Stay
Two weeks away from her made him feel irritated...his entire day was lopsided. He could have lasted longer. He should have stayed away.
He didn't mean to go back.
It happened without him even thinking about it.
His feet had a mind of their own. His stomach empty and traitorous.
"Sasuke?"
Large pale eyes stared up at him, free from the spark they held weeks ago. She looked like her regular self but was surprised to see him on her doorstep. He could have made up an excuse to leave but his growling stomach had a different story to tell.
When she'd invited him inside a part of him had hoped that the house was empty. Unfortunately, this morning was not like the ones he usually spent in the Hyuuga's house.
The shoes in disarray…
The smell of something burning...
Naruto standing near the dining room table with a goofy grin and a blackened pan made his stomach turn.
"Oi Sasuke! Wanna train?" he asked as Hinata moved to take the pan that he was waving around in a dangerous fashion.
His smile turned a bit sheepish as he kissed the small woman's cheek, blue eyes watching her closely as she walked away. Sasuke watched her as she exited as well. Her back was stiff and just before she turned into the kitchen her pale eyes briefly made eye contact with his own.
I'm not happy...
"She's great isn't she?" Naruto said once all traces of his fiancé were gone.
Sasuke grunted and took a seat across the table from his former teammate, disgruntled that the male had taken his normal seat. Naruto untied the pink apron around his waist and placed the frilly article on the table.
"How long will you be here?" Sasuke asked. Not that he cared he just didn't want to deal with another person in the house. Not that this was his house either. This was Naruto's house but his presence felt like an infringement.
"I'm not sure. Kakashi-sensei put me on leave so I'll be free for awhile." Naruto shrugged. "Don't think that I can spend all my time with you though!"
Sasuke snorted and rolled his eyes at the blondes statement. Naruto's eyes looked back at the kitchen and he sighed.
"I think she's lonely Sasuke." He said, his voice low in case the topic of their conversation heard what he said. "I don't want to ask this of you. I know you're still adjusting to village life but Sakura-chan is too busy. Her teammates have their hands full with genin. Can you…can you visit from time to time. I get worried."
Sasuke opened his mouth to tell him that he'd essentially been doing that already but his words caught in his throat as soon as Hinata reappeared with a tray of tea. A faint blush dusted over her cheeks. The innocence that exuded off of her since that night on the training grounds hit him in rolling waves.
They hadn't done anything wrong…but he wanted to keep it to himself.
That drunk Hyuuga that spoke freely. The woman that spilled all of her deepest, most innocent secrets. That Hyuuga Hinata he'd keep for himself. Was that selfish? When Hinata placed his tea in front of his good hand, her fingers brushed against his. The sensation caused both of them to tense. When her fingers left him the feeling of loss was almost immediate. Right then and there he had his answer.
This was very very wrong.