Neighbors 2.6

Hinata woke up hearing... "Naruto-kun?" She looked around the empty bed, even Storm was gone. Hinata padded into the living room where Sasuke was sitting on the couch and Naruto was on his knees.

Rather comprising position.

"Plea- No, look I'm not begging."

"Get off your knees then," snapped Sasuke. He looked over at his confused girlfriend. "And look you woke her up."

Naruto raised a brow at the female. "Night cap?"

Hinata blushed and shook her head. "I, um, live here." Sasuke hadn't told his best friend yet? "D-Didn't you know?"

"Nope," he stood. "I've been traveling! I came back with a sweet job opportunity for my best friend but he won't take it."

Hinata sat beside Sasuke with a concerned look. "You already have a job, no? I mean-"

Sasuke raised his hand. "No, that's it. I have a job and-"

Naruto shook his head. "No! You used to want to do everything, man. We don't even talk about music anymore."

"Dobe..." Sasuke warned.

"This is a easy job."

"I won't have time."

Hinata looked between them. She wondered if it was because of her. No. That was a selfish thought. She shouldn't think like that. Hinata smiled and took his hand. "I t-think you should do it."

Sasuke looked over at her in disgust. "You don't even know what the job is."

Hinata deflated and looked at Naruto. "Well...what is it?"

The blond rubbed under his nose speechless. "Well..."

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"Modeling?" Hinata asked again slowly. "Sasuke...being a model?"

"Well, yeah! He's good looking, right? Right? You think he's good looking too, right?" Every time he said "right" Naruto poked her burning cheeks. "Are you embarrassed? What do you think of him physically?" He turned her face to the near growling Uchiha.

"He...he's c-cute."

"Cute?" Both men recited. Sasuke leaned back, completely offended. Naruto was on the ground literally laughing.

Hinata lifted defensive hands. "I m-mean, not cute...um, really cute-"

Naruto cried out, "Please! Please, Hinata-chan! You're killing me." He hugged his stomach.

"Why am I supposed to say?!" She covered her face.

Sasuke ran a hand through his hair and sighed. "Naruto, I will kill you."

"With your cuteness?"

Hinata could have sworn she saw his eyes flicker red. "S-Sasuke-kun, you're more than cute! I-"

He raised a hand then proceeded to jack Naruto up by the collar. "I'll do your stupid shoot. I don't wear makeup."

Wiping a tear away, Naruto nodded. "It'll take away from your natural beauty. Got it."

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Sasuke placed a cigarette between his lips and tried not to flinch when the flash went off.

"Give me angry!" Sasuke glared at the loud male. "Yes! Rage." Yeah, that would be easy considering he wanted to kill everyone in the room. "You're a natural!"

"Natural grump," Naruto muttered and held an ice pack on his swollen eye. Hinata giggled by his side. "You know, I've never seen him so happy."

"Really? He doesn't look to happy."

"Nah," the blond shook his head. "With you. His last girlfriend was a major headache. Always assuming, you know? Made it tough for anyone to breathe."

"Oh..." Hinata whispered.

He pocketed his hands. "He's an asshole so I guess she was bearable for him. But now, he's like high. You're..." He leaned over to whisper in her ear. "...like his weed."

Hinata looked at the blue eyed male and felt the need to be complimented by that. "Um..."

"Get away from my girlfriend, idiot." Sasuke grumbled. "This shit isn't for me. Let's go."

"Go?" They asked.

Sasuke took her elbow and led her out the door. Naruto looked back to see the entire set was a mess. The photographer was crying. "You bastard!" Naruto called after him.

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Hinata had the apartment to herself and took full advantage of that. The stereo was up and the shower was making her voice sound amazing.

Of course Storm's cries said otherwise but that didn't matter. Hinata was feeling herself. The Hyuuga stepped out the shower and wiped the steam from the mirror.

"Na, na, na!" She wrapped a towel around her body and danced to the door. When she opened the door, Sasuke was standing at the doorframe smirking. Of course, she screamed, chopped him in the throat and fell.

Sasuke took a second to get air back into his lung. "What the..."

Hinata's towel opened and so did her mouth to scream yet again. Sasuke calmly closed the door. The Uchiha slid down the door and brought a hand to his bleeding nose.

"Ah shit," he went to grab napkins. At least he knew where her blush stopped at now. "Shit!" He was dripping on the carpet. Storm looked at his male servant in curiosity.

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Dinner was a silent affair. Hinata kept her head down and Sasuke was oddly uncomfortable because of her awkwardness. Most couples have seen each other naked. Hell, most humans...

"Look..."

She shrunk in her hood at his voice. Sasuke gave up and continued eating. Her body felt like it was literally burned into his skull. Sasuke never had to deal with something like this.

"W-what...what did you see?" Hinata whispered.

"Everything."

She covered her face. "I'm sorry!"

"Why?" He was almost out of breath. Hinata looked up in tears. "Wait, what the hell? Why are you crying?"

"C-can you try to unsee me?" She mumbled. "Like...if y-you suppress the memory. N-Naruto says you can d-do it."

Sasuke closed his eyes. "Naruto is unbelievably idiotic. And... It's pretty much stuck."

"Oh..." She pushed her food away and covered her face again. "I'm s-so embarrassed."

Sasuke stood and took her half-eaten plate to the kitchen. Storm followed him. He raked out the food and brought them to the sink. "I don't care if you're wearing a trash bag or walking around naked," he looked up. "You're still so...stupid."

"How am I stupid?!" She pointed.

Sasuke dropped the plate in the sink. Storm ran out upon hearing the glass break. "Shit. I don't need anything physical from you, Hinata. I just don't."

Her eyes widened. "I..."

"I get it. You like helping and...everything," he gripped a handful of hair and took a deep breath. "I don't care about physical stuff."

His skin was covered in ink and punched with metal.

"I'm not good with this stuff," he motioned between them. "You wear skirts to your feet and baggy jackets and I - feel the same way if you were wearing trash."

"Sasuke..." Hinata walked into the kitchen.

He shook his head and started cleaning up the mess. "You're making me crazy. I constantly look over my shoulder at night now." He huffed. "I work at night."

"Y-you don't like my skirts?" She smiled and tipped to kiss his shoulder.

He turned to her. "I am gradually beginning to hate you."

She pressed her forehead to his arm. "You're s-so nice."

"I just said... You had a real fucked up childhood." Sasuke tried shrugging her off but the Hyuuga wrapped her arms around his waist.

He paused when he heard her crying. The Uchiha sighed. Honestly, he never knew she was so emotional. Unstable, yes. Emotional...should have been more obvious. "Y-you just accept me!"

"Yeah, have you seen me? Not the one to judge."

She sniffed and pulled away. "Well... I j-just didn't want you to see me, um, like that...yet."

"You made my nose bleed."

Hinata buried her face in his chest. "S-stop!"

"Seriously," he told her. "Probably going to dream about it now."

She playfully punched his chest. "S-Sasuke!"

"I need for you to draw me another tattoo," he decided.

"Don't you h-have enough?"

Sasuke ruffled her hair. "Make it a Sun. More eccentric the better."

"Why a sun?"

He continued to clean up. Hinata pouted momentarily and walked out of the kitchen. Sasuke smirked lightly. Hinata means A Sunny Place, no?

"Then there..."

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AN: and there you go! Sorry for the wait!