Author stuff - Thank you to everyone who was kind enough to review chapter
one. I was happy because I am a fan of some of the reviewers myself.
As for the ending, I haven't decided yet, so maybe I will write two of
them... but please keep in mind that this is something of a parody, so the
ending probably won't be very fluffy either way. (Plus I suck at fluff.)
Chapter 2 – Wherein Hyuuga and Uchiha confess their love
Surprisingly, it was Hinata's idea to confess. She didn't like the idea of getting into a prolonged grudge match with Uchiha Sasuke (She didn't like the idea of getting into a grudge match with anybody), and the best way of sorting out her feelings and Sasuke's feelings and Naruto's feelings as quickly as possible seemed to be just laying it all out on the table. Of course, the idea of being embarrassed or rejected was horrible, but who was she kidding? It was Naruto who had taught her how to have confidence and how to do what she needed to do. And, in a strange way, having to confess at the same time as Sasuke confessed made it a little more bearable. At least she wouldn't be the only one putting her emotions on the line.
She found Sasuke training in the woods. He was destroying trees with his Chidori, and before approaching him she found herself watching for a few moments through the Byakugan. He was a genius; there was no doubt about that. Despite her years of intensive training, there was no way that Hinata could ever hope to control her chakra in the way that he did – even trying would probably result in burning off half her arm. She noticed that, as he became tired, the chirp of the chidori diminished as well. Even geniuses aren't perfect, she decided with a laugh, and with that though she felt brave enough to jump down into his field of vision.
He ignored her for a few minutes before giving up.
"What?" he asked.
She backed away. Her idea had seemed good when she was still running through the trees, but faced with Sasuke in person it seemed difficult to suggest. It didn't help that Sasuke was seven inches taller than she was, well built and gorgeous where she thought of herself as short and frumpy. How can I compete with that? Her mind panicked.
"Um," she said, "That is... uh..."
He glared at her.
"About what you said the other day," she said. "I was thinking, that is, I was wondering... I know you may not like me very much, but we have a lot in common... and you're Naruto's friend and I would really, really like for us to be friends too. Can we at least try to get along? For Naruto's sake?"
Sasuke looked down at her for one long, cold moment. "No," he said.
"But why not?"
"Why not?" He looked down at her mockingly. "You know why not, Hinata."
She sighed. "I do. But..." her voice died down and finally she burst out, "It isn't fair. Tell him how you feel."
"You haven't confessed."
"No. But... if you confess I will too. We'll do it at the same time."
"Ask him to choose?" It was just asking for trouble, but Sasuke found himself liking the idea. Get his feelings for the dobe out there once and for all. "Fine." He said shortly, and walked away.
And that was how the two of them found themselves outside Uzumaki Naruto's door, bright and early the next morning. Sasuke saw that Hinata had brought a basket full of freshly baked cookies, and he swore at himself for not having the idea himself. All he had was a package of instant ramen he'd thought to dig up after it hit him that bringing a gift might be a good idea.
They looked each other over carefully. Hinata offered a handshake and Sasuke ignored it. She sighed.
"Fine." She said. Sasuke reached for the doorbell, and just as his finger came down on it he realized that Hinata was doing the same thing. The bell rung once and they waited tensely.
After a few minutes of no answer Sasuke rung it again.
"Ah?" Naruto answered the door sleepily. He was wearing the most adorable sleeping cap Sasuke had ever seen.
"What is it?" He rubbed his eyes. "Sasuke? Hinata?" The intensity in their eyes stunned him into silence.
"Listen Naruto, can we come in?" Sasuke asked, just as Hinata blurted out,
"Narutokun there's somethingI'vebeenwantingtotellyouforalongtime."
Naruto looked at them blankly.
"Sure," he said. "Come on in."
"Um," Hinata said, "These are for you," she held out the basket carefully.
"Gee, Hinata, thanks!" Naruto said. "What are they?"
"Cookies..." she mumbled, as Sasuke pushed by her into the tiny apartment.
"Dobe," he said, pushing the package of ramen on top of the basket.
Naruto's eyes lit up. "Ramen!" He said. "Mind if I make this for breakfast?"
"Sure," Sasuke smirked. He glanced over at Hinata, expecting to see her looking crushed – to his surprise, she was gave him an angry look instead.
"Ah, so," Naruto said. "What's up, you guys?" He let them sit down on his tiny couch and went into the kitchen to heat water.
Sasuke paused to take a deep breath, and he heard Hinata doing the same.
"Actually," He said,
"It's just that," she said,
"We've both" "sort of" "not really, but" ""dobe" "so I wondered if" "liked a lot" "can't really help it" "so I thought" "for a long time" "anyway,"
They looked up at him.
"What do you think?"
"Huh?" Naruto answered. "I think that's... ummmm... great. Really."
"Were you even listening? Dobe?" Sasuke felt ready to punch him in frustration.
"Yeah. But you know, you don't need my permission to go out with each other."
They looked at him blankly. Hinata let out a surprised cough and Sasuke felt his normally pale face flushing. Meanwhile Naruto was surprised enough that he had begun to babble.
"It's not what I expected, you know?" he said, " I guess opposites really do attract." Looking at Sasuke's angry face he began to back away. "Umm... that is, not that you guys are opposites or anything..."
"No," Sasuke said, "That's not it. We like you."
"Yeah, I can tell. I mean, coming all the way out here on a Sunday morning, just to tell me about your relationship. I'm... really flattered."
"We. Both. Like. You." Sasuke heard Hinata say, with more strength than he ever thought she could muster, "Romantically."
"Uh." Naruto said, "ummm..... ok... but... ummm...." He bowed frantically. "I can't return your feelings!" he screamed, and ran out the door.
Sasuke threw himself back on the couch. Next to him, Hinata was on the verge of tears. "Well, he said, more to himself than to her, "that didn't go well."
Chapter 2 – Wherein Hyuuga and Uchiha confess their love
Surprisingly, it was Hinata's idea to confess. She didn't like the idea of getting into a prolonged grudge match with Uchiha Sasuke (She didn't like the idea of getting into a grudge match with anybody), and the best way of sorting out her feelings and Sasuke's feelings and Naruto's feelings as quickly as possible seemed to be just laying it all out on the table. Of course, the idea of being embarrassed or rejected was horrible, but who was she kidding? It was Naruto who had taught her how to have confidence and how to do what she needed to do. And, in a strange way, having to confess at the same time as Sasuke confessed made it a little more bearable. At least she wouldn't be the only one putting her emotions on the line.
She found Sasuke training in the woods. He was destroying trees with his Chidori, and before approaching him she found herself watching for a few moments through the Byakugan. He was a genius; there was no doubt about that. Despite her years of intensive training, there was no way that Hinata could ever hope to control her chakra in the way that he did – even trying would probably result in burning off half her arm. She noticed that, as he became tired, the chirp of the chidori diminished as well. Even geniuses aren't perfect, she decided with a laugh, and with that though she felt brave enough to jump down into his field of vision.
He ignored her for a few minutes before giving up.
"What?" he asked.
She backed away. Her idea had seemed good when she was still running through the trees, but faced with Sasuke in person it seemed difficult to suggest. It didn't help that Sasuke was seven inches taller than she was, well built and gorgeous where she thought of herself as short and frumpy. How can I compete with that? Her mind panicked.
"Um," she said, "That is... uh..."
He glared at her.
"About what you said the other day," she said. "I was thinking, that is, I was wondering... I know you may not like me very much, but we have a lot in common... and you're Naruto's friend and I would really, really like for us to be friends too. Can we at least try to get along? For Naruto's sake?"
Sasuke looked down at her for one long, cold moment. "No," he said.
"But why not?"
"Why not?" He looked down at her mockingly. "You know why not, Hinata."
She sighed. "I do. But..." her voice died down and finally she burst out, "It isn't fair. Tell him how you feel."
"You haven't confessed."
"No. But... if you confess I will too. We'll do it at the same time."
"Ask him to choose?" It was just asking for trouble, but Sasuke found himself liking the idea. Get his feelings for the dobe out there once and for all. "Fine." He said shortly, and walked away.
And that was how the two of them found themselves outside Uzumaki Naruto's door, bright and early the next morning. Sasuke saw that Hinata had brought a basket full of freshly baked cookies, and he swore at himself for not having the idea himself. All he had was a package of instant ramen he'd thought to dig up after it hit him that bringing a gift might be a good idea.
They looked each other over carefully. Hinata offered a handshake and Sasuke ignored it. She sighed.
"Fine." She said. Sasuke reached for the doorbell, and just as his finger came down on it he realized that Hinata was doing the same thing. The bell rung once and they waited tensely.
After a few minutes of no answer Sasuke rung it again.
"Ah?" Naruto answered the door sleepily. He was wearing the most adorable sleeping cap Sasuke had ever seen.
"What is it?" He rubbed his eyes. "Sasuke? Hinata?" The intensity in their eyes stunned him into silence.
"Listen Naruto, can we come in?" Sasuke asked, just as Hinata blurted out,
"Narutokun there's somethingI'vebeenwantingtotellyouforalongtime."
Naruto looked at them blankly.
"Sure," he said. "Come on in."
"Um," Hinata said, "These are for you," she held out the basket carefully.
"Gee, Hinata, thanks!" Naruto said. "What are they?"
"Cookies..." she mumbled, as Sasuke pushed by her into the tiny apartment.
"Dobe," he said, pushing the package of ramen on top of the basket.
Naruto's eyes lit up. "Ramen!" He said. "Mind if I make this for breakfast?"
"Sure," Sasuke smirked. He glanced over at Hinata, expecting to see her looking crushed – to his surprise, she was gave him an angry look instead.
"Ah, so," Naruto said. "What's up, you guys?" He let them sit down on his tiny couch and went into the kitchen to heat water.
Sasuke paused to take a deep breath, and he heard Hinata doing the same.
"Actually," He said,
"It's just that," she said,
"We've both" "sort of" "not really, but" ""dobe" "so I wondered if" "liked a lot" "can't really help it" "so I thought" "for a long time" "anyway,"
They looked up at him.
"What do you think?"
"Huh?" Naruto answered. "I think that's... ummmm... great. Really."
"Were you even listening? Dobe?" Sasuke felt ready to punch him in frustration.
"Yeah. But you know, you don't need my permission to go out with each other."
They looked at him blankly. Hinata let out a surprised cough and Sasuke felt his normally pale face flushing. Meanwhile Naruto was surprised enough that he had begun to babble.
"It's not what I expected, you know?" he said, " I guess opposites really do attract." Looking at Sasuke's angry face he began to back away. "Umm... that is, not that you guys are opposites or anything..."
"No," Sasuke said, "That's not it. We like you."
"Yeah, I can tell. I mean, coming all the way out here on a Sunday morning, just to tell me about your relationship. I'm... really flattered."
"We. Both. Like. You." Sasuke heard Hinata say, with more strength than he ever thought she could muster, "Romantically."
"Uh." Naruto said, "ummm..... ok... but... ummm...." He bowed frantically. "I can't return your feelings!" he screamed, and ran out the door.
Sasuke threw himself back on the couch. Next to him, Hinata was on the verge of tears. "Well, he said, more to himself than to her, "that didn't go well."