The SEAL'S Kiss

Celestia193's Author's Note: Okay, so that exotic pairing we talked about last chapter in the notes, the one involving a polyship? Yeah, it pops up a little in this chapter, but we're not going to get super explicit about it. Mostly, it's just there for background and comedic effect, because it will be mentioned in passing a few times for the shock factor. Anyway, happy reading!

Chapter 2

This was not what Sasuke had in mind when he and the team decided to go to Washington for their leave time after getting back from their tour in the Pacific. He thought that he would be dragged off clubbing, maybe attend a couple of dinners with his family, and suffer through Naruto's noise, and the rest of his team making out in the back of the car. And then they'd head back to California and back the the naval base to rejoin Team Seven's first platoon.

Instead, they were in the midst of a debate that would determine the course of their future careers as naval officers. And he wasn't sure whether or not such a permanent station was a good idea for him. Then again, it would bring him back home, and maybe, after a few years, they would be able to get assigned to one of the SEAL teams in Little Creek. But still, asking the others to consider taking another position entirely was a bit unfair to them.

So, Sasuke was trying to stay as neutral about it as possible. "He wants the team. All four of us." That's what the man had requested. Four Navy SEALs to replace the agents that had been lost in the attempted assassination. "If you guys don't want to, them I'll tell him no."

"Well I can understand why he would want the four of you as Secret Service agents." Kakashi's voice is heard on speaker. "Particularly in light of the fact that four assassins were just shot in front of him and he lost three of his own. Not to mention two were injured." It would be hard for him to 'give up' four of his most promising SEALS, but this was a matter of national security.

He pauses as he considers that. "It's entirely up to the four of you, but I will approve it, if you desire to be reassigned. After all, I can hardly refuse the president, especially after a scare like that." Not without a damn good reason.

Sakura breathes out slowly, considering the matter. She was the only woman to ever take the training to become a Navy SEAL, so she did have something to prove. Then again, she supposed that she had already proved that a woman could be a SEAL by completing the training as well as a tour. But no matter what, she didn't want to break up their team. The four of them were the best of friends above and beyond anything else, had fought through the academy and eighteen month training together, not to mention they were one of the best squads in Team Seven. "Naruto, Sai, what do you two think?"

"Well we can hardly refuse the president." Sai tilts his head as he considers it. "That would be akin to career suicide and it would be nice to be stationed in one place." He smiles pleasantly.

Naruto pauses as he considers it. "They were pretty shaken up by it. You can't really blame them." Honestly, he felt bad for the first family, Gaara's family, and especially his own. The Uchiha family would probably be okay. But the other families couldn't have possibly been prepared for that. "Besides, I'm worried about my parents to be honest. We don't know if the assassins were just after the First Family or everyone in that room."

"That's true…" Sakura sighs, nodding slowly. "Then that's two for, and two on the fence." She wasn't against it and if this is what her boys wanted… "Sasuke?"

The Uchiha nods quietly, having taken in the others' opinions. It would be a fairly significant career change, but it wasn't like they were leaving forever. "Then I guess you can go ahead and reassign us, Kakashi." It looked like the President would be getting his wish. "You're still the most perverted commander we could ever have ended up stuck with, though."

Kakashi chuckles at that. "Oh I wouldn't be so sure about that." He shakes his head. "It's always the quiet ones and the Hyuga are the quietest family that I've ever known. I'm going to miss you rascals. Keep in touch." He shakes his head and sighs. "I'll get in touch with the President. I'm certain you'll perform wonderfully in your new posts."

"We'll miss you too, Commander…" Sakura smiles faintly. "But who knows, maybe we'll be back in a few years. So try not to retire too quickly."

"Oh we'll see what happens." He shakes his head. "After all, one day you're a Navy SEAL and the next, you're in the Secret Service." Life could be strange sometimes. "One never knows where life might lead them."

"We'll never stop being SEALs, Kakashi. You know that." Sasuke knew that much as well. Their training wasn't going to up and disappear, not after that year and a half of utter hell.

He smiles and nods. "Yes, I know that. Just like one can't stop being a closet lover of erotic literature." Kakashi smiles though they couldn't see it. "I saw those books under your bed, Sasuke." He couldn't resist getting another jab in.

Sasuke's whole body twitches at the insinuation, glaring at his blond best friend. "Naruto put those there and you KNOW it." The damn idiot had a godfather who wrote the stuff, and he thought that it would be absolutely hilarious to get Sasuke in trouble by stuffing a whole box of them under his bed.

"Of course, Sasuke." Kakashi could just imagine the other man twitching. "Whatever you say." It was amusing to say the least.

The irritated Uchiha rolls his eyes and holds a hand over the phone. "Just have our room packed up and our stuff sent to Quantico." They could just stay on the base, there was plenty of room, and their team had gotten more than used to rooming together. Sasuke even knew just when to make himself conspicuously absent in case his teammates were getting… 'reacquainted' with each other.

"Will do!" He smiles as he prepares to do exactly that. "Good luck! Enjoy Washington! I'm sure you'll take the capitol by storm."

"Idiot…" Sasuke shakes his head as he ends the call, shoving his phone back into his pocket. He glances back out at the guests being questioned by the FBI. Time differences. It may be late over in Washington, but on the west coast, it was still only early evening. They'd called Kakashi as soon as the FBI and NCIS agents showed up, getting cleared to have a private conversation with the Team Seven commander. "I guess we tell the President that he'll have his new team by morning."

Naruto laughs and nods. "Oh yeah!" The blonde grins as something occurs to him. "This is going to be so awesome! I wonder if we'll get those sunglasses like they have in the movies."

Sasuke cringes at the idea of wearing one of those stiff suits. "I sure hope not…" And those sunglasses were utterly tacky. "But fantasize however you want, just remember that it's a job, and we have to take it seriously."

"I'm sure Naruto will take it seriously, while simultaneously making many comically bad puns about the situation." Sai laughs.

"Well, he wouldn't be Naruto if he didn't." Sakura laughs as she slides into Naruto's lap. "But no more dick jokes, Sai, at least not while we're on duty." Because whatever the man said about Naruto's 'small' equipment, they all knew that wasn't true.

Sai pouts at this. No one appreciated his jokes for some reason! "Alright. I'll save the dick jokes until we're off duty." Mostly he just liked riling Naruto up.

"Good boy." Sakura smiles widely at Sai, pleased that the message she'd drilled and punched into him had been received.

Well, Sasuke could see where this was going, and unless he wanted to have Naruto trying to tug him into that mess, he had better get out and fast. "I'll go to inform the President of our decision. You three…" He pauses. "I'll close the door and tell them not to bother you."

Sakura smirks at the last member of their team. "It's still an open invitation, you know."

"Oh, I know…" Sasuke retreats from the room, closing the door behind him as he strides back into the East Room, towards the First Family, as well as his own. Nope. Absolutely not. Not happening. Especially not where there were people around to witness that sort of thing. Though even Sasuke would admit that they made up the strangest team in the platoon. And as affectionate as his teammates could be, he was NOT getting involved with that. "Those three are absolutely nuts…"

Everyone was being watched. Gaara knew that and yet, he couldn't in good conscience not escort the Senator to her car. He could practically feel the eyes of the Secret Service on them, but he couldn't actually see them.

"Are you alright?" He glances at the politician in concern. "I think the immediate danger has passed, but that must have been an awful fright." Four men had gotten gunned down in front of them, even by Gaara Standards, that wasn't something that could be gotten over immediately.

Mei smiles at the young man, nodding serenely. "Thank you for your concern, but yes, I am fine. One doesn't survive long in the Senate if they are easily frightened by a foiled assassination attempt." She had been in politics for quite a while, and she'd more than her fair share of unpleasantness. "I was impressed by the skills of those two young navy officers, though. They handled the situation quite well. It is a relief that no one else was harmed."

"As was I." Gaara didn't want to think about what might have happened, had the officers not been there. "It almost seemed like a Hollywood movie, the way they were able to eliminate the threat so swiftly." He opens the door of her car for her. "Though you needn't put on a brave face. I doubt that there has ever been a case of four assassins sneaking into Congress in such a fashion."

He had always admired the woman's seemingly endless ability to handle any situation with an effortless grace and a sassy smile, but this was different. "Are you sure that you're able to drive?" This had been a real assassination attempt. Putting on a brave face and trying to drive could be dangerous.

"I am. I've always found that driving my Porsche helps to calm me. Much like a kind of meditation, or exercise." Mei chuckles softly, pressing a kiss to the redhead's cheek and blowing softly over his ear. "Your concern is VERY touching, though."

Gaara feels his face burn as red as his hair at that action. "Well alright, if you're certain." The curse of being a red head, he supposed...one blushed far too easily. Rarely, did he have anything to blush about though. "Stay safe then."

"I will." She smirks mischievously as she lightly smacks his ass. "Keep that safe too, I wouldn't want anything to happen to you."

The campaign manager sputters. Had that actually just happened?! "I w-will!" Had Senator Mei spanked him?! He had to be imagining things, right?! "Goodnight." Wonderful. now he was stuttering around her as if he was some high school student with a crush on their teacher. "I'll see you in the morning to discuss your next campaign, if you feel up to it." He had been hoping to manage her next campaign and to his surprise, the woman had actually agreed to speak with him about it!

The woman slips into her car, smiling seductively at the young man. "I look forward to it." Such a sweet one, kind and considerate, and not at all loud and annoying like that old geezer Onoki. She spares him a small, graceful wave, before stepping on the gas, her car quickly taking off down the giant driveway.

He glances at a Secret Service Agent who had just appeared seemingly out of nowhere and was chuckling. "Did that really just happen or am I losing my mind?" It was probably best to get clarification.

"The two are not mutually exclusive." And honestly, after the evening they just had, it was good to see some lightheartedness. "But yes, that did just happen."

Gaara gives him a dirty look. "Thanks, a lot." He rolls his eyes as he ponders this matter. "A sitting Senator just slapped my ass." How was he even supposed to respond to that?!

"A sitting Senator who happens to be one of the most beautiful cougars on the political scene." The agent was only trying to be helpful.

"Well yeah...that too." Gaara couldn't really deny that. "Who looks really good in a little black dress." Wait. He was getting distracted here! "This conversation never happened."

The agent smirks. "Of course." He had been privy to many a conversation that 'never happened'. "We should return to the East Room soon."

The red head nods approvingly as he follows the agent off. "Very well then." Well at least the Secret Service was very good at...well keeping secrets.

Back inside the East Room, Sasuke approaches his father and the President, who are speaking with grim expressions. The ladies of the First Family share similar looks of anxiety, While Neji seems to have pulled Itachi away for a slightly frantic, private conversation.

Still, he had news to deliver, and it was his duty to do so while his team was…preoccupied. "Father, Mr. President." He greets the two cordially.

Hiashi was hardly a man to waste time it seemed. "Sasuke, did you speak to your commanding officer." The man liked to cut straight to the chase.

Sasuke nods. "And to the rest of the team." After all, the four of them didn't usually make decisions unilaterally. "After a vote of two for, and none against, we spoke to the commander of Team Seven, Kakashi Hatake, who is currently re-assigning us to your security detail."

"Good. I'm glad to hear that." To say that he was concerned about his family's safety, would have been an understatement. "Thank you, Fugaku. I know that I'm asking a lot of your family, but your son's team is clearly the best."

Fugaku sighs. "Yes, I am aware. The children might be…an eccentric group, but they are certainly skilled and observant, and when push comes to shove, the four work together seamlessly." It was what helped to keep his worries about his youngest son in check, knowing that he had dedicated and loyal friends to watch his back. "Sasuke, I will ensure that your rifle is shipped over, along with the rest of your belongings. You and your friends may use the guest house at Quantico."

"Thank you." Sasuke had been itching a little without his rifle. At least his pistol helped to ease it a little. "But calling my team eccentric is…being a little nice about it." They were downright crazy, all four of them.

The President chuckles at that. This was apparently, quite the lively group. "Well eccentric, crazy, or whatever you call it matters little." He smiles at that thought. "What matters is that you're all excellent shots."

Well, that was true, they were all pretty damn good shots, but Sasuke knew the truth, he had the best sharpshooting skills out of all of them. "The others are decent shots, but I'm the team sniper. Sakura has medical training. Sai is best with covert reconnaissance. And Naruto…is Naruto. You never really know what to expect with him, until he's already on top of you. We're also trained for demolition, some bomb disposal, and both combat and support roles on or off dry land, even underwater." The underwater training in particular had been…difficult, to put it mildly.

"Well that's good that you're so diverse." The more situations they were prepared for, the better for Hiashi's family. "It seems almost like fate brought you here."

"Maybe, not that it matters much now." Sasuke crosses his arms, eyes flicking around the room again. "Though we might as well work out the details of the assignment now, while there isn't anyone around to interrupt."

Shaking his head, Fugaku pats his son on the shoulder. "I'm going to go and see to your mother. She's probably terrorizing the agents." His wife could be quite feisty when she wanted to know something. Or worse, when she hooked up with that red-headed firebrand that Minato called his wife, Naruto's mother. He nods to the other man curtly. "Hiashi."

Hiashi nods approvingly. The boy was efficient. "Very well then." He must have gotten that from his parents. "Let us discuss your assignment in further detail and good luck, Fugaku." God help that man, even Hiashi was terrified of Mikoto Uchiha. And Kushina, if anything, was worse. Well at least, she was worse on your eardrums, the Uchiha woman was sneakier though...

The director shakes his head, chuckling wryly as he leaves to corral his over-enthusiastic wife. Sasuke certainly didn't envy his father's task. "Well, I suppose that the basic questions are these. Where or to who will we be assigned? How many weapons are we allowed to carry? Will it be uniforms, suits, or plainclothes? And what kind of hours will we be serving?" Those were the questions Sasuke needed answered in order to turn this, essentially, into a standard mission.

"Mostly the White House, Congress, or to their workplace. In Hanabi's case, that will mean extensive traveling." He pauses as he considers the question. "You may carry whatever you feel is necessary and plain clothes." It would be best if they blended into their environment. "Of course, formal enough to fit into whatever environment you're currently serving in. Though you won't have to wear the traditional suits." As for hours that was tricky. "As for hours and which of my family members, that is negotiable."

Sasuke nods. It all made sense, not that he expected it not to. "Which of your family has the most patience?"

"Well that's usually my wife or my eldest daughter." Hiashi pauses as he considers that. "Neji is very focused and a professional, but he has a bit of a short temper." And as much as he hated to admit it, so did he. "I have little patience for nonsense myself and my younger daughter, well she is a teenager." Enough said really.

Hm…that was all very good to know. It would help Sasuke to match up his teammates' personality quirks, since it seemed they were essentially going to be personal bodyguards. "Then I think that your wife would be the best one to have Naruto watching." With her patience and experience, she would likely be able to handle Naruto's…rambunctious nature. "He's…a very enthusiastic and affectionate person." Wait… "Are you including Neji as well?" That would bring the total up to five people, more than their team of four.

"Yes, I'm including Neji. I want all of my family Members to have a SEAL." He shakes his head because he knew where Sasuke was going with this. "And I've made other arrangements for myself. So don't worry about me."

"I see." Sasuke considers the other three pairings, then. "Considering the relationship between me and my brother, and the fact that he and Neji seem rather…glued together, I wouldn't assign myself to Neji. It would be difficult to stay focused. Sai could be there to…carry things for them, playing the part of an assistant to Neji, I suppose, or Sakura could be his new secretary. They're both good with documents, though Sakura has a bit of a temper if she witnesses stupidity."

"It is a tough call, but I would feel more comfortable assigning a female agent to Hanabi given her age." She was far too easily impressionable! "So we shall put Sai with Neji. That leaves you with Hinata."

Sasuke blinks, then nods slowly. "She sat next to me at dinner, right? The one that Neji switched places with?" She'd seemed kind, quiet, that was fine with him. The only obnoxiously loud people he liked were Kakashi, Naruto, and Sakura.

"Yes, Hinata is my eldest." He chuckles at the question. "You can easily tell the difference because she has dark blue hair and her sister has brown. That and Hanabi is usually more...vocal."

"Yeah. That part, I definitely noticed." And it annoyed the crap out of him, honestly. "Well, it'll be interesting to see how Sakura handles your youngest. I'm fine taking the quiet one."

Hiashi nods at this. "Good. Well if nothing else, the two of you seemed to get on well enough at dinner." Which was good, Hinata had always been rather shy. Once, she felt comfortable she was an excellent conversationalist. She was like her mother that way.

"I suppose." Sasuke thinks back to the conversation earlier. "She has quick wits, I'll give her that. I still prefer vodka to wine, though." Not that it mattered, he didn't drink on the job. "I'll let the other know what their assignments are once they're done."

"Yes, she does." He nods at him. "She graduated in the top ten of her class." He pauses an elaborates. "That's single digits, not the top ten percent and that sounds fine."

"Good. Top ten, though…that's pretty good." Sasuke could respect getting that high on your own efforts. "I'm pretty sure that Naruto would have flunked a couple of the advanced math classes at the academy, if I hadn't been there to help him. He's good at a lot of things. But calculus is not one of them. Sai and Sakura both had pretty high scores, though. We all started studying together in the second half of our first year, been a team ever since, so Kakashi just assigned us together. It was easier that way."

"Ah I see." He nods at that information. "Well I suppose your closeness will help the four of you perform this assignment better than would otherwise be possible." Another nod at his assessment. "Yes, that was at University though."

Well that was good, Sasuke didn't really like being around dumb people. And there were a LOT of them at the naval academy. "Then I'm sure that we will have some stimulating academic conversations." Though there was something to be said for mindless chatter, depending on who it was done with. Even Sasuke would admit that…in his head…where no one would find out. "I suppose…I should go and introduce myself properly? I didn't exactly say very much at dinner."

"Yes, that would be advisable." He nods as he adds as an afterthought. "She's likely in the rose garden." Hinata liked the flowers. Then again, so did most of the women who came through the White House.

"Of course." That made sense, girls seemed to like flowers. Well, unless they were Sakura, she liked boats, guns, and other heavy things that she could hit people with. "I'll be going, then." He'd seen the garden on the way in, so it should be no problem to find it again.

The cool night air was blowing, rustling the flowers and the grass of the White House Rose Garden, something that Hinata rather enjoyed. It was nice to be able to sit outside and feel so connected to the earth. Well, and to all of the creatures within it. Well, within reason.

"AHH! It's a snake!" One of the white house staff was nearly screaming at Hinata, seemingly terrified. "Miss Hyuga be careful or it will bite you!" And absolutely losing their mind.

Hinata blinks at the display. "Don't worry." She smiles at the panicking usher. "It's a garter snake, completely harmless. Besides, Aoda is friendly."

"You...named the snake?" Ebisu looks ready to faint. "Miss Hyuga, I really don't think that it's safe for you to be socializing with a wild animal like this. It's not a pet."

Having heard the commotion and approached the scene, a pale hand silently reaches into the grass, letting the snake twirl around their wrist. "It's not a lion or a bear. It's not venomous, and it doesn't have much bite strength to begin with." Sasuke watches the little creature as it curls tightly around his arm, before turning his eyes on the resident staff member. "You can go, I'll watch the lady."

"What the hell, are you some kind of snake whisperer?!" Honestly, children these days! "Well if she gets bitten by the 'harmless' snake, you can explain why to the President!" With that 'threat' being issued, he storms off.

Hinata rubs the back of her head sheepishly. "Sorry about that. I guess he's scared of snakes." She smiles at Sasuke.

"People do stupid things, and say dumb things when they're afraid." Sasuke smiles at the snake as it slithers up his arm. "Aoda, huh? I think the little guy likes my body heat." Plus, he was wearing black, it absorbed light and held on to the energy for hours. "Honestly, most of the people here wouldn't know a real threat if they had to pick it out from a line-up."

"Probably." Hinata smiles and nods. "Aoda's been here since we moved into the White House. He was sneaky and hiding in one of the sheds where the gardeners keep their tools. It's a bit warmer now, so I guess he prefers the garden."

"I'd prefer the garden to a shed if I were a snake." Lowering his hand to the grass, Sasuke lets the little snake free into the tulips. "I…didn't really introduce myself earlier, did I?" He glances at Hinata, finding warmth in her expression. "Lieutenant Sasuke Uchiha, from the first platoon of Team Seven, Navy SEALs. Stationed in Coronado, California. I'll be looking after your security from now on."

"Hinata Hyuga from the Hyuga Political Dynasty, Dreams for the Future Foundation. Stationed in the East Wing, Washington, D.C." She laughs softly. "And the woman that you're apparently babysitting for the foreseeable future."

"Hn." Sasuke smirks at the rebuttal. "Nicely played." Okay, clearly, she was wittier than he'd thought. "…You're the type that people underestimate because you're quiet, aren't you?" He'd seen it before in the academy, where some of the female students were quiet and unassuming, but if you messed with them, they would verbally, or physically put you on your ass faster than you could blink.

She pauses not sure how to respond to that without sounding vain. "Maybe, a little. Though compared to my sister and cousin, that's only to be expected." Hanabi was the diva and Neji was well Neji. Relentless was an understatement when it came to his politics.

Was that humility, or was she simply diminishing herself? Sasuke wasn't sure. "Anyway, I'll be accompanying you whenever you're out of the White House, so I can come by tomorrow and take a look at your schedule, if you like. What time do you typically get up?"

"Well it depends if I am working or not. On work days, usually, I get up around eight and I'm at work by nine." She smiles mischievously at him. "I prefer to sleep in on the weekends though."

"I know the feeling." Sasuke liked to sleep in as well, even if he rarely got the opportunity to do so. "But I'm usually up at six anyway, so I'll see about being here for eight."

"Alright." She nods at him and adds as an afterthought. "Don't tell my father about that last part. If there's one thing my father loathes, it's being unproductive."

"Then I will file that under classified information." Sasuke chuckles quietly. "And tomorrow, we can discuss your habits and routines, where you like to go and such." That way, he could adjust his clothing choices to suit her environment. "Your father would prefer that we blend into your lives, and I will do what I can to fulfill that request."

"You are rather fortunate that you're saying that to me and not my sister or Ino." Hinata could imagine at least a hundred different ways her sister and best friend would take advantage of having a hot SEAL for a bodyguard. "I'll keep that in mind though."

Sasuke snorts with laughter. "And THAT is why your sister is getting Sakura." He wasn't blind, or deaf. He knew when women wanted more attention than he was willing to give them, and when they wanted more…well, more in general. They just never understood that the louder and touchier they got, the less interested he became.

"Well that and I think father thought most men would get annoyed at having to help her with her modeling routine and carry around her makeup bags." Yes, bags. Hanabi carried at least two or three at all times. "And Sakura might enjoy such things.

"I doubt it, but if your sister does anything REALLY stupid, at least it'll be entertaining to see Sakura lose her temper." Sasuke had a hard time imagining Sakura ever wearing makeup. Not that she needed it, but still. "But maybe your sister will learn a lesson about carrying around less junk if Sakura makes the girl carry it herself." He could definitely see Sakura doing that. "She can be quite the drill sergeant when she wants to be."

Hinata tries to picture that and shakes her head. That wouldn't end well. "Speaking of Sakura, I didn't want to ask her because she might be offensive, but...is her hair naturally pink?" Did she dye it or was she born with it? Had she dyed it to make the other SEALS underestimate her, maybe? That or perhaps, she just liked the color?

Sasuke rubs the back of his head sheepishly. "Ah…well…some of the higher-ups were pretty sure she was dyeing her hair, and dyeing your hair a color like that is against the rules. So, they tried to get her to dye it her 'natural' color." What she'd done instead flabbergasted everyone present, including her team. "So to prove that it was natural, she…well, she stripped off everything below the belt." Sasuke laughs amusedly at the memory. "Needless to say, after that incident, no one questioned her hair color again, and since she was born with the color, well…they kind of had to make an exception for her, because it's not technically against the rules, since it's not dye."

Hinata blinks. At first, she thought Sasuke was joking. Though the look on his face quickly dispelled that notion. "..." She honestly didn't know what to say. "Wouldn't it have just been easier to have them call her parents and confirm it or to show a childhood photo?"

She couldn't imagine stripping down like that in front of your boss or anyone really. Well anyone who wasn't her lover or a doctor. "I'm glad you're my bodyguard." The woman was apparently more outrageous than even Ino! "And had my father known that, he probably would have assigned Sai or Naruto to Hanabi." The bluenette blinks again in shock. "She seriously did that?"

"Mhm." Sasuke nods, confirming the query. "She was pissed, they were actively harassing her, and not for the first time. So, she just did it the 'quick and easy' way." Not that he really blamed her, those higher ups were not nearly as 'reasonable' as Kakashi. "Then we went into SEAL training and got assigned to Kakashi. He heard about the incident and gave a blanket order that no one was allowed to bother her about it. Not that he would have needed to. She's got a punch that can break walls."

"Oh I see." Curiosity made her wonder how they were harassing her and if it was just about her hair. "Well um good I guess." Her rational mind though told her that it was probably better not to ask.

Watching his charge's slightly flushed face a few moments longer, Sasuke gets to his feet. "We should probably go back inside, the FBI are probably done with everyone by now, and we should both get some sleep before morning."

Hinata nods in agreement as she turns to head off. "Alright." It was easier to pretend it hadn't happened when she was outside in the fresh springtime air. When she went inside and was surrounded by FBI Agents, well not so much.

Sasuke places a hand on her shoulder, guiding her through the sea of agents,and shooting glares at any who try to get too close to her. "Come on, I'll escort you to your room, then collect my team and head back to Quantico."

"That sounds good." She smiles as she walks with Sasuke. "They're really scared of you." Hinata glances back at them, trying not to laugh. Sasuke's glare was pretty intimidating to put it mildly.

"Because I'm a SEAL who specializes in using sniper rifles, I would guess." Snipers were not people to mess with, and Sasuke knew he was far from the most intimidating of the creed. "Being an Uchiha helps. We have an inborn ability to use effective Death Glares."

She smiles at him, when they reach her room. "I'll keep that in mind." Hinata turns the knob on her door. "Shame though that you glare so much. You do have really nice eyes." And with that, she darts inside her room.

Sasuke blinks at the door as it closes, frozen in place. He had nice eyes? "…Weird." People didn't usually comment on that, seeing as most people tended to piss him off, or just not interest him. He only really smiled for his friends.

Oh well, he could just ask her about it later.