Summary: Hyuuga Hanabi was caught in a crush that she knew she shouldn't have. She couldn't have that stupid Aburame even if she tried.

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto.

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Toro Nagashi had started the day before, meaning that the Hyuugas had made their grand entrance, and were expected to be there throughout the rest of the festival. It was already late into the night, and the youngest Hyuuga was walking around the city in search of somewhere to wait out the rest of the festival. She glanced at the moon. It really was only two o'clock in the morning, only twenty-two more hours.

Hyuuga Hanabi did not like festivals. She did not like the noise, and she didn't like the dances that her sister enjoyed. She continued her searching, uncaring of the puddles of water she was raking her kimono through. She looked around a corner and plowed through the streets.

In her spurt of the moment sprint, she hit something hard. She looked up, seeing a young man in a high collared jacket with a hood on. Obviously someone who also didn't like festivals.

"Excuse me," she mumbled, pushing away from his chest and walking past him.

He, however, seemed to recognize her, and snatched up her wrist. "You are Hinata's sister," he stated easing her back to in front of him.

She rolled her pale eyes and slipped her fingers beneath his. "I am, and you are in my way, Aburame-san." She glared up at him and slid her hand from his grasp.

He pulled his hand back, but replaced it with his other hand. He held her hand in his. "Your father sent me to look for you. Neji is… busy."

A shot of amusement flew through her eyes. She smirked and pulled her hand away, patting the back of his hand with her other. She turned and walked down the alleyway she had run past. He followed her; she could hear his feet step on the gravel of the streets. She picked up her speed and began to run faster. She heard him follow after her.

She glanced over her shoulder at the Aburame. She turned her head back ahead and shook her head. Stopping at the Hokages, she hiked up to the top. She stopped and he stopped.

"Will you quit following me?" she snapped, leaning on the rails that overlooked all of Kohonagakure.

"No."

She rolled her eyes again and looked back at him. "I know my father did not send for you," she murmured. "He would have sent Neji regardless of how 'busy' he was with TenTen." She shot him a soft look and looked back over the railing.

Hyuuga Hanabi was caught in a crush that she knew she shouldn't have. Her sister's place as heiress had been passed to her when her sister decided to work as a nurse at the hospital. She couldn't have that stupid Aburame even if she tried.

She held in her sighs and straightened her back. She moved to turn to look at him, but was stopped when he sat beside her. She finally sighed and looked at him. His hood had fallen off, and he looked like the Aburame she had crushed on as a child.

"He did send me, but not to bring you back. He told me to help you."

She laughed aloud. "I need help?"

"He believes you do."

She laughed again. Then, her eyes fell and she sighed. "I suppose I do…" She looked at him and shook her head. "Did my nee-san tell you? I'm the heiress."

He frowned, or at least that's what she thought it was, and looked at her. Not past her, not through her, at her. "No, she did not." He looked her over and looked out at the horizon. "I'm unsure of whether to congratulate you or apologize to you." She watched him set his hands beside himself to keep upright.

She took this as her moment and leaned her head on his shoulder and touched his hand with her own. "I'm supposed to have this position, my father knew this at my birth, but I don't know how to console my sister. She wanted to be the heiress to show Hiashi-sama that she is just as good as I am."

She looked up; he hadn't flinched.

"I don't like you," he said clearly, not moving his hand or shoulder from her touch.

She nodded. "I know. I don't like you either."

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Tch… This was supposed to be fluffy, and I guess it is. A little. Tell me what you think. 'Coz I don't even know what I think.

With Love,

Hotari-chan