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Hinata opened the door to her home. She walked softly through the house like she was tip toeing through a sleeping house. She set her keys down and her purse and passed through the kitchen on her way to the desk. She grabbed a glass and pour sweet iced tea into the glass with ice and she pulled a lemon from inside the fridge. She cut the lemon and dumped a lemon slice into the tea. Before walking back to her personal mission she glanced at the kitchen table.

She stopped dead in her tracks and the glass fell from her fingertips.

Not an envelope was on the table. She checked the doors and the windows, all shut and locked. She checked every room. Not a thing else was missing. Hinata hurried outside and turned on her Byakugan. She scanned every possible angle. Her eyes strained as she searched for anything that would give away a clue. Whomever had been there was long gone.

Kiba had just left with Naruto. If it was Sasuke who had taken the letters it left Hinata wondering if he really just didn't want to come home. It didn't seem likely with how they departed but perhaps he was a better actor than she imagined.

"No," she told herself out loud. "I can't keep doubting my husband."

Hinata reached for her phone. She called Tenten. As her best friend she could shed some light on the matter or she wouldn't understand. It seemed Sasuke's absence was driving a wedge between them. Tenten claimed not to know what to believe. Hinata urged her friend to believe her but Tenten was always wary when it came to Sasuke's missing status.

Hinata dialed the number she knew by heart.

Tenten answered after several rings.

Hinata didn't dare go inside yet.

"Hinata?" Tenten asked.

"Hey," Hinata said. Her voice trembled slightly. "How fast can you get here?"

Tenten hung up. Hinata knew she would rush. Tenten liked a challenge and Hinata posed it as one. Hinata sat outside on the front steps and Tenten approached moments later and took time for a breather.

"Hey," Tenten smiled. "You called?"

"You've gotten faster," she smiled.

"I've been training hard," Tenten smiled. "I doubt that's why you called me here though."

Tenten surveyed the estate. She always felt eerily out of place visiting Hinata here.

"They're gone," Hinata's eyes welled with tears. "I'm not sure who took them but they're gone."

"They're? People?" Tenten inquired.

"My letters to Sasuke," Hinata wiped her eyes. "Tsunade said I should take up a hobby so I began to write him letters. I left them on the table and suddenly their gone. Who would take them? Their not worth anything to anyone but to him and I."

Tenten sat next to her friend and put her arms around her.

"Do you think he could have taken them?" Tenten tread lightly. To say that was opening a can of worms where Hinata would become hysterical. She was always on the brink of hysteria lately.

"Do you think he left me?" Hinata asked her. "But why would he return to take letters? It just makes no sense Tenten."

"You're telling me," Tenten sighed. "It's okay. If someone was here then some new lead is bound to come up."

Tenten held onto Hinata who cried. She wondered briefly if this chaos would ever be resolved. If they would ever know what happened. She prayed that Kiba, Akamaru and Naruto would find something.

Hinata put her hand on her belly and wiped the last of her tears away.

"What would I do without you?" she asked her best friend.

Tenten gave her a weak smile. Truthfully she would have told Hinata she would break under the grief or fallen into a horrible despair. Who knows, maybe I'm wrong about her, Tenten thought.

Hinata hugged her friend once more and locked the door after her. She sighed and returned to the desk eager to see what would become of the next letter.

Dear Husband:

My letters to you have disappeared. Literally. I wonder if that is your doing. Perhaps you had someone else sneak them back to you. What do you hope to find? It makes me wonder why your not here. Did you decide to leave me after all? If you wanted to leave me you could have told me. I think that would have been better than this.

I just want to know.

I last left off at the moment where I was standing in front of you at the alter. What was going on in your head, I wonder. Maybe someday you'll tell me. I remember feeling watched and envied even. Deep down inside me some part was enjoying that. I probably wouldn't admit that except to my closest friends and you.

I never cared for being the center of attention but everyone knows on your wedding day you kind of have to be the center of attention. I remember looking in your eyes a lot during that time up there. I tuned out what wasn't necessary. It felt like it was happening so fast. That was my first kiss. My first kiss was what bound me to you.

I don't think many can say that.

It was so light. The feel of your lips. The only way I know it happened was because I had this warmth on my lips afterwords. My face was bright red and I felt awkward. I wondered if we would have to kiss anymore. I wasn't sure I could handle it. I remember worrying about Naruto, but I was remind later that he was after Sakura and I was now a married woman. That night was the first I spent with you. It was the most awkward.

Being alone with you was weird. I can't stress how it out of place it felt to stand in your home and know it was also mine from then on and that you were as well. I expected you to make me sleep on the couch, or even a guest room.

I changed into what I usually would sleep in at home. Shorts and a tank top. You were in shorts without a shirt and it was the first time I had seen you without a shirt. My face was red and I turned around. My father and sister who had brought my things over let you pack them away. You packed them with your own. I wondered what that meant for me.

I remember standing there wanting to ask you where you had planned on having me sleep.

"Hinata?" you said softly, even slightly confused. "Why are you just standing there?"

You were sitting on the edge of the bed and I felt my face was heated.

"I... uh," I had to talk around a lump in my throat. I was so nervous. You made me nervous. "Am I to sleep in a guest room?"

I finally said it.

You laughed.

"Your things are in here where I put them," you pointed to the dresser. My face growing redder. "I had intended on you sleeping here. But if you want you can sleep elsewhere."

"C-can I ask why?" I felt so stupid asking you questions but honestly I wanted to know. I felt stupid stuttering while I asked too.

You turned away from me and slid into the bed. Laying on your side with your back to me. I felt like you were dismissing me but when I thought of leaving I heard your voice, "Perhaps I just thought we'd be less lonely that way."

You left it up to me.

I was torn between comfort of loneliness in another room compared to the thought of spending the night in your bed with you. I thought of it as my duty and I had to for fill it but it scared me. All this unknown scared me.

I swallowed my fear and walked towards the bed.

I slid in as quietly and smoothly as possible. I didn't want to disturb you. It felt so much warmer than my bed at the Hyuga estate. I would have to get use to it. It felt so strange to be so close to you. And I remember sleeping peacefully that night. I woke up with your arm holding me too you. Your breathing was still deep so I knew you were sound asleep. I crawled out and silently dressed myself. I pulled the blankets higher on your sleeping body and headed for the kitchen.

I prefer tea but in the mornings coffee was what was needed.

It seemed that you preferred coffee in the morning.

I made an array of food for breakfast and I came back into the room to tell you breakfast was ready. You were already pulling on a shirt when I walked in.

I remember I closed my eyes and bowed respectfully to show you I was sorry for walking in on you changing but I forgot where I was standing and bowed my head into the door which shut closed.

You wouldn't let that one go for the longest time.

You laughed so hard that I started to laugh and my embarrassment faded.

Breakfast wasn't as awkward as I imagined.

That was our first day together. All day. I wondered if I bothered you. You were so silent and it reminded me of before you left Konoha. I kept thinking of things to say, things to do, something to distract you from the quietness. It felt lonely to be in this house with you and you never speak a word to me.

The months after that were a blur of the same things. Sleep was the closest we were to each other. I was always up first. I always made breakfast. We always would talk then but it seemed like it was the only time we talked. Afterwords we went our separate ways.

I remember wishing that I wasn't married to you. I was miserable, lonely and stuck in a marriage neither one cared for.

It was winter when some things changed.

That's when you got sick. You caught the flu. Tsunade was always busy with sick patients but she gave me tea to give you. You refused to let Sakura treat you. Healing jutsu doesn't so much for a cold anyway. They told me to watch over you carefully.

I promised.

I made your favorite foods and I had a fresh glass of water always next to your bedside. When you threw up I held up the bucket I found. I washed it so you didn't have to smell it while you slept. I had a cool rag constantly on you head. When you slept I would take my fingertips and touch your forehead. My hands get cold easily. Your head was burning and I was worried.

They told me you had a bad case.

They told me to report to them your condition but I was afraid to leave your side. You dropped wanting food and drank very little and I stayed up all night changing the cool rag on your head. It wasn't until morning's light I realized that I had nodded off during my important duty. I took the rag and got fresh water. I came back and felt your head. It was cooler than the night before.

My relief was clearly visible because you opened your eyes and saw me smiling at you.

"You made it," I joked. "You had me worried." Instinctively I leaned down and kissed your forehead. My face became red and I left to prepare you some food because you muttered something about being so hungry you could faint dead away.

Even know you make me laugh.

Please come home.

I miss you so much. When you left you took the color from my world.

Love,

Hinata.

Hinata leaned back in her chair. She stuck the letter in the envelope and numbered it like usual. She sat it on the table and snacked on something she bought recently. Her thoughts were so clearly focused on Sasuke. She looked at her ring. If only she could go back and ask for someone else to take the mission. The thing was that it was an ANBU ranked mission, his first as an ANBU member. He wanted to do those missions. They were better pay and he would do one here or there he told her. She would never let him go on another if he came back.

Hinata stared at the ceiling. She counted the breathes she took and finally she crawled into bed without regard to the time of day. Sorrow made her tired. Perhaps I should do something else productive for awhile? Maybe their right. Maybe dwelling on all this is making me go crazy.

Hinata decided to work a little while she still could. Maybe that way she could retain some of her sanity a bit longer.

I didn't think I was going to post another in the same night. I know the next one won't be posted as quickly. I'll be busy between work and classes for a few days. I keep getting wonderful reviews so I thought I would get another chapter done. If only I could write my comp papers this easily. Thank you for all the reviews I've gotten so far. I appreciate them. Thanks for reading! Until next time.