Hello again all! For those of you who don't know me, I'm Lady of the Twilight. You might remember me from the story The New Girl over in the South Park fanfiction section, before it got taken down temporarily. That was back when I was Dark Hope 56. Anyway, this was inspired by the 100themeschallenge on DeviantArt, and One Hundred Fallen Petals. I would highly suggest reading that, for it is very well written.

This will be a set of 100 themes about Sasuhina. I will be keeping the rating at T, because there might be some language, but I don't plan on having anything too horrible. The number of the theme on the list and its name will be included. This is the first of 5 sets I am hoping to do with various pairings of Hinata (and maybe Sasuke). Don't expect anything, it's just an idea. Anyway, please enjoy One Hundred Ways to Say It.

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# 58-Kick in the Head

It was morning in the dojo, and he was training as usual. He was always there, trying to improve, trying to become better than his brother. He worked himself to the bone to master every new thing thrown at him. He never deviated, always practicing, often skipping meals to do this. His was a solitary life, never having time for other, since he was too preoccupied with his studies. This was the life of Uchiha Sasuke.

Someone opened the door, but he didn't pay much attention. He knew only one person would dare just barge in. She set her bag down on the bench near the door, and walked over to the bag where he was practicing, in the middle of the room.

He greeted her with a slight nod of the head, which she returned, never meeting his eyes. This was how she always acted. Whenever she came, she never spoke a word. She just sat down in the chair near the bag, and waited for him to perform his techniques.

Whenever he made a mistake, she would get up and, still silent, move his body to where it needed to go.

Sasuke never quite understood why she came to help him every day. He did not know her personally, for even though they lived in the same apartment building, she never spoke a word to him. She herself did not practice martial arts. However, coming from a prestigious family of martial artists helped her know some of it, while her research filled in the rest.

He never gave her much thought anyway, not caring whether she came to help or not, or if she touched his body. The first time she came, he was a bit wary, but over time he came to trust her, something new to him. But it didn't matter. He was here for his studies, and for that reason only.

As he was preparing to perform one of his devastating kicks, the woman noticed someone at the door. She seemed to know him, for she rose from her spot- a first for her- to greet the mysterious stranger. The man, however, never noticed.

He delivered a powerful kick to the bag, but as he felt it connect, something seemed wrong. Being used to the bag, he knew how hard and firm it was. What he kicked, however, seemed soft somehow. He then heard a soft moan, and looked up to see the woman fall to the ground, purple hair laying in a mess over her face and body.

For the first time in a long while, the Uchiha had a moment of indecision. 'What should I do?' he wondered to himself. He looked up and locked eyes with the strange man in sunglasses. He glanced down, and said 'You take her.'

Agreeing with him wordlessly, he picked up the pale woman, slightly light due to her thin frame, and slung her over his back. Then he dashed past the man, and raced through the trees to the medical center.

As he waited for her to be treated, he kept thinking to himself about what happened. 'Why did I hit her' he questioned to himself. 'Did she know what I was doing? Was it my fault?' A strong new emotion welled up in his chest, and he had trouble recognizing it, for he hadn't felt it in a while: guilt.

'Why didn't she say she was getting up' he kept repeating to himself. 'Why won't she talk to me? I've never met anyone that shy.' He recalled the times he had seen her in the apartment complex. Whenever her eyes met his, she quickly looked away. 'Definitely no talking. She never even made eye contact.'

Then he wondered whether or not she was seriously hurt. 'That kick could've done some nasty damage' he thought, a bit miserably. If she was hurt, she wouldn't come to the dojo, and he truly would be alone.

'Alone.' That word echoed throughout his head. He was not unfamiliar with the term, for that had been his status in the world ever since his parents had died in that accident. It didn't matter, for they never really cared anyway, always looking up to his brother.

Then, when she came, he felt a bit like he belonged. She was always there, every day, ready to help. She was always there, with endless patience when he just couldn't get a move right, or with a small, barely there smile when he triumphed. What would it be like if she wasn't around?

"Mr. Uchiha" called the nurse, as he sat there in thought. The voice jolted him out of his reverie. "You may see her now."

Sasuke quickly rose, and followed the pink-haired nurse to her room. When she arrived, he quickly entered the room. He closed the door, then turned around to notice the sad state her body was in.

Her head had bandages on it, to prevent anything worse happening, he assumed. Wires, attached at what seemed to be every inch of her skin, were connected to monitors to track her condition. The girl herself seemed to be at peace, though her skin had developed a slightly purplish tint, hinting at the bruises on her head. The strange feeling of guilt welled up in him again, and he walked to her bedside to see her closer.

However, when he got close enough, the sound of his footsteps caused her to stir. She slowly awoke, and locked her pale pupil-less eyes with his deep, black ones. Then she quickly looked away. When he had made the full trip, she seemed to summon enough courage to look him straight in the face, and said in a soft, quivering voice "Please f-forgive me, Uchiha-san."

Sasuke himself was shocked; not only had she spoken for him for the first time, but her she was apologizing for something! However he tried not to show it, and arranged his face to show indifference. He then answered in a seemingly monotonous voice "For what?"

She seemed shocked that he answered, and turned a deep shade of red. She began to answer, but her nervousness made her stutter more. "i-I inter-r-rupted your training, and now y-you won't b-be able to finish your practice. a-All b-because I walked in f-front of you. Gomen, Uchiha-san"

He was even more surprised at her answer this time. Some of the shock wormed its way onto his face, and the guilt was stronger than ever. His onyx eyes met with her lavender ones again. There was something he needed to ask.

"Hinata-san" he began, voice soft and low this time, "Why do you do it? Why, everyday, do you come to help?"

The woman seemed startled, for she looked away from him as soon as the words left his lips. Then her head turned again, and he noticed the smallest of smiles on her face. "You seemed lonely."

At this, all his barriers broke completely. His face softened, and he moved closer to her. He realized at this moment that he had never truly been alone. He smiled at her, and put a hand on her shoulder, showing that he wasn't leaving either.

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Whew! The first one is done! Only 99 more to go! I hope you all enjoyed that. If you have any ideas, you may send them to me. I have the list with me, and I'll put it on my page for you to see the rest. Once I use it, I'll put an asterisk next to it. See you next time!