Chapter eight

A/N: Hmmm how do I start this author's note out? You know I've always had problems figuring out how to start an A/N. I think I spend more time thinking about the note more then the actually chapter itself…

So here is chapter eight…I hope it meets your requirements…and SasHin fluff will be coming! I apologize about taking so long. I hope you reviewers don't think I'm ignoring you or anything it just takes some time to make it sound right

Heads up, there will be fluff in this chapter. Not as much as you would like but I have a feeling it will hold you over until I really start to advance into the plot. (If not tell me and I'll see what I can do)

Enjoy!

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Sasuke had gotten home that night rather late. So late that he found himself yawning and dozing off as he was driving home. When he made it home, thankfully in one piece, he instantly walked into the kitchen to get himself a drink. Tomato juice, of course.

He frowned inwardly as he saw that his bottle was half full. Of course it had to be Naoto unless his wife had a sneaky side and had gotten thirsty but he highly doubted that. She just seemed like the 'water' type of person.

Which while he was on the subject of her where was she?

The house was quiet and settled, Sakura had gone home, Naoto was who knows where, but where was she? One would think that she would be asleep but he noticed one window in the east ward was lightened up. Since being so drowsy he couldn't recall which room that was so he had ruled it off that Naoto forgot to turn the bathroom light off. But Naoto had the west side…

Shaking his head of all extra thoughts he set his juice down and proceeded up the large flight of stairs. Taking a left at the beginning of stairs he trailed through various corridors. The thought that she had gotten lost crossed his mind and he instantly regretted not showing her around more thoroughly before leaving.

Eventually he ended up before the double door room named the library. Only to find out that it was locked. Sighing he pressed his ear against the door and surprisingly he heard the sound of faint breathing. So she had fallen asleep? Well she probably didn't have key and neither did he at the moment. But didn't he keep spares around?

He looked and failed. The only thing he found was a bobby pin which was probably Sakura's. This is exactly what happens when you listen to Naoto, he should have listened to himself and purchased normal locks instead of automatically activated ones. "More sufficient security." Naoto had put it.

Unfortunately he couldn't pick the lock because that would make the alarm go off and he didn't want that happening.

He had two options. Stay awake until she came to the conclusion that she was locked in her own library or go to sleep in his bed?

He sighed at his decision.

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Sakura had woken up rather late the next morning after the events that had happened the day before. In fact she had woken up laughing until tears pricked the ends of her eyes. But afterwards she ended up feeling a bit guilty.

She had decided that she would make friends with Hinata even before she even knew her. Of course she knew he would get married eventually and why have enemies when you can just be friendly? Her reputation had already been ruined enough why make it even worse?

When she had started to work for Sasuke women were extremely jealous. She noticed that they were giving her the cold shoulder daily and it was irritating. So she shot back and before she knew it she had been dubbed the 'secret lover of Sasuke Uchiha' and many other things she didn't want to repeat.

Of course she liked Sasuke. She liked him a lot but she wouldn't go so far as to take on a relationship with him. Working for him was already hard enough but actually having a relationship with him? That was definitely out of the question! And as far as she was concerned would never happen.

It wasn't much of a surprise to her, as said before, when she heard that the youngest daughter of a very important man would marry him. It would be interesting for her to see if whoever this woman was could take on the pressure of being an Uchiha.

She was actually relieved at the news. The marriage wouldn't make her seem so …vivacious and wild and she could actually smile and get one in return. So yes the marriage was a good thing. Good in a way a marriage should be but aren't there so many times when a marriage looks like one thing but isn't?

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Waking up with your head pressed against various books isn't the most enjoyable thing in the world. In fact it isn't at all. It's quite uncomfortable and it makes you wonder just what made you do it. Of all the silly things to do you have to fall asleep in your own library?

"My head…" Hinata mumbled as she slightly opened her eyes only to have to shield them with her hands from the blinding sunlight. Apparently she had fallen asleep in front of the window.

Sitting up, she rubbed her head stressfully. Shaking her head at her own idiocies she stood up slowly and yawned. A large collection of various books were scattered around her and she stared at them distastefully.

Apparently she hadn't been paying attention to all the books she had been taking off the shelf or the time for that matter. And what would Sasuke think?

Hinata gasped at the sudden thought of him. What would he think happened to her? Or an even better question, what would he do? Biting her lip she stepped over the various piles of books and headed for the door only to find out that it was locked.

It took her a few minutes to come to the conclusion that the key Naoto had given to her the night before was the key that unlocked this door. Once again she eyed the various books with distaste. Reluctantly she walked over and bent down to start searching.

Eventually she found the key. Letting out a sigh of relief she once again trekked over to the door and inserted the key into the lock. The door creaked open and Hinata smiled. Finally she was free! Her smile quickly disappeared though when her eyes met the sight of her own husband sitting on the floor right beside the door, his head cocked to one side. It appeared to her that he was sleeping and it didn't look comfortable at all.

Her face expression deepened as she pondered what she would do. Should she politely wait until he woke up as he had so generously done for her? Or should she leave him alone in fear that he would be upset when he woke up even though she knew he would catch up to her eventually?

Pursing her lips she, quietly, took a seat by him. Nothing else in the house could be heard except his subtle breathing. Plainly she took her chances and stared at him. She admired his features, the way they molded perfectly to make him. To her, he seemed perfect, and that was a problem. Because she was anything but perfect.

While taking in his striking features, she noted that he smelled good. He smelled attractive and as she thought about it, it made her smile. Ino would be ecstatic to know that Hinata had those kinds of thoughts. Ino would laugh and then grin saying something that would make Hinata frown or possible scold her but she would be smiling in the inside.

"You know if you had been anything other then my wife, for staring at me so intently I would have blatantly told you to stop. But since you are my wife I suppose that's a good thing." His voice pierced the quiet with sudden sharpness though he had said it softly.

He's awake.

She spent the first five minutes of his time sputtering apologies while he sighed and said simply while looking at her.

"You're welcome."

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This is certainly refreshing. Hinata thought with a relaxed look on her face. She stood in the warm shower, her back facing the opposite side of the shower curtain. Estimating from the time she stepped into the shower to the present time, she would say she had been in for a half hour.

"Any longer and I might fall asleep." She joked good-naturedly to herself. It was a humorous thought but she didn't want that to happen so she reached down and turned the shower off. Grabbing the towel she swapped before getting into the shower she wrapped it around her body.

She knew for a fact that Sasuke wasn't in the room. He had told her before she had gone to shower that he would be in his study for a while so she opened the bathroom door and entered the room. A blast of cold, fresh, air hit her body and her wet hair. Shivering, she dried herself off (not before locking the room door first of course) and quickly got dressed.

Staring at herself in the full view mirror by her dresser she wondered if she was over-dressed. Was a dark blue pencil skirt and matching top a little too flamboyant for her? Ino was, after all, the person who picked the outfit and Neji did say it was to revealing. Hinata remembered Ino rolling her eyes and saying that she was way past the age of 'revealing too much'.

"You have a great body Hinata. Don't be afraid of showing it off." Ino told her. Neji had snorted and left the room.

What Ino had forgotten was that Hinata didn't like showing off.

Not wanting to send the wrong message Hinata decided to change into something more…humble. She was brushing her hair when she heard a knock on the door. When she opened the door a smiling Sakura emerged into the room.

"Hey, Hinata." Sakura said. "Sasuke told me you'd be up here."

Hinata smiled back. "Hello, Sakura." Hinata eyed what Sakura had on. A knee-length halter topped dress. It looked like something Ino would wear when she was in a fun and flirty mood.

Sakura eyed Hinata's previous outfit she had on which was hanging on a hanger. "I have a skirt just like that, it's red though." Sakura told her.

Hinata wasn't surprised. "My friend helped me pick that out…Ino Yamanaka."

Sakura nodded laxly. "I know her…so Hinata what do you plan on doing today?"

"I'm not exactly sure…I don't have plans."

Sakura grinned as she turned to Hinata. "That's good because today I plan on taking you out. There aren't very many women around here so I want to make the best of your company while I can."

Hinata smiled. "Thank you—" She was cut off by the sudden gargle of her stomach. She hadn't eaten anything since the day before and that was breakfast that Kisuke, her father's personal chef, had prepared.

Her cheeks reddened and Sakura laughed. "We'll have lunch first."

"But first…" Sakura trailed off as she eyed Hinata's face. Rummaging in her purse Sakura asked. "Do you wear make-up?"

Hinata shook her head. "I don't like it."

"That's good because the natural look fits you." Sakura pulled out a stick of clear lip-gloss. "Don't worry I just bought this yesterday. I haven't used it yet."

Reaching over Sakura applied the lip-gloss to Hinata's plush lips and then handed it to her. "Keep it, I can always buy a new one."

Hinata stared at the small stick of lip-gloss and said thank you. Sakura nodded and told Hinata to stay put while she brought her car around to the front entrance. As Sakura left the room Hinata couldn't help but wonder if what Ino had said was true. Sakura didn't seem like the type to date a guy and then leave him and feel no remorse…

Was Sakura just putting on an act or was she truly sincere? Or was Ino just spreading a bad misunderstanding?

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