One-Shots, Lemons, Short Stories

Genderbent!Hinata and Female!Sasuke

He was definitely a push over; that much was easily seen. He was the embodiment of the word weak, even going as far as to wear a bulky jacket and hazardous sweats. (But it's not like Sasuki knew anything about girly things such as fashion, never.)

It's only that this dork shouldn't be here in the first place! It was mother's day so the day was planned for the Uchiha family to spend time home, doing whatever their mother wanted done and this largely included cooking and cleaning and unexpected hugs. 

It was something they had done every year and every year without fail, the loser would show up for a while and take their mother's attention away! Sasuki knew what she was feeling was jealousy but she couldn't help it. Just watching them made Sasuki want to punch the Hyuuga in the face (or crotch, whatever was closer).

"Hinata, pass the onions once you've finished mincing it, okay?" Her mother was prepping up the pan as she let the oil heat up. She looked lovely in her simple dress and apron (so much that Sasuki felt jealousy in a whole different way).

Hinata nodded, his short hair following his movement. "Hai, Mikoto-san."

Mikoto pursed her lips. "You know you hurt my feelings when you call me that. You know that right?" She leaned over and squished Hinata's cheek. (Sasuki wondered if it was soft but quickly shook it off.) 

A blush rose on Hinata's face, just like a child (when he should be acting like the 16 year old he is, Sasuki mentally reprimanded) and shook his head side to side in a rapid manner. He slowed and made eye contact to his fellow classmate Sasuki. It was as if he was asking for permission when "O-Okaa-san..." left his pink lips.

"Aw! You're so cute!" Mikoto went from cooing to Hinata to giving Sasuki a chastising look. "Sasuki! Why can't you cook with your Okaa-san, huh?"

As the onions on the pan smoldered so did Sasuki's anger. She was known for exploding and this time was no different. "Because you seem to like Hinata-teme doing it just fine, no need for me even being here!" With a slam of her feet upon the floor as she got up, she stormed to her room where she slammed her door and it rang throughout the house. 

Mikoto sadly shook her head and turned with an apologetic look to Hinata. "Gomen, Hinata. Sasuki means well, she can just be very emotional at times and-"

Hinata smiled sadly to Mikoto as he gathered up his things from the kitchen counter. He stored some food into the picnic he had as well as the wine. "It's okay Mikoto-san." He gathered Mikoto into a hug where he snuggled his face into her neck. "Mother's day should be spent with family, as well as a mother." With a prolonged squeeze he let the mother go and turned away, basket in and. "I should be off to see mine then. Have a nice day and please tell Sasuki-chan that I apologize for barging in."

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Sasuki bristled on her bed, slowly being able to release all the tension from her body as she pictured Hinata's death over and over again. (It was a fun past time and no one could tell her otherwise.)

A knock sounded throughout the room and Sasuki sat up as it opened slowly to reveal her mother. Sasuki groaned and plopped her face onto the pillow. 

"Sasuki Uchiha."

Sasuki tensed and slowly looked over to her angry mother who stood right next to her bed. (She was silent that it made Sasuki realize that her mother was a capable ninja.) "Yes, Okaa-san?"

Her mother sighed and looked older in that split second then she had in her entire life. She sat gently beside Sasuki and began to speak in a motherly tone. "Do you often get uncomfortable when Hinata is around?"

"I'm not uncomfortable! It's just..." Sasuki knew she was faintly blushing based on how hot her face felt. "Whenever he's here, you always spend time with him. And... it's like he's your son..."