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The Search for the Uchiha Matriach	By : diamondsy Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female Views: 6928 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Due to the high damage sustained by the arena, the reception had to be moved back to the Konoha Headquarters, in the open field. Sasuke had decided that he'd be late for the event and went to the library to review his notes.
He turned to his left and smirked. Naruto had attempted to smuggle another bottle of rice wine to the party. But seeing its effect on the groom, Sasuke took it upon himself to prevent Naruto from getting shit-faced on his own wedding night. What if it's not big enough, Naruto? he laughed, I doubt it'd even get hard if you keep drinking that shit. You don't wanna miss out on your honeymoon, do you?
Taking a sip, he opened his file case.
Hana Inuzuka was tripped and easily bested by Sakura. So she's out. Sasuke put a large cross against her file. Sip.
Tenten was crafty but her techniques were not reliable, nor genetic; furthermore, her chakra pool was very small. Besides, Shizune knocked her out with a simple sucker palm strike. Weak. Crossed out. Sasuke placed it on top of Hana’s file. Sip.
Ino... The Yamanaka girl was perfect. She was crafty, quick, powerful and heavens be damned, she was the hottest. She outlasted the Mizukage – but damn, was she shallow. Sasuke seriously considered her before writing, “Tentative.” Sip.
Sakura – well, she’s out of the list but fuck, she’s out of this world.
Hinata Hyuuga, she didn't show–
"Sasuke-kun, am I interrupting?" came her saccharine voice.
What?! I didn’t sense her presence. Quickly composing himself and covering the files with his scrolls, Sasuke turned to his visitor, “Hinata! What are you doing here?"
"Um… I… I was..." Hinata fidgeted, “Kiba-kun said…”
Sasuke had no time for Hinata’s ramblings. He had a decision to make. Looking the Hyuuga heiress in the eye, he interrupted her with a dismissive, "I’m busy. The party’s outside."
Immediately regretting his words as he watched Hinata stepped back, looked at the ground and began mumbling apologies, Sasuke added, "Sorry, it's confidential. It doesn't concern you."
"Is that, is that my file?" Hinata eyed the files on Sasuke’s desk, suddenly becoming very curious.
How did she- Byakugan. God, what happened to the shrinking violet from just an hour ago? Wait – that smell. No. She couldn’t possibly be drinking, could she?
"Well, I'm looking for a partner in my upcoming mission," Sasuke said, phrasing his words carefully.
Hinata nodded, "What kind of mission?"
Sasuke winced, "I can't say."
"Oh, okay," Hinata smiled and dropped the topic, "I brought you some food." She turned to the table behind her and picked up a tray. It was loaded with bowls of ramen, maki rolls, tea and rice balls.
That caught the normally collected Uchiha unguarded. "You did?" Not knowing what else to say, Sasuke cleared his table and grabbed the tray from Hinata.
The bottle of sake in the tray barely had any left. Hinata drank all these?
Hinata’s cheeks reddened as Sasuke’s fingers touched hers. She followed Sasuke and watched as he laid out the dishes, “Let… let me help.”
When they had finished setting up, he looked at his handiwork and smiled. For a minute, the pariah of Konoha seemed poignant, a fact Hinata did not fail to notice.
“Sasuke-kun, a no… I didn’t know you were good at table-setting,” Hinata offered, “It’s beautiful.”
It was a strange feeling for Sasuke. It’s been a while since he had set up a table and doing it now, with Hinata politely praising Sasuke – it felt good. For a minute, it felt like he was back at home.
Sasuke was silent.
“I’m sorry! I… I didn’t mean to offend – There were rumors in the village that you and Naruto-kun – but I don’t mean –“ Hinata tripped her words and was talking rapidly, in her mind, each word making the situation far worse than before.
“Thank you, Hinata,” Sasuke said, embracing the flustered girl. The scent of lavender filled his senses as he held her tight, enjoying the warmth her soft cheeks had on his chest. This one. It felt right.

Their dinner was pleasant and different from what Sasuke had in his dark, dreary compound. They have, in fact, forgotten of the party outside, having had their own private gathering in the library.
It was strange, really.
Hinata had opened up about her father's expectations and disappointments in her, Neji's will, her love for Naruto and her resolve to better herself. Sasuke can't help but admire the girl for her silent strength. He never did expect her to turn out this way. Beneath her shy exterior was this kind, confident and powerful woman. The fact that she was simply beautiful, well-mannered and elegant further made Sasuke wonder why guys never noticed her - why he never noticed her.
In return, Sasuke found himself opening up to a girl he barely spoke three hours with.
Hinata laughed at his stories and seemed genuinely interested when he told his side of the story during his travels as a missing-nin of Konoha.
It was a touchy topic for Sasuke and he had never brought it up with anyone else - not even Naruto. But, sake and good company have a way of lowering inhibitions – a fact that Sasuke is slowly realizing.
“Ever since Itachi joined the ANBU, my mother would ask me to help set the table during dinner. It was a big boy’s job, she used to say,” he had opened up, later, “I used to be so annoyed at the extra chores she gave me but now–“
Hinata had obviously been drinking - heavily. He notice it slightly before but now, it was all but subtle. The fact that he had been drinking too did not help the case.
Sasuke drew a sharp intake of breath as Hinata began loosening up her kimono, “It’s getting hot in here, Sasuke! Must be the sake.” Then, she laughed as she accidentally spilled her drink over the table, to Sasuke. “I’m sorry, Sasuke, let me get that!”
He noted the lack of horonifics. Sasuke’s eyes bulged as Hinata sauntered over him with her kimono threatening to expose her ample bosom.
A flash of skin; Hinata tripping over Sasuke; And her head landing dangerously near his crotch: All these were more than enough to set the cold sole Uchiha teetering over the edge. Sasuke could only clench his fists as he watched the heiress to the Hyuuga estate try to pick herself up, with her kimono barely clinging on to her body.
God, is this what she had been hiding in that awful jacket of hers?! Shit. Her skin is so smooth, so pure – God, the things I'd do to her. This is wrong.
Sasuke stopped his thoughts. He cleared his throat and helped Hinata up. He held onto her arms and supported her stance.
“Are you alright?” Sasuke’s asked, crimson red, and averting his eyes from her shapely figure well-framed by her unraveled turquiose kimono-dress.
“Of course I’m fine! The man I offered my life to is celebrating his wedding to the ramen girl outside – why wouldn’t I be?! Let’s drink!”
Hinata stepped back, and slipped on her kimono, tearing it in the process. Sasuke cursed under his breath as he quickly grabbed the falling Hinata by the waist and held her up against him.
He gazed down at her round, innocent eyes, her face flushed into a gasp, her hands on his chest and her luscious lips in curled into a soft moan, “Sasuke-kun, I… I–”
Fuck. Sasuke leaned in and captured her lips.
Savoring her soft, sweet lips, Sasuke could feel himself melt over Hinata’s gentle form as she weakly returned the kiss. With his arms around her, he cleared the table of the dishes and rested Hinata over it. Kissing her felt so good, Sasuke had to get more. Hovering slightly on top of her, he cupped his hand on her cheek and pressed the other on her right breast. Hinata gasped, moaned and cried out as Sasuke squeezed her delicate bosom.
No man has ever touched her that way - as if he owned her - and here she was allowing Sasuke, a man she is not bethroted to, to touch her as he pleases. The thought alone made Hinata feel warm around her stomach. She could feel her privates moisten as Sasuke probed her body further.
Kami. This is wrong. What of my father? If Neji knew. What will they say? Oh but it feel so good... Sasuke's warm hands all over me. Kami. But... Naruto. Ohhh. Hinata moaned and wrapped her hands around his head, grabbing fistfuls of Sasuke's hair and deepening the kiss.
He pressed his tongue into her mouth as he laid claim to her first kiss. Her breath tasted of cinnamon, soy sauce and tomato – not a very good combination but Sasuke couldn’t get enough of her taste, her scent, her lips, her soft skin. God, it hurt him to pull back to catch his breath. Breathing hard, he opened his eyes and looked at Hinata, amazed at what just happened.
Hinata’s felt her cheeks burning up as Sasuke’s hard body covered hers. She opened her eyes and looked at him. Sasuke looked visibly shaken.
“Hinata – I don't know what came over me - I“
Her head was reeling stll from the kiss and she didn’t know what to do when Sasuke stopped. With her desire and intoxication deciding for her, she cupped Sasuke’s cheeks and pulled him back for a kiss.
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