Chapter 1: SasoHina – Young Love

Twist. Click. Drop. Drop.

"Thanks for the quarters Saso-nii! Now I have a ri-"the excited blunette stopped and looked into the flap, "there's two. Oh no! Did I steal it! Now they're gonna take me away!" the young girl started to wail, causing a few passersby to stare. The slightly older boy (really it was only three years) glared at them, daring the strangers to judge his friend.

"Hinata," he said softly as he placed a hand onto her small, shaking shoulder, "you didn't steal anything and they're not going to arrest you; the machine dropped two. It was completely out of you control," the red head sighed but he was happy that Hinata had stopped crying. In fact, her face was now brightening up at, coincidentally, the speed of light.

"Well then, here you go Saso-nii," she thrust out her pale hand, the small, red, plastic capsule barely fitting in her palm. "You get the red one 'cause of your hair and I get the blue one 'cause of mine!" she exclaimed, giving him a smile that made it impossible to refuse. Chuckling, the eight-year-old opened the 50 cent, plastic, colorful capsule with a pop and had to open Hinata's since she struggled so much. He slid the cheap plastic over his ring finger and slid the other's ring over her thumb; the proper finger was too small for it to have fit correctly.

The small girl's opal eyes filled up with joy. "Hehe look Saso-nii! Now it's like we're in- enj-"her five-year-old tongue fumbled over the word and she soon gave up, "married!" she finished happily.

Sasori's own brown eyes widened in shock and a bit of pink spread over his usually pale cheeks. "I-idiot! It's not that easy! Besides, who said that I'd want to be engaged to you anyway?!" he spoke, too loudly, though he did not mean the hastily spoken words. Hinata looked down and played with the ring on her thumb.

"I said like," she muttered, not looking at her friend. Sasori sighed, he could see that he had hurt the young girl but he would, couldn't, apologize; his (childish) pride wouldn't let him. Not uttering a word or making a sound, the young boy gripped her equally pale hand and dragged her out of the store. An aging woman restocking one of the displays smiled at them serenely, "ahhh, young love." Brown eyes glared at her before the two walked through the sliding doors.

Once Sasori had dropped her back off at home, and walked into his neighboring, one she had to get in the bath and head down to dinner. Her mom and dad weren't present; she was currently rocking Hanabi (her new baby sister) to sleep and he was at work. So Hinata sat at the too-large-for-her table and sulked through dinner. Who'd wanna marry Sasori anyway, she thought defiantly (only rebellious since she hadn't added the suffix). It's a stupid ring anyway, cheap and ugly! I might as well throw it away! With that as her objective Hinata pushed herself from the table and, quite literally, jumped out of her chair. She looked into the empty trashcan and at the pretty, lavender no it's ugly and just plain purple! Ring and dropped it into the bag. Satisfied at the crinkle of the plastic she headed back to her seat and managed to sit down, take a bite of Mac and Cheese, and wipe her mouth before she, once again, hopped off of the chair and walked to the trashcan. Bending over, she reached her short arm as far as it could go and grasped the very edge of the ring between her thumb and forefinger. She retracted the appendage happily and slipped on the ring. Father always says to never waste money.

The next week Sasori and Hinata didn't talk. Actually, Hinata ignored him for two days and Sasori gave up (full well knowing what was going to happen. Sure enough, the next day Hinata knocked on his door, tears streaming down her face, as she apologized for throwing away the ring and being mean. Sasori had laughed, making the young girl puff out her cheeks and pout, before taking her to the store, promising to get her a balloon.

Hinata had picked out a pink princess one and an embarrassed red head handed it to the cashier (picking up a chocolate bar for himself). Their cashier was the same lady that had commented on their 'falling out' the other week. She smiled as she rang up their stuff (trying to give 'the handsome young man and his princess' the balloon for free but Sasori would have none of it) and complemented Hinata on the pretty ring.

"You must have a great husband," she chuckled. Hinata shook her head rapidly, blue hair hitting Sasori.

"Saso-nii says it's not that easy, but," she leaned in as if telling her a secret, "he's been wrong before." Sasori grabbed her hand, the balloon, and his candy and dragged her away.

"Ahhh, young love." When Hinata wasn't looking Sasori turned around and stuck his tongue out at the lady.

They were walking down the street (staying on the sidewalks like her mother and Sasori's grandmother had warned), Hinata fiddling with the light purple string of her pink balloon and Sasori eating his Hershey Bar. The girl looked up, planning to thank her friend, but noticed the spot of chocolate on his face. She tugged on the boy's T-shirt, causing him to stop, and she leaned up on her tip toes and brought her pink tongue over the spot next to his mouth. Sasori's face went as red as his hair and he could barely form an intelligent response.

"W-what the hell did you do that for?!"

"I saw it in an anime! The girl had something on her cheek so her friend licked it off!" Hinata beamed, positive that she had done the right thing. Needless to say, Hinata was no longer allowed to watch Ouran Highschool Hostclub.

6 years later…

Sasori was mad, no that was too mild, he was infuriated! One of his friends that still attended middle school, Deidara (a total dumbass if you asked him), told him that Hinata had a boyfriend! Call it stalkerish but Sasori honestly believed that he was doing the right thing when he told Deidara to keep an eye on her and to report anything out of the norm, strictly as a childhood friend! The poor bastard isn't as intelligent as he thinks.

Storming into the store that he and Hinata have been going to forever (though she kinda dropped out on him), he went straight into the checkout line and picked up a Hershey Bar. They had kind of become an instant cool down for the fiery red head, and it definitely wasn't because it helped him remember the feel of Hinata's tongue! As he came to an abrupt stop a cheap, plastic ring bounced against his chest, hanging from a string since it was too small to fit his finger. The 65 year old woman (Sasori had, rudely, asked for her age) frowned upon the sight of the boy.

"What's wrong Sasori?" she asked kindly. The 14-year-old (she had also asked) looked down, red hair falling over brown eyes. He didn't bother lying; there were only three people he couldn't lie to; his mom, Hinata, and the lady at the checkout counter.

"Hinata got a boyfriend," he muttered. Even with her old ears, Sasori never let her forget, she could still hear the mumbled response. She chuckled, sliding the bar code over the scanner.

"Don't worry; it'll get better. She'll see that there is someone out there better for her, it's the way that young love goes," she advised, leaning over and placing a wrinkled hand on his shoulder. Sasori couldn't help but lean into it though he still gave her that same glare as when they first met.

"Yeah and I'll hate that bastard too," he spat, trying to keep a civil tongue (not that it worked, but this was improvement for him), "besides, why do you keep saying 'young love'? It's not as if Hinata likes me, much less loves me," he sighed. "Nor I her," he added quickly, but the damage was already done, it had been there for years.

"You'll find out soon Sasori. Now, go enjoy that chocolate bar and clam down; you're holding up my line!"

The lady was right, of course. As sixth grade relationships often go, they broke up within a couple of months. Sasori was happy when Deidara told him the news but when he got home he was ecstatic; Hinata hadn't, and wouldn't, she a single tear.

3 years later…

It was the last day of his senior year, but that didn't matter; they lived right next to each other and Sasori had gotten an internship at a doll maker's so he would still see Hinata every day. He was nervous and his hands were shaking, only slightly, as he waited next to Hinata's locker; what if she said no?

The bell rang and class let out and luckily for Sasori, or unluckily depending upon how you thought about it, Hinata's last class was right next to her locker. She smiled brightly at her longtime best friend, getting everything (which was only a few books) out of her locker and into her backpack.

"Y'know Sasori-kun, you don't have to wait for me, we can always meet up at my house," she told him, having long since ditched the childish title.

"Nah, that'd give me a reason to talk to Deidara," he replied, though he actually did like the blonde.

"I love Dei!" Hinata exclaimed; the two had become quite close when after they met (he wasn't too secretive with his stalking).

"Yeah, he's great," Sasori muttered, suddenly disliking the boy ten times more now. "Hey do you maybe possibly wanna go out with me?"

"What?"

"Do you want to go out with me?" he asked louder, more confidently.

A smirk graced the young girl's pale face, something that had never happened before but Sasori liked it. "Took you long enough."

Sasori was shocked and, temporarily forgetting about his friends' –girlfriend's- shyness, kissed her. He pulled back quickly and looked down, apologizing. He didn't mean it.

"Y'know, that wasn't my first kiss," Hinata mentioned, totally ruining the moment. Sasori frowned, so that asshole from sixth grade did accomplish something over those few months.

"Well, then I guess I'll just have to be your first for something else." He meant it. She fainted.

5 years later…

Hinata is panicking; she's lost her ring! No, it's not some fancy, expensive ring, but a cheap one from a colorful capsule that she had gotten more than a decade ago. She tossed up the couch cushions and opened all of the drawers as her best friend, boyfriend as of five years ago, looked at her questioningly.

"Lost something?" Sasori asked, one red eyebrow raised. Hinata looked down guiltily, tears springing to her eyes; sure he'll be mad.

"I lost my ring," she said quietly. He wasn't mad, if anything he looked amused.

"How do you lose something that has been attached to your finger for fourteen years?"

"I-I don't know!" she exclaimed, a single tear running down her cheek.

Sasori sighed, "I guess I should do this before you have an aneurism." Hinata looked at him confused, and slightly offended, as he pushed himself out of the old couch that Sasori's grandmother had made years ago. Fumbling in the pocket f his jeans he pulled out a small piece of plastic, nothing else. "I'm sure all of your friends will kill me for this, for multiple reasons, but Hinata… will you marry me?" Hinata stilled and didn't react, but slowly, right before Sasori had a heart attack, a large smile spread over her face.

"Of course!"

"May I do the honors?" Sasori asked, quite smoothly in his opinion, holding the ring out. Hinata's eyes narrowed.

"Hell no! While this was really sweet you stole my ring! No dinner for you!" she scolded, but they both knew she wouldn't follow through.

Couple months later…

They were at the store. Sasori was nervous about the wedding and needed a Hershey Bar while Hinata was begging him for 50 cents. Handing over two not so clean quarters Sasori stood in the checkout line as his wife walked off happily. He didn't have to wait long since there was nobody in the line; everyone thought that the old woman was slow.

"What's the matter today Sasori," the cashier asked, a smile in place.

"Actually, nothing, just nervous as hell. Which reminds me; here you go," digging in his pockets Sasori pulled out a crumpled piece of lavender paper. The cashier looked confused but opened it anyway.

To Mable Price

You're invited to Sasori Akasuna's and Hinata Hyuga's wedding!

Date: December 4, 2013

Time:4:00 p.m.

RSVP: Now

The invitation was written in Sasori's cursive writing ad was very plain and simple, like most of the invitations, but this had such an air of familiarity. The old woman looked down at the paper and back to Sasori, shocked.

"So?" the nervous man prompted.

"Well, I don't know…" she pretended to be in thought and once again Sasori almost had a heart attack. "Of course idiot!" Mabel handed Sasori his chocolate, though he didn't real need it anymore, and ushered him out. "Now go take your beautiful wife out to dinner or something and you treat her right!"

Mabel watched through old, green eyes as Sasori walked back to Hinata who happily presented her prize; a Rubik's cube keychain. As they walked out the door the young couple turned back and Hinata waved, she might not know her like Sasori did but she loved the old woman all the same, and Sasori stuck out his tongue. She laughed as they exited the doors and Hinata hit Sasori on the head, no doubt scolding him for being rude. "Young love," she chuckled with a shake of her head.

A/N: How'd you guys like it? Any requests for a Hinata pairing? I'll try to write one!