~ Her Eyes ~

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I walked into the room, uneasily, feeling everyone's eyes dart towards me. I looked down, and nervously fumbled with the end of my dress, still feeling the heavy gazes on me.

Why had I even come here? I never believed in finding love this way; being cramped up in a small room, and listening to some guy drone on about himself for 5 minutes, until he was whisked away, and replaced with another.

Love should be found naturally, your eyes meet, and you feel like you're the only two in the room.

Of course, that was only in fairy tales; things like that didn't happen in real life.

I sighed, remembering the reason I was here. Ino-pig was making a big deal on how I was 18, but never had a boyfriend. I can recall the conversation we had with much clarity.

We were both at Ichiraku's, talking about our squads, the latest gossip, the usual girl stuff. Until, Ino had mentioned that she had been dating Shikamaru.

"Yeah, I mean, he's not the greatest guy; he's lazy, boring. But, I've found out there's another side to him. When the lights go out he-"

I had to stop her there.

"Whoa! Ino-pig! I DO NOT want to hear about your sex life!" Even thinking about it made me feel uneasy. She rolled her eyes, smirking, apparently reminiscing on the nights they shared.

"So, what about you? Snagged anyone yet?" The blonde interrogated, sipping lightly on her bottled water. Oh, Ino, always the health-cautious one.

I bit my lower lip, my face slightly pink. "Er, well..."

"You mean...You're still single?" She seemed surprised, her mouth agape. "You're hot Sakura! Why don't you have anyone?"

I didn't hesitant with the answer. I shrugged, stirring my ramen around with my chopsticks.

It didn't matter to me, I'd find love when I was ready. But no, Ino had to be Ino, and butt in; bringing us back to me standing awkwardly at the Speed Dating event.

I placed my number on my shirt: #30, and took a seat at one of the tables.

That's when I saw her, one of the most beautiful women I'd ever layed eyes on.

She had long, silky, indigo hair, that cascaded down her back, and snow white skin, that looked almost porcelain, but the thing that drew me to her were those eyes.

Her eyes were the most unusual, yet stunning color that I had ever come across with. A light lavendar, that rivaled even flowers' shades.

I had to meet her; I wanted to hear that angel's voice.

She looked around nervously, a blush painted on her cheek. She was probably forced to come here too, she looked far too uncomfortable, and out-of-place.

Her eyes met mine for a split second; she realized my table was the only free. She gave me a soft smile, that made her that much more gorgeous, and sat in front of me.

"H-hello, my name is Hinata." Even her voice was angelic, and soft.

"I'm Sakura! It's nice to meet you!" I extended my hand out to hers, and she shook it. Her touch was soft, and pure; I didn't want to pull away. Hinata drew her hand back, and it resided in her lap.

Minutes went by, neither of us saying anything. Hinata cleared her throat, and decided to ask me some pointless question, to break the awkward silence.

"So, Sakura-chan, do you have any siblings?" The lavendar eyed girl seem to gain a bit more confidence around me; she didn't stutter once. I answered quickly, knowing our time together was ending soon.

"No, I'm an only child. And yourself?"

"I have one sister; her name is Hanabi." Hinata replied, folding her hands together, her warm smile still on her face. And her eyes, seem to shine, and draw me in, like a magnet to steel.

I didn't know what I was doing, I was too lost in those eyes. I inched closer, and closer to her face, until we were mere milimeters apart. Being this close, I could see every feature on her flawless face.

Hinata's eyes widened, and her blushed was blazing a dark red. In an attempt to pull away, she just ended up closing the gap between us, and I got to taste her soft lips on mine.

She didn't pull away like I thought she would, actually, it seemed she was enjoying it. I ran my hands through her dark purple locks, and her arms went around my neck.

The kiss seemed to last an enternity, neither of us wanting it to end.

But, finally, the timer rang, and we parted, both panting heavily.

"That was, erm..." She began, her blush slowly coming back.

"Yeah..." I agreed, scratching the back of my head nervously. "I guess this the end, huh?"

"It doesn't have to be!" Hinata exclaimed as soon as the words left my mouth. "I-I mean...If you want, would you like to...Go out again?" Her blush was at least 5 shades darker; the blush was even redder than Gaara's hair by this point.

I smiled, kissing her hand. "I'd love too."

And Hinata's eyes, sparkled with happiness, and they never seemed so beautiful.