I DO NOT OWN NARUTO!

"Dialogue"

'Thoughts'

A/N: Sorry it took forever for me to update. Anyway, here's a new chappie! Sorry that it's short so short DX

The Caged Raven

Chapter 10: Mine

Hinata led her guest to her home, not bothering to care whether Sasuke had made it home first or if he's still cooling off somewhere. Well good! He should have a time-out session; maybe she shouldn't cook for him tonight as punishment? She huffed.

"Mikoto-san, is everything alright?"

She whipped her head towards her companion and gave her a sheepish look.

"Sorry, I'm just really upset with my husband. He's never act like this before. I apologize on his behalf..."

Midori raised her hands apologetically.

"Oh, it's me who should be apologizing. After all, I was doing something rather inappropriate...I'm sorry I really couldn't help myself..."

The younger woman started rambling and stuttering. Her mouth came shut when a gentle finger fixed itself upon her lips. She could feel a gentle pat of assurance on her shoulder.

"Like I said, it's not your fault. It must be the heat that's making him cranky," she smiled.

Midori nodded curtly; still unsure of whether she should accept the fact that it hadn't been her fault.

It didn't take a lot of effort for Hinata to realize that her husband wasn't home yet after inspecting that his sandals were nowhere in sight outside their doorway. She felt a tap on her shoulder.

"Yes?"

Her companion had an awestruck look.

"Is this really where you live?"

She nodded.

"This is amazing! It's so beautiful; I never knew that such a place existed!"

Hinata giggled. "Please, come in and make yourself at home while I prepare your bath."

Midori looked at her ragged attire with shame.

"Don't worry about your clothes, I can provide you some of mine."

"Thank you and I'm sorry for the trouble."

She was led into the sitting room where she sat comfortably by a low table. She noticed a bowl of snack sitting at the centre of the round table. Her stomach rumbled unconsciously, causing her to redden with embarrassment.

Noticing her posture and behaviour, Hinata offered her the snacks before excusing herself.

"Help yourself you don't need to be shy."

The guest gave her a smile of gratitude.

Now there was a problem with her wardrobe, she realized. Her clothes were all revealing and she wasn't sure whether Midori would feel comfortable wearing them. Then again, she did work at a tea house before so she must have had to entertain a few guests at some point before with suggestive attire. Just to be on the safe side, she grabbed the most modest kimono that she could find along with a pair of lingerie.

'I hope the lingerie would be fine for her. It's not like anyone's going to see anyway.'

Sasuke hated to admit it but he was green with envy and jealousy. The fact that he was suspicious of the girl didn't help either. Heck, he won't even bother to hide his distaste and act all nice in front of the bit—

His foot purposely came into contact with a stray rock, making it fly high into the air and landing with a loud thud, rolling slightly before coming to a complete halt.

He had slightly cooled off after a good work out. He was tired and hungry but made sure to give Hinata a good lecture first thing when he gets home.

"She better be ready for a good scolding," he grumbled.

Sasuke noticed a pair of sandals which didn't belong to either him or his wife, which could only mean that it was that annoying clingy brat's. His eyes glared at it menacingly before kicking it out of the way. After unfastening his sandals he shuffled through the corridor making his way to their bedroom where he assumed Hinata would be.

He caught sight of the indigo haired woman coming out of their room clad in a robe for bath with a few garments bundled securely in her arms. Hinata stopped half way to glance at him. Without uttering a single greeting she ushered past him. Well, he wouldn't have any of that 'silent treatment'.

A hand grabbed one of her arms roughly, causing her to drop some of the clothes. She gave him a death glare which seemed to be saying what do you want?

"We need to talk."

"Not now I need to help Midori with her bath."

"What?"

"She has wounds on her back and I need to help her clean it."

He scoffed which earned him another glare.

"She's not a baby she can do it herself."

'Yeah like anyone can treat their own back without any assistance' she mentally mocked.

"It's on her back. She can't see where the wounds are."

"She can feel them" he retorted. There was no way in hell that he would let his wife bathe with another person even if they are of the same sex.

"Didn't I tell you to stop this childish behaviour?" The control over her calm voice was slowly dissipating. It almost sounded like she was hissing at him.

Alright. Fine. Looks like words won't reach her stubborn head so he'll just have to use force. Before she could utter another word, Sasuke took the opportunity to pin her against the corridor's wall.

Their bodies were crushed against each other and he could feel her every curve clinging against his body. He resisted the urge to groan.

"You're not going anywhere."

Her face was flushed. "S-S—" She couldn't even utter his name other than stuttering over the first letter. In an instant he flipped her over so her back was pressed against his front. Both her hands were pinned above her head against the wall. With her knees shaking uncontrollably she buckled onto the floor.

"W-What..."

Her head was spinning.

"It's punishment. I warned you didn't I?"

Wait a minute, how did they end up in such a lewd situation? Wasn't his goal to lecture her and to stop her from bathing with that other girl? He pushed his thoughts aside. He inwardly cursed, what was this woman doing to him?

'Who gives a damn!' his body gave in to its own desires and he was powerless to stop it. Not that he minded or anything.

"What does it take to make you stay?" he whispered against her ear. Talk about déjà vu.

His tongue was already caressing her ear lobe erotically before giving it a quick nip. A squeak escaped her lips. Hinata could feel his nose nuzzling against her back. Her robe was already off her shoulders. Warm wet kisses were traced down to the small of her bare back, causing her to shiver.

"N-No..."

"No?" he smirked. Oh, he lavished in teasing her.

He didn't realize that his grip had loosed until it was too late. One of her hands managed to escape and she strike a few of his pressure points, making him numb and paralyzed. He watched her gather the dropped garments and bandages before scurrying away.

'I was so close...I think I really am sexually frustrated.'

Hinata scurried into the bathroom making sure to lock it shut.

'What's gotten into him?' she panicked.

"Mikoto-san?"

Midori's voice snapped her out of reverie.

"Oh right! I-I need to treat your back."

The girl was already nude on a stool with her bare back facing the older woman.

"This is going to hurt a little, but please bear with it."

A small hiss was heard. She paused her work in concern.

"I'm okay hehe..."

She nodded briefly before resuming.

It was irritating and annoying him to the limit! What were those two doing? He could hear giggles and little gasps. 'That little tramp! I swear if she lays one hand on Hinata...'

Focusing his chakra into the paralyzed pressure points, he could slowly feel his body going back to normal. As soon as he was sure that he was able to move, he made a dash for the bathroom. By the time he had broken the door the ladies were already done with their bath. Midori was already wrapped in a towel whereas Hinata was still nude.

"Fugaku!"

Her protests were ignored as he hauled her over his shoulder and tossed a towel over her body. Onyx eyes bore into the other girl's eyes. Strange, she doesn't look like she's intimidated which only irritated him even more. Her green eyes stared back blankly as if she was silently mocking him. Yup, he didn't like her one bit.

"How did you manage to recover?"

"That's not important."

"Put me down!"

He continued to ignore her.

They were already in their bed room and she was tossed onto their futon. The towel covering her was already long gone.

"Get dressed and prepare dinner."

She was expecting him to do something to her only to be left puzzled when he left.

Midori was already waiting patiently in the dining room reading an old book she had randomly found.

"It's not yours. Don't you have any manners?" He snatched the book away.

"Listen, I want you out."

Again with the silence.

"Why you—"

"Mikoto-san isn't happy with the way you're treating me and neither am I. Can't you treat your guest with more respect? You're the one who has no manners."

She was aware that he had his fists clenched as if he's ready to hit her. She looked at him mockingly, daring him to hit her.

"Look, I don't know who you really are and I don't trust you."

"I'm a perfectly normal person. I'm not even a shinobi."

It was true since Sasuke couldn't sense a single chakra signature on her which indicated otherwise.

"I'm only letting you stay until you recover. When you do, I want you out of my sight and our life. Got it?"

She smirked in reply.

Hitting her here won't do any good. Besides, he didn't think she was even worth to spend his energy on. It will only cause Hinata to be more upset and their relationship would only fall apart. Which, without a doubt, is probably what the little imp was planning on. He was smarter than that; he refused to fall into her plan. Whatever she was scheming made him sick.