AN: Ok. I'm finally back with the next installment for this story. Hope it's okay and if you leave a review, tell me if this should be made into an M rated story.

"Sasuke." I jumped, spilling my coffee on the kitchen table. Hinata gave a small smile, her hand reaching to wipe a small stain from my shirt.

"hn?" I cursed in my mind, refilling my cup. Damned coffee and its stupid abilities to burn people.

"I was wondering if maybe you wanted to do something today." I glanced up at Hinata as I sat back down. Her words were innocent, her smile was innocent, heck, even her eyes were innocent; but I am positive that her thoughts were anything but.

"What did you have in mind?" Please be something that doesn't involve being locked in my room together. I don't think my body can take much more.

"I was thinking that maybe we could just hang out." Her hand wound into my hair as she sank onto my lap, her small skirt riding up to inappropriate heights. "You know, get to know each other better." Breathe in, breathe out. You can do this Sasuke, just focus.

"Maybe that's not such a good idea." Her face fell in disappointment, her eyes darting to the side.

"Oh, ok." She slid off of me, her hands fiddling nervously with her jacket. "Umm, you know, actually; I completely forgot. I was supposed to umm, help Gaara with his English project, so I'll just, uh, go over there now." She paused awkwardly in the doorway, her eyes not quite meeting mine. "I'll see you later."

I waited for the front door to close before banging my head against the table. Fuck me. I am the worst brother of all time. I have successfully seduced my little sister and now I can't even be near her without wanting to rip all of her clothes off. I was barely able to restrain myself last night. How the hell am I supposed to keep that up?

A knock interrupted my brooding. Answering the door my mood worsened seeing who it was; Kiba. How could I have forgotten about him?

"Is Hinata here?" His smile was nauseating. I don't know what Hinata ever saw in this twerp.

"No." I glanced down the street to Gaara's house. Hopefully she didn't see him and run over.

"Oh," Kiba glanced around awkwardly, his right index finger scratching nervously at his cheek. "Well when do you think she'll be back?"

I stared at him for a moment, making him sweat. Heh, serves him right. "Don't know. Probably not for a really, really long time." With that I shut the door. Hopefully he wouldn't be back for a while.

Hanabi returned home later, Sakura and Shino in toe. They spent hours huddled in a fort they had made out of the dining room table, chairs, and blankets. I couldn't help but wonder if this was the same girl who told me she was ready to have sex not days before.

"Sasu-nii." Hanabi entered my room. I lowered the book I had been reading to look at her, an eyebrow quirked. "I forgot to get you to sign this. My class is going on a three day field trip when we get back to school."

I took the offered paper, glancing it over before signing it and handing it back to her. "You should be getting to bed soon. Tell Sakura and Shino that they need to leave within the hour."

She nodded and left. I spent the next few hours again attempting to read, not actually reading more than fifty pages. My eyes drifted down to the bed. The same bed that I had spent hours in last night, exploring my sister. Again, I felt that familiar clenching in my stomach.

Footsteps alerted me of Hinata's return. Slipping off of the bed I exited the room to find her fumbling about in the kitchen. My lips twitched into a frown when I hear a small sob. Worry crowded my mind, what happened to make her cry?

"Hinata?" She jumped, her face tilting farther away from me. She brought a hand up to wipe her face.

"S-Sasuke. What are you still d-doing up?" Her fingers played nervously across the counter. I took a step closer but stopped when I saw her tense.

"Why are you crying?" She didn't answer. I felt lost, unsure what to do. I wanted more than anything to touch her, to take her in my arms and sooth her. But I just – couldn't. I had resolved not to touch her like that for a while; if just to keep myself in check.

"It's nothing." Even her voice was shaky. Setting my jaw I stepped closer. I might be restraining myself when it came to touching her, but I'm still her brother. I took her shoulder, gently turning her. Her face, tear streaked and filled with confusion and longing, made my insides squirm. She was beautiful.


"Just stop." She took in a ragged breath, her hand hitting mine away. "I don't understand you Sasuke." More tears spilled fresh from her eyes. She slid to the ground, her arms wrapped tightly around her knees as she sobbed.

I dropped down to my knees, my fingers running through her hair. But my touch only seemed to make the crying worse. "Don't cry. Just tell me what's wrong."

"You're what's wrong!" Anger flashed across her face, her eyes rising to meet with mine. Shaky breaths passed her quivering lips. "One minute your kissing me and the next you-you can't even stand to look at me." Her hands burrowed into her hair in frustration. "Just tell me what you want from me."

I was the one making her cry? Damn it. I am such a jerk. Of course she was confused; I had never even bothered to tell her how I felt about her. But, tell her what I want from her? I thought it was obvious by now.

I kissed her, my hands pressing behind her neck. Her hands pushed feebly against my chest before they slid up and around my shoulders. I felt her shift as she came closer to me. A small moan shook my tongue as it made its way into her mouth. Hinata was practically swooning, and I loved it.

I pulled back, an audible pop sounding through the quiet kitchen. She was completely out of breath and completely god damned fuckable. "I want everything. I want to touch you, kiss you, and god I want to fuck you. I want you to be mine." The last part came out as a growl.

Hands shoved against my chest and next thing I knew I was on the ground; Hinata seated on my stomach, and her supple legs on either side of me. Her lips found mine in a heated kiss as her hand snaked into my hair, tugging hard enough to warrant a small grunt from me. I traced the skin of her leg as I tried to reign in my emotions. If this didn't stop soon she was bound to notice just how much I wanted her.

I moved to sit up, trying to gain some control of the situation. Any chances I had were lost however when her body slid down mine, her warmth landing firmly on my need. I broke the kiss, my breathing hard and ragged. Hinata seemed to pause for a second before a sinful smile came to her swollen, glistening lips.

A wave of pleasure racked my body as Hinata slowly rocked against me. Shit, where had she learned that? A groan escaped my lips and she pulled on my hair, exposing my neck. She kissed me once, twice, three times down to my collar bone before she moved to nibble on ear, her hot breath spilling against the wet skin where she had kissed me.

"Ne, Sasuke?" Her voice, sweet and anything but innocent, was like verbal sex. I had to bite my lip to stop myself from let out another embarrassing noise. Her tongue traced the shell of my ear. "You can have me anytime."

I had to concentrate to stop myself from cuming right there. Fuck. With that she stood and left for her room. I couldn't help but stare at her perfectly sculpted ass as she did. Releasing a breath I fell back onto the floor. I groaned, pulling a hand through my already messed up hair. Just what had I turned my little sister into?

AN: OK. So that was that. Sorry it was short and a little awkwardly written. It's hard for me to edit after just writting something. Don't forget to review. :)