Author Note: HAPPY LATE HOLIDAYS GUYS! Okay, so I was trying to add these deleted scenes at the end of the chapter but it wouldn't upload but once I cut those scenes it fucking uploads so I'll keep them to the end of the entire fic and just upload all of them as a whole chapter. So here you go! Sorry for the wait!

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Neighbors 2.4

Hinata sat there with the heaviest pout she'd ever made. "And you're sure nothing is physically wrong with her?" Sasuke asked the doctor.

"No, she just has a tendency to faint." The jolly doctor chuckle. "I am glad you got her checked out. It could have been something medically wrong."

Sasuke nodded. "Yeah, but mentally. Is she mentally stable?"

Hinata gasped. "We could run some tests?" Said the doctor. Hinata gasped harder.

"I'm fine!" She removed herself from the hospital bed. "H-he is so mean!"

"I tell her this all the time," explained Sasuke.

The doctor scratched his cheek awkwardly. "I'm not a love counselor."

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Hinata peered into the bin. "What do you think of that one?" She pointed to the kitten.

"Why not get a cat?" Sasuke pointed to the older cats meowing. "Kittens have a better chance of adoption and..." He trailed off seeing her trembling lip. "Hyuuga, stop..."

"I t-take it back," she lifted her arms. "You're so nice!" She glomped on her boyfriend. "You care so m-much about everyone."

"I don't particularly like anything," he said darkly.

Hinata looked over his shoulder to a dark gray cat with shockingly gray eyes. "Sasuke... Look at him."

Sasuke turned around to the sophisticated looking animal. Its tail calmly wrapped around his body, head at a slight tilt as if watching them curiously. "That's it." They recited together.

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Storm. Hinata named him Storm. She held the rather large cat in her arms. He allowed her to carry him like baby.

Sasuke opened the door for them. Hinata sat the cat down. It stretched out, purred around both their legs, found the couch and curled in a ball.

"I thought they are suppose to explore their surroundings," Hinata muttered. Sasuke shrugged and put down their new cat supplies. "Mm...maybe he's sad."

"Doubt it. Probably tired."

Hinata nodded slowly as her phone buzzed. The Hyuuga pulled it and frowned the entire time. Sasuke looked at her curiously as he grabbed a bottle of water. "Did you know...p-people can be really rude?"

"Vaguely," Sasuke replied sarcastically.

Hinata crossed her arms. "The Assistant Teachers have to be at the school early tomorrow morning for a meeting."

"Aren't you trying to be a full time teacher?"

"Yes."

"Then stop complaining so much about the steps," he walked up to the deflated woman. "Just swallow it." He pressed the cold bottle to her throat.

Hinata flinched pretty hard and knocked the bottle down. Storm meowed as if they were making too much noise. Hinata looked at the mess at her feet. "I'm sorry..."

"Why are you so fucking tense all the time?" He picked up the bottle.

Hinata tipped over to grabbed napkins. "I... I don't know. It's a nervous habit."

Sasuke took some of the napkins and frowned at her. "I don't trust that."

"Well, you should."

Sasuke snatched the roll of napkins away. "Hinata..."

"You think I'm lying a-all the time!" She moved to snatch them back and in that split second forgot water was all over the floor. Sasuke didn't even flinch as she fell on her butt.

"No, I think you're a bit mental." A smirk lifted to his face. "And dangerously clumsy." Hinata took his offered hand.

She tried pulling him down. Sasuke raised a brow at her efforts. "F-fall!" Hinata wrinkled her nose at how strong his balance was.

"I'm not sitting in water with you," he yanked his hand away. "Get cleaned up."

Storm jumped on her stomach just as Hinata sat up. "W-what are we doing tonight?" The cat cuddled against her chest and Hinata managed to get out of the puddle of water. Her back, butt, and legs were wet.

Sasuke grabbed a mop. "Why do you assume we're doing something?" She shrugged and held the cat to her face. He stared at her limply. "Well, we're staying inside but I have something planned."

"You d-do?"

He finished mopping and nodded. "Yeah, I won't keep you up all night."

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She had thought he meant something romantic. Well, not romantic because she wasn't sure if Sasuke was romantic or was capable of being. He was just blunt in the most suggestive way. It was actually kind of refreshing not having to dress up all the time.

Of course that was besides the point.

They were crushing boxes. "S-Sasuke," at this point Hinata was just sitting on them. "I thought we'd do something...fun?"

Sasuke cut the tape through a cardboard box and folded it down. "You moved in almost two weeks ago. I can't stand to see these boxes piled up in my hallway any longer."

"Is it because you tripped last night?" Hinata grinned. "I won't tell."

"I'll cut you," he raised his box cutter. Hinata couldn't even take him seriously. Storm padded out of there room and froze at the site of the different boxes. For the first time since they got the damn thing, he looked happy.

"Look at Storm. He likes the boxes."

"I have acute OCD," confessed the Uchiha.

Hinata looked from their frolicking cat to Sasuke. "I didn't know that. I must drive you mad?" She really didn't know him. It was a worrisome thought. "You d-don't even tell me."

Sasuke folded another box down. "I just want to fix the things I can. I can't fix you."

Hinata deflated. Suggestive bluntness at its finest. "What can I do to help you?"

Sasuke shrugged but was thoughtful. "I like your hair but it's annoying. It gets in my mouth and in the shower. Why is there so much in the shower?"

Hinata blushed and touched her head. "You stress me o-out."

"You stress me out and yet I clean up after I shower," he pointed to his chest. "I'm a man."

Hinata's nose wrinkled. She swallowed these steps because she did ask him. "Anything e-else?"

"You leave your leftovers in the fridge. You never eat them."

"I might."

"Your old place was nothing but leftovers and sauces."

Hinata cheeks puffed out. He was right but he didn't have to say it. Hinata struggled to break down a box. "We...argue a lot."

"We always argue. Even beforehand."

Hinata closed her eyes at the many memories. He was right again. Hinata opened her eyes to see Storm peeping out of her next box. "At least you're so nice to me, Sto-"

The cat turned and jumped in the next box. Hinata deflated. She looked up to see Sasuke trying to hold on a smirk. It was then she realized that doing nothing with him was the most entertaining thing. She didn't have to dress up or put on makeup. They could lounge around all day and she just wasn't - bored.

Storm cuddled in his lap, he gave the cat little to no attention and it only made Storm whine. "Shoo," he shook himself slightly. Storm just curled in his lap. "We should have gotten a kitten..." His words soften seeing Hinata staring. "What?"

She shook her head. "I just... I'm glad I met you."

He huffed and turned away. "Same, finish these boxes. I have work to do. You need to sleep."

"W-work? This late?"

"It's a tattoo parlor," he explained.

"You're leaving m-me alone?"

"Storm is here."

She bit her tongue from mocking him. What was Storm going to do if a burglar came in? Meow and go to sleep? "Can't y-you maybe not take night shifts?"

"I do have to pay rent and bills."

Hinata gasped. "I can help!"

"No." Sasuke cut her dreams off short. Hinata crawled over to him. "I don't need your help."

"I can add in the money I u-usually would pay my rent with."

"I said no."

"You're being prideful. That's a d-double edged sword, Sasuke-kun."

He broke down the last box and stood to pile everything up. Hinata watched Sasuke close himself off within seconds. She noticed that he did this a lot. Shut down a bit and become something like a robot. She didn't bother him when he was like this. Hinata had these little moods too.

"Ne, Sasuke?"

"Un."

"Then can I add s-some things here and there?" She was a bit confused on this sharing a home. Yes, they were together but it really felt like she was just a guest in "his home."

Sasuke looked at her with a wired expression. "No flowers, no pink-"

"Okay!"

"And no old decorative pillows."

"W-wait, Sasuke... But they are so-" she couldn't finish when he left to go to the dumpster. Hinata was still excited. Eventually Sasuke would come around on her help until then...she would make this their home.

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Sasuke got home at five in the morning. His head was pounded from the drunken stupidity he had to deal with during the Skeleton Shift.

He was about to open the door when he heard Hinata's voice and music. Sasuke took a deep breath and walked in.

She was making breakfast and listening to Track Seven. The same song they shared their first kiss on. Hinata turned to him with a smile. He smelt like smoke and liquor.

"You're exhausted," Hinata said as if she couldn't see the bags under his eyes and how he was sluggish. He placed his head at her shoulder. "I made breakfast."

"I see," he sighed.

Hinata took off his jacket and sat it on the counter. He wore a simple red shirt and dark pants. His shoes were already forgotten at work. "Go to bed, Sasuke."

"No, you're leaving in a bit." He yawned and lifted his head. "I'll wait."

"Not until seven." Hinata cupped his face and grinned. "I'll...I'll sleep with you until that time."

He was too tired to tease her. Sasuke just nodded and pulled the girl to his room. Hinata plopped down on the bed and Sasuke pulled off his smelly shirt and damn near dived into bed.

Hinata giggled when he groaned. "I feel so old."

The Hyuuga felt her cheeks warm when she said, "I...I can help."

He brought his face out of the pillow. "How?" Hinata adjusted her floor sweeping skirt, crawled over and straddled his back. "Huh?"

"W-when I was little and growing up...my father made us learn all the pressure points. It's like, um, apart of being a Hyuuga." Her small hands moved to the crook of his neck.

All Sasuke was hearing is that he was missing out on almost professional massag- his eyes almost rolled back when she began working at his neck muscles.

Hinata's face burned hearing him moan under her hands. This is why she never does this! She couldn't bare hearing the person's moan. They always sounded so sexual. Opal eyes tried to stay focus on the Tribal Hawk on his back. "H-Hinata..."

Her ears were on fire. "S-Shut up please!"

Sasuke didn't even argue but his noises got louder as she moved to his shoulder blades. Hinata closed her eyes and took deep breaths. "Fuck. Can you go, ah, deeper?" He asked in a husky tone.

Hinata yanked her hands from his back. "I-I h-have to go!" She squeaked and ran out the door. Her heart was pounding as she quickly slipped on her shoes. "Bye!"

Sasuke lifted his head with a deep smirk. "I love that girl," he rolled onto his back and froze. His tongue went dry. Did he really say that out loud? He covered his face and sighed. It was getting harder not to just blurt it out. "Fuck me..."

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