"Stop worrying, just say how you feel. He prefers it when people are honest with him. You know that better than anyone else." Hinata began fidgeting with the hem of her dress, while Tsukiko helped her with her sandals. She didn't know anything about dating and she wasn't even sure it could be labeled as a date.
"I don't know how to act on a date." Tsukiko stood up and grabbed Hinata's hairbrush off the dresser. She held the brush in front of her, looking into Hinata's eyes, silently asking permission to fix the girl's hair. Hinata nodded her head, she had a panic attack the first time Tsuki tried to do her hair. Thankfully Tsuki didn't pry into why she had gotten so scarred. It was a piece of her past that only Sasuke knew about. "Is it even a Date?"
Tsuki smiled and began to carefully brush Hinata's hair. "Don't worry about if it's a date or not. Just relax and let things flow naturally." Hinata took a deep breath. Tsuki was right Sasuke has been her friend si