Tomorrow

Summary: No longer a one shot. A multi chapter story where Kakashi and Hinata find themselves underestimating their enemy and falling prey to a little trick he plays on them. The trick come with consequences and feelings that neither are really sure they want to explore.

Disclaimer: Kishimoto is my surrogate father so I mean, that pretty much means that I own Naruto right? Right?! *cries in a corner* No, I do not own Naruto.

Chapter Two: Austere Reality

There were bright lights, a myriad of sounds and a few words spoken to him before he woke up. Trying to get back a sense of the dream he had just had, Kakashi raised his hand to his face, trying to shut out the light from the sun that peeked through the window, when he felt his arm catch on something and heard a groan. Remaining very still, the Jounin waited till the movement and sound petered out before glancing over and seeing if he needed to kill anything.

He was surprised and enamoured of the sight of Hinata in his bed, looking thoroughly worn out.

Turning slightly, so as not to wake her, Kakashi looked at Hinata's naked body and sleeping face and felt himself begin to become aroused. Stomping that down with everything he had, he tried to remember what had gotten them into this predicament; Hinata was not that kind of girl.

He stopped his thoughts and found that those words were familiar, very familiar.

And it all came back.

The target, the drink, the drug, Hinata telling him it wasn't poison then coming to him with the cure, him taking her and her protesting till he made her stop with sweet touches.

He looked back to her, it was hard to think that everything that had led to this moment was due to an unknown substance, he felt cheated and wasn't sure why.

The heiress was lying on her side with her back to him, one hand held in a fist near her mouth and the other holding the covers in the middle of her breasts. Her dark hair had fallen around her face and some strands had stuck to her lips. As his eyes roamed her body his hand lightly brushed her cheek with the back of his hand, feeling the smooth skin that brought back memories of how he had touched her last night. Looking up and down her body, following her curves, Kakashi's eyes landed on her wrists and realised that she had material wrapped around her wrists. Trailing it, he found that the same material was tied to his wrists.

It was then- when he realised the depth of what the drug had obviously made him feel, that the emotions he was still feeling must be the consequence of the drug - that he pulled away from her warmth, away from her body.

He quickly untied the material around her and his wrists, concentrating on not feeling her, and thought of a million different ways to make this better. He flinched as his own words came back to him. How he said that he would marry her, how he had basically pledged his undying love and how he had shown her his face.

'Kami, I'm so stupid!' He thought, looking back over to the sleeping girl by his side. The drug must have completely trashed his mind; there was no way that he would ever say those kinds of things, even if he did mean them. Hinata was right, last night wasn't him.

He felt like a bastard but he had never been so happy to know that Hinata wouldn't have believed him last night. There would have been a large part of her that inside disbelieved every word he said to her, even if he had meant it.

He managed to think of a way to fix all that had happened. Things couldn't stay how they were they needed a solution or rather, he needed a solution. There was only one idea that sounded any good to him. Yes it was cowardly and yes, he probably wasn't thinking straight but it held a huge amount of appeal to him.

He could pretend it never happened.

He could tell Hinata that she'd worked herself really hard yesterday and had strained her groin muscle explaining the ache she'd have, and then he could tell her that he gave her too much pain medication which gave her hallucinations, explaining the memories she had and the reason he would look so guilty. Because he would feel guilty and there was no way he could really get around that.

Working on this plan, he didn't notice the woman waking up beside him and gazing at him with her large opalescent eyes.

"Kakashi, is it tomorrow?"

Her voice startled him and he jumped out of bed, looking down at her.

"Ah, Hinata-san," He choked out, his eyes looking to her and then darting to the wall to his side so as not to notice her naked body.

Lazily, Hinata checked her wrists for bindings, finding the material gone but seeing marks ringing her small skin and then sat up, clutching the covers around her bare breasts.

When he turned back to her she was looking at him, staring into his eyes, and he thought he caught a twinge of something resembling pain when he spoke and sighed in resignation. What woman wouldn't hate him at the moment?

"Yes," she spoke up as she looked to the window where the sun spilled its oblivious joy into the room, joy that wasn't really welcomed at the moment, "Its tomorrow."

~~~*~~~

She knew this would happen. Knew that all she had said was coming true but being right didn't soothe this pain, didn't bring back her honour and her innocence. She just wished he hadn't called her 'Hinata-san'.

"Hatake-san," she said as she turned from him to look out the window, "You should put on some clothes."

Hearing him gasp softly made her lips twitch as he had obviously been unaware of his nakedness. She sat still in the bed, trying not to think too hard about the consequences of their actions, and him naked, as she heard him move about the room.

He cleared his throat when he was done and she turned around to meet his eyes. He hadn't put on his mask yet and she couldn't help but feel grateful to him for it. It gave her something.

There was a few seconds of awkward silence and Hinata used it to, probably unwisely in her mind, gaze at Kakashi. His body was primed for flight and she remembered how his muscles had tensed last night. Shaking her head in her mind she couldn't help but raise her eyes to his neck and be secretly pleased that the marks she had made with her lips and teeth were still there as his bite in her shoulder and the love bite under her ear probably was. Looking to his uncovered face she felt some guilty pleasure that she was one of the few, if any, that had seen his face.

She quickly took her eyes off of him and looked to the covers that hid her body from him. She was not helping herself with these traitorous thoughts. It was obvious that he held no higher thoughts of her like she had of him, or at least she thought she did. To be honest, Hinata wasn't sure what she really thought right now, she needed space to figure things out.

She saw him fidget in the corner of her eye and her hopes of salvaging something of this, of believing for a dream like second that maybe it wasn't because of the drug, died. The Hyuuga knew what was going to happen next, what he was going to say and she did not want to hear it.

"I am so sorry Hinata-san," He started but Hinata held up her hand, she didn't want to hear anymore of his regret.

"It's ok Hatake-san, I understand, it wasn't you, it was the drug."

'Please,' she thought, 'just shut up and we'll continue like it never happened, it's probably the best thing to do at the moment, at least give me some dignity.'

Those words she had said in a rush last night, about having to marry her were empty now that she had seen the harsh cold light of reality. He didn't have to marry her, she was a kunoichi, it would be very hard to prove that her hymen hadn't weakened and broken over time as she did her daily training in the years of her being a ninja; in fact it was surprising that she had had a hymen for him to break at all last night.

But he just kept on talking.

"No," he said forcefully, his eyes wide and his hands were flexing by his side, "You have to understand Hinata-san."

She looked at him then, really looked at him and pleaded with her eyes what she could not say, 'please, please, don't say anything that I can't bear.'

He didn't hear her as he continued, "You have to believe me when I say,"

No, Kami, please stop Kakashi,

"That I would never, never,"

You're killing me Kakashi,

"Do anything like that to you of my own free will."

Closing her eyes tightly, she strove to remain calm and in control of her emotions. Unfortunately, she could feel the tears build up in her eyes so she did the only thing she could; she couldn't leave but he could.

"Please leave Hatake-san," she all but spat his name out, her eyes still clenched shut.

"Hinata, I'm so sorry."

"Don't call me that and please leave."

Her voice was very cool and controlled but inside she was seething.

He had no right, no right, to call her that and to dredge up a sense of familiarity that he so casually threw away with his words a moment ago. Opening her eyes, she looked up at him.

He was by the door, debating to do as she asked, when his eyes fell on hers and she thought she saw a flicker of something that she didn't understand or it could have just been another shot of regret.

She could feel her emotions break down and grabbed on to her Hyuuga voice, the one she used on children, animals and men that would not do as she said, "Hatake-san, you need to leave now. I will meet with you at our rendezvous point where we said we would meet and we will leave for Konoha immediately. We'll leave this behind us"

Seeing him still waver she used her last advantage, adopting a tired and weaker tone of voice, with a hint of humour to make him think that she was fine.

"I need to get changed."

Blushing, Kakashi moved more quickly to the door. Was he so eager to not see her body again? No, she shouldn't have thoughts like that, let it go Hinata.

He started to open the door when she spoke out again, stopping him in his tracks.

"Don't forget your mask Hatake-san, and your scarf for your eye."

Acting quickly, the Jounin had his mask pulled over his nose and had retrieved his black scarf from the corner of the room where he had thrown it the night before, tying it securely around his head, covering his eye before he turned back to Hinata.

"We'll work it out Hinata-san, together."

With that he was gone, leaving Hinata in a state of confusion and anxiety as she washed her body from the night before and clothed herself all the while thinking of his parting words.

'Work it out?' She mused to herself, 'yes, we'll work it out by forgetting about it. Neither one of us want or need this thing to continue, it's too dangerous, too complicated and not even real. I can let it go if you can Kakashi.'

Her scarf was by the bed where it had slipped off with all the movement of the night before. She picked it up and tied it around her head, covering a non-existent cursed seal and hid her tears while she closed the door and went into her room to pack up her belongings. She would cry at home, not now, not when he would see them and feel even more regret.

Not as quickly as Kakashi and with much more energy, Hinata consciously pulled up her mask and went to find some food before meeting the man she had given herself to.

~~~*~~~

To say that Kakashi was confused was a very simple adjective to explain what he was feeling. A hundred emotions were tolling through his brain, trying to make purchase in his mind. He felt so much guilt for what had happened, he felt sick with himself that he had let it go so far and he felt ashamed for the way that he had taken Hinata, obviously against her will no matter what wonderful words he chose to remember.

He had walked straight to their meeting point so he could have some time to figure out what to do. Sitting on a large rock, Kakashi recalled all that had happened last night and felt like a fool.

If only that man hadn't drugged him, if only he had gone on the mission with someone else but no, this mission had given them both something that they didn't want but something that they had to deal with all the same.

The Jounin wanted to pace, do something terribly uncharacteristic and lose his cool but he didn't, he strove to keep his indifferent demeanour, if only to the flora and fauna, and think this out rationally. It would do no one any good to rant and rave like a lunatic. In an act of compromise, Kakashi dug out a kunai and started to scrape the rock he was sitting on, cutting spirals and shapes into it randomly to ease some of the stress he was feeling.

Why had he said all those sweet things to her? Sure, he was attracted to the Hyuuga heiress but who with one out of the five senses wouldn't be? And Kami, hadn't he experienced every one of them last night.

No!

This was not the time to bring up torrid fantasies that were brought to life last night, he needed to focus, focus! The fact that Hyuuga Hinata had not left his mind since he had started this mission had no bearing on his feelings of last night. The night before was a drug, not him, he could never be like that. Especially not to her.

Cramming his libido back down, the Copy-Nin started to think through the process, maybe they could just leave this all behind them but as hard as it would be to not think about her, how much harder would it be to not think about the man who you gave your virginity to?

He really didn't want to hurt her but he wasn't going to marry her - Kami, did he really say that? – he was not the marrying type at all. With his line of work he would die soon anyway, either that or be severely injured. And if he was to marry, the heiress to the Hyuuga clan would not be the smartest thing to do for a shinobi that just wants to read his books and fight for his village, there would be all sorts of political debates and special laws and he'd probably have to adapt to a fair amount of change. When he really thought about it and forced his mind to focus on the negatives, he realised that they were not compatible in any way. At all. They were completely different – but wouldn't she just be the most compliant and sweetest wife?

No, there was no way he was marrying. He shook his head, flexing his fingers around his kunai as his other hand came up to the bridge of his nose, trying to soothe away the stress. No matter how demure the Hyuuga was, he was Hatake Kakashi, destined to be a forever bachelor and happy to be known as that. He shook his head ruefully at himself again, trying to make it obvious to himself, marriage was not in his lifetime, nor was a relationship of any deep meaning.

For the second time in one day he was actually thankful that Hinata felt so bad about herself that she knew that he had been talking such absurd things because of the drug and not for any other, subconscious reason. He knew that she would discount every word that he had spoken, every gesture he had made and he felt relieved.

Then he felt horrible for being happy again that Hinata had no self esteem.

He didn't feel the need to be particularly worried for any other reason either, mainly because the trip back home would take a couple of days which gave them more than enough time to work things out, surely that would be enough time for two adult shinobi to sort through a drug filled night.

Her soft voice suddenly came back to him. Last night when she had given him the real reason that she hadn't wanted to have sex with him she had listed some good points that, so far, he had proven right except for one and he couldn't help but dig the kunai into the rock a little harder as he thought about them.

"Tomorrow you'll try to forget this happened after you've realised I'm not hurt."

That had been one of his first thoughts and he would have gone through with it if she hadn't woken when she had with such clarity of what had happened. Maybe he should have stayed and talked things through with her before leaving, instead of giving her the chance to block everything out like he had wanted to.

"Tomorrow I'll just go back to being Hinata-san or, or m-maybe even Hyuuga-san."

He flinched inwardly when he remembered this line. She had called him Kakashi, just Kakashi, this morning and he had thrown that back in her face when his first words to her were 'Hinata-san'.

Shit, he was such an idiot; he was not making this easier for her.

He started to think of the other point she had made when he heard her walk towards him, the footsteps loud and clear letting him know that she was making herself heard to him, before he saw her. Standing up he could smell the soap come from her, leaning towards her a bit more, he could faintly smell his scent on her. Having the contrast of her cleanliness let him realise that he hadn't showered before he had come out here. Cursing himself for his stupid mistake, he hated the fact that he also couldn't help but be somewhat glad that her scent was still on his skin, and the marks he had placed on her were still there, but he threw that thought down where his libido lay. Her scent would be gone in the next couple of days and his from her, the marks would last a little longer but would be gone as well so there was no need to think on these things. These were thoughts that would get him into trouble and they didn't need trouble so he tamped down the meddlesome emotions he seemed to have around the Hyuuga woman and looked away from her tempting body, a body that he knew so well.

Her last words came through to him as their eyes met, giving the only signal as they both jumped into the trees making their way home with as much distance as was polite.

"Tomorrow I'll just be me and you'll be you."

'Hinata I'm sorry,' he thought, as the felt her follow him , his eyes resolutely focused on the next branch to take, 'but I don't think that we'll ever be the same after this. We'll never be the 'you and me' before last night. I've taken something very precious away from you, a bit of you and I'm not the kind of man you want to replace it with a bit of myself and for some reason I find myself not wanting to give it back to you even if I could.'

"Kami Kakashi," he snarled at himself under his breath before pushing all distracting thoughts out of his head to concentrate on getting home and trying to forget about what had transpired, "you really are a bastard."

~~~*~~~

She thought that, though it would be hard, she would be able to concentrate on their return to Konoha without being distracted by him. She really thought that with the years of being told to 'be stronger,' to 'be tougher,' that she could block out last night's events without too much hassle. Yes it would always be with her and she would never forget but she could get through it and at the very least not be distracted by him.

But she was wrong.

She was as far away as she could be from him and yet she wanted to get even further but she knew that she couldn't. The two were on a mission and that had to be at the forefront of their minds at all times. Her place needed to be at the centre as she was the only medic-nin and since there was only two of them that meant that she needed to be near him. If anything were to happen to Hatake Kakashi because she wasn't fully concentrating her efforts to her mission then she would never hear the end of it from her family, her friends and herself.

But he was so close!

She could smell him and herself and everything that she had tried so hard to block out that had happened but she couldn't stop it as all her memories came back to her, every single delicious memory. As sweet as the memories were though, they disallowed her to move forward and away from him.

His moans, her cries, his hands, her body, his lips, oh Kami, his lips!

Trying very hard, Hinata constructed a wall around her emotions and her embarrassing sex-drive - which used to be non-existent before Kakashi had touched her, moulded her - and forged on ahead.

Why had she ordered him out before he could have taken a shower or bath?

Her eyes centred on his back as he led the way back home and she tried to feel hate for the man that had stolen her virginity but found that she couldn't. He hadn't really stolen it. In fact, now that her memory was clear, she remembered him telling her a few times to leave but she had foolishly pressed on, thinking that she could help him.

What a fool. She always looked out for others and look what it had gotten her.

She shook her head forcefully. No! Hyuuga Hinata did not think this way. She was no cynic she was forever the optimistic, the one people went to to hear the good side of the story.

She knew that this wasn't Kakashi's fault and it was not in her to hate someone, especially when that person was not in control of their own actions.

But it hurt.

The things he had said, she had believed, if for only a second, and it felt wonderful. That someone would ever have said those words was a dream to Hinata and she felt that she would have never have heard them if not for this drug. But it was time to wake up, time to open her eyes; she knew that Kakashi did not hide feelings for her. This was no truth serum, the drug didn't make people act upon their deepest desires this was a simple but catastrophic, lust drug.

Checking her back pack and the pocket in the back with her left hand as she continued to jump from tree to tree, Hinata made sure that the vial was secure and sighed in relief that it was still contained. She hadn't checked it for a few hours and had all but forgotten about it but she was glad she had packed it. Tsunade would want to see this drug and know what it was and how it was made, they also needed to make sure that Tsunade knew what had happened and check to see if Hinata was not pregnant. She didn't discuss this with Kakashi, it was obvious that he wanted to leave this behind them, in that small village in Grass Country, but she needed to know.

She knew she shouldn't but she couldn't help but feel sad about the fact that he wanted to forget. He had been her first and she wasn't sure if she could give up her memories as quickly as she had thought and vowed she would. She had a horrible feeling that things were only going to get more complicated once they got back home.

'I'll deal with it when we get there,' she thought as she kept following Kakashi, watching the way he moved, his muscles and sinews flexing bringing back memories of the night before, and closed her eyes briefly in a small prayer, 'if I can.'

A/N: Well, I hoped you liked the second chapter of Tomorrow! Thing's are going to get much more complicated soon but have no fear I'm a sucker romance so you'll see some more Kakashi x Hinata later on.

Yours,

Jaggarte x