This a week late so I apologize but school just got out and I made up for the sleep I lost during these hellish nine months.

Enjoy and please review!

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12:35 AM

Konoha University Dorm Facilities

Sleep, work, eat exercise (every other day), eat and sleep (in minimal quantities). That had been Hyuuga Hinata's schedule for the 22-year-old's first year of college. All you mothers out there must be shaking your heads at such reckless behavior and you're right--Hinata was a zombie. She had been swamped with assignments and fought left and right to keep her grades up to her father's standards. Running on six hours of sleep a night had messed up her immune system so she always had cough and germs attacked her like flies on shit. The fact that she exercised every other day made it worse. Damn college.

Now because she didn't have the time during the week she was downstairs in the laundry room, hunched over a washing machine. She pulled the many pieces of clothing out of the machine, not bothering to shake the damp items out. Shorts and tanks tops dominated the big pile of clothes. Hinata blinked her heavy eyes. She probably would fall asleep waiting for the laundry to dry like last time. Then she would forget about it for a few days and then would have to fish her clothes out of the janitor's closet.

She sighed. A crappy week full of rainy weather, assignments and less sleep than usual didn't equal happiness. She was twenty years old, damn it! Her twenties should be the best years of her life! Ino must be giving Shikamaru a lap dance right now and she was doing laundry. Yeah, fun.

The room was silent except the pitter and patter of the rain against the window. She picked up the huge pile of clothes and brought them over to the one and only dryer. Inside the dryer were some clothes, mostly black. Most belong to one of the emos, Hinata thought. Why can't people take their stuff out? But then again, I'm not one to talk.

She reached in and pulled out a pair of plain white briefs.

"What are you doing?" a male voice asked.

She froze and slowly turned her head to see Uchiha Sasuke standing behind her with a laundry basket in hand. Sasuke had more fangirls than Japan had people, so it was very awkward for him to catch her like this. But it wasn't like she liked him.

"Why are you holding those?" he asked her.

It took Hinata a few seconds to realize that he was referring to the underwear in her hands. Her heart stopped and all the blood rushed to her face. And out of desperation she threw the under garment at Sasuke.

"S-S-Sorry! It was an accident. I needed to use the dryer and. . . I need to go," Hinata clutched her wet laundry to her chest and ran past him. As soon as the elevator doors closed she couldn't help but think.

'So he does were briefs.'