Itachi tossed Sasuke the keys, explaining he would ride back with Hinata because they had 'business' to discuss. What business exactly, Hinata had no clue. But she did know Itachi was now in her car… distracting her… as she tried very hard to focus on the road. His precessance was completely throwing her concentration off.

"C-could you pass me a napkin from the glove box?"

Feeling more nervous than usual Hinata used her knees to steer while she tried to dry her sweaty hands. "That's a bad habit." Itachi's chidded, passing her a napkin from the glove box.

"Mhhm y-yeah.." Quickly switching back to her hands. Hinata chewed lightly on her lip, pale eyes darting back and forth between the road and the nonchalant Uchiha. He rested his arm on the window, lazily watching the cars fly past.

Why was she so nervous? Hinata gulped as Itachi's free hand squeezed her thigh gently.

The better question is why was he literally trying to KILL her!?

"Um.. uh I-Itachi senpai-" Itachi looked at her from the corner of his eye, silently telling her to continue. "W-why are you doing this?"

Itachi turned to face the trembling girl. Her grip flexed anxiously as she white knuckled the steering wheel. He tried to fight back the smirk pulling at his lips. He was starting to wonder how far he could push his cute underclassmen.

"Doing what, Hinata chan?" He asked, his hand trailing up a bit higher on her thigh. Her legs squeezed shut tight and Hinata frantically pulled into her parking spot with a jolt. Scrambling to put the car in park, Hinata grabbed his wrist.

"Itachi!" Hinata squeaked, stopping his roaming hand. Itachi laughed, enjoying the flustered look on her face. "It's n-not funny, Itachi senpai! Why- are you s-s-so touchy!" Hinata squealed trying to pull his hands away with no avail.

Her pleads caught in her throat as Itachi invaded her personal space, his beautiful black tired eyes filled with mirth. The corner of his lips pulling into a small smirk.

"I thought you liked me, Hinata? Don't you like me?" Itachi tilted his head to the side, his voice teasing. Hinata felt her heart racing a mile a minute as Itachi's dark eyes lowered to her lips.

"Ye-yes…" Hinata whispered, biting her lip.

Itachi rested his large hand on top of her head, ruffling her bangs. Smiling that warm little smile that made her feel like she could run on clouds. "So cute…"

And that's how Hinata found herself brewing a pot of tea while Itachi lounged in her living room. He must be insane, Hinata concluded. With her face was still hot and red, Hinata fanned herself while giving the Uchiha a scalding side eye.

Placing the pot between them Hinata sat on the ground, folding her legs under her seiza style. Pouring Itachi a cup before proceeding to pour herself one. Itachi picked the cup up gently, inhaling the sweet scent of jasmine. Taking a tentative sip, his shoulders seemed to relax and he let out a sigh.

"You brew a beautiful cup of tea." He commented graciously.

Hinata nodded silently to the complement, her fingers fiddling along the rim of her cup. Despite being surrounded by intimidating men her entire life, Hinata could not for the life of her understand how to act around Itachi Uchiha.

She was a 16 year old, nerdy, homeschooled virgin and for the first time in her life she was dealing with a boy who may or may not be interested in her!? And a very beautiful older boy at that…

Hinata took a slow sip over her tea, willing herself to make eye contact with her guest. Itachi seemed completely at home settled on her living room floor. He sat lax with his back resting against her sofa. His longer fingers gracefully cupped his steaming tea as his dark eyes roamed around the room.

She had grown to understand her senpai was not a shy person at all despite what one may think. His presence didn't stand out much compared to the group he was associated with but that didn't mean he couldn't command the room.

When he spoke you paid attention. In class, the rare times he spoke up, everyone was quick to quiet down and listen to his input. And despite not being the "leader" of the Akatsuki Hinata could tell he was well respected.

He also had a weird ability to just…fit. He carried himself in a way where it felt impossible to question him, moving with purpose and unwavering conviction. He felt effortless in every environment and it was something Hinata very much admired.

And right now he was doing the same thing, commanding Hinata's space as if it were his own. Now she felt like the guest in her own apartment.

"So, you live on your own?" Itachi's sudden question pulled Hinata out of her thoughts, forcing her to confront the handsome threat sitting next to her.

"Y-yes. My father thought it would be good for me to b-build character…"

"Hmm." Itachi nodded solemnly, his eyes skimming around the room again before landing back on her. "Tell me more about that."

Placing her cup down, Hinata shifted a bit in her seat. Her mind contemplating how much she should actually tell him. "This- well…" Hinata bites her lip, trying to maintain eye contact. His eyes were so beautiful yet intimidating. The deep blackness of his eyes whispering of a hidden abyss just beyond the surface.

"It's like a project o-of sorts. To be-become a worthy h-heiress my father thought it would be best to have me develop c-certain social skills on my own…" Hinata sighed. It was embarrassing to admit she was essentially a failure. If she could command the room like Itachi could she would've never had to do such a drastic experiment like this.

Itachi tilted his head to the side, raising a skeptical brow. "Like what?"

Hinata frowned, not really wanting to list off everything she lacked. But Itachi had a way of just pulling everything out of her. "Confidence, charisma, t-toughness. Father thinks I'm too much of a p-pushover. I'm a wallflower so i-it's easy for people to disregard me." Hinata said bitterly, taking another sip of her now lukewarm tea.

Itachi chuckled to her surprise, shaking his head to himself. "You might be a wallflower but you certainly are not a pushover. My brother can attest to that."

Hinata flushed bright red at the mention of Sasuke, knowing fully well he was referring to her notorious slap. Hinata sputtered, trying to come up with a response.

"It's a good thing Hinata. You have a secret weapon. So what if people underestimate you? let them, use it to your advantage and surprise them every single time. That's what Shinobi did in the past, why not now?" He shrugged, resting his chin in his hand.

Hinata blinked slowly, taking in Itachi's words. He made it seem so…simple. Instead of trying to change herself completely, she needed to use her weakness as an advantage? But could she actually do that? How does one even begin to do that?

"Easier said than done…" Hinata pouted. Feeling the tension of her bun bringing on a headache, Hinata pulled the elastic out of her hair. Letting her locks cascade freely down her back Hinata sighed in relief. "I wouldn't even know where to start."

"That's what Akatsuki is for. I'll show you how to make use of yourself."

Hinata studied Itachi as he crossed his hands diplomatically. Did that mean she was officially in? "What do I have to do?" Hinata asked, her mind racing with anticipation.

Itachi smiled, reaching over to ruffle her hair. "For now, just show up to work on time. I'll send you your schedule tomorrow." Hinata nodded, twisting her fingers together at the sudden contact.

"I-itachi senpai… do…do you l-l-like me?!" Hinata managed to squeak out, ducking her head down into her hands. His increasingly touchy behavior was slowly driving her crazy. She'd never had an experience with a boy before so she wasn't sure how to react at ALL.

"Isn't it obvious?" Itachi laughed, tilting his head to try and meet her eyes. Hinata bloomed bright red, scrambling back from his hand on her head.

"W-what?!" Hinata sputtered, her face feeling hot.

"It's true, you're quite beautiful Hinata-chan." Itachi noted casually, his eyes roaming her face. "And you're sweet. I like sweet things." Itachi nodded to himself.

Hinata felt like she could explode in that exact moment. Her jaw literally dropped as the older boy moved closer, Itachi suddenly grabbed her waist, pulling her so she sat in his lap. Hinata gasped at his sudden actions, her mind spinning in shock. He squeezed at her waist as his hands ran up her hips

"Have you ever kissed a boy?" Itachi asked, his voice so low it sent electricity shooting down her back. His eyes were red and spinning again. Dark heavy lashes clouded his now ruby eyes. Shaking her head no, Hinata could no longer look away.

"Do you want to?"

Hinata bit her lip at the feeling of his fingers pressing into her waist, keeping her right where he wanted. His thumbs ran back and forth over her skin and Hinata squeezed her legs together tight as that unfamiliar feeling bubbled up again. Nodding her head yes, Hinata turned to look to avoid his gaze.

Itachi rolled his pretty eyes. Grabbing her chin harshly, he forced her to look him directly in the face. "Tell me." He whispered, his hand trailing down to rest on her neck. The feeling of his long fingers wrapping around her neck stirred something deep inside of Hinata. It was like she no longer had any say.

He was in complete control.

"Yes" Her voice came out so weak and fragile, Hinata had never heard herself sound like that before. It was like Itachi was tapping into something completely unknown.

He kissed her and it was nothing like the movies she watched on the hallmark channel. It felt so…hot. He pulled her close by her neck and took everything out of her. His tongue dipping inside left her feeling euphoric. He was consuming her whole and she didn't have the breath to protest.

Somehow her hands found themselves in his hair and she finally pulled away to breathe. The look in his red eyes sent her over the edge. He cupped the back of her head pulling her into another searing kiss as his hand once on her waist went to grab her bum.

Hinata could feel the hem of her skirt riding up her legs as Itachi pulled her into fully straddling him. A moan slipped from her as she felt something hard press against her panty clad wetness. She was losing her mind. Itachi was making her lose it in a matter of seconds.

And she couldn't rationalize anything because his tongue was still down her throat and his hands were still on her waist, squeezing her like he wanted her to break.

"W-wait!" Pulling away breathlessly, Hinata put her hands on his chest to create some distance. Itachi slowly licked his slightly puffy lips. "I knew you were sweet." He whispered, ignoring her completely he placed a kiss on her neck. Hinata shuddered, her hips involuntarily rolled at the sensation, earning a moan from her lips

"I-itachi-" There it was, that trembling voice only Itachi seemed to be able to pull out of her.

Hinata sat at the edge of her bed. Her mind was in complete and utter shambles. Yesterday she made out with Itachi freaking Uchiha, her senpai, and gave him her phone number. She also just woke up from the first wet…dream… she ever had in her entire life. Featuring, you guessed it, Itachi.

Hinata buried her face into her hands as yesterday's events barraged her brain. She was not prepared for this at all. Hinata was almost 99.99% sure she would end up a old lonely cat lady who managed the clan until her death. But now… now there was a BOY.

And she did such…scandalous things with him and he wasn't even her boyfriend! Hinata gently touched her neck, remembering the way he held it as he pulled her into the kiss. She almost wished he would've…..

Hinata flopped back onto her bed with a scream. Good Kami she was turning into some type of pervert now!

She wasn't supposed to be thinking about things like that! Hinata Hyuga should be focused on school, the company, her mission! Anything other than Itachi Uchiha's beautiful red eyes as he whispered about how freaking sweet she tasted….

Hinata audibly gulped as she wrapped herself up like a worm in her blankets. Would he ask her out? Hinata stared at her phone hooked up to the charger. As if on que it dinged with a text and Hinata instantly felt her stomach seize up like she just got punched in the gut. What if was him?

Reaching over to her nightstand Hinata read the banner and nearly passed out. It was really Itachi texting her! Quickly opening the message Hinata eagerly scanned the text, only frown slightly to discover it was just her new schedule.

Atleast with now being involved with Akastski she would no longer get bullied at school. For now it seemed she would just be working on thursdays, and fridays 3-8pm and the weekends 5-11pm. Hinata nodded to herself as it was a pretty reasonable schedule for a Highschool student.

Hinata honestly thought they might work her like a slave but that didn't seem to be the case. Hinata scratched her head, curious as to what the akatsuki did behind the obvious cafe cover. There would be no reason for that physical test if that's all there was to it.

Maybe they were related to arms dealings like the Anbu and that's why they needed capable fighters? Hinata frowned, shifting around in her blankets. Would she really be able to get involved in something like that…

Maybe she rushed into the whole joining a gang thing. Yeah she needed to survive and adapt at that school but would this really be the best way?

Another ping of the phone interrupted her thoughts. Hinata felt all the life leave her body as she read the text. Practically flying out of the bed Hinata ran around the room, trying to pull herself together.

Itachi : come outside

AN: THANK YOU FOR ALL THE REVIEWS YOU GUYS ARE THE BEST AND I LITERALLY LOVE EVERY SINGLE ON OF YOU! This was such a weird part of the plot for me and I re-wrote it a few times. Thankfully things can start picking up from here!