If She Only Remembered

A Sasu-Hina Fan fiction

Chapter 1

.:Metro Infatuations And Other Catastrophes:.

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or any other recognizable stuff. Okay?


Hinata. Tokyo.


Trains are so fascinating, aren't they ?

Metro Trains.

They are my favorite. Fluorescent lights. Posters and advertisements on the walls. Cute little seats. And the way the doors open with an adorable and tiny 'Phuissshhh'.

Heavenly Bliss.

But there's another reason for my love of these trains. I met HIM on one of them. Oh, what a day it was. Golden locks were stuck to his face as he stood there panting with his hands on his knees. As he spared a breath to regain his posture, I took a good look of him. And oh my God... He was Heaven in disguise. Cerulean eyes rivaling the color of the magnificent oceans. Cat like whisker marks on both sides of his chubby but manly cheeks. Ooh, nice eyebrows too.

His appearance hit me like a nail hits a hammer. My head started pounding. It seemed as if a bunch of memories from the land of nowhere were banging on my head.

Did I know him ?

I brushed away that thought as my stupid imagination.

Those eyes of his were dancing around here and there searching for a seat and finally stopped. I could feel those eyes of his looking towards me, or so I thought. But, much to my dismay, they were looking at the empty space beside me. I removed my bag off the seat and gestured towards him to sit with the movement of my abnormal eyes. And the way he walked, well he was clumsy, but cute. While covering the distance between us... I mean the seat and him, he accidently pushed an old lady and dropped the walking stick of another one. He plopped down next to me and said

"Hey. Thanks a ton! I thought I'd have to stand throughout the whole ride…"

To which I replied with my annoying stutter,

"Y-your wel-welcome."

Why the fudge do I stutter so much ?

I am shy. Reserved. Quiet. Bashful. Timid. Reticent.

I can list a hundred synonyms for this three lettered word… This word which I dread the most.

The word SHY.

Maybe this is why he did not reply.

Was I sweating? Did I have bad breath? I turned away from him and breathed into my hand, then sniffed it. No bad breath at all. Maybe my awkwardness was killing my vibe.

I tried to relax and play it 'cool'. I don't know why every time I secretly glanced at him, I was lost in those blue pools of sunshine, laughter and childishness. He, as what I observed, must be a joyful and talkative person. Maybe that's why he tried to start a conversation with me, in an attempt to shoo away the weary train ride back home.

"It's quite hot... Ne?" He started speaking in the midst of loosening his necktie. Even sweat looked so sex-… Err... good on his tanned skin.

"Uhm... Y-yeah... But I g-guess monsoons will arrive in two-three weeks o-or so..." I looked outside the tinted windows, then again at him. The rays of the setting sun made his eyes sparkle even more.

The sound of someone's phone ringing brought me out of me reverie. I looked around to see whose cell phone it must be when I felt a tap on my shoulder. I looked towards the person in question, only to find out that it was the Greek God beside me. And that's when I realized..

He touched my shoulder. HE touched my shoulder. He TOUCHED my shoulder. He touched MY shoulder. Snap out of it Hinata !

So I listened to myself and snapped out of it. This GG (Greek God in short, not that I know his name) was looking at me as if expecting an answer.

"S-sorry.. Wh-what ?" I squeaked out, my gaze set upon the baby food advertisement behind him.

Baby food. Baby food for babies. I could imagine 3-4 blonde kids with lavender eyes running around with GG laughing and chasing them.

Suddenly the vision of two fingers snapping in front of my eyes brought me back to reality.

I could hear the same ringtone blaring by my side. Who is this irresponsible citizen? Talk about noise pollution.

"You sure do have the attention span of a fly." He chuckled.

"Uh.. Go-Gomen.." I looked down and tried to hide behind my bangs.

If I can't see him, he won't see me.

Boy, was I wrong?

By the way, who the fudge is not answering their phone ?!

" You're phone's been ringing for the past few minutes. I'd pick up if I were you." He chuckled again and pointed towards my bag.

Talk about EMBARRASSMENT.

I squeaked in mortification and with shaky fingers took out my cell phone from my bag, pressing the answering button with unnecessary force. I looked towards GG apologetically before answering the call.

"He-Hello..?"

"Where are you Hinata? We were supposed to go out for shopping today! "

I unconsciously held the phone away from my ear.

"Go-Gomen Sakura-Chan, I forgot… I could st-straight away meet you at The Orange Plaza ar-around 7:00? If it's no pr-problem, of course." I stuttered out.

"Ie Hinata.. Why would it be a problem ? Kyaaahh.. You're sooo adorable ! And, a few others would also be joining us.. It would be like University all over again ! Meet you in 30 minutes doll.. Muah."

"Okay. B-bye."

I sighed. I looked towards GG staring at me with an amused expression. I smiled at him and felt the need of explaining.

"Th-that was my fr-friend.. She gets a li-little hyperactive wh-when it comes to sh-shopping."

"Yeah, even I know a girl named Sakura. She's got the same habit. In fact, I'm going to the same destination as you. To add a little more coincidence, I'm taking my Sakura shopping. " He chuckled and ran his hands through his already chaotic mop of blonde hair.

My head suddenly started pounding. Could it be that..?

"Wh-what's her last name ?" I enquired.

"Haruno." My eyes widened with recognition. He settled his worried gaze upon me.

"Aa-h.. So you'll be acc-accompanying us to-today?"

I could see his facial expression turning from genuine happiness to recollection.

"Hinata ? Hyuga Hinata ? I cannot believe it ! After all these years.. Do you remember me ?"

Remember him ? What's he going on about..?

And then it hit me like a wave of memories.

Blonde hair and blue eyes. Orange outfits. Ramen.

Who is he ? How does he know me ?

My head started it's usual pounding again. It felt as if someone was hitting me with a jackhammer.

I could hear voices. Cheerful voices.

"Just you see Hinata-Chan.. I'll be the President one day !"

"I'm s-sure you will, N-Naruto-kun.."

"Leave my girlfriend alone , idiot."

"TEME !"

Girlfriend ? Idiot ? Teme ?

What was that ?

Suddenly the world turned black.

.:TO BE CONTINUED:.


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