You know, Hinata, you should just...
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"Excuse me."
Hinata was being thrown from side to side by the busy people rushing in the hospital. What was with this place? She has never been to a hospital so busy in her life!
"Um, excuse me," Hinata tried to call again. The receptionist was ignoring her. "Do you—"
"Hold on, miss," the girl said, and went back to playing Solitaire on the computer.
Hinata sighed to herself and looked around at all the active nurses and doctors. She was looking for Sasuke and hopefully she would find him. These divorce papers weren't going to sign themselves! It was embarrassing enough to even think of being married to that goblin, so after she regained consciousness Hinata rushed to get divorce papers to end the cruelty that was committed last night. And she didn't even remember it! How could he just stand there and watch her say yes to something that she obviously didn't want!
Actually, she could picture him doing that, and smirking too.
"Miss," the receptionist said. "Did you need something?"
Hinata turned to her and clinched the documents in her hand. "Yes, do you know where I can find—"
"Hinata."
She turned around and saw that monster.
She was starting to sweat. "S-Sasuke..."
He was smirking, but stopped when he saw papers in her hand.
"Wait—Sasuke!" she called. He was walking away from her. How rude!
"You came," he said, walking even faster.
She frowned as she followed. Why wouldn't she? She was trapped in a marriage she desperately didn't want, plus he paid the hotel to kick her out before the check out time. She shook off the fact that she was running out of breath and that he was ignoring her to the highest extent. What an ass. Hinata felt herself starting to stumble and wobble progressively as she and Sasuke traveled the lengthy hospital. He continued to overlook and talk to every other nurse that walked by. So he was a doctor. That was very impressive.
And that would be the only compliment he would ever get from her.
"Sasuke!" Hinata whined for practically the sixth time.
Sasuke was talking to — well, insulting — an intern at the time. He told the inferior to wait.
"What do you want?" he asked very irritated.
Hinata watched him face her with folded arms. She noticed he had on reading glasses and didn't remember when he even had the chance to put them on (most likely when she was cut off by that gurney). She's never seen him with glasses on before and, to be honest, they flattered his eyes; they made the crimson look more striking.
Second and last compliment, but she would never tell that one to his face.
She shook it off. "Sasuke, I need you to sign—"
He cut her off with a gesture of the finger when a guy called his name. Hinata sighed with Sasuke again turning his back to her to talk to another person. The man handed him a clipboard and before she knew it, Sasuke reviewed the papers while he walked off — again.
He couldn't warn her at least?
"Sasuke, wait!" She stumbled over something trailing after.
So damn busy!
And everyone wanted to speak to this man! Why? She didn't — but was forced to.
Sasuke signed off the paper and passed it off to an older man walking by.
"Take this to room 306," he said. The man nodded.
Hinata just happened to be in the way.
"I'm sorry," she yelled softly.
The guy stopped and scowled. "Damn, get out of the way!"
She frowned and Sasuke noticed.
"Hey."
The man turned to his superior and saw Sasuke glaring. He watched him glance at the timid girl next to him.
"Oh," he said fearfully, "I'm sorry...about that."
Sasuke shook his head. How dare he yell at her like that!
He walked off, again, without — again! — warning her. She followed.
"Sasuke, please!" she said. "I just need your—"
He turned around quickly, the outcome being Hinata bumping into him. He folded his arms and glared softly.
"Do I come to your job and bother you?" he asked.
Hinata was confused. "I...I... But Sasuke, you never—"
"Answer the question."
She actually thought about it and bit her lip.
Oh no.
"Um, no...you don't."
His face relaxed and he smirked at her with a pat on her head.
That was degrading.
She felt her purse shuffle.
"I get a break in two hours; we can have lunch."
He walked off leaving her just standing there in shock.
x-x-x
And now they were having lunch.
For the first and last time!
"All I need is for you to sign," she said happily.
He just stared at her.
"And that's all I need!"
He continued to stare at her while he ate his salad. This was not a good idea — having lunch with her. All he wanted was to spend some time with his wife — man, he was excited about that — but she kept talking and it was annoying him; he was also getting bored. He felt bad for being annoyed but she just wouldn't shut up about this divorce crap! Was she crazy? They were happily married!
"Here you go." Hinata smiled while handing him the papers and a pen.
Sasuke sighed, looked at his wristwatch, and signed the dotted lines nonchalantly. He showed a small smile at Hinata beaming.
Then slipped something into her handbag.
"I'll see you later," he said before leaving her at the table.
She gave him a weird look. What the hell was he talking about? She was free! FREE!
Hugging the documents to her chest, she left and rushed to get rid of this thing.
But she should've known she wasn't that lucky.
"Um, Mrs. Uchiha, you're not married to Kiba Inuzuka..."
Make it stop!
She wanted to find the closest bridge...
Hinata got into her car feeling quite humiliated. That bastard signed off a totally different name besides his own! Why would he do that? Couldn't he see that this was the mistake of all mistakes and doesn't he want to get rid of it? Shit, what she really wanted was to get this thing mutually annulled, but, apparently, he wouldn't agree to that. She had to try though! Her sanity depended on it! Hinata reached into her pocketbook and fished out her phone, surprisingly seeing a tag attached to it.
It had an address, number, and smiley face on it.
Wow, could he get any lamer?
She keyed in the number, hoping it was his, but the name "Hubby" popped up — and she automatically knew it was him. For one, she never had that name in her phone before, and two, the picture assigned to it was of him winking. She ignored the fact that her life was terrible and called the fiend.
He didn't answer.
What the hell, Sasuke!
Regrettably, she went to the address and when she saw it, it was a beautiful house: in a prefect neighborhood and had perfect paneling. Certainly this creature didn't live in such a magnificent place! But guess who opened the front door when she knocked on it?
Sasuke smirked at her. "Welcome home."
She frowned as he let her in. No, Sasuke. This was not her home. Why would he say such a thing? Hinata stopped when he grabbed her arm. She noticed he wasn't smirking anymore and was giving her a sour look. What was his problem?
He glared at her. "You look terrible."
Her jaw dropped. What!
"Yo."
Hinata was still taken aback by her spouse's insult. Goodness, it was like high school all over again.
"Hinata..." Sasuke sighed after shaking his head. "This is Kakashi."
"Hi," he said happily and put his hand out. "Looks like we'll be neighbors."
"Oh..."
Hinata warily shook his hand. What was going on? They would be neighbors? She didn't live here! What was Sasuke putting into these people's unfortunate minds! Lies, obviously. She showed a shaky smile at the man before looking at Sasuke, who was huffing and puffing with folded arms. He was such a baby. He looked very irritated. Oh, was it the way she was dressed? Since she looked so awful, was he embarrassed? What a downright asshole!
"This house is amazing!" A girl came out of the kitchen and smiled at the newcomers. "Hello, my name is—"
"It's time for you two to leave," Sasuke announced.
Kakashi stared indifferently. "But we just—"
"Leave."
The girl cleared her throat and smiled at Hinata. "Well, we'll talk—"
"Now."
Sasuke furrowed his brow at the two retreating adults, tapping his foot arrogantly with his arms folded. Hinata frowned as he slammed the door on the heels of their feet.
"Ow!" Kakashi screamed.
"Shut up," Sasuke scolded.
Wow. How much of a dick could someone be? This was amazingly unbelievable!
Hinata sighed thinking about what had happened in the past few hours. It would be a sin for her to be married to something so bitchy for a whole day. She had to admit though, this house was beautiful. Too bad she was married to a troll. Hinata frowned again when she heard a deep sigh coming from her husband — she hated that. She tilted her head at seeing his back facing her.
"Sasuke," she said, "is something wr—"
He quickly swooped around and hugged her.
She dropped her handbag. Her mouth was dry and she felt her heart beat against her chest.
"S-Sasuke?"
He pulled away and she was surprised to see a real smile. She didn't think monsters had that ability.
His smile turned to a satisfying smirk. He missed her so much! These last seven years have been torture.
Hinata wrapped her hands around herself and pressed her lips together as he went to pick something off of the table. She felt her body shaking and her cheeks heating up. Why would he do that? Damn, he was so freakishly handsome! It was a shame such an attitude was attached to a wickedly hot guy. It seemed no matter how evil he clearly was he made her melt from his touch! Sasuke turned around with the layered paper in his hand and arched his eyebrow seeing Hinata nervously looking at her feet with a flushed face. He chuckled lowly — she was adorable. Wow, he couldn't wait to hit that!
Hinata came back to her senses when he presented the documents in his hand.
"Sign," he said.
She gulped, trying to both calm her heart rate and mind.
"What is this—"
"Divorce papers."
Her ears perked at the first word. He smiled crookedly when she sparkled.
"R-really?"
He nodded slowly and handed her a pen. And, damn, was she ready to sign! However, she stopped herself at the small lettering. Sasuke glared and showed a scowl.
"What?" he asked, tone crossed.
She looked to her feet.
"I..."
Then, he realized.
Sasuke tilted his head thoughtlessly. "You don't believe me," he confirmed.
No, she really didn't.
"Trust me," he said smirking.
"But...earlier—"
"It was a joke," he said, "I'm not joking now."
She gripped the pen and let her scared eyes try to get a good glimpse of the paper to even see the words "divorce," or "separate."
Sasuke glared at her and snatched away the paper.
"Sign before I change my mind."
"Okay!" She took the papers and signed quickly — terrified of course. Before she could even glance at her signature, Sasuke snagged the paper away from her hands. He gave the document a quick once-over and made sure he could read her name on the carbon copies. He nodded and Hinata began to smile hesitantly.
"So...we can get this—"
"No," he said simply and put on a matter-of-fact look on at her surprised face.
"No?" she repeated with big eyes. "W-what?"
He shrugged. "I lied."
Why was he always lying to her? This was an unhealthy relationship!
Ew. She just referred to herself being in a relationship with Sasuke.
"I don't understand," Hinata whined. She was about to cry! "But I just...I already signed—"
"Hey, HINATA!"
She jumped at the loud scream and clung to Sasuke when she saw a strange figure jump out of nowhere at her. She took a deep breath and looked at the man who just called her name and obviously scared her on purpose. Oh no — Hinata shakily frowned at the brunette standing in front of her.
Kiba grinned at her. "Remember me?"
Um, hell yeah she remembered him. He was, in retrospect, Sasuke's clone! Well, he wasn't as bad as Sasuke, but he was Satan's number two. He was the main one who fed Sasuke's vicious influence towards her. Seeing Kiba Inuzuka was almost as bad as seeing Sasuke — but not all the way. For clarification, Hinata knew Sasuke Uchiha was one of the most horrifying people on the planet.
With hotness attached to him.
And for more clarification, she was not — in any possible way — attracted to him!
Not at all.
Nope.
Seriously.
Hinata tightened her clutches over Sasuke's sleeve when Kiba began to snicker at her. She looked up at Sasuke, who was starting to chuckle as well.
She blinked with confusion. "W-what?"
Kiba shook his head at her with a smile and said to Sasuke, "I can't believe that actually worked."
"Of course it did," he sneered arrogantly.
Hinata remained confused — until she felt Sasuke's arm around her waist pull her closer towards him. She uncomfortably pushed herself away from him. This was unreal! Did he really make Kiba scare her so she would latch on to him?
Kiba smirked. "Did she sign the paper?"
Sasuke nodded and handed the document to him. Kiba smiled.
"Go do it now," Sasuke said.
"Yeah, yeah!" Kiba snorted with closed eyes. "I'm on it."
Sasuke frowned and Hinata couldn't take her eyes off of the paper now in Kiba's hand.
"What..." Hinata didn't know if she wanted to know. "Where are you taking that?"
"Huh?" Kiba gave her an aloof look then followed her eyes. "Oh, I'm taking this to work."
"What...what for?" Her heart was ferociously pounding.
"To sell your place."
"WHAT?" she screamed.
Sasuke and Kiba grimaced at the thought of earlier. "It was supposed to be a surprise," Kiba grumbled, "but Sasuke couldn't sell without permission."
"But...where will I—"
"Here," Sasuke scolded as if that was obvious.
No! He was insane!
And he was — for her!
She shook her head, unnerved. "Please, Kiba! Give that to me...!"
"Can't," he sang with a grin. "Already have a buyer and they love your condo."
"But...but!" She gave Sasuke a pleading look, hoping he wouldn't be this cruel. But he was just smirking at her like he did when he tortured her. Go figure.
No, she refused to believe it! They just got married last night!
"You found a buyer that quick?"
"He's a real estate broker," Sasuke explained.
"And a damn good one!" Kiba added.
Hinata grabbed her chest. This wasn't real! It couldn't be real!
"Oh," Kiba said, "do you guys need help unpacking her things?"
"No. It's fine," Sasuke said.
What the hell! Maybe she didn't hear him right.
"My...things!" Hinata shrieked.
Kiba nodded. "We picked them up earlier."
"How...how did you...I—"
"My father gave us a search warrant," Sasuke said.
When she looked at the two men in front of her, she saw the sinister looks on their faces. What was wrong with them! Hinata started hyperventilating.
"Well, I'm leaving, then," Kiba said. "And Hinata!"
She snapped out of her hell. Wait, she's still in it.
He smirked. "Congratulations."
Sasuke sighed when Kiba left. He turned to his pale wife and unashamedly asked, "What do you want to eat?"
Her eyes followed him to the kitchen. Oh lord, she felt like she was getting an ulcer. Hinata realized she needed to just calm down and think this whole thing through — but he wouldn't let her! He made her so nervous and everything he's doing to her was very, very stressful. Does he like torturing her that much? What did she do to deserve this — to deserve him! Hinata ignored the upcoming headache and walked into...the amazing kitchen. It was huge and it had an island. Kiba must have picked this out. She didn't want to admit that he had taste, but she'd rather admit to that than admitting to Sasuke picking out something beautiful with his ugly soul.
Hinata sighed. She could do this!
"Sasuke," she said confidently, "I...I won't be staying here."
He smirked at her little sprout of bravery. How cute. "Really?" he said mockingly.
"I think..." She shook her head. "I'm going to stay with one of my friends."
"Who?"
"Um, Tenten...or Temari."
He cockily leaned against the counter behind him. "You can't," he said.
"What?"
He raised his brow. "Aren't they married...?"
"Yes, but..." She paused. "Sasuke...how did you know that?"
He showed that oh so cunning smirk. "They come to the hospital."
She frowned. He looked at their files! Wasn't that against some doctor's code or something? And he knew they were her friends before she even said anything! How the hell — did this guy have insiders on everything!
"You'll just be a nuisance," he scorned.
No — well, maybe. She really didn't want anyone knowing she was married to this corruption in truth. Hinata sighed.
"Oh...okay," she said for now. His smirk widened.
"Now, answer my question," he said. "What do you want to eat?"
"Sasuke," she breathed out, "I...don't really want to go out—"
"I wouldn't take you out looking like that," he said.
"Wha—WHAT?"
"You look terrible."
Not this again!. "But—"
"I said this already."
Really? Because she didn't notice the insult before. Oh no, that was just overlooked!
"I'll take you out tomorrow."
"Sasuke," she protested, "I...I don't need new clothes. Mine are...fine."
He shook his head and folded his arms. "Fine."
"And I—what?" She was bedazzled! "F-fine?"
"You don't have to get new clothes." He felt agitated that he had to explain himself.
She smiled at him, and she was ready to express gratitude! "Thank you..."
He shrugged. "A week."
"A week? For what?"
"I brought over seven outfits."
"Wait...you mean when you moved my things?" He nodded. "But...what about—"
"They're gone."
"Gone!"
"Yes," he said.
"But...why would you do that?"
"You should thank me," he snorted. "It's enough to last you the week."
"But—"
Hinata started hyperventilating again. He ignored her and picked up the takeout menu he was reading before.
"So," he said, "what do you want to eat?"
Damn! Sasuke's a tricky bastard, isn't he?
Sasuke took a picture of himself? Winking!
[That's an awkward sight...]
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