"Hinata, what if we become... friends with benefits?" He proposed, his gaze searching hers for any sign of agreement.
Hinata's eyes widened, taken aback by his suggestion. The thought of such an arrangement both intrigued and scared her, stirring a whirlwind of emotions within her. She hesitated, unsure of how to respond.
"Wait... What?" Hinata's voice trembled with disbelief as she struggled to comprehend Sasuke's proposition.
"Let's be-"
Her hands instinctively rose, attempting to halt his words from reaching her ears. "I heard you the first time. I'm saying, why? Why me?" She questioned, her voice filled with a mix of confusion and vulnerability. "You have many girls who want you and would love to be with you. Why ask me?"
Sasuke's gaze bore into hers, his hold on her hands steady and unwavering. "There's something about you," he confessed.
Hinata's cheeks flushed with a deep shade of pink, and she averted her gaze, unable to fully comprehend his words. "You just want to sleep with me. I'm sure there's going to be no friendship in your plan," Hinata murmured, her voice tinged with a hint of sadness.
Sasuke gently shook his head, a small, reassuring smile touching his lips. "Sure, I want to fuck you, but it's more than that," he explained, his tone carrying a sincere earnestness. "There's a connection, a pull that I can't explain. It's about more than physical desire."
Hinata's heart ached, her mind clouded with conflicting emotions. "But what about Naruto?" She managed to utter, her voice laced with concern and uncertainty.
Sasuke's eyes narrowed with a flicker of frustration. "Fuck Naruto!" He exclaimed, his words filled with a bitter edge. "He doesn't feel the same way about you, Hinata. No matter how much you want it, he only sees you as a friend."
The words struck Hinata like a blow to her fragile heart, the pain resonating deep within her. "Has he told you that?" She inquired, desperately seeking some semblance of hope.
Sasuke nodded solemnly, his eyes never leaving hers. "Yes," he affirmed.
(What Sasuke remembers)
Naruto's gaze shifted towards Sasuke, a warm smile playing on his lips. "You know that girl I was talking about, Hinata, my childhood best friend," he began. "Man, there's just something about her that makes me feel happy inside. Being around her, it's like everything falls into place."
Sasuke raised an eyebrow, his curiosity piqued by Naruto's heartfelt words. "She your girlfriend or something?" he asked, his tone laced with mild amusement.
Naruto chuckled and shook his head, his blue eyes sparkling with fondness. "Nah! Just a friend," he clarified, emphasizing the depth of their connection. "She's always been there for me, you know? Through thick and thin. I can count on her, and she can count on me."
(What really happened)
"She your girlfriend or something?"
Naruto's cheeks flushed with a tinge of embarrassment, his gaze briefly averted before meeting Sasuke's again. His blue eyes shimmered with a mixture of adoration and yearning. "I wish!" He exclaimed, a wistful sigh escaping his lips. "But she's just a friend. She's always been there for me, you know? Through thick and thin. I can count on her, and she can count on me. That's why I love her," Naruto confessed, his heartfelt declaration echoing through the air, leaving a lingering sense of both hope and resignation. He carried the weight of unspoken feelings for Hinata, cherishing their friendship while yearning for something more.
"If we were to do this, you would be a rebound, and I don't think I can do that to you," she whispered.
Sasuke let out a sigh, his frustration evident, yet his determination unwavering. "Hinata... I don't give a fuck."
Shaking her head gently, Hinata maintained her stance. "But I do," she asserted, her tone gentle but firm. "Let's just start by being friends first before we bring the benefits into it." Her words held a note of caution, a desire to establish a foundation built on trust and genuine connection.
Sasuke's grip tightened as he reached out, his hand holding her chin, gently turning her face to meet his intense gaze. In that moment, their eyes locked, and Sasuke seemed to search for something within her, as if trying to decipher the depth of her sincerity. "Fine," he finally acquiesced, his voice softened. With a subtle release of her chin, he returned his attention to the book in his lap. "Let's get back to studying."
Months had come and gone, and Sasuke and Hinata found themselves spending more time together, their connection growing stronger with each passing day. As they laughed, Naruto's gaze lingered on them, his heart heavy.
Ino, sensing his melancholy, cast a concerned look in his direction before turning her attention to the couple. Leaning her elbow on the desk, she watched Sasuke and Hinata closely. "They seem closer," she remarked softly.
Naruto met her gaze, his expression reflecting a complex mixture of emotions. "Yeah," he replied, his voice tinged with sadness. A bittersweet laugh escaped his lips as he admitted, "I miss talking to her... I've been trying to move on, but it's just so hard."
Ino's eyes softened as she listened, her heart going out to her friend. She reached out, gently rubbing his arm. "Well, there's always other fish in the sea," she offered, her voice gentle but encouraging. "And listen, even though you're moving on from her, it doesn't mean you can't still be friends with her," she added, trying to lift his spirits and provide a glimmer of hope.
Naruto laid his head against Ino's shoulder, his gaze filled with gratitude and a hint of sadness. "Thanks for being here for me, Ino," he murmured, his voice laced with appreciation. A wistful smile formed on his lips as he continued, "I think you're the only thing keeping me going right now."
As Hinata's gaze shifted towards Naruto and Ino, a pang of longing coursed through her. She couldn't help but notice their growing closeness, but she held no resentment towards them. Deep down, she knew Naruto saw her as nothing more than a friend. She felt a comforting arm wrap around her shoulder, and she turned her attention to Sasuke, who looked down at her with a subtle smirk.
"You're distracted," Sasuke pointed out, gesturing towards the paper in front of them. His voice held a hint of amusement. "Focus. They don't matter."
His words resonated with Hinata, reminding her to prioritize the task at hand. With a final glance at Naruto and Ino, she shifted her focus back to the work that needed to be done. Resolute, Hinata pushed aside her personal feelings, dedicating herself to the task at hand with Sasuke by her side.
Neji's gaze met Hinata's as she sat on the couch, her head buried in her hands.
"What do you mean we are moving? I can't just up and leave like that!" Her words echoed with a sense of desperation, hoping to find a way to remain where she felt rooted.
"Hinata, I've been offered a higher paying job that requires us to move. However, once this semester comes to an end, we'll have to make preparations to relocate. We have approximately two months to get ready."
Looking up at Neji, Hinata's eyes pleaded with him. "Please, Neji. Can't I stay?" She implored, her voice laced with a mix of longing and apprehension.
Neji shook his head, the weight of responsibility evident in his tone. "I can't afford to maintain this place, support your education, and establish a new home in America. You have to understand the practicality of the situation," he reasoned.
Hinata groaned and slumped back on the couch, feeling the weight of disappointment settling upon her. "This isn't fair," she muttered.
Neji raised a brow, regarding her with a mixture of surprise and disbelief. "Hinata, we have an opportunity to embark on a new chapter in America, and you don't think it's fair?" He questioned, his tone laced with incredulity.
"My friends are all here."
"Hinata, you're approaching this as if you're still in high school. You'll make new friends, adapt, and grow. We are going, and that's the final decision," he declared, his footsteps retreating as he walked away, leaving Hinata to contemplate the uncertain future that lay before them.
Hinata's phone buzzed, signaling a text message. Her eyes scanned the screen, and her heart skipped a beat as she read Sasuke's invitation: "Wanna come over?" It seemed like he always reached out to her at moments like these. She swiftly responded, "Ok," slipping her jacket on and stepping out of the door.
Arriving at Sasuke's place, Hinata caught sight of Itachi getting into his car.
He leaned out of the window, his warm smile greeting her. "Hey, Hinata," he greeted her warmly. "I'd give you a hug, but I'm running late for work. The door is unlocked, so feel free to go inside." With a friendly wave, he reversed the car out of the driveway, leaving Hinata standing there. "Have fun," he playfully winked before driving off.
Hinata entered the house and made her way up the stairs to Sasuke's room. As she stepped inside, the sound of running water reached her ears, indicating that he was in the shower. She took a seat on his bed, nervousness settled within her.
Soon after, Sasuke emerged from the bathroom, a towel loosely wrapped around his waist. As his gaze fell upon Hinata, a small smile curved his lips. "You're here," he remarked, making his way towards her.
Hinata's eyes immediately locked onto him, her cheeks flushing with a subtle shade of pink. Despite their previous intimate encounter, a fog of drunkenness and dim lighting had obscured her memory of the details. "You asked me to come," she responded softly, her voice barely above a whisper.
A playful smirk tugged at the corners of Sasuke's lips, amplifying his allure.
"Get dressed so we can do something," she continued, her face growing warmer as she struggled to maintain her composure.
Sasuke's smirk widened, his eyes glimmering with mischief. "Nah," he replied, his tone filled with teasing amusement.
The simple word lingered in the air, leaving Hinata momentarily flustered, unsure of what he had in mind.
Sasuke leaned closer, his voice dropping to a low, husky whisper. "I have a better idea," he said, his breath brushing against her ear, sending shivers down her spine.
Hinata's pulse quickened, her body responding to the proximity and the electric tension between them.
With a swift motion, Sasuke reached out, his fingers gently tucking a strand of her hair behind her ear.
Hinata's breath hitched, her eyes locked onto his, captivated by the intensity in his gaze.
"Let's stay right here," he suggested, his voice laced with a hint of seduction.
Her lips parted slightly, a subtle invitation lingering on the tip of her tongue. The intensity in Sasuke's eyes mirrored her own, creating an undeniable tension that crackled in the air. Time seemed to stand still as they shared a charged silence, each lost in their own thoughts and desires.
"F-fine," Hinata finally replied, her voice quivering with a mix of longing and restraint. "But let's take things slow... just kissing." She held Sasuke's gaze firmly, her eyes conveying her sincerity and the need for caution.
Sasuke's lips curled into a half-smile, a flicker of understanding crossing his features. He reached out, his hand gently cupping her cheek, his touch both comforting and reassuring. "I understand," he whispered, his voice tinged with a newfound tenderness. "We'll take it at your pace."
Without hesitation, she rose from the bed, her eyes never leaving Sasuke's intense gaze. Closing the remaining distance, her hand found its way into his damp hair, fingers entwined in its silky strands.
Sasuke reciprocated, his arm encircling her waist, drawing her nearer, their bodies now pressed intimately against each other. Their lips met in a tender, longing kiss, igniting a fire that blazed within them. What began as a gentle caress soon transformed into a fervent display of passion.
Hinata's fingers tightened in Sasuke's hair, pulling him impossibly closer, while his grip on her waist tightened, craving the warmth and connection she provided.
In the throes of their passionate kiss, Sasuke's strength enveloped Hinata as he effortlessly lifted her up, pressing her gently against the wall. Their bodies molded together, the heat of their desire intensifying with each passing moment.
She paused, breaking the kiss, and looked into Sasuke's eyes, her gaze searching for clarity amidst the haze of desire. Her heart pounded in her chest as she contemplated her desires, the weight of her decision hanging in the air.
Sasuke, unaware of the inner turmoil she was experiencing, continued his fervent exploration, peppering kisses along her neck, eliciting soft, desperate whimpers from her trembling lips. His touch stirred a fire within her, igniting a raw and primal longing she couldn't deny.
The inner battle reached its crescendo, and in that moment, she made her choice. She wanted him, craved his touch, and yearned for the culmination of their desires.
Their bodies pressed against the wall, the rough surface serving as a backdrop for their fervent union. Hinata's breath mingled with Sasuke's, their hearts beating in sync, as they delved deeper into the realms of ecstasy.
In the heat of the moment, with their desires entwined and their passion reaching its peak, Hinata and Sasuke succumbed to their primal instincts. The boundaries they had set for themselves crumbled, giving way to an overwhelming surge of pleasure and intimacy.
Their bodies moved in sync, their rhythm a symphony of shared desire and unrestrained longing. Hinata's every inhibition melted away as she lost herself in the whirlwind of their encounter. The room filled with gasps and moans, the air heavy with the scent of their combined passion.