Ok, so I realize I haven't posted in a really long time and that is because I have been SOOOO busy, I barely have time to breathe. But now I have decided that since writing IS breathing, I'll post something for all of you! YAYNESS! Ok, that said, here's my first EVER songfic (w00t.) I know, it's short and there's not too much explanation but…anyway

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto OR Maybe (by Ingrid Michaelson)

I don't want to be the one to say goodbye, but I will, I will, I will…

"S-sasuke-k-kun…" I whispered quickly, my heart breaking.. "W-we've been friends e-ever since I can remember, but I-I-I don't think we can do this anymore."

He stared at me with those cold, dead eyes. But I could see the betrayal behind his mask. That was fine. Hate me too, Sasuke, just like you hate everyone else. Just like that…I realized this wouldn't solve the real problem. That I would still love him. But I just couldn't be friends with him anymore. I couldn't heal his wounds, and even if I could, he wouldn't let me in to try. So he should hate me too.

"Very well."

Two words.

Two little words.

They broke my heart into tiny, little bitty pieces.

Years passed. I began to look at Naruto, his sunshine. I began to respect him. I began to think that maybe he could heal me. Sasuke was consumed by his hatred, his need for revenge. And so, he left the village. And as he left, I couldn't help but blame myself. I should have done something more.

The only way to really know, is to really let it go, maybe you're gonna come back, you're gonna come back, you're gonna come back to me…

Knock…knock…knockknockknockknockknock

"I'm c-coming!" I called from the kitchen of my apartment, scrambling to wash my hands and run toward the door at the same time.

I opened the door wide. I probably looked disheveled to whoever it was. Flour was on my face and in my long hair, which had been thrown back in a sloppy bun. My apron was still on, showing signs of its wear, and the food I'd been cooking.

But then, none of that really mattered.

I gasped, throwing my hands to my mouth in surprise. "Sasuke!" I forgot the formality in my surprise. "Wh-where did y-you…w-when d-did you…wh-why a-are y-you here?"

He put his hand behind his neck, embarrassed. Then turning and grinned.

Happiness…that look on his face I hadn't seen since we were both kids…since his family was alive.

"Hinata," he whispered. "I've had a lot of time to think," he grimaced. "about how wrong I was, and now I realize, you had every right to not want to be my friend. I wasn't about to change. But being driven by power. That really sucked. And eventually, I realized something…"

Before I could ask what exactly he realized, he leaned forward. Automatically my arms reached out, as though I thought he was falling. But then, his lips touched mine, softly, carefully, as if he wasn't completely sure how I would respond.

With a tenderness I had all but forgotten, I wrapped my arms around his neck, and kissed him back.

And, as if that had been all he needed, his arms crushed me to him, his lips forming to mine, and he drew it out for what seemed like an eternity in a moment, in a nice way.

When he finally released me, I gasped for air.

"By the way, I love you." He smiled.