Poor little Sasuke has no idea what he's feeling. Poor little Hinata has no idea what's going on…Well, I would like to thank all of you who reviewed! (You make an author so very happy!) Also, most of you will be happy to know that I need to work on my fleshing. In other words: You get longer chapters. YAY! Also, I think my writing style changes on my attitude when I'm writing in third person. Because this difference in writing style thing never happens when I write in first person…not a whole heck of a lot of fluff at the beginning, Sasuke does give an angsty speech though…You should be happy with me though, it's longer AND it actually seems to make some headway! In other words: More SasuHina moments…Anyway, hope you like this chapter:

DISCLAIMER: Naruto's my home-dawg, but I don't own him.

Yes, Sasuke saw the insanity of it. Yes, Sasuke was perfectly aware how uncharacteristic this was. And yes, he was also aware that he would regret it. But there he was, standing outside the Uchiha compound. Sasuke should really brush up on his vocabulary if he thought this was avoiding the young Hyuuga. But, he didn't care. Sasuke wasn't thinking about avoiding Hinata, he wasn't thinking about anything. He was just going on impulse. This is why he found this so uncharacteristic. "This is so stupid," he muttered under his breath. He stared at the entrance. "I'm going to regret this."

And so he walked away.

Sasuke wouldn't actually go into the Hyuuga compound to willingly talk about his feelings (the only subject he didn't actually have an in-depth grasp of) with a girl named Hyuuga Hinata. That just wasn't Sasuke. He wouldn't do things like that.

Sasuke was an unfeeling, insensitive rock. If he even did feel something like love toward this girl, he didn't what to expound upon it. And that's why he decided to leave.

"U-uchiha-san?"

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Hinata looked out of her window, unsure of what to do. She saw the Uchiha standing there, looking at the compound with a mixture of irritation and confusion in his usually-emotionless face. She saw him turn away.

So she ran out to stop him.

Because Hinata wanted to know what was wrong. She had watched him dwell in confusion for the past few days, and she seemed to be the problem. So, enough was enough. She was going to help him.

"U-uchiha-san?" she called when she was within ear-shot.

He turned slowly and purposefully back to her, his trade-mark Uchiha blank stare blatant on his face. "What?" he asked, voice calm and cool.

"Y-you w-were standing outside m-my compound," she remarked quietly.

Sasuke inwardly groaned, she'd seen him. "Yeah, so?"

"Wh-why?"

"…no reason."

"R-really?"

"No."

Hinata looked at him and frowned. "Wh-why did you c-come here?"

"…I don't know."

"Y-yes you d-do."

"…impulse." It was the truth, and probably the best Hinata would get.

She sighed and looked at him confusedly. "D-do you h-have a pr-problem with m-me?" Her voice was soft and the words were stuttered, but their meaning wasn't lost.

"Yes."

"Wh-why?"

Sasuke looked at her for a long while. His face was completely emotionless, his pride swelling up within him. Then his stare turned into a cold, hard Uchiha glare. "I'll tell you why," he said coldly. "You are ruining me. You and your ridiculous philosophies about how facts aren't always right. You and your ridiculous logic-defying ideas that make me wonder about your mental stability. You and your random kindness, your idiotic blushing and your incessant stuttering. Yes, Hyuuga-san, I've got a problem with you. You stick into my mind like a needle; you interrupt my focus on random occasions and you are getting in my way."

Hinata's lower lip trembled a little, but she refused to cry. Even as her face went red with hurt and embarrassment and she felt like fainting, she refused to cry. Even if Sasuke's words hurt her.

Sasuke saw the hurt in her eyes and he softened. "No, wait," he muttered. "I didn't mean that." He didn't know what was possessing him to say this but… "You're not ruining my life, it's not you. I'm just blaming you."

Hinata looked at him for a long while. "I-I don't kn-know wh-what you m-meant by a l-lot of wh-what you said," she mumbled. "B-but, I-I'm sorry, i-if I d-did an-anything."

Sasuke grunted. He felt like he should comfort her, what came out was a gruff: "Hn."

"A-and, m-maybe i-if y-you told m-me what I-I did, I c-could stop," she hinted.

"…only thing you did was be yourself."

Hinata bowed to Sasuke. "W-well, i-if you need an-anything, I-I'll al-always be w-willing to help."

And with that Hinata went back to the compound and Sasuke left, feeling slightly refreshed for letting off steam, but also a little confused as to why he comforted the Hyuuga afterward. He shrugged. He just wouldn't think about it. Or, at least he'd try not to.

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Yes, Sasuke decided ignoring the problem was best now. He'd just act like nothing was happening. After all, they said ignorance was bliss. Sasuke had exhausted himself thinking too much about it, so maybe ignoring the problem would give him a little peace.

Then again, Hinata had a knack for making him say and do things he didn't even think he was capable of before. But then, what was happening was shaking the ground he had formed his philosophies on, and that was not a good thing. He decided to ignore that too.

Hinata sat in her room wondering, for the very first time, about her classmate's mental stability. Yes, it was the first time. She had been confused as to what he was thinking, she had wondered what was going on in his head, but this was the first time she really questioned his sanity. Then again, she thought, he was a genius, and geniuses can be crazy, right? Well, she decided, they could, sometimes. With that she walked out into her garden, and looked at the flowers—delicate and lovely—with a sense of happiness. She reveled in them, and soon, she forgot all about her troublesome thoughts, merely finding joy in the midst of flowers. Her flowers.

--

Hinata walked into the classroom and blushed as she found herself face-to-face with Sasuke.

"…hey," he muttered.

"H-hello, Uchiha-san," she bowed and scurried past him. A perfectly natural encounter for them. Except for Sasuke's unnatural reaction.

Sasuke watched her slip into her seat and duck her head, burying it into a book. He wanted to talk to her, but at the same time, his brain told him it wasn't a good idea. So he didn't. He had long relied on knowledge rather than feelings, and he wasn't going to stop now. So even though a few none-to-healthy (or at least he thought so) thoughts about Hinata and himself passed through his head, he let her be. He was fine with her being alone.

Except, it was as he was thinking this that Naruto slipped into the seat next to Hinata and started chattering to her, as she blushed. Even Uchiha Sasuke knew what those blushes meant.

--

Hinata scurried past Sasuke and slipped into her seat. Her shyness obviously wasn't going to allow normal conversation, she realized with a sigh as she opened a book. She wanted to help the Uchiha with…whatever his problem was, but she just didn't know how. Oh well, she'd go with her feelings and her gut. That had always worked before.

It was as she was thinking this that a certain blond-haired, blue eyed shinobi-wanna-be sat down next to her. She blushed.

"Hey, Hinata-chan," Naruto said, characteristically enthusiastic about something or another. "What're you doing?"

"O-oh," Hinata squeaked. "J-just r-reading…"

It was as she said this that she noticed a dark glare turned towards them. She looked over to Sasuke in confusion.

"U-uchiha-san? I-is th-there a pro-problem?"

Sasuke turned away, one eye still on them.

"Don't pay any attention to that teme," Naruto said easily. "He's always got a stick up his ass about something or another.

Hinata shifted uncomfortable and looked to the table, unsure of what to do. "R-right," she said distractedly.

Sasuke was glaring at them again.

This time Naruto turned. "What do you want, teme?!"

Sasuke sauntered up to them, his head held proudly. "Why?" he hissed at Hinata. "That is all I want to know."

"Wh-what?" she asked, confused.

"Why do you put up with the dobe?" he asked. "What do you see in him?"

Hinata was quiet for a long time. "U-uchiha-san," she said quietly. "N-naruto-kun i-is co-constantly loo-looked down upon, b-but h-he st-still tries h-his best," she looked him in the eye. "I-I re-respect him f-for that."

"Yeah!" came Naruto's untimely agreement.

Sasuke brought his fist down on the table hard, still glaring. Then he said, "Hn," and walked away.

Unbeknownst to him, a small green monster lurked behind his eyes.