Onigiri II
"Salmon or tuna."
Hinata glanced out of the corner of her eye at the Uchiha that stood next to her stiffly, silent as he held two different kinds of onigiri in his palm.
"I don't like fish!"
Sasuke's eye twitched at the insolence but Hinata quickly diffused the situation by handing the child one of the many plain onigiri she'd made just for this instance. The picky child skipped off happily with its food and more children took its place in line. By the time Iruka and the other teachers came to round up the children, they were fresh out of onigiri. She felt a sigh of relief escape her lips as the door to the makeshift lunchroom closed and began gathering their materials.
"Thank you for helping me Sasuke." Hinata said and the Uchiha grunted without looking at her.
"The idiot should be here. It's his idea."
Hinata shrugged and pushed an errant lock of hair behind her ear.
"Naruto-kun is busy."
"He has poor time management."
She couldn't help but bite back a smile at Sasuke's assessment. Absently she reached for an empty box just as he did, their fingers brushing together. It was innocuous. Brief. Yet he pulled his hand away as if she'd burned him.
He'd been doing that a lot lately…
"Sasuke-"she started but he'd already picked up her bag of empty containers and was heading towards the door.
"Tell Naruto he owes me."
Hinata stared at his retreating back, her brows knitting together in confusion. Had she done something wrong? Quickly she crossed the room and grabbed his hand before he could leave.
"Sasuke…did I do something wrong?" she asked and he glared at her. "You don't have to help again. I really can do it on my own next time. I'm sor-"
"Don't apologize." He snapped.
It was harsh. Harsher than he'd ever spoken to her before. She let his hand go, realizing the liberty that she'd taken, and stepped back. Sasuke spared her only a withering glance before roughly opening the door and stalking out.
At the sight of his retreating back, a painful ache in her chest returned.