I'm sorry for not updating but I was recently in the hospital for a month…. But I have a new story for you guys to make up for it. ControlXAltXDelete and I worked together on it. Another Hinata story guys, but enjoy!
She was beautiful. Dressed in the finest silk, her gown flowed like rivers, weaving its way to the floor. Chains of gold hung upon her neck, glittering against the warm light of the candles. Jewels sparkled against her velvet neck, stones of violet and midnight blue that seemed utterly unremarkable in comparison to her lavender eyes. She wore a content smile, warm and -inviting, but her smile told a different story.
At the other end of the table-
I wake to a gentle rapping on my door. Disentangled from my slumbers, I'm vaguely aware of my servant pulling the covers free of my bed, and with them the remaining tendrils of my dream. Consciousness sinks in and I become aware of my surroundings. In a matter of minutes I've reunited with my family downstairs, dressed in the simplistic green-and-yellow colors of Konoha High. With the customary morning greetings, I take my seat at the long table. The chief sets down a silver platter of French toast as another servant fills our glasses with freshly squeezed orange juice. The mouthwatering smell of bacon wafts into the room long before the plate is placed before us.
I listen half-heartedly to the usual idle morning chatter, looking up only at the mention of my name.
"Hinata, I'm afraid that I'm going to need the limousine for a photo shoot today." Mother is watching me expectantly, waiting for me to reply in the most respectful manner.
"that's alright," I reply, setting my empty glass on the mahogany table. "I can walk"
As a servant clears away my empty dishes, I take my leave, hugging my textbooks to my chest as I stroll outside. A maid follows me outside with a jacket draped over her arm, calling for my attention, but I keep walking, welcoming the chilly air and the sight of snow gently falling.
The sound of voices amplifies as I reach the wrought iron gate of Konoha High. As the large double doors welcome me, I notice the infamous yellow knucklehead leaning on his locker. I make to offer a shy greeting, stopping in my tracks at the high-pitched laughter of Sakura I can only watch as she struts over to Naruto, wraps her arms around his neck, and kisses him. I can hear the grin in his voice as Sakura pulls away, undoubtedly commenting on her looks.
It dawns on me that I should be feeling something, anything at the sight of my supposed crush kissing the girl of his dreams. It seems that my crush on the yellow headed boy was just admiration.
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Will update other stories ASAP, Secret Emo, out!