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Chapter List
- 1-Personal Assistant
- 2-Part 2
- 3-Part 3
- 4-Part 4
- 5-Part 5
- 6-Part 6
- 7-Part 7
- 8-Part 8
- 9-Part 9
- 3
- 4
- 5
PART 4

Sasuke carried Hinata to
her bedroom and found a towel in her bathroom, soaked it just lightly and
brought it back to wipe her face with. She was ghostly white and Sasuke feared
that he might have scared the living daylight out of her. He saw her eyelids
move a bit before she opened her eyes and looked around.

�S-Sasuke-san?� she
mumbled when she felt the cold cloth against her face.

�Hinata-san, I�m sorry��
Sasuke said and lowered his head in embarrassment.

�What happened,
Sasuke-san? How long was I blacked out?� Hinata tried to sit up and was helped
by the black haired man. She rubbed her forehead and tried to figure out what
she had done before she fainted. She was pretty sure that she had.
�I had packed my bags and I went to see if Sasuke-san was ready
too and then�.�

Sasuke could see that
Hinata was going through the last moments before she fainted and he just waited
for her to realized that he had been jerking off, coming while moaning her name
very loudly. �Way to go Uchiha, she will probably kill you for this�� he
thought grimly and continued to brush the damp cloth over her pale face.

�You�re sick, Sasuke-san�
aren�t you?�

Sasuke flinched when he
heard Hinata�s soft voice. Of course he was sick� he was a sick and perverted
young man that wanted nothing else than to rip off her clothes and take her
right there on her own bed.

�I�m so sorry,
Hinata-san,� he whispered. What else could he say?

�But what is ailing you?
Does your stomach hurt or is it something else?� asked Hinata and her hand came
up and cupped his cheek. The small caress was very shy and she felt her face
heat up at the boldness of her actions. �You can tell me what is making you sick
and perhaps I can help you.�

�Huh?�

�I may not look like it,
but I know very much about herbal medicine. So if you tell me what�s wrong and I
may be able to help you�. if you let me of course,� said Hinata.

�She thinks that I
really am sick?!!� the
knowledge was like a punch right to his stomach and made him feel even worse.
But instead of answering her he just shook his black head.

�Nothing is really wrong
with me, Hinata-san,� he said and moved away from the edge of the bed. He could
feel the hurt radiate from the petite woman on the bed. The hurt that he
wouldn�t confide in her. �I can�t tell you Hinata-san.
Not yet anyway��

Hinata knew she was
pouting but then took a deep breathe and stepped out of her bed. She brushed out
her slightly wrinkled clothes and walked over to the Uchiha-son. She put her
hand on his shoulder.

�I will be here if you
want to tell me about your problem,� she said before grabbing her bags and
walked out of the room.

Sasuke could feel
something warm spread through out every vein in his body when he realized that
she meant what she said. Again he was struck by the fact that this little woman
didn�t care that he was an Uchiha or for that matter � a chick magnet. Hinata
saw Sasuke as her friend and she really cared for him. He went back to his room
and fetched a bag and followed the shy Hyuuga out to his car. He nodded to her
to get into the car and he put the bags in the trunk and then sat down behind
the wheel.

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The hour ride over to
Hinata�s family estate was done in silence. Sasuke didn�t dare open his mouth
and instigate a conversation, afraid that he might say something that triggered
her memory to what actually happened in his bathroom. She had seen what he was
doing. He groaned in silence as he saw her surprised face as he made the last
pump on his shaft and sprayed his seed all over his hand and at the same time
crying out her name in ecstasy. If she did remember that part she would probably
be scarred for life. �She�s so innocent. And I would have an army of people
after me if I ever did something to her innocence,� Sasuke made a face as
the familiar horny heat began to grow in his lower parts.
�Damn that Kakashi, it is all his fault for giving me those
perverted books.�

It had begun on Sasuke�s
eighteenth birthday. The driver and all together janitor of the Uchiha�s had
given Sasuke the first title in a series of books written by a very eccentric
writer known as Jiraiya-sama. Eccentric in the case of � he rarely gave
interviews, he had a thing for frogs and he could be spying on the women at
different hotsprings throughout the country or at brothels. Sasuke had read the
first book in a weak moment. He had to admit that he had been affected by the
contents and very aroused. But he would have to be put through extensive torture
before he ever would tell anybody about it.

And the books themselves
did indeed influence the young man when it came down to sex and intimate
situations. And what ever Hinata might think of herself as woman, being shy and
withdrawn from the rest of the world � she was the star of Sasuke�s wet dreams
and heated imagination at the moment. There wasn�t an hour that went by that he
didn�t have a dirty thought about the Hyuuga.

And by the time they had
arrived at the Hyuuga-estate, Sasuke was as hard as a rock. He shifted
uncomfortable in the driver�s seat and got a concerned look from pale-eyed
woman. He stepped out of the car and prayed to the gods that his raging hard-on
wasn�t showing. He was the perfect gentleman though and opened the door for
Hinata and held out a helping had as she stepped out.

Hinata looked around the
front yard. It was something wrong with this picture but she just couldn�t put
her finger on it. In the corner of her eyes she could see that Sasuke removed
the bags from the car and placed them next to him. She walked up to the door and
found it to be locked. She put her hand in her pocket and felt her keys there.

�What�s wrong,
Hinata-san?� asked Sasuke and came up behind her. He could sense the nervousness
within her and it made him feel bad.

�This is strange,�
mumbled Hinata and put her finger on the bell. They could hear an echoing sound
from the inside of the mansion but nobody came to open the door. �Very strange,
it seems as if my family is away and the whole staff along with them.�

Indeed that was strange,
even Sasuke knew that even if his family were away, there was always some part
of the staff that was left to take care of things. And the Hyuuga�s were just as
rich and influential as the Uchiha�s. He pressed the button to the bell again
but it was still nobody that came and opened the door for them.

�You have keys, right?�
asked Sasuke.

Hinata nodded and picked
up the keys from her pocket and opened the door with them. Sasuke went to grab
her bags and followed Hinata inside the mansion. Inside it was silent; the only
thing they could hear was the tic-toc sound of the grandfather-bell.

�They are not here��
Hinata�s voice was low and trembling and Sasuke suspected that she was on the
verge to tears. Not that he blamed her for that. He had heard when she talked
about going home that she actually looked forward to it and she had talked to
her father and now she came back to an empty castle.

�I�m sorry, Hinata-san,�
Sasuke said and put his arm around her shaking shoulders. �Do you wish to go
back home again?�

�B-but this is� h-he
said�� Hinata sobbed and then she broke down into tears. She didn�t really
notice when Sasuke pulled her into his arms and let her cry against his
shoulder.

Sasuke�s soul was being
torn apart when he heard her cry. He put his lips against her black hair and
whispered comforting words. He looked over head towards bureau that was standing
underneath a large mirror, and there he saw an envelope and he had a good guess
to whom it was addressed.

�Hinata-san� I think your
father might have left a message for you,� he whispered softly and rubbed her
back soothingly. He felt her turn her head towards the mirror and then she
untangled herself from Sasuke�s embrace and went over to the bureau and picked
up the envelope.

Hinata blinked away the
tears in her eyes and opened the envelope and read the letter. Her eyes scanned
it over and over again until she ripped it to pieces and walked out of the door.
She could feel Sasuke�s dark eyes burn into her back but she didn�t care.

�Hinata-san?�

�Let�s go home again,�
said Hinata with a voice that could cut diamonds.

�As you wish,� answered
Sasuke and grabbed her bags and put them into the trunk of the car again. He
could only guess what was written on that torn up letter, but judging by her
voice at the moment it couldn�t have been anything good. But hearing her say
that they should go home again really sounded nice in his ears.
�Yeah, Hinata-chan, let�s go home again� our home.�

Sasuke suppressed a small
shiver as they drove back home again. Hinata was like a piece of broken glass,
no matter where you touched, you got cut or pierced. Her pale eyes were flaring
with emotions but Sasuke couldn�t decipher what she was going through. And every
time he tried to say anything he was silenced by a cold look. She didn�t want to
talk about it.

It hurt Sasuke a bit that
she didn�t have enough confidence in him but then it struck him, he had not told
her about what had happened earlier before they left for this trip. It was only
fair that she wouldn�t talk about her personal problems with him either.

But instead of driving
home again, Sasuke decided that they should have dinner on one of his favourite
restaurants. Hinata would only hide in her room once they got back and it would
only serve to deepen her despair and Sasuke wouldn�t have that. No, she needed
to be with people, she needed to be with someone that loved her.

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Hinata was going over the
context of the letter in her head over and over again. She was sure that her
father had underestimated her intelligence if he thought that she wouldn�t
figure out what he was planning.

�I am sorry my
daughter, but something came up and we had to go out of town. But feel free to
invite the Uchiha to stay with you if you feel lonely.

Love,

Your Father.�

Hinata was on the verge
to kill her family for doing this to her. �He really thinks that I will fall
for Sasuke-san and with that they would bind our families together. But Father,
I have news for you. Sasuke-san does not feel such things for me. He doesn�t
feel at all, he�s a popcicle!!� She swallowed a scream as her mind began to
make up plans on how to torture her father.

Her nails were digging in
to the palms of her hands and she was ready to chew her tongue down when the car
suddenly stopped. She looked out of the window and saw that Sasuke had parked
somewhere in the centre of town. She shot him a venomous look but he just
stepped out and went around the car and opened the door for her.

�Sasuke-san, what are you
doing?� she asked.

�I�m going to show you a
good restaurant. One of my favourite�s places to go if I want to get away from
things,� said the black eyed boy and took hold of Hinata�s hand and pulled her
out of the car.

Hinata yelped quietly as
she was pulled up and her free hand landed on his chest. She turned violently
red and looked down on the ground. She heard him shut the car door behind her
and then she was dragged by the hand into the restaurant.

The waiters and the woman
behind the desk waved at Sasuke and Hinata was surprised to see the warm smile
on the Uchiha�s lips. Apparently the raven haired boy was known here but instead
of being greeted with screaming fan-girls he was greeted because he was just
customer. He found them a table at the window and he held out a chair to Hinata.
She sat down but she held a suspicious eye on the Uchiha.

Sasuke just smiled at
Hinata and then turned his attention to the waiter that came up next to them.
Sasuke mumbled something into the waiter�s ear whom in return nodded and left
quickly.

�I ordered for you, I
hope you don�t mind,� said Sasuke.

Hinata didn�t answer that
instead she turned to look out the window. She was not happy. She was angry, no�
not angry � she was royally pissed off. �And you should know what is
happening here, Sasuke-san, because I am sure that your Father wants this to
union between our two families,� she thought and felt the need to crush the
glass in the window and run away. �You�re a smart man,
why can you not see that our fathers are playing card with fate with us as the
bet?�

Sasuke smirked when he
saw the surprised face when the food was placed on the table. It was just simple
waffles with whipped cream and blueberry jam.

�It�s good, I promise,�
said Sasuke and put a piece into his mouth and closed his eyes as the taste hit
his tongue and he was drowned in its sensations. �But I believe that you would
taste even better,� his perverted mind said and he could see himself lying
between her legs and lap up every drop she could produce.

Hinata saw the flush that
washed over the otherwise so pale Uchiha and she frowned. What on earth was
wrong with that man anyway? She had seen him done it numerous times as they
drove over to her family estate and now he was doing it again. It kind of
reminded her about herself when she was blushing, but Sasuke wasn�t the kind of
person that blushed very easily and this colour shifting only aided to her
beliefs that he was suffering from some sort of sickness.

She mentally shook her
head and began eating. If Sasuke wanted to tell her about his sickness, he would
do so, but until then she could only go on like she always had.

She held on to that
notion until she saw him grab his glass of milk, took a few sips from it and
then put it down again. His hand moved down the glass before he let it go and
some of the milk skimped over the edge and landed on his fingers.

Her memory began to flash
her images of Sasuke holding on to another part of his body as he sprayed
something white onto his hand. And at the same time she could hear him cry out
her name. She dropped the fork and knife onto the plate with a loud sound and
she shot to her feet and backed away from the table.

�Hinata-san?� Sasuke
called out when he saw the shock on Hinata�s face.

�Y-you�,� began Hinata
and pointed her finger at Sasuke.

�I�what?�

�Y-you did that� and you�
and you s-said my name,� whispered Hinata and felt her body pulsate with warmth.

Sasuke was lost for a
moment before he realized what Hinata actually was talking about and he dropped
the kitchen utensils on the plate and almost choked. Did she really have to
remember such thing right here at the restaurant? He began to search for his
wallet and placed a couple of bills on the table and then he walked over to
Hinata, grabbed her hand and dragged her out of the place.

Once they reached the
car, Sasuke moved to lock Hinata between himself and the vehicle. With one hand
he made her look into his eyes and he could see all her emotions in those pale
depths.

�I am sorry, Hinata-san,�
he said with coarse voice. �It was never meant for you to see that.�

�B-but� y-you said my
name��

�Yes, I said your name
because�. Because you have crawled under my skin and when I did that thing I was
imagining you doing it for me.� Sasuke decided he would come out into the light
with this now that she knew about it. He wouldn�t hide anything from her from
this hour and forward.

Hinata felt as if all her
blood had turned into something she only could describe as hot, moulting lava.
The most sought after bachelor was doing �that� while thinking of
her?? It was just too much for Hinata. Of course she knew that things like that
happened, but she could never in her life imagine that she was the star of such
things.

�Hinata-san, believe me
when I say that I will never do anything that you don�t want me to do. But� But
I can�t help it. You have turned my life upside down and I can not lie to you
now when you know the truth � I want you, I desire you and I think that I even
love you� and I�

�SHUT UP!!!�
shouted Hinata and put her hands against her ears and she closed her eyes. She
didn�t want to hear it. She burst away from the confinement of his arms and
began to run. She ran blindly into the town and to the only person she knew she
could be safe and where nobody could find her.

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Temari opened the door
and saw a tear drenched Hinata outside. She didn�t ask any questions; instead
she held the door open and let the Hyuuga woman inside.

�He�s up in his study,�
said Temari and made a gesture towards the stairs.

�T-Thank you,
Temari-san,� sobbed Hinata and ran up the stairs.

Temari growled darkly
when Hinata disappeared from her view. She walked right into her small office
and found her little black book. She found the phone number to Uchiha, Sasuke
and she dialled his cell-phone. Sometimes it was good to be the secretary to the
head of a company. She had access to everyone�s phone-numbers. That man was
going to have a piece of her mind right now! She had specifically stated that
Hinata would not be harmed in anyway because if that girl came to her doorstep
and cried � Hiro would have to pay dearly. And now she had just opened up the
door for a crying Hinata.

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Upstairs Gaara was faced
with a crying Hinata. He had seen her come through the door to his study and two
seconds later he had his arms full of her. He patted her back as she was crying
and spilling out everything that had happened during the day, including that
very scene where Hinata had burst into Sasuke�s bathroom.

Gaara�s arms tightened
around Hinata�s shoulder and he could feel the blood thirst rise inside him. The
Uchiha would pay for this; he would pay it with his life. Nobody made his
precious friend cry like this and got away with it.

�I�m so confused,
G-Gaara-kun,� sobbed Hinata and clutched the red head�s shirt. �I� I�m not t-the
kind of w-woman t-that y-you guys� t-think of w-while doing t-that!�

Gaara�s sea green eyes
widened a bit for a very short moment but then he turned back to his normal self
again. He was still silent and waited for the next wave that he knew would come
from the person that was his best friend. But his soul was speaking to him while
he listened to the fragile woman in his arms. �You have
no idea on how you affect people, how you can turn every man around to do your
every bidding� You can make them do just about anything and yet you can not see
it. I understand why the Uchiha has fallen for you� I can see why he has those
fantasies about you��

Gaara cradled the petite
woman in his arms as he moved them both to sit down on his couch. He had once
been where Sasuke was at the moment, but he come over the infatuation and turned
it into a very deep friendship instead. But he would die before he let Hinata
get hurt and he knew that both his siblings would do the same. And if Hinata
said anything to Temari and she figured out what the whole thing was about,�
Gaara�s sister would give Sasuke�s father a good ass-wipe before she was
finished with him.

�Hinata-chan� Don�t cry,�
whispered Gaara soothingly. �I am sure that Uchiha-san knows how to control
himself. It was just unfortunate that you walked in on him. He has not tried
anything towards you has he?�

Hinata shook her head
against Gaara�s shoulder. It was the truth; Sasuke had not done anything else
that could even indicate that he had such thoughts about Hinata.

�Most people can not help
the fact that they have fantasies and I am sure� I am very sure that the Uchiha
knows that you are shy and timid and doesn�t see your self as an object of
desire. And I am sure that you� you have such moments too. It�s a human thing.�

Hinata wanted to protest
against Gaara�s words, but she knew that he spoke the truth so she stayed
silent. But the gentle rocking he did to her lulled her exhausted body to sleep
and she was thankful for it. She couldn�t bare to think about this any longer.
Why couldn�t things be like they had been before when she was alone in her small
apartment?

Gaara put Hinata down on
his couch and placed a blanket over her. He made sure that she was asleep and
then he walked downstairs. He was met by his sister Temari who looked very
baffled about something.

�Nee-chan?� he
questioned.

�Uchiha-san is here. Can
you believe it � the fucker is capable of love�� was Temari�s words as she found
her voice. But when she saw the confused look in Gaara�s eyes she went to
explain the situation for her brother.

Sasuke had figured it out
that Hinata would seek refuge with some of her friends. And with a stroke of
good luck he had hit right on the target when he went to the Sabaku�s residence.
The blonde bomb shell that was his father�s secretary told him while she was
about to choke him to death that Hinata was here and she had been crying her
eyes out.

�I l-love her�� the
Uchiha had managed to squeeze out as the woman tried to cut off his air supply.
His answer had made her drop him to the ground and she stepped back.

Gaara�s eyes narrowed. He
needed to hear this for himself. He went to the kitchen where he knew that his
sister would have made the Uchiha wait. And true enough, there the tall bastard.

�You made her cry,
Uchiha,� growled Gaara and his hand was curled around a kitchen knife.

�Yes, and I am very sorry
for that. It was not my intention to make her cry,� answered Sasuke and felt
slightly nervous when he saw the smaller man grab hold of a knife. �Is this
whole family homicidal or is it just me?� His throat was still sore from the
death grip from Gaara�s sister.

�Then what was your
intention, Uchiha?�

�It was not meant for her
to find out how I felt about her. And especially not like that..� Sasuke turned
red like a ripe tomato.

�You said you loved her?�

�Yes, I believe I do love
her. I have never felt like this before and� Please, can I talk to her?�

�No, she�s asleep. I
think you should go home. If she wants to come back I will take her there, until
then � she stays,� said Gaara and drove the knife into the bench and then he
turned and walked out of the room.

Sasuke caught the hint
and hurried out of the house. He wouldn�t be alive for much longer if he stayed
around here. But he sent one last look at the house where Hinata, where the
woman he loved so very much was staying. He sighed and got into the car and
drove back to a very empty house.

He dragged himself into
his room and fell with a heavy thud back on his bed. He was accompanied with the
little cat. He smiled sadly and placed the cat on his chest and petted her.

�I am sorry Neko-chan,
but your mistress will not come back today. You�ll have to do with me until she
gets back,� he told the little kitten. �If she comes
back that is��

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Hope you all enjoyed this part.

Until next time... Don't drink and fly.
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