life, but the blond had no clue. Why would she love that Usuratonkachi? What was there to like about him? He was an idiot, stubborn, loud-mouthed, and ugly - the list could go on forever.

But Hinata... she was cute, BORING but cute. He couldn't deny that. Whenever the thought of her crossed his mind, he would look at her with that intensity that could be read as a glare.

Hinata thought he hated her, he really hated her. For whatever reason. She runs out of explanations for his dislike of her. She had always been polite and kind to him, but perhaps he hated that? She couldn't bring herself to be rude or unkind. She wondered if his dislike of her had something to do with her friendship with Sakura, or maybe because of Naruto. Had she somehow stolen his friend away from him? She quickly dismissed the thought that he might be in love with her… – after all, he was married and so was Naruto.

But what had caused him to glare at her like that? She felt sorry for him and was determined to try and cheer him up, to get any reaction from him other than a glare. It was driving her crazy, as she had always been someone who tried to please others. She couldn't rest until she knew what pleased the Uchiha, whatever that meant. It was her duty to work with Naruto and Sakura to cheer him up as much as possible. He is one of their friends, right?

Hinata couldn't help but wonder what it would take to make Sasuke happy. She wanted to help him, to bring a smile to his face. But she didn't know how. She was at a loss, feeling helpless and insignificant in the face of his overwhelming unhappiness.

He could hear Naruto and Sakura laughing about something, but he couldn't bring himself to care. He just wanted this dinner to be over so he could go back to his own home and be left alone.

"Naruto, you won't believe what Sai said last week!" Spoke Sakura.

"Did he call you…?" Naruto stopped mid sentence.

"Not me, his wife, you idiot." She defended angry.

"I can't believe this, he must be mistaken." Grinned Naruto.

"Didn't he Sasu…!" She turned to her uninterested husband. Sasuke just looked the other way.

"Never mind." Startled Sakura.

"What did he call his wife?" Asked Hinata innocently.

"Nothing, it's just a thing between us and Sai." Dismissed Sakura afraid that Hinata would know that Sai used to call her 'ugly'.

Feeling the familiar sense of isolation wash over her, Hinata sighed inwardly and retreated back into herself, as she watched Sakura and Naruto continue their conversation and laughter. She always felt like an outsider when they were together, and in a way, she was.

As a team, Sakura and Naruto had a shared history and often had their own conversations that seemed to be in some sort of code that only the two of them understood. Sasuke, who had left the village and was not present for many of their previous adventures, seemed to be left out as well. But at least he was a part of the team. Hinata felt like she was on the outside looking in, unable to fully join in on their camaraderie.

She had tried many times to understand what they were talking about or to join in their laughter, but they had always brushed her off with the excuse that it was something she wouldn't understand.

As she watched them now, she couldn't help but notice Sasuke's disapproving glare directed towards her, causing her to shrink back even further into herself. It was clear that he didn't appreciate her attempts to join in the conversations.

As he watched her, he couldn't help but wonder what it was about her that made her so different. He couldn't understand how she was able to find peace and satisfaction in such a dull existence, and he found himself envious of her ability to find joy in the little things. Why was she able to find happiness when he couldn't?

He couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealousy towards Hinata. She seemed to have found her place in the world, surrounded by people she cared about and doing things that made her happy. He wished he could have that kind of contentment, but it felt like it was always out of reach.

He couldn't help but compare his own life to Hinata's, and he couldn't help but feel envious of her contentment. He felt like a caged animal, pacing back and forth and longing for something more, finding something that truly made him feel alive.

It was clear to Sasuke that the others saw him as a tame, domesticated version of his former self. Look at how they drink, eat and later fuck. They think they have tamed the wild Uchiha. Naruto, Sakura, Kakashi and the council. They all think they caged me up like a wild animal with a wife and child.

Naruto and Sakura think I am their loyal puppy. That I will follow them wherever they go. That I will do whatever they say. They should think twice about that. I will not allow them to control me. I am free as a bird if I want to be. There must be something I could do to make them fear me and never let their guard down in my presence. Sasuke was determined to change that perception. He would do whatever it took to reclaim his reputation as a fierce, formidable ninja.

Hinata was the only one who treated him with the respect he felt he deserved, only she flinches when he looks at her. She was the only one who seemed to truly understand the danger he posed. He wished the others would treat him with the same level of caution.

And her fear of him only made him feel more powerful. She makes him feel so dangerous, so mysterious, so… satisfied. Not in a vile way like the others in the village.

She tried with all her courage, "Sasuke-kun, what's your favourite food?"

Everything you make except sweets. He wanted to say. But he would never admit that she was an excellent cook. That her food is almost on the level of his mother's master cooking. His mouth watered at the memory of her food he had just devoured.

Hinata's smile faltered at his absent response, but she tried to keep it up. "Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to pry. I just thought it would be nice to know more about you."

Sasuke couldn't help but feel a twinge of guilt at her words. He knew he was being unreasonable, but he just couldn't shake off his negative mood. He glanced away, not wanting to meet her gaze.

He couldn't explain why he was feeling so bitter and resentful.

"TOMATOES... Sasuke-kunn loves tomatoes soo much." said the drunken Sakura

"Yess he loooves tomatoes," Naruto confirmed with a grin looking at Sakura.

Sasuke just stared at Hinata from the side of his visible eye. Why was she interested in him? In what he likes?

Hoping to get a chance to know him better, Hinata waited patiently for him to say something. Her interest waned after he shook her body with his fearsome gaze, she even squicked in shock.

Sasuke felt something in his heart ache. Was it guilt for rejecting Hinata's attempts to get to know him better, for blocking her out every time she tried to talk to him? Or was it something else, something deeper?

He couldn't understand his own feelings towards Hinata. On one hand, he wanted her to stay the way she was, afraid and intimidated by him. But on the other hand, he felt a strange sense of guilt for making her feel that way. He couldn't bring himself to open up to her or anyone else.

As the dinner party continued, Sasuke found himself lost in thought, unable to fully concentrate on the conversations and laughter around him. He couldn't shake off the feeling that he was feeling something, something new and essential.

"Sakura-chan, look at your fingers dirty with chocolate."

Said Naruto after they ate the brownies.

"Where, I can't see it." She tried to look for her dirty finger with her blurry vision. She was too drunk to see sharply

"Let me help you." Naruto grabbed her hand and licked her pinky.

"Naruto you idiot." Giggled Sakura, "That tickles."

Hinata just looked at them both with wide eyes in shock. Sasuke closed his eyes in boredom.

Sasuke followed the scene with a mix of disinterest and disgust as his best friend and his wife were acting like love-struck teenagers, completely ignoring the presence of everyone else in the room. Sasuke saw the admiration for Sakura in Naruto's eyes many times. He didn't feel anything bothering him and it confused him. He was used to it from childhood. He knew about Naruto's affection for Sakura. He also knew that Sakura had no interest in Naruto or even gave him a chance. Naruto was also an idiot. Sasuke saw her blush and leaned on Naruto, but Naruto always ruined the moment with his stupid comments. Sasuke watched the action and wished that his friend would successfully seduce his wife.

It confused him that he thought this way of his friend and wife. Why isn't it bothering him? Is he a weirdo? He is definitely a possessive type. It is known about the Uchiha clan. Their blood is hot and their rage is burning. Their wives are off limits though they would win over any women they sat eye on with their strength and gorgeous looks.

It bothered him that that stupid woman didn't figure it out yet. He felt pity for her, for her innocence and stupidity. She probably knew about them even before they got married but she probably thought she could change him. She thought she would possess Naruto's heart and make him forget Sakura. That stupid boring woman.

Naruto and Sakura had drunk enough sake. They did not make sense anymore. Why do they have to drink so much every time they have dinner together?

Sasuke and Hinata always end up being the sober ones, looking at each other awkwardly. Sakura makes him feel ashamed in front of her. At least now he's not the only one suffering. He used to be trapped between the two drunks.

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