A Loveless Ending
-Chapter 3-
-A New Beginning-
About ten or so minutes later, Sasuke pulled into the parking lot, before playfully glaring at his girlfriend to his right. She just plastered a smile on her rosy cheeks and got out, hiding the swell in her heart at being there.
"I didn't know that a carnival, of all places would be your most favorite past time." Sasuke smiled slightly.
"Mmhm." She said, locking the car and putting the keys into Sasuke's back pocket, to which he wrapped his arm around her shoulder and pulled her close as they neared the entrance.
The carnival was huge, and one who didn't know the place could easily be lost, but luckily Sasuke had his human map warming his side, so the boy didn't care.
When they reached the entrance and greeted an odd girl with pink hair up in a ponytail and bright green eyes, he frowned at Hinata as he saw her reaching into her pocket in her jacket for money.
"What are you doing?" He asked her, raising a brow.
Was the girl mental? Did she really think she could get away with paying? What a laugh.
"Umm, paying?" She said, counting her money out. He rolled his eyes dramatically, as he pulled his wallet out and gave the girl a fifty before Hinata could get in another word. She gawked.
"Hey." She said, grumbling as she was putting her money back in her pocket.
"No." He said casually, as they walked away, when the girl was trying to call out back to them.
"You gave me too much, sir!" She yelled distractedly, looking back and forth from the money and the beautiful boy that she was planning on finding out more about.
"Keep the change, Sakura." He said back, putting his hand out, motioning for her to go away. Said girl, just shrugged before tending to her next customer.
"Don't think she remembers me," Hinata said, glancing back at her. Sasuke then shrugged at her, and replied.
"Where do you know her from?" He asked.
"Eh...doesn't matter." She then said, looking at him, and taking his much bigger hand into her own. She then led him into the bushes, while he looked at her questioningly.
"What are you doing?" He asked, as she pulled out her purse, and looked around to see if anyone was paying attention. They weren't.
"Remember the other day when you asked what I smelled like?" She said, slightly blushing, also remembering what happened not minutes after.
"Yeah? Why do you ask?" He said, frowning somewhat.
"Well, this is it." She said, as she pulled out a little baggy, of what looked like some kind of herb, it all being bright green. Unraveling the top, she inhaled and sighed out audibly.
"What is that?" He asked, when she put the small bag's opening to his face, as soon as he inhaled, he did the exact same thing she did, not realizing, it was a subconscious act. It smelled, strong, but oh so good. Almost reminding him of a skunk, but not so potent, nor disgusting.
"Weed." She replied, bringing her face closer to his, and inhaling out of the hole again.
"Isn't that shit bad? I heard it lowers your intelligence, makes you hungry, and gives you cancer?" He said, looking at it unknowingly.
She sighed, where the hell did he hear that load of crap from?
"One out of three of those is true." She looked at him blankly, lowering her arm with the green in it.
"It does make you hungry, also known as 'the munchies,'" She exclaimed, blinking.
"The rest," She continued, looking at him, "Are clinically proven to be myths." She said. Gently grabbing his arm, she sat down with him on the soft lawn.
He sat silently debating while she pulled her pipe out and packed in a bowl.
"Come on Crow, it'll make this place seem a whole lot more magical." She said, looking down at her pipe, while using her nail to pack it in more.
Sighing he looked down at it, and closed his eyes for a few seconds, couldn't hurt anyone, right?
"Fine." He said.
"That's the spirit. Now, just copy what I do, and remember to keep the smoke in for as long as you can," She said, looking down at the bowl, as she lit her lighter, put her mouth to the end, and her thumb seemed to cover some hole on the side of it.
After about thirty seconds of inhaling on her little, blue, glass pipe, she passed it to him, along with the lighter.
He took the pipe and put the end to his mouth, like she did, and lit the lighter, and covered the hole, and inhaled. He coughed slightly, as Hinata let go of the smoke, blowing it into the bush.
The piece was passed around about three more times before the bowl was fried.
And Sasuke felt fucking good. It was so hard to keep his eyes open, as his throat felt like it was on fire and was quite dry.
Paying attention to the bushes, he didn't notice Hinata clear the resin left in the bowl.
"What are you doing, man?" He asked, slightly smiling, his eyes following her movements slowly. Blinking felt like it took a few minutes, and his eyes felt tired.
"Clearing it." She said, inhaling the flame to the very bottom before it nearly reached her tongue.
Two more times of hitting it, she noticed, Sasuke playing with the leaves, and laughing to himself.
Looking at her baggy, she saw that she had about a half an eighth left, and decided to leave it. They were fine for now, and would possibly continue later, when the high calmed.
But right now, they were pretty gone, and both were smiling like a couple of idiots. She put her stuff away in her purse, and grabbed Sasuke's hand, looking at him and asking, "How do you feel?"
Trying to move his eyes to hers took a while, but he just laughed, "Fucking excellent. Actually, never mind, I feel 'fuxcellent,'" He laughed at the word he just made up.
"Sweet." She said, kissing him slowly, while nearly stumbling, she then took his hand, and led him to the line for 'Salamander's Pit.'
It was an intense red roller coaster and she knew he would love it.
Stoned out of their minds, she remembered making the buy a few days ago from her cousin, Neji, she would have to tell him that was some dank shit.
Aloud, she asked herself, "What was the name of that again?"
Sasuke frowned at her which quickly swirled into a smile, was she talking to herself?
"Name of what?" He said slowly, to keep himself from thinking she didn't say it out loud.
Geeze, he was so gone.
She then smiled widely, and said, "Sunshine Petals."
"Remember that later, so I can make sure I get more of that." She said, slightly off, smiling at no one in line particular.
"Kay." He said, laughing quietly.
"I would do anything for a hot dog right now," He exclaimed out loud.
"I bet you would," She looked over to him, there were a couple of guys in front of them, looking back at her and smiling in a friendly way, she made eye contact and recognized their eye dilation. Sasuke could care less about them though, they weren't doing anything that crossed the line. In fact, he was proud they were looking.
One with gray hair, young obviously, whispered to her, "Hey, are you holding?"
Her eyes soon drifted over to him, giggling, "Of course."
She then noticed he was sober.
Sasuke looked at her, squinting, 'Holding? Holding what? My hand? Well, yeah.'
Then the other three boys behind him turned to her and started winking, but made no attempt to approach her. Sasuke rolled his eyes at their obvious immaturity. But, then thought of something when he was a kid, and started rumbling with laughter.
The sober kid looked at Sasuke and fully understood where his mind was at, and started chuckling at his antics, and looked back at Hinata with interest.
"Could I get a dime bag, perhaps?" He asked, wanting to be in their state, and also knowing his friends were just not into weed, but things of a different nature.
"Sure, just for you? Or, do your friends want in as well, I'm not carrying much, I'll have you know." She whispered back, feeling Sasuke start to regain his composure.
"Nope, just for me, thanks, my friends are actually frying right now, I'm into less serious things, obviously." The boy replied, nodding his head to his friends who were obviously having a good time.
Feeling Sasuke's hold on her hand give a slight squeeze, she replied the best she knew how, being stoned, and in a language that Sasuke wouldn't understand.
Suddenly, she had a better idea, "Sasuke, look at that weird tree over there that looks like someone's ass."
She pointed over yonder, and it worked, he looked slowly, smiling as he did it.
Looking around, she realized with how many people were packed by each other in line, that no one was focused on them, so while Sasuke was focused on something quite happily. She got to work, dividing her weed into a much smaller bag, that she had quite a few of, and reached out for his hand, looking as if they were shaking hands, but in reality, he was making a buy.
"Nice to meet you. I'm Hinata." She smiled, as he did the same, used to pulling off this act, many times over. Him trading the money, and her trading the grass.
"Pleasure to meet you too, I am Saito." He said, before he used his hand to 'scratch his stomach,' while putting the small amount of green in his pocket.
Sasuke still distracted, Hinata poked his side, bringing his attention back to her, and he squinted in her direction again, "Yeah?"
"The line is moving, sweetie." She giggled, still just as baked as before. He nodded slowly, grabbing the pole to start moving.
–
A few hours passed, as they both started losing their high, but it didn't matter, they had a hell of a lot of fun on the rides, both screaming as the ride was dramatically going too fast for them.
Hinata looked at Sasuke's phone, seeing as she left hers in the car, and said to him, "Babe, we need to start heading back, school lets out in an hour and a half."
He nodded, and made sure he had everything, before they got back to the car.
Still a little stoned, Hinata got behind the wheel, used to driving in all kinds of different highs. Driving a little slower than normal, they made it back, just in time.
She pulled into the school's driveway, and parked in the front. High school students were still leaving, as she locked the car, and pulled Sasuke inside to collect their homework.
Once collected, they left.
–
Arriving back at Sasuke's house, they went in, carrying everything, and Hinata was relieved to see the other car gone. He better have done everything she asked.
Once in the kitchen, she saw everything clean, the smell was gone, and a note for her.
Done.
I cut it, and left the rest in the bar, under the cabinet.
I feel better.
I owe you one.
-I
Luckily her boyfriend didn't see it since he went in the opposite direction, to use the bathroom. So she took the note and crumpled it, putting it in the trash, putting all of her books down, she quickly walked to the bar, and retrieved her prize, before quickly stuffing it into her backpack, knowing Sasuke never invades her privacy, so he wouldn't find it.
What he would think if he knew.
Even she didn't want to think of what would happen.
She wish she could quit.
But, knew she couldn't.
What a disaster she was.
–
Later after Sasuke and Hinata responsibly did their homework, they decided they needed to have another discussion about her future.
"As much as I fucking hate Kiba, I love you, so, would he be willing to be compensated for me having you permanently live here?" Sasuke asked, sighing.
"I would think so, yeah." She said, knowing it would never be that easy. But, she wanted to give it a shot.
Until her phone rang. Walking over to it, she took off the charger, and answered knowing it could be anyone, since she didn't recognize the number.
"H-Hello?" She answered meekly.
"Hello cunt." Was the deep reply, chuckling as he heard her gasp.
Sasuke saw her reaction and knew who it was, he was immediately angry, and tried to snatch the phone from her.
He stopped when he saw her mouth the word, 'No.'
So, he then fisted his sheets until his knuckles turned white.
"What do you want, Kiba-kun?" She said, trying to keep the panic from erupting in her voice. She knew what he wanted, and she really didn't want to do it.
"I want my money, you have been avoiding me at school, ignoring my calls, and unless I get it now, I will come find you and slaughter you like a pig, bitch!" He growled through the phone. She heard some other voices in the background, and had an idea where he was.
"O-okay, Kiba, calm down please, I am on my way, alright? I'll be there in a half hour, but this is the last time that I come over there, I am collecting my shit and moving out, because this won't work anymore. I found someone to care for me, so I am not your problem anymore." She rasped, trying to show courage, she didn't even believe her own words.
She then heard his chuckle at the end of the line, and knew her words meant nothing.
"Bitch, you better be here in twenty minutes, with twice what you owe me, and I'll think about letting you leave, oh and I've seen that pansy ass your fucking now, and he doesn't scare me any, if you bring him, I'll shoot him right between the eyes, tell me I'm lying." He then hung up.
At a loss for words as the tears started streaming down her face, she felt hopeless. She knew what Kiba was capable of, and exactly how far he was willing to go. He was in a ruthless gang, and feared the worst for Sasuke.
But, she couldn't tell him this.
Plastering a smile on her face, she looked at him, with absent eyes, "Sasuke, could I borrow some money?"
As soon as she was on the phone with that bastard, he knew something terrible was gonna happen. He felt hopeless, for the second time that day. What had this poor girl gotten herself into?
Sasuke knew how to fight, exceptionally well, learning from his father since he was five, and every once in a while he would get a treat from his brother, but, this seemed far more serious than mere fighting. These were death threats. To the love of his life. There was no way he would tolerate that.
"Of course. But, if I give this to you, I have to go with you, my brother has a gun, and I have been practicing a long time. So, I don't want to hear any protests, I will hide in the back if I need to, but I don't trust you running in for whatever reason, and running out over the course of a few minutes." He said finally, giving her a look that had meaning.
She nodded slightly, because she had no other choice, they had to leave now, and that was that.
Gathering her money on the way down, that she had taken out of her backpack, she followed Sasuke to the safe on the second story. It was behind the bar, and code activated, he opened it, to retrieve a couple of hundred dollar bills and the keys to the locker for the gun in Itachi's room.
She counted out the doubled money, while he quickly grabbed a pair of gloves from one of the closets, and put them on, thanking the heavens Itachi purchased the gun illegally, so it couldn't be traced.
If shit was going to go down, and someone was going to be killed, it certainly wasn't going to be Sasuke or Hinata, and Sasuke had a few friends back home that told him how to get out of a sticky situation by being smooth. He was also glad he listened.
Hiding in the back, he put a black blanket over him, and stayed silent, while Hinata sped over to her dump of a house.
She really hoped no one got hurt that evening.
And hope was all she could do at the moment, knowing the police were out of the question, seeing as Hinata's mostly unknown past would be brought up, and she could be linked to a lot of things that were still a mystery today.
Seeing Sasuke's readiness for the situation brought up a few questions of her own, but for now she would keep them to the side.
They soon arrived in front of the dingy apartment, that was honestly, a way worse neighborhood than Konoha, confirming her money was in her pocket, she whispered to Sasuke, "Stay here, I'll be back in four minutes, promise."
She really wanted to believe her own words.
He growled back, "You better, otherwise, everyone gets shot." He said, really not wanting to do the job if needed. But, he would, if proved necessary, and he would have to make a few calls, while the mess was fully cleaned.
She got out of the car, and purposefully locked it, running inside.
The raven's sweat started to form, as one minute went by.
"Three left, Hinata." He said to himself.
–
The door was open, like normal, as she immediately walked past Kiba's, unnoticed, and collected her things, she didn't have much, but she grabbed it all, a few clothes, toothbrush, a necklace, a few books, and a stuffed dog, her katana, also, her weed, which was hid under her dirty naked mattress.
She then started to hear the dirty moan's coming from Kiba's room, and it made her cringe, poor girl, he forced everyone, Hinata felt her pain on that situation. As perfect as the plan was going, she tripped on a blood covered brick in the hall way and came crashing down.
And everything was going so well.
She quickly tried grabbing everything, while she felt the stinging pain of her eyebrow starting to bleed down the side of her face, when she felt the front door creak open, must be Sasuke, shit.
And then, Kiba's door opened, smelling like rotten sex and alcohol.
As soon as he saw her he smiled evilly. "Hinata, you made it."
He then brutally kicked her in her small ribs, cracking two of them. She got the wind knocked out of her and desperately tried to inhale while the world seemed to swirl a little, "Please stop it." She barely managed.
And then, her savior emerged. Sasuke rushed at him from the end of the hall, seeing red as he did it, he wouldn't pull out the gun until it was needed. Right now, he would beat him to death.
Hinata being close to passing out from the pain, watched Sasuke as he wailed on Kiba.
With a kick straight up into his nose, they all heard it crack, even the girl he was violently fucking earlier, as she gasped, obviously fucked up on something. Kiba's head connected with the back on the doorknob, and nearly made him pass out.
His blood splattered among Hinata and Sasuke, while it ran down his face.
Hinata saw his intent, he was going to kill him.
He pulled out the gun with his gloved hand, and pointed it directly into his right eye.
"Tell me to do it Hinata, and I will." Sasuke said, smiling at Kiba's agony. Kiba looked at him, and spit more of his blood on Sasuke, while he closed his eyes, he then got a grip on his neck, and waited for Hinata's word. But, it never came.
He was confused, as he looked at her. Almost forgetting what he was doing as she was obviously in agony, when she whispered, "He may be a bastard Sasuke, but he isn't worth it."
Almost disappointed, he cocked the gun, just to make Kiba flinch, smirked slightly, and put it away, shoving his head onto the brick Hinata had tripped over earlier. With that, he was knocked out.
With as much pain as she was in, she reached into her pocket, and took out the money, leaving it by the boy's unconscious body, she knew he was going to be pissed when he woke up, and would come back for them, but she would worry about it then, right now, they had to clean up the evidence that they were even there.
Sasuke then reached down gently and helped her up to her feet, and asked, "Are you okay?" He asked, feeling it a rather stupid question, but had to ask it anyway.
"I can walk, go get the trash bag, and I'll talk to the girl." She wheezed.
He nodded, and as he was walking out to the car, he stopped before, "But, after all this we are going to the hospital, and saying you fell down the stairs."
"Kay." She said, slowly making her way into the room where the naked girl looked dazed, she recognized the girl, and knew she wouldn't say anything, but had to confirm it.
Sitting on the bed, with the blood drying on the side of her face, she made eye contact with the girl for a moment.
"I know who you are, Nana, and I know where your family lives, I know you have a daughter, and where she goes to school. So, basically, I know too much about you. I also know you are high, but you would do well to remember these words, if you tell anyone what you saw, I will find your family, and I will find your daughter, and I will kill them in front of you."
Hinata sighed again, she didn't mean a word of the killings, but she wasn't lying about knowing her information, and was well informed of knowing Kiba wouldn't utter a word with his lifestyle being the way it is.
The girl's eyes filled with tears as she remembered Hinata, she knew she would do it, if she had to, and so she nodded. "I promise."
"Good." Hinata said, she got up from her uncomfortable position with her broken ribs, and slowly made her way to the hall, to pick up her things and to find Sasuke already cleaning the blood, collecting the brick, taking off Kiba's shirt, and scrubbing the wall where her blood had splattered to.
After she looked at him, to make sure he had cleaned everything, she started taking off Kiba's dirty shoes, and put them in the bag as well.
She then made sure she picked up everything necessary, including her things, and started walking out the hall, feeling more guilty then ever, but with all that went down, she was glad no one was killed.
–
After everything that happened, they were at the trunk of the car, he took off the plastic hair net he had, and the sweater, with the gloves included, and put them in the bag, before closing the trunk.
A job well taken care of. Feeling no remorse for the situation, because he was such a bastard, he got in the front seat, and obeying every street law existing, made it to the hospital, going over the story he and Hinata had about her falling down the stairs.
They soon arrived.
–
Not having to fake that he was truly worried about Hinata's condition at the hospital, the story was bought, and his insurance covered her.
Since it didn't take long, they were both back at his house within the hour.
With a few wrappings around her rips and some gauze taped over her eyebrow, the only thing left was to burn the evidence.
And so they did, when they got 'home,' they had a nice little campfire in the backyard, burning everything in a metal trash can. And then, they felt relieved.
Around dinner time, Sasuke grabbed her hand, and they walked back inside, him carrying her belongings, and her leaning on him for support.
Sasuke had a strong feeling that it was over. But, in reality, it was far from over. And only Hinata knew that. But, as of right now, they could breath.
"Can you walk, babe?" He asked her, eyeing her bandages.
She smiled slightly, and replied with a soft, "Yes."
"Okay, well, you go get your things settled in my room, and I have to make a few calls, is there anything you prefer for dinner?" He asked, looking at her.
"M'kay, umm, I want rice balls, and home made ramen, think you can pull that off?" She asked quietly, trying to crack a smile.
"Absolutely." He said, trying to have faith in his lacking of cooking skills. About to head for the pantry, he stopped to listen to her, "In case your no good, here." She said, reaching into her bag to find a small cookbook her mother made long ago, it was old and tattered, but still held together.
"You can't go wrong with that." She smiled, as she turned to go upstairs.
"Thanks." He mumbled, grabbing the said book from her fragile hands, and opened it to the world of great cooking.
Finding the meal she was asking for, he went to grab all the ingredients.
–
Barely making it up the stairs, Hinata was in silent tears, not just because of the excruciating pain she was in, but from the whole situation. She never wanted any of this. Never.
Why did she have to bring Little Crow into this? He was so innocent. It was not his fight. And she knew that when Kiba regained consciousness, he was going to bring the fight to his doorstep. And the worst thing was, Sasuke didn't care. He would stand by her no matter what.
She didn't deserve him. Not at all.
Thinking of all the problems she was sure he was used to seemed so minor to what was bound to happen soon, she started picturing what his 'problems' were, and almost laughed at the insanity of it all, that had broken her down to pieces.
Him being at school, trying to escape the fan girls, him being a complete asshole to everyone except her, he had no friends because of his unwavering attitude. Him keeping his grades perfect, him being a loner because of his sheer beauty.
Such little problems!
Why oh why did he have to like her? She was a wreck, and yet he didn't care, he saw her as someone to love unconditionally, obviously.
But then, she looked at all those things he had done for her and immediately felt like a selfish ingrate.
Sure, she didn't want any of her problems to be his problems, but she knew he knew what he was doing, he was far from stupid. Also, the memory of how aware of how to clean the crime scene he was.
She then gasped, did he kill his parents? But of course she wouldn't judge him, she knew there had to be a perfectly good explanation for all of this, but maybe...Sasuke had a little something he was hiding as well.
Deciding to stop her thoughts before she got ahead of herself, she also decided to start being grateful, maybe he was the one to stop all this nonsense, and help her restart everything.
Maybe.
She then continued to put her things away, well, the very little she had. She had never imagined things would escalate to this level of a disaster.
Calming herself somewhat, she took a deep breath, and told herself that once everything was figured out, things would get better, they had to, right? Wiping away her tears, she continued putting her things away.
–
The smell was mouth watering, Hinata smiled to herself, getting memories of her mother. The woman really did know how to cook. She really did miss her.
Slowly walking down the stairs, she finally made it to the bottom, inwardly wondering what Sasuke would think of her redecorating skills in his bedroom. Also. There was Itachi, he still didn't know she had moved in yet.
She didn't think that conversation was going to be very pleasant.
Shivering over what she thought was to come, she pulled her thin blue sweater tighter around her frame, although carefully over her ribs.
Walking down the long hall, past Itachi's room, into the kitchen, she genuinely giggled at what she saw. It was just too cute.
Sasuke was in a mess of food, with a black apron, and a frown deeply engraved into his perfect features. Honestly, the only thing that was missing was a chef's hat.
Hearing the muffled giggles from about twelve feet away, he turned his concentrated gaze towards her, and glared playfully.
"Your dinner's almost done, DEAR." He said, emphasizing the last word for dramatic affect.
Moving slowly, and painfully to the barstool, she replied, "Thank you, h-hun."
And that was when they heard the door open.
–
Sitting around the family dinner table, sighs weren't restrained. Mostly coming from Itachi, while Sasuke explained the situation to him, well some of it.
Hinata silently ate her very delicious food, non-surprisingly, and waited for him to finish, before she politely spoke.
"Itachi-san, if it is not acceptable for me to stay here, I understand, I can always stay with one of my friends or something, I am not your responsibility, and never will be, b-but, it is your decision."
Hinata finally finished saying, nearly wheezing again with the pressure on her ribs. With that being said, Sasuke looked from Itachi back to Hinata, seeing her blushing cheeks.
"You aren't going anywhere." Sasuke mumbled, while cracking his knuckles.
While unnoticed to Sasuke, Hinata saw that Itachi looked better. As if he had cleaned up a bit, probably had a fix earlier. With a beginner, he would be able to pull off looking normal for a few more months before it started getting to him, on and off he was, obviously.
So that was how he was pulling it off. Well, he did have work after all.
The man's eyes were the only give away to the educated.
They looked empty, while he was a very attractive man, his skin didn't lack so much color, the rings had shrunk, not entirely, but noticeably, and he apparently, washed his hair. Just a tired looking workaholic.
The man thought for a few minutes, closing his sleepy eyes, and thinking the situation through. He could no doubt, support two middle aged teenagers, financially, at least, hell, he could have twelve kids the same age and it wouldn't be problematic.
But, the thing was, he wasn't emotionally there for Sasuke, he couldn't be, he was too busy with work, or friends, there was always something. Maybe this poor girl could be?
She seemed to do well enough, he really did seem happier with her around, and he did owe Sasuke for what happened. He owed him huge. Before, Sasuke was not a happy person, he never really had any drive. His interest was always in violence. So, nothing socially acceptable.
Socially.
He finally made his decision.
"Fine." He said simply, as if he didn't just think back ten miles.
"Fine?" Sasuke asked, scowling, while Hinata's neck snapped up quickly to meet his gaze in silent gratitude.
"Fine what?" Sasuke asked anxiously.
"Since I am in debt to you for certain things of the past, and I got you nothing for your birthday, she can stay. On a few conditions." Itachi said, grabbing a green apple from the middle of the table.
The younger raven sighed, relieved that they could be together.
Hinata smiled, she could live with conditions. Especially here.
"Of course Itachi-san, what are they?" She said, barely containing her excitement.
"Number one: I pay for everything, no exceptions."
He started, as he took a small bite of the sour apple, swallowed and continued.
They waited, while Sasuke fully agreed with the first condition. He hated it when she tried to pay for anything, it made him feel inadequate. And that was not acceptable. A lot of the money Sasuke had, was really his, due to years of saving, since he had no one to buy anything for, that has now changed.
Hinata, on the other hand, didn't really like rule one, but she would accept it, she wasn't a selfish girl, getting only what she needed, nothing more.
"Number two: this boy, Kiba, you are not to make contact with him ever again." Itachi said, looking at her ribs, and slightly shaking his head.
Blushing in embarrassment in letting such a thing happen to her, she nodded slightly.
Sasuke clenched his jaw, but stayed silent.
"Number three: you are to keep your grades up at all times, you are here to better your life, are you not?" Itachi said, taking another bite, but keeping his intense gaze in her direction.
"Yes, Itachi-san, thank you." She said, finally meeting his gaze, and accepting it.
Reviewing the simple conditions his brother just mentioned, Sasuke would make damn sure that she kept up her end of the bargain.
"Well, that is it, you are almost excused, you shall share this until I make arrangements for you, Hinata," He said, reaching in his pocket for the keys to the sedan and handing them to her.
Her mouth made an o, while Sasuke grinned, a rare thing, at his brother, and said his thanks.
"Thank you, Itachi." He said, while Hinata regained her composure, and looked at the elder sibling with tears in her eyes. And she thought she was done shedding tears.
"Thank you so much." She said, getting up from the chair and gently hugging the generous man. He sighed, and continued eating his apple, while he replied.
"Welcome to the family, Hinata."
Even at that point, Sasuke didn't mind the touchiness, this was a dream come true.
When parted, Hinata went to hug her boyfriend, gently as before, but a hug nonetheless. She was so happy, this was the beginning of her life, and she was with the person she cared for most in life.
Already down the hall, Itachi said two things, one good, one questionable, but Sasuke didn't care.
"Tomorrow, with it being Saturday, you and Hinata will go shopping for new materials. Fill the car up, you know where your credit card is. Also, Hinata, I need to have a private conversation with you later this evening. I expect you back at the table at one." He said, before he could be questioned, his door shutting firmly.
Sasuke shrugged, while Hinata looked down, she was pretty positive she knew what about.
The two beautiful ravens than proceeded upstairs, halfway up the stairs compared to down the stairs was a completely different story for Hinata's condition, so Sasuke then gently picked her up, with no effort, and took her upstairs like a treasured bride on her wedding night.
With four or more hours left, they celebrated by making, slow, passionate love to each other.
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I'm REALLY trying on this story, so give it a chance guys. Also, I never answer reviews, maybe I should.
To review one, yummyswirlz: I did, be happy. ^^
To review two, Lonley Soul 101: Sorry the chapter wasn't very efficient, I will try harder.
To review three, Sepsis: Yes, as you can see, this story isn't supposed to be a very happy one. Unfortunate, but true.
To review four, windlight: Yep, I try to stay in character. You'll find out everything! :)
To review five, LadyGhost92: Lol, I remember my friend saying that once when we were trashed, I never thought it lost its hilariousness. Hahaha.
To review six, (same chick, lol, I think): Yes, she is. :/ I'll explain everything soon.
To EVERYONE: I hope you liked this chapter, lemme know. Lol.
-The Bloob