The end is here everyone! AFL is over! (cries) I know I know, it's so soon! I hope you all enjoy the final chapter, I certainly enjoyed writing it.

Cover My Eyes

KawaiixKisses

Country

The air felt and smelled different. The sun shone brightly in the morning and the stars and moon took over at night. It was much different from anything she had experienced in Tokyo. To be honest, she hadn't expected to enjoy it here so much. The people were friendly and kind, never bothered her too much about her reasons for being there or even asked where she had come from. They had seen her, broken and in need of a place to stay and had gladly welcomed her. Hinata was grateful that none of them had even recognized her. She was so far so deep in the countryside that people here hardly ever paid attention to what happened outside of it. They even had there own little government system. What did they care if Japan was changing Prime Ministers soon when they had their town sheriff? He was the one they answered to. In their community, he was the Prime Minister.

Hinata felt as though she could breathe for the first time in a long time. She didn't have to be afraid here, no one here knew of Naruto, or if they did they didn't care. It was the perfect place for her to start over. She could work and live here just fine. She didn't mind not having a ton of money or not living in a mansion. The opal-eyed runaway-wife was fine living amongst the humble people here.

She was staying with an elderly couple who agreed to have her board with them so long as she completed weekly chores. Hinata didn't mind. It had taken her a while to get used to everything but the elderly wife was kind and patient when teaching her how to tend to the chickens and how to maintain the yard. Other than that, they only asked her to keep the kitchen and her living space clean and she could live there rent-free for as long as she wanted to.

She had found a job a few days later at a local soup shop as a waitress and found the job fairly easy. Everyone was easy to get along with, she couldn't have been happier – that is until she was found.

He was a tall man, about the same age as her with dark brown hair, matching eyes and a toothy grin. He seemed friendly at first – much like everyone else – until his friendliness took a turn for the worse. Hinata wasn't as dim as it seemed when it came to romantic affairs, she could tell when someone was interested in her and this time was no different. She was standoffish towards him at first, always turning down his invitations politely. She didn't want to become involved with anyone, not yet at least. She couldn't say that she was a hundred percent over Naruto – though she was getting there – and then there were those messy feelings she had for Sasuke.

Sasuke.

Her mind would often drift towards him as the weeks rolled by. She missed him. He was a little crabby but was kind in his own way. He had taken care of her in the best way he knew how. Often, she regretted the way she had left him, without properly saying goodbye or even telling him where she had been going. She couldn't take the risk however. She knew her heart, understood it well. She knew that if she saw him she would not have been able to stick to her decision to leave Tokyo. She would have wanted to stay with him and that was something she could not do.

She was afraid for him. Afraid of what Naruto would do to him if he found out that he had been helping her, that she had been living with him, a man. There was no doubt in her mind that Naruto wouldn't have had him killed or at least had him "taken care of". Hinata couldn't live with herself knowing that something bad had happened to him because of her.

Her clenched each time she thought of him and it was becoming hard not to remember him each time she saw Kiba, the brown haired male.

She was shocked that afternoon when he called her out, shocked and scared.

"You're Lady Uzumaki aren't you? Yes! You look just like her!" he exclaimed, sitting comfortably in his seat behind the table.

Hinata had been placing a bowl of soup in front of him when his words startled her, causing her to jump and spill a bit of the soup on him.

"I'm so sorry," she said to him, placing the bowl down quickly and reaching for a towel.

She began patting his thigh, drying out the broth that spilled on his dark jeans.

"It's alright," he said, taking the towel from her and patting it out himself.

His dark eyes turned up to her once more, studying her face for a moment before smiling at her. "I'm right aren't I?"

Hinata gave no comment at first, only flashing him a weak smile.

"Lady Uzumaki? Are you sure I look like her?" she asked quietly, trying to seem vague and unaware.

Kiba only continued to smile, shaking his head slowly. "What are you doing here in our little town? This is no place for the Lady of Japan to be living – working no less. Are you lost?"

Hinata shook her head. "I don't know what you're talking about, please enjoy your soup."

She hurried away and into the back in search of the owner.

"Hinata-san," he said to her as she entered his office.

He was a short, fat old man with a wrinkly baldhead and face. His smile was kind and gently however, reaching his eyes that were so tight they appeared to be only slits.

"What are you doing back here? Is everything alright?"

Hinata nodded her head. "Yes, I promised to help Baba-chan back at the house. I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner, but I was hoping for the rest of the day off."

The owner only continued to smile, but Hinata knew he didn't believe her – she was the worst liar she knew. He nodded his head anyway, knowing that something must be wrong for her to be asking to leave. Hinata was grateful that he had not asked her what was bothering her and simply let her go.

She dashed out of the store, ignoring Kiba as he followed her out.

"Hey! Lady Uzumaki, wait up! Wait up!" he called after her.

Hinata continued to move however, not wanting to have to deal with any of this. She didn't want to be referred to as Uzumaki. There was a time where being an Uzumaki was all that she wanted but now the name sounded like some sick joke. Just a way for the God she was starting not to believe in, to make fun of her.

"Lady Uzumaki!"

"Leave me alone!" she screamed, breaking out into a run.

She didn't know how long she had been running for but after a while it had become apparent that he was no longer chasing after her. Hinata found herself by a river whose name she did not know. She sat down in the grass and pulled her knees up to her face. She hated this. Hated it. Everything was a mess.

It was like she couldn't escape no matter how badly she wanted to. Big fat tears began to roll out of her eyes and down her face, staining the modest kimono she wore. She stared down at her ugly and beaten up blue sneakers, suddenly wanting to go back home to the Hyuuga. She knew she couldn't however. Hiashi wouldn't understand. He wouldn't get why she no longer wanted to be with Naruto. If she divorced him Hiashi would never welcome her back into his home that is if Naruto even allowed the divorce to even happen. He'd never sign the papers, not in a millions years.

She looked out at the water feeling more alone than she ever did. She missed Sasuke. So much. She wanted to be where he was but knew that was impossible. Would he even take her back? Hinata doubted it. She rested her head on her knees and let out the sobs she had been holding back.

He couldn't lie to himself any longer. He missed her. Deeply missed her. Sasuke wasn't sure how the even was when she hadn't lived with him for that long, but he missed her. His apartment seemed too big without her there. It was cold too and quiet – not that she ever made a lot of noise. Part of him had been hoping that she would return on her own but when a week then finally two had gone by, he'd known that there was no way she'd willingly come back to him and so decided that he would have to take matters into his own hands.

He would have to find her on his own and if Naruto who had the money to hire private investigators could not find her then he knew it would be hard for him to find her all on his own.

Where would Hinata even go? He knew that she had fled Tokyo however; it was too dangerous for her to hang out in the city. He also doubted she'd go to another city; it was too heavily populated and obvious. People there would recognize her too easily. The only thing that was making sense to him was the country side. But which one?

Sasuke didn't want to be bothered with searching every last one Japan had to offer but it didn't seem like he had any other choice. If he was going to find Hinata he would have to be willing to do a ton of searching. She was worth it, he decided.

He didn't know where to start, but he figured the closest countryside was a good place to. It was six hours away, seven if you counted the amount of times he stopped for gas. The Uchiha was becoming increasingly irritated as the hours rolled by and was tempted to turn back quite a few times. He kept telling himself that it was for Hinata, that she was worth it. He wasn't going to go home without her, no matter how long it would take him to find her.

As he drove along the quite country roads he began to wonder what he would do when he found her. What should he say to her first? He thought of making up some lame excuse but decided against it. Hinata was not dumb; she would know that he was lying, even though she would probably never call him out on it. The truth was probably best, but how did he say it? Telling her what he was feeling wasn't exactly something he wanted to do, but would be obvious when he showed up looking for her. Part of him worried that she didn't feel the same. After all, she did leave without saying a word. Sasuke knew that wasn't true though, he saw the way she looked at him sometimes. He knew when he was going to kiss her that she wanted him to. However, he was still nervous somewhat. What if she rejected him?

Sasuke tightened his grip on the steering wheel. What would he do if he was rejected? He would look like a fool in front of her. He wasn't sure he wanted to put his feelings out there in the open so easily because she could just as well turn him down and if that happened he wasn't sure how he would react. He let out a sigh and pushed the thought aside for a while. He needed to concentrate on how he would convince her to come back to Tokyo. There was nothing there for her, not really. If she went back there was the possibility of her husband finding her and who knows what bad would come of her if she was found?

He continued driving down the dirt road, vaguely listening to the radio. His mind supplied him with images of her face. Her soft, pale skin and large white eyes that always made him feel like he wanted to do something for her; make her smile and laugh. He missed seeing her long dark hair, the way it smelled like vanilla and how soft it was. He remembered the way it felt against his fingers that time he tried to kiss her. Sasuke regretted not doing so, he couldn't even remember what reason he gave himself for stopping – they both wanted it.

The Uchiha promised himself that he would not stop the next time he was given the opportunity. He would make her his. His grip on the steering wheel tightened more. He needed to find her soon.

It was another hour or so before a small town came into view. The Uchiha peered out the windshield expectantly as the car began to slow down. He had made it to his first stop and now his search would begin. He drove slowly down the dirt road, noticing that he was the only car on it, everyone else was either walking or on a bicycle.

He continued to look around for a while before deciding to get out and go on foot. He found an empty parking lot and parked his car and headed down the street once more. Where should he start? He supposed he could ask around, maybe someone had seen her. He continued to walk until he came upon a group of women in their mid-twenties, possibly the same age as Hinata. They looked up at him and smiled pleasantly.

"Hello," one of them said.

She was taller than the rest and had blonde, messy hair and a toothy grin.

"Good afternoon," he said politely. "I'm looking for someone and I'm wondering if you've seen her, her name's Hinata."

The blonde girl's mouth twitched slightly but never letting her smile fade. The others looked to each other with worried expressions.

"I don't know anyone by that name," the blonde told him.

Sasuke wasn't buying it. "She's kind of short, long dark hair, pale eyes?"

"Haven't seen anyone like that," the blonde said firmly, letting him know the conversation was over.

Sasuke become suspicious. What was all that about? It was obvious she was hiding something from him.

"What about any of you," he asked, turning his attention to the four other girls.

They all shook their heads, turning her eyes down from him. Sasuke was growing annoyed. If they knew something why wouldn't they help him? He couldn't force them to speak however and let it go for the moment – there were other people in the town.

"Alright," he said after a few awkward moments of silence.

He turned away from the women and continued down the road. Somebody had to know something, even if those girls weren't willing to tell him. Their awkwardness told him that he was right to come here and that somewhere in this town was Hinata, he just had to find her.

He asked around a few more times but no one was willing to help him out. Everyone he asked either avoided his questions or lied directly to his face. Why were they hiding her? Sasuke doubted she told them of who she was and why she was running, she should have known better to trust anyone so easily. Sasuke was determinded to find out just what the hell was going on here.

The Uchiha found himself walking back to his car later that evening, the sun was setting and he figured it would be a good time for him to find a place to stay. Perhaps there was an inn somewhere around here that he could stay in for the night and rest up before continuing his search the next day. As he approached his car he noticed a man standing by it, peering into the windows. He pulled on the handle a couple of times before giving up and looking around; his brown eyes found Sasuke's.

He must have recognized him as an outsider and the obvious owner of the vehicle because the moment their gazes met he took off running. Sasuke's eyes widened and before he could even think about it he found himself running after the man. He was a lot faster than Sasuke had anticipated. The brown haired male ran down the dirt road quickly, easily evading bystanders as he rushed away from Sasuke who was hot on his trail. The Uchiha followed behind him, moving as fast as he could as the male turned quickly, almost stumbling. Sasuke sucked his teeth angrily as he tripped over his feet but quickly stood again and continued his chase. The Uchiha was becoming increasingly impatient before his hand finally caught hold of the man's collar and the both of them came crashing to the ground.

"Oy! Lemme go!" the male hissed, trying to push Sasuke off of him but to no avail.

Sasuke held strong to the man's collar, keeping him pressed against the dirt.

"What were you doing near my car?" Sasuke demanded, holding him down.

The male cursed and continued to struggle. "I was only looking at it, man! Leggo!"

"Then why did you run?"

"I dunno, just let me go before I get angry!"

Sasuke rolled his eyes and pushed him down harder. "I'm going to ask you a question and you had better answer me honestly."

The male sucked his teeth, earning him another shove from Sasuke, further dirtying his clothes and face.

"I'm looking for a woman named Hinata, do you know who that is?"

The male was quiet. "Why should I tell you?"

Sasuke slammed his head against the ground, growing irritated. "Answer the fucking question!"

The male hissed in pain. "Lady Uzumaki?"

Lady Uzumaki? Why would he be calling her that? Sure, that was her official name, but that would mean he knew who she really was.

"How do you know that name?"

"Everyone knows that name. We may be small but we're not immune to the outside world. We know all about Lady Uzumaki and the missing person's search on her."

Huh. If they knew then why was everyone so bent on keeping him away from her?

"Why won't anyone talk about her?"

"How should I know man? She ran off when I called her that…"

She ran off? He had spoken to her then.

"Do you know where she might be?"

The man was quiet for a long time. "No."

Sasuke slammed him down again.

"Alright! Alright! She works at this soup shop on Kawaza Street. Isaki."

Sasuke let up on him and the male quickly stood to his feet, looking as if he wanted to fight. The look on Sasuke's face must have scared him because he quickly disappeared.

Hinata was afraid to return to work the next day. She worried all night that Kiba would be there and ready to harass her. She didn't want to deal with that but it couldn't be helped. She needed to keep working if she was going to live properly. It was true that the old couple provided her with food and shelter but she needed money still. She didn't want to always depend on them. Hinata hoped to one day move out and find a place of her own.

She walked into Isaki fully prepared to take on Kiba and a barrage of questions he may have for her.

"Good morning," she greeted the guests quietly as she walked back to the kitchen.

She was wearing another simple kimono that day. It was yellow with a flowers printed all over it and a red sash* tied around the middle.

"Good morning," she said to the owner, passing him by as she headed for the bathroom to wash her hands.

"There's a man out there, waiting for you," he said nervously to her.

Hinata looked to him, her face dropping and worry taking over her features. A man was looking for her. Naruto. He had found her and he was there to take her back to Tokyo. No! He would kill her before they even reached Tokyo. Hinata's eyes darted around, searching for the nearest exit.

"Calm down," he told her, taking her hands in his. "Relax, it'll be okay."

Hinata's eyes settled on him. "H-how? Y-y-you don't understand… he-he'll…"

"He won't do anything. We won't let anything happen to you."

Hinata stared at him for a while, understanding that he knew. The whole time he knew. He knew she was running and knew who she was too. He, like everyone else, had understood that she must have been going through something horrible if she ran away from such a lavish life to settle down in the countryside, living in a stranger's home and making barely any money at all. They all understood and wanted to protect her. Her eyes filled with tears. Everyone was always protecting her. When would she protect herself? She didn't have time to figure that out because he hurried her out to the sitting area where the guests were.

She looked down at her feet, not ready to face Naruto. What would he say to her? What would she say to him? Part of her worried that the old man wouldn't be able to keep his promise. Naruto was a scary man and could do things that would hurt these people, badly. She didn't want anyone to get hurt, especially not these people who had been so kind and understanding of her since she arrived. She would go with Naruto. That was the only way to protect these people. She had to beg Naruto to spare them, convince him that she acted alone and they were completely unaware of her so that he would take his anger out solely on her. She wouldn't be able to live with herself if anything happened to this town because of her.

She looked up then, but who she saw wasn't Naruto or Kiba. Someone completely unexpected was there instead. Someone she had longed for the entire time. Someone she couldn't keep herself from thinking about. Someone who had sacrificed so much for her and continued to do so by even being there. Sasuke.

"Sasuke-san…"

Tears spilled down her cheeks at the sight of him there. He was tall and handsome, just as she had remembered him. His dark hair looked a little longer and was almost touching his shoulders. His black eyes looked tired and worried but there was a bit of relief there too.

"You forgot to say goodbye."

He was so cheesy but that didn't stop her from smiling and running into his arms. She wrapped her arms around him and pressed her face against his chest, breathing in the smell of him.

"I'm sorry, Sasuke-san… I missed you," she admitted softly, pressing closer to him.

He was stunned but wrapped her in his arms anyway, delighting in the pleased sigh she let out. God he missed this woman. He held her tighter – he'd never had the chance to do so before and wasn't sure if such an opportunity would come again. He would take advantage of it.

The two were silent for a while before she broke apart from him and looked up at his face.

"What are you doing here? How did you f-find me?"

"Didn't want me to look for you?" he asked teasingly, brushing her hair back from her face to get a better look.

"N-no! I –"

"No? I guess I should go home then…"

"Sasuke-san…" she said softly, her eyes tearing up.

Sasuke smiled at her, enjoying teasing her. She always made the cutest expressions.

"Of course not without you though."

Her face dropped. "N-no…"

He stared at her. "No?"

Hinata shook her head and pulled herself from him completely. "I can't go back there. What if Naruto…"

Sasuke understood. There was always the problem of Naruto. He couldn't bring himself to force her back to his apartment where she would be locked up and afraid. At least here she could walk around freely and speak to people. She had the chance at life here in this small remote town. She could breathe and be happy here. She wouldn't have that in Tokyo, not while Naruto was there.

"Then I'll stay here with you."

Her eyes shot up. Then I'll stay here with you. Sasuke was sacrificing so much for her already just by helping her. Asking him to stay here in this small town that had almost nothing was too much.

"You d-don't have to do that…" she said at last, looking down at her feet.

"I want to."

It was silent between them for a long while before Sasuke continued.

"The air is cleaner here than it is in Tokyo and the people are a lot kinder…"

"Eh?"

"You didn't think I was staying for you did you?"

"N-no, I mean I –"

"When I said 'with you' I didn't mean 'with you'…" he teased.

Hinata's face turned beat red. "O-of course not, Sasuke-san… I."

"Yeah, yeah," he said, smiling down at her as she fidgeted nervously.

"Hinata," he said to her.

She looked up at him once more and her blush deepened. He was giving her that look again. His eyes and expression was much softer as he gently ran his hand through her hair and cupped her cheek then the other one too. He held her face in place so that she wouldn't be able to move if she wanted to. She watched as he dipped his head, her eyes slowly shutting in anticipation and when his lips touched hers for the first time, butterflies erupted in the pit of her stomach. Sasuke…

I love you.

* I'm not really familiar with Kimonos so you'll have to forgive me.

Anyway! I got you all! This is not the end of All For Love. Obviously there has to be the confrontation between Hinata/Sasuke and Naruto! And of course the Lemon chapter! I know I know, Hinata and Sasuke getting it on in this story doesn't seem to fit, but it will. I'll make it fit! LMAO (perv-humor) Anyway. Thanks for reading this chapter, I know I've had you all waiting fora long time, but at least it was only a month this time around, not 6 like it was for CME. Anyway, please leave me a review, motivate me to write, and possibly check my spelling v.v