Hinata Hyuga's long time best friend sat in front of her. He lounged on the couch, nursing a bottle of beer. She laughed when he coughed slightly, instantly making him regret taking a sip at that very moment. Rolling his eyes at her, he ran a pale hand through his inky black locks.

"I-I bet that I c-could beat you a-at a drinking game," Hinata started slowly, debating with herself if she really wanted to do this right now. She is legally of age to drink, having turned twenty-one three years ago.

Itachi Uchiha was pleasantly enjoying his American beer, when he heard the challenge. Stopping for a moment, he realized he had never seen Hinata drunk. Now, Itachi didn't like taking advantage of people (and he certainly would not be taking advantage of her - not now, not ever), but the thought of her giggling uncontrollably and not being able to walk straight made him chuckle.

"Bet you can't," he teased back. Rolling his eyes once more, he noticed Hinata pouting slightly. Before he could say anymore on the topic, his delicious beer was snatched! Snatched by the one and only Hinata Hyuga, who downed the rest of the bottle. After slapping the bottle back on the table, she once again verbally challenged him. Narrowing his eyes, he started, "If I win, I get to sleep on the bed, and you can tough it out of the piece of trash called the couch."

Hinata nodded, not even a little bit hazy after having drunk the rest of Itachi's beer.

"If I win," Hinata started, and pursed her lips thoughtfully, "you have to c-cover for me a-at my dad's. I'll make up a situation, and y-you must sit there, and explain it to the r-rock known as m-my father." Hinata smiled sweetly, as Itachi's smirk slowly melted off his face.

Sighing, Itachi nodded. He and his best-friend/roommate made these kinds of bets all the time. Usually, Itachi was the winner, and this would be no exception. Itachi headed for the kitchen and brought out his entire stash of alcohol. It ranged from German beers to the sweet sake sold at Ichiraku. He smirked once again.

"Okay, begin," Hinata said after the beer was divided. Itachi intentionally gave her the stronger beers. No way was she going to be sober by the time this ended. Okay, so that was underhanded, but there was no way that Hiashi Hyuga was going to have his head on a plate for a drinking game.

A beer bottle finished, and he wasn't even fazed yet. He noticed that Hinata was taking her time, but managed to down the first bottle and still look completely fine. Growling a little, he reached for another beer, and downed it too.

Then, he took a breather, because hey, who ever said that Itachi could actually hold his liquor? Then, sucking it up, he downed yet another bottle, the burning in his throat made him question life a little. He busied himself, noticing Hinata still downing another bottle. He mused that she would be drunk by the third one. Or maybe, when this one set in, he would win.

"Done!" Came the sweet tones known as Hinata's voice. Itachi's mind did flips, as he counted the opened and empty bottles sitting in a neat row - five in total. He was barely able to stay sober after nearly three drinks, but Hinata Hyuga had successfully downed five! Hinata laughed at Itachi's confused face, and twitching brow.

"How is it possible, Hinata?" His voice dropping low, a telltale sign that he was suspicious of cheating.

"Oh, Hyugas can't get drunk. We're bound with a special alcohol releasing jutsu at a young age so that enemies can't snatch our eyes," Hinata laughed at his face. The Hyuga were seriously some paranoid old bats. "Oh we, aren't that bad," Hinata laughed again. He had said that allowed? "So, I see your drunk now, Itachi! Prepare to face my father! But get rest, okay?" She finished. Only Hinata would get someone into a drinking game, but feel a motherly need to tell them to rest. It was almost hilarious.

So, here he was, famed Itachi Uchiha sitting in Hiashi's office.

"So, Hinata can't make today's meeting because?" Hiashi was seriously tired today. He didn't need yet another surprise today, but Itachi decided to rain on the parade.

"Yes, well, Hinata," Itachi paused, sucking in a breath. "Hinata's birthday was just a week ago, and Ino decided that Hinata needed to cut loose. So, Ino got Hinata a couple of beers last night, and a," Itachi couldn't say it. No, no, no. He could not say it.

"A?" Hiashi tried coaxing the words from the boy.

"A male stripper, and then, after he was gone, Hinata realized she was allergic to something in the beer, most likely the ginger, and has been in bed since." Itachi rushed through the entire sentence. He was seriously going to chop Hinata's head off.

Hiashi coughed. Itachi sighed.

"Well, send Hinata my wishes for her betterment in health," Hiashi said stiffly, processing that his meek and shy daughter had seen a man naked. Hiashi cringed.

"Yes, sir," Itachi said, feeling extremely awkward as Hiashi Hyuga, a man known for his stoic personality, blushed. Yep, awkward day indeed.

"You are dismiss -" Hiashi was interrupted by the soft click of the door. Itachi was nowhere in sight. A smirk grew on Hiashi's face. He picked up the phone and dialed in a number, "Hinata, you were so right, that was actually really funny!" Hiashi began to laugh. He sighed, feeling completely satisfied.

Walking over to the drapes, Itachi didn't notice the camera. "Hinata, we are so going to blackmail him. Release!" And so, Sasuke Uchiha released the genjutsu that made him look exactly like Hiashi Hyuga, who was in the Hidden Wave Village at the moment.

"He's going to kill us," Hinata stifled laughter over the phone.

"I know," a lazy smile appeared, and he chuckled before saying good bye and hanging up. Itachi would probably murder them, but it was okay. Life was good.