SUMMARY: It has been said that only fools fall in love. So what if they were fools stumbling on their own feet caught under the same spell? Hinata likes Naruto, Naruto is head over heels for Sakura, Sakura has been in love with Sasuke since forever, and Sasuke could care less. Love is complicated and no one ever said it was going to be easy finding Prince Charming and Miss Perfect. The course of true love never did run smooth.

A/N: This story has been hindering me for a while now and I can't write my other fanfics. So I want this out of my system so I can write. I am not good at writing Naruto fics. By the way, this is my first Naruto fic. You have been warned.

For oh-tangled, you might not want to read this one by the way. It involves my favorite character, Hinata whom you dislike with such burning passion (and don't get why). It's a crack-ship (that I enjoy reading and you should give it a try because there are good stories out there that you could learn from their writing style), and I don't want you to yell at me either. It's fiction. So don't get on my case till your lovely Captive Bride is finished or I'll find a new buddy. Highly recommend to read if you like Austin & Ally or simply need a good dark story to read.

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN NARUTO.


Love is an undeniable madness that everyone wants to get a piece of. All is fair in love and war, correct? This is a story, a tragic love story of an unrequited love. Technically, it's a very complicated love polygon that you don't want to get messed up in. Each of their fates intertwines with one another with a red string wrapped around their lives. Their lives are tangled with each other. It's up to them to unravel the confused mess. But with what they find, will they be happy with it?

It begins with a harmless crush. Hinata Hyuga was the new transfer student. She fit perfectly well in the background. No one noticed her and she didn't try to be noticed by people. The only people she would associate with was her old friends that remembered her and her older cousin and his lively friends. She would giggle at their many antics. However, she found a safe haven for herself where she could be by herself, the library. She would read anything. It was her escape from the harsh realities of the world. It kept her sane and lifted her spirits every time she received a report from her father. She strove to make him proud by trying her best in all her classes. Whenever she fell short of his expectations, this was her escape from all the pressure she faced on a regular basis.

After all, she was a Hyuga. Nothing less could be expected from the Hyuga heiress. Her older cousin- who was from the lower branch- was considered a genius and at a young age her own sister showed to posses more skill than she. Expectations had to be met! Nothing less could be expected of her. Still, she fell short in her father's eyes even though she was considered an elite student. Here in the books she read, she can forget all her problems. The pages of the book can take her across from the vast oceans to China, New York, Paris, Greece, Ancient Rome, or perhaps the days of medieval knights trying to slay the dragon to rescue the princess. She could taste the exotic food described on the pages, smell the salty ocean, marvel at the princess's endearing beauty-

Her favorite genre was by far romance.

"Poets often describe love as an emotion that we can't control, one that overwhelms logic and common sense. That's what it was like for me. I didn't plan on falling in love with you, and I doubt if you planned on falling in love with me. But once we met, it was clear that neither of us could control what was happening to us. We fell in love, despite our differences, and once we did, something rare and beautiful was created. For me, love like that has happened only once, and that's why every minute we spent together has been seared in my memory. I'll never forget a single moment of it."

Hinata sighed as she read the excerpt from one of her favorite books, The Notebook. She often fantasized about falling in love. What girl wouldn't dream of finding Mr. Perfect? She was certain that she found him but he didn't know that she even existed.

His tan skin, sunshine hair, deep blue eyes full of life, always speaking his mind, beautiful smile, kind heart, energetic, friendly, never afraid of failure…

Hinata had developed a little crush on Naruto Uzamaki. At first it was a simple admiration but she soon became mesmerized by everything he did. From his silly smiles and goofy pranks to his determination to succeed. As time passed, she felt that it grew to something more as she followed him around and it was only two weeks! It was like it was love at first sight for her when their eyes first met in class. Every time he was close she would get weak in the knees, began to stutter more foolishly (if that was even possible), her face was beet red, and she began to tremble so much that she would often faint. It was just like she was living a moment from one of her favorite books or mangas.

The first time she spoke to him was in the same library. She was looking for a good book to read and asked a librarian for a good book. The woman pointed her in the direction and she followed it to a spot in the corner. As she fingered the spines of the book she heard an all too familiar voice so she followed it. Naruto was there along with a raven haired male. Hinata remembered him. He was in a few of her classes and was quite popular with the female population at school.

"That is hardly a book to be read for a book report," the raven haired boy stated.

The blonde held out his book exclaiming, "The Tale of the Utterly Gutsy Shinobi is too! The author told me himself." Hinata smiled as Naruto's face beamed with happiness and determination.

"Tck," he scoffed.

"Don't you think so, Hinata-chan?" Naruto asked.

Hinata froze on the spot. How did he know her name? She didn't even have the courage to talk to him. She had read the book before. It was categorized in fiction and had little historical facts about it. There were legends and myths involved but hardly any historical base.

Before she could say anything, the raven haired boy spoke up. "Check-out your damn book and let's go."

"Fine, teme," Naruto rolled his eyes. "See ya around, Hinata-chan."

Okay, so maybe Hinata didn't speak an audible word to him but does a nod and wave count?


For as long as Naruto could remember, Sakura Haruno was the girl for him. She was pretty, smart, tough, funny, and surpassed perfection. He had the biggest crush on her when they were little. And for as long as Naruto could remember, Sakura only had eyes for his best friend, Sasuke. Sasuke never gave her the time of day. He would never understand why Sasuke was so mean to her. Every time Sasuke would hurt her feelings, he would get angry inside.

How could anyone dislike Sakura-chan!

No matter how many times that Sakura rejected him, he hoped that he would get through to her. She had softened up to him a bit over the years and wouldn't hit him as much. The three were friends for as long as he could remember. He hated losing to Sasuke wouldn't let Sasuke win Sakura over.

Naruto wasn't sure if Sakura remembered the first time they met in elementary school. He recently moved from Whirlpool country and no one really talked to him tom him. Everyone would tease him about the birthmark on his face. They called him old for having whiskers on his face. Sakura was kind to him and assured him that things would get better and shared her experience of getting teased because of her large forehead. She promised that he would be able to make friends in the Leaf, and she was right. He was seven years old at the time and his feelings for her never wavered since then. It was a time when like would be confused with love.

Naruto was determined to make Sakura fall in love with him. However, her happiness was his happiness. If she was truly happy with Sasuke, he would forever back off. But his feelings for her never would waver. He hoped that Sasuke would see Sakura the way he did for Sakura's sake, but dreaded that day as well. Once Sasuke realizes how great his Sakura-chan was, it was all over for him.

Naruto's eyes lit up as he spotted pink locks and emerald eyes. "Sakura-chan!"

"Have you seen Sasuke-kun?" she asked. Naruto's heart sunk a bit.

"No," he answered a little disheartened.

"It's odd for him to be so late," she answered. Sasuke was always early and was usually one of the first people in class.

"Isn't it obvious?" Ino asked as she made her entrance into the classroom. "He's obviously trying to avoid you, Billboard!"

"What did you say, Ino-pig?" there was a dark aura around these two girls as they began to argue over their precious Sasuke-kun.

"Face it, you have no chance with Sasuke, Sakura," Ino informed as she flipped her gorgeously, long, blonde locks.

"And you do, Pig?" Sakura asked, a deathly aura emanating out of her body.

Naruto got up from his seat to go search for his friend. Sasuke was raised as an Uchiha and they were never late to anything. It was indeed odd for Sasuke not to be present in class. Even Shikamaru beat him to the classroom!

Naruto searched the hallways and finally found him sitting on the steps of the school's entrance with his head buried in his hands.

"Sasuke, you okay?" Naruto asked as he looked at his friend. He looked like he was in distress and Naruto was a bit foreign to this. The stoic teen seemed to be flustered or embarrassed just like whenever Itachi would poke his forehead.

"I'm fine," he barked at him with an unusual shade of red.

"Teme, you're face is all red," Naruto pointed out. "Do you have a fever? Are you sick? Let me take you to the nurse's office."

"Leave me alone, dobe," he said in anger as he got up. "I'm not sick!"

Sasuke hated it when people pointed out the obvious and he hated that his face was still red because of an idiot move. He didn't care about being called an egotistical bastard or stuck up dick. Right now, he felt like shit and didn't like the feeling and it wasn't because he was sick.


Sasuske Uchiha was highly perceptive of his surroundings. His numerous fan girls made him that way. Those monsters were always after him and he was always on the run for it. He remained vigilant and conscious of his surroundings. So you can't blame him when he noticed an indigo hair girl following him around and staring at him like some creeper. He had plenty of stalkers and he didn't want another animalistic follower like Karin, the self-proclaimed President of his fanclub.

No matter what he did, his fanclub seemed to get bigger with each passing day. Girls from other schools would come to confess to him. The young teen went to the extent to ask for advice from Itachi's lesser friends. Hidan told him that girls don't like nice guys. He tried being nice and his fanclub grew exponentially. Itachi and Sasori told him to ignore them and that they would stop. He tried it for a while but it didn't stop the growing numbers. Kisame told him to be a jerk to girls which didn't work out too well as the numbers still began to grow. He wouldn't dare follow Tobi's advice. Besides, Sasuke would never be put in a category with Naruto as annoying prankster.

In his opinions, it was creepy and disturbing how these girls acted. He caught this indigo haired girl following him in all of his most secretive places such as the library where he caught her on several occasions peering behind bookcases, Naruto's house (girls never checked Naruto's place for his presence), spying on him behind an oak tree as he participated in sports, and that stupid ramen shop that Naruto would drag him to. He knew that she was the new transfer student and that is it, but did she find all of his secretive places in a month. Not even his most dedicated followers knew that info.

It was time to put this foolishness away. So when Sasuke found her in the hallway, he pulled her aside to confront her about it.

"Hey!" a masculine voice called to her. She turned around and her face stood aghast.

"Uh. H-hey," she squeaked.

"Don't hey me, you stalker," cold onyx eyes stared with a hard fixed stare. She was obviously terrified.

"H-huh?" she was deeply frightened, especially to be alone with him of all people. It was Naruto-kun's scary friend.

"Could you stop following me around like some creeper?" he asked. "It seems that everywhere I go, I see your stupid, pathetic face. I have enough fan girls as it is, I don't need you."

"H-hai," the girl stuttered as she bowed her head. "I-I d-don't understand."

"Don't give me that crap," his face with a stony yet annoyed expression.

"Y-you m-must be mis-mistaken," her stutter growing terribly worse with each passing syllable.

An annoyed scoff escaped his lips at the thought of the thought of him making a mistake. That rarely happened. He wasn't mistaken at all. This girl may have thought she was discreet about having feelings for him but it was as obvious as an elephant in the room.

"Are you stupid?" he questioned. "This has been happening for weeks now. Just last week, you followed me to Konaha Park and again the other day. Do you say that it is coincidence that you just so happen to go to the same damned Ramen shop every time I'm there? Do you live in two houses? One that lives by Naruro and how the hell you even managed to get into the Eastern Gates of Konaha is beyond me. Above all else, stop staring at me with those creepy eyes of yours during class!"

The girl's trembling was a good sign to him. It meant that he probably scared the shit out of her. In all honesty, he didn't mean to be so cruel. Her heart was destined to be broken when she decided that she proclaimed to herself that she "loved" him. It was now or later.

Her face heated up from being caught (he deduced that). She began to quiver like an idiot as she bowed her head to the ground.

He scoffed. Her stutter was annoying him beyond compare her face was red probably from being so close to him. It was typical for girls to get all red like that. Her presence annoyed her to no ends. His senses were sharper than most. Being attacked and followed by numerous girls was to blame. Could you blame him? Most of his fangirls would make their presence known so that he would notice them. This one was different, she hid behind objects to get closer to him. Did she think that she could creep up on him and attack him? Boy was she wrong, so here he was confronting her now.

"I a-apologize for c-causing you any di-disturbance," she stammered.

That was much easier than he thought. Most of the girls he dealt with would throw themselves at his feet begging him to give them another chance. He hoped that she wouldn't make him any chocolates for an apology. With the way she was shaken, he didn't have to worry about it.

Satisfied with his work, he turned around and smirked to himself. The girl should thank him later in the future for him doing such a favor. This was the new transfer student was bound to fall for him when she walked foot on campus. It's best that he annihilate all feelings she had for him. He began to walk away when her soft voice spoke. It was barely audible but he heard every single stutterless word she said, his hand covering his reddening face.

"Nii-san," she began, "who is that strange boy?"

"It's best that you not associate with the likes of him, Hinata-sama," the brown haired boy answered. "Did he hurt you?"

"N-no, but who is he?" she asked again.

"You don't need to know," he answered. "All you need to know it that he's an Uchiha. You shouldn't foolishly think about someone like him. You need to get to class or you'll be tardy."

"Hai!" she exclaimed as she obeyed him and went straight to her class not even noticing the Uchiha standing behind a wall with his hand covering his red face.

She was the second person that made him feel like an idiot, and he didn't like that one bit.


A/N: This was the spur of the moment thing to clear my head. I'm not sure if I'll continue it. If you want more, rate, review, PM me. Sorry for any mistakes.

Till next time!

Constructive criticism is always welcomed.