CCNote: Do you wanna know how ridiculous Japan can be? There is a massive typhoon hurtling towards our area so the kids don't have to come to school. Train lines in some areas are down. Buses are likely to stop running. However, I'm still expected to be at work and do literally nothing. Today was supposed to be my first day of classes for the new semester too but whatever.

In regards to Naruto and Sakura, I think "sumire . syrup" explains the angle I'm going for so go check out their review for the last chapter if you're curious!

Here's a longer chapter cuz ya know I'm just getting paid to sit on my ass. Don't forget to REVIEW!

Jealous

When Sasuke had rejected the budding plot of them to go out for the evening, Hinata was sure that they would listen. The Uchiha didn't look happy about the prospect of spending time together, that much was clear. Unfortunately, his refusal had fallen on deaf ears.

Naruto had called him a 'Sakura hog' and Sakura promised that they wouldn't stay out late.

Hinata wanted to stand by Sasuke's decision but Naruto looked so happy to spend time with his teammates. She didn't want to disappoint him. So she silently went along with their plan and tried to keep up with their private world.

They fed off of one another's energy. Instead of losing herself in Naruto's light, Sakura was more than capable of handling her own. Not once did she ever look like she was drowning. She handled his compliments as if they were nothing and was quick to snap when he got out of line.

He didn't eat all the beef on the grill. Sakura punched him when he tried.

When he put his chopsticks up his nose to amuse children in a neighboring booth. Her frown of disapproval had been enough to make him remove them.

She was able to keep the hordes of well-wishers and autograph seekers at bay. No one would dare ask Naruto for a favor or engage in a pointless chat with Tsunade's disciple next to him.

She was able to talk to Naruto without missing a beat. Their conversation was filled with inside jokes and nuances that she could never hope to be privy to.

When he moved so did she. When she smiled he did too. Two bright stars unconsciously orbiting one another.

Hinata frowned as she watched the two of them engage in a sake chugging match, her feelings of being a third wheel growing with each second that passed. She shouldn't feel this way.

"I'm pretty good at this aren't I Hina-chan?" Naruto slurred as he slammed his empty sake saucer.

His hand snaked under the table to her knee as he leaned over and kissed her cheek. Hinata nodded, her entire face turning red at his public affection, and gently pushed his hand off of her knee.

"I demand a rematch!" Sakura declared, reaching for the half-empty sake bottle and refilling all of the saucers at the table. "Do *hic* do you want any Hinata?"

"No." Hinata rejected softly though Sakura was already filling up a cup for her. "I…I need some air."

Naruto's brows scrunched together at her excuse, a bit of sobriety entering his gaze.

"Hinata…are you alright?" he asked and Hinata gave him a small smile.

"I'm fine. I'll be back soon."

She left before he could say anything more, making a beeline towards the front doors of the restaurant. Once outside, the cold air of the night hit her face a. It was a stark contrast to the stuffy restaurant that she'd just left. She took a deep breath, filling her lungs as deeply as possible only to find herself choking when a cloud of smoke tainted the air.

"Finally had enough?" Sasuke asked as she nearly coughed up a lung from his second-hand smoke.

She glared at him but he simply smirked and tapped out the excess ash of his cigarette.

"I'm not the one you should be glaring at."

Her glare faltered a bit as she joined the Uchiha to lean against the brick wall of the restaurant. Silently, they watched people stumble out with arms around each other and bellies full. The laughter of the patrons wafted out onto the street each time the door opened. One of those laughs was Naruto's and hearing it made her heart clench.

She'd never been able to make him laugh like that…

"Whatever you're thinking just stop it." Sasuke growled. Lazily he tossed the butt of his cigarette on the ground and stomped it out with his foot. "Naruto and Sakura have always been like this. They are the kind of people that can't sit with their own thoughts and can't take 'no' for an answer. If you want to stay sane just accept it."

"But-" she started but the words she wanted to say caught in her throat.

If she gave voice to her insecurities they might turn out to be true. Why wasn't he as uncomfortable with this as she was? Sakura was his girlfriend after all. Team Seven was too strange.

"Look." Sasuke huffed as he pushed himself off of the wall to move closer to her. "I'm not your therapist. Instead of crying to me go in there and tell your idiot fiancé that you want to go."

Hinata felt her face flush at Sasuke's insult. Naruto was not an idiot! She hadn't had much to drink. She had to watch out for Naruto's consumption but the little that she did have made her feel a bit bolder. Plus she was beyond irritated that her day out with Naruto had been ruined.

"Why don't you go sit with your girlfriend instead of smoking outside."

Sakura wouldn't be so occupied with Naruto if Sasuke was around dammit! The Uchiha smirked and took a step closer to her.

"So you can get jealous." He said and Hinata crossed her arms over her chest defiantly.

She most certainly wasn't jealous. Naruto loved her. At the end of the day she had his ring on her finger. His promise to stay by her side forever.

"I'm not jealous." She said though she didn't sound as confident as she wished.

"Hn."

"I'm not."

His smug expression made her blood boil. That knowing smirk of his was the most irritating thing about him! Frowning, she pushed herself off of the wall and moved away from him. Out of jealousy or anger, it didn't matter, she just wanted to go home. Sasuke followed her back into the restaurant with his hands shoved into his pockets and that terrible smirk of his still on his face. It didn't take them long to reach the back of the restaurant where their booth was, however the sight they were greeted with further soured their moods.

The meat on the grill had burned to unrecognizable rocks. Some of the empty sake bottles were toppled over and a few had rolled off the table to meet a shattered end. Sakura slept face down with her head in her arms on the sticky table while Naruto snored next to her. Both of them blissfully unaware of the damage that they'd wrought upon the booth. Hinata felt her own mouth fall open slightly, lost as to what they should do while Sasuke pinched the bridge of his nose.

"You have got to be fucking kidding me."