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Chapter 3:

Taste

Days have passed since she, the cause of his suffering, arrived here. To Sasuke, she was like a curse that he had insisted on having himself. If he did not help Orochimaru on kidnapping her, then maybe he was not suffering like this, not that it would make a difference. Of course, Orochimaru will still have what he wanted even without Sasuke's help.

Ever since that fateful incident between them happened, he had suffered from both physical and sexual anguish. It was like she had inflicted a disease that drove him nearly mad. She gave him sleepless nights and nausea. How could he take a goodnight sleep when every time he closes his eyes, it was she whom he sees? She was the replacement for that traumatic nightmare that was given to him by Itachi, the craving that his body longed to satisfy, and the obsession that took his mind off from everything.

In Sasuke's opinion, it was not fair. He decided to leave Konoha and go to Orochimaru's hideout because of the power that the snake sannin promised him, but it seems that Orochimaru had given him something that he did not wish for in the first place.

How could he avenge his massacred family when she's here –inside his head? How could he focus on his original goals when his body aches for hers and started convincing him to feed his yearning first before anything else? Oh Kami, she tortures him more than his brother does. Her image haunts him everywhere! –in the training grounds, in the corridors, in the tub, in his room, in his bed, and even in the walls! Now, where could he improve his skills? She was everywhere! EVERYWHERE!

No matter how hard Sasuke tried to focus or to meditate or to persuade himself that ambitions should come first before desires, every detail of that very unpleasant incident flashes in his mind.

She had turned his world upside down. She made him human. She placed everything in disarray.

When he was young, all the girls in the village run after him and beg him to accept their undying disgusting affections, but not one of them succeeded on even making him think of touching them with the tip of his smallest finger. But this girl and her oh-so-terrible body, they both made him imagine the only thing that the well-known Uchiha Sasuke considered unthinkable.

She was a rodent whom should be exterminated! Her smell, her voice, her body… They have to be perished from this earth! They drive him wild, so wild.

He has decided. His ill-fated family calls from their graves and he could not just turn them down.

He had to remember his promise… His oath… His ambition…

Avenge them. Kill your brother. Obtain power.

NOT aspire for carnal desires, female flesh, and her.

Therefore, there was only one thing to do: kill her. She's a sore eye, a pest. She was an obstacle that should be surpassed. It's decided. He will do the right thing. Besides, she's planning to kill him, right? So before she sends him to hell, he'll take her life first. Why let yourself be killed when you could kill the person who plans to murder you?

The best remedy is to avoid the sickness itself.

Sasuke knocked on the wooden door, mentally wishing that she was inside but deep inside hoping she wasn't.

No, he told himself. This will be the best for the two of us. She wanted to be with her friends and I want her out of my head and my life.

Seconds passed. There was no answer but he could feel presence inside.

Is she hiding from me?

Of course, she is! After that happened, she probably does not have the face to see him again. But… Didn't she plan it? After all, the whole female population of Konoha wanted his attention. Every female in that blasted village is a member of his stomach-turning 'I-Love-Prince-Sasuke-So-Much-Fanclub'. It will take a miracle for her not to want what had happened. She's a fangirl. Every girl in Konoha is a fangirl. She was not different from the girls who chase him around the village and offered themselves to him.

Yes, she couldn't possibly not want him. She planned it all. She wanted him the way all the girls in Konoha wanted him.

Sasuke clenched his fists, annoyed about falling into her trap and about wasting his precious time right now when he should be training.

He waited patiently for another five seconds to pass before banging on the door. Still, there was no answer. The fangirl did not want him to disturb her in whatever she's doing.

How dare her! It was the god-of-all-good-looking-men knocking on her door and she refuses to let him in? What kind of foolishness was this? If Hinata were sane enough, she would let him inside her bedroom since any woman in this world would willingly admit him inside if he knocked on their doors. This is silly. She is silly.

Already feeling somewhat brainless for standing in front of a door for a full ten seconds, Sasuke pushed the door with full force, producing a very audible bang on the concrete wall. Then, he found her there, lying on the bed in her belly with the thin white sheet draped over her lower half like before.

A groan escaped Hinata's parted lips as she clawed the pillow beneath her sweaty face. To Sasuke's eyes, she looked more like making love to the bed than being constipated. Sasuke, being an untouched virgin, felt hard again. It was totally inevitable- having the chance to see Aphrodite in her weakest yet most turning on state. What's an ordinary human to do?

Scratch that. He was not just an ordinary man. He's the contemporary of Narcisus when it comes to looks and he's way hotter than Hades' fire in any way possible.

What to do? He asked himself as he stared, or more preferably, as he ogled at the goddess-like woman in front of him.

She was there (in the bed), hot, sweaty and naked. The offer itself was nothing but tempting... But the price at stake was too high. After he takes her, what will happen? Of course, he will be asking for more and more everyday... And what if she wouldn't give him what he wanted? He'll become a sexually-frustrated pervert like his former sensei.

But... Does it make any difference? If he did not get from her what he desired even just once, would it make him contented? -satisfied? In other words, would it not turn him into a madman about her body? Either of the choices he make will only result to one thing, and that is becoming a man who is just like that Copy Ninja who gratifies himself by sitting in a corner and reading that book he called 'his bible'. That is definitely not a very appealing way on spending his youth.

"Hyuuga." He said in hitched voice as he neared her sweaty form. As he became close to her, he noticed that she was leaking (no, not that you pervs!) with black and purple chakra. She was suffering from the overflowing power Orochimaru blessed her with. Even armed with a very minute amount of knowledge about the Hyuuga heiress, the Uchiha avenger knew that she lacked the drive for handling such unstable power.

Of course, he knew how it must felt; he felt the same agony when he first received the seal. As far as his mind could remember, it was hot, so hot you would think that your internal organs were being incinerated.

That must be the reason why she's sweating like hell. I must look as pitiful as this during that time.

As though sensing his presence inside her room, Hinata struggled to hoist herself up. She was on all fours when she shot him a look that could make anyone's soul jump out of his body. Her byakugan was activated. It would not really surprise him if he saw a pair of white eyes with angered veins on the temples, but what he saw was definitely not a pair of whites but a black and the color of its complete opposite.

The right side of her body was now partly covered with the black things that spread through one's body once the seal was activated.

Sure, Sasuke remembered himself being in such state but he could not recall at this very moment what exactly happened back then when he was in her position. Heck, he could not remember how he calmed down during that time.

Right now, the once shy and weak Hyuuga heiress stood before him, completely naked and all. It must have been really good to look at her but with the bloodlust in her eyes and the seal staining her supposedly blemish free skin, oh Kami, any man would never be able to think of perverted thoughts about her.

Sasuke crossed his arms as usual, trying to play whatever game the Hyuuga had in her mind and also trying to remember what remedied him when his seal was activated for the first time. He had to remember... Remember... What really happened back then? During that time, he felt as though he wanted blood and killing... Like those two were really needed to be attained. Like they were a fulfillment that he had to achieve.

What the-

Hinata initiated the battle by attacking him with her glowing palm. And she did manage to hit him on his abdomen, causing some blood to come out at the corners of his mouth. She continued to hit him but never did her dangerous fingers manage to touch him. He was excessively good to be hurt by a newbie when it comes to using the seal.

The spar was getting too long, it bore him so much that he had to focus on both dodging her attacks and recalling how he first deactivated the seal. Fighting her to no end will be useless. Even if she'll lose all her limbs, she'll still fight him... Think! Think! His right shoulder got hit. Think! Her palm reached for his chest. It was a good thing he managed to evade it or else he might be coughing out all the blood in his body and lost his control over his chakra.

His eyes widened slightly. It was just then that he remembered... He was about to kill that sound-user ninja... Then...

Sakura... And her... Hug...

Yes, that sickening hug brought him back to his senses. So, does that mean that he has to give this killing-machine one warm embrace? No. She wouldn't feel anything with just a hug. Her case was different from his. Sakura was his teammate, they knew each other very well and they acknowledged each other's existence.

The scenario right now was totally different. Sasuke was no acquaintance of Hinata and she didn't want even a single strand of his hair to roam the world of the living. What to do?

Again, Hinata tried to hit his heart. And this time, he did not just dodge the attack or evade it. Sasuke pulled the outstretched arm close to him and then...

Kissed her… Rather ferociously…

His way on stopping the influence of the cursed seal over her body was absolutely successful. The chakra on her palm disappeared, she ceased to attack him, and the black spots on her body slowly went back to its source -on her neck.

His arms wrapped around her body as though securing her from falling and ending their little once-in-a-lifetime venture. Her hands went on either of the sides of his neck as she answered his kiss with equal amount of fierce, longing and... passion? Though it didn't look nor sound right to her, she didn't feel like caring anymore. It was as though the world was theirs and only theirs, like her friends didn't need justice, like she didn't hate him... Like this wasn't wrong.

No.

He saved her from a deadly enemy... It was only right to pay him back. Even with that thought in her mind, she still wasn't thoroughly convinced that sharing an open-mouthed kiss with the Uchiha doesn't make her treacherous.

But then, it didn't matter... Actually, nothing really mattered right now.

There was only him and her... They own the world right now. Time was theirs. Everything was theirs...

Including each other.