I haven't slept since noon yesterday, and today's my berfday! I decided to exact random kindness by updating random fics. So, now this is a twoshot. You're welcome!

And we shall mark this date! 06/09/14

Enjoy!

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They were dating.

At least...Hinata concluded they were.

It's been two months since Sasuke began to visit her home, and, well, she never summoned the courage to ask him about where they stood. Sasuke never asked her out, per se, but he was an odd individual.

Most of the time, he came over in the morning and didn't leave until sometime at night. The Hyuuga family hadn't particularly approved of the Uchiha's reoccurring appearances, but they soon appreciated that he never tried to take Hinata out on unsupervised dates. So, as long as he kept coming here, they'd make an exception for him. The guards no longer tried to keep him out, and no one spied on them with the Byakugan anymore.

Sasuke never made a move on her, after all.

So, because most of her family approved and because Kiba and Shino never came over as often or stayed as long, Hinata could only assume that she accepted being with the Uchiha the day she invited him back.

She hoped this wasn't too forward of an assumption, because she rather liked having him around. They never talked, really. She didn't know his favorite color, his favorite food, his favorite thing to do, or vis versa, but she knew other things. She knew he liked to watch movies even though he'd fall asleep in the middle of it. She knew he must have liked sleeping on her because he would always sit close to her knowing he would fall asleep. She also knew he must be a shy guy because she always found herself running her fingers through his hair, and, when he woke up, he'd blink rapidly and move away from her for a while.

It was a strange relationship, but they had been strange from the start.

He was convinced she thought they were dating.

In fact, he knew she must have because there was no way an introvert like Hinata Hyuuga would be so comfortable with him.

Him!

For one thing, he thought maybe this was his fault. Maybe his first interaction with her shouldn't have been a disheveled mess who made a ridiculous declaration due to the maddening heat. Still, she was a ninja—her team specialized in information gathering!—so he expected more from her than thinking he had initiated a relationship.

Him!

But he also didn't know how to fix the situation. It was always too hot, so he was never in his right mind when he came over here. This was her house, so he couldn't jeopardize everything by telling her to stop sitting under the vent. This same reason applied to when he woke up with her hand running through his hair. Why and when that started happening, he didn't know. She always did it, but he was defenseless. If he slighted her in anyway, he could lose this ice-cold haven.

Not to mention her cousin was always in hearing distance, so he couldn't...do anything.

His only other options for cooling relief was Ino or Sakura—Naruto's air conditioning still wasn't fixed, and he didn't like anyone else—so what Hinata did was innocent compared to what they would do.

Plus, she didn't talk, so that was a slight perk.

o0o0o

When night fell, Sasuke had woken up, again, to those light, treading fingers in his hair. He slowly pulled himself from her shoulder, keeping his irritated nerves under control, and scooted to the other end of the sofa. For a while he didn't say anything; he just covered his face with his hand and breathed deeply.

"I have to go," he finally said, standing.

"Ah!" Hinata stood clumsily. "I-I'll walk you to the door."

He found that odd, but he said nothing of it.

When they got to the door, he could tell Hinata was on edge about something. He wasn't concerned, but an unsettling thought told him she was going to make this the last time he came over.

He sighed. "What's wrong?"

Hinata jumped, wringing her hands together. "Ah... Um... I was just wondering if... I mean, I wanted to ask if you... Th-that is, I wanted...fr-from you..." She gasped, her hands shooting to her mouth. "I'll be right back!"

Sasuke watched as she darted off. This behavior wasn't usual. She was talking (sort of) too much, and she's never done that before. To preoccupy himself, he sat down and began to put on his shoes. Moments later, he heard a frantic Hinata come back, huffing behind him. "Is everything alright?" he asked blandly, not turning to face her.

"U-um... Yes, w-well..." She coughed, clearing her throat. "B-before that, I was wondering if I could... Uh, I want to..."

Sasuke groaned to himself. "Want to what?"

Hinata fell quiet. He sensed her drop to her knees, but it was only after she placed her hand on his shoulder that he turned.

And was greeted with a kiss on his cheek.

He froze, blinking, and looked back at a shaking Hinata who had her face in her hands.

"Oh!" she whimpered, her voice shaky. "M-my first k-k-kiss!" She picked an item up from her lap and placed it on the floor in front of him. Her face was a dark shade of red, and she couldn't find it in herself to look at him. "H-h-h-h-here!"

And she darted off.

Sasuke hadn't thought much of it when he left or after he arrived home.

His initial thought had been that it was bold of her. He mulled the thought over as he looked through his refrigerator for something to eat. Looking to the counter, he eyed the round something wrapped in pink, striped wrapping paper. Hinata had given him a present, and he hadn't the slightest idea why.

Shrugging, he closed the refrigerator, snatched the gift, and walked to his room. He tossed it on the bed before gathering clothes for a shower.

o0o0o

When Sasuke returned, he had forgotten about the gift completely but was suddenly reminded of the odd events of the day when he entered the room. With a towel draped over his shoulders, he gave in to what little curiosity he had. He sat on his bed and proceeded to rip the wrapping off in one go.

Staring back at him was a round dark-blue plush toy on a keychain with large cartoonish eyes. He stared at it with extreme puzzlement. He squeezed it a few times just to make sense of this. It was then that he noticed a slip of paper had fallen to the floor. He picked it up and read the bubbled words surrounded by drawn glitter and confetti:

Happy Birthday, Sasuke!

When Sasuke hadn't shown up that morning, Hinata felt as though yesterday was a very, very bad mistake.

She was too forward!

Not only had she kissed him, but she gave him that childish gift. Did that all offend him? Should she apologize somehow? Would that make any sense? She didn't want her first relationship to end all because she had pushed her boundaries, but how could she fix a relationship?

She tortured herself with the thought, huddled on her bed. There was a knock at the door, to which she told the person to come in.

"Hinata," Hanabi said as she entered. "...What are you doing?"

"...Brooding," she mumbled.

"Un. Why?"

"Because...I'm stupid."

"Oh. Well, go be stupid at the front door. Sasuke's been waiting."

Hinata's head shot up. "What?"

"Your boyfriend." Hanabi pointed out the door. "He's-"

Hinata darted out the room, fumbling as she went. When she reached the door, she paused, taking a few minutes to collect herself, and opened it.

Sasuke looked at her, hands pocketed, and raised an eyebrow. "That took awhile."

"You were waiting long?"

To be accurate, it was about thirty-two minutes, but Neji had been the one to answer the door. "Forget it. Look, let's do something different."

"Different?"

"Aa. Something you want to do."

"M-me?" She looked around, self-conscious. "...How do you mean?"

He shrugged. "Whatever you want. Like a..." Sasuke blinked, his mind suddenly failing him. What was that word? It was such a stupid thing to forget, and he was finding his irritability rising.

Hinata gasped. "I-is this a date?"

That was it. "Yeah." He flicked his head. "Come on."

Hinata was about to take a step out, but she was suddenly aware of her appearance. She looked down at her shorts and T-shirt—her typical summer attire. "W-wait," she said, flustered, as she pulled her hair loose from her ponytail. "I should get dressed."

"You look fine."

She reddened, shaking her head. "N-no, this isn't something I usually-"

"It's fine," he insisted, pulling her out, barely giving her time to grab her shoes or close the door.

It was rather odd, people thought.

Nobody made a huge fuss or completely stopped what they were doing because it wasn't...too scandalous. They actually looked quite nice, and people were merely surprised they had somehow found each other...in that way.

Hinata's face was flushed, which seemed to go entirely unnoticed by Sasuke because he had went so far as to put his arm around her. She wouldn't have known, but something changed him last night. He never thought she invested a lot into what she thought was going on between them, and, well, it wouldn't hurt to give just this once.

He glanced down at her. "Stop."

She jumped at the sound of his voice, involuntarily pulling on her shorts harder. "Th-this is embarrassing."

"What?"

"I feel...naked."

Sasuke glanced again, this time at her legs. "You're fine." He paused, scratching his cheek as he struggled with how he wanted his tone to sound when he spoke next. "How did you know yesterday was my birthday?"

"I remembered...from a long time ago. I'm not sure how I found out then."

"Ah... Well, where do you-"

"Fucking hell!"

The two cringed, dreading the voice that had yelled from behind them.

"Sasuke! Hinata!" Naruto yelled. "When-"

"What the hell is this?!"

Hinata squeaked, seeing Kiba running at them from up ahead. She and Sasuke tried to find a way of escape, but everywhere they turned, a new face appeared—and Hinata felt more exposed. It wasn't long before the remainder of their graduating class surrounded them, and questions were launched their way.

"When did this happen?"

"You're dating?"

"Blink twice if you need help, okay?"

"You like girls?"

"Are those new clothes?"

"Wait, what does five blinks mean?"

"You like each other?"

Hinata's head was spinning. This was too much, and she only felt a breakdown coming on—more for her lack of clothes than the shock of her friends.

"Hey, what's this?" Naruto asked, unintentionally yanking something off the belt loop of Sasuke's pants. Sasuke glared at him, snatching the item away and sending a swift kick to Naruto's chest. Everyone looked at him, stunned, but only for a moment.

Hinata, however, blinked rapidly, before taking notice of the keychain in his hand. "You...liked it?"

He looked at her, frowning uncomfortably. He shrugged, pocketing the item. "Thanks," he said, replacing an answer with belated gratitude.

Choji verbally 'aww'ed, earning him a few glances.

"So?" Naruto prompted, crawling back to the group. "What does this mean?"

Hinata looked at the ground, not knowing if she should answer.

"She's my girlfriend," Sasuke replied blandly. Faces ranged from shock, rage, to teary-eyes. "And-" he pulled Hinata's attention to him, swiftly leaning down and connecting their lips; all faces snapped to surprise, a few eyes bulging. He pulled away, staring at the heiress, "-that was your first kiss."

Hinata fainted, leaving Sasuke to the emotional cheers and vicious assaults of their friends.

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