FINALY IM BACK! 8D

Fans to this story, Im awefully sorry D: I havent had any muse for writing it then suddenly I got it again. Yay!

I try to never give up on a story!

zomg, a pun.

Anyways, enjoy! The sasuhina starts to come out in this chapter! It still isn't that strong, but trying to get sasuke to like someone while still being in character is hard. D:

Enjoy!

Chapter three

Stupid headaches . . .

Sasuke sighed and plopped onto the couch before setting his feet on the armrest. Finally Hinata was done moving. God it had been a week and still she hadn't been fully unpacked. Tch, his stuff was done the first two days. He basically has everything furniture wise, but Hinata still had some things she couldn't get on her own. For example, her frikin heavy dresser. He had to help with that.

Well, he had refused to help with it until today. . .

Oh well, she could have asked Kiba or someone for help. Not like he had to help with her stuff. They just lived together, no biggy? He scowled as he reminded himself he had to help her, and had to be nice. The sooner he gained her trust, the sooner he could leave, for good. He could have chosen Sakura. He would have gotten the trust he needed sooner. But she was so Damn loud, and Naruto too for that matter.

And that basically ruled out everyone in his age group he knew. He just ignored everyone else. Hinata was the only quiet one he knew. And already it seemed like things were works as well as they could. He left her alone, she left him alone. They took turns cooking, and she cleaned. He basically did everything else.

Sasuke closed his eyes. He would think past leaving when he was closer to that time. Right now, he was dead tired. Beginning to breathe deeply, he fell asleep.

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Hinata straightened the picture of her family that hung on the wall. Stepping back she tilted her head and put her finger to her lip, thinking. Her Mother, Father, Hanabi, and Neji were in a picture. She smiled at her cousin. Ever since the fight with Naruto he had became a lot nicer to her, and everyone else in her family. He had basically become like the brother she never had.

She sighed. Upon hearing about her new mission, her father told her to not screw up. He always said that. It seemed like she always failed the missions given to her, at expense to others on her team. If she failed this one, she might put Neji's life on the line for a third time. Why did Sasuke have to pick her?!

She closed her eyes and sent a quick prayer that she would not screw up. For the sake of Neji, the Hyuugas, and all of Konoha. Her eyes suddenly shot open when she heard a large thwump on the floor, followed by a shout of curses. Hinata raced out of her room and ran into the living room, where Sasuke was on his back, rubbing his forehead.

"Sa-Sasuke-kun? What happened?" Hinata asked walking over to him, but still staying at least 5 ft away from him. Sasuke blinked, a bit surprised to hear her. Right after his brief moment of confusion, he scowled and sat up.

"I fell off the couch. . ." he grumbled, rubbing a red spot on his forehead. Hinata blinked before putting a hand to her mouth, trying to silence her giggles. Sasuke glared at her before looking away and mumbling, "It's not funny . . ."

"I'm sorry Sasuke-kun. I'll get some tea for your headache," Hinata pardoned before getting up and walking off to the kitchen. Sasuke blinked. How did she know he had a headache? Oh yeah, she was a medical nin. Damn how could he be so stupid? He got off the floor and sat back on the couch, leaning against the back. He gently rubbed his forehead, grimacing has he realized it still stung. Great, nothing better than a big purple bruise on your forehead. He could probably cover it with his headband though . . .

In the other room Hinata quickly put some water in the kettle and turned on the stove. She leaned against the counter and looked at the clock, letting her thoughts wander as she waited for it to be ready. Why was she feeling so at ease with Sasuke? The traitor that almost got her cousin killed twice? She sighed, it was probably because he was so, innocent looking when he was hurt. And it was funny that he fell off the couch. Hopefully she would remember soon why exactly she was here.



Slowly her thoughts swam until she heard a high pitched screech from the kettle of water, followed by a groan from Sasuke in the living room. Hinata gasped and quickly took it off before pouring it into two cups. She took out the tea package and placed it in both mugs. As soon as it looked ready, she took out the packages and brought the tea over to the Living room.

To her amusement, Sasuke was face down on the couch with a pillow over his head.

"Sasuke . . . tea is ready," she said, setting the tea on to coffee table. Sasuke groaned and pressed the pillow harder to his ears. Hinata sighed, must be a bad headache. . .

She reached out and shook his shoulder. Sasuke suddenly twisted over and slapped her hand away. Hinata recoiled back, like she had been punched. Sasuke's deathglare softened into a mere glare. He closed his eyes and sighed before picking up a cup of tea and sipping it. . .

Sasuke's head frickin hurt. He hadn't meant to slap Hinata's hand, but still, she was so noisy. She started to speak again. He couldn't make sense of the words so he glared at her. She closed her mouth in what looked like mid-word and ran out of the room. Damn she was overreacting. He sulked by the fact that his head was throbbing before taking a big gulp of tea from his mug.

His head numbed to a dull pounding. It still ached, but it wasn't as hurtful now as it was. He raised an eyebrow as he looked into his mug. What was this stuff? Well whatever it was, it made his head feel better. He quickly finished his and looked down at the plate, where Hinata's cup also sat. Maybe he should ask about taking it. . . If he just took it, it might be even harder to reform the trust that he had just stupidly broken. He sighed and got off the couch, greeted by more throbbing. He clutched his head with one hand before it went back to feeling normal. He walked down the hall and lightly knocked on Hinata's door. . .

From inside the room, Hinata lightly cried. When she was talking about remembering he was dangerous she hadn't meant like that. She bit her lip as she heard a knock at her door. She didn't want to answer it, he might be angry again. She shrunk a bit where she was sitting huddled up on her bed. Sasuke knocked again. Hinata uncurled herself and tip toed over to her door, before opening it just wide enough so she could see out.



"Hey I was wondering If I cou-" Sasuke began before stopping. He blinked in confusion, "You're crying?"

Hinata realized there were still tear streaks down her cheeks. She quickly wiped them away before looking back up to Sasuke. He looked confused.

"Eh, sorry I slapped you," he murmured, still confused why she was crying over a simple slap on the hand. Hinata smiled.

"N-no it's f-fine . . . now wh-what were you going to ask m-me?" she stuttered, putting on a fake smile. Sasuke was even more confused. Why was she pretending she wasn't sad when it was so obvious she had been crying? Girls made no sense . . .

"I was wondering if I could have your tea. . ." he said, looking over to the living room where he had left the cup of tea. Hinata nodded and smiled before opening the door and slipping out of her room. "Hey! Where are you going?" Sasuke asked, now even more confused. Hinata turned to look at him with the same light smile on her face.

"It is my turn to make dinner," she explained, trying hard as she could to keep the smile and not cry. Sasuke blinked.

"Uh, I'll make dinner tonight, I want to make it up to you for slapping you," he said with a signature smirk on his face. Hinata opened her mouth to protest, but Sasuke put a finger up to her lips to silence her. Hinata, of course, blushed madly. "Look I said I would do it, so I'm doing it. Ok?" he asked. Hinata nodded before retreating into her room again. Sasuke sighed. Girls. . .

He turned to go to the kitchen but paused. She did say he could have her tea. Ok, he would make dinner after tea. Quickly reversing his steps, he walked into the living room and quickly gulped down Hinata's cup of tea. Sasuke smiled. That tea is really good, and it almost ranked up there with tomatoes. Shaking his head, he scowled. He couldn't be getting so comfortable! He had to leave as soon as he gained this girls trust.



Still his mind wandered back to food, which reminded him he had to cook. . .

Damn.

Sasuke doesn't like cooking xD

Notice Hinata stopped stuttering for a tiny bit? She was comfertable and not scared. As so as she was scared/nervous, she started stuttering. This will become important in this fic.

And yes, I just had to add that bit about the tomatoes xD