Chapter III


Hinata hugged herself tighter as she walked down the bustling streets of Konoha, not really having a destination in mind to head towards, but just mindlessly walking around. Her eyes were hazy and so distant. She needed the fresh air and was feeling more calm as the cool winter air grazed her face. Sasuke's sudden appearance last night was occupying much of Hinata's thoughts. She needed to get him out of her head.

She let out a long sigh and stuffed her hands into the pockets of her long winter coat. She was going to move on with her life whether he liked it or not. She was not going to let him come into her life once again, not after he left her broken and alone. She was going to get married with a good stable man and was going to start the family she always wanted.

Hinata stood in the middle of the sidewalk, suddenly feeling anxious as the words in her mind sank in. Was she really ready to move on? Would she be able to forget the person that she once loved… maybe still loves? When he had left her, she had felt so sad and angry that he did not trust her enough to tell her of his plans to avenge his family's death. He just needed to confide in her once and she would tell him that she would wait for him- that she would support any decision he decided to take- that was what a good wife and husband did for one another, right?

But he didn't trust her and he didn't confide in her, so how could she expect to wait for someone who couldn't trust their relationship and who most importantly, couldn't trust in their partner- in her.

Now that Sasuke was back in town, she would need to seek divorce from him so that she could re-marry in the future. She should have listened to her father when he first told her that marrying Sasuke at such a young age was foolish and irrational and that she would regret this later on in life. Why had she been so stubborn? Love had truly blinded her.

The petite girl continued to walk down the street until she heard a familiar voice call out her name.

"Hinata!"

She turned around with caution and smiled softly as she saw an old friend approach her with haste.

"Kiba, how are you?" She greeted with a sincere smile. She could always count on him to help her get her mind off of Sasuke.

Kiba took a minute to catch his breath before he gave her a smile and replied, "I'm good. What are you doing out in the cold?"

Hinata shrugged her shoulders. "Taking a walk to clear my mind, I guess."

"Did you wanna grab some hot chocolate? It's the perfect way to warm up."

"Yeah, I think my hands and feet are going numb," Hinata said with a soft expression and followed Kiba to the nearest café.

After they paid for their hot beverages, they sat down at a table near a window. Kiba looked towards Hinata and noticed that she looked really distracted, more so then usual. Usually, she was someone who was very good company and she often opened up to him about any problems she had, but today she was so distant.

"Are you okay?" He asked her with a worried expression on his face. She was generally a quiet person, but today she was more quieter then usual.

When she did not answer he asked her again, except with more volume.

Hinata abruptly looked up from her hot chocolate and blushed a little when she noticed that he was staring at her and that she had just randomly spaced out on him. How long had she been just sitting there like a statue?

"Y-yes. I'm fine," she stuttered out.

"Hinata, we've been friends for a long time, so you know you can tell me if something is wrong, right? I mean, that's what I'm here for."

She wanted to tell someone; get an outsiders opinion on what she should do about Sasuke. Was she being completely heartless by kicking Sasuke out of her life? Or was she doing the right thing?

"He's come back," Hinata said in a small tone and by the shocked look on Kiba's face she knew that he understood who she was talking about.

"Sasuke? When?"

"Last night he came to see me."

Kiba's hands unconsciously folded into fists. "Did he hurt you?"

"No." She lied. He may not have hurt her physically, but he left her emotionally scarred.

"What does he want?"

Hinata sighed and tucked a hair strand behind her ear. "I'm-I'm not sure, but I think he wants to get back together."

Kiba looked at her with a serious expression. "Do you want to?"

Hinata shook her head and looked down at her untouched beverage, "No."

When had she become so good at lying?

"What are you going to do?"

She was asking herself the same question over and over again. What was she going to do?

"What do you think I should do?" She was so confused. She wanted to move on, really she did, but she didn't think that she could do it. She just was not strong enough to let go of the person that she had once loved so dearly. Everyone deserved a second chance, right? But the question was, did Sasuke really deserve a second chance? That was something that she was not sure of.

"Don't let him into your life again, Hinata. You know that bastard is out of control, he's so unstable and I don't want you getting in the middle of his power parade."

Hinata nodded, half-heartedly agreeing to what he was saying. "I know," she said with sadness, "he's changed so much and he said he won't leave until I come with him."

Kiba banged his fist onto the table in a fit of rage, "that bastard, he leaves you for the longest time and then randomly shows up thinking that you'll still be here waiting for him? He can't force you to go with him."

People sitting at other tables in the room stared at the couple because of Kiba's sudden outburst, but soon resumed to their activities once he settled down. He muttered an apology to the nearest waitress and continued to look at Hinata. He just could not help himself. He had been there when he saw the tears that Hinata had shed for that no-good, self-consuming asshole that left her in a heartbeat. How could he let a friend go though that again?

"I'm going to divorce him," she said in the tiniest whisper.

"Good, you should." He had no sympathy for Sasuke.

"He's going to fight back."

"He can't do anything unless you let him. You need to be strong."

"Will-" Hinata held back the words that she was about to say, re-thinking what she was about to ask one of her oldest friends.

"Do you think Sasuke would leave me alone if he thought I was in love with someone else?"

Kiba stared at her. Where was she going with this?

"Are you in love with someone else?"

Hinata quickly shook her head. "N-no. I mean, if I were to give the illusion that I was with someone else."

"If he loved you, he would. But you know how big his ego is, he would never let you live happily with someone else."

Hinata stared out the window. "Father wants me to re-marry, but I'm-I'm not sure if I want to. I don't want to marry someone that I don't know that well. I mean, I thought I knew Sasuke, but I was wrong. I feel like I can't trust anyone."

Kiba gently placed his hand over Hinata's smaller hand and gave it a tight squeeze. "You can't go on living your life like that."

"I know."


Kiba had offered to walk Hinata back home and she had accepted; she really wanted some good company. They were strolling along the sidewalk side by side in the fluffy snow, while Kiba being the light-hearted fellow that he was, was some how lightening the mood. She was feeling far less tense then she was before.

"So, he comes up to me a says, 'If your dog is barking at the back door and your wife is yelling at the front door, who do you let in first?"

Hinata listened at his amusing stories. The people he met at bars and such were always so funny. She wished that she had a more active social life so she could meet lots of more interesting people; they always provided such interesting stories.

"And his wife is standing right behind him when he goes, 'The dog, of course. He'll shut up once you let him in' and the look on the lady's face was priceless. She gave him the eyes, you know the look that says 'I'm going to beat you when we get home'"

Despite Hinata's better judgment she laughed at the joke and it wasn't one of those polite laughs that you fake up so it doesn't become awkward, but it was a genuine laugh.

"Ah-ha, so I did end up making you laugh," Kiba said proudly.

Before she knew it, they had already made it to the Hyuuga mansion and were standing outside of the gates.

"So, are you coming to the party tomorrow?" He asked her as he scratched the back of his head.

"Yes," she said simply.

"So, I'll see you tomorrow then," he said softly and watched Hinata as she waved at him and turned around to go inside.

"WAIT," shouted Kiba randomly and just as Hinata turned around to see what he wanted, her lips met with his in a soft kiss.

Hinata stood there, unable to register what was going on. Kiba was kissing her? He was kissing her? Why was he kissing her? She couldn't really react, only because he had surprised it on her and before she realized the kiss had begun, it had already ended.

Kiba blushed as he pulled away from her and the blue-haired girl stood there shocked.

"Ah, I'll see you tomorrow," he repeated once more before he walked off.

Hinata brushed her fingers against her lips as the initial utter astonishment started to wear off.


The next day Hinata made her way to Tsunade's building with a big file in her hand that was ready to submit. They were recent records of the hospital's necessities, the expenses and revenues that Hinata was asked to prepare. She had decided to sleep in Hanabi's room last night because she did not want a repeat of the night before. She was sure that Sasuke would not try anything if she was sleeping with her sister nearby.

Thankfully, Sasuke had not made a second appearance.

She walked down the awkwardly silent hallway and made her way into the elevator and up to Tsunade's office floor. Once she was up there, she was told to wait outside because she was still in a meeting.

Hinata waited silently and sat on the chair provided in the office. She waited with patience until she heard the door click open and the person she was least likely to see appeared before her. Suddenly, the small woman felt very nervous when she saw the figure walk out of the room and stand in front of her.

Sasuke.

She looked directly into his smoldering onyx eyes and couldn't help but feel butterflies swarm in her stomach. Why did he have this effect of her?

The receptionist's voice cut in and brought Hinata back into her sanity and moved away from Sasuke. She walked slow pace, she felt that if she walked any faster her legs would give in from under her.

She could feel his stare on her back.

As soon as she was in the office, she handed the report and briefed with Tsunade. Within ten minutes she was quickly shuffled out of the office, seeing as they had a quick schedule to keep up with. She gracefully stepped out of the office and looked up to see Sasuke occupying the chair that she had once been sitting in. He was waiting for her. Hinata gulped nervously.

He looked directly at her, but she avoided his gaze on purpose.

She knew that if she took the elevator then she would be stuck with him in a little confined box and she didn't want that. She looked around and saw that the receptionist got off her chair and was heading towards the stairwell. Bingo! She would go with the receptionist, if there was someone with her, then he wouldn't do or say anything to her.

Hinata quickly ran after the receptionist and they both walked down the stairs. Hinata heard the door open once again and she was sure that it was Sasuke following her. She took a deep breath and remained calm because she knew that as long as the other woman was with her nothing would happen.

Hinata watched through the corner of her eye that he was merely one flight away from her. As she concentrated more on Sasuke, she failed to realize that the receptionist was making her way to the exit door to get off on the next floor and before Hinata could open the door to the same floor, she felt two arms pin her to the hard, concrete wall behind her.

Hinata closed her eyes shut at the sudden impact and let out a shrilling scream that was muffled by Sasuke's hand covering her mouth.

"Still trying to avoid me?" He said as he moved the hand away from her mouth.

"N-no," she lied, "I was just-- what are you doing here?"

Sasuke shrugged, "I wanted to announce my arrival personally to Tsunade."

Hinata gulped, "what did she say?"

"Bitch is trying to get me convicted, but since they have no evidence, it's impossible to pin anything on me," he said in his usual calm manner.

Before Hinata could reply he leaned in closely and whispered in her ear, "I saw him kiss you."

Hinata's eyes widened at the confession.

"It was n-nothing."

Sasuke grabbed her chin and made her look at him as he gave her a sadistic smirk.

"It looked like something to me. Too bad, now I'll have to kill him."

Hinata began to panic. No, she would not let him kill Kiba because of one stupid kiss.

"You-you can't do that-"

Before she could finish her sentence Sasuke's lips came crashing down onto hers, his passionate kiss engulfing her quaking lips and before she could tell herself that she did not want this, she began to react to his kiss. It was so long ago that she had kissed someone that she felt so passionate for. She couldn't remember the last time she felt this much excitement from one kiss.

They stayed like this moments longer before they broke the kiss, both breathing hard due to the lack of oxygen; Sasuke's hand tangled itself in her long locks and his other hand snuck under her shirt and made his way towards her breasts. He trailed hot kisses along her collarbone and she moved her head back to give him more access. Hinata couldn't think straight anymore.

Suddenly Sasuke's hand traveled to her back and unhooked the bra that she was wearing. The hasty event brought Hinata back into her senses and before Sasuke could protest Hinata pushed away his hands and moved away from him.

"Stop, we-we can't do this," she said in a shaky voice. She was so disappointed in herself for going this far with him.

"Why not? We're married," he said in an livid tone. He was tired of her rejecting him.

"Not for long," she said with the little confidence she had, "I'm filing for divorce."

Sasuke grabbed her arm harshly and pulled her into him as he spoke through gritted teeth, "no, you're not."

Hinata put her hands up to block the contact against chest and struggled against him as the pressure of his hand increased around her small arm. "You-you can't stop me," she cried out.

Sasuke held onto her tighter and brought his lips to her ear, "yes, I can. I told you, you're mine; only mine."

Hinata shuddered. She was not an object, she didn't belong to anyone. She continuously tried to pry his hands off of her, but he was too powerful for her. "I don't belong to anyone, especially not you."

When did he become to possessive?

"You want me," he whispered with authority, which made Hinata unexpectedly feel tingly all over.

Her lips went dry. "I want nothing to do with you."

Both of them stood in close proximity in an empty stair case. Hinata struggled against him, pleading for him to let go. Would it always be like this? Sasuke demanding that he have power over her? That he could tell her that she should be with him and she would eagerly agree?

"I'll take you far away from here. We'll start a new life together," Sasuke said in a softer tone, convincing himself and her.

"I liked the old life we had," she answered with sadness.

He looked directly at her; both arms were on her shoulders; it was as if he was afraid that if he let go, she would forever be lost to him. Hinata could have sworn that she saw sadness in his eyes, but only for a brief moment. Was the old Sasuke still in there? Both of them stared at each other, trying to find answers in their eyes. Hinata was looking for the man that she once loved and Sasuke was looking for acceptance in her pale eyes.

"I was weak back then," he said in calm tone, as if he was somewhat trying to open up to her.

Hinata shook her head, "no, I think you're weaker now."

Sasuke scoffed. "Weaker? I can beat anyone in all of Konoha. Just try me."

"Physical strength doesn't always equal stronger."

Hinata felt sorry for him. He was so consumed in this power-hungry phase that he didn't realize that he was becoming his own worst enemy. How long would he be able to live like this?

She didn't know what was coming over her, but she felt that she needed to do this. She slowly lifted her arms; she could feel Sasuke loosening his grip around them. She circled her arms around his neck and pushed her body into his. Her face buried itself into the crook of his neck and she tangled her hand into his hair. She grabbed onto him in a tight grip.

Sasuke stood there- making no movements. For once he would let her lead him.


TBC