Chapter Two:

She fainted.

Itachi should have been disappointed. This was the woman who walked into his office unannounced, proposed to him, made him an offer he couldn't refuse and then fainted when he named his condition. Really, he should have been extremely disappointed, but for some reason, remembering the peaceful way she lay in his back seat, he just couldn't.

"Thank you," Itachi said, giving the florist back her pen and his signed card.

"You're welcome. She's going to love them." The blonde behind the counter said. "I'm Ino."

"I'm Itachi, pleased to meet you." He replied politely shaking the woman's hand. He kept a straight face even as he noticed the tell-tale signs of recognition.

It was always the same, first the eyes would get sparkly, then the flushing cheeks and finally the high pitched squealing.

As if on cue, there was the squealing.

"Itachi? Uchiha Itachi?"

"I'm sorry, I think you have me confused with someone else. But no worries, it happens all the time." He replied calmly. It was nothing new to him. He was a genius. He had taken over his family's company at the age of sixteen and almost quadrupled their profits. Then when his brother was old enough, he passed that onto his brother and then started his own company from scratch. Now at the age of twenty five, he was one of the richest men under the age of thirty. His face was plastered onto just about every business magazine that existed, he was surprised she didn't actually recognize him.

"Did your parents name you after him?" She asked excitedly. Her knuckles were white from holding the pen so tight. The relief he felt for not being caught in his lie was quickly forgotten. Seeing the way Ino was holding that pen, suddenly he was very afraid for his Armani shirt.

After all, projectile splatter from a burst pen was no laughing matter

"They named me after my mother's first pet." He said discreetly taking a step back.

"Your mother had a pet weasel?"

"No, it was a rabbit. But she loved it very much."

"Oh, that's strange."

"Yes, a little," Itachi glanced at his watch and grimaced. He was running late for his lunch meeting with his father.

Uchiha Fugaku was not a man who liked to be kept waiting. No doubt he'd get an earful when he got to his parent's house.

"I have to go now. Thank you for your help." He gave the dreamy eyed girl a nod and quickly made his way to his car.

"You're welcome! Come again!"

When she came to she had a throbbing head ache and a bump on the back of her head the size of a light bulb to blame.

When had she hit her head?

She closed her eyes and buried her head under her pillow when she remembered that a big chunk of her day was missing.

That could only mean one thing: she had fainted.

"Satomi-san!" she called as she jumped out of bed. "Satomi-san!" Her yelling only made the pulsating of her head even worse, but there were things to find out.

"Hinata-sama?" her maid came rushing at her. "Hinata-sama! You're up, you should stay in bed. I was told you hit your head pretty hard."

She grabbed onto the middle-aged woman's shirt, her eyes pleading with her as she asked her question. "Satomi-san, how did I get back?"

"I'm sorry?"

"What time is it!" Hinata demanded. She looked around frantically for a wall clock. "Oh my god, it's eight. Do you think he'll still be there?"

"Hinata-sama, I'm sorry but you're going to have to start over."

"How did I get back? I left hours ago, remember?"

"You're fiancé brought you back. He said that you were so surprised when he popped the question, that you fainted."

"My fiancé?"

"Yes, your fiancé."

Hinata finally let the poor woman go, and slumped to the floor. "My fiancé." She buried her face in her hands and let out a relieved sigh.

She brushed the hair out of her face when something hard came into contact with her forehead.

She looked at her hand and ended up fighting for control over her face. It wouldn't do to look surprised at the beautiful diamond ring on her finger. Especially since Satomi was told she fainted because she was proposed to.

But the ring was simple, but so beautiful. A single four carat diamond was clasped in platinum claws, the light reflected on the diamond in such an enchanting way that her breath was taken away. She felt guilt rumble in her stomach, he must have spent so much on a sham of a relationship.

But that didn't matter, nothing mattered at that moment.

He accepted and now she could get started with the rest of her plan

"Hinata-sama? Maybe we should get you back to your room."

"I'm okay Satomi-san, thank you."

Satomi lingered, obviously unsettled by her mistress' behavior. Was she supposed to leave her a heap in the middle of the hallway or was she to get her back to her room?

"Hinata-sama, this is very inappropriate. Please let me take you back to your room."

"Satomi-san, I'm okay. Thank you."

"But, I must insist-"

Both women froze when the door bell rang. Neither of them were expecting any guests.

"Please return to your room while I answer the door." Satomi bowed and took a few steps back before turning to answer the door, but was stopped by the elegant hand grasping her arm.

"Please, let me Satomi-san. I feel fine."

"But-"

Hinata flashed the woman a warm smile and ran a hand through her hair to make herself look more presentable. She was positive she looked a mess the way she had been running around like a mad woman.

"Hello, what can I do for you?" She opened the door to a bouquet of beautiful lilies and irises.

"I have a delivery for Hyuuga, Hinata?"

"That's me." She said quietly. She had never gotten flowers before, not like this anyway. She took a step back to balance herself, when the impossibly large bouquet was shoved into her arms.

"Great, if you would please sign here," The panel for the delivery guy was shoved into her hands.

She did her best to look around the bouquet and scrawled her signature across the dotted line.

She started to say, "Thank you," but before she got the first syllable out a packaged was rudely pushed into her hands.

"I'm going to need you to sign for that too."

"Oh, okay. Sure." She said confused. Flowers and a present on the same day? This was too weird for words. She quickly signed and shut the door behind her, completely oblivious to the delivery man's out stretched hand waiting for his tip.

Who would send…this?

She set the bouquet down first and package, and then stepped back to stare at the two things.

The delivery man said it was for her, right?

"Why don't you read the card?" Satomi's calm voice suggested.

"Huh?"

Satomi reached over and pulled the card from the bouquet. "The card Hinata-sama."

"Oh, right."

She took the card out of her maid's hand and opened the card.

I like steak and daisies

Enjoy your gift

-Itachi

Itachi? Itach sent this?

"Who is it from, Hinata-sama?"

Hinata re-read the card. Steak and daisies, what was that supposed to mean? Did he want her to buy him steak and daisies? She was so grateful she'd buy him a farm if that was what he wanted.

"Hinata-sama?"

"It's from Itachi-san." She folded the card back up and reached for the package.

"Is that your fiancé?"

"Yes."

"As in, Uchiha Itachi?" She turned to look at her maid and studied her expression. The woman was clearly preparing herself for the worst. Since she was prepared for it, might as well dish it. Right?

"Yes."

"Hinata-sama!" The heiress didn't so much as flinch at the octave that shriek hit. Instead she calmly started unwrapping her gift slowly, not wanting to ruin the beautiful wrapping paper.

"Yes, Satomi-san?"

"Your father-"

"In six months father will not be in charge, I will be. Please Satomi-san, trust me."

"Hinata-sama…"

"Satomi-san, please," Hinata stopped what she was doing and looked at the woman with pleading eyes. The same eyes she used to get an extra cookie at dessert when she was younger.

Satomi let out a resigned sigh and Hinata went back to unwrapping the gift.

When she finally lifted the cover of the box she let out a gasp and suddenly the events leading to her black-out came rushing back.

You my dear fiancée are to woo me

"Hinata-sama?" The young woman was frozen where she was and Satomi was afraid that if she prodded her, she would just fall over.

"It's a book."

"A book?"

"A book."

"What kind of book?"

Without a word, Hinata handed the woman beside her the box and sat down on the sofa.

Satomi couldn't help the questions forming in her head, how could she not?

There in the box was a beautiful leather bound book, with the words: "Dummy's Guide to Dating" stitched across the cover in elegant embroidery.