100 Times Over

SasuHina. A collection of short stories. Sasuke thought it was time to teach Hinata that "-kun" was unnecessary with him.

A/N: For the 100 Themes Challenge on deviantart. My first SasuHina fic--well, more like a couple of short stories put together. I like drabbles. XD

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27. Foreign

The feeling of the name as she rolled it around in her mouth was peculiar. She couldn't quite put a finger on what the feeling was exactly, but whatever it was, it made her uneasy and uncomfortable. It was not only the name that caused her anxiety and stress, but the way he gazed intensely at her made her face burn.

"Is that fine with you?" he asked roughly, disregarding the deep blush that was creeping across her delicate features. He didn't want to spend anymore time than necessary clearing this subject with her.

Hesitating and wishing mentally that her voice wouldn't betray her, she squeezed her eyes shut, her hands clenching a fistful of her pants as she parted her trembling lips and allowed the name to roll off her tongue, trying to ignore the unfamiliarity of it in her mouth. "S-S-Sasuke-k-k..." With all her might, she forced herself to stop from adding on what Sasuke had told her was "unnecessary" and "distant". She felt as if her head would explode as she blushed more furiously.

At this, Sasuke sighed and Hinata was unable to tell whether he was sighing from exasperation or disappointment, but this thought vanished as he patted the top of her head.

"That will do, Hinata," he said as he stood to leave, her name leaving his mouth as if it were natural, as if he had known the timid Hyuuga girl all his life.

The informal addressing, his hand patting her head, the gentle tone in his voice as if he were pleased with her and the simple fact that he, Sasuke Uchiha, held an "interest" in her...

Foreign.

That's what she thought as she brought herself to her feet, dusting herself off as she headed towards the stove wondering vaguely what her male companion wanted to eat for lunch.

The corners of her mouth pulled, a small smile playing on her lips as she prepared their lunch for the day.