Hello there. I know you guys are probably rolling your eyes like this bitch again? and yes as shameless as it sounds it's me again. I'm fucking sorry I did not update this soon enough. I posted another story and that's like not updated as well. What great fucking time management.

Anyways I was booked because guess what the biggest publishers in our state just approached me for a book. ARE YOU KIDDING ME? NO I AM ABSOLUTELY NOT. I've been working on it as well and my studies, the finals aren't even couple of months ahead. No promises but I'll update as soon as I get chance. If anyone wants to know more about me literally just me or anything else then feel free to PM. I've actually been free writing phrases and stuff and i need suggetion where to post them or if anyone will be enthusiatic enough to read them and review. That would be a great hep and ah yes I'm insecure.

About the chapter well this is a short update and that means bigger shit has been piled up further. This one is a trigger warning. Heheheheheheh *evil laughter*

CHAPTER 6:KISSES & CHARCOALS THAT BURN THROAT

'fuck my life' she grunted, muffled voices resonating with her throbbing head. They woke up at crack of dawn, bestowed by the sun's cursed rays. Sasuke was quick on feet, he collected the empty alcohol bottles, threw them while Hinata was rolling over in different postures, scowling, cursing the very existence. Apparently yesterday they ended up sleeping together yet again. They were latched up in weird positions she was sure, she could smell sasuke very vividly despite the garden circling her house.

"Are the kids awake? " Wobbling on her feet. She wrenched of alcohol, sweat and Sasuke; all of it made a lot of things for stuff she was sure didn't happen Or shouldn't happen.

"No." He wasn't sure whether he should throw an opened but not emptied bottle of liquor, there was a chance it might have gone bad but well he's poison resistant.

"Throw it, smells funny. " Hinata rolled her eyes as he surveyed the Uchiha wondering whether to poison himself. She piped in, gathering whatever was left. It wasn't even morning properly, the moon was hiding somewhere around, she knew it was yet to go.

Once the cleaning was done she scurried to washroom for a quick shower. Sasuke assured he'll throw the bottles safely, if someone was to find the amount of bottles getting thrown out of The Lady's house who was well mannered; carved to be decorated beside the goody two shoes Hokage chaos would be unlocked. She ignored her imaginary power, threw clothes over the basket and turned on the water. Her head was aching, she was hungover.

The savings will be up soon, I can't ask the Hyugas to help me and honestly will cut myself before I go begging the hokage to pay the bills. The only way left is by working and the only skill I've is being a shinobi that too I might be rusted. I trained time to time, sometimes to keep the Hamura chakra flowing smoothly but if she were to get strangled there's a huge chance she'll be overwhelmed. Her byakugan is powerful yes, with the strict rules gone from Hyuga household there'll be seldom any extremely skilled fighter which is justifiable since this era is supposed to be ridiculed by peace. But she knows, Sasuke works hard to keep demons at bay, the system won't reject powerful people. The Hamura chakra has multiplied her powers but she was mostly prohibited to use it, she fought with Hanabi once it was a matter of mere seconds; Hanabi was thrashed. She complained that it was the Hamura power that gave her insane sensitivity and tenacity, somewhere Hinata agreed the Hamura chakra did give her a few things, first was the guts to beat her little sister. Tenacity and stuff were secondary.

*clank clank*

*clank clank clankkk*

"Oh my gawd what the fuck! " Hinata scrambled for towel as she spotted a thick, fat frog who must the hokage's personal messenger on the window looking at her with perverse intensity. "Get out! "

"I'm already out. " He croaked. "Well our boy has called you. Let's go! "

"No." She hissed. "I'll go. "She shooed them, it was disgusting. She never liked frogs only adjusted to them because her husband had a sanctuary of it, she loved her husband and as a obligation took her duties to love them as well. All these obligations are dissipating.

She sighed, nothing seemed to be under her anymore, everything felt like it was slipping from her fingertips. There was barely anything she could do. 'It's a rough age to think about such things.'

"What a lovely view, ah! " Hinata mumbled to herself as she soaked in the view that actually disturbed her innards, her kitchen looked like it was visited by avalanche. The kids up front eating cereal assured her that all this damage was up to no good. She groaned, irritated by the amount of work that needs to be done, by her especially.

"Never ever enter my kitchen ever again, sasuke! " She hissed trudging through the islands. She lifted her hands to grab a rubber band from the nearby table and tied her jagged, not so short hair.

Grabbing a tomato and biting into it he blissfully enjoyed his 'meal'. He did try to help it's the thought that matters. How in the dimensions was he supposed to know that children loved sugar dipped nonsense instead of cook or attempted to cook food? He was standing in the kitchen doing nothing but irking her already doomed existence.

"Naruto called. " She cautiously looked around heaving air in relief as the kids were busy in their own world. This world is a bitter place for kids.

"When? " He leaned in front of her, his only arm resting on the island.

"Now. " She kept the spilled fruits back at their basket. "He made a voyeur frog to deliver his orders- I'm not going. "

"Little miss is going against her beloved husband. I wonder. " His syllabes of I were unnecessarily stretched and she felt an urge to pull out that tongue and grill it on the pan she was currently washing.

"When are you leaving? " Her face contorted into seriousness of such.

"A week or so. " He shrugged. There was no such time limit that he can stay or cannot. It was his wish really, the crimes would continue even if he sat in the middle of den. He was perceived enough he only aided a percent and a favor to this rotten place. Now that his daughter was here with him he could pause and all. Plus he had his own shit to deal with.

She took a deep breath. Things could work out they had a week's time.

She wiped her hands tugging them in her hair roots no fucking way she could be functional with this kind of hangover. The smell of cereals splayed across the kitchen counter where triggering vomit sensors and really all she wanted was to vomit and die.

"Are you dying hyuga? " Sasuke smirked. Not everyone was an alcoholic like him, he could be drink a pub and still start a war the next day.

"Are you stupid uchiha? " She hissed aware at the nagging sword in her brain. It really hurt, everything. Her head, stomach, heart. 'Ugh' her grunts were becoming apparent as she held her stomach. It suddenly started paining too much.

Her hands clutched her stomach nails digging in her clothes. She couldn't figure out what was happening, things seemed to spin around her. She got flashbacks and a non stop repeat of scenarios where her husband was lovingly kissing her, touching her and not anymore. His hands slide from hers to another kissing the other woman. It wasn't the feeling of cheating, it was the feeling of embarrassment, the overwhelming flood of abandonment blowing everywhere.

She didn't knew what was more suffocating, the meagre air that seemed to have it's domain only over a reach of container or the hot burning humidity. She began panting, images of naruto's big rough hands clasped her throat squeezing them of remaining air. She slammed her fingers on the a table nearby, she couldn't exactly recollect where she was. It seemed a forsaken place, she was beat her kids were not with her anymore. Her lips began bleeding whether it was her own biting or someone else she didn't seem to notice. It hurt a lot, like someone pushed down hot melted charcoal in her mouth and poured petroleum over it.

"Hinata! " There was another jerk. A jerk that made her cough, the charcoal were descending down her throat, the esophagus that wildly burned with acid. The saliva for aid worked like kerosene in a hot burning funeral flames. She hated it, it left dirty hand marks everywhere on her body.

Her brain resonated thoughts of naruto raping her, tearing apart her clothes thrashing her over their kitchen counter and violating her in every heinous way possible. She saw around her kids saw with horrific face what their father did to their mother.

The kids...

Their faces...

That expression...

THE KIDS

THEIR FACES

THAT EXPRESSION

THEY SAW HOW SHE GOT RAPED. SHE CHOKED ON HER SOBS. THRASHING HER LIMBS AROUND WILDLY.

"Hinata look at me. " And she did somehow and saw a paler face much closer to hers. She saw it too much closer and then felt lips on hers.

Lips on hers, the air, the coolness...

It wasn't a sigh later that rough images of naruto forcing himself on her rushed into her memories and she started revulsing again. Pushing anyone around her. Flapping her arms in front of her sobbing as if her soul had a drop of dignity left.

"Look at me hinata. " SHE COULDN'T. ALL SHE SAW WHERE THE BLUE EYES AND THEIR ACCUSATORY MARKS ALL OVER HER. THE WAY NASTY HANDS MOVED ALL OVER BODY THE WAY IT SKIMMED HER THE WAY SHE SCREAMED FRO HELP AS HE SLAPPED HER.

She felt air leaving her lungs again and fresh warm breeze fill through.

It was a push, a hard compression to her chest that seemed to knock everything.

She saw then orbs, red orbs. Swirling like marbles left upon ceramic plates.

It clinked, the nuisance suppressed her own nerves. It was red, black, swirl of it and then none of it.

The marbles fell together again, her eyes we're hypnotised by the rhythm it fell. They collided and she saw in very gradual motion what happened.

There was a blockage to her vision. She saw him, it seemed familiar. His lips were still on hers and she felt oddly naked, oddly freed.

"Kami woman. " A soft groan. Her brain gathered pieces of puzzles of his face.

"Sasuke." Her lips trembled as she whispered. She fell into a clump of sobs and he held her. His head on top of hers. His only working hand caressed her back. "He... He touched me. " Hiccups broke her sentences and there was barely mention of any evidence. "In front of kids... In front of them... " She clutched his clothes to her inner soul. "I saw their faces... Sasuke... I saw it. " She scribbled on him wreckage of tears took over. "They hate me... The kids... They were disgusted from me... I feel dirty. I... " She succumbed into herself. An attempt to curl into herselves as she was used to do on the hallway. "I... Feel violated. I want to burn this skin.. "

Naruto rubbed his temples as a devastated Sakura lay in his arms. She clung to him like a leech to a healthy body. In her hands were divorce paper that were tucked in her office table. She came her sobbing and collapsed on him.

"Naruto...I can't believe. After all this years... This mindless devotion and patience this is what I get! " She sobbed again. "He didn't even meet me. He didn't even say it to my face. "

"Sakura-chan... " He coddled her. This was getting ridiculous everyday. He felt anger wash over him as he saw Sakura's tear wasted on a guy far too gone. He remembered a raven that led a message from Sasuke to him. It read,

'I'm not taking any missions for a while. Sent any and it shall be left unattended.

- Sasuke U. '

Ge grit his teeth thinking about the things he must be doing with HIS WIFE. He sensed their chakra together too much. He wanted to slap either of them but couldn't, Hinata was his wife. She deserved kisses for loving him so much. He is his home that he will return soon. He held on hope that his home was an apology away. He would hate to return to a home tainted the Sasuke bastard. He held sakura closer a string in his heart wishing maybe he could hold hinata like this, she would break like a stack of cards but not sakura. Sakura was strong.

"It's okay Sakura-chan. " He lifted her chin and kissed her. Feathery light kisses everywhere on her face. "I'm here. Ain't I? "

"Oh naruto!" She moaned his name. He held her close as he administered his fingers into her bare body. "Hmmpphhhh- not here naruto... " She insisted and he teleported them to her house.

They did every obscene thing they had left to do. It was morning after and beside him lay a very satisfied sakura. Her disheveled hair and bite marks if suggested anything better. Naruto got up, put on his boxers and left the bedroom. He needed water and some time alone. He had been feeling a bizzare feeling that someone was watching him, like eyes of hawk on fish before snatching their life in an instance. The hairs of his neck stood up in terror. He washed his face, rubbing his palm into his face. 'What was he even doing? '

He sighed as he drank water from a pot nearby and found an envelope. He knew this envelope, it was from his ANBU. Making sure sakura was still asleep he opened the envelope. It was a moment, a mere moment of silence before his eyes went bleeding red, his ears becoming pointy and his canines sharpening themselves. The enormous satanic flare must have woken up all tbe elites if not caused horror amoung the citizens.

The envelope had pictures of Sasuke and hinata frantically kissing,an almost naked hinata holding onto sasuke and a picture of Sasuke carrying bare clothed Hinata to their bedroom.

There don't look at me like that, I told you before this one was supposed to be a short one. Anywho read and review! You never know when i drop a new chapter for y'all.