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Sasuke used to go all the way to his great-grandmother's house because she cooks like no other and…his best friend leaves with the old bat.

Sasuke stepped over sleeping kittens that took their spots on the porch and rang the old doorbell. He heard meows throughout the house, the cats on the porch stretched out and started rubbing against his ankles.

Sasuke really hated his family affinity sometimes. He also heard his old, crazy grandmother ask who it was.

"Sasuke!" He knocked on the door.

There was heavy rushing of feet before the door opened. He was immediately attacked by his best friend. She latched onto him like a favorite toy. "S-Sasuke!" She rubbed a smooth cheek against his.

"Ah, Hinata," Sasuke tried prying her legs from around his waist. "G-get off."

Hinata gasped, forgetting that her friend wasn't affectionate. She removed herself from him. Sasuke took the time to really see her. He hadn't been for a visit in five years when his mother told him that his grandma needed some young manly help around the shrine.

He wouldn't admit that within those years of absence…Hinata stayed in the back of his head.

Her white tail, now resting against wooden floors. She was actually wearing loose sweatpants and a sweater. He could still tell that she had filled out remarkably. She still had the same soft face and her ears were tipped white.

He missed her.

A sharp pain was directed in his stomach when he realized his grandmother, the old prune, jabbed him with her cane. "Look at cha, college man now! Yes, your mama told us."

Hinata nodded happily by her side. "How is the college?"

He blinked. Still trying to process things. "I haven't gone yet. This is my last summer in Konoha."

The old woman pulled him inside. "Well, we gots work to do. You know, Hinata ain't much for, um, manual labor."

"I tried Natomi-san," Hinata defended herself.

"And messed up your leg!" She pointed to the covered left leg. Hinata bowed her head in shame. Sasuke looked over at his friend. He wondered what happened. "What you can do is put sonny's bags in his room."

"Y-yes," she went back for his bags.

"Must you be so rude to her," Sasuke huffed.

The old woman paused and turned to him. "Rude to her? The pot calling the old kettle black, huh? You're the one that went to that fancy-pants high school and left that poor kitten on the porch."

"What? I…I told her I was coming back."

Natomi shook her head. "You think she thought that would be five years? I thought…well, I thought you'd come on after school like before."

Sasuke pocketed his hands. "I've been busy." He muttered. He could only imagine Hinata waiting for him.

Natomi didn't reply instead she opened the attic door. Stairs lead up to another door. "I need for you to just clean all that up."

"When is the last time you cleaned that?" He pointed at the dark staircase.

"When was the last time I tricked you and little Itachi to clean up?"

"Little? Grandmother, I was five. You've waited thirteen years to clean up?"

"Dammit, I am old!" She hit him with her cane.

"No shit," he spat back. Natomi glared at him and Sasuke reflected her face perfectly. Then without words, she hugged her great-grandson. Sasuke bent to hold her. Her ponytail swept the floor, behind her short, stocky body. He basked in the fact that she never smelt like cat pee but soft Honeysuckles. Memories of his adventures with her came back and made him squeeze her tighter.

"I miss you, ugly duck." She laughed and patted his back.

"I could say the same, you witch." He sighed.

She pulled back and smiled, her wrinkled face didn't seemed so aged when she did. "Alright, get to cleaning."

"Grand-"

"I'll send Hinata-chan up with some refreshments."

The young male rolled up his sleeves as he watched his great-grandmother whistle. Every cat in the house flew passed him. "Lunch time, babies!"

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Sasuke swept the cobwebs from the ceiling when he heard creaking. "S-Sasuke-kun," she murmured from the door. He wiped his face and pointed to a Chest he was using as a chair. Hinata placed the lemonade and sandwiches down.

"I'm - I apologize for leaving," Sasuke turned his back to her.

"I…I understand!" She wanted to jump on him like she could when they were little. "I'm happy…you came home."

Sasuke placed his forehead on the broom and they stood there silently. "Fine, Hinata."

"H-Huh?"

He dropped the broom to the floor and turned to her. Dust flew up at his feet. "This one time," the Uchiha opened his arms up weakly. Hinata's smile made his chest hurt…or was it when she pounced on him, they fell too hard. He groaned and removed the broom and took comfort in his back.

"What was that?!" They heard Natomi shout.

"N-nothing!" Hinata shouted back. She pulled Sasuke to sit upright. She checked his face and neck. "A-are you okay?"

He nodded and rubbed his aching back. "You've gotten a lot…healthier."

She smiled and nodded. Hinata looked at him curiously, her tailed rested on his leg and waved a bit as she took in his handsome features. "I m-missed you. I thought… I really thought…"

He watched her head fall again. Sasuke reached and ran a hand through soft navy tresses. He took her ear in his hold and massaged it. "Forgive me," he asked.

Hinata's body stiffened at first then relaxed. He smirked hearing her purring noises. Actually, they made him feel weird. He used to always calm her down by massaging her ears. It didn't bother him then. Now he felt like a pervert for enjoying the sound. Hinata pulled away and covered her face in embarrassment. "S-Sasuke!"

"You're still weak there, mm?" Apparently she did too.

She turned away to run but he grabbed her tail. He noticed her nails sharpen but she forced herself to relax. "Let me see your leg." He more demanded than asked.

"W-what?"

"You are hiding it. You've never hidden behind so much clothing."

Hinata placed at hand at her tail and yanked it from him. "No." Her voice was small and firm. Before Sasuke could say another word she ran downstairs.