Willingly?

"S-Sasuke?"

I stood almost angry at myself because he had heard me. He turned towards me with his normal stoic face.

I had come to relax.

I don't see how that's possible now.

The hill was a normal place for me and Shikamaru to come and feel the breeze, watch the clouds and do nothing. The whole place was covered with grass and only one tree stood alone that could allow you to look over the city of Konoha.

But why was Sasuke here?

I sat down on the opposite side of the tree and closed my eyes.

"We never finished our discussion." He said plainly.

A chill went down my back. He voice was so cold, and demanded attention. I tried to ignore but I could feel his gaze on the back of my neck even though I knew he wasn't looking at me.

He didn't have to.

"If he's mine, I plan to be in his life. I'm…not going to be like my father," he choked up the words. I didn't know what to say. I had never heard anything about Sasuke's past because he never said anything to anybody.

"W-W-What do y-you mean?" I didn't want to seem like I was prying but I was curious.

Maybe I would find out the reason why Sasuke acted so…withdrawn.

I knew that Sasuke was different.

Different from everybody else in more ways than one...

But he had to feel some type of loneliness, some type of isolation. There had to be a point where he wanted friends.

And maybe that's why he had Sakura and Naruto.

"That's none of your business," he responded in his same monotone but I could still feel the chill run through my body.

I knew that Sasuke and Naruto were close in their brother relationship. You love him but you hate him thing that they have. I knew that Naruto being in a coma was eating up at Naruto just as much as it was me even though Sasuke wouldn't show it but he didn't show any kind of emotion on how he felt about anything or…anyone.

"Do you love Sakura?" I quickly covered mouth noticing what I had just asked. My eyes shout open and I could feel the air's intense-o-meter pass the top. I closed my eyes waiting for his wrath as hot tears started to creep.

"L-lo-?" he stuttered out the half word like he had never heard it or used it in his life.

"Sasuke, are you alright?" I asked getting up and finally deciding to sit next to him with my back on the tree.

"I barely like Sakura let alone, l-l-l, you know what I mean. Besides she throws the word around like nothing. You know what I hate?"

"Hate's a strong word," I said looking at my fingers, trying to avoid his gaze.

"That's it right there. How people can say hate's a strong word but throw around l-l-l 'the l word' like nothing in the world."

"Sasuke…" I said almost feeling sad for him in a way, but I didn't know why.

"Hinata, it isn't that serious, honestly. Sakura and I aren't forever at least not to me. The only reason I'm with her is because it's the high school thing. The most popular two people are like destined to be together. In every high school, there is a 'jock couple' the 2 that play both sports or the sport-cheerleader couple, the nerd couple, Goth couple, skater couple, integrated couple, the unexpected couple, and unexpected expected couple. Sometimes things just work out for certain people and sometimes it doesn't and in life you just have to deal with that," he said turning away from me looking at the sky.

The wind blow, slightly causing his spiky black hair to move around his face; he looked flawless.

"So…" I could tell he was trying to ease the tension, "how's Naruto?" I'm sure he realized it. He struck a chord.

"He's stable, everything's great…" I said half-heartedly.

"But," he interjected.

"He's not waking up. Why isn't he waking up? He should be awake so he could see the sonograms. What if he doesn't see his baby's birth?" I could feel him tense at my words. "What if he doesn't see his/hers first steps? It would be all my fault too. If I had told my father sooner? If I wasn't such a coward? If I hadn't fainted in school? If I hadn't gotten drunk? If I never got pregnant? If I never slept with you?"

He gasped at my words.

I could tell it took him aback. He was…upset, at least I think.

"…You can't worry about the what if's in life. Life is filled with lIFe's but that can't be controlled no matter how much you want something doesn't make it happen. No matter how many times you wish on a star doesn't make the wish happen anytime sooner. No matter how much you believe 'the l word' will conquer all doesn't make it happen. You make stuff happen, Hinata, and when you start doing that maybe you'll be happy…"

I could feel a heart to heart moment with Sasuke even though what he said I felt he was talking more to himself than me and I couldn't read the underlining point that he was trying to make.

"W-What a-are y-you t-trying to say?" I said wiping away the tears in my eyes.

He exhaled frustrated.

"I don't see what's the point I've already admitted too much that I shouldn't have and you still don't get;…just forget, Hinata. Forget it."

"No! Tell me! You tell me to forget it. Forget it, really? You don't know how much I've tried to forget that I've slept with you, that this child could be yours, that Naruto's in a coma, that—" my words were cut off my Sasuke's lips connecting with mine.

The heat between was overpowering and I could feel all my troubles slipping away. He was like a drug, inviting me to take him in even though I knew it was wrong.

When he released his lips from mine, my breathing was heavy and I covered my lips with the tips of my fingers. I was still trying to grasp that Sasuke had just kissed.

And I let him.

And I kissed back.

The hot tears started down my face because guilt was the only thing that came over me. Was it just the fact that doing the wrong thing made all my trouble disappear or was it cause I wanted it to.

Had that been something I had been lusting for a while since he and I slept together.

"Y-Y W-" I couldn't speak English. What was I to say? What I really felt? Sasuke kiss me again; let all my troubles disappear. Or I'm sure a whore.

"You're not a whore, Hinata," almost as if he was reading my mind.

"W-W," still words left me.

"You're not; don't worry. You just know what you want," he said caressing my cheeks grazing my lips with his.

I pushed him away, slapping him. I hadn't noticed that my nails had dug into his face. When he lifted up his head, the starch marks of my 4 fingers were very apparent on his face. The red blood started to drip from the starches. He only smirked at me, putting on his normal stoic attitude.

"Are you angry, Hinata?" he said smiling at me with his head tilted, "You should calm down that's not good for our baby."

My nose flared and my fist tightened and I could feel the churning in my stomach but didn't care.

"You bastard!" I yelled the hot tears on my cheeks being refueled by new ones.

"Actually I'm not my parents are married, but you know the one growing in your stomach will be if we don't get married."

"First off I would never marry someone like you. I hate you! You could rot in hell for all I care and just remember that we don't know if it's yours. If the God had a heart he wouldn't curse this innocent child with a father like you!" I said snarling my nose and with the most disgust I've ever felt.

I could tell my words stung because his smirk had become nonexistent.

"Is that how you really feel?"

"Yea, answer me this Sasuke, have you've ever been happy?"

"I'll answer just answer me this. Do you remember the night we slept together?"

"Unfortunately," I spat. I never knew I could feel so much anger, ever. It had to be the hormones. I would usually be more scared than anything else.

"What do you remember?"

I thought back to what had come back over the past couple of months since that night.

"We were at Sakura's party in the dance area thing and we were drunk and we went upstairs—"

"Stop, right there," he interrupted, "say that again."

"What?"

"What you just said."

"We went upstairs,"

"Before that,"

"We were at Sakura's party,"

"After that,"

"We were drunk."

"See right there." I looked at him confused.

"Hinata, I didn't take a drink all night. I willingly had sex with you because I wanted to and when that happened that was when I was most happy. You don't know how long I've wanted you," he said slowly approaching me placing his hand on my cheek and rubbing it slightly.

"I l—"

I didn't hear the rest of what he said because I passed out.-

T.B.C.

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