Dreamcatcher
By Airyo
An Absurd Proposal - 6
Hinata was not pleased to see Itachi waiting for her at his usual spot.
"Good morning, Itachi-sama."
"Good morning, Hinata-sama."
Again, he fell into step with her.
"Are you free tonight?" he asked after a few moments of silence. Hinata pursed her lips.
"My father didn't inform you already?" she countered. Her tone was mostly polite, but she could not bring herself to look at him. Last night, Hiashi had simply informed her that she will accept, without so much of an explanation why she had to suffer more for something she already hated about herself.
"I am not a patient man when my patience is unwarranted," Itachi informed her matter-of-factly. "I asked you first."
"That you did," Hinata agreed.
Itachi let her mull over her thoughts as they walked. Hinata fiddled with the scroll in her hands. Hiashi had told her in no uncertain terms that she will help Itachi in this, though her father never saw fit to provide an answer why. But if her clan head approved what she saw an a slimy attempt to infiltrate the Hyuuga, Hinata really couldn't find much logic to support any other choice. In her eyes, it all came down to clan politics. Since Hiashi condoned it, she would actually be improving the relationship between the esteemed Uchiha and Hyuuga clans.
She would be stupid not to do it. Even if the process would ruin her life as she knew it.
"I have no obligations after 7pm," she finally said.
"Good. We will meet in the Training Area 4 then. That is a private Uchiha lot and I reserved it so our agreement will not be discovered. Do you know where it is located?"
Hinata nodded. "I know the layout of the training fields."
"Until then, Hinata-sama."
"Have a good day," she whispered to the swirl of leaves he left beside her.
That was rather considerate of him to find a place that was secluded - clearly, he was aware of how the rest of the village might react to their little agreement. Though was hardly enough to assuage the insult of going behind her back to Hiashi.
Still, Hinata hugged herself, wondering what the hell she'd just done.
Had she just agreed to meet Uchiha Itachi at night, alone, in an isolated place where no one else could see or hear her? So he could delve into the crevices of her mind?
Oh my.
Despite her best efforts to keep her thoughts clean, Hinata turned a deep, broiled-lobster red.
AN: A minor pet-peeve of mine is inaccurate metaphors. Of course, this is wildly hypocritical of me, but shhh. For example, if Hinata had turned a lobster red instead of a broiled-lobster red...she'd be blackish-blue rather than red. Not a cute color for her complexion.