Taking A Hint
Author Note: Will Sasuke ever not be crazy in this story? Nope. *chew cereal* you can count on that!
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Sasuke was never the romantic type.
But that was just a small bump in the road. After carefully studying the book Kakashi gave him with his Sharingan, he was ready to put his skills to the test. "Hyuuga better like this," he muttered.
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Hinata slipped out of her shoes and padded straight to the kitchen for plates. After a long mission, she was starving! A smile presented itself when the doorbell rang. Kiba-kun told her Hana had a lot of left-overs so he would bring some for Hinata and himself to eat.
"C-coming," she called as she made her way to the door. "Oh Ki-" suddenly her appetite was lost seeing Uchiha Sasuke standing at her door.
"Hyu-" he tried to get out only for the door to slam in his face. Hinata slid down the wooden door holding her face. She wanted to scream!
Not only was he a creepy stalker but now a complete PERVERT! He... He asked... "I have something for you." Annoyance was laced in his voice.
Hinata jumped from the door. "I don't want it!" She shouted. Her heartbeat was thumping too loud. As much as she didn't want to admit it, Sasuke was ten thousand times stronger than her. "Leave me alone!" She yelled anyway.
Activating her Byakugan she saw that he indeed was gone. A sigh left her as she thanked the higher heavens.
"I said I have something for you," the young heiress sat frozen on the floor when footsteps approached her. The window... She forgot the unlocked window...
He squatted in front of her and held out a poorly made cake. "I...t-tolerate you?" She read the frosted written words.
"Hai." He replied. "Do you like it?" Opal eyes lifted from the mess to hard onyx eyes. Nothing. She had absolutely nothing to say. Hinata just sat there hoping that she would melt in-between the cracks of her wooden floors.
Sasuke had had enough of this. She would accept the cake because he read that girls like sweets and guys that can cook. In all seriousness he asked, "Now, will you take my seed?"
"Eeh!" She screamed.
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Sasuke walked down the streets of Konoha fuming. The smell of cake was lodged in his nose and red frosting stuck in his hair.
Kakashi cursed his luck when they made eye contact. He turned to leave when Sasuke appeared in front of him. "I gave her a cake."
"That's ni-"
"It was thrown in my face." He pointed to his smeared face. "In my face," he repeated.
Kakashi lifted a finger and swipe the angry Uchiha's nose. "Mmm, I see." He tasted the frosting. "Delish," whimpered the copy ninja.
He would vomit later.
"Why?" Sasuke demanded so enraged that he didn't even bother to look at Kakashi's uncovered face. "Why will she not take it? Am I not healthy?"
Mentally, no.
Kakashi closed his book. "Is she still in love with Naruto?" He soon realized that wasn't a wise choice of words considering how fast Sasuke's Sharingan spun. "Sas-" it was too late. The melodramatic Uchiha was gone.
Kakashi pulled off his mask and promptly vomited in the nearby bushes.