Chapter 1

"Sasuke-kun."

Hinata gently called. She gripped Sasuke's blanket-covered shoulders and shook him. "Sasuke-kun, wake up," she called.

Sasuke squirmed, moving below the thick blanket, he grunted when Hinata shook him again, pulling the cover closer to his body. "Five more minutes, Hinata," he protested, voice muffled by the thick cover covering his face.

"But you'll be late for school..." Hinata sighed, sitting on the edge of his bed. She stared at his figure, which was covered by the white blanket. Sometimes Sasuke could sleep like a rock, unmoving and hard to be woken up, but he could also be a light sleeper, waking up to the slightest sound ever. She believed it depended on his mood. She stood up and pulled the hem of her grey sweater. "I'll prepare breakfast, Sasuke-kun... Please wake up by then."

Just as she turned to walk, Hinata could feel a strong arm pulling her by the elbow and then the next thing was that she landed on the soft mattress of his bed, and the covers covering her petite figure. Sasuke slung an arm around her tiny waist and pulled her closer to his bare, rock-hard chest.

"You're not going anywhere, Hyuga," he whispered to her ear. The close proximity of their bodies made the young woman blush beet red. Hinata could feel Sasuke smirking behind her. "It's just dawn anyway..."

Hinata gulped. His bed felt so much more comfier than hers, and the heat radiating from him made her feel so comfortable, his tight embrace making her feel so safe... so secure. So perfect in his arms.

"B-But Sasuke-kun... You told me to wake you up early last night..." Hinata turned her body and faced the young Uchiha who had his eyes closed and a small smile gracing his lips. "Do you remember...?"

Sasuke opened his eyes, his pitch-black orbs staring at her light lavender's. He looked so surprised Hinata giggled. Sasuke was so cute.

"Shit!" He practically leaped out of the bed, yanking away the blanket from them. Damn, he remembered telling his Hinata to wake him up and do anything to get him out of the bed if he refused. But he was so engrossed in playing with his video games that he lost track of time. Sasuke could still feel the sleepiness lingering in him. He only had five hours of sleep and he regretted it.

The blanket fell to the wooden floor and Hinata stood up, watching as her boyfriend rushed in to the bathroom, his toned muscles flexing at the smallest movements he made. He grinned at her and closed the door with a slam.

Hinata folded the blanket neatly, placing it on the edge of the bed. She arranged back the pillows, leaning it on the wooden headboard. She heard the water running and smiled as she walked out of Sasuke's room.

Creaks coming from the wooden floor of the hallway could be heard by her as she strode to the kitchen. Hinata pondered on what to cook for breakfast. Sasuke liked bacon and eggs, the usual menu of breakfast, but she thought he might be bored if she kept on cooking that every morning.

Hyuga Hinata decided on chicken sandwiches, one cup of hot coffee and one cup of warm milk. They had a leftover seasoned chicken meat from last night's dinner anyway...

She opened the top cupboard, taking out some breads from the plastic container. She placed it on the counter and took out the chicken meat and some cabbages and Sasuke's favorite tomatoes from the fridge. She placed them next to the counter and took out a wooden chopping board and a knife from one of the drawers, slicing the tomatoes and breads into a decent size.

Out of all the men in Konoha, Hinata just had to choose the young Uchiha to be her boyfriend. And not to mention, they had been living together since the start of their relationship, approximately two years ago and because of the past Hinata wished to forget. The past that still haunted her till today.

A young woman and a young man living together obviously led to people talking and gossiping. And these days, gossips spread so quickly like a wildfire. They were nasty and Hinata remembered how she reacted back then when she heard it from an older woman for the first time. The words that slipped off that woman's mouth were hurtful. Those words were inappropriate and too strong for someone with a frail heart like her. Hinata cried and ran back home, not even bothering to look for Sasuke to say her greetings of 'I'm home', something both of them said to each other whenever they came back home from school or any place.

Hinata had then slam her door and slid to the floor, curling into a ball, covering her face with both her hands as tears continued streaming down her eyes. She sobbed, the woman's words echoing at the back of her head. She was called what she didn't want to be called.

The next thing, she realized that Sasuke had knocked on her door gently, begging her to open the door even though he knew she didn't lock it in the first place. She had no choice but to open it anyway. When she opened it, Sasuke was standing there in front of her, the edges of his lips curling up into a smile and he walked in, pulling her into a tight embrace, pushing her head gently into his chest as he rested his chin on the top of her head. He whispered comforting words, telling her that it was okay to cry and that he was going to always be there for her no matter what happened.

That action made Hinata cried harder. And few minutes later when she calmed down and relaxed, he asked her what was wrong, not forcefully, but patiently.

To think that the Sasuke Uchiha could be a very sweet young lad, even acting out of character in front of his Hinata was a shocker to everyone. But they knew, especially their friends, they could entrust Hinata to Sasuke and they knew, he would protect her. Always.

Preparing breakfast ended in a blink of an eye. She placed the sandwiches on top of a white plate, bringing it out to place it on the dining table. She watched the food she prepared with satisfaction. The warm coffee for Sasuke was finished too, she had prepared it whilst preparing for the sandwich. As for her warm milk, it sat next to her portion of the sandwich.

She tucked loose strands of her dark, indigo hair that cascaded to her lower back. and walked back to the hallway, inside her room. Hinata closed her door with a click, turning the key and strode to her wardrobe. She slid the mirror-covered sliding door and took out her uniform. She knew Sasuke could take ages and ages in the bathroom and she should be done before him.

True though, when she walked out of her room with her Konoha High School uniform, which consisted of a white collar shirt, covered by black colored sweater, a large red bow-tie and plain black skirt that stopped at her upper thighs, Sasuke was still nowhere to be seen.

She sighed and closed the door of her room. Every time Sasuke would ask her to be woken up at a specific time, Hinata would wake up at least fifteen minutes earlier to take a cold shower to freshen up and do her morning routine, sometimes she would make breakfast too, but today, she woke up a little bit late and hand't think of the breakfast menu too.

Hinata flopped on her side of the dining table, eyeing the untouched breakfast.

And just as she sighed again, a voice spoke, "I'm sorry I took so long, Hinata."

Hinata turned her gaze towards the six feet figure standing in front of her. She blushed. He was such the looker. Sasuke's messy black hair was dripping wet, a small fluffy white towel was draped over his head. He was clad in the same uniform as her, only that he was obviously wearing the guy version of it which consisted of the same white collar shirt and black sweater, only that he was wearing red tie below the sweater and long black pants instead. He had one of his black backpack's strap slung over his shoulder and a white duffel bag gripped by his left hand.

"I-It's okay..." she smiled.

Sasuke dropped his bags on the floor and sat across Hinata, eyeing the breakfast she prepared. He looked at her.

"Chicken sandwich? That's new, Hyuga."

Hinata's eyes looked up to him. "I-I thought you will be bored with only bacon and eggs so I thought I-I could make some sandwiches..."

"Oh." Sasuke bit his sandwich, savoring the taste. He smirked. His lady's cooking was top-notch, none of the girls at school could obviously compare to it. This was one of the reasons he loved her.

Sasuke watched as Hinata silently ate her sandwich, sipping on her warm milk every now and then. He smiled again.

"Hyuga."

"Y-yes?"

"I love you."

So how was it guys? I know it probably isn't very good, but I promise as the story continues, it'll get better and better. There'll be more interactions between characters and the plot will get more interesting! I hope you enjoy it though. And don't forget to comment below!

Thank you for your time reading my first story on Fanfiction and my first SasuHina story - Existence!

aurorafrancesca

(I'm new on fanfiction)