Chapter 8

While Saturday had been a fun day Sunday was a different matter. All morning Hinata had been nervous. She had only ever dated Naruto and now she was going to hang out with Sasuke who was the opposite of Naruto. She didn't know what Sasuke meant by 'go somewhere' else but she was going somewhere, most likely alone, with a guy she was beginning to like. In her mind, she had a valid reason to be nervous and that was it.

The nervousness didn't leave her when she got out of the car in the the Uchiha's drive way. She approached the house slowly. She was halfway there when Kisame came around to the front of the house from the side.

"Hey short stuff!" he shouted happily when he saw her. He was sopping wet but smiling. Hinata returned the smile albeit calmer.

"Kisame!" Hinata said happily watching as he approached her. Hinata marvelled at exactly how wet he was. The cargo pants he was wearing was drenched and sagging on his hips, his shirt stuck to him completely showing off him his well-toned torso and his shoes were squelching with every step he took. "What were you doing?"

"Well, first I was doing some plumbing, then Itachi broke the pipe, it sprayed water all over the garage. We started washing the Hummer but then we decided to wash ourselves and our clothes instead. The garage is flooded now. Itachi is trying to find the lock off valve." Kisame answered before stopping just before her. He gave her a wide grin. "Like what you seeing?"

Hinata looked up at him shyly. "I don't know, should I?"

"Of course. I'm drop dead gorgeous!" Kisame exclaimed before sweeping her up into his arms for a bone crushing hug. Hinata squealed when she found herself being lifted off the ground and getting covered in all of Kisame's water.

"You're right with that skin you could be dead." Hinata teased even as she tried to wiggle her way out of his grip.

"I'm hurt." Kisame whined but Hinata knew he was just joking. Kisame had told her before that though the blue tinge was now a part of him he hadn't been born like that. He had turned out this way after being stuck in a lot of blue paint for a long time when he was a toddler. She didn't know if it was possible but she'd go with. It made him interesting, a little weird but interesting.

There was a sudden honking of a horn and they both looked down the drive-way and saw that the car that had dropped Hinata off was still there. Its driver was halfway out of the car frowning at them. She had forgotten that he wouldn't leave until she went inside. Kisame put her down immediately and put his hands behind his back while whistling suspiciously.

"It's ok." Hinata told the driver just loud enough for him to hear. He nodded and got back into the car.

"You don't have to worry; she's too young for me." Kisame shouted after him.

"Hey!" Hinata pouted and slapped him on the arm. He was the only guy friend she had that she could play with like this. Kisame grinned before brushing the water out his hair and onto her. "Stop it! Look at how wet I am now."

"That's the point." Kisame told her with a blank look.

"Are you quite done?" a voice asked from and they both looked over their shoulders to see Itachi at the front door. He had a small smile adorning his face.

"How long have you been standing there?" Kisame asked as he and Hinata turned to face Itachi.

"Long enough to know that Hinata enjoys your company." he answered and Hinata blushed. It sounded a little different coming from Itachi. She started to complete her walk up to the front door but was halted in her steps when water cascaded down her head and began soaking her shoulders. Kisame had taken off his shirt and wrung out the water over her head. She looked up at him in shock. Itachi held an amused smile while Kisame grinned widely at his success.

"Why don't you come inside and get that changed?" Itachi offered and Hinata nodded dumbly. Kisame couldn't hold in his laugh after seeing how hopeless she looked. Hinata sent him a glare but it was nothing close to the ones he was usually served and only served to make him laugh harder. If there was anything good out of this it was that she got to see really shirtless, really wet, really rock hard, ab-tastic dude. All tinted in blue.

"Oh my!" Mikoto exclaimed when she saw Hinata and Kisame. She smiled slightly at Hinata's almost drenched state. "Itachi, go get some clothes for Kisame. You should find some in his sleepover bag in your closet. Hinata, I would lend you my own clothes but you're a little more... Endowed than I am so I don't think my shirts would fit you." Both boys cast a glance at the shy girl between them and nodded in agreement. "And your jeans aren't wet are they? Itachi, why don't you find a shirt for Hinata as well?"

Itachi took note of the quirk of his mother's lips when she mentioned a shirt for Hinata before leaving the room. Interesting.

"Why don't you head to the bathroom Hinata? It's just down the hall." Mikoto told the girl before turning to Kisame. "And you, strip. You soaked my carpet!"

"Don't I get any privacy?"

"It's either here or the lawn. The only reason I'm allowing you to even change in the kitchen is because it's tiled and not carpeted." Hinata heard Mikoto tell him as she made her way to the bathroom.

Sasuke had been texting instructions to Juugo on how to use the new microwave at the base, when Itachi opened the door to his room.

"Lend Hinata a shirt" Itachi said and Sasuke sat up from lying on his bed to look at his brother.

"What?" he asked. Itachi leaned against the door frame with a smirk. He held the clothes for Kisame in his hands.

"Hinata needs a shirt." he rephrased.

"Why? What happened?"

"She got wet. She needs a shirt and yours are most likely to fit her."

"Why can't she use one of mom's?" Sasuke asked and Itachi raised a brow at his seeming cluelessness.

"Have you seen her breasts?" he asked and was amused at how quickly Sasuke's face reddened.

"Fine! I'll find one for her." Sasuke interrupted loudly bringing a smile to Itachi's face. "And don't call them breasts."

"What should I call them, Sasuke?" Itachi asked. He was thoroughly amused now.

"Get out!" Sasuke growled throwing the nearest pillow. Itachi closed the door just in time for the pillow to hit it instead. Sasuke could swear he heard him snickering on the other side of the door. Bastard. Sasuke then turned to his closet. "Clothes for Hinata. What would I like to see her in? Guy clothes? Guy clothes? I don't want to see her in guy clothes... my clothes? She's wearing my clothes..."

"I can hear you talking to yourself." Itachi said from the other side of the door. Sasuke glared at it. "Hurry up."

"Shut up!"

"She's probably cold now. She's not wearing a shirt you know." Itachi said ignoring him. Sasuke froze. He pushed the forming mental image from his mind to grabbed a random shirt from his closet and shove it through a small opening of the door before slamming it shut again. He leaned on the door with a sigh. Itachi purposefully said that to get to him. As much as he hated to admit it, it did get to him. Damn brain supplying imaginary but possibly true images of things he had no right to be seeing. He locked the thought away in a dark place to prevent from bringing it up accidentally.

He grabbed a hoodie jacket from the chair by his desk and headed down stairs. He joined a fully clothed Kisame, Itachi and his mother in the kitchen.

"Why red?" Mikoto asked immediately. Sasuke looked at her questioningly. "The shirt."

"Random." he answered. He hadn't even realized that the shirt had been red. Mikoto shook her head before turning to something she was cooking on the stove.

"Oh, Hinata red fits you." Itachi commented from the doorway. This drew the others' attention to the girl just entering the room. He hated that shirt but Itachi was right, it did fit her. Even if it said: 'BIG is good' and the 'BIG' just had to fit perfectly across her chest and be a completely different colour than everything else. It stood out so much and brought so much attention to a part of her that he really wished people wouldn't look at, not that he cared or anything.

Mikoto smiled slightly at the mildly horrified look that Sasuke was giving the shirt. She could tell Kisame and Itachi were holding in snickers. Hinata looked a little embarrassed.

"I thought you'd want a jacket since you always wear one." Sasuke said suddenly holding the black hoodie to her. She took it with a smile and pulled it on. She looked up from pulling the zip up to see Sasuke looking at her. Everyone else was silently watching. "Get your bag, we're going out."

"Out?" Hinata asked confused.

"Yes." Sasuke answered before taking her hand in his and pulling her along with him through the kitchen door. The called over his shoulder: "Later."

"Where are we going?" Hinata asked following him to the garage. She had grabbed her bag from the counter before they had left the kitchen. A thought came to her just after asking. "Are we taking the bike again?"

"No we'll just take the car." he answered. When they stepped into the garage the floor was flooded. All the cars and car coverings were splashed with water but Itachi's hummer was especially wet. It looked like it had just had a wash. Kisame hadn't been joking.

"Um ok. Where are we going?" Hinata asked as they approached Sasuke's usual car. Sasuke let go of her hand so that he could move to the other side of the car but didn't answer her. "You're not going to tell me."

"No." he answered when they were both seated in the car. He looked over at her as he started the car. "It's not anywhere you wouldn't want to go."

"How would you know that?"

"It's not a bad place. Remember the diner? That wasn't a bad place." Sasuke said and watched as she seemed to calm down a little. "Do I look like I would take you to somewhere you would hate?"

Hinata blushed slightly in what Sasuke thought was embarrassment but was really at the thought of Sasuke actually taking her to other places. She didn't see why he would take her out but she had a feeling she would still be as nervous as earlier.

"No." She answered and he nodded once before driving the car out of the garage. Hinata was quiet as they drove. Alone. In a car. Going somewhere she didn't know. Alone with Sasuke. Alone in a car with Sasuke right beside her. They were alone together in silence.

"What kind of music do you listen to?" Sasuke asked and Hinata almost jumped out of her skin at the sudden breach in silence. Sasuke raised a brow at her sudden movement but didn't comment on it. A smirk played lightly on his lips at the small squeak that escaped her.

"Any kind, every kind. Nothing specific." she answered chancing a glance at him. He nodded in understanding. "What about you?"

"Mostly rock."

"What type?"

"All."

"Ok. We should compare some time." she said thoughtfully.

"Sure. Do you have any Favourites?" Sasuke asked and Hinata turned sheepish eyes on him.

"You really shouldn't get me started on music." she warned. He glanced at her and a small smile tugged at him.

"I won't mind if you rant." he told her. He'd love to hear her actually talk for a long period of time. It was unusual and was bound to be interesting. Could she really pull it off? "We have some time. Go ahead."

"Ok but it's your fault if your ears bleed." she told him and she almost got a good sized smile from that comment. It wasn't a bad look on the Uchiha and Hinata tried to burn that memory into her head for future reference before turning back to the road. That's when the rest of the ride came close to becoming a music lecture.

"You actually know a lot of music and about music." Sasuke commented when they finally parked in the parking lot of the second mall. It wasn't as big as the first one so not as many people tend to be there. He hadn't expected one question to lead to all of that. It was interesting though.

"You too actually." Hinata told him before exiting the car. They were soon inside taking care of their assignment on one of the many benches littering the mall.

Suddenly Sasuke paused in his reading to look at Hinata. "Want to go see a movie?"

Hinata looked at him surprised. That was more than out of the blue. "Now?"

"As soon as we're finished." he told her with a nod. She stared at him for a moment.

"Only matinees are showing now." she told him unsure of actually going.

"The show itself doesn't matter." Sasuke told her. He could guess why she was unsure. Matinees were always kids' movies. Sometimes they were downright dumb. He remembered the few times he would so with his family. Itachi would sleep through the movie. His father would glare at the screen and Mikoto would try to get him into the movie. They never did stop annoying him; there was just too much repetition.

"Um. Ok." Hinata told him after another thoughtful moment. She didn't have anything to do afterwards anyway. There wasn't much to do at home and her father wasn't coming home until later. It couldn't be that bad. Sasuke nodded again before turning back to his work. If anything, Hinata thought Sasuke had his weird moments. He tended to do things that were weird sometimes.

By the time they were finished Hinata had been paying more attention to the weirdness of sudden movie and less about the assignment she should be concentrating on. She figured she could trust Sasuke to make the proper corrections without her input.

When they were finished they followed through with the plan and bought tickets for the movie that was just about to start. They bypass the children and their parents and found a seat in the middle of the cinema with a good view of the screen.

"Ahhh shit." Sasuke grumbled when he saw the title but thankfully Hinata didn't hear him. She did however notice his frown.

"Not a fan of unicorns Sasuke?" Hinata asked innocently. No, he wasn't a fan of unicorns. He didn't even like horses. She smiled sweetly at him. "'the show itself doesn't matter.'"

"You're going to hate this movie when it's over." he told her as the movie started. She gave him a side-long look and leaned closer to him to speak softly so they wouldn't bother the others around them. He met her halfway.

"Why's that?" she asked.

"The graphics are going to suck." he answered.

"They already do." she told him.

"The story will be predictable and crappy too." he said and she smiled a small quirk of her lips that he mirrored.

"We will see." she said and from there sprung a heated movie critique whispered between the small space that parted them and over the popcorn that Sasuke held tilted so that Hinata could reach it easily. They paused only momentarily to look up when a mom from the row behind peeked over to see what they were doing sunk so low in their seat and huddled so close together. The moment she backed away Hinata giggled quietly and Sasuke watched her with an amused smirk. The movie was almost over and they were both enjoying the mostly negative comments they shared; some of them tended to be ridiculous. It was at this time Sasuke fixed Hinata with a look while she watched the screen with a smile from something he had said before.

"Hinata," he called quietly and she looked back at him. He looked directly at her hoping that she would realize he was absolutely serious. "Would you be my girlfriend?"

"What?" Hinata asked shocked.

I have no idea if the thing with Kisame is possible, I doubt it is, but that's what I'm going with. If anyone has another explanation that would be great. I want his skin to remain blue. I thought it was about time I had a decent cliff-hanger too.