Author Note: From now until the end (2.20) I will be posting double chapters. Anyway, I hope you enjoy it!

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2.13

"It's not going to kill you," Hinata mixed the warming chocolate on the stove.

"It might," Sasuke sat on the counter, chewing on a grape. "Why must you make fruits unhealthy?"

"Chocolate is good for you."

"Only dark chocolate," he corrected. "And I rarely see you eat that."

Her nose wrinkled. "It's bitter," said Hinata as she shook shaggy tresses. "You may like it though."

Sasuke closed his eyes as he picked up a tangerine slice. Hinata finished melting her chocolate and poured it into a small bowl. Sasuke watched her move around knowingly, completely aware of her surroundings. He wanted to ask if it really felt like home. She leaned against the counter and picked up a strawberry. Hinata dipped the red fruit in the chocolate and hummed with happiness as she bit into it.

"Disgusting," Sasuke muttered. The only sweet thing he'll consume was fruits and her plain cookies. Everything else was a stomach ache.

Hinata dipped her pinky in the fudge and popped it her mouth mockingly. "Delicious!" He rolled his eyes and continued eating. They were simple people of different sides of the spectrum. It was a comfortable space. "Oh! I have some cinnamon roll left."

"So?" He questioned as she padded to the refrigerator. She looked inside momentarily before pulling out a container. Hinata wore his hoodie, the same hoodie that he'd let her wear the first time he met her. It hung off her shoulders desperately, making her look even smaller and she even wore his pajama pants. The legs drug around of the floor enough for a Storm to have a field day on.

Hinata chopped and heated the cold treat up and proceeded to dunk them in the chocolate. "Make sure to brush your teeth before kissing me."

Hinata giggled and bared down on his thighs to kiss the reluctant man. Sasuke turned his face away from hers as she pulled his shirt towards her. "S-Sasuke, kiss me." She puckered her lips.

"Filthy woman," he grabbed her wrist and removed them from his shirt.

Hinata wiggled in his hold until the a Uchiha placed brought her knuckle to his lips. "I-t-there's chocolate on-" her cheeks burned at the sight of his now red and black tongue ring. "Sasu-" he licked her finger while holding eye contact.

Hinata jumped away in embarrassment. "Don't do that!" She clutched her chest.

Sasuke bit his lips rather suggestively and smirked. "I really hate chocolate." His small girlfriend shrunk into his clothing further. He picked up a strawberry while locking eyes again as he ate it.

Hinata covered her face. "Stop that! I I- just want to have some fruit in peace."

Sasuke held out the plate of them. "Choose your poison, Princess."

Hinata sighed and shakily picked up a pineapple. Sasuke snatched her wrist and placed the plate down with the other. He pulled her closer. "Sasuke!" She squeaked. Was a normal evening too much to ask for?

"Here," He opened his mouth.

Hinata's chest heart rate quickened. "Close your eyes, please."

Sasuke obeyed and almost freaked out when Hinata popped a chocolate covered pineapple in his mouth. Before he could spit it out, she pulled him into a kiss. Ultimately forcing the Uchiha to swallow it.

"She-devil," He hissed, chocolate staining the side of his mouth.

Hinata kissed the fudge away. "Tastey."

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"Where would you go if you could travel anywhere in the entire world?" Hinata asked as they stared at the ceiling of the living room. Storm claimed the couch as his.

Sasuke folded an arm behind his head and thought momentarily. "A small island."

"Why?" Hinata glanced over at her contented boyfriend.

"It's peaceful, well I imagine it being peaceful." She nodded understandingly. "What about you?"

Hinata sat up and looked down at Sasuke. He opened one eye at her sudden movement. "A big field."

"That's stupid."

"It's not. A huge field with patches of flowers and green grass and I want to lay under the stars." She pulled her knees up and hugged them. "It's peaceful too. The breeze and..."

"Sounds like your happy place," Sasuke pushed himself to sit up.

She could take that. Hinata's lips curved upward. "I wouldn't take you as the tropical type, Sasuke."

"My happy is right here," he said.

"This place?" Hinata looked around at his general answer.

"Nah," he motioned around her being. "Right here."

Hinata turned away from her sappy boyfriend. He nudged her a bit too hard and the Hyuuga fell over. He covered his growing smirk when she sat back up. "S-Sasuke!"

"My bad-"

She threw her arms around him. Sasuke took her hands and laced them together before pushing them both down. "Sasuke," she breathed as he simply straddled her. His eyes were solely on their joined hands. He took in her clipped green nail polish, the way her actual nails pressed lightly at his hand. "Sasuke?"

He moved their hands above her head and watched her cheeks warm. Simplistic. "Nothing, it's nothing." He finally answered. "Say, are you ticklish?"

Hinata narrowed her eyes at the question. It was a double edged sword. "Sasuke-"

"Answer me," he was now holding both of her hands with one of his.

"I r-rather n-not!" She squealed when his hand lifted the hem of "his" sweatshirt. "Okay, okay, I'm sorry."

He smirked. "For what?"

"I don't-" it was too late. Sasuke ran his pinky's nail just under the skin of her navel. Hinata squirmed helplessly under her boyfriend. "No!"

Sasuke sat on her legs. "Calm down, you'll wake the cat." He motioned to the gray cat curled in the middle of the couch. He repeated his motion and grinned at her twisting body. She was really biting her lips to refrain from waking the damn cat.

He slid across her lower abdomen before tickling her without warning. Hinata burst into laughter. Storm woke up, hissed at them both and trotted to the back room. Sasuke let her calm down for a minute. "I h-hate you," Hinata covered her face.

"Really?" He attacked her stomach again. Hinata tried grabbing his hands but was too weak from laughing. She laughed harder when he did a combo on her side and stomach.

Sasuke wasn't ticklish or at least- "I'm only ticklish on my ass." He revealed.

Hinata blushed but not too hard, he was giving it his all. "I'm gonna pee!" She cried. Sasuke grinned in the most sadistic way. Hinata grabbed his ears and pulled.

"Dirty-"

"Wait!" She gasped and looked down. His hand was crawling up her rib cage and traveling into dangerous territory, just below her bra.

"Oh," he removed his hand but was stopped. "What?"

"I, um, I don't...mind."

Sasuke dipped his brows suspiciously. "I think you do."

Hinata held his hand firmly. "I actually think you do, Sasuke."

Onyx eyes widened at her suggestion. "I'm not scared."

She smiled and it grew. "I never said that."

"I'm a grown man, Princess."

"I know," she hummed. "I didn't say that either."

He could feel her thumping heart just under her rib cage. Just like at the parlor, she was acting. Sasuke bent and pressed careful lips at the middle of her rib cage. Her heart was racing. He stayed like that for a few long moments. Hinata sighed when he lifted his head. "You're so stupid." He said calmly.

"How?" She asked, totally embarrassed. Sasuke moved her legs onto his lap as he sat on the floor. She yelped when he pulled her closer.

"You were willing to have a panic attack," he thumped her forehead. "Nothing is that serious."

Hinata cupped her throbbing skull. "N-no, you just make me nervous."

He huffed and looked away. There was no way he would admit that she had the same effect on him. Sasuke rubbed her calf muscles and sighed. "I don't get why," he grumbled.

She flipped shaggy bangs out the way, her face heated in the process. "I love you so..."

He ran a hand through his hair. "Hn, I'm taking you out tomorrow." The Uchiha drummed his fingers against her outer thighs.

"On another date?"

He scoffed. "We're in a relationship. Of course, another date."

Hinata pouted then Storm came running in the living room. He climbed in their laps. "Okay, not the movies, right?"

He removed himself from her. "Just be ready when I call."

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"You're- wait, wait, what are you, wait- Sasuke, I don't think you understand what you're saying! I mean, I think you know but are you s-sure?" Naruto stumbled out.

He called a floor meeting, excluding his ex. Sasuke turned from Naruto to Temari. "I'm going to need more hours, Temari."

"I get it. Rings are expensive." She grumbled bitterly. "I'm just glad you aren't a lazy piece of shit."

Kankuro held up his hand. "I would be more than happy to give my hours to you."

"As if you have a life," Gaara muttered.

"Gaara!"

Sasuke groaned. "I'm serious about this, asshats."

There was a knock on the door. Red poked her head in. "Your little girlfriend is here."

Sasuke narrowed his eyes at everyone. "Don't breathe a word of this to her. Especially you Naruto, I'll skin you."

"I'm more afraid of Hinata than you," Naruto whispered after the man left. He was proud of his friend.

2.14

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When Sasuke walked out of the back room Hinata wasn't in the parlor. He sent a look to Red. "Where is she?" He asked.

The blue haired woman shrugged. "Outside, I guess. She came in asking for you and went back outside. Did you guys breakup? She looked a mes-"

Before she could finish, Sasuke was heading outside. There was the chime of the door that made Hinata looked over. In the back of his mind, he remembered her strange dream.

"Sa-Sasuke," she whimpered and clasped her hands together. "I..."

She wasn't able to get the words out when Sasuke pulled her into his chest. He let her cry about whatever this was. "What happened?" He questioned a bit after she tried pulling away.

"My...my father was in a car accident," she explained. "He's in the hospital b-but I can't go up there by myself. I can't."

Sasuke nodded. "Wait here," he instructed. The Uchiha walked inside. "Temari, I have to go."

"What? Sasuke, you can't just ask for more time and jet off."

He picked up his jacket. "I know. I'll just work the graveyard shift," he shook his head. "There's a family emergency."

"What family?" Naruto was the only person that could get away with saying it.

"Hinata," was the last thing he said before walking out.

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Sasuke wasn't a doctor by any means but Hiashi looked fine. Hinata noticed that shit too and asked, "And...and what's wrong with you?"

His eyes were on Sasuke. He hadn't had a chance to take any of his jewelry out and gave Hinata his jacket because it was freezing in the room. Disapproval just laced this man's face. Sasuke stared back in the most nonchalant way. Now that feelings were clear he didn't have to act like a stuck up asshole.

Speaking of stuck up assholes, "Hyuuga-san! I rushed right over when I heard of the news!"

Sasuke noted the way Hinata tensed in the seat beside him. She looked over slowly to see a rather tall man, in a sharp suit, blond hair with green eyes. Otherwise known as the man that broke her hair into pieces.

"Tyusuki," Hiashi greeted. "You remember Hinata, mm?"

A fact her father didn't know of.

Sasuke grabbed Hinata shoulder and whispered in his ear, "That's the cornball before me?"

She broke into laughter and mentally thanked Sasuke for it. The grown man flinched upon seeing Sasuke. "What are you?" He pointed.

Sasuke wasn't offended. What was he? Better than him. Hinata grabbed his hand, the protectiveness was kicking in. "My boyfriend." She said confidently.

"Wow," he took a moment to openly stare at the proud woman. "Radiant as ever, Princess."

Sasuke's eyes widened. Did everyone call her that? Hinata felt onyx eyes burn her neck. "Father," she ignored both men. "What is wrong with you?"

"They are taking my X-Ray, I feel fine." He explained. At the end of the day, no matter how tough he was with her, Hiashi would never get used to hearing his daughter crying. He hung up on her after calling and telling her the news.

"I hope so," she mumbled, resting her back against Sasuke. He moved her to the same seat so the Cornball could have somewhere to sit.

"So exactly how many tattoos do you have?" Cornball asked.

Sasuke turned his head to his judgmental face. "You want to see for yourself?"

Cornball's nose wrinkled as Hinata giggled. "What were we going to do anyway?" Hinata asked Sasuke softly.

"I was just going to order a lot of greasy food and buy a movie."

Cornball huffed. "Is that your definition of a date? Tell him, Hinata-chan, tell him about the Five Star restaurants."

Hinata turned to her interested boyfriend. Sasuke nodded, "No, I want to know about you and Cornball's dates."

"Excuse me!" Cornball shouted. "My name is Tyusuki!"

Sasuke kept his focus on Hinata. "About these Five Star restaurants?"

"I got food poisoning a lot," she tapped her chin. "They gave us such small portions for so much money."

"That doesn't sound like fun," Sasuke smirked. "I know how much you love food."

"Guilty."

Hiashi watched his daughter completely ignore Corn- no, Tyusuki. He didn't understand why they broke up. "Hinata?"

"Yes, father?" She turned to him.

"Why did you and Tyusuki break up?"

She smiled but it was forced. "This is h-hardly the time father?"

"Sir," Tyusuki began.

"I want to know," he asked sternly.

The two stayed quiet. Sasuke took her hand. "Cornball cheated on her."

"Sasuke!" Hinata hissed.

"What? I'm sure Cornball wasn't invited because your father really wanted him for company," sharp onyx eyes turned the Hyuuga head. It was clear that Hiashi was trying to set them up again.

"My name is-"

"Cornball, please," Hinata raised a silencing hand. Sasuke and Hinata glared at each other quietly until Sasuke gave her a peck on the lips. The Hyuuga woman blushed and turned to her father. "Can we leave the past behind us?"

Hiashi tried pushing himself up. "I-"

The doctor finally came in. "Good news, everything checks out." The busty woman started. "You'll just be sore for a few days."

"I was aware." He crossed his arms. "I'm ready to go. Hinata call Kō to pick me up."

Tyusuki stood. "Sir, I will take you home."

"Sit down, Cornball." He ordered.

"Y-yes sir..."

The couple tried to hide their grins.

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"I hope you aren't fired." Hinata whispered. It had started raining and Sasuke went to pull the car around. "I didn't tell him, um, then because of that."

Tyusuki sighed. "Do you really think he is going to fire his best employee over this? Come on, don't be so elementary."

She shook her head. "You're still an...asshole!" Hinata clenched her fist. "You hurt me a-and you don't even care."

He adjusted his tie. "If only you could keep up," he laughed. "Then you go on to date some common delinquent with an attitude problem? No wonder why your father doesn't approve."

"Don't talk a-about Sasuke," she hand dipped in her purse.

"Oh, you love him? The uncultured swine of a man. At least I never beat you. I bet he is uncontrollable! What a joke!?"

Hinata frowned deeply. "I said don't talk about him."

Tyusuki took her chin and smirk. "But I bet he can never make you scream like I did, baby."

When Sasuke pulled around, Hinata hopped in smoothly. "Drive."

"What?" She looked to see nurses coming to pick up the electrocuted male on the ground. "Did you taser him?"

"Yes," she nodded. "A bit too long. Drive, please."

Sasuke took off without another word. "You're going to be sent behind arms."

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"I'm going to working the Graveyard Shift for a few weeks." He laid in her lap.

Hinata's brows knotted in confusion. "Why?" She asked as she played idly in his hair.

"The rent has increased," he didn't like lying but he also didn't want to tell her the real reason.

"I can help," she told him for the thousandth time.

"Didn't I say I have it?" Sasuke hadn't meant his voice to rise. It was a sign that he was lying but Hinata didn't know that at the time.

She looked away. "Sorry."

"Don't apologize," he sat up. "It's my fault. Look, Naruto wants me to be a bartender at his little party."

"Alright," she mumbled.

"Hina-" he stopped as she walked to the back room. "Fuck."

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It was three in the morning when Sasuke called Hinata. She had fallen asleep doing work around eleven. "Hello? S-Sasuke?"

"Princess," he breathed.

Hinata took the phone from her ear to make sure this was really him. "Yes? Where are you?"

"I'm a Naruto's place. My tire went flat and my phone went dead. I just found a charger," he explained more bothered that he wasn't at home than she was. "Are you okay?"

Hinata rubbed her eyes gently and padded through the apartment. Locking the windows and top lock of the front door. "I'm o-okay, I'm just glad you're okay." Her finger glided over the top of the counter and picked out the butcher knife from the holder.

She could hear Sasuke shuffle a bit. "Yeah, it's the last time." He grumbled. "What are you doing?"

Hinata took the knife and went back into their room. Storm ran in before she locked that door too. The Hyuuga woman crawled in bed and kept the lamp on. "Just getting in bed."

"My side?"

She smiled softly as her head laid on his self-scented pillow and curled into his hoodie. "Yes."

They held the phone for what felt like six years to an exhausted Hinata. Anyway, needless to say, when Sasuke got home the next morning and unlocked every thing, he found Hinata asleep with the phone still pressed against her cheek.

He climbed in bed and almost got stabbed in the thigh when Hinata jerked awake. "You c-can't sneak up on me like some ninja!" She held her thumping heart.

Sasuke put the knife on the nightstand and proceeded to use his girlfriend as a pillow. "Ugh, your head is t-too heavy!" She tried moving him from her chest.

"Accept me flaws and all," he waved her off.