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Chance Meetings
#6: Benches
When you are born into a wealthy, well-known family, your life will most definitely be mapped out for you. What you will do, who you will be, what you are at the moment; it will be planned to the most intricate detail. You had no choice but to follow what is mapped out for you, because otherwise, you are deemed a failure.
The some who escape this, escape the pressure, escape the fact that they cared what their families though, they are honestly the happiest people around that you will ever find. They know exactly who they are; they are comfortable with their lives. Because they know that they made their lives, they messed up, they succeeded.
However, some are still forced to live that life set out before them, and they never escape it.
Which is a shame.
He is completely aware that he can break away from his father's company, his mother's expectations, and from everything that burdens him in general.
But Uchiha Sasuke is no quitter.
He will conquer his fears, this pain, this disappointment, and he will be the first person to have his life set out for him, and live that life fully, happily.
It would be like him flipping off all those elders that held that power over him.
But…
Right now, Sasuke was not happy. Yet. He led a very successful life, but to be happy in that life…it was a whole different story. Yeah, he was the CEO of a couple companies (a big pain in the ass, that's what it was) and he was a multi-millionaire, but what's the point when everyone around you is so…
Let's just say Sasuke needed to vent.
And he found a place to vent.
It was dirty and common and certainly no place for a rich, sought after man such as himself.
It was a good thing he didn't see himself as a rich, sought after man.
He would have never met her.
She wasn't the first person he saw at "his place".
The first was an annoying old bum, preaching about world peace and good health and all that crap.
But the bum made some pretty good hot chocolate. And, for some reason, Sasuke enjoyed telling the old man all his troubles. For a bum, he sure knew all the answers to all Sasuke's questions.
It was odd, but Sasuke continued going there and so did the bum.
The one night the bum didn't come was the night he met her.
He thought she was a substitute or something.
"Ah, a hobo? I-I think I was just talking to one right now…" she answered. Sasuke rose an eyebrow.
"You think?" he asked. When the young woman just blushed and turned away, holding a thermos, Sasuke decided he would just not vent today. He could handle it. He was a man.
"H-hai."
"Mm…" Sasuke replied, collapsing into the space beside her, previously occupied by a certain hobo.
"A-ano…what a-are you still d-doing here?" The girl stuttered into the morning air. It was so early; the birds haven't even woken up yet.
Sasuke frowned. "What are you doing here? This is my spot. Why should I go?"
The girl blushed, and decided to shut up for a while.
"Y-your spot?" She asked. Sasuke suddenly felt the earge to choke this girl.
"Yes, my spot. Why are you asking so many questions?" Sasuke snapped at her, shutting her up the second time.
A long, hardly comfortable silence settled over them.
Okay, now he was pissed.
"You're a Hyuuga," he stated dumbly, finally noticing her eyes.
She looked a bit shocked for a moment, and then nodded slowly. "Ah, y-yes…you're an Uchiha…"
He nodded.
"If you're a Hyuuga, then why are you so damn shy?" Sasuke asked. He did mean to sound mean…
Well, maybe he did. It was Christmas and his role of the Grinch needed to be filled sometime today…
The girl looked a bit offended, but that passed quite quickly, and soon, she was back to embarrassed blushes and shameful glances. She was really annoying him right now.
"I don't m-mean to come off a-as shy…it's not m-my fault the Hyuuga is so stoic and cold…" she mumbled to herself. Despite her efforts, Sasuke heard her little comment.
"Psh…do you know any company that has a remotely sane person as its CEO?" Sasuke asked with a scoff. He was a CEO…ah, whatever.
"Ah…I think Uzumaki Naruto-san is sane…his father raised him well I guess…" the girl shuffled her feet, not noticing the dreamy smile that crossed her face.
Sasuke did. He also noticed that the first sentence she said with no stuttering was the sentence that mentioned his arch-nemesis…
Not exactly arch-nemesis…they still weren't best buds though, despite what Sakura said.
"You in love with the guy?" Sasuke asked bluntly, yawning a bit. He rubbed his hands together in search of warmth.
The Hyuuga blinked once before fully transforming into a rather sunburned tomato.
Sasuke liked tomatoes.
"N-no! I-I-I don't know w-what y-you're talking a-about!" she shouted, standing up quickly before Sasuke rolled his eyes and pulled her back down into her seat.
The smirk on his face betrayed his "annoyance" with her.
Neither would admit that it was one of the better Christmases they had.
But then, why would they?
The next couple of minutes were filled with little chats about nothing in particular and comfortable silences.
When the girl noticed that people were emerging from buildings, she panicked.
"Ah, I'm sorry, but I have to go! Kami, if father finds out I'm not in bed…" she trailed off, looking hopelessly worried. Sasuke coughed.
"Mm…I need to get home…" he mumbled, standing up and stretching. The girl was currently biting her nails.
"Ah! Ano, the h-hobo told me to give this to you, but I forgot. Sorry!" she explained, quickly handing him the thermos. She turned to rush away, but a hand caught her shoulder.
"What is your name?" he asked, sipping the thermos, looking as if this was the most common thing in the world.
"E-eh?" she asked. With the look he gave her she quickly answered. "Hyuuga Hinata!"
"Ah." He replied, sitting back down and sipping his thermos.
"Yours?" Hinata asked, suddenly curious.
"Uchiha Sasuke."
She nodded in understanding, and quickly rushed off.
A couple minutes later Sasuke stood up, stretched again, and walked in the opposite direction.
The hobo had given Sasuke the hot chocolate to keep warm that day, but it seemed something else had warmed him up first.
Meeting #6: End.
A/N: I updated late, I'm sorry, but it was Christmas Eve!
I hoped this help spread a little holiday cheer, either way.
This will be one of the rare one-shots in this collection to be continued; I felt like the last chapter wasn't much of a meeting so I added more.
I hope you like it. :)
Thank you for reading!