So, where were we?
Oh, yeah! She palmed him.
Good times~
To set the record straight, she needed to clarify a few things.
She was single.
She was a workaholic.
She hated guys — especially a certain one from high school.
Listen, she's all for forgiving people and whatnot, but this guy took it too far.
Like, really far.
All throughout high school, Hinata Hyuga was a — to put it bluntly — reject. She didn't have any friends — any friends — and nobody liked her. But this was only through high school. She had plenty of friends in elementary and middle school! They all carried over to each grade, even to her first year in high school — but that ended in a week or two. She couldn't really remember. Not that she wanted to remember her three years of hell anyway. She avoided all conversations about that place.
"Did you ever go to prom?"
She would walk out of the room.
"Pep rallies were fun!"
She sighed and eased away.
Yeah, pep rallies were really fun — for people who had friends.
Actually, now that she thought about it she hated pep rallies regardless. Sasuke and his friends used to sit around her, always hitting her with those mini pompoms. Well, his friends just laughed. He was the only one hitting her. It felt like he was always the only one hitting her.
Oh, Sasuke Uchiha, how she hated him so...much!
To make a long story short, Sasuke was her personal bully the whole time in hell — well, high school. It was the oddest thing too; how he started the torture. The entire event, how it happened, still confused her until this day. Though, she really didn't like thinking about it.
It started with a pool party. Her two best friends — at the time — Ino Yamanaka and Sakura Haruno, threw a pool party a week before the tenth grade year started. Everyone was invited, but of course the most anticipated guest was the Sasuke Uchiha! The three best friends had a huge crush on him and all they ever wanted was for him to notice them. What's more, they got their wish! Well, one of them did anyways. That day, Ino noticed that Sasuke wasn't giving just anyone his attention.
"Hinata," she said, "I think...Sasuke is looking at you."
Sakura folded her arms. "He's looking over here."
She shook her head. "No. I'm pretty sure he's looking at just her."
Hinata went red from excitement! Was this true? She glanced over to where he and his friends were standing and looked away at making eye contact. Oh goodness, she was about to faint. This must have been the greatest moment of her life. Hinata has liked this boy since kindergarten, but he never paid her any attention. Hell, she didn't even think he knew she existed. Well, he knows now! She put both hands on her cheeks at the dreamy thought of them together forever!
"I think you should go talk to him," Ino cheered.
"R-really?"
She nodded and Sakura shrugged with a small smile.
Hinata swallowed air, got some courage, and began walking over to the boy of her dreams!
Now, ten years later, Hinata wished she had just left that as a fantasy.
Her entire march across the pool was breathtaking. Sasuke had his dazzling eyes on her the entire time with a blank look on his face. Without tripping over air, she finally made it to her destination and almost collapsed from just breathing in his air. This was the happiest moment of her life.
For the record, Hinata wasn't wearing a bathing suit like most people. She had on shorts with a tee for the reason that she didn't like the way she looked in a bathing suit; she really just came to support her friends. Back then, she wondered if that was why Sasuke was just staring at her with a vacant face even when she was right in front of him.
Again, she mustered up courage!
And, again, Hinata wished she left him alone that day.
The then freshman smiled sheepishly at the boy in front of her.
"H-hi, Sasuke—"
Just then, he pushed her into the pool.
Since everyone started laughing she didn't know where to look besides up at the cruel Prince Charming.
His malicious smirk evolved with every second that passed of her staring at him.
After that, she lost friends, dignity, and almost sanity.
However, she was very grateful that the teasing lightened up as the long years went on. Yet, they never ceased entirely. And it all ended on that faithful day in their last year in hell — um, high school. It started as the torments usually did: him and his friends cornering her in the hallway.
But this was different.
Sasuke's face stayed impassive. She was shocked at his question.
"Want to go out with me?"
Besides being even more perplexed at his serious face, insecurity really reared its ugly head as his friends snickered under their breaths. Nonetheless, he looked so serious — he couldn't be! After all these years of torture? He was just teasing her. Plus, how could she see him that way after all he's done to her. Yes, he was cute, but a cold heart and a hot body just don't mix! And after his next stunt, she would hate him forever. She didn't know that he would have done it differently, but he was only at the mere age of seventeen.
Plus, he thought she was going to reject him.
When she opened her mouth to speak he scoffed and his cronies laughed loudly.
He replied at her stunned expression. "You're a joke."
And what he said next stuck with her until this day.
"You're too plain for anyone to date."
And that was the main plot of her high school career.
She still can't believe Sasuke called her ugly.
Really! Why would he say that? That wasn't even necessary!
So now she was a guy-hating workaholic.
At least she had friends, dignity, and sanity!
Almost.
"Hey, Hinata." She looked up at the blonde knocking at her office door.
Temari smirked. "Let's go out tonight."
Um, no.
She ended up going anyway.
Hinata wasn't a big fan of clubs. They were too crowded, nastily humid, and they bored her, truly. The only reason why she went was because she didn't want to lose her friends. If she went another year without friends, that leap off a bridge was calling her name.
"Hinata!"
She turned around to the vague yell coming from her friend, Tenten. Why was the music playing so loud?
Tenten smiled. "Are you having fun?"
Um, no! How could she in this atrocity?
"Yes... Well, a little."
"Come on!" She started pulling on her arm. "Let's dance."
Hinata smiled uneasily. "Actually, Tenten, I...I think I'll just go sit down."
"At the bar?" Tenten grinned. "Can you order me a drink? I'll be over in a second."
She felt like that one person who holds bags while everyone else gets on the roller coaster.
Hinata preferred it this way though. She didn't like dancing that much. It...just wasn't for her. Guys get too grabby, and she gets too uncomfortable. She liked it this way: sitting at the bar — alone — and ordering drinks, though she didn't drink alcohol occasionally. Yeah, this was the life!
And that was sarcasm.
She ignored, or tried to ignore, everyone who came and went. Although no one was bothering her.
"Hey, sweetness!" a guy said to the girl next to her.
"Wanna dance!" a different guy said to her.
Her, meaning a girl next to Hinata.
She felt a bit mortified.
"A beer and something for her."
Great, another overlook on her part! She was about to never come to these singles lounges ever again.
Until a red apple martini appeared in front of her!
Yes! Finally!
She went red in the cheeks and turned to the guy to thank him.
"Thank y...yo...no."
Sasuke smirked at her stuttering. She must be really glad to see him!
That was not sarcasm.
"I can't believe you actually come to these places."
What? He was here too!
"No..." That's all she could get out.
Why was this happening?
She thought he was gone forever!
He took a sip of his beer and pointed at her glass with his index.
"That's yours."
He was such an egotistical asshole! Like she didn't know!
"NO...!"
He cocked an eyebrow.
"You're strange."
Man, he loved her.
Wow, she hated him!
"I...I have to go!" she announced. "T-thanks for the—"
He stopped her by grabbing her hand. She stared at him with disbelief and he gave her his usual nonchalant expression.
"Sit," he said.
No! She refused!
Hinata ended up sitting back down.
Damn him.
Sasuke got more comfortable in the bar stool and turned towards her. Hinata continued to avert her eyes, from her lap to the floor — to all of her friends dancing, leaving her there to rot. Why? Could this night get anymore worse? Sasuke Uchiha, the unwavering stain on her past, was sitting right next to her after seven long years and giving her that smirk he always showed before his consistent harassments. Oh lord — she needed a drink. He bit at his bottom lip when she picked up the drink he ordered her and guzzled it. She was amazing!
"What do you do now?" he asked.
"Mm." She finished downing the glass. She shakily looked at him. "I'm...I'm a counselor."
She saw he was a little confused. "A guidance counselor."
She did it to save children from people like him.
He nodded with realization and sustained that smirk for her.
"Impressive," he said smoothly.
To be honest, he wasn't that amazed.
Hinata watched him as he inched to the edge of his seat just to lean closer and place his hand on her thigh. With distaste, she looked at his hand before giving him a stern look. His smirk widened. Quickly, she pushed his hand away from her. She didn't want him to ever touch her again.
His smirk fell, but he abruptly let out a low chuckle.
"You're tense," he wheedled.
Oh my, she was still here. She needed another drink.
So, that one drink turned into two — then five to half of six. Now she was laughing for no reason and he was just watching her with delight. Sasuke even had to take her to a table because every five seconds it looked like she was about to fall off that stool. Although, on his part, it was a wonderful move. The girl kept falling all over him. She was completely wasted! Every second he got, he inched towards her and Sasuke was sure she didn't notice. Or even cared at this point.
So, like a persistent fellow, he tried again.
Hinata abruptly stopped laughing and became genuinely flushed when she felt his hand on her bare thigh again. Her heart started racing and she gulped. She didn't know what he was doing and definitely didn't know how to feel at this moment. He chuckled at her expression and she started a restless giggle when she felt his hand rise under her skirt. Her laugh got louder as she nervously grabbed his hand. He smirked wickedly before yanking her towards him.
"Oh!"
A couple of silly laughs came from the now dim girl who had fallen in her old classmate's lap. She looked up at him and gave him a blithe smile. Sasuke originally had a confident look on his face but it was gone now — replaced with a dry mouth and hazy eyes when she started to put pressure on his lap to get closer to his face. He licked his lips with colored cheeks, seeing her move closer and closer to him with focus dominating her. He gulped with anxiety.
Tenten and Temari reached the bar but didn't find their friend. They looked from each end, but still no trace of her.
Not until they looked over at occupied tables, and there she was.
Making out with some guy.
"Good for her, I suppose," Temari commented cockily.
And after that, they must have gone to the nearest grand hotel.
Hinata bit at her nails frantically.
"Calm down—oomph!"
"Ah!" she screamed as she elbowed him in the side.
Hinata ignored his pain at all the thoughts rushing through her head — this is exactly why she didn't wear skirts. Sasuke struggled to sit back up as he held his aching stomach. Now both his stomach and face hurt! What was her problem? He plainly scooted away from her and gave her an intense look, gripping his stomach harder.
"Ow," he muttered angrily.
"Oh!" She hurriedly turned to him. "I'm sorry!"
Wait — why the hell was she apologizing? He got her drunk!
She thinks.
"What...happened?"
Hinata blushed when she caught him looking her up and down.
She used the covers to hide her practically naked body.
"What?"
Frustrated, he folded his arms at her horror.
"Nothing happened," he droned.
He almost rolled his eyes at her long exhale.
To be honest, he didn't like her that way.
"We got married," he mumbled.
"Wha-WHAT!"
His eyebrows rose at her scream. It made him smirk.
"It was a joke."
She nearly choked on air as he got up from the bed.
"S-Sasuke," she said, "please don't...do that."
He breathed out a laugh and quickened his pace at a beeping sound going off. It caught her attention, so she looked to see what it was — but instantly covered her eyes when she saw him only in his underwear. She tried to steady her breathing to keep herself from getting too flustered. Sasuke saw this and smirked to himself. Hinata removed her hand when she didn't hear ruffling anymore or the beeping noise. He was looking at a beeper, straight-faced.
Was he a doctor?
"I have to go," he said quickly.
"Um...okay." Good. Leave her — forever!
He showed a cocky smile at that relieved expression. "I work at the Sato Hospital."
She doesn't care.
However, he thought she should.
He put on his jacket, slid his beeper in his pocket, and began exiting the room. She took a breather but he turned around.
"Hinata," he called. She looked up at him. "I lied."
She blinked with puzzlement. "What do you mean?"
Uh, she hated that smirk of his.
It grew. "We did get married."
She watched him impassively as he closed the door, looked at her left hand, and passed out.
And that was the reason why she would care.
Wow. Hinata's inwardly cold in this...
[the way it should be!]
Sasuke goes to singles clubs? [creepy...]
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