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[Uchihas FTW!]
I noticed that some are hoping that Sasuke gets deprived...
[The pair's not there for nothing...]
Kiba looked at his watch and rolled his eyes. He's been waiting forever!
"What's taking him so long?" he cried.
Hinata looked at him with wondering eyes. "But…Kiba, it's only been ten minutes…"
He cut his eyes over at her with fret. "Why don't you have a car?"
Sasuke called him and asked if he could pick Hinata up from work because he wouldn't get off early enough to pick her up himself. "Sure," Kiba said, and that was four days ago — this agreement has lasted for FOUR DAYS! Sasuke was a user! This was all of their fault — and mostly Hinata's! If she had a car, then maybe he wouldn't have had to pick her up. It was an inconvenience to his day, personal time, and upsetting love life. Just because she had something nice going on didn't mean she was allowed to disturb something nice that could be going on in his life.
"Sasuke sold it," she mumbled. It was embarrassing.
And it was craziness to his ears. "He what?"
"He sold my—"
"And you let him?" He scoffed with a semisweet smirk. "You're worst than he is."
"W-what?"
Kiba frowned at her. "Don't play dumb, Hinata."
He looked at the hospital and watched the revolving doors, just waiting for Sasuke to come out of them. He sighed.
"I can't believe after all of this time you guys are together."
She exhaled heavily, blowing her bangs upwards. To her, it was disappointing.
He laughed. "All of this was too easy; he didn't have to go through that crap."
She wasn't really listening; she was too busy watching the revolving doors. She thought the last guy was Sasuke coming out.
"What?" she said.
He stopped smiling since she wasn't listening. "In high school: what he did to get your attention."
He wasn't making sense to her. "I don't—"
"He should've told you from the beginning," he intruded abruptly. "Then I possibly wouldn't be here…"
"The beginning…"
Kiba looked back at her and nodded coolly. "That he liked you." He frowned again. "You're not listening to me."
"I am…but, um…he…" Her cold sweating and racing heart cut her off. "H-he liked…me?"
The brunette nodded obviously. "Since the pool party."
She was starting to have a panic attack. WHAT! "I…the…p-p-party pool?"
He tortured her.
Kiba nudged her with a devilish grin. "He probably didn't tell you that part!"
Since forever.
"I…" She was going red in the face and Kiba cocked an eyebrow.
He liked her.
"Are you okay?" he asked.
SINCE FOREVER!
Kiba saw her holding her chest and started getting nervous.
"He…he did tell you, right?"
For the love of God, please say yes!
"He…" She looked at Kiba with ample eyes. "He wasn't joking…"
It felt like she was in some kind of twisted love story.
Then Kiba started have a miniature cardiac arrest — his funeral was around the corner.
"Hey." Sasuke swiftly appeared and grabbed Hinata's hand. He smirked at her, but stopped when he saw the two airheads staring at each other. Were they having a moment? He scowled and glared at his so-called BFF — that bastard!
"Stop—"
"I-I have to go," Kiba shouted. "Talk to you—"
"What's with you?" he asked Hinata. She looked up at him, then down to his hand. He was touching her!
"I-I…" She gulped at the heat building up due to the touching. "Um, I…"
He didn't know what was going on. Maybe she found out some good news?
She's pregnant! Actually, that wouldn't be good because they haven't slept together…yet.
Memo: kill all males who talk to her — including Kiba.
Maybe she discovered her undying love for him!
Then he felt her hand shaking in his, which wasn't good news. And Kiba was acting as if he did something wrong, and that probably meant he did. Sasuke let go of her hand slowly — there was only one thing that would make her give him a terrified and confused look at the same time.
"Kiba," he hissed silently, and he found his friend sneaking away.
"Hey!" Kiba blurted out as he headed for the ground.
He caught himself before his face hit the asphalt. Kiba turned to give Sasuke an annoyed look due to the pain from his back. He was tired of his abusive friendship! Sasuke's ruby eyes showed a killer's intent as they widened, perfectly aligning with his creased brow and stern face.
Kiba lied. His funeral was now.
However, he got a lucky break when Sasuke just left and Hinata quickly followed.
x-x-x
She didn't think it would be this bad. Her idea of this situation was easily played out.
"Yeah, I liked you," he would say. "So what?"
Or maybe even a, "Kiba was lying."
She would have happily believed that blatant fabrication over what was actually happening.
How was her week going? Terrible.
Did she find out something she shouldn't have? Of course.
She almost hated Kiba as much as Sasuke did at this point.
"Sasuke?"
It was two o'clock in the morning and he wasn't in bed. So, she went looking for him.
"Sasuke?"
He ignored her and continued folding up the blanket in his hand.
She sighed when he didn't look at her. He'd seriously rather sleep on the couch?
Hinata folded her arms at him when he put his jacket on. "Are you going to—"
"Yes." And out the doors he went.
That happened for two days, until he magically got his graveyard shifts back.
He was avoiding her. Great.
To be honest, she didn't want that.
To be honest, it wasn't supposed to be going like this.
To be honest, she really wanted to rub it in his FACE!
Harsh? She knew — but after all the pain he put her through, how could she not want to cause him just a little.
But his fidgety attitude was just sad.
"Sasuke—"
She stopped when he jumped. He was washing the dishes (for once) and got water on his shirt.
Hinata frowned. "I'm sor—"
"It's fine," he cut her off without looking back and went back to work.
Sasuke started moving faster on those pans when she didn't move from behind him. He was wondering why she didn't bring it up yet. Why didn't she bring it up! It felt like she was mocking him. He knew she wanted to rub it in his face! He knew it.
"Sasuke…" she called in a devious voice.
He gulped and scrubbed the dishes harder.
"You're crazy in love with me."
His hands started shaking. Was he sweating?
"You treated me like that just because you had a CRUSH on me?"
It wasn't a crush — he loved her!
His heart began racing. Holy shit, he forgot to take his anxiety medicine today!
"You're pathetic!"
"Shut up," he hissed in a whisper.
"You're just a coward! You don't deserve me! And you never—"
"Don't lecture me," he snapped as he whipped around.
After a hard blink, he noticed she was giving him a puzzled look. He took a deep breath and glared.
"What?"
Her scared eyes stayed huge. "I…I didn't say anything."
His eyebrows closed in. "What?"
Hinata backed up and Sasuke felt extremely embarrassed when he realized: he imagined that whole damn conversation. She probably thought he was crazy now — well, thought he was crazier. He watched her stand beside him nervously and looked up with a smile.
"I can help," she said pleasantly. He gave her a vacant stare.
Almost as if he wanted to push her into the pool — she hoped he had a logical reason for that.
Maybe Kiba was lying?
Sasuke's eyes turned dull and he nearly frowned. The pool party: the most vibrant and scariest moment of his life. He just turned fifteen a few weeks before hand, so he thought all of his hormones would leave him the hell alone! Alas, he went to this stupid ass pool party and saw an angel that he didn't know existed until that day. She had long, flowing hair, her eyes were big and beautiful, and she was well-endowed for a fifteen year old! He didn't know what to do, so he just stared.
And when she looked back, which followed by her approaching him, he froze. His time stopped, halting his heart, movement, and speech. Then she appeared in front of him, just staring and blushing as she cutely glanced at her feet. He couldn't breathe!
She needed to get away!
"Hi, Sasu—"
So, he pushed her away from him and before he knew it, he could breathe again! He heard everyone start laughing, but ignored it when he looked down at the girl of his dreams giving him her full attention. Then it clicked: that is what he had to do to always have her attention. Surely she'll fall madly in love with him!
How wrong he was.
That stupid plan got him stuck in this stupid situation.
"Kiba…" She placed the dish on the counter. "He thought you…told me."
Stupid plan also caused this horrible conversation!
He glanced at her and just pretended she didn't say anything. Maybe she'll go away!
But she turned to him with those widened, hopeful eyes.
Please let this be another imaginary conversation.
"I…I don't understand, but…" He started walking away. "But! I liked you too!"
Sasuke stopped and turned around like a happy puppy. REALLY!
She saw he was mistaken. "N-not in high school!"
He glared at her and she bit her lip. That was a bit offensive.
"I meant before…"
That was weird; he didn't even know she existed before high school. He wished he did though — then maybe all of this friendly banter gone wrong wouldn't have happened. Hinata smiled graciously when their eyes finally met. He hasn't looked her in the eye since Kiba opened his big mouth.
He showed a tiny smile. She returned it and said, "We could have been fri—"
"Don't say that!"
x-x-x
And with that said, everything went back to normal.
Well, as normal as this situation could get.
They were always together.
Walking the dog together.
Going to work together.
Smiling at each other.
Sleeping together.
Kissing each other.
She was stuck, and the worst part?
She didn't want to get out!
She lost the war, didn't she?
And she was okay with that.
It was sickening, really. Well, she could look at it this way: divorce now would be too much work. They would have to get custody over Chidori, his car (because damn it, that was technically her car as well), and Kiba. He was the only person Sasuke would let her talk to, and besides the memories she had of him, he was a really cool friend! She didn't want to give up a friend — that would be like giving up her sanity. Oh, and she forgot to add another thing on that list.
Their gym membership.
See, too much work!
She felt so stupid.
Happily stupid — the best kind.
And as she airily walked on sunshine, she bumped into someone.
"OH!" she squeaked. "I'm sorry."
"Ow…"
He rubbed his head and Hinata's eyes shot open at big blue eyes.
Naruto winced, but stopped when the girl was gawking at him.
"What?" he muttered.
"N-Naruto?" she called.
He instantly gave her a strange look for saying his name, but then recognized her appearance.
"Hinata!" he cheered.
He went in for a hug but stopped when she leaned backwards. He looked away with embarrassment.
She didn't mind a hug from him, but if Sasuke saw her hugging another male!
Ergo, her death warrant.
"So, uh…" He began scratching the back of his blonde spikes shamefacedly. "How are you?"
Surprisingly, she nodded happily. "I'm—"
"Hinata."
Naruto perked at that drone. It sounded like a robot. He looked away for a second, and when he turned back to his old classmate he found that she instantly brightened with the man standing next to her. He smiled sourly at her happily face. Well, she wasn't single.
Then the man looked away from her to him. Naruto nearly went into shock from seeing the guy's face.
The worst part? He just raised his eyebrows coolly. THAT DICK!
"Oh." Hinata looked from Sasuke to Naruto. He must've remembered Sasuke.
"Sasuke, this is Naru—"
"I know who he is."
She nodded and tilted her head at Naruto's scared expression. He reminded her of herself when she saw Sasuke for the first time after all of these years.
Sasuke showed a malicious smirk at Naruto going pale.
Blondie grew insecure. He knew that smirk.
He narrowed his eyes and almost smiled with joy at his old friend sweating.
"I know him well."
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