I don't own Naruto or the following characters mentioned in this story, Kishimoto is the rightful owner. Because only God would know what will happen if I was the owner, crazy shippings. Such a tragedy. Well I hope you enjoy the story!
Previously:
Aside sat a small note."Enjoy, I hope you like it"
"Tch" He rolled his eyes, taking the note in his hand crumbling it up. Unknowingly he shoved it inside his pocket, he eyed the cake."It does look good. I'll give her credit for that." Taking in a deep breath he tucked his hands inside his pockets. Reaching for the broom that was half a yard away from him, taking it along with him to clean up the mess he made. After he manage to clean it up, he placed his broom inside his hallways' closet and made his way to his room. Hoping to get some rest.
He sighed. The emptiness overtaking him, he took a sip of his herbal tea. Taking in the scent, and taste which in his mind held a somewhat peaceful taste. He smiled gently but it didn't reach his ears. It was a faint smile, one only people from a close distance can see. That's if they hold good eye sight.
"Hello Dear, how has the day been treating you?" A small elderly lady asked, a smile on her delicate face. Daichi smiled at her presence. Her elderly figure putting him at ease. She reminds me of grandmother.
"Ohayo Gozaimasu" Daichi politely said, standing up from his chair and bowing down. Taking his seat soon after, as the elderly women warmly smiled.
"My day has been pleasantly well ma'am, nothing out of the ordinary and may I ask, how has yours been?" He asked politely. His full attention on her.
"Well it's been descent, nothing to dramatic has happen. Anyways I'm glad to know your day has been well enjoy your dumplings, Dear" She said softly. Setting a plate of six dumplings in front of him.
"Domo arigatogozaimashita" He said thankfully.
"Doitashimashite" The elderly women replied. She smiled lastly before turning around. Walking away with a silver tray in her hands.
"Itadakimasu" He said softly, bowing slightly in respect. He sat up straight, taking in the view of his small meal. Daichi eye's lit up with the view of his favorite dumplings, taking one in between his fingers; he took a bite. Delicious he thought pleasantly. The sweet taste lingering in his mouth. One bite after another, he came upon a empty plate. He held himself back from ordering more, and decided against it. He rose up from his chair and push the chair towards the table.
"Gochiso sama deshita"
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"Ohayo Gozaimasu, Uchiha-san." Hinata politely greeted him with a small bow. In which Sasuke merely just grunt in response and walked away. Hinata smiled faintly, bitting her bottom lip. Standing alone in the front entrance of his apartment door.
"Lock the door when you come inside" She heard Sasuke's cold voice say loud and clear. Taking it as a sign that it's okay to come inside, she did as she was told. She took out her sandals and replaced them with white slippers. Placing her sandals in the mat that was placed on the left side of her.
"Are you hungry, Uchiha-san?" She spoke softly. As she entered his living room, from the small hallway in the entrance of the door. He sat on his couch, reading what appear to be book. Funny, I would've never consider Uchiha-san as the reading type. She waited for his answer, only to receive no response. She waited and waited and nothing came but silence. She shifted uncomfortably unable to stand the awkward atmosphere. So instead she decided to take his silence as a yes.
"May I use your kitchen?" She shyly asked, no response. She took in a deep breath and made her way to his kitchen. Leaving the avenger to read in peace and alone. When she was gone Sasuke turned away from his book and gazed at her retrieving figure. I'm suppose to look after her, Naruto you always make me do the silliest things. He thought shaking his head, returning to his book.
