Thank you all for reviewing, and a special dedication to dear I-Love-Trunk-1 for her unwavering support. Also thanks to NOVID, I'm glad the story helps you distress, it is why I'm staying up and spending many hours writing, hoping that it would please someone as other stories did to me.

Recently I discovered that my MBTI is INTJ, guess who else is an INTJ? My favorite male character Sasu. No wonder I feel I understand him so much.

I heard that in korea MBTI is an oppression, that they put it in ther resume. Do you already know what is yours?

Let's continue enjoying the journey together!

She searched for him one night, unable to leave their conversation unfinished, especially concerning the topic of killing his brother.

"Sasuke-kun, can we talk?" Hinata called out to him softly.

"Hm, just... just stay... away," he whispered, his irritation evident.

"Okay," she replied, understanding the necessity of keeping their distance. They had learned that any touch or proximity between them would only ignite their insatiable desires.

She sat down at a distance from him, noticing that he had his own campfire prepared.

"What do you want to talk about?" he asked, his voice guarded.

"Your brother," she replied, her tone filled with a mix of curiosity and concern. "Do you really have to kill him? Is there no way to find forgiveness in your heart?"

She understood his burning desire for revenge, but she couldn't shake off the unease that lingered within her. She couldn't help but think of her own sister, Hanabi, whom she cherished deeply. Hinata had willingly sacrificed her position as the clan's heiress to protect Hanabi during their combat for that very position.

"Sasuke-kun," she continued, her voice tinged with genuine worry. "I understand your need to avenge your family and clan, but I don't believe that killing your brother is the right path. Revenge will only perpetuate more pain and suffering."

Sasuke looked at her, his expression inscrutable. He knew deep down that she was right, just as he had heard similar sentiments from Kakashi many years ago. However, he couldn't easily shed the anger and hatred that consumed him when it came to his brother. "I have to avenge my family and clan. I need to bring an end to this."

Hinata gazed at him, her heart heavy with a profound sadness. She understood that convincing him to relinquish his thirst for revenge was a near-impossible task. Yet, she also knew that she couldn't abandon him on this treacherous path.

...

They walked together towards the northern hideout where Jugo was supposed to be imprisoned. Every night, Hinata would make her way to Sasuke's camp, once Karin and Suigetsu had fallen asleep. She longes to talk to him, to be near him, and being able to visit him in the night was the only solace she had.

The daytime avoidance was becoming increasingly unbearable for her. She understood why he kept his distance during the day, not wanting to succumb to their desires. She didn't want to burden him either. But the nightly visits seemed to be an exception, something they both silently agreed upon.

For an hour or two, they would talk, pouring their hearts out to each other, before Hinata would quietly retreat back to her bed beside the others.

Sasuke shared his experiences in Orochimaru's hideouts, his determination to exact revenge on his brother, Itachi, and his desperate desire to break free from Orochimaru's clutches. He knew that he needed to become the strongest to achieve his goals, so he devised a plan to use Orochimaru to his advantage.

He made Orochimaru believe that he was willing to surrender his body in exchange for the power to kill Itachi. Playing on Orochimaru's desire to obtain his powerful Sharingan, Sasuke deceived him.

Using this opportunity, Sasuke delved into Orochimaru's knowledge and techniques, learning everything he could about ninjutsu and other formidable abilities. He knew that Orochimaru would seize the opportunity to take his body, and he was prepared for it.

In the end, Sasuke's plan was successful. He was able to escape from Orochimaru's grasp. He was able to use Orochimaru's knowledge and techniques to become the strongest, and to be able to face not only Orochimaru but anyone who stood in his way. He was able to turn the tables on Orochimaru and use him to his advantage, proving that he was the one in control all along.

As Sasuke shared his victories and accomplishments with Hinata, her desires intensified. She knew of Sasuke's strength, but hearing about his powers and witnessing his determination ignited an insatiable desire within her. It was a feeling she couldn't fully explain.

Sometimes as she visits, she tells him about her brother Neji and sister Hanabi. Sasuke would listen to her patiently, feeling nostalgia with some of her stories. Though he maintained a physical distance between them, the allure of her sweet scent was faintly wafting. He felt it more powerful sometimes and he understood that she desired him, but he couldn't allow himself to succumb to those desires.

One night Hinata and Sasuke sat from a distance, Hinata was lost in thought, staring into the flames. Sasuke noticed her distant expression and asked her what was on her mind.

"I was just thinking about my sister, Hanabi," Hinata spoke softly, her voice brimming with emotion. "My mother passed away after she was born, and I made a promise to myself that I would always protect her. I love her so deeply, and the mere thought of losing her is unbearable. Hanabi is my everything," she confessed, her voice quivering with love and concern.

Sasuke looked at her, his eyes reflecting a profound pain. He had been closed off for so long, unsure of how to open up to her. Yet, he knew deep down that Hinata genuinely cared for him, understanding his own anguish. In her presence, he found a sense of solace, knowing that she was there for him.

After a prolonged silence, Sasuke's gaze shifted towards the night sky. "My brother, Itachi, was everything to me," he began, his voice laced with a mix of longing and sorrow. "He was my mentor, my protector, my best friend."

Hinata was taken aback by his sudden openness, and tears welled up in her eyes as she witnessed the pain etched in Sasuke's eyes.

"He used to take care of me when we were children, during times when our parents were preoccupied with clan duties. He would cook lavish meals just to make me happy. If I wanted to sleep under the stars, he would drag out our futon so we could gaze at the night sky together. He listened to me and took me along with him wherever he went."

Hinata looked at Sasuke with a tender smile, her eyes brimming with affection and understanding. "He sounds like a wonderful person."

"He was, until..." Sasuke's voice trailed off, and he averted his gaze, unable to finish his sentence. The pain and complexity of his relationship with Itachi weighed heavily on his heart.

Hinata looked at Sasuke with a gentle smile, her eyes glistening with full attention.

"Then he joined the ANBU, and my father was so proud of him. I didn't get to see him often during that time, and I missed our moments together. He would promise me over and over that he would train me and spend time with me. But he was always occupied with his missions."

Hinata wanted to encourage him to open up further, to share his burdens with her. "I have a brother too, though he's actually my cousin but like a brother to me."

"Your cousin, Neji?" Sasuke inquired, recalling the young Hyuga prodigy.

"Hai," Hinata confirmed. "He used to train me when we were children. He was incredibly strong, even though he wasn't from the main family, Neji-neesan learned our forbidden jutsu simply by observing it. My father secretly held a deep fondness for him, he treated neesan like his own son and even made him join the main house, mainly out of guilt. You've probably heard about the story of my uncle replacing his twin brother, my father."

Sasuke nodded in understanding, acknowledging his awareness of the complicated dynamics within the Hyuga clan.

Hinata continued, her voice trembling slightly. "After you left injured during the Chunin Exams, I had a match against Neji-neesan. It was my unfortunate luck. I found myself grappling with conflicting emotions. How could I fight against him? How could I bring harm to someone so dear to me? But to him, I wasn't as significant. He resented his fate as a member of the branch family, controlled by the main house through the Caged Bird Seal. He poured his frustrations and anger into our battle, and he nearly killed me. It took the intervention of five jounin and sensei's to stop him. I spent months in the hospital and then retreated to my home."

Sasuke listened attentively, his expression unreadable but his eyes focusing on her eyes and mouth reading her emotions.

Hinata continued, her voice growing softer. "Neji-neesan felt consumed by guilt and came to apologise to me in my room. But in that moment, something unexpected happened, as it had… happened between us the first time… but he attacked me. I couldn't comprehend what he wanted from me back then, I didn't understand the turmoil he was going through or what would unfold between us… I was shocked and could only plead with him to stop because he was hurting me and... exposing me. Trembling and in pain, when he didn't stop, I screamed loudly. Father and Ko-san, my caregiver, arrived and found us in that state. Neji-neesan was forbidden from entering the main house. Father sent him back to his old home and called for Shizune-san to conduct tests on me. Afterward, I was confined to my room. Only Ko-san and my sister Hanabi were allowed to visit me."

"Why did it take you so long to escape?" Sasuke asked, his voice filled with curiosity.

Hinata took a deep breath, gathering her thoughts. "I was scared of what would happen to me if I attempted to escape," she admitted. "But then I learned from Ko-san that Naruto-kun wasn't in the village. Around the same time, noble suitors were visiting, intending to meet me and discuss potential marriages. The wedding ceremonies were already being prepared. I didn't want to cause trouble for my family or anyone else. It took me a long time to gather the courage to escape, but eventually, I did. Amidst the chaos of welcoming the noble suitors, I found an opportunity to flee. Hanabi helped me as well. She couldn't bear to see me sad any longer. She knew that my father would likely find out what she had done and punish her, but my happiness was more important to her."

Sasuke's gaze softened as he listened to her story, understanding the difficult circumstances she had faced.

"Are you sure you'll be happy with Naruto?" Sasuke questioned, his words tinged with uncertainty.

Hinata's features shifted, her expression turning to confusion. "I... I don't know," she replied honestly, her voice filled with mixed emotions.

"Wouldn't it be better if you married one of the nobles?" Sasuke's words had caught her off guard.

A hint of frustration crossed Hinata's face. "I can never marry someone I don't love," Hinata responded quickly, determination seeping into her voice.

"So you want to marry Naruto?" Sasuke pressed, his tone laced with a mix of curiosity and his usual coldness.

Hinata didn't immediately respond, feeling a sense of embarrassment wash over her. Wasn't it obvious? Why was he putting her on the spot? In truth, she had even become confused about her own feelings.

Sasuke's question brought her own doubts and confusion to the surface. She realized that for a significant amount of time, she hadn't been preoccupied with thoughts of Naruto or her feelings for him. Instead, her mind had been consumed by the new adventure she embarked upon and the complex dynamics that had unfolded between her and Sasuke. In truth, her thoughts primarily revolved around Sasuke—what he was doing, what he was thinking, and most importantly, how he felt about her. He had become such a significant presence in her life that, little by little, she found herself forgetting that her initial goal was to find Naruto and confess her feelings to him.

Hinata hesitated, unsure of how to answer Sasuke's question. Her emotions had become tangled, and she wasn't certain of what she truly wanted anymore.

Meanwhile, Karin woke up and noticed Hinata's absence from her bed. Instinctively, she tracked Hinata's chakra and discovered her sitting with Sasuke by the fire. Confusion and concern stirred within her. Why was Hinata spending her precious sleeping hours with Sasuke? She is not interested in him, isn't she? After all, Hinata was supposed to be interested in someone else—Naruto. Curiosity getting the better of her, Karin approached them cautiously, listening in on their conversation. As she heard Hinata's locked-in story, She was relieved to hear that they were simply engaged in conversation, but a lingering unease continued to gnaw at her. Sasuke was hers, and she vowed to fiercely protect her claim on him, prepared to confront any girl who dared to set her sights on him.

The following day, Karin claiming she wasn't sleepy and decided to go for a walk. Unbeknownst to Hinata, Karin had her own plans in mind. She wanted to be the one by Sasuke's side, joining him by the fire.

Hinata, unaware of Karin's intentions, checked on Sasuke using her Byakugan and was taken aback to see Karin by his side. A tightness formed in her chest, a mix of jealousy and confusion washing over her. A flood of questions and doubts flooded Hinata's mind. Was Karin attempting to seduce Sasuke? Did she know about Hinata's nightly encounters with Sasuke? And the most unsettling thought of all: Was Sasuke interested in Karin as well?

Uncertainty and a tinge of jealousy gnawed at Hinata's heart, threatening to unravel the delicate balance they had established between them. The dynamics of their evolving relationships were becoming increasingly complex, leaving them all to navigate uncharted territory fraught with unspoken desires and hidden intentions.

…

"Karin, what do you want?" Sasuke's voice held irritation as he questioned her presence.

Removing her glasses, Karin settled down next to Sasuke, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "I thought I would keep you company tonight," she suggested, her tone suggestive.

"I need to sleep, good night," Sasuke replied curtly, clearly not interested in Karin's advances.

Undeterred, Karin persisted, trying to entice him further. "Let me warm your bed," she proposed, her intentions obvious.

Sasuke's annoyance grew, and he firmly rejected her advances. "I prefer it chilled. Go back to sleep," he responded, attempting to dismiss her.

Ignoring his rejection, Karin pressed on, insinuating a more intimate connection. "We could spend the night together, Sasuke. Aren't you feeling lonely?" she teased, her hand reaching out to touch his thigh.

Annoyed and with a firm resolve, Sasuke snapped at her, "Don't touch me. Go back to bed, Karin, and don't ever visit me at night."

Frustrated and angry, Karin rose from her spot and returned to the main campfire, her disappointment palpable.

Hinata tried to find solace in sleep, hoping to calm her agitated and restless mind. Yet, with Karin's return, muttering in frustration, she was able to relax, relief washing over her.

Meanwhile, Sasuke patiently waited for his beloved visitor, eagerly anticipating her company. But as the hours passed and she didn't appear, he eventually gave up and settled into his bed, drifting off to sleep with a sense of disappointment.

A couple of days passed, and Hinata refrained from visiting Sasuke during the nights, fearing Karin's potential anger if she discovered their secret conversations. Doubt and worry plagued her thoughts, causing her to keep her distance.

Sasuke couldn't comprehend why Hinata had stopped visiting him. Curiosity and longing mingled within him, wondering why Hinata had ceased their nightly chats. One day, while Hinata left the others to gather sticks for the fire, Sasuke saw an opportunity. He cautiously approached from a safe distance, yearning to talk to her alone, to understand why she had distanced herself.

"Why didn't you visit anymore?" Sasuke questioned, his voice tinged with a mix of curiosity and frustration.

Hinata, quaked a little in surprise, "Sasuke-kun, you scared me."

"You are such a bad ninja!" He condemned.

Frowning, Hinata looked down, her thoughts swirling in confusion.

Mentally berating himself for his previous words, Sasuke realizing that his harsh tone had only worsened her doubts about her own abilities.

Sensing her vulnerability, Sasuke attempted to clarify his statement. "I know I can cancel my chakra perfectly, but as a Hyuga, you should be aware of everything."

Blushing, Hinata met his gaze, the intensity of his eyes causing her heart to race. He wanted to kiss her so badly, and the desire was palpable in the air.

Her voice quivered slightly as she spoke, "I... I think Karin-san is aware that I visit you every night."

Sasuke's response was nonchalant, "So what?"

Stammering, Hinata continued, "I know she likes you, and I don't want to upset her."

A tinge of frustration flickered across Sasuke's features. "But I don't like her. I lik..." He trailed off abruptly, leaving Hinata confused by his unfinished sentence.

"What?" She looked at him, her expression filled with a mixture of anticipation and confusion, waiting for him to clarify his words.

But before his tongue slip again, he commanded, "Nothing. I'll wait for you tonight. Don't be late."

Her breath hitched, and a surge of wetness pooled between her thighs. She can't refuse him anything, Sasuke had that power over her, a power that she couldn't resist, and deep down, she relished in it. Pleasing him, seeing him satisfied with her, brought her an indescribable joy. She couldn't explain it herself. Nodding in agreement, Hinata left, her heart racing with excitement and a hint of trepidation at the thought of being with Sasuke tonight.

During dinner, Sasuke informed them that they would be entering a small town the next day to gather supplies. Once Karin and Suigetsu had fallen asleep, Hinata made her way to Sasuke's camp, where he awaited her arrival. A smirk played on his lips as he observed her.

"As you know, we're approaching a small town. Do you need anything?" he inquired.

Shaking her head, Hinata replied, "No, Sasuke-kun, I'm fine. Maybe just some spices for cooking," Hinata replied softly. "That's all."

"That's all?" Sasuke repeated, a note of surprise in his voice.

Hinata hesitated for a moment before responding, "Yes, I can find everything else in the wilderness."

"You are easy to please, Hinata!"

Hinata frowned slightly, "No, I'm a burden to my family, and now to you."

A flicker of annoyance crossed Sasuke's face, and he quickly reassured her, "You are never a burden to me."

Her eyes softened, touched by his words. "I know you don't need me to find your brother. Karin-san has sensory chakra, and Jugo-san has tracking and animal communication abilities. They both could track Itachi-san. Why would you need me?" she questioned.

Sasuke's gaze hardened, and he replied, "You have the Byakugan. Karin's tracking chakra isn't as accurate, and Jugo can only track if animals are willing to assist him. I need more certainty. I need more precision. I have to find him."

Hinata's voice quivered with more self-doubt as she spoke, "I feel like I burden you with my needs."

"I burden you with mine too." Sasuke's voice softened, and he admitted, "I don't want to hear you talk like that again. You know I couldn't leave you. I was the one who told you to accompany me, not the other way around."

Feeling a weight lifted off her shoulders, Hinata blushed and looked down, overwhelmed by his words.

"Look at me, I need you, Hinata. You have become an important part of my journey. Don't you ever forget that." He said in a low voice.

Her heart fluttered at his sincere declaration, her doubts and insecurities momentarily pushed aside by his unwavering trust and words of reassurance.

...

The small town was bustling with activity as they entered, and they quickly found everything they needed. While enjoying their lunch at a local inn, Hinata said "I heard they have a festival that starts this evening, what do you think, Sasuke-Kun? Could we visit… just for a while?" she suggested, her eyes filled with anticipation.

Sasuke answered unintrested, "We'll stay the night, so you can do what you want until tomorrow morning."

"Then we'll wear Yakuta's." Karin, eager to look more beautiful in traditional clothes and allure Sasuke, clapped her hands in thrill.

"We'll hire some. I saw a place that rents yukatas." suggested Suigutsu.

Hinata, still giddy with excitement, suggested, "I'll choose one for you, Sasuke-kun," but her confidence wavered as everyone's attention turned to her.

"Why would you choose his yukata? I know what he likes," Karin interjected, her possessiveness on full display.

Sasuke, not wanting to escalate the situation, calmly responded, "I'm not visiting the festival. But if I was, I would let Hinata choose for me... It's her idea, after all." With that, Sasuke excused himself from the dining table and headed back to his room, where he shared the space with Suigetsu. Restlessness had plagued him in recent days, fueled by Hinata's absence from their nightly conversations. Not to mansion that… he missed her, it had only intensified his longing for her—her soft skin, sweet scent, tantalising taste, passionate moans, and the sight of her climaxing face. He was feeling his patience was wearing thin, and the desire to give in to his lust grew stronger, but he had to resist. Hinata didn't belong to him, and he had to remind himself of that.

In need of rest, he settled down for a nap. When he finally woke, darkness had descended upon the town. Suigetsu was nowhere to be found, but his clothes were neatly folded on the futon. Had they gone to the festival without him? Not that he minded, as he had no desire to attend.

Perching himself atop a tree with a view of the bustling food street, he observed the crowds, engrossed in lively conversation and sampling the delectable street food prepared by travelling cooks specifically for the festival.

After a while he saw Hinata, Karin and Suigetsu walking between the crowd. They were laughing, drinking and tasting some food. Sasuke clenched his teeths. A mix of jealousy and longing coursed through him, fueling his inner turmoil, but he knew that he couldn't have what they had. He yearned to be by Hinata's side… alone, to share in her laughter and joy, to bask in the warmth of her presence. If only he could be happy and forget his misery.

In that moment, a new longing arose within him. He yearned for a life free from anger and pain, a life unburdened by the weight of vengeance. He craved to be a burdenless person, free from the shackles of his painful history. He wanted to be like everyone else, to feel a sense of normalcy, and to find happiness in the simplicity of everyday moments. And most of all, he wanted to be with Hinata without the delicious urge to possess her and devour every inch of her, to savour every moment of her presence without the cloud of lust clouding his intentions.

Karin wore a black yukata with blue, red and purple prints and Suigetsu wore a blue simple manly yukata. Yet, Sasuke's gaze fixated on Hinata, her indigo yukata adorned with beautiful purple and white flowers, her purple obi cinching her waist. The sight of her elegant appearance only heightened his longing for her. But as she turned around, her exposed porcelain nape, captivated him the most.

Her hair was styled in a high bun, adorned with delicate accessories and lavender flowers, adding to her ethereal beauty. The vulnerability of her exposed nape called to him, tempting him to fulfil his instinctual desires. He wants to jump on her now and lick it, maybe kiss it but certainly he felt he wants to bite her like he felt many times before. The thought of sinking his teeth into her delicate skin, leaving a possessive bite mark, stirred something primal within him.

Sasuke couldn't tear his eyes away from her delicate skin, imagining what it would feel like under his lips, his tongue, his teeth. He couldn't understand why he felt this way, why his desire to bite her nape was so entwined with the desire to make her his. He knew that biting her would hurt her, and he couldn't bear the thought of causing her pain. Yet, the primal instincts within him craved to mark her, to leave a visible sign of their connection. The urge to bite her nape was perplexing, and he struggled to understand its origin. Was it a manifestation of his primal desires, an animalistic instinct pulling him towards her? Or was it a symbol of possession, a way for him to mark her as his own? But he can't have her, and thus he can't bite her. No matter how much he desires to.

As he continued observing the crowd, his gaze fell upon a lady with a bite mark on her exposed nape. Sasuke blinked in disbelief. The mark served as a stark reminder of the forbidden desires that coursed through his veins a moment ago. The sight stirred a mixture of longing, temptation, and frustration within him. He couldn't help but wonder about the story behind that mark, who had left it, and what it signified between them.

Sasuke couldn't tear his eyes away from the mysterious woman with the exposed nape, her yukata adorned with an elegance that belied her alluring charm. His heart raced, pounding in his chest like the rhythmic beat of war drums. He had to see it for himself, had to confirm whether what he witnessed was real or merely a trick of his restless mind. He trailed the lady through the bustling festival crowd. His eyes remained fixated on the circle of teeth marks on her exposed nape, like an enigmatic puzzle that demanded his attention. With a quiet determination, he followed her graceful figure, weaving through the lively crowd like a shadow in the moonlight. His keen eyes remained fixed on the fresh-looking bite mark, etched onto her porcelain nape as if it were a haunting symbol of clandestine passion. Drawing closer, he lingered by the fender stand, pretending to be interested in the displayed gemstones that she was admiring while surreptitiously observing the lady. His mind raced with questions, each one urging him to seek answers from her. Perhaps she exuded the same intoxicating aroma that had bewitched him about Hinata? But as he subtly inhaled, to his surprise, his senses were met with an absence of any scent, leaving him puzzled and yearning for answers.

He felt the urgency to speak to her, to understand the connection between her bite mark and his forbidden desires for Hinata. However, before he could gather the courage, another presence approached. A man emerged, exuding a protective aura that was palpable even to Sasuke's keen perception. Sasuke tensed, realising that she was the woman of this powerful man. The woman, seemingly oblivious to everyone else, bestowed upon him a radiant smile, her hand gracefully intertwining with the crook of his arm as they walked away.

Sasuke observed the lovely couple, their eyes locked in an unbreakable bond, melting in one another oblivious to the world around them. A pang of confusion and longing swept through him, he wondered if what they had was genuine love or merely a fleeting lustful connection, much like the intense desires he harboured for Hinata.

His mind swirled with conflicting thoughts, pondering the nature of his feelings for the young Hyuga. If it weren't for her tantalising scent that always lingered in his senses, would he be drawn to her? Would he go crazy about her? Would he be restless away from her? Would he be in agony without her presence? Would he long for the moment he buries his teeths and all of him inside of her?

Questions flooded his mind, but he knew that the answers were elusive. Even if he could pinpoint the true nature of his feelings, it wouldn't change the reality of their situation. Hinata loved someone else, and he had made a promise to deliver her to Naruto. He couldn't let his own desires complicate matters further.

With a heavy heart, Sasuke turned away from the festival and made his way back to their camp, his mind filled with conflicting emotions. And so, he pushed his desires aside, burying them deep within himself, no point in investigating his feeling, which was only a pain in the ass to do in the first place, when the results are purposeless.

Sasuke sighed, feeling a deep sense of disappointment and frustration, not having his questions answered. He wanted to experience the same kind of love and happiness that he had witnessed in that couple at the festival, but it seemed like an impossible dream. He couldn't escape the feeling of being lost, both within himself and in his purpose. The path he had set himself on, driven by revenge and a desire to prove his strength, no longer felt as fulfilling as it once did. He yearned for something more, something that would bring him peace and happiness.

As he walked back to the inn, he saw Suigetsu was supporting a drunken Karin, their laughter echoing through the dimly lit streets of the small town, Hinata, swaying unsteadily behind the two. Was she drunk too? Did she drink alcohol?

Curiosity and concern warred within him as he decided to follow them discreetly until they entered their small inn. He couldn't fathom why Hinata would indulge in alcohol, especially given her usually reserved and modest demeanour. He watched from a distance as Karin led Suigutsu into her room. The sight of it troubled him, and he couldn't shake the feeling that something was amiss. He contemplated whether he should intervene or not, but before he could decide, Hinata emerged from her room, her face a mask of shock and confusion, her hands instinctively covering her mouth. Sasuke walked towards Hinata in worry. He could hear the unmistakable sounds of intimacy coming from within, and his cheeks flushed with embarrassment for both Hinata and himself. What in the world were Karin and Suigetsu doing in there?

"Come Hinata, they are probably drunk." Sasuke spoke out. Hinata looked up at him with wide, embarrassed eyes and nodded, then followed him to his room walking with her blurry vision and disoriented state.

As they entered his room, Hinata found solace in the cool, dimly lit space. She sat down, leaning against the wall, seeking respite from the overwhelming sounds that had bombarded her senses. Sasuke couldn't help but feel even more protective of her in this vulnerable state. He wanted to shield her from anything that might harm or distress her, to be the one who offered her comfort and safety.

However, the noise from the other room persisted, infiltrating the walls and echoing through the room. Suigetsu's voice could be clearly heard, speaking in a rowdy and inappropriate manner. Hinata tried to cover her ears, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment.

"Do you like it, Karin?" they heard Suigetsu say.

"That is too big you idiot, it will never fit. " Karin snapped.

"How about now, I know you can handle me. " Suigetsu required, in a low, sexy voice.

Sasuke's jaw tightened with annoyance. He knew he had to put an end to this and take Hinata away from the uncomfortable situation. He approached the door, his dark eyes reflecting his determination. "Let's go out, Hinata," he suggested, trying to guide her away from the unsettling sounds.

She followed behind him until they reached a hill with a view of the fireworks show.

The fireworks painted the night sky with dazzling colours, illuminating the faces of the crowd below. Sasuke and Hinata sat on a hill overlooking the spectacle, their thoughts consumed by the unsettling events that had just unfolded. The distant echoes of the festival's revelry mingled with the distant bursts of pyrotechnics, creating an eerie contrast to the turmoil within them.

Hinata's cheeks flushed crimson, her mind struggling to make sense of the scene she had witnessed. Karin and Suigetsu's drunken escapades had left her in a state of shock and embarrassment. She tried to forget the explicit sounds that had emanated from the room, but they echoed in her ears like a haunting melody.

Sasuke sat from a safe distance from Hinata, feeling her unease and discomfort. He wanted to offer her comfort and reassurance, he wanted to hug her and calm her, but he knew that their current situation made it impossible.

He kept his distance from her, trying to give her space to process what she had heard. They both sat in silence, watching the fireworks light up the night sky. The vibrant colors reflected in Hinata's eyes, but he could see that her mind was preoccupied with the recent events

Sasuke didn't even dare to talk to her. They just sat in silence for a while. The show stopped and the crowd returned to their homes.

The night enveloped them like a velvety cloak, wrapping them in its comforting darkness. He watched as her delicate form swayed slightly with fatigue, her eyes drooping from the exhaustion of the day's events.

"We should return," he softly suggested, his voice a mere whisper in the night air. "They are probably fast asleep by now."

Hinata nodded, her voice barely audible. "What if Suigetsu is still in the room?"

Sasuke thought for a moment before offering a solution. "Sleep in my room. Don't worry, I won't come any closer to you this time."

She frowned; a flicker of disappointment crossed Hinata's features, though she tried to hide it. She longed for his touch, the intimacy they had shared in the past nights. She wants to feel his hot breath on her neck, his hunger, his rubbing on her body. But he doesn't seemed to enjoy it as much as she does. He is doing everything to prevent it from happening again. She didn't want to burden him with her desires too, especially when he seemed conflicted about their connection.

The deviant couple in the adjacent room were now quiet, probably already asleep. Hinata prepared her futon and quickly drifted into a deep slumber. Sasuke, on the other hand, had enough sleep today during his long nap, he found himself restless, unable to sleep. Having her so close in his room would only exacerbate his struggle to contain his desires. He tossed and turned for a while, his mind filled with conflicting thoughts.

Finally, he got up to get some freah air. Just as he was about to open the door, he heard Hinata's whisper from her side of the room. "Sasuke-kun please stay. "

turning slowly to looke at her, he responded quietly, "I can't sleep," his hand still on the doorknob, .

She opened her hands, inviting him to come closer. Sasuke looked at her hesitating, torn between his yearning to be with her and his fear of the consequences. The situation felt like a double-edged sword, bringing both pleasure and agony. As much as he enjoyed their intimate moments together, the guilt that followed weighed heavily on his conscience.

Hinata sensed his inner struggle and softly spoke to him, her voice tinged with sleepiness,

"It's okay, Sasuke-kun."