Author's Note: This is a sequel to Strange Bed. It has three parts.

Sasuke is jealous of Naruto for having Hinata's attention, so spends an entire month wooing her.

(requested by stereoheartrukia)

Ever since Hyuuga Hinata had seduced and/or taken advantage of him sexually, she had been acting uncomfortably sweetly towards him. She smiled and blushed when she saw him, brought him lunches when they went on missions together. Once, to his horror, she had even kissed his cheek.

He would not deny that there was something mutual and sexual between them, that they knew what the other was like beneath all their clothes, and that sometimes he found he was the one who would be caught staring. Something fantastic and disastrous had blossomed between them, and he did not know how to get rid of it.

No longer knowing how to deal with being around the Hyuuga, Sasuke took to ignoring her. He plastered himself to Kakashi for missions (to the jounin's combined confusion and discomfort), asserting that he still needed his sensei's guidance, and refusing to leave his side, even when he especially wanted to. The glimpses he got of Hinata in the weeks that followed were mostly of her disheartened expression. So maybe she was getting the gist of things. She retired her efforts to be close to him, and life resumed as normal. Sasuke did not see Hinata except occasionally, like one day, by the edge of the forest. He paused and quickly concealed his presence.

Hinata was with Naruto, and they were conversing closely, almost intimately. The blonde was gesticulating enthusiastically, as Hinata blushed and giggled the way she had over the years of her childhood the blonde had completely ignored her. Why was he paying attention to her now, all the sudden? Sasuke scowled as he watched them. He could not hear what was being discussed.

He slipped off and went home, oblivious of the sudden stiffness in his shoulders. He ate a cabbage (as that was the only thing his cooking skills warranted), and went to bed, but got up again an hour later, and paced as he wondered what the hell the dobe had been doing with his arranged-wife he had no intention of marrying.

Pacing up and down, back and forth, on the walls and ceilings, and even on the roof of the building next-door (as people pointed and stared), Sasuke mulled over the problem (not so much a problem as a matter, really), until finally devising a plan.


"Hyuuga."

Hinata looked up from the chalkboard the next day. She had been assigned to the academy for the month, but it was the last place she had expected to see– "Sasuke? What are you doing here?"

There was a pause as both tried not to imagine each other naked.

"I'm next door," said Sasuke coolly, causing Hinata's eyes to widened in shock. She had been wondering about the teacher across the hall from her. Crying children had been scurrying out of his classroom all day.

"You were assigned to the academy?" Hinata said in amazement. At his humorless expression, she tried to look more nonchalant. "O-oh."

"Lunch break?" Sasuke's eyes swept over the classroom. Most of the students were gone, but a few had stayed, and were slobbering all over their slimy, inferior lunches. "I brought you food," he said sinisterly as he held up a bag. Hinata blankly stared for a moment.

"Oh," she repeated.

"Let's eat," said Sasuke impatiently. He set the bag on her desk, and pulled out two bento boxes. He pulled up a chair as Hinata took the seat behind the desk, and the two ate together in silence.

Sasuke's cooking was pretty simple, if bland. There was rice, and vegetables, and some things Hinata could not even identify. When both had finished, she flashed him a small smile. "Thank you, Sasuke-kun."

Sasuke's eye discreetly twitched. The usage of "kun" was polite, but it put a blatant barricade between them. Giving Hinata a strange, depraved stare, Sasuke got up and darted off.