Connected

Plan C : A Dead Uchiha!

??? POV-
"Hinata is leaving. I think."

"That's our cue."

Finally Hyuga.

Hinata's POV-
As I come out of the shower I see Sasuke looking at my phone.

"Are you going through my phone?"

He tenses up and quickly tosses my phone on the bed.

"W-What are you talking about?"

"I saw you, Sasuke!"

He sighs. "Okay I was"

"You can look through it anytime, I don't mind. I have nothing to hide."

"You can go through mine anytime too."

"Well I have to go work!"

"I'll drop you off"

"Okay"

He gets up and puts on his shoes.

"So while you're working I'm going to go out grocery shopping, want anything?"

"Marshmallows"

"Marshmallows?"

"Yes I want to make some s'mores"

"Anything healthy?"

"What's that?"

"Never mind"

We both laugh as Sasuke drives me to work. He kisses me goodbye and I walk into the clothing store.

Boy is retail fun.

I watch Sasuke leave back into his car and drive away. I don't know why but I got this bag feeling. Like this is the last time I'll ever see him.

Oh shut up Hinata! You're just being over dramatic!

Right?

Sasuke's POV
I park at the nearest Walmart.  I get out of my car and walk into the store. As I walk in a group of girls stares at me up and down. I grab a cart and start making my way over to the grocery section. Call it a sixth sense or something but I could feel those girls following me.

Holy shit. 5 for 1.00 on tomatoes! Great prices.

As I'm happily yet carefully picking tomatoes a hand touches mine. I quickly jack my hand away and say sorry. I leave the tomatoes for a while and walk around to the dairy section.

Do you ever pretend to be looking at something else because there's a person in the way of the item you want and you're just waiting for them to move?

Well that was me right now with the tomatoes. Although we do need milk. I choose a gallon of milk and put in my cart. I notice the girl is gone and go back to my tomatoes.

Finally, were alone baby. I whisper to the tomatoes in my mind.

I pick the best ones and put them in my cart.

"What else?" I say to myself as I look at the grocery list Hinata wrote for me.

"How about me?" A girl says as she stands in front of my cart and stretches over my cart to lower down the grocery list that was held up to my face. I feel the need to run her over but I just try to move around her. She tries to block me from leaving.