Palm after palm, the bruised hands connected with the tree. Sweat trickled down her face, not yet done with her daily training routine. She had finished her running, her spars with her comrades, as well as her beginning yoga. Hinata let out another grunt, spinning on her heal and letting her palm connect behind her to the figure who has been looming. Her hand hovered over his throat, her pale eyes connecting with his dark ones. Hinata raised her eye brow, relaxing her stance and nodding at him, "Good morning, Uchiha-san."
He nodded back at her, "Come eat with me."
"I still have my stretches to do, I can't," Hinata smiled hesitantly at him as she took a seat on the ground, "You're… welcome to join if you'd like."
Sasuke blinked down at her, watching as she crossed her legs and rolled her arms over her head and to the left, "Stretching before would be more efficient since it warms your body up."
"And after it improves flexibility," Hinata looked up at him through her bangs, shifting to the right. The Uchiha blinked once more, sitting down across from her and letting out a breath.
Hinata closed her eyes and stood up. Her legs were farther apart, as her body bent forward with her palms on the ground. Black eyes followed her movements as her right arm was placed behind her right knee. Sasuke blinked, watching as her legs shifted together and lifted off the ground, crossing at the ankles. Hinata was hovering with her hands on the ground, her head facing down as her legs were lifted to the right. He watched her curiously, her arms tense and strong. Her torso straightened, leaving her sitting on the ground and letting out another breath.
Her eyes opened, "Do you want to try?"
"That isn't a stretch.."
"It strengthens my wrists and arms, it feels good," she rolled her shoulders and smiled at him.
His face scrunched up, "I'm fine.." In fact, he was content with just watching her. The grace in her movements and the waterfall of her hair was captivating. Her bangs stuck to her forehead, the muscle in her neck tensing as she lifted again into the pose, going to the left. Sasuke rested his chin in his palm, eyes tracing the line of her legs and up to her neck. Her white shirt snuck up her side, as her navy pants hung low on her hips. Sasuke licked his lip, "You're body is aesthetically pleasing."
The Hyuga cranked her neck up, her face bright as she flopped on the ground. Hinata coughed as a dust cloud surrounded her, her hands brushing her face off. "U-U-Uchiha-san!"
Said Uchiha smirked, moving closer to her. Hinata weakly glared at him, watching as he reached over and brushed some dirt off her head, ruffling her sticky hair.
A/N: OOps I'm actually writing at the end here~ But if you want to see the pose Hinata is doing, just look up "Eight-Angle Pose" and it should pop up. I work at a pilates place and I see these bad ass ladies doing this shit and its just- WITCHCRAFT. Headcanon of Hinata being a pro yoga and pilates enthusiast.