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There weren't many customers today. The bakery had been open since early in the morning. There was smoke coming from the chimney. Cookies, cakes, cupcakes, and all sorts of other tasty pastries were sitting in the oven, waiting for the baker to decorate them with little stars, hearts, chocolates, fondants, and cute little sprinkles. The smell of delicious treats filled the air, creating the normal bakery smell.

The cute little bakery sat on a cross section in a nice cozy city with not too many people and not too few. The name of it was Hyuuga's Delight. Not many people went there though those who did were usually what you called regulars. They come in for their daily coffee and treat. There was an old man who would bring home a different kind of cupcake for his grandchild every single day around 7 o'clock. Hinata, the baker created new kinds of cupcakes for this old man's grandchild to taste. There was a young boy whose mom is ill. She was admitted into the hospital for about two months for now with no sign of ever being able to leave. Things seemed dreary and hapless but the child did not give up hope. Hinata knew had seen this child wandering around hopelessly, kicking a rock around outside the bakery.

One day, Hinata walked down the street about to open shop. She saw the same boy but thought nothing of it. She hadn't known his situation then. When the boy caught sight of her, he ran quickly towards Hinata, scaring her a bit when she saw him coming towards her. The boy was very cute. He looked like one of those cherubs, like one of those naked angel babies though a bit more grown up. She estimated his age to be around 7 or 8. The two talked idly for quite some time before she decided it was truly time to open up the shop.

Ever since that day, the boy had been there every morning at the same time and at the same place. Today, Hinata decided to have the boy come into the bakery to talk to her. She wasn't sure why a young child was hanging around the city alone. So she decided to ask.

"So Elliot, where is your mom? Why are you always hanging around outside of my bakery alone?" Hinata spoke softly, hoping not to scare the child. She didn't want to ask questions that were too personal that he wouldn't feel comfortable discussing with her.

After hearing this question, he looked down on the sidewalk. The asphalt sat underneath his feet with the rock being but a few inches next to them. Hinata was scared she hit a soft spot. She wanted to change the subject for it to be less awkward. She liked this kid. She didn't want to scare him away. He might even tell parents about her and make them worry about him talking to strangers.

"So hey, you wanna go inside the bakery? We can make cookies together," Hinata suggested, hoping to lift the uncomfortable curtain over the atmosphere. He smiled and shook his head eagerly. Hinata offered a smile back and took out her keys to unlock the doors of her beautiful hard earned bakery.

This bakery was her life. Her family was rich; filthy rich. The Hyuuga's owned a great conglomerate of companies that sold all sorts of products. Hinata didn't want to live in such an industrious world. Sure, her family's business was extremely lucrative and she'll be able to live without working a single day of her life. But that wasn't what Hinata wanted. She didn't want to live as a stereotypical snobby girl, living her life using money she didn't earn herself. She decided to tell her father exactly what she was thinking.

"Hello father. I want to speak to you about something really important," she spoke. Her restive demeanor was quite obvious to her father. It wasn't anything out of the ordinary. Hinata had a very timorous nature. She was always so timid. When she was a child, she would stutter constantly. She gradually lost that stutter as she grew older.

Her father, Hiashi loved her. She was the apple of his eye. He was always so stringent to all of his subordinates but he was never like that to Hinata. She gave her room for disagreement but she never did. She always complied. She was so obsequious, always complying with her father's wishes. The only wish she didn't fulfill for him was for her to be bold and herself.

"What is it that you want to talk about, Hinata?" he spoke in a formal way. The way he spoke became the way Hinata spoke. She was so afraid of being callow. She was always afraid of being rude. She was meticulous about it.

Hiashi watched her intently. Hinata was never one to start a conversation with him first. She was nervous. "I hope you don't mind me speaking colloquially but I don't want to carry on the family business." She was biting her lip and looking down at the floor like she was waiting for something to come; waiting for her father to yell at her, tell her to wake up and she didn't have a choice.

"I do not expect you to. Hinata, you can do whatever it is that pleases you. Your life is yours, my dear," Hiashi spoke. "I wish ever so greatly for you to become whoever it is you are in your dreams."
Hinata gaped. Her father was always to strict and traditional. She was so ready for his reprobation. She was being discourteous to her ancestry. The Hyuuga conglomerate had been owned by her family for generations! Her request didn't have a chance of ever being conceivable to her father, let alone the elders.

"W-what? Are you sure dad? Are you really sure?" she blabbered excitedly. She had never been this happy in her life. She hoped her father wasn't drunk or something. Things like this were practically impossible. She always thought the company would be her obligation after her father died. She was going to have to succeed the company and look over the finances, work closely with the legal department, and making her assistant do all these little tasks that she could do herself like getting coffee and making copies. They were all things she was capable of doing herself.

"Yes. I am, Hinata. You're my little girl. I know I do not want to let you go. I will be ever so worried but Hinata, you're all grown up," he said. "I wish your mother were alive to be able to see this," he spoke with grave sadness. He was tearing up. Hinata had never seen her father so emotional like this.

"Dad… I'm sure mom can see me right now. Don't be upset daddy, I love you. I'll always be your little girl," she smiled with tears flowing down her face. She went to embrace her father for the first time in her life. She remained in the position for quite some time. Hiashi didn't want to let her go.

She moved out of the mansion shortly after. She told her father she would call almost every single day. After that, she looked for an apartment. It was small but she would be able to get by. A few years and many jobs later, Hinata was able to scrape up a sufficient amount of money to finally open up her bakery. It took months for the construction workers to model it the way she wanted it to look like. For those months, she continued to work. The bakery was truly her blood and sweat. Finally, the bakery was finished and soon enough, the business began to boom. Shortly after, she moved into a much larger and more luxurious condominium.

They moved into the bakery. It was this contemporary bakery with many colors. It was truly beautiful. Hinata was so proud of what she had done. The outside of the bakery was of a very soft yellow hue. The inside was filled with colors. The furniture was modern and not at all retro. It was all blue, red, green, orange, yellow, and purple. Just walking into the bakery made you feel jovial. The drapes hung over the open windows. They billowed in the soft breeze, letting the smell of the cookies and pastries drift outside.

"So miss, do you have a boyfriend?" Elliot asked shyly, giving Hinata his signature toothy grin. Hinata was caught off guard by this question. Her friends always asked this question. But the truth is, Hinata hasn't been able to even think about getting in a relationship. She was working so hard to run her bakery.

"A-ahaha... Well no…" she answered. It was very awkward talking to a child about her love life.

"Aw, but Hinata-chan, you're so pretty! You wait for me. In a few years, I'll make you my girlfriend!" He jumped up. Hinata was touched. Elliot was so cute.

"You're so sweet. C'mon, let's go make some cookies." She led Elliot to the kitchen where they made the cookies. After the ordeal, the kitchen was a mess. There was batter everywhere from when Elliot and Hinata had a food fight. There were sprinkles and frosting from when Elliot had been decorating the cookies they made together.

They were in the middle of cleaning up their mess when Hinata heard the bell from the door ring. She walked back into the front of the bakery to greet her customer.

A tall, onyx haired man walked through the doors of the bakery. He was ever so handsome, as though his face had been carved carefully by a god. He was beautiful. He was more beautiful than her. He was in a dark colored suit and held a briefcase close to his chest. Some sort of business man, perhaps.

"Hello sir! How may I be of any service to you?" Hinata greeted cheerfully, hoping for her happiness to catch on. The man seemed coolly indifferent. He even seemed a little bit upset like if he were having a bad day or something. She was hoping her smile would be able to get a smile out of him.

"I would like to give this wedding cake order form to you. This is for the Uchiha wedding." Hinata had been expecting the Uchiha's to show up sooner or later. She was in charge of making the wedding cake. The Uchiha's were very well known in the business world. They were probably even more renowned than her family. They were filthy rich but had a reputation for being shallow and merciless.

"Oh yes. I have been expecting this order form. Is there anything special you'd like to request besides what is written on this paper?"

He thought about it for a bit as if there was something he was supposed to tell her but couldn't quite remember. After glancing at her name tag, his face light up a bit as though he suddenly remembered what he was supposed to say.

"Judging from your name tag, you're Hinata, right? My parents want you to make sure the cake was made with an Uchiha crest fused with a Haruno crest. They want you to draw a few drafts of how the cake would look like. They want to approve the cake before you actually made it. This is the reason they sent me so early; so that you'd have more time to work on this," he recited as though from a lecture someone had given him. His voice was so beautifully husky. Hinata couldn't help but listen to the sound.

"Oh okay. Sure, I can do that. I'll call you when I have the drafts done so that you can pick them up."

"Alright. Do you have any idea when you'll be able to get these drafts done?" He questioned. He was probably a busy man. Hinata was going to do them as soon as possible. Making the cake for the Uchiha wedding was a once in a life time thing. This was her biggest job yet and she couldn't wait to tell her father about it.

"The Uchiha wedding will be the most important task I'll have. I'll hold it as my primary job. Don't you worry. I will be able to get the drafts in by Friday. In fact, if no one is able to pick them up, I'll bring them straight to the mansion."

"There is no need for that. Someone will definitely be able to pick the drafts up. Thank you so much for your time," he said before he bowed and left to go to his beautiful black car.

"Boy this is going to be so much work," Hinata whispered to herself after she saw the handsome man leave.

Just then, Elliot poked out from behind the counter. He was listening to the conversation the entire time. Hinata noticed this. "You little rascal. You've been hiding under there the entire time? I thought you were busy frosting cookies!"

"The Uchihas are supposed to be really rich, right?" Elliot questioned purely out of curiosity and totally ignoring what Hinata had just said. Elliot had always been a curious child. He was always asking questions. Hinata felt pity for him. It seemed as though there was no mother figure in his life to tell him all of these things. Yet, Elliot was sharp as a needle. He was way more mature than most of the kids in the city. It was probably due to his curious nature.

"Yeah, that's right. They own that electronic company. They make all those video games and mp3 players," Hinata answered sweetly, somehow envisioning herself as Elliot's mother or just a mother in general.

"Hinata-chan, you should marry him!"

Ah, if only. Uchiha Sasuke is an eligible bachelor. That he was. He was also extremely handsome and well educated. He was well mannered and just simply, what a fairytale prince would be like. All the girls in the city were crawling all over him. He never seemed to have had any interest in any of them. The news would follow his love live very closely but apparently, he has never been in a relationship.

The only thing in Hinata's mind was "Now wouldn't that be sweet?"

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Author's Note: Aha! So this is the first chapter. I haven't reread it at all. I just suddenly felt the urge to write this. I never write SasuHina but I decided to give it a try. This is my first.

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