Hinata uncomfortably pulled up at the cleavage that showed from her long black dress. She couldn't believe that Tenten would pack her a dress like this for her, it was gorgeous enough, but it was so revealing. The collar of it dipped low into a large V, a large slit ran up her leg revealing a large amount of her leg whenever she walked, and rest of it was tight and restricting.
"Now, ladies, are we all here?"Kakashi looked around, pointing and counted all the heads, "We're missing one."
Hinata looked around and didn't see the always perfect and strangely natural pink head of Sakura, she raised her hand, "Sakura's not here."
"Really? Ms. Haruno?" As soon as Sakura's name was said, it was like a fire had spread across the floor, the girls all gossiping animatedly about the infamous model, Sakura Haruno's drinking problem, her so called bulimia and other various tidbits that could be said against her.
"I'm right here." All faces turned up to look at Sakura who was making her dramatic entrance by sweeping down the stairs elegantly. She wore an extremely short black dress that cut down even deeper than Hinata's. Much deeper. But of course, it didn't look skanky on her, only alluring and fabulous.
"Ah, good, we're all here then!" Kakashi clapped his hands and adjusted his top hat so that it rested even further down his eye.
Several men came in carrying large platters of food and placed them all onto the large dining table in the centre of the great foyer that looked more like a ballroom than anything.
"Ladies, I'd like you to all take a seat at the dining room table, Mr. Uchiha will join all of you shortly." All the girls scurried to the table anxiously and took their seats, once again leaving Hinata and Kakashi the only ones standing up.
"I, uh, should sit down." She sat down at the last seat at the end of the row and tried reaching for a piece of bread that was across from her.
Suddenly a hand discreetly slapped it away, Hinata turned to look at the girl that sat next to her who was staring straight ahead and whispered from the corner of her crimson coloured lips, "We're supposed to wait for Sasuke-san to arrive."
"Oh." Hinata gave a grateful smile to the pretty stranger next to her, who just continued to stare straight ahead and ignore her.
Shrieks and applause were suddenly heard and Hinata looked up in alarm, did she miss something? Obviously, because Kakashi announced over the screams of swooning girls, "And here he is, Mr. Sasuke Uchiha himself!"
Lo and behold, there stood Sasuke in all his glory, his hair wasn't sticking up in it's normal rooster fashion, it fell down in smooth layers and Hinata had to admit, he looked nice in a tie. Very nice indeed.
"Welcome to my mansion." He gave a small bow and Hinata began to wonder, did his voice sound this captivating and tempting when they were in the airplane? Or did it just come with the whole celebrity package?
He walked over to the table, Hinata couldn't help but watch the graceful way that his long, slender legs gave almost equally long strides, and to her absolute horror, he sat down at the head of the table, which happened to be right next to her.
"Dig in." Hinata greedily snatched a bun off of the plate in front of her and slathered a ridiculous amount of cream cheese all over it. She took a large mouthful and swallowed, hardly bothering to chew. She hadn't eaten in twenty-four hours and it was a miracle that she hadn't already collapsed, so the food that settled into her stomach-no matter how little there was-felt like it was heaven sent.
She turned her gaze to the chicken that was farther down the table, just out of her reach, and noticed several gazes of eyes directed towards her. What? Did she have something on her face? She consciously scrubbed at her face with her napkin, but found nothing.
