'Hn,' wasn't a proper sentence.
'Hn,' wasn't even a word.
So where the hell did the bastard get off saying it, as if it clarified and meant everything? Because as far as Naruto could see, 'hn' was just a way for Sasuke to pretend to be listening, without actually paying attention.
"Hey Sasuke, how are you doing today?"
"Hn."
"Hey Sasuke, are you ready for the mission?"
"Hn."
"Hey Sasuke, you gonna come to Sakura's birthday party tonight?"
"Hn."
Perhaps the Uchiha walked around in a daze all day, just trying to avoid the world. That seemed like something he would do.
"Why do you always say 'hn' all the time, teme?"
"Hn."
And then Naruto would yell at him, furious at the noncommittal grunt the raven gave. Really, what was he – a caveman? Or did the Uchiha genius just have an unbelievably low well of vocabulary? Maybe Naruto could buy him a dictionary for his birthday – so that he could learn a word other than 'hn'. Yes, that's what he'd do. He'd buy Sasuke a nice fat dictionary.
Sasuke stared down at the red book that sat in his lap, one eyebrow perfectly arched at it. His gaze slowly traveled up to rest on the blonde's face – the one who was responsible for the current location of the thick book. Naruto grinned, glowing. He knew this gift was brilliant!
"...What the hell, dobe?" If possible, Naruto's grin became wider and he tapped the dictionary with his forefinger.
"I thought maybe you'd like to learn some new words. Y'know, other than 'hn'." Sasuke snorted.
"Dobe." Naruto bristled.
"I'm trying to be considerate, teme! I'm sick of just hearing 'hn'! It's not even a word!" Sasuke's fingers tapped a steady tempo on the hardcover of the dictionary.
"It has to be a word?" It wasn't really a question, but the Uchiha had Naruto riled up, so...
"Yes!" A silence fell between them as they glared at each other – well, Naruto glared; Sasuke just stared – neither one backing down.
"Hn."
"TEME!"