Chapter 13:

Dream

A/N: Wow, it has been a long time since I last updated! Don't worry, obviously from me writing this, I'm not dead! I really don't know what I've been doing...(scratches head). Oh yes, but for almost all of February our family computer had been down with some virus, but luckily, my smartness and intelligence saved the day (and this computer website)!!!

I finally got the computer fixed and then my sister T-T accidentally kicked the actual computer part. So yup, the computer is broken again. But we have one more computer. Which I hope doesn't break.

I'd lose my mind if I were computer less.

Anyway I re-read this story, as I always do before I update, and I think that it's time Sasuke and Hinata had some...alone time, you could say. Or at least I will show I different side to Sasuke.

It had been one of those nights when I just couldn't go to sleep. I stared into what seemed like eternal darkness, as I laid down on my bed, all fours spread out. I was wide awake and it was past three in the morning! It couldn't be because of stress. My day had been anything but stress!

In fact you could call it a day without stress.

I had woken up, eaten breakfast prepared by a mysterious chef I had yet to meet, chatted a bit with the kids, talked briefly with Sasuke, took the kids to the park again when Anemone had piano lessons, eaten dinner, and then I had gone to bed.

Unfortunately unable to go to sleep. I sighed and sat up, pulling my covers off. As I was thinking of ways to try to go to sleep, and strange crave fell upon me. I wanted something to drink! Preferably some of that wine Ino had brought, days before.

I tilted my head to one side and frowned in the dark. Since when did I strangely crave wine that I had only tasted once? That question stayed with me until I had gotten out of bed and put my robe on. Then I just shrugged it off. One little cup wouldn't hurt. Or had I forgotten that it was past three in the morning?

I guess I did because next thing I knew, I was quietly creeping down the stairs hoping nobody would catch me drinking alcohol this early in the morning. I guess it wouldn't be such a big thing if one of kids caught me, but if Sasuke did...

I shook my head at the thought. It would be best not to torture my mind.

Coming to the end of the stairs, I was too occupied with my thoughts to notice that the kitchen light was on, dimly lit, but on. So without thinking I entered the kitchen. Perhaps it was because it was late, and I had become a little loopy, or I was just to dumb not to notice Sasuke sitting right in front of me.

He had casually situated himself at the counter, a half drunk glass of wine in front of him, and was viewing the contents of is cellular phone. I suppose I had been quiet enough down the stairs, because it had been a few seconds before he turned his cool gaze towards me.

I looked like a deer about to get run over. You couldn't even describe the amount of shock and humiliation that had piled onto my face. But wait! I was the one who had caught him. But wait again...you can't catch someone in their own house.

While all of this was going through my mind, once again, I hadn't noticed Sasuke's face expression. Instead of having a look of disapproval, a look of pure amusement had passed on his face. I blinked a couple times before I registered what exactly I had gotten myself into.

It was past three in the morning, I had a craving for wine, I found Sasuke in the kitchen, and he was giving me looks that made my stomach jump uneasily. The feeling of being caught with my hand in the cookie jar had settled on me, and I could feel my cheeks redden.

Sasuke then did something I would have never thought he would do. He gestured to the seat beside him, and then gently pushed his wine glass towards the seat. He then turned his head back towards me, and then he smirked.

His alluring eyes had captured mine in a moment that almost made me lose my breath. And then I caught it. I caught that slight mischievous look in his eyes! It had passed ever so quickly, but I caught it. I then realized his whole agenda. He was going to test me.

Was this really happening? Or was it all in my mind? Sasuke seemed so...at ease, even a bit coy. It was like he knew I was going to be flabbergasted at his sudden, out of character actions. It was like he was challenging me. Just to see my reaction.

And was it me, or did I see a slight tug at the end of his mouth? Did he think this was funny? I had never even seen him laugh before...had I? Sasuke Uchiha laughing?! No, he seemed way to serious to laugh...but then what in the world was going on at the particular moment?

It had been Sasuke's daunting, "Well?" That had finally woke me up from my cluster of thoughts. I bit my lip. To sit and drink...or not to sit or drink. That was my question. If I didn't, I would have failed in the "challenge" and would probably wished that I had drank...but if I did, the thought of sharing a drink with Sasuke...? That would be just...not me!

I looked into his eyes again. Now he was taunting me. I had the strange feeling that if I didn't accept, he would inwardly hold this over me. Or find another way to make me squeal. I bit my lip even harder, hesitation deep set into my eyes.

Taking a deep breath, I felt that I was making a mistake, but I didn't see how I could escape Sasuke's clutches. I would show him!

Walking towards the chair beside him, I took a seat, and ignored his lingering gaze. I slowly took his glass, and brought it up to my lips. Wondering whether I would regret doing it or not, I drank all of the red wine. Every last drop.

It was quite disgusting. The wine that is. It had a very bitter taste, and my mouth ended up feeling...bitter. This wasn't the wine that Ino had brought the day I was here. This was something completely different. My face must had expressed deep disgust, because I soon heard light chuckling.

I turned my head to look at Sasuke. Before I could get a word out, he said. "Why thank you Hinata for trying that wine out for me. I know next time, not to try it."

This is when I finally realized that he had never touched the drink to begin with! It had all been some sort of plan simply for his amusement! The feeling of stupidity was about to come over me, but I began to feel...dazed...and woozy instead.

I set the wine glass down, and feeling a burp coming on, brought my fingers to my lips. Feeling giddy I looked up at Sasuke, and much to my confusion, I started to laugh. I was unaware of his interested gaze in my direction.

"Oh, wow." I managed to gasp through my laughter. Nothing was funny. So why was I laughing? Why was I laughing???

Sasuke lifted an eyebrow. "Wow indeed."

Stop laughing. I told myself, as I was humiliating myself even more. Still feeling as If I was on cloud nine, I somehow managed to stop my insane giggles long enough take a breather. I sat there, beside Sasuke, taking deep breaths and trying to maintain myself.

I heard Sasuke close his phone shut. He sighed. "I see you and alcohol don't...mix well." He reached over and took the glass I had just drank out of, and poured himself a glass...? He held the glass and slightly swirled it around, moving his hand in a rhythm-like way.

"Fortunately," He glanced at me. " I am quite the opposite." Waiting a few seconds for his comment to sink in, he sipped the wine and set it down discreetly.

I am now convinced that this is a strange dream my mind has come up with to trick me into thinking about things that would never happen. I am dreaming. Oh yes, dreaming. Nothing more. I know this for a fact because the event that would happen next, I, Hinata Hyuga would never do.

Ever.

I lifted my eyebrows in surprise. You and alcohol don't mix well? Hah! I would show him...again!

Throwing a challenge accepting smile Sasuke's way, I reached over and took the glass, and once again gulped down all the wine. Since I had been drinking so quickly, two trails of the wine remained when I set the glass down, hardly, telling him I had won.

I licked them away with my tongue, savoring the bitter taste in my mouth. Leaning towards Sasuke, dangerously close, I smiled victoriously.

"How do we mix now, Sasuke?" I said slowly, making sure I pronounced each word with meaning.

This time both of his eyebrows shot up. Clearly I had surprised him. Or so I thought until he said.

"Not well, at all. In fact Hinata your cheeks are pink and you look as if you are going to fall out at any given moment." A smirk had graced his lips.

I frowned. "Fall out? What are you...?"

You see, since I really don't mix well with alcohol, and I had two glasses of the evil drink, my body was having trouble coping with my...strange night. The unfortunate result was my looking dazed as before, but feeling sick to my stomach.

I felt myself hit the floor. I groaned.

"Why is this happening?"

I had closed my eyes, so I didn't see Sasuke stand up from his chair and then come pick my pitiful body off up from the kitchen floor. I felt it though. My head hurt to much for me to even wonder why he would do such a thing.

Everything after that was a blur. One thing is for sure, dreams are not always as they seem.

Apparently neither is Sasuke.

Well that was...different! xD

Hope you enjoyed!!