Late Night Shots
Author Note: See, I told you updates like the wind!
Chapter 3: Birthday Surprise
Her boyfriend, she learned, was never good with dates. She wasn't upset with him but she was concerned. There was no way someone that young should have such terrible memory.
Waking up just two days after Christmas, which he only remembered because of the little decorated tree that sat in their living room, she didn't bother to remind him it was her birthday.
She yawned, stretching over the rather empty bed. Opal eyes turned to where onyx ones should have been and sighed. "Oh…" She mumbled as she pushed herself in the sitting position. Navy tresses fell carelessly over her shoulders when she slumped over.
Maybe he went on a mission? Of course he did. Uchiha Sasuke loved missions no matter how small because there was a chance he could fight. He decided that she wasn't a fit enough sparring partner.
He didn't want to hurt her.
She stood not caring how she looked. She'll take the day to hide under thick blankets and sleep. It was just another day. Padding down the hallway, she paused seeing Sasuke leaning on the island eating an apple.
"Y-You're home?" She questioned softly.
He turned to her and tilted his head. "You look - strange."
She blinked at him before looking down at herself then smiled. So he remembered! "Y-You mean older?"
He threw the apple in the trash bin. "No. Your hair is longer."
Her spirits deflated and took a handful of her hair. "Oh… I suppose."
He watched her thoughtfully before shaking his head. "No. That's not it." He walked over to her, placing a hand under her chin. "Pretty."
A light flush brushed her face. "Sasuke…" She whispered getting lost in his eyes. "I…"
He pulled away. "I took the day off."
"That's good."
He grabbed his kunai pouch and walked into the living room. "My kunai are dull."
Mentally she growled, 'That's not the only thing!'
At first, it didn't matter that he forgot the other dates, that she could get over but they had been together for three years… This would be his third year! He couldn't just forget her twenty-first birthday! She stomped into the living room. She would give him a piece of her mind!
"Sasuke!" She towered of his sitting form. He glanced up, eyes subconsciously flickering crimson. "I…" All her anger simmered in a flash.
"What?" Loosening his grip on the weapon. She must have startled him. That was never a good thing to do to a shinobi.
"Y-You…forgot- a-always and -argh!" She sniffled. "Am I n-"
"Sit." He reached for her hand only for her to pull away. "Hinata, sit." She huffed and slid down.
"H-Huh?"
"You think I forgot your birthday?" He allowed his smirk to curve at her slowly parting lips.
"B-But…"
"I didn't." He went back to sharpening his kunai. "Help me." His eyes glanced at the pouch.
She smiled at him, she could never get used to him and that was a thrilling thought. At least he remembered and she didn't mind helping, they were spending time together.
She grabbed the pouch and emptied its content and opal eyes fell on a small, black velvet box. She picked it up slowly then his hand covered hers. "Open it."
And she did.
A ring sat in the red cushion, gleaming at her. "I had to work hard for it," he told her. "Do you like it?"
"I…" Tears filled her eyes. "I l-love it."
He gave a curt nod and scratched his cheek. "Marry me?"
She nodded weakly falling into his chest. His hand came up to her back. "Y-Yes." She felt him sigh and pull her closer.
Bringing his lips to hers, he muttered. "Happy Birthday."
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AN: As you can see, I made this on her birthday but YAY, Happy Belated Birthday Hinata! *throws confetti*