A/N: I'm sorry for my easily distracted mind. Another plot bunny has invaded me and taken over. I haven't finished my other stories but hopefully that will change soon. I just really had to get this one done to see how this particular crack pairing will be embraced and if I should work on it as well. I love Ukitake from Bleach and of course Hinata's my favorite so I wanted to experiment with the two. Hope you like it!

Rating: M

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or Bleach and I will only say this once so it applies to the rest of the chapters.

Things Not Spoken Out Loud

Chapter 1

"I…" she tried to say those simple but oh so meaningful words out loud to her significant other but she couldn't. For one reason or another they just wouldn't come out. Her whole being was trembling at the possibility of speaking the words that would condemn her.

He was on his way out the door but when he heard her soft and unsure voice he stopped. He waited for her to finish her statement but when no words were said he turned around and slowly walked back to her.

"Yes, Hinata…" He inquired urging her on before he gave her half a smile.

It was amazing how after all these years his smile was still as dazzling as always. Unable to find her voice she just shook her head and smiled back. She had chocked once again. He leaned forward and placed a kiss on her forehead. Before he pulled away she gently touched his red hair.

"I'll call you later," he said as the door closed behind him. Just like that he was gone and he didn't even look back.

Hinata could say that everything was going well in her life and that she was satisfied. However, if she did she would be lying. The one thing that really mattered to her was anything but fine. She came from a well off family and had received a great education. Her father, Hiashi Hyūga, was a prominent martial arts instructor whose fame only increased each year. Her cousin Neji had decided to pursue a degree in Business and acquire a wealth of his own. Hiashi had been disappointed that Neji had not shown any interest in taking over his business, but it was to be expected of Neji he liked to work hard for everything he had. Her father quickly got over it when Hanabi showed interest instead. Hinata decided to follow in Neji's footsteps; she looked up to Neji he had been nothing but a brother to her. She had not been forced to follow that career path despite what her family thought and in the end it had been her choice. She was twenty one years old and had just earned her Bachelor's Degree in Business. In that aspect of her life there were no complaints and she felt that she had been fortunate to have the life that she did; she never took it for granted.

The problem was her personal life or much rather her love life. She had a ridiculously good looking boyfriend and even she wondered how somebody like him was interested in her. Hinata was aware of the stares he got from women and men when they went out. Shortly after her eighteenth birthday Sasori Sabaku had taken a liking to her and did not stop until he had won her over.

It was the beginning of a new semester and with it came new classes. Hinata was beginning to get frustrated which was rare for her; just when she was getting acquainted with that particular part of campus the semester was over and she would have to start all over. This was the one fault of Karakura University— it was too large. She was in a different part of campus, one that she wasn't familiar with, and she only had two minutes to find her next class. It was the spring semester and it was still cold. Her jacket was barely keeping her warm and she could see her breath as she exhaled.

Hinata was in such a hurry that she didn't notice that somebody was walking right towards her until it was too late. She tried to stop herself from falling just as the other person tried to hold onto her and break her fall, but somehow she managed to knock them off balance even though the stranger had already caught her. Hinata ended up on the floor trapped beneath him; he was on all fours and had his arms and legs on either side of her.

When she looked up she saw he was incredibly close; Hinata turned a shade of red that rivaled his hair. "I-I'm so s-sorry! I-I didn't look where I was going!"

The red head chuckled and Hinata could almost feel the vibration of his chest he was that close. "No, it's okay don't worry about it. I was a bit distracted myself." He leaned back and reached for his ear. "I got a little too much into my music," he said as he pointed to the earphone dangling from his hand. "Are you okay?"

He stood up and offered a hand to help her up. Hesitantly she took it and was pulled easily to her feet. "Y-yes, thank you I-I'm fine." Hinata finally focused on his face and was drawn to his rich brown eyes. As she looked at him she noticed that he resembled somebody she knew.

"Where were you in such a rush to?" He asked in his smooth voice.

"I was j-just trying to get to my c-class but I can't find it."

"Ah, you are a freshman."

Somehow the way he said it made her feel embarrassed. "Y-yes, I don't know this s-side of campus."

He smiled at her and it made her heart skip a beat. "If you like I can show you where it's at." He offered.

Hinata blushed even more and began to shake her head. "Oh, n-no you d-don't have to do that! I'm sure you have s-somewhere you have to be."

"It really isn't a problem it's the least I can do after crashing into you. I have made you even more late to your class now." Hinata could not argue there. "If you just tell me where it is I can point you in the right direction."

Hinata bit her lip as she thought about it she really didn't want to be a bother to somebody she had just met. "O-okay," she pulled out her schedule from her jacket and unfolded the paper to show him.

"Actually that building is in the opposite direction you were headed." Before Hinata realized it they were walking together and despite her complaints he walked her all the way. When she asked if he had another class and was going to be late because of her he stated it was his free period.

When they stopped in front of her classroom she turned to face him fully once again. "T-thank you for walking me to my class." She decided to say what had been running through her mind now, chances were she was never gonna see the red headed man again. Hinata was sure he was an upper classmen. "Y-you look like somebody I know." He only smirked before he turned and walked away.

"W-wait!" She called out to him and almost halfway down the hall he halted and looked over his shoulder. "What's your name?"

He paused as if debating whether to give it to her or not. "Sasori," he finally said and walked away.

Luckily for her the professor was thirty minutes late to class and when he finally got there he only handed out a syllabus and gave them a small in class assignment. He was an interesting character, while the class worked he sat behind his desk with his feet on top engrossed in an orange book. She finished the assignment within five minutes and the rest of the time her thoughts kept wandering to a particular red head.

When class was let out she was one of the first to leave; she did not want a repeat of earlier and wanted to find her next class with plenty of time. Across from the door a flash of red caught her attention and she screeched to a halt. Looking directly at her was the one person she least expected to see.

As her classmates passed by her she did not miss the not so quiet whispers and gasps. "It's Sasori-senpai, what is he doing here?" How was it that they knew who he was yet she didn't? When he approached her the whispers intensified.

Hinata tilted her head to the side in question and he chuckled at her child-like gesture. "You thought I would leave you to fend for yourself?" He then did something that made her and the rest of their female audience swoon, Sasori touched the top of her head and gently ruffled her hair. She stared at him wide eyed and he laughed more, she was starting to like the sound.

He grabbed the bottom of her backpack's shoulder strap and pulled her gently to get her away from the crowd. Sasori leaned closer and whispered, "I also came back because I needed to know your name."

She found out later that it was his senior year. Hinata also discovered that Sasori was related to Gaara, a childhood friend of hers, and that was who he had reminded her of. Shortly after Sasori asked her to become his girlfriend and they have been together ever since, he is her first boyfriend. This year will mark their fourth year anniversary… yet despite that amount of time things have slowly gone from bad to worse. Outwardly they look like the perfect couple; the shy and naïve Hyūga girl with the charismatic Sasori, shareholder to the incredibly wealthy Sabaku Corporation. Though appearances are not always what they seem and this is definitely the case.

He always knows the things to say at the right time, but in all these years he has not once said the words that she wants to hear the most. Not once has he uttered the three words that would mean the world to her. Not once has he said he loves her…

There have been many times when she has wanted to say them to just break free and have those feelings finally out in the open, but every time she has finally gathered the courage to do so she freezes. Her body trembles and she can't find her voice though she knows that she is just afraid— afraid that after all this time he has never felt that way. Sometimes she blames herself for his indifference, maybe if she gave him that proof of her feelings he would do the same because to this day they have not been intimate. Every time it happens he tells her in a very Sasori way that things are okay and he won't pressure her into anything. Whenever things seem to be heading that way the same doubt is in the back of her mind preventing her from surrendering: How can I give myself to him when I don't know if he truly loves me? Yet she wonders how long is this going to go on? Who will give up first?

A/N: It's a vey short introductory chapter but I want to see if my readers are interested first. This is the foundation to everything that is coming up. Please let me know what you think!

-Wyvernhail