Well~ Im not sure when Im going to post this, but it has been an idea going through my mind. This time, NejixHinata, but with a bit of UchihaxHinata! ., I sooo love the Hinata pairings! But this will be a short fanfic, so... Oh well! Enjoy! Neji is 17, while Hinata is 16.

Guilty Pleasure: Sin I

He shouldn't be doing this. He shouldn't be thinking this. But standing there, watching her dance with those black eyed devils made his blood boil. It really did.

She, with those large, doll like lavender eyes, that made his heart warm, with her soft blue-black hair, pale white skin, she held the key to his heart. She's held it ever since her third birthday, but he doubted that she'd remember. Even her name, Hinata, had a lightening effect on his soul. His very being lived to be there with her; and he wanted her, so so badly. It wasn't even real, this deep feeling of lust and instinctive want to posses. The want to own her was so strong, that sometimes he had trouble resisting.

An inner growl came in his throat as he watched her drink a glass of champaign. As he watched both the Uchiha brothers slowly become enchanted with her; the same way he had become enchanted with her. No, he had to talk to her. But somehow he knew that it wouldn't be just 'talk'.

He ignored the wrongness of his actions. He ignored his morals screaming murder at him. He ignored the way his best friend stared at him, curiosity so unusually seen on his happy face. He stalked towards her, towards his Hinata, and grabbed her hand, dragging her out of the ballroom. The guests were still gallantly chatting there, in the glory of the function. They were supposed to be there, taking care of the company's name. Although he was sure that no one would notice their absence; they were too far gone.

And now, thinking about it, so was he.

He dragged her to his room; it was closer, after all. She seemed surprised by his anger, and his roughness. Yet her actions were slightly sluggish; the few glasses of champaign she had already were effecting her. He threw her on the bed, climbing on top of her.

His bed was situated in the middle of his room, which was a pristine white, neat as neat can be. A bookshelf full of books took up most of the space to the left; while on the right was a large desk that held a computer and some picture frames. The chandelier added to the simple magnificence of the room; there was no way the heir to a rich company can have any less, of course.

All was ignored, as he stared into her eyes, his long brown hair trailing his back. He sighed into her soft hair, holding her hands captive over her head. " Do you know what you do to me, Hinata?" it was said in a low tone, huskier than usual, as his body fell in line with his mood. "What you do to men?", her eyes were wide with surprise, now. But, even with that surprise still there, a hint of lust entered it. They were seventeen, and their hormones were in full blast.

An unimaginable dirtiness entered his already stone heart. It was wrong, his brain chanted, over and over again. It was overlooked, although, as his heart and body were basking in the glow of letting them take full power. "What?" she answered in a breathy tone. She was still confused. Well, he would show her.

He kissed her lips, something he hadn't done since he was 13, when she was asleep. But now that she was awake, even though it added a layer of guilt and wrongness to it all, it was still more pleasurable. As he kissed her, letting his senses take over fully, his body rubbed against hers. Unimaginable lust was awoken as she kissed back, although hesitantly, letting him be dominant. He felt a sense of disappointment as she pulled away. "Neji, it's wrong" she whispered in his ear. "We shouldn't be doing this." the forbidden of this all added to the excitement. The saying, 'wanting what you couldn't have' worked perfectly here. Though Neji would have it.

Even though he felt dirty just thinking about it.

Every no she said, it was coded. It was a yes. He could hear it in her tone, her body language screamed at him. So he paid her words no mind as he kissed her again. Just as he had predicted, she had no objections. And they kissed, and kissed, and kissed, until her mouth decided to leave his, and roam to his jaw, neck, collarbone. He remembered that she was still slightly tipsy. That, he was grateful for. She wasn't the usual stuttering wreck when she was slightly tipsy. And she thought less when she was slightly tipsy. That was fine.

She pulled back, the final attempt to put a stop to this all. "Br- Neji, what if father finds out? This is" he didn't let her finish her sentence. He kissed her kissable lips instead, his hands starting to roam her body. It was wrong. Very, very wrong. But, he just didn't care. They engaged in a tongue battle, which he won, and he explored her mouth to the best of his abilities.

It was going to be a long, long night.

And a long night it was. Neji woke up in the morning, with a light headache, and he was slightly startled at the fact that he was naked. He looked at the body next to his, and when he saw who it was, blood rushed downwards. It was her.

It shouldn't have been her.

It should have been someone else.

But, why was he so excited?

She woke up next to him, groaning out loud, with a hangover. Neji didn't find weird; she had drunk quite a few glasses of champaign yesterday. She looked at him, with some horror in her eyes. She found it weird, like him. Then she looked at her naked self, and Neji had to clasp a hand around her mouth to keep her from screaming bloody murder. Did she find sleeping with him that disgusting?

When she wrenched his hand away, she whispered in a few ragged breaths, "Neji, father is coming home today..." Neji instantly paled. Shit. If he found out about this, it he would be livid. He would forbid them from seeing each other. And Neji couldn't take that. He was addicted. To her. Even if he knew how unhealthy it was, he still couldn't stop. "What now?" she asked, trying to re-establish all the barriers that had been broken the night before due to their intoxicated states.

"You know what now" he told her back. It was true. They were probably going to continue doing what they were doing now; but they'd have to keep it hidden. If anyone knew... they'd probably be unable to keep the secret, and sooner or later, the press would find out. The press would have a field day if they knew.

Neji could just imagine the titles: Scandal in the Hyuuga Family. Really, Neji hated press. They weren't only annoying, they could take a truth, and twist and turn it into something unrecognisable. They were the piranhas of the society. Satisfied with his rant, Neji turned to Hinata. "You want to take a shower or...?" he asked, trailing off when she blushed a bright, cherry red. What was she... ah. He never would have suspected that Hinata could have a dirty mind.

Then again, he was doing a lot of corrupting, lately. It wasn't his fault that Hinata was so irresistible, though... it was hers. Stupid, large, lavender eyes, stupid silky long indigo hair, stupid milky white skin, stupid thick, black lashes, stupid C-Cups, stupid screwable ass. Honestly, only Hinata would be able to make him think such course and vulgar things. Women were usually she-devils that Neji liked to avoid, but even if he wasn't born in such a predicament, Hinata was a hard woman to avoid. She was too angel like to not crave her presence.

He was thinking those things as Hinata entered the shower. Really, there were hundreds of different bathrooms he could use here in the Hyuuga household, but it would be too suspicious if he walked out of his room to another bathroom, especially when it was common knowledge that here, in the Hyuuga household, there were always matching bathrooms to each bedroom. It would also be too suspicious if Hinata was to walk out of his room, sporting the same outfit she was wearing yesterday. Anyway, it was a lose-lose situation, either way. He would just have to wait for Hinata to come out of the shower, even if just thinking about it was placing him in a not-so-comfortable situation...

Hinata was too damn irresistible for her own good.

Ten unfortunate minutes later, Hinata could be seen walking out of the bathroom with a fluffy white towel covering her body. Neji quickly stood up and swiftly walked into the shower room, grateful to have the chance to take care of his own 'problem'. He turned the shower temperature as cold as it would go, and stepped into the ice cold glass box.

His misery paid off, however, to sweet relief as his problem was taken care of. Now, if he could keep it that was... that would be all that Neji could ask for. He was already in deep shit, anyway. When Neji finally finished in the shower, he stepped out onto warm marble floor, and wrapped a towel around his waist.

He walked back into the bedroom, where a fully clothed Hinata awaited him (she had changed during his time in the shower, he guessed) fidgeting nervously. He took a bewildered stagger towards her. "What's wrong?" he demanded, looking at her intensely.

"Father w-w-wishes to m-me-eet u-us." her stuttering was worse than usual, but Neji found that understandable, as he was also feeling a ball of guilt in his stomach. Not only was he a formidable man, with the resent events that transpired between them, it would be awkward to an unbearable degree...

He quickly dressed himself, (Hinata had turned around blushing, and he barely refrained from teasing) and together, they walked in quick strides towards his office. Hinata held his hand- a habit from childhood, it was not so unusual, but somehow, it had a more intimate feel to it- in fright. Neji opened the large, oak door, which showed them an unpleasant sight.

There stood Hiashi Hyuuga, in all his glory, his expression a stone mask. That was OK, though. Neji and Hinata had grown up with that expression set upon his cold face. "Hinata, Neji" he greeted stiffly. "I have some news to share with you."

"F-f-father" Hinata meekly mumbled, while Neji only nodded. He did not like this man. He mad Hinata feel like a weak, worthless individual most of her life.

"Neji, in a few months, will be sent to a special business school. He will learn how to inherit the company. The details will be delivered in an envelope tomorrow. That is all." Neji felt fury clench in his stomach. This man, he dare take Hinata away from him? But before he could speak up, Hinata nudged him in the stomach. Hinata was always the peace maker, after all.

As they turned to leave, he called out, "your friendly sibling relationship is impressing clients. They think that we are very family orientated. Keep it up. After all, you are brother and sister."

Hinata paled, but Neji grabbed her arm and walked out the door. As always, his father always knew, even unknowingly, all the right words to say to disturb them.

But still, that ball of guilt lay like iron in his stomach.

Yes, whoohoo, they're siblings! That's the first part! There will be three parts! I will not post them until all tree parts are done!

I LOVE INCEST!
Cheeres, Aurora-chan!