Hey guys! Thanks so much for the feedback! I apologize if things seem a bit slow starting and it's just a tad bit too much sex at the moment, but trust me when I say it all serves a purpose. The excessive sex and its description for many of them are for a reason down the line, and the day-by-day nature will be ending with this chapter. Just keep in mind that this is their first week together that's being established and then things will be on and popping from there. Just bear with me!
And I'll admit, this isn't my favorite chapter that I've written, but I need to keep things moving to get to the points I want to. There were a lot of rewrites but I hope you guys enjoy the tidbits of character interactions, though!
Xxx Disclaimer: Naruto doesn't belong to me but Masashi Kishimoto xxX
-XxX-
Fū awakes with a start, her mind racing while she lays on her stomach wondering just why the hell she flinched in her sleep. She groans, feeling groggy and exhausted as she grabs her phone to check the time. It was pretty early in the morning, just a little after 9.
"Ugh~ why am I up - Ah!"
Just as she shifts her position, she feels a pleasurable sensation shoot through her nether region. The more she moves to sit upright, the more intense the pleasure becomes until she's finally able to pull the covers to find the source responsible. Recognition hits her as she starts laughing at her own stupidity.
"I can't believe I fell asleep with these suckers in." She chides herself, gingerly removing a set of steel kegel beads from her privates. She had forgotten that she had used these last night after overhearing Sasuke bang whoever snuck their way into his bedsheets last night. They were so intense that it must have exhausted her to the point of passing out after trying to keep up with their energy.
She whimpers as she tosses the plugs to the side and stretches as she rises from her bed. She contemplates just going down for another nap after such an untimely awakening but opts out of it since she would probably end up missing breakfast. Boy did these chefs know how to whip up something delicious. But who was she kidding? Of course, the Uchiha wouldn't hire something so subpar. Only the best for this esteemed fashion clan.
Just thinking about the possible delicacies waiting for her downstairs is enough to have the minty-haired woman's stomach grumbling. Before she can drool all over herself, she quickly throws on a crop top and spandex and checks herself in the mirror. Once sure she looks like she didn't fuck herself all night, she makes her way downstairs, running into her new house buddy along the way.
"Good morning, Matsuri!"
Startled, Matsuri turns around with a tired smile, yawning out her greeting. "Oh hey Fū. I'm surprised to see you up so early."
"Yeah same here," The tanned woman chuckles in response, scratching the back of her head with mild embarrassment. Of course, she wasn't going to say why she was up. "But I'm just so hungry since I think I knocked out for the rest of the day and missed supper."
"Oh yeah. I was wondering where you went off to after everything yesterday." Matsuri comments, frowning as she thinks of the scolding they all received.
"Ugh!" Fū cringes, finally remembering Sasuke's threat to them. "I completely forgot about that bullshit! Do you think he's really going to make us commit to that whole thing? Cuz, like, I didn't come here to be somebody's maid, ya know?"
The brunette shrugs and shakes her head as they enter the dining room. "I don't know. He said he was serious at dinner, but I can't imagine how he would mana-"
Matsuri's lips fell into a tight line at the sight that befell the duo when they took in their surroundings. Many of the other girls were there, but there was no food prepared. Normally at this time, the chefs had cooked up something, but instead, they were all standing front and center with the rest of the staff at the head of the table. Everyone held a serious expression and appeared to be at a standstill. Temari, especially, had a bitter glare on her face as she stood with her arms crossed in an intimidating pose. Matsuri was tempted to ask her fellow Sunagakure native what was going on, but she was too nervous she would get the blonde's wrath instead.
"Where's breakfast?"
Matsuri snaps her head in Fū's direction due to her forwardness. Did the girl really not catch the vibe or was she just that bold? While the minty-haired entomologist scratches the back of her head innocently, the others in the room all give her the sternest of looks.
"There will be no breakfast," Temari states harshly.
Both short-haired women look at her with bewilderment just as the staff confirms her statement.
"Correct." The head butler nods. "There will no longer be breakfast, lunch, nor dinner set for you ladies to enjoy without aid."
"Without aid?" Fū questions with a raised brow. "The hell does that mean?"
"It means we don't eat unless we help do the cooking." Replies Karui, equally just as peeved as Temari.
"Correct." The head butler nods once more. "Unfortunately these rules have been passed down to us to give to you. As maids to this house until further notice, you will no longer have specific luxuries without aid."
Fū wasn't the ditsy bimbo she likes to portray herself as. She was actually quite intelligent when she wanted to be. However, something about this whole gimmick wasn't registering with her. The cooking is one thing, but what the hell else could they possibly mean? What "luxuries" were they not allowed? Just what the hell did Sasuke arrange for them to do?
Sure enough, the staff begins to explain just what the young bachelor has entailed for them. As said, they were allowed to eat only if they helped prepare the meal. They were no longer going to be spoon-fed until their debt has been paid. They were to clean around the manor and take care of their essentials, no longer to expect to be cleaned up after by the butlers. This includes dusting, sweeping, mopping, laundry, pool clean-up, trash, etc. Everything that they had managed to get away with was now their responsibility. When they are not doing basic chores, they are to attend to the Uchiha at his beck and call, fulfilling whatever tasks he requires regardless of the ridiculousness of said task. Their "shifts" start when they wake up and end after the last of the dishes are washed after dinner. If any of them think this is something to be skipped out on, they'll be in for a rude awakening.
"However, there is one person exempt from this punishment." The head butler suddenly states after his ramblings.
The ladies are visibly perplexed and annoyed by this statement.
"Are you kidding me? Who the hell is it?" Temari seethes, looking around at her fellow housemates. When her eyes land on a bespectacled redhead, she can feel her eyes already roll to the back of her skull.
"Miss Karin."
Karin gasps at the call of her name before squealing with glee over the fact that she doesn't have to play maid with the others. She was so happy that she didn't even care that the others were giving her the stank eye over this revelation. This means that she gets to spend more time with Sasuke since she doesn't have to clean everything under the damn sun in this huge house.
"This is a joke right?!" Sakura's voice bursts through her daydreaming as she feels the rosette's hand wave in front of her face. "How come she's the only one that doesn't have to do this bullshit!?"
"Because she was the only one that didn't drink the wine." Comes the older man's curt response, shutting the girls up for a moment.
Karin's face turns about as red as her hair at the implications. The others are all flustered at the suggestion as well until Sakura speaks up once more.
"She's only out of this because she was fucking Sasuke-kun at the time!?"
If Karin's face could get any brighter, it would have at that moment, as did the others. While it was common knowledge at this point, Sakura didn't have to be so damn blunt with it, especially in front of the staff.
"Exactly." The elder man's quick response makes the pink-haired girl falter instantly as she sends a scathing glare Karin's way. "And because of this, along with not having to do chores, Karin has the same privileges as the young master."
"Wait… so this means she can-" Ino starts, looking towards the delighted ginger.
"This means I can boss them around however I want?" The devious grin on her face was enough to have the others wanting to duck for cover.
"Correct."
This whole ordeal was going to be a test of patience and sanity. There was no way this little plan of Sasuke's was going to work out without some kicking and screaming. Doing household chores was one thing, but to be commanded by one of the most obnoxiously pompous men on this planet and a BDSM-loving bratty woman with a vicious streak was definitely pushing the envelope. If anyone thought that being here in the first week was hell already, well then they better consider themselves in the devil's quarters with this horrendous punishment.
-XxX-
Sasuke was very proud of himself. Very proud indeed. And proud of the girls. Where he expected more than a few bumps in the road, he was surprised to see many of them adjust so quickly to their new lifestyle quite well. Sure there was the occasional bitching and moaning about constantly doing chores and tending to whatever menial tasks he asked of them, but other than that, things were moving along swimmingly.
Well, for the most part anyway.
"I am not doing that, you idiot!"
"That's just fucking weird, Foureyes!"
"Shut up! You have to do what I say, remember!"
Sasuke could hear the banter from his cozy spot in the library. It sounded like it was coming from upstairs, but with how loud those three normally were, it was hard to tell.
Where everyone else seemed to just meander about and get a gist of what they did and didn't like, Karin had taken it upon herself to use Sakura and Ino as her personal maids. They didn't have time to do basic chores like everyone else because Karin had made sure to keep them busy by forcing them to treat her like a royal princess.
In the past two days since the start of his punishment for them, he has seen the redhead make them do things from fanning her at the pool, painting her nails, brushing her hair, shining her glasses - even making them feed her grapes and such while she laid on the couch. Anything absurd that you can think of, she made them do, which in turn caused a whole lot of screaming and ranting. Especially on Sakura's end.
It seemed as if Karin had made it her mission to make the rosette's punishment a living nightmare compared to Ino. Oftentimes when the blonde would opt out of a task, Karin would only force it on Sakura and won't let up until the girl gives in. He knows the two of them to have a more strenuous past than with Ino, but still, it was somewhat entertaining to see Sakura forced into submission like this. It was even more entertaining when she would come running to him for help only for him to either shut her down or ask for sex in return, the latter of which she was always more than happy to oblige.
Speaking of sex…
Sasuke looks down to see his lap covered by a head of minty green. This wasn't a planned occurrence, but when Fū had come into the study to dust by the instruction of the head butler, she caught him in a horny mood and he asked her to assist him. While hesitant at first, she admitted to being sexually frustrated and began to unzip his pants. Now he was enjoying the blissful feeling of her tongue caressing his shaft, and listening to the ensuing argument upstairs that had come to reveal Karin had requested a full body massage.
Ah, what a time to be in charge.
"- in here, right? Ok, I'll tell him. Excuse me Sasuke-kun, I hope I'm not- Oh my God!"
Both Sasuke and Fū snap their heads in the direction of the door to find Hinata covering her beet-red face, stumbling into the doorframe. The poor woman is mumbling gibberish as she tries to exit the way she came without using her burned corneas.
"Oh geez, Hinata! I'm so sorry!" Fū calls, hastily removing herself from the young Uchiha's lap.
Sasuke, on the other hand, is annoyed that his fun time was cut short by his little repeat voyeur and tucks himself back in his pants leisurely. He continues to watch as Hinata fails to utter a single coherent word as she reaches for the door handle to give them privacy once more.
Upon opening the door again, the bluenette manages to run headfirst into it, causing her to yelp in pain. "Oh, God! I-I-I-I d-didn't know!"
Her frantic state earns her a chuckle from the man while Fū continues to panic over being caught in such a compromising position. Never did she think the first time she indulged the Uchiha would she be seen doing so. It was literally as if there was no such thing as privacy in this house of horniness. How humiliating! Now she knows how Karui and Karin feel for sure.
Seeing as he was the only one with a stable brain at this moment, Sasuke calmly walks over to Hinata before she can properly escape. Just before she can close the door behind herself, he grabs the edge and holds it in place. Startled once more, Hinata whips around and instead of wood, her face meets his chiseled form. In an instant, her face burst with redness and you could practically see the fainting spell about to commence.
"Hinata…" Despite his low tone, the poor woman was already swaying and her eyes were rolling. "What did you want?"
"Onee-chan!"
Great.
Sasuke rolls his eyes when Hanabi comes storming to her sister's side just as the girl is about to faint. However, hearing the younger Hyūga's voice must have brought some sense back to her since the frazzled woman instantly turns on her heel and runs into her sibling's arms.
Hinata's dizzy spells will always continue to baffle him.
"Onee-chan, I heard you yell and came to see what happened!" Hanabi explains, turning her concerned stare into a harsh glare upon looking at Sasuke. "Ass weasel, what did you do?"
Sasuke scoffs, watching as Hinata continues to shield her face and whimper as if she had just been struck. No wonder Hanabi was giving him the stink eye with a reaction like that. These sisters were so dramatic.
"It's not my fault she barged in."
"Barged in?" Hanabi questions, turning pink at the implication. "Barged in on what?!"
Sasuke simply arches his brow at the brunette. As if to answer, Fū slithers her way past the trio, a blushing abashed mess. Putting two and two together, Hanabi practically bursts into flames and points an accusatory finger at the smug man.
"You… You… You pervert!" She squeals. "I knew I shouldn't have sent her over! You're always doing something nasty!"
Sasuke shrugs and leans against the door frame. "I was enjoying a good book when the opportunity arose - quite literally. A man has his needs, Hyūga."
"Disgusting." Hanabi sucks her teeth and Hinata finally seems to regain some sensibility.
"Y-You should really stick to doing t-these... t-things in your room." The bluenette finally speaks, the tremble in her voice amusing him.
"It's my home, Hyūga. I'm free to be pleased wherever I like." Sasuke states with a taunting grin. "It's not my fault that you seem to have a knack for finding me in the middle of a good time."
The siblings instantly give him an appalled glare with rosy cheeks, both muttering gibberish about his crudeness. While he found their repulsion both comical and obnoxious, he still never received an answer as to why his fun time was ruined in the first place. Thanks to Hinata's intrusion, he was now left with a raging hard-on and it looked like Fū was too embarrassed to continue. Now he's going to have to find someone else to fuck and he has a sinking feeling that either a bubblegum hothead or a masochistic redhead is what's going to be on the menu.
Clicking his tongue at his predicament, Sasuke stares at the sisters with a steely gaze. His sudden seriousness puts the two on edge as they give him their wary attention.
"What did you want?" He asks once more, his tone leaving no room for banter.
Hinata gulps and squeezes Hanabi's shoulder before the girl could quip a snarky remark. She could just feel the sass radiate off her sister and would rather avoid the two bickering. She preferred to rinse out her eye sockets sooner rather than later.
"I-I wanted to tell y-you that a p-package... c-came for you." Why did he have to look at her like that when she spoke!? What had she said to make him look at her like an animal in heat?!
"A package, you say?" Hanabi didn't appreciate the way his eyes started roaming over her sister's body. "At least something came at this time."
Sasuke snickers when the two flush at his innuendo. He couldn't help himself when she used such phrasing as that. What did she expect when speaking to a sexually frustrated man with a tent in his pants?
Nevertheless, the news of his mail arriving brought a smile to his lips. He had received an email earlier about its impending arrival. With a deep breath, he walks past the sisters, cursing the uncomfortable manner in which he has to do so.
"Thanks for letting me know, Hyūga. If you'd like, I can reward you later for your services." Sasuke taunts with a wink and charming grin. He holds back a chuckle when the two ladies blanche at the suggestion. "Now, if you'll excuse me."
Without a second glance, Hinata and Hanabi watch as the Uchiha departs. The two look at each other once he's out of sight and let out a deep breath of relief. Hinata giggles when Hanabi puffs her cheeks and begins stomping off in the same direction Sasuke had left.
"I really hate that man, Nee-chan."
Hinata laughs nervously, following closely behind her younger sister. "I know you do, Hanabi-chan."
With a wave of their hands, the two split off to continue their duties around the manor. Once alone, the bluenette releases a heavy breath and her cheeks glow brightly.
"I'm just happy you didn't look down…"
-XxX-
Ino didn't know what to think of it when she saw it. All she knows is that she was flabbergasted by the sight.
Never in a million years did she think someone like Temari would be interested in gardening.
Yet the moment she snuck away from Karin's tyrannical ass and met up with the sole groundskeeper, her jaw dropped so fast when she saw the Sunagakure native wrist deep in some weeds.
Even the gardener, Saito-san as he preferred to be called, had admitted that seeing such an intimidating woman as Temari offer her services caught him off guard. He says she was very adamant about assisting him so it only would have been rude of him to turn her away.
"She's been a big help with tending to all the weeds." Saito-san comments to her while trimming the hedges. His smile is wide as he looks over the stoic woman, who was now planting new seeds in an empty plot. "With an estate as big as this and the need for an extravagant landscape that Fugaku-sama demands, having that extra hand these past couple of days has been a blessing."
Ino hums offhandedly, admiring Temari's skill. "If I had known sooner that we could help you out here, I would have put my good gloves on asap, Saito-san."
The older gentleman chuckles at her response, nodding in the direction of the shed. "Well now that you know, I'll put you to work too. You can start by watering the rose bushes towards the front of the manor."
The blue-eyed beauty nods at the man, her eyes never leaving Temari as she goes to grab the watering can from the shed. Once she has her supplies, she struts past her, once more eyeing the way she plants the seeds.
"I hope you know that your staring is getting to be on the creepy side, Ino."
Hearing Temari's voice so suddenly nearly causes Ino to drop the watering can and the extra compost she found. With a squeal and a giggle, Ino turns to face the woman who looks less than impressed with her jumpiness.
"Sorry, Temari. It's just that I never would have pegged you as the gardening type." Ino admits, coming to stand beside her.
Temari quirks a brow and looks bemused. "Why's that? Is it because I'm from Suna - a place where the most common plant you'll see is cacti?"
"Well," Ino laughs shamefully. "Yes, but no." She sighs. "But, mostly yes."
Temari smirks, turning back to her task.
"Sorry if that's offensive Temari." Ino apologizes, suddenly feeling like an ass for jumping to a stupid conclusion.
She feels a bit of her tension ease when Temari begins to snigger, the elder woman standing up and dusting off her knees. Temari turns to her, removing her gloves and eyeing her down with mirth.
"Don't worry about it. I'm honestly used to it." She states. "You'd be surprised by the number of people that get confused when they see a girl from the desert running her own greenhouse with her baby brother."
Ino's eyes widen with awe as she resists the urge to clap her hands giddily. "No way! You have your own greenhouse?" When Temari nods with a proud grin, Ino does a little skip and cheer. "That is a bit of a shock, to be honest. How do you manage to have one with the heat and sand? Is it just full of cacti or do you have other flora?"
"Together we've managed to scrounge up a variety that can withstand the harsher conditions. But for the most part, my brother really likes his cacti." Temari answers with a soft smile, her mind replaying images of her grunge-like sibling admiring a small cactus plant.
"That's awesome!" Ino cheers, momentarily forgetting her task at hand. "What made you so interested in having a greenhouse? I mean, my family owns one as well, considering they run the biggest flower shop in all of Konoha, but we come from a line of people who love the expressions of flowers."
Temari, too, drops what she's doing, having become fully invested in the conversation.
"Growing up, I only saw flowers in books and, despite my tough upbringing, I thought flowers were pretty." The Suna native explains. "So when I was able to, I would study botany on the side and even got my brother, Gaara, into it too. We mentioned our passion to our father, and with a bit of persuasion, we convinced him to build a greenhouse for us to further our studies and hobby. We wanted to be able to sustain our own garden with plants that could take the heat."
Ino's aquamarine eyes sparkled with awe. She could tell from Temari's smile alone how proud and passionate she was about her garden.
"You know how I mentioned my family's greenhouse?" Ino starts. "Well, ever since I was a kid, all I did was study flowers and their languages, even before I could formulate a coherent sentence. It helped me get ahead in my horticultural science studies for college, especially in the medicinal herbs section for my biology course."
Temari stares her fellow blonde down with a smug grin. She was impressed by the apparent knowledge Ino held, considering her initial opinion of the woman was your typical blonde bimbo.
"If you'd like, when we have the chance to, I can take you to my family's shop and give you some seeds to take back to Suna with you. I'll even give you a tour of our greenhouse!" Ino exclaims. "It honestly gives me Alice in Wonderland vibes with how colorful it is!"
To say the elder woman was astonished would be an understatement. She honestly felt like she was floating on a cloud at this moment, even if her face didn't show it.
Of course, Temari has heard about the famous Yamanaka Flower Shop. Anybody who admired flowers knew of this place. It was nominated as one of the top five flower shops out of the five great nations. It was her wish to always visit those shops, and now thanks to Ino, she can mark the Yamanaka's off her bucket list.
With a gulp and shotty breath, Temari reels in her excitement so that she doesn't come off as an immature brat. With the most cheerful grin she can muster, Temari says, "I'll gladly take you up on that offer."
"Oi! Those flowers aren't gonna water themselves!"
The blondes snap their heads in the direction of Saito-san. The old man was waving them down with a playful glare, wagging his finger at them despite his scolding.
"That's enough chit-chatting ladies. You have jobs to do, remember?"
"Yes, Saito-san!" The women call back. Their response satisfies the gentleman as he returns the hedge clipper to the shed. When he comes back out with the lawn mower, the ladies take that as their cue to return to their tasks at hand.
Grabbing the watering can and compost again, Ino offers a sugary grin. "We'll have to talk more about this later, okay?"
"Yeah." Temari nods. "I'm looking forward to it."
With the agreement in place, Ino makes her way to the front steps towards the rose bush she was initially supposed to tend to. Temari kneels back down and continues planting seeds and rooting up weeds and unwanted pests. All the while, neither beauties notice a certain Uchiha breathing in a hefty gulp of air from his balcony with a relieved look on his handsome face.
-XxX-
"I've said it once and I'll say it again for the hundredth time - this?… this is bullshit."
Tenten chuckles as Karui starts her daily rant over their punishment. While obnoxious, yes, it sort of provides some form of entertainment for her because of how animated the dark-skinned woman would get.
"Window washing?" Karui scoffs, wringing her towel in the nearby bucket. "Do I look like a damn professional?!"
"Apparently not since you clearly missed a spot and the windows look foggier than before."
"Argh! We just started, asshole!"
Both ladies turn at the sound of the only male voice that would taunt them as such. Karui flips him off and Tenten sticks her tongue out at him as he passes them by with a playful smirk. The two of them had only started cleaning the windows a few minutes ago per the head butler's orders, so while his teasing didn't really amount to much, it still ruffled the redhead's feathers.
"Someone sure looks chipper today." Tenten calls after him as he vanishes down the hall, a pep in his step after mocking the fiery woman's screeching.
"Yeah, well I sure would like to send his ass through a wood chipper right now." Mumbles Karui, slapping her towel onto the window pane.
Tenten rolls her eyes and gets back to her task at hand after Sasuke's little jab. She follows suit and starts wiping away at the grime on the glass.
"You're never going to give it a rest, are you?" She asks her fellow housemate.
Karui side-eyes her, sucking her teeth. "You know I'm not. I stand by the fact that this is utter bullshit."
"C'mon Karui, it's been two days. You're the only one still bitching about it, you know?" The brunette chides, switching to a different panel.
Karui looks skeptical, snorting as she wrings her towel once more. "Oh yeah? Aren't you forgetting about Karin's personal call girl or am I just hearing things when Sakura starts her tantrums?"
Tenten holds back a laugh, dropping her towel in the bucket and pointing a nagging finger at the redhead. "Okay, but that doesn't count because Karin has used this thing to be an absolute menace. If she was bossing me around like that, I'd be like Sakura too."
"My point exactly!" Karui exclaims, throwing her hands in the air. "Not only does Sasuke have us acting like the help without compensation, but you have that little kinky demon running that poor simp ragged?!"
The brown-eyed cutie runs an exasperated hand down her face when Karui strikes a triumphant pose.
"Ugh~... Look, I get it. I don't like having to do these chores either, especially when I'm technically supposed to be on some wacko vacation." She bemoans. "But I get it. We all fucked up and made a huge unnecessary dent in his family's pocket. We needed to do something, and whether any of us like it or not, that's why no one has really butted heads with him since."
Karui's golden eyes sharpen and she throws her towel in her bucket. She gestures to her person and then to the brunette with a wave of her hands.
"So you're telling me that mister rich genius boy couldn't think up anything different if he tried?" When Tenten just gives her a frustrated groan, she snaps her fingers in her face. "Don't give me that. You know I'm right."
"Karui…" Tenten drawls, crossing her arms.
"As you said, this was technically supposed to be some weird vacation or something for a lot of us." The redhead states. "I can only speak for myself and a few others, but I'm pretty sure that most of us put either jobs or school on hold to be at this stupid love game they got going on for an insatiable playboy. For crying out loud, I gave up being head of security for a rapper to be here because he said I needed to 'get this stick rammed out of my ass'."
Tenten takes a deep breath, holding back her laughter over what Karui's boss said. It was no secret that Karui was a personal bodyguard for her town's local rapper, Killer B. He has quite the reputation, so it was easy to see why she would brag about it during her stay here. According to her, the man was just as goofy and weird in person as he was in his songs. His weirdest habit, though, would have to be his tendency to rap everything apparently. And she means everything.
Tenten can feel amber eyes boring into her with the expectation of a response. However, she wasn't going to grace her with one. Instead, she was going to continue her mundane chore of cleaning these absurdly large windows.
While she agreed for the most part with what Karui was saying, she refused to feed into her melodrama. She's had to listen to this spiel for two days straight, and despite the valid points made, she didn't want to give the gratification of being right. Call her petty, if you will.
Although, her silence must have sufficed if that cheeky grin was anything to go by.
"I knew you knew I was right."
Tenten glowers at her, her nostrils flaring. "Okay, topic change. What's your favorite color?"
At this, Karui loosens up, emitting a light snicker. "That's the segue?"
"Yep." Quips Tenten, an amused smile etched on her face. "Just like you, I stand by it. Now answer the question."
-XxX-
When this whole maid plot started, Hinata never would have guessed that her main point of work would be in the kitchen. Yet here she was chatting it up with the chefs, discussing what tonight's dinner will be.
She knows that initially the head butler said that everyone had to participate in cooking if they wanted to eat, but she and the cooks agreed that as long as everyone was working and at least a couple of them help cook and clean after supper, then they weren't going to be anal about it. So when she and Hanabi offered to assist one day, it kind of just became their thing.
Hinata would often assist with the cooking while Hanabi aided in the cleanup. Sure, Hanabi would drone on about it at first, but her sister quickly became accustomed to it, especially once they started befriending this sweet chef named Meno.
Meno was this light-haired freckled woman who was a little bit older than Hinata. If she had to guess, the woman was probably around Temari's age at least. She was the first to engage the siblings when they came asking where they could help. She was also the chef Hinata had talked to about convincing the others to leave for the day. Despite being fairly new at the job as she had claimed, Meno held some status and appeal with her coworkers it seemed.
"Hey Hanabi, come be my taste tester for a sec," Meno calls, waving Hanabi down from the sink. "Tell me if it's too salty."
Hanabi eagerly skips over to the blonde cook, her eyes glimmering upon tasting the sauce to go with their ham dinner. "That's honestly amazing! I wouldn't change a thing!"
Meno smiles and motions Hinata over to sample as well. Hesitantly, Hinata steps away from chopping up onions to taste it. Once she does, the savory sauce brings a tint to her cheeks and a hum of delight.
"You really do make the best sauce, Meno-chan." The bluenette compliments, earning a bashful giggle in return.
"Oh stop it, you'll make me blush."
The lady trio shares a laugh before going back to their original tasks. Occasionally either sister will be called upon to sample something for their meal tonight, giving pointers when due.
That was the part Hinata loved about working in the kitchen with the chefs. Sure there was the typical hustle and bustle over the prepping and deciding on what to make for the three courses of the day, but it was pleasant. The staff was nice and the job was fairly easy. Hanabi especially enjoyed being the taster overall since these were top-class cooks.
Despite their family having their own share of wealth and status, they were a more modest and private family, preferring to either do the cooking themselves or have one person on hand. It wasn't a regular occurrence for them to be fed as if they dined at a five-star Michelin.
Since she hasn't been around the Uchiha since her mother passed, being here this past week has enlightened her to how drastically different their families have become. She remembers the times when Sasuke's parents mirrored her own, in a sense, with their love for subtlety. How things have changed to owning a huge mansion - on top of multiple other properties, to having an elite line of staff, to even their youngest child's proclivities being dealt with in such a fashion. Granted, she was just a child then and people do change, clearly, but that doesn't make it any less mind-boggling to her.
*Clang!*
Hinata jolts at the sound followed by some hushed cursing. Without even having to turn, she already knows what's the cause.
Sasuke has entered the kitchen.
It was weird at first considering these chefs have been with the family for a while now, but through some gossip, she's figured out why this young male chef is always so jumpy the second he makes eye contact with his employer's son. It was nothing major as the young man claims himself. After receiving a scolding by Sasuke for a mistake in his dinner and for refusing - per his parents' request - to make his latest conquest a meal, he's been terrified of him since.
She understands and shares his sentiments completely. Having been on the receiving end of Sasuke's wrath for years has made her one to not judge someone's fear of him. She knows how much of a stinkweed the young Uchiha can be.
"This sight will never get old." Speaking of being a stinkweed.
The bluenette can practically feel the amused grin and cocky attitude radiate off of him. She glances over to Hanabi to see her reaction to the taunt, pleased to find the girl biting her tongue despite the red cheeks.
Hinata knew how hard it was for Hanabi to restrain herself from firing back snarky quips, especially since she found this whole thing beyond humiliating. For someone of their status to be put to manual labor such as this, out of nothing but a guilt-ridden obligation, their father would surely be ashamed. In fact, disownment wouldn't be so far-fetched if he were to see them now - not that that hasn't already been something threatened, but she doesn't want to think about that right now.
Great. Now she was shaking. Curse her mind for bringing up unpleasant memories.
"Hm. You're quaking Hyūga." The sudden proximity of his voice has her flinching and dropping her knife. "Is my presence that terrifying or are you just excited to see me?"
Hinata turns her head to the side to hide her heated cheeks. "T-That's not it."
"Oh? Perhaps it's those onions you're cutting?" Hinata stiffens when she feels his body suddenly press against hers. It wasn't a full embrace but the moment she felt his chest touch her back and watched as his arms slinked on either side of her on the counter, her breath hitched.
"Those prized Hyūga eyes can't handle some chopped onions? Are they tearing up? Making you quiver?"
Hinata could feel his breath on her ear at this point. Why did he always have to do this? Why torture her in such a way? Especially with something so nonsensical?
Ever since she started working in the kitchen, Sasuke has made it a point to harass her relentlessly like this. Sure he harasses the others too from what she's heard, but the way he comes for her is slightly different. He would come close to her, say suggestive things, make her sweat under his being, only then to-
"Ass Weasel!*
Back away like a giggly school boy when Hanabi finally snaps.
The second she feels him launch himself away from her, she whips around to see him smirking triumphantly at a fuming Hanabi stomping her way over.
"Leave Onee-chan alone, you pervert!"
Aside from toying with her with poor flirtatious banter, he uses it as a way to attack her sister as well. He knows Hanabi will viciously come after him for messing with her, so it's like he would do the most uncomfortable things to kill two birds with one stone.
"I knew you couldn't hold it in forever, you brat." Sasuke teases, easily stepping away from a light swipe of the younger girl's hand.
However, something was different. Sasuke seems cheerful - giddy almost. She wonders what could have made him so upbeat.
"Well, how could I when you're all up on my sister saying weird things like a total creep?!" Hanabi shouts back at him. Meno and the other chefs try their best not to pry at the spectacle presented before them. "And here I've been told that you're supposed to be 'oh so suave'."
Sasuke grins and places his hand on his hip. "I can be when I want to be."
"With lines like that, I'm not so sure. You need to keep that cringe away from Onee-chan." Hanabi retorts, waving her hand in front of her face.
"Oh please. If I was really after your sister…"
Hinata, being too wrapped up in her thoughts about the young bachelor, is caught unawares when said man caresses her chin. Her pearlescent eyes grow wide and her mouth forms a tight line when he brings his face closer to hers, just inches away from their noses touching.
She can hear Hanabi gasp and the clutter of the kitchen come to a startling mum as everyone waits in anticipation for what Sasuke was about to do. Even Hinata herself wasn't sure of how far he was going to take his taunt, especially considering that hazy look in his eyes.
Given his earlier predicament when she walked in on him and Fū, she never knew if he was able to satiate his sexual appetite from then. He seemed frustrated from that point, but now he seemed sprightly. So perhaps he managed to find someone willing to take the edge off, but then again, the look in his eyes was just…
"I'd already have myself buried deep inside her right on this countertop."
Her body became alight with a red blush. Hanabi could be heard choking on her voice. That young male chef once again let something hit the floor with a resounding clang. It was silent.
"But then again, my corny lines seem to be working on her just fine if her shaky knees are anything to go by, huh Hyūga?"
And just like that, Hinata was snapped back to reality and out of Sasuke's web of lust. As soon as those words left his lips, he was dodging another blazing slap of fury courtesy of her little sister.
The second he stepped away from her, Hinata felt the air refill her lungs and the trembling of her legs subdued. She wasn't going to lie and say that his teasing didn't affect her. She was a woman, after all, in a house where sex takes place around every corner - which she's had the unfortunate displeasure of witnessing more often than not. She was bound to feel restless at some point. She just has better morals than to let herself fall into his lap like many of these other girls.
As Sasuke and Hanabi engage in their childish banter, the chefs return to preparing supper seeing as the steamy moment has ended. Meno makes her way over to the breathless girl, placing a comforting hand on her shoulder.
"Are you okay, Hinata?" She asks with a bemused smile. "I don't know how you're still standing to be honest."
The bluenette raises a brow in question when she notices Meno's brown eyes shimmer in his direction. It's then she understands that the lady chef is indeed infatuated with her employer's son.
"I'm alright, Meno-san. Just a little flustered is all." Hinata replies, watching Hanabi defend her honor. "Sasuke-kun just really knows how to push our buttons."
"Are you sure he's just 'pushing buttons'?" The light-haired cook questions. Her freckled cheeks hold a rosy glow as she starts nibbling her bottom lip. "I really don't get how you can just keep it together when he gives you those fuck me eyes."
Hinata's face regains its red tint at Meno's blunt words. "I-I don't think S-Sasuke-kun is serious when it comes to Hanbi-chan and me."
She knows the difference now between when Sasuke is seriously trying to bed someone compared to just being a jackass. When he is serious, you will be able to tell by the darkness his charcoal eyes hold. His demeanor will change entirely to that of a predatory being, like someone on the prowl about to devour its next meal. It's overwhelming how much sexual aura he exudes. She doesn't get that from him when it comes to her, thankfully.
However, Meno must see things differently than she does.
"With your sister, obviously he's just being a pest, but with you - I would kill to be in your shoes, my dear."
-XxX-
Kurotsuchi was mortified.
After receiving a phone call that Jiraiya and co. would be arriving within 15 minutes and rounding everyone up, including a fornicating Karin and Sasuke, she now stood face to face with Sasuke's family. More specifically his mother. The reason they were all in this mess in the first place.
If only she hadn't touched this woman's wine collection… and now she was going to find out what she did…
She wasn't ready to bring shame to her grandfather like this. He liked the Uchiha matriarch. How would she be able to face him when Mikoto comes to hate her for stealing her stupidly expensive liquor?!
"Good afternoon everyone." Jiraiya greets them once everyone is settled. His booming voice breaks the sweating brunette's train of thought, bringing her attention, along with everyone else's, to him. "I see you are all doing quite well since our last visit."
"That's a bit of an overstatement…" Karui mumbles under her breath, rousing a light chorus of grumbles.
Jiraiya and Tsunade spare a glance at each other with knowing grins.
"Well, with formalities out of the way," Jiraiya states with a clap of his hands. "Let's just cut to the chase. Mr. and Mrs. Uchiha, if you may."
Sasuke's eyes dart towards his parents, as do the others. Kurotsuchi begins to sweat anxiously for what was to be said, while Sasuke can already feel his agitation growing. Something about his mother's face spoke volumes about what they had to say.
"As of today," Fugaku begins, his arms folded and face stern. "You ladies will no longer be working under my son's thumb."
"What?" Sasuke questions, cursing under his breath.
"Huh?! Really?!" A few of the women gasp in disbelief. While many of them looked relieved, Karin couldn't contain her disappointment.
Fugaku nods and ushers for his wife to speak. Mikoto sighs and stares everyone down with a conflicted expression.
"Now while I appreciate and adore my Sasuke's consideration towards my feelings about my wine collection, this is not what this program is here for." The dark-haired mother explains. "Although I may be very upset to learn that I have to spend a great deal trying to restore my supply, it is more important to me that you ladies go on as naturally as possible in this house with my son."
Sasuke's brows pinch together and his teeth grit as his master plan unravels before him. He was going to question how his family even knew of their situation, but then again, these assholes somehow know about who he beds and when it happens along with every little spat that goes on between the girls. It was absurd how monitored they were, especially since he was beginning to enjoy being in command of these beautiful women.
"Jiraiya and Tsunade have expressed to us the importance of having you all interact and live as you normally would so that things may run as authentic as possible." Fugaku further explains. "Being house servants isn't going to aid in that so you are free to do as you please for the remainder of your stay."
Just as the excited females were about to cheer, Mikoto's sharp tone slices through their joyful wails. "However, if I catch wind of something like this happening again, I will not be so forgiving and benevolent next time."
Kurotsuchi flinches and shrinks into herself when the Uchiha matriarch's hard stare lands on her. Of course, this woman would know of who stole her supply because these assholes know everything! Now she was going to have to do a lot of ass kissing to make sure Mikoto never gives her this look again!
Sasuke, on the other hand, winces when his mother turns to give him a doe-eyed gaze of appreciation and love. It wasn't often that he received such a look, so to have her give it to him now of all times was super weird. It kind of made his skin crawl and his stomach churn. Itachi received such adoring looks, not him.
Even his father, who he hardly ever saw look at him anymore with anything other than disgust, appeared almost proud if you can call it that. His father rarely smiled but when he did it was barely noticeable. This was one of those moments that a small tug of his lips showed and he knows it was because of his mom.
Just as Karin was beginning to bemoan her situation and Sakura and Ino were about to trample her for it, Tsunade raises a hand and commands their silence.
"Now, now. Before you all get rowdy, we have one last announcement to share." She states. "I believe you will all like to hear this."
Jiraiya grins widely and outstretched his arms for dramatic effect. "As you all are aware, we have plans for you to partake in a little beach trip."
Just hearing mention of the beach has many of their girls becoming jittery with excitement.
"We're happy to announce that your trip is just two days away and we have a few surprises in store for you!"
Almost immediately the room fills with a deafening cheer. Some of the ladies stand and relish in the news, while others share a more mild reaction. Sasuke, on the other hand, was silently dreading what was to go down on this so-called day trip if this house had already become a shit show after a week and a half.
Tsunade grins at the mixed reactions, taking great amusement in the young Uchiha's dismay. "It looks to me like you all could use this day-cation after such a tiresome week."
-XxX-
Okay so admittedly, this chapter sucks ass. I hate it but I needed something to write me out of the hole I put myself in unintentionally. Also, I know it's been forever since I updated but my computer shit the bed, and I'm having to write everything from my phone. I can't seem to figure out how to post by phone either so I had to wait until I could get to a computer. Hopefully, you guys enjoyed this and I can get back to writing the story that I want to. I have so much lore/plot written up for this story and I hate myself for mucking it up with these last two chapters.
Anyways, thank you for sticking with me. I hope y'all have a great day/night!