Hinata felt her heart sink as she received the news of Neji's sudden change in plans. Their departure was now scheduled in just two days, leaving her with a whirlwind of emotions and a sense of urgency. With so little time left, she knew she had to make the most of every moment and create lasting memories before their paths diverged. In the midst of the chaos, Ino, her vivacious best friend, arrived at her place to help her prepare for the much-anticipated haunted house event.
Hinata sighed, her reflection staring back at her from the mirror. She had chosen a daring outfit for the occasion— a black, plunging-neck, high-slit dress that accentuated her curves. She carefully picked up the Friday the 13th mask and a fake knife, the final touches to her ensemble, and made her way downstairs.
As she descended, Ino's eyes widened in admiration. "Damn, girl!" She whistled appreciatively. "Can I get a full body spin?" She playfully requested.
Hinata obliged, spinning around slowly, feeling a newfound confidence surging within her. The dress hugged her figure flawlessly, drawing attention to her graceful curves. The combination of her alluring attire and mysterious mask created an enigmatic allure that was hard to resist.
Ino's eyes sparkled mischievously as she teased, "Damn, what kind of panties are you wearing? It seems like you're not wearing any." Hinata's face flushed crimson, caught off guard by Ino's brazen comment.
"I-I'm not. They would show if I wore some," Hinata stammered, her voice barely above a whisper, her cheeks burning with embarrassment.
Ino gasped dramatically, feigning shock. "Oh my god! Who are you, and what did you do to Hinata?" She exclaimed, her words dripping with playful incredulity.
Hinata couldn't help but giggle at Ino's animated reaction. Laughter echoed between Hinata and Ino as they made their way to Ino's car, the excitement of the haunted house still lingering in the air. The silence settled in as they buckled up, and it was Ino who finally broke the quietude.
"Hey," Ino spoke, her voice laced with concern. "You know Naruto has been trying to reach you, right? He's stopped by your house multiple times, but you're never there. What have you been up to?" She inquired, her eyes fixed on Hinata.
Hinata's brows furrowed in surprise at Ino's revelation. "I didn't receive any messages from him," she admitted, her voice tinged with a hint of confusion. The realization that Naruto had been trying to contact her sparked curiosity and a tinge of worry within her.
Ino's gaze softened, understanding the mix of emotions swirling within Hinata. "Well, would there be any way for you two to talk later?" Ino suggested, her voice filled with a gentle concern. "I can tell him to come get you around 6?"
Hinata nodded, grateful for Ino's thoughtfulness. "Yeah, please do," she replied.
Once they arrived at the haunted house, Hinata and Ino went their separate ways. Hinata made her way towards the section of the haunted house they were responsible for. The space was adorned with mirrors, creating a disorienting and eerie atmosphere. Despite the challenging setting, they both knew their way around and how to navigate through it.
As Hinata approached the designated area, she spotted Sasuke in the middle of it, meticulously ensuring that everything was in place. A smile crept across her face as she slid on her mask, ready to surprise him. Stealthily, she sneaked up behind him, her knife poised for a scare.
However, before Hinata could execute her plan, she found herself pressed against one of the mirrors, pinned by Sasuke. His presence engulfed her, and she could feel the smugness emanating from him as he whispered into her ear. "Nice try," he taunted, lifting up her mask to reveal her face. Hinata pouted in disappointment, realizing that she hadn't managed to startle him as intended.
Sasuke stepped back, his eyes lingering on Hinata's outfit. The intensity of his gaze caused a shiver to run down her spine, and she couldn't help but blush under his scrutiny. Sensing her vulnerability, he turned away, suppressing any overt reaction. "Come on, we have to finish one more area before it starts," he instructed, leading the way forward.
Hinata nodded, her heart pounding with a mix of excitement and trepidation, as she followed Sasuke into the next room. The moment the door closed behind them, strobe lights illuminated the space, casting eerie shadows that danced across the room. Mannequins were strategically placed, giving an unsettling illusion of movement with each flickering strobe.
In this disorienting environment, Sasuke turned around, abruptly pinning Hinata to the door. Her breath caught in her throat as she stammered his name, her voice filled with a mix of surprise and anticipation.
"You think you can walk around like that and not expect to be...fucked," Sasuke declared, his voice dripping with desire.
Hinata's cheeks flushed crimson as his words hung in the air, their impact sending a wave of both shock and a strange thrill through her.
The world around Hinata faded into insignificance as Sasuke's lips crashed against hers, igniting a torrent of emotions within her. The kiss was a fiery explosion, a culmination of unspoken desires and pent-up longing that had plagued them both for far too long. Hinata's mind whirled with a heady mix of excitement, trepidation, and a hunger that demanded to be satiated.
Sasuke's hands found their way to her waist, their touch electric against her bare skin. A soft gasp escaped Hinata's lips, intermingling with the intensity of their kiss. Her body responded instinctively, her legs parting to make room for Sasuke's presence, the magnetic pull between them becoming undeniable.
As their kiss deepened, their souls entwined in a dance of passion, Hinata felt a surge of emotions coursing through her veins. The intensity of their connection was overwhelming, a rollercoaster ride of pleasure and longing that left her breathless. Every caress, every touch from Sasuke's fingertips seemed to ignite a wildfire within her, consuming her senses in a whirlwind of ecstasy.
Hinata adjusted her dress, her cheeks flushed, while Sasuke hastily zipped up his pants. "We should head back to the front before it starts," Sasuke remarked, his voice laced with urgency. Hinata nodded, a mischievous giggle escaping her lips. Curiosity flickered in Sasuke's eyes as he glanced at her, searching for an explanation.
Closing the distance between them, Hinata gently approached Sasuke, her fingertips brushing against his face as she wiped away a smudge of lipstick. "You have a little lipstick," she said, her voice playful. Sasuke's lips curved into a smirk, a subtle spark of amusement glinting in his eyes.
With a firm grasp on Hinata's hand, Sasuke took the lead, their intertwined fingers creating a comforting connection. "Let's go," he urged, guiding her back toward the front of their section in the haunted house.
Hinata's voice trembled with a touch of urgency as she spoke up, her concern evident. "W-Wait! But I didn't get to clean it all off!" she exclaimed.
Pausing momentarily, Sasuke turned towards her, a flicker of amusement dancing in his eyes. His lips, still adorned with traces of lipstick, curved into a knowing smile. He reached up, gently brushing a finger against his stained lips, before meeting Hinata's gaze. "Don't worry," he reassured her, his voice tinged with playfulness. "I'll take care of it later."
Sasuke was poised to continue walking, but Hinata gently halted his progress, a hint of urgency in her voice. "Hey, I need to tell you something... Well, two things," she whispered. Sasuke turned to face her, his dark eyes fixed on her, waiting for her revelations. Hinata drew in a deep breath, preparing herself for the conversation ahead. "First," she began, her voice barely above a whisper, "Naruto wants to talk to me, so after I'm done, I'll come to your house as we planned."
Sasuke nodded in acknowledgment, his expression betraying little emotion.
Hinata hesitated for a moment before continuing, her tone filled with a mixture of apprehension and anticipation. "Second... we're moving sooner than expected," she revealed.
The weight of those words hung in the air, and Sasuke's eyes narrowed slightly as he absorbed the news. "When?" He inquired, his voice calm but tinged with curiosity.
Hinata's response was swift and concise. "In two days," she disclosed, her voice carrying a hint of vulnerability.
A silent pause lingered between them as Sasuke absorbed the information. Hinata couldn't help but feel a twinge of unease, uncertain of how he would react. The tension in the air was palpable as Sasuke broke the silence, his response devoid of any visible emotion. "Hn." With that single syllable, he resumed walking, his hand no longer reaching out for Hinata's.
Confusion swirled within Hinata as she cautiously followed behind him. Questions raced through her mind, fueled by a mix of concern and insecurity. Was he angry? Did her revelation disappoint him? The sudden change in his demeanor left her uncertain and longing for clarity.
When the clock struck six, Naruto arrived at Hinata's section of the haunted house, a friendly greeting escaping his lips. "Hey, Hinata!...Sasuke" he called out, waving at them.
Hinata returned the greeting with a polite smile, but her mind was elsewhere. "Oh, hey Naruto. Um... give me a second," she replied.
Hinata looked up to Sasuke who was standing next to him. "I'm leaving. I'll see you later, okay?" She said, seeking his acknowledgment. Sasuke nodded in response, his gaze fixed on her. Hinata silently acknowledged his affirmation and began making her way back to Naruto, their encounter lingering in the air.
"Let's go," she said, mustering a smile as she joined Naruto.
He returned the smile, his familiar cheerful demeanor resurfacing. "Long time no see, uh... Well, other than at school," Naruto remarked, a hint of laughter in his voice as he casually placed both arms behind his head.
Hinata nodded, the atmosphere between them growing increasingly awkward as they walked to Naruto's dormitory. Silence enveloped them, their minds grappling for words that remained elusive.
Upon entering Naruto's place, he unlocked the door and held it open for Hinata, closing it behind them. As they settled inside, Naruto's gaze lingered on Hinata, who gracefully slipped off her heels, while he kicked off his own shoes. His eyes couldn't help but roam appreciatively over her outfit, causing a subtle reaction in him as he licked his lips involuntarily.
"Would you like some water?" Naruto offered, rubbing the back of his neck, attempting to break the silence that had settled between them.
Hinata shook her head gently, a hint of nervousness coloring her expression, as she glanced around the room, searching for a point of focus. Her gaze landed on the photos displayed on the walls, capturing moments shared between them.
Meanwhile, Naruto walked into the kitchen and grabbed a glass of water, taking a sip before placing it down on the dining room table. The silence between them grew thick, their unspoken thoughts filling the air. Naruto could sense the awkwardness, his mind racing to find something to say, anything to ease the tension.
Naruto's voice broke the silence, "Hinata, can you be honest with me?" He began, his tone serious, causing Hinata to turn her gaze towards him. "are you sleeping with Sasuke?" His question hung in the air, the weight of its implications evident.
Hinata found herself at a loss for words, averting her gaze from Naruto's intense stare.
Naruto chuckled sadly, his voice tinged with disappointment. "Why, Hinata?" he questioned, moving closer to her. "I love you! Why did you choose him?"
Hinata's eyes widened in surprise at Naruto's confession. "You love me?" She asked.
Naruto stepped even closer until he was directly in front of her. "Yes, I love you," he declared.
Tears welled up in Hinata's eyes, her emotions in turmoil. "B-But Sasuke said..." she began, her voice faltering.
Naruto scoffed, his frustration evident. "He said that I didn't, didn't he?" He interjected, his tone dripping with disdain. "That dick. Hinata, he just wants you for your body," Naruto continued, pulling her into a hug.
However, Hinata remained motionless, her arms unmoving.
Naruto pulled back slightly from the embrace, his gaze fixed on her face. "I love you, Hinata," he whispered, leaning forward as if to kiss her.
However, Hinata's hands gently pressed against his cheeks, halting his advance. Naruto's expression turned to one of shock.
"No," Hinata said softly, her voice firm.
Naruto's confusion deepened as he witnessed her tears. "H-Hinata?" He stammered, his voice filled with concern.
"Naruto... I did love you, and I still love you as a friend... But I don't see you like that anymore," Hinata confessed, her words barely above a whisper. "I-I have to go," she said hurriedly, slipping her shoes back on. "I'll message you when I get home," she added.
Naruto grasped her wrist before she could leave, his eyes searching for reassurance. "Are we still friends, Hinata?" He asked, his voice tinged with vulnerability.
Hinata nodded gently, her gaze meeting his, before she turned and walked out the door, leaving Naruto behind with a myriad of emotions swirling within him.
Sasuke's anticipation turned into disappointment as Hinata failed to show up at his place. He scoffed, feeling a mix of frustration and resentment. So, she had chosen Naruto after all. With a hint of irritation, he reached for his phone, his fingers dialing a familiar number.
After a few rings, a seductive voice answered on the other end. "Sasuke?" the voice purred. "Long time no see. I thought you had given up your playboy ways."
Sasuke's smirk widened as he reveled in the attention. "I'm just getting started," he replied confidently. "Care to come over?"