The SEAL'S Kiss

Silver's Author's Note: Thanks for the reviews. I suppose you could consider this a couple's chapter. There is some Itachi x Neji in there as well, but i didn't feel it was enough to merit a warning within the story. Happy reading.

Chapter 15

Gaara was certain that if the rest of congress knew just what kind of plotting went on within the confines of Itachi Uchiha's office on the seventh floor, they would be wise to be very afraid. Especially as there were likely four geniuses in the room, though Sai was often quiet about his opinions and astute observations. He was fairly certain that if the four of them put their heads together, they could take over the world within half a year, and no one would know about it until it was over.

As it was, they weren't discussing anything nearly so dangerous. No, it was another in a series of discussions focusing on pushing forward Itachi and Neji's various bills and proposals, while navigating the dangerous waters being churned by their opposition. Namely, Sai's grandfather.

Neji reads over the current proposal regarding the state of the education system once again. "We've triple-checked these numbers, right?" The last thing he needed was some fossilized senator stopping these scholastic reform proposals from going through. Maybe his cousin was rubbing off on him, or maybe it was because he was occasionally involved in her foundation's projects regarding schools and educational development, but it was just one of the causes that he was rather invested in. And honestly, he found the state of their education system to be difficult and tedious to maintain in the long run.

Of course, it didn't help that while Neji was stressing over the ineffectiveness and inefficiency of their education system, Itachi had been difficult to corner, save for in his office. He was clearly dodging the press, and just about everyone else, if he could manage it.

"Well I believe we've got our votes lined up." Unless Danzo swooped in at the last minute, Itachi thinks to himself. "So we should be good. Thank you for helping us, Sai. I know that this isn't exactly an area that you're likely overly familiar with." He smiles at the SEAL. "And of course, Gaara excellent work as always." He squeezes Neji's hand reassuringly.

"Of course." Gaara inclines his head. He may have been a campaign manager, Itachi's campaign manager of all things, but he was not politically inept. He knew the ins and outs of the system, as well as what voters wanted to hear, or wanted focus put on, so he had contributed in his own, small ways. Such as the little footnotes and closing loopholes that would benefit Itachi's voters, while hopefully slip by the opposition unnoticed. Political subterfuge at its finest.

Sai smiles pleasantly. "Well I'm not sure how much help I was, but I'm always willing to listen." He beams at Itachi. "It's the least I can do, seeing as how you got shot and are suffering from that buzzcut."

Itachi twitches at that. "How considerate of you, Sai." He really wished his hair would grow back faster. "I imagine that Mei will want to have a look at these plans as well." He sighs, trying to focus on more important matters than his wounded pride.

Neji shakes his head. Itachi could strut the Senate floor like it was nobody's business, but as soon as you brought THAT issue up, at least in private, in came the twitching. Sai was either suicidal, or taking his cues from Sasuke if he was intent on egging Itachi on so much. "Yes, she likely will. After all, it's good to be able to count on her support." Though he would have to go about assuring Itachi later that he looked fine…besides, it had been almost a month, and it had grown just over an inch, it was what every woman likely dreamed of being capable of.

"Then I will take it to her. I'm sure that you have other proposals to look over." Gaara reaches for the stack of paper in Neji's hands. After all, being a campaign manager for Itachi also meant sometimes serving as the post boy when it came to dealings with other senators. Gaara wasn't intimidated by the more assertive and commanding senators who tried to pompously intimidate information out of unsuspecting assistants.

"Somehow, I doubt that is all you're going to deliver to her." Itachi chuckles at that thought. "You're a braver man than I." It was subtle, but the Uchiha was quite certain that there was something developing between the Senate's most beautiful cougar and the red headed campaign manager. Ironically enough, he doubted Gaara was going to be the first to make a move. "Good luck with that one." Mei seemed the aggressor in that relationship or prospective one anyway.

The stoic redhead stares at his long-time friend, and sort-of employer. "Of course, I do not pout like a child over one bad haircut." If Itachi was going to rib him, he was going to jab right back.

Sai, on the other hand, was apparently feeling rather suicidal today. "Don't worry. I'm sure she'll find you're good at managing more than just campaigns." Very, suicidal Itachi noted.

Oh boy, this was going to get very, very bad. Neji coughs loudly, preventing the redhead from retorting. "Gaara, I'm sure that Mei would prefer to have those documents sooner, rather than later." And better to deal with Sai as well, since Gaara knew very well that Sai was, like Sasuke ands Naruto, a SEAL, and a member of that team. "Sai, while I doubt that anyone will come into the building to try and shoot a senator or two, you should take up a position in the hall, just to be safe." After all, the door was really the only way to get into the office on the seventh floor.

"Of course!" Sai smiles as he swiftly exits the room after Gaara. Unaware of the fact that Neji may very well have saved him from at least a black eye.

As Gaara makes his way down the hallway and out of sight, likely headed for the stairs, Neji turns to Itachi and shakes his head. "You're still far too sensitive about that." It really was like seeing a child pouting sometimes.

"And that man lacks any sense of tact." Itachi rolls his eyes.

"Well, that may be true…" Great, it was up to him to slap some sense back into his boyfriend. Well, Neji was planning on doing exactly that, HIS way. "But it's been nearly a month since you were shot, and we have much more important things to focus on than a…temporary inconvenience like that." He sits right in the middle of Itachi's desk, staring the older man down as he reaches for Itachi's tie, pulling the senator towards him. "Don't you think?"

Itachi smiles at that and leans down, kissing Neji. "Well I never thought that I'd see the day when a Hyuga was trying to seduce me in my office, but I'm certainly not going to complain." It was far more than a temporary inconvenience, but it would take months to grow back and Neji was offering a wonderfully wicked distraction. "So I must confess, that I quite concur with you on this matter."

"Just trying?" Neji smirks as he returns the kisses. "I'd say that it's working." Besides, they each had over a dozen proposals completed, and ready to go, several dozen drafts, and stacks of papers that had been read thoroughly and signed. They were far enough ahead that they could take a break, even with the work Itachi had missed while he was in the hospital.

"Well I would say that you have the floor, Congressman." Itachi smiles at him slyly. "Though if you want to hold your audience's attention, you'll need to come up with a way to maintain their interest rather quickly." He loved teasing him. "Perhaps, we can start by losing those pants."

Leaning back on the desk, Neji smirks with an excited glint in his lavender eyes. "Is that an official request to the House, Senator Uchiha?" His fingers dance along the waistband teasingly.

"Oh yes, I would say that it's very official." Itachi smirks. He preferred playing doctor, but he could see why his father favored office sex so highly. Neji did look rather nice against the mahogany desk.

Gaara was still trying his best not to twitch at the teasing he had just endured. "Honestly, you would think they'd be more professional than that." He needed to get a better handle on his temper. Not that such a feat would be accomplished on the walk towards Mei's Office.

It wouldn't do to have anyone seeing him in such a state. He might not be a Congressman, but he did work with a lot of these people. "I do have an image to uphold." His age was both an asset and a disadvantage depending on the situation. So Gaara tried to project an image of professionalism at all times. Which was difficult around Mei.

It was hard not to blush like he was some teenager with their first romantic infatuation around her. "Mei?" He knocks on the door of her office, a few moments later after bobbing and weaving around a few people who happened to be in the halls. And the stairs. Those damn stairs.

"Come in!" Mei's voice floats through the glass door of the office, where she was going through a pile of envelopes, mail from other senators, ambassadors, media outlets, businessmen (and women), and…well, an interesting envelope sent from the desk of the president. That was rather unexpected.

He smiles and walks in. "Sorry to disturb you." Gaara quickly shuts door behind him. "I just thought that you would like to look over Neji's and Itachi's latest proposal."

Oh, they'd sent their messenger again. Mei smiles. That was definitely a nice gesture, on the other Senator's behalf. "Of course, the one detailing domestic educational reforms." Itachi really should send the redhead over more often, Mei missed those aqua eyes.

"Yes, that's the one." He smiles at her. "It is extremely detailed. So I warn you that your aids will probably have their hands full for the next couple days." Speaking of hands full, did the woman display her cleavage that much on purpose? That bosom was definitely more than a handful.

"Yes, I see." Mei reaches for the proposal, flipping the first few pages and skimming the outline of the contents. "I'm sure that you all managed to sneak many a detail in there that some of those old sticks in the mud won't appreciate." She eyes the young man appreciatively, nearly laughing as she notes that his eyes are appreciating her as well. "Speaking of sticks in the mud, I'm sure that more than a few of them will be receiving invitations to the State Dinner being held in a few weeks."

He nods at that. "It wouldn't be nearly as enjoyable, if there weren't a few details in there that would raise their blood pressure." Gaara laughs softly at the image. "And yes, I imagine that the State Dinner Invitations will be going around shortly."

"They've already begun." She holds up a rather fancy envelope for him to see. "One came for me this morning. Probably so that there's more than just cranky old men attending." After all, all dinners were made more elegant with the presence of beautiful, cultured women. Too much testosterone could be extremely aggravating. "Though I'm sure that it would be more pleasant if there were more attractive young men attending."

"Well I suppose so?" He glances at the envelope with interest. Was she asking him out? "Personally, I've always preferred beautiful women to attractive young men myself, but to each their own." His eyes dance with amusement.

Perfect. "Then, if you don't already have plans in place, perhaps you might accompany me to the dinner." While the young man was extremely talented, she doubted that being a campaign manager merited an invitation to a state dinner. But she did have room for a plus one… "After all, you don't pay me nearly as many visits as you should." She shoots him a sultry, pouting look. "Maybe an evening at the White House would help to remedy that."

It definitely sounded like she was asking him out. "I'd be honored to accompany you to the State Dinner and I shall see hat I can do about visiting more often." He rubs the back of his head sheepishly. "Being a campaign manager is by its nature a job where one doesn't have a very fixed schedule. Had I known that you needed me, I would have found a way to visit more often." He smiles.

Well, if one considered a want to be a need, or perhaps included a more basic need, then Mei could certainly say that she needed him. "I know that Itachi has you running about for him, but it would be nice to see you once or twice a day. Maybe for lunch, or after work."

"Yes, Itachi does keep me rather busy." Gaara usually didn't mind though. At least Itachi knew what he wanted and he was an excellent client in that way. Plus the publicity of working for one of the Senate's Rising Stars was always a useful tool in one's marketing strategy. "Though if you like, we could have lunch or maybe get drinks after work?"

Well, at least she'd snagged him for the dinner. "And be sure to dress smart, but not excessively for the dinner. I do hate to have to unwrap dessert."

Gaara almost chokes at that last part. "U-Unwrap dessert?"

Mei smiles seductively at the redhead. "What? You can't blame a woman for wanting to get to dessert with less fuss. It irks me if I can't have my dessert when I want it. But I can be patient. After all, some desserts only get sweeter with time."

She really was a cougar. "T-That's a good point. Well in that case, perhaps after the State Dinner I could give you a t-tour of my apartment. I did just get a new hot tub installed..." And he was her prey.

Standing up and leaning over her desk, Mei smiles. "That sounds lovely." And she presses a kiss right to Gaara's lips, shutting the flustered young man up in an instant.

After a long day of dodging Itachi's freezing glares, which Sai attributed to the fact that Itachi was still pissed to an unholy degree with Sasuke and Sakura, and then dropping the both of them off at the White House to do…well, Sai knew EXACTLY what those two were doing alone, he pulls out his phone. And right there, in the middle of the screen, flashed a new text from someone he honestly never expected to hear from again. Danzo Shimura, his grandfather.

Not that he held any particular positive or negative feelings for the man, in fact, Sai was fairly ambivalent towards him, but to receive a text message from the ancient man… Well, Sai wasn't even aware that the old fossil, as Sasuke put it, was capable of using a cell-phone. And he certainly didn't expect to see a text from the old man on his screen.

Sai, it has been forever since we last spoke. I would like to rectify that. Would you care to join me for dinner tonight? ~ Danzo.

An invitation to dinner, not at all what Sai was expecting from the man who usually kept a very…very respectable distance from the few members of their family. It's why Sai clung to his team the way he did. Still, that was an invitation, not just from his grandfather, but from a senator. It wasn't to be simply turned down.

Of course. Where would you like to meet? ~ Sai

The senator hadn't respected such a positive response, let alone a quick one. Hmm. That was a good question.

Wherever you would like. I'm quite certain that you can find us a suitable venue. ~ Danzo.

Sai thought about it for a moment, before remembering one of the restaurants they'd visited a few times as a team. Sasuke had said that Itachi used to take him there when he was younger.

There's a small Italian place that I rather like near Capitol Hill. The food is authentic and delicious. I will include the directions. ~ Sai

And he does include the directions, a virtual map to the location, before plugging in another number. His lovable blond's.

My grandfather has asked me out to dinner. Tell Sasuke and Sakura that I will be out late. ~ Sai

Danzo asked you out to dinner?! Are you sure that's safe?! ~ Naruto

Cracking one of his rare smiles, Sai feels a warmth inside at the words. Naruto always had that effect on him, no matter how withdrawn he'd been when they first met. The blond was just…impossible to ignore, and impossible to disobey. Well, unless you were Sasuke or Sakura. Those three had always had a rather interesting power struggle.

Yes, I will be safe. I am a part of this team as well, you know. I will have a side-arm with me, just in case someone causes an incident, and we will be at Sasuke's favorite restaurant. ~ Sai

That was incredibly sad that Sai felt it was necessary to be armed as he ate with his own grandfather. Though the blond couldn't blame him. Danzo could be such a snake.

Alright. I'll let the others know. Stay safe and good choice. ~ Naruto

I will. But I promise to be home for dessert. ~ Sai

Well that sounded like fun. Dessert was always nice and Naruto was pretty sure Sai meant the OTHER kind of desert!

Awesome! I'll be waiting! Believe it ;) ~ Naruto

Chuckling softly at the last text, Sai returns his phone to his pocket and returns to the car. He wasn't far at all from the quaint little family-owned Italian restaurant, so it took only a few minutes to arrive. He knew that he would beat his grandfather to the cozy little building, so he made sure to be waiting inside at one of the tables for him before the old senator arrived.

If nothing else, Danzo was rather punctual. A mere five minutes after Sai's own arrival, the elderly statesmen soon strides into the restaurant. Looking more than a little out of place in his fancy business suit.

Sai stands up to greet the elderly man. "Grandfather. It is good to see you looking so well." He honestly wouldn't have been surprised if the old man had keeled over long ago. But somehow, he managed to cling to his fading health. Not that any of his thoughts ever showed on his face.

"Yes, I feel the same way about you." He smiles at him pleasantly. Well as pleasantly as Danzo could smile anyway. "The Navy seems to agree with you."

"Yes, it does." Sai sits back down, having already ordered for himself, and a pasta dish that he thought his grandfather might appreciate. "It challenges my strengths and forces me to overcome weaknesses. And it provides me with no shortage of inspiration for my drawings." His artistic hobbies were particularly well suited for places where they might not have connections to Internet or phone service. "The sea is beautiful to draw, and always changing."

He nods at that. "It is beautiful, but as with anything there is another side to it." Danzo chuckles at that thought. "Perhaps, I have merely seen too many movies about shipwrecks though. I am glad that you find the work so rewarding and that you're still engaging in art."

"Yes, it is extremely rewarding." It was, after all, how he opened his heart. "And sometimes, something is beautiful, whether it is still or stormy." It also described their team's relationship. When all was calm, Sai would swear that there was an almost ethereal serenity to them. And yet, when crisis hit, so did the storm, and it was savagely beautiful in its own way.

"Should you ever decide to pursue another line of work though, my door is always open." He would have preferred Sai to be in ROOT, but he could tolerate him being in the Navy. "I'm sure you know that." That was until Sai became a bodyguard.

Sai's expression remains the same, pleasant expression, but inside, his eyes narrow. "Thank you, but I'm quite happy as a SEAL." That, and he would never leave his team behind to pursue…whatever career his grandfather was offering. Watching Neji and Itachi was one thing, but actually engaging in politics…that was another entirely. "I am trained for combat and special operations. I feel that would be an inadequate skill set for entering politics."

He smiles at him. "Well my primary concern is politics, but I also need security of course." Danzo just wouldn't go into details about what kind of security yet. "No matter though."

Security? Sai ponders the use of the word as their food emerges from the kitchen, the smell wafting from it just the same as the last time he was here. "I hope that you enjoy the food, Grandfather. It comes with the recommendation of Senator Uchiha."

A senator trying to recruit a naval officer for security was even stranger than the president doing so. After all, the man hadn't seen firsthand what Sasuke and Naruto had done to those assassins, or what Sai himself had done to one of the others. That gave Sai pause, and remembering what Sasuke had said repeatedly about listening to his instincts, he made a note of that feeling.

"I'm certain that I will." Danzo shakes his head. "Our politics do not align, but the man has always had exceptional taste." He had to give him that much.

Yes, Itachi's distaste for Sai's grandfather was no great secret, and Sai understood the reasons why. "I try to follow the lieutenant's lead and not involve myself too deeply in politics. Unfortunate situations can often be avoided that way."

Danzo smiles at him as he eats. "Yes, that might be the wisest course of action. Though I suspect I'm too old to change my habits now." And that was the truth.

"Perhaps." Sai twirls some fettucine around his fork, spearing an Alfredo-dripped piece of shrimp. "But I have seen many an 'impossible' thing happen." Mostly, courtesy of Naruto, but there were a few from Sasuke, and Sakura…well, she was a walking impossibility. "For example, I have a lover with natural pink hair, and who is the first woman in her particular profession. You would think both impossible, but she proves that they are not."

"Well I believe it is reasonably safe to say that I will not be following your example in that instance." He simply couldn't imagine himself being attracted to pink hair or the type of woman that would be able to survive in such an environment. At a minimum, the woman would have to be far too aggressive for his tastes to withstand what he was certain was a constant barrage of innuendo and harassment. "Though I doubt that any woman could really hold a candle to your grandmother. I do miss her terribly." Why would anyone willingly subject themselves to such a thing? Oh well. Sai's interesting taste in romantic partners aside, that wasn't what tonight was about.

"Well, I do rather like the company of my Amazon." It was something of a secret joke between him, Naruto, and Sasuke. Mostly because it got them smacked if they ever said it to Sakura's face. But he would get to see her later. For now…his grandfather wanted something, and Sai wanted to know what that was. "And my Sun."

"Be careful with Amazons. I hear that their men meet unfortunate ends." Well according to legend anyway.

"That is true, but we are careful about not offending her." Sai's plate was already half empty, and honestly, he was eating quite slowly. Usually, he could be done a meal in only a couple of minutes. Maybe it was time to break the ice. "What prompted today's meeting?" Gently…tactfully…just like Naruto and Sakura kept saying. "If you wanted to spend time with me, a day on the weekend would afford more time than just dinner."

"Well yes, but then it might have been too late to offer you this." He smiles as he produces a rather elegant looking envelope. "I would like for you to join me at the State Dinner."

Now THAT was a surprise. Sai visibly raises an eyebrow at the envelope. He, of course, knew about the dinner, but he expected that he would attend as a silent and invisible force, not…as part of the guests. "You wish for me to join you at the dinner?" Sasuke, he knew would be there, either as Hinata's guest, or with his family. But this was…odd, to say the least. His grandfather hadn't invited him to anything like this since he was a teenager.

"Yes, I'd vastly prefer your company to whoever else they would have had seated next to me." He nods at him. "I know that it's sudden and I do understand if you have other plans though."

It was a surprise, but…Sai could work with this. "I don't believe that I have any plans for the evening. And if you would prefer my company, then it would be my pleasure to go with you." And probably stare at his lovers the entire time.

"Wonderful, would you prefer to meet there or for one of us to pick the other up?" Danzo smiles at him.

Well, Sai was likely going to be following Neji around before the dinner, so the first would be easiest for him. "I think it would be best for me to meet you there."

Danzo nods as he reaches for his drink. "Excellent. The conversation may be boring, but I assure you the food will be excellent." Which was always the case there.

"Yes, I imagine that it will be." And now, Sai had something a little alarming to report back to his team. His grandfather had invited him to the State Dinner. Of all people, he chose Sai? Something was up, Sai was sure of it.

At the same time, Hinata had managed to steal Sasuke away to her home. "That's much better." No more risk of having the Secret Service stumble upon them here!

Sasuke chuckles as they return to the relative safety of her room. "You really want to avoid the other bodyguards, don't you?" It was kind of amusing, but at the same time, the Secret Service did kind of float around on the fringes of Hinata's life, and more than once, they'd almost stumbled in when they really shouldn't have.

"Well yes." She smiles at him as she wraps her arms around his neck. "You did say you weren't an exhibitionist and they...hover a lot." It was their job, after all.

"Yes, and I hover a lot too. It IS my job." He smirks at her as the door clicks shut behind them. "But I don't see you trying to drive me off, or play hide and go seek with me like the rest of them."

"Well...that's because you're far better at your job than they are." She blushes as she cuddles against him. "Superior qualifications and all that."

"Yes, superior qualifications." The way she said that just…amused him. "Now, what were you saying…" He tilts her chin up towards him. "About me not being an exhibitionist?" He wasn't, but he liked the way she said it.

She blushes as she smiles at him. "Mostly, I just didn't want them to walk in on us in the bed or in the shower." There had been a couple close calls.

Shaking his head, Sasuke smiles and hugs her tightly. "Well, luckily, they're not allowed in here." The real danger was someone walking in on them when they were at her office, or out for dinner, which they'd done inconspicuously almost every day the last couple of weeks. He was pretty sure that they'd just gotten back from date number…eleven. "Otherwise I would have to take serious issue with that."

"And that wouldn't end well for them." She laughs softly. "I hear that SEALS are rather territorial."

"No, no it wouldn't." He presses a series of fiery kisses to her lips. "And you should know…" Sasuke's onyx eyes glitter as he smirks and slides his hands down over her hips to grasp her ass. "I'm EXTREMELY territorial." Because if someone trespassed…they were in DEEP shit.

She moans into the kisses and blushes. "That's okay. I only need one SEAL anyway." He'd certainly gotten over his hesitation quickly, well, not that quickly, but it had only taken a couple of months to get here. She smiles to herself at her accomplishment.

"Good, because you're probably NOT getting another." He loved his team, really, but there was no way that Sasuke was letting them get their hands on Hinata. "I've always had a hard time sharing."

"That's good to know." She smiles as snuggles further against him. "Oh Sasuke, your phone is buzzing." He must have had it set on vibrate.

Sasuke sighs, going for his phone. "Yeah, I was hoping it would stop if I ignored it." He really didn't feel like answering it right now. But as soon as he saw Kakashi's name on the screen, he takes the call and puts it to his ear. "Are you calling me about the shooting again?" The last time the rear-admiral had called, it was about that evening in the nightclub. "I already told you everything that I know, Sir."

"Well that and this invitation I got to the upcoming State Dinner?" Kakashi was honestly perplexed by that.

Right…there was that. Sasuke should have seen that question coming. "Well, you do remember talking to the President when you reassigned us…I just mentioned to him that maybe he and the other politicians would want to meet our commanding officer in person." Because if Sasuke had to suffer through the dinner with his family, then he would do his best to drag Kakashi into this as well.

He chuckles and shakes his head. "This is just your excuse to get me in a suit, isn't it?" Well that was frankly a relief.

"Maybe. But I'm sure that we'll all have a whale of a time." Thank heavens for code. Sasuke didn't know where his team would be without it. After all, they were heading into a dangerous situation.

"Oh. I see...well I'll put on my dancing shoes then." Prepare for battle!

Sasuke smirks. "Then I'll see you on the dance floor. And maybe later, the team can take you out for a fishing trip." A meeting for an information drop, and then to a secure location for planning and the sharing of classified information.

Kakashi nods at the phone. "Sounds perfect. Give everyone my best." Oh boy. This was going to be one Hell of a party.

Sasuke hangs up the call, glaring slightly at his phone. It seemed like he just couldn't give Kakashi much in terms of good news. Frankly, no news was a hundred times better than whatever news he could report. "Well…talking to Kakashi is always interesting."

"I imagine so." Hinata smiles at him. "I hear he can be quite the character."

"Understatement." Sasuke frowns. "Wait…what exactly have you heard about him?" He didn't mention Kakashi very much, and not usually to Hinata. "I mean, it's probably mostly true, but be careful about believing what you hear."

He looked so wary, that it made the bluenette want to laugh. "Your father might have mentioned him in passing." Which was true, but she didn't want to bring up exactly what the Uchiha Patriarch had said.

"Of course he did…" Sasuke groans quietly. "Father's met Kakashi a few times. My commander…knows how to make an impression on people." And as Fugaku had been in the generation of SEALs before Kakashi had joined, they knew each other in passing at first, but now, if something happened to a naval officer in California, Kakashi would call up the director and there'd usually be some dark stuff involved. "And you DON'T want to tell me what he said, is that right?"

"That's right." Hinata blushes slightly as she looks at her feet. "Let's put it in the You Classified Category." She shakes her head determinedly. "You don't want to know what he told me."

"Excuse me?" Sasuke raises an eyebrow. Just what the hell had his father said to her? "Okay, now I REALLY want to know." He wasn't a cat, this was not curiosity that would kill him. But seriously, just what was it that had her blushing like that?

No. Hinata was pretty damn sure that he didn't want to know. "It doesn't matter." She shakes her head. "I shouldn't have said anything."

Pouting a little, not that he would ever call it that, Sasuke picks Hinata up, carrying her to her bed. "Such a naughty girl, getting me all curious and then shutting me down." He drops her onto the blankets, smirking as he hovers over her. "You're not going to be able to get away with that forever, you know."

"I think i might be able to." She smiles up at him and caresses his cheek. "You're a soldier. You understand about classified information."

"Oh…I do." He presses a kiss to her lips, chuckling at her supposed innocence. "I suppose that instead of prying into classified information, I can think of a few other things to do." His lips move to her neck, the tip of his tongue brushing against her skin. "I'll just have to wait until you give me enough clearance to hear all of the things that go on in your head."

She sighs in pleasure at the necking. "Well you have enough clearance to know that I like it when you do that." Not as much as when he did another thing with his tongue, but she still liked it a lot.

"Hn." Of course she did. Sasuke wasn't some high school kid, fumbling around with their first girlfriend. "So, do you have any further orders for your SEAL?"

"Well I have a lot of orders that I want to give my SEAL." Though she wasn't sure if she should. "I"m just not sure, if he wants to...perform that many tricks."

With a quirk of his lips, Sasuke's smirk grows even more wicked. "Try me."