Taking A Hint
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When Hinata was younger, she was told stories of the falling damsel in distress and her prince charming saving her in the knick of time.
Well, she wasn't exactly a damsel and Sasuke sure as hell wasn't any type of prince.
He stood above her with apathetic eyes. "You fell."
Hinata just stared up at him. Maybe he aimed to make one of the few nicest people in Konoha dislike him. Oh, and Love? He wanted HER to fall in LOVE with HIM? She barely knew him let alone wanted to get to know him. He had to be blatantly testing her emotions and it was working. Yet, these were the strange times that she remembered Neji.
Neji would have scolded her for being so vulnerable in front an Uchiha. She pushed away the burning behind her eyes when an arm moved under her knees and neck, before she realized what was going on... She was inside her home.
The Uchiha dropped her on the couch without any care. "Can you speak?"asked Sasuke. His brows were dipped in annoyance.
Hinata nodded. "H-Hai," she looked up through thick bangs at him. He gave a curt nod before sitting beside her. "U-Uch-"
"Sasuke," he corrected and continued. "I understand my solution seemed one-sided but if you had allowed me to finish... You could have avoided the ground."
Hinata glanced over at him with narrowed eyes. "I d-don't care."
Sasuke didn't seemed bothered. "In the following events of you falling for me I will in return try to like you."
That whole sentence made her face sour. How is it fair, if she even considered it, that she had to love him while he only had to like her?
He turned to her very seriously. "Hinata starting today you are my girlfriend."
Hinata knew her eyes were huge. "N-no!" She clasped her hands together. "Sasuke-san, I really...really don't like you!"
The man leaned forward. "You will learn," even more horrifying, Sasuke pressed his cheek to her trembling lips. "There it's official, later." With that he stood, gave a lazy wave and left.
Hinata stared at the door and brought a hand to her lips. What the hell was that? No. Seriously! Did he seriously think a kiss- No! He couldn't seriously believe lips pressed to skin meant their one-sided relationship was official?
No. This was Uchiha Sasuke not some five year old. Taking the sleeve of her jacket, she began to harshly wipe her lips of any DNA the Uchiha left. Letting out a frustrated groan, the Hyuuga drug herself to bed and face planted hard.
Why didn't she just 64-palm him into last year when they didn't speak, and what a blessed time that was...
Wait, that was a good question. It was nothing that she wanted to indulge in...now, tomorrow... or never. A goodnight sleep would do her justice...and sanity.
