Hinata's eyes roamed over the new contract before she looked to Sasuke. He sat in the tan leather chair in front of her, straight-faced as usual. Rolling her lips, she gently placed the file back on her desk, looking to it. This new contract was definitely ruling in his favor, but it was still within her boundaries, though they were very close to being over the line, and yet somehow, he was confident it was going to work. No one in their right mind would pass up a chance to have connections to the largest company in Japan. No one with a half a brain anyways.
Sasuke rested his chin in a fist, trying to hide his smirk. "Is that up to standards for you, Hyuga-san?"
Her eyes rested on the folder and she laced her fingers together. "Its fine, Uchiha-san." Her nail tapped the folder and she gave him a defeated, but graceful smile, enjoying the surprised look on his face. "I don't believe I could have done a better job . . ."
"Thank you."
"For trash." She easily shoved it over the side of her desk, into the waste bin beside her desk, matching his glare. "Uchiha, we did not combine this company just for it to become your play thing. Your risk-taking may have gotten you far in the past, but it's going to do nothing for our future. So think before you do anything in the present."
He stood and leaned over the desk and immediately, both went into a heated "discussion". They barely noticed when the door opened and Yuki, Sasuke's personal secretary, and Ayame walked in. Both girls nervously looked to the other, Yuki holding a day planner and Ayame holding a manila envelope.
Hinata held her palm up and while glaring at a quiet Sasuke, motioned from them to come over. Yuki and Ayame tentatively stepped forward until they were standing on either side of Sasuke.
"Yes, girls?" Hinata looked to them, a brush stroke eyebrow raised.
"You have a conference in the twenty-second conference room in one hour," Yuki said in her quiet voice.
"Mr. Kin has sent a contract for you already," Ayame went to hand the folder to a surprised Hinata when Sasuke jumped up and snatched it from her with a "Give me that".
"Uchiha-san!" Hinata stood, clearly agitated. "I've had just about enough of you-!" She blinked as he slapped the contract down on the desk, leaning over her shoulder. Quickly, their eyes scanned the contract before Hinata huffed and Sasuke dropped it in the trash.
"That was utter bull-," Sasuke muttered before Hinata cut him off.
"Call Mr. Kin and say we have this covered," Hinata smiled at Yuki, reaching into the bin and yanking out Sasuke's, glad she hadn't dropped her lunch in. "We'll be meeting him in the conference room, yes?"
"Um, actually no," Yuki said, brushing a stray strand of over-processed pearly purple hair from her face, even though it was in a cute short style. "He wishes for you meet at his favorite restaurant in two months. He's taking a class for Japanese so he can impress . . ." she trailed off, looking from Hinata to the ground.
Ayame lifted a hand to her glossed mouth and widened her eyes, looking away. Sasuke smirked behind Hinata and she grunted, pressing a hand to her forehead. The moment passed and both girls left, leaving Sasuke to smirk at Hinata who was reasonably upset.
"You have a wealthy old man crushing on you." Sasuke blinked and shook his head of images. "That's going to be harsh on you."
"What do you mean harsh?" Hinata looked to him, checking over his files.
"Just think of having sex with rubber, without the rubber." He smirked as her face turned purple in a hot second. "That's just nasty. I don't know if you would really enjoy that."
"And what, you think you're any better?" Hinata mumbled under her breath, bending down immediately to reach for a drawer.
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"It means everything Uchiha-san," she giggled, digging through her file drawer. "Unfortunately, you don't have everything!"
-
"So," Neji raised his hand, sitting beside Itachi who was, looking to Hinata and Sasuke in the front. "If this all works out, then we will be fourteen million richer?"
Hinata smiled at her cousin, turning to jot down a quick number on the Smart Board behind her. "Actually, this will give us-," she abruptly turned to Sasuke. "Why don't you tell them?"
He blinked in the project light and easily pulled the plug with his foot, earning him a glare from Hinata. "Twenty-five million."
The room took a deep breath and then the murmuring began. Hinata nudged Sasuke with a smile before reading over the contract. Then her smile dropped and he read over her shoulder, wondering what was so wrong.
She waved it under his nose. "What the hell is this?" Her voice was barely above a hiss and he didn't know it was to make it seem like she was discussing something quietly with him or it that was intestinal.
"What?" he hissed back. "I don't understand what's so bad about it! It's not like I'm going to take him and demolish him, sending him into early retirement!"
"Yes you will, Uchiha! This twenty-five million is going to wreck this little man! We can't possibly do that to him!"
"Yes we can! Otherwise, someone else will do it to us! We have to be prepared! You think he's going to sit around waiting for us! I bet his contract was going to require some money from us too! I bet a lot more than fourteen million!"
They really went into it, their voices rising to very loud rant. The board members look to each other and some were actually glad Hiashi and Fuguka weren't in the room. It seemed as if these two would be getting a paddling very soon.
Hinata tugged on Sasuke's red satin tie and slapped the table with her free hand, barking out "Meeting adjourned!"
The men and women scrabbled from the room while Itachi and Neji took their sweet time, chatting the whole way. Hinata and Sasuke kept at it, adding dramatic gesturing and lots of eye rolling/sarcasm (on Sasuke's part). They barely noticed the two standing in the doorway.
"Why don't you two just have hot hate sex on the conference table now?" Itachi smirked as Neji's grew grim. "I'm sure that would be much better than arguing like you don't love each other."
Sasuke shot him a glare as Hinata dropped her head in her hand, the other resting on the table. "Why don't you go grab a vibrator and have fun in your office? I'm sure Neji can help you!"
Hinata slapped his shoulder defensively. "Do not involve Neji-niisan in your brother's affairs! He has nothing to do with this!"
"Oh, please, Hyuga! Don't get me started on your precious 'niisan'!"
Neji turned to Itachi. "I think you might be right. I've never seen Hinata-sama get that far in someone's face with just yelling."
Itachi brushed lint from his tawny beige Gucci suit, smirking. "The more heated discussions in the office hours, the more passionate sex after the office hours. Think of it like this, she's screaming in his face now, just wait until they're alone!"
"Neji-niisan, Itachi-san! Please leave us be so we may discuss!"
"Discuss away," Itachi smirked over his shoulder. "Just remember to stay protected!"
"Drop it!" was Sasuke's responsive bark.
-
"A drink?" Hinata continued staring at the photocopier, her nail jammed into the button for it to copy.
"You shouldn't listen in on other people's conversation, Hyuga," Sasuke leaned against the open window of the break room, which also held the photocopier. A cigarette dangled from his full lips as he played with his phone and Hinata regarded it with disgust. "It's rude." He quit scrolling through his messages.
She shook her head slowly, taking the copies she made. "Having a drink after work isn't good, Uchiha-san. It leads to another and eventually you're too drunk to make head or tail of anything and you're swept up in temptation."
"I have mistaken you. I will not give in to temptation, O Holy One."
Hinata glared at him. "I'm serious, Uchiha-san. You're only asking to hurt someone tonight. And when you do, I won't be the one on the other end when you receive that "you are the father" phone call."
"Been watching Maury I see."
"Hush you!"
He blew his smoke out the window, lounging in a chair. "Why do you care anyways? If I were a father, it would end my tempting ways, wouldn't it? It would give you something to hold over me and clean up my act, right?"
Hinata looked to him, holding her necessary files. "Uchiha-san, no matter what I say, I care for everyone. I may not care as much for such person, but when the time comes, I will do everything in my power to make sure that person is all right in a time of need." Her eyes leveled with his, the evening sun glinting in her pearly orbs. "There may be a time when I need help and there is no one there to really help. But at least I know that I helped a lot more people than there was to help me."
Sasuke whistled, nodding his head. "That's deep, Hyuga."
She smiled, turning back to the copier in her tea green satin cap-sleeve blouse and cool gray pencil skirt. "Thank you Uchiha-san, I try."
"Do you want to go out for a drink?"
-
Hinata slipped from Sasuke's Mazda Mazda6, her lavender eyes wide. She chewed her lip and wondered why in the world she had decided to go out for a drink with the most eligible bachelor in Tokyo's history.
Sasuke rolled his eyes as she fussed at her navy blue cropped drawstring cargos and purple off-the-shoulder top. "Quit fidgeting, you'll be fine. You're with me, Hyuga."
She stepped a little closer to him, avoiding two girls that were giggling. One was practically falling over from laughter, her metallic gold mini halter dress hitching up to reveal her florescent pink thong. Hinata instantly snapped her head back, blushing furiously as she hung closer to Sasuke.
In a gray and black stripped polo shirt and designer jeans, Sasuke actually passed for good-looking. No, scratch that. If he wore potato sack, he would just be good looking. No, this man was gorgeous even in a polo shirt.
"Uchiha-san," Hinata fisted the back of his shirt and got a responsive hand on her lower back. "I'm not so sure about this place."
"You'll be fine. It's just a bar."
Looking around, it was just that. Men and women were everywhere, enjoying themselves, laughing. It wasn't what she thought a bar was. Where people hooked up and made out in corners, or did tequila shots-
"What is that woman doing!" She had to hiss in his ear the music was so loud.
Sasuke blinked, leading her to a barstool. "Shots. It's okay, you won't have to do that, so calm down." He furrowed his brow and checked his watch. "Actually, Naruto and Sakura are supposed to be here so . . ."
Hinata hoisted herself up on the stool, pressing her knees together. Her petite feet were adorned by cute fuchsia sling back wedges and her eyes wandered over the place. It was a nice size. There was a place in the middle of all the tables where people could dance to the music. Quite a few actually were. It was lowered so that tables and booths could be set up around it and it was actually a nice atmosphere.
"And there they are, Twiddle D and Twiddle Dumb," Sasuke muttered, handing her a can of beer. She hadn't even realized he had been away.
Sakura and Naruto's eyes widened, looking to Hinata who was sitting on a barstool, before switching to Sasuke who was leaning on the bar's counter.
Sakura smiled brightly, wearing a turquoise V-neck and khaki pencil skirt, her hair pulled back into slick, tight bun, her pink bangs swept to the side.
"Hello, I'm Haruno Sakura, this is Uzimaki Naruto." She shook Hinata's hand with a gracious smile.
Hinata nodded, a faint flush to her cheeks. The heat in the place was getting to her. "I'm Hyuga Hinata, Sasuke's partner in crime."
Sasuke snorted in laughter as her blush came on full tilt. "I-I meant his p-partner in o-office. T-that's just a silly o-office term."
Naruto laughed, grinning at her. "Cool! So this is the chick Sasuke's always complaining about! You know, teme can never be truly happy unless he gets what he wants!"
Sakura slapped his shoulder, her eyebrow twitching before giving Hinata a sweet smile as the girl paled. "Are you a friend of Sasuke's then?"
"He asked me for a drink."
Sasuke smirked as Naruto's eyes widened. "True."
Sakura looked to Hinata. "What for?"
"She got holier than thou on me, Sakura. She's crazy is what she is. I just wanted to see what she was like drunk."
Hinata's face turned purple as she slapped his arm. "No! Take me home! That's not funny, Uchiha-san!"
He snickered. "I think it is. No worries, Hyuga. I won't take advantage of you." He and Naruto began laughing as Sakura shook her head at a paling Hinata.
"Don't worry, Hinata-san. You're in safe hands." She patted her shoulder reassuringly and Hinata nodded slowly, sipping on her beer. It actually wasn't half bad.
I know, I know, a drink! Holy cow! Hinata would never go out for a drink!
Well, she did, so deal.
I know, a little OOC, but I shall tune down some! I'll try!
R&R please and thank you!