Neji sighed, pulling out his wallet. "I can not believe I owe you money."

"See," Itachi chuckled, holding his hand out. "That's what you get for not believing when I say they act like they don't like each other. It was bound to happen."

Neji shook his head, slapping the money in his hand. "Hiashi is not going to be pleased when he sees this."

"Like I give a fuck for Hiashi or my father," Itachi muttered, heading towards the elevator. "Come on. We should meet them, see what reaction we get."

"Oh, I'd love to see Hinata's face when we find her coming in an hour late."

-

Hinata walked cautiously ahead of Sasuke, her hair swept up in an elegant bun with the bangs swept to the side. Today, she was dressed in a black V-neck blouse with three-quarter length sleeves and khaki slacks; her feet adorned by gorgeous black silver-buckled Gucci peep-toe four-inch pumps. She was almost as tall as Sasuke's chin in these shoes. But her head was spinning and every few seconds, she felt like she was going to drop to her knees and retch all over the sidewalk.

She closed her eyes and took a deep breath of the cleansing crisp spring morning air and released, letting the nauseating feeling go for the next few minutes or so.

"Feeling better Hyuga?" Sasuke said, a pair of designer sunglasses resting on his straight nose.

She eyed him, a dark cloud seemingly over her head. "Why did I let you do that?"

"Do what?"

"You know what!"

"Because I could."

"Because you could!"

"Yes, that's why." He smirked and held the door open for her.

She latched onto his sleeve as she felt herself tilting drastically to one side. "I am feeling so dreary; I can't even find the words to insult you."

"I love you too."

"I knew it!" Itachi smirked at Neji. "Oh, I so knew it!"

Neji sighed, taking out his wallet again. "That was a good prediction. Next time, next time."

Hinata blinked and the room started spinning. "Uchiha-san, I think I'm going to hurl."

"Then in the direction of the two baboons please. This is a new Armani suit and I rarely go shopping as it is."

"Wait, what?!"

She turned her head and groaned. "Hai, just don't get mad it there's a splatter."

"No, what are you-!"

"You'll pay for my dry-cleaning."

"What the hell-!"

"Got it."

"No!"

-

Hiashi and Fuguka watched as Sasuke let Hinata's head rest on his shoulder, reading over the contents of a manila envelope. She buried her face in the fabric, rubbing at her temples as if that would ease the fog in her mind. It was surprising really, to watch him help her into the conference room, then to help her sit and then to let her head rest on his shoulder.

Fuguka recovered first, coughing into his fist. "So, are you friends now?"

"No!" Hinata sat up and hit Sasuke's shoulder as hard as she could in her stupor. "If it wasn't for him, I wouldn't be like this."

Neji glared at them. "Then you shouldn't have gone out in the first place. It was a Thursday, not a Friday."

"Like I give a fuck, Neji," Sasuke said, reading over his files. "She got holier than thou on me and I decided to take her down a notch."

"Is that what this is about!"

"Yes, and quit yelling. You're hung over. You shouldn't even be here."

"I hate you so much."

"I love you too."

"May we get on with the meeting?" Hiashi looked from one to the other. "Mr. Kin has no problem with the contract, but I heard that yesterday you two got in a fight? Again?"

Hinata suddenly bounced back with renewed vigor and kept her eyes focused on the table. "We've worked it out already, sir."

"Really, I didn't see the condom paper in the trash," Itachi smirked as Hiashi and Fuguka looked to the two.

Sasuke threw a balled up piece of paper at him. "Fuck you, gay boy."

"No, you're supposed to do that to Hinata. Not me." Itachi shook his head as Neji dropped his head into his hands, whether it was to hold back laughter, no one knew. "Foolish little brother."

"Why I should-!"

"You shouldn't do anything," Fuguka barked, looking to his sons before resting on Hinata. "Please, princess, tell me what is going on between my son and you?"

Hinata felt her face heat up. "N-nothing sir! They-!"

"Denial. It was bound to happen," Itachi mumbled to Neji who was having a hard enough time trying not to smile.

"Shut up, Itachi!"

"Is it, Hinata?" Hiashi's infamous stare was hitting her like rocks in an asteroid belt.

She shook her head vigorously, even though it made the pounding get stronger. "N-no! W-we just w-went o-out for d-drink! I s-swear!"

Sasuke aimed another paper at Itachi's head. "One more word out of you. Just one more and there will be a stapler coming for you."

Itachi raised his hands. "Fine. I wont say anything . . . except for the truth."

"And what is the truth?" Fuguka looked to Itachi.

"That they had hot hate sex in the conference room on the twenty-second floor."

"I swear to f-ing God Itachi!"

Hinata squealed and promptly fainted, earning Itachi a glare from Sasuke who was supporting her unconscious figure. "Take that back, Itachi!"

Fuguka dropped his head in his hands and Hiashi waved a hand in the air tiredly. "Meeting adjourned. You may leave."

Sasuke easily lifted Hinata from her seat and stormed from the room; clearly pissed he had to carry his unconscious co-worker up to her office on the thirty-second floor.

-

"I hate you," Hinata said, holding her throbbing head as she leaned sat on the floor of her private bathroom.

"Hyuga, please. You were sick, what do you expect me to do?" Sasuke leaned against the door.

Hinata dropped her head in her hands, leaning her back against the door as she sat on the floor. "Don't get me started. I could have died, Uchiha! From lack of oxygen!"

"You were fine. I held your head above the water as you puked."

"That's not the point! You could have woken me up or something!"

"Why would I do that? You're feeling better after your nap, aren't you?"

She pouted, her eyes level with Sasuke's even though he towered over her because she sat on the floor. "The point is, is that you left me in the bathroom to go back to the meeting! That's not cool, Uchiha-san."

"Who said I was cool?" he smirked and helped her up. "Now let's go. We have to impress another group of people with our extraordinary arguing skills."

"Extraordinary skills, yes," Hinata rolled her eyes, walking out the door passed him. "We're so amazingly talented; we do a better job than the little eighth graders debating!"

"Hey now, there's no need for insults, Hyuga. We're on the job."

"And soon we'll be nothing."

"Why do you say that?"

"Because that's father coming right towards us and he does not look happy."

"Damnit, what now?"

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