ATitle: Sasuhina Challenge: Love

Summary: 50 cute, fluffy, romantic, crazy, weird, tragedy oneshots of Sasuhina! Challenge, ACCEPTED.

Disclaimer: Do not own Naruto!~

Notes;

HEY GUYS! Okay, earlier on (on the pervious chapter) I said that I wanted to give up on the challenge. Really, to my surprise, I received reviews and PM saying that I should continue fighting and all the way. I'm almost there! Those words touched me a lot, it really does :') thanks guys.

Anyway, I tried to do the Sasuke and Hinata waitress challenge. And as Im doing, it went out of plot. I mean... Theme. It ended up like a simple love story! Sorry, will finish that challenge soon! And so review bout it! I love to hear bout your thoughts and opinions ;)

Challenge request are greatly welcome! :D of course,

ENJOY! ^^

Matter most

His thoughts and his words matter most.

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Things actually wasn't going on that smoothly. Hinata herself had almost got herself fired, got into some friendship problems, friends turning to her to ask her for help to their problems, dad as usual treating her like an outsider, little sister still a little that annoying and life was a piece of bull poop.

Working in a mini restaurant as a waitress, Hinata doesn't want it either. She had to though. To support herself. For her college fees and her daily needs. She didn't want to ask it from her dad. After all, their relation wasn't that good.

And that her boss wasn't really that of a good boss, it made her life even more suckish. And that some of her colleagues were a little... It made her like even more suckish. Life at that moment suck. She couldn't deny the fact.

Maybe, like what her cousins always believe in fate and destiny, it was fate that she met him. Maybe, it was god that took pity of her life. So that she could find someone that good. Someone that good to love her deeply.

She served every customer as usual. With that forced smile. She was tired of it. Sometimes, if she was unlucky, she would get some pervert or loud customers. Either they tried to touch her or they would practically make a scene to make her look funny. And this was one of the reason why she almost got herself fired. It was suckish. Really.

It was four in the afternoon. Tea break just ended and the restaurant was pretty quiet. Just a few customers. She didn't have to serve them. It was the others' job. Now, it was her break time. She stared at the entrance and absentmindedly, she started dreaming that a prince would come in and save her, the damsel which was in distress.

Fantasy coming to life? Rare. But not impossible. And maybe, she could finally counted herself as a lucky one to have her fantasy coming to life.

That Uchiha. He entered the restaurant casually, wearing something so casual yet so appealing. The waitress were squealing softly. And then, he made himself towards a lady. He settled himself down and smiled. His smile was gorgeous and Hinata had to admit that.

"Hinata, serve them the drink." Tsunade said while calculating the cash.

"H-Hai!" She nodded her head.

Not that her boss wasn't that good. She is good when she isn't drunk. She poured the water into the glass and made her way to their table. That lady... Must be his girlfriend.

"Ice water for you," she placed both of the drinks down and smiled "any orders?"

"Later," he said, in that deep monotonous sexy voice. It only made the Hyuga blush.

She nodded her head and walked over to other tables, cleaning them. Maybe she wanted to hear his voice. Or maybe, she wanted to hear their conversation.

"Actually," he started coughing. And coughing "I've a terminal disease." He said, continue coughing.

Hinata's eyes widened. What? What did he just say? Terminal disease?! Hinata had an urge to cry. Not that because such a handsome looking guy was going to leave earth but because, she hated the fact that people die so young. What about his future? His parents? Why about them?

"What?" The girl raised her brow a little.

"But my mum told me that you're a pretty nice girl," he said, coughing in between and continued "so I guess you don't mind my disease, am I right?"

She wasn't his girlfriend. He was on a matchmaking date.

"Sasuke-san, I've something on. I have to go now." She stood up immediately and wanting to leave, only to have him stopping her.

"Wait, whe—" he stopped talking and started coughing violently.

The lady quickly pushed his hand away and rushed out of the restaurant. Hinata looked at the coughing man and felt a cringed in her heart. She made herself to him and pushed his water to him "drink it up. Take your time." She said.

He stopped coughing and looked at her. He smirked and chuckled softly "so my acting skills aren't bad, aren't they?"

Hinata knitted her brows together and tilted her head "acting?"

He shrugged.

"You m-mean, all of those earlier on are fake?!" Hinata exclaimed "you lied to her?"

"Hold it. I didn't lie. Lie is a very strong word. I'm just checking whether is she that nice. Guess my mum's wrong. She isn't that nice. She went off directly after knowing that I've terminal disease." He laughed and stood up "bye."

Hinata stood rooted and watched as he walked out of the restaurant. Someone so interesting.

For a few weeks, she couldn't get him out of her mind. Then slowly, months passed and finally, it was a year. The guy image was now blurry in her mind. She didn't really thought of him anymore. Not till again, he entered the restaurant on the exact day, exact time. And again, making his way towards a lady.

Hinata blushed a little as she stared at them two. This time round, she wasn't the one serving to him. It was the others. She couldn't do much.

He seemed to be using the exact same technique. Deja Vu. Hinata thought and giggled silently. But the girl didn't leave. Instead, she offered him his water. And this act of her scared Hinata. What if... He thought that she is a nice girl and then... Hinata stopped herself from thinking and made his way up to him.

"Any orders?" She questioned, looking at the raven black haired male.

He looked at her and smiled a little. That smile, her face turned redder than before.

"Later," he said.

Same words.

"Alright, let's make it straight then. I'm a guy that happened to read pornography since I'm 10. Probably owned more than 20 naked figurines of female. As a girlfriend of mine, I hope you wouldn't mind." He said nonchalantly and leaned himself back.

Hinata shivered a little. He was joking, right?

After a few minutes, the lady stood up and exited the restaurant calmly. He then sighed and placed his head on the table. Hinata smiled and walked towards him "here, have a drink." She said.

He lifted his head and smiled at her "you remember me?"

"You remember me?" Hinata questioned.

"Yea. That waitress that serves me drinks." He shrugged and stood up.

He's going off? Just like this? When was he going to come back? A year later? Two years later or maybe, he wouldn't even anymore.

"Anyway, why are y-you always rejecting the girls." She quizzed.

He smirked and shrugged "I don't know. I can't possibly be with someone I don't like."

Hinata giggled a little and nodded her head "yea, I agree. You're really interesting. I m-mean, your ways of rejecting the girls."

"You're too." He said "honestly, I never seen such a person like you that is willing to come near a person who has terminal disease." He chuckled "anyway, your name is..." He leaned in, closer towards her chest.

Hinata moved back and covered her chest. She could hear some of her colleagues gasping. And she knew, they were going to mock her again. It just suck. Big time.

"Chill. I'm just wanting to know your name." He pointed towards the name tag that was clipped on her left chest.

"H-Hinata," she mumbled and lowered her head.

"Hinata," he nodded his head "so, would you want to have some coffee with me?" He questioned.

"With someone who happened to have terminal disease and reads pornography since 10?" She said sarcastically and chortled.

"Yea, I guess." He laughed.

"Yea, I guess so." Hinata nodded her head.

Strangely enough, her boss didn't scold her for talking to the customers. Maybe her boss wasn't that bad. Cause when he finally left the restaurant, her boss were looking at her with that cheeky grin on her face. Her colleagues were envy of her and she, for once felt really great that she was working as a waitress in this particular restaurant.

Life actually isn't that suckish. She thought.

And it definitely didn't suck anymore when she received his text. She wondered how the hell did he even get her number. But that wasn't in her mind. That didn't really matter much.

The pervert sick guy is waiting for the waitress that serves him drinks at the opposite cafe. Just a simple warning, you might get yourself contracted by his disease.

Hinata laughed. His thoughts and his words is the one that matter most.