Hello, and welcome to Let Your Doubts Fly into the Night Sky! This is a high school story that may or may not contain drugs, rape/sex (non-graphic), character murder, OOC-ness, possessive stalkers, cutting, suicide, and other high school problems. I haven't decided on the pairings yet, if there are going to be any.
I reserve the right to out of character-ness.
There's some background information that isn't explained that you need to know; first of all, the Chuunin Exams did not happen in this story. Also, Sasuke did not leave Konoha for Orochimaru. Why? Simply because I feel like it. Another thing is characters such as Naruto, Hinata, and Sasuke are age fourteen, while the likes of Tenten, Neji, and Lee are fifteen years old. When I was writing this, I tried to make the different points of view sound different according to their personality.….This turned out less serious that I meant it to be.
Please enjoy the story and review! Reviews inspire me, and I'll keep writing if you review!
X...Normal Point of View...X
He liked watching her.
No, he didn't bother denying it; this girl with twin, chocolate buns for hair captivated him. She was as beautifully serene and mysterious and the moon, yet as fiery and alive as the sun at the same time.
She, this girl with laughter that filled the room and melted his heart, did not know his name.
To her, he was simply a part of the background; a person you come across everyday, but never really take the time to look into their eyes.
To him, she was the most precious girl in the Konoha village, the very reason he plowed on through his miserable life.
He did not know her name, but he did know her.
He knew the way her nose crinkled when she laughed, and how her brown eyes simply sparkled with delight, and how they could become two balls of flaming rage when she was upset.
He saw the way she tried so hard day after day, even though she had no one believing in her. Her teammates greatly underappreciated her, and continuously failed to see what a special person she was. She cheered them both on again and again, but they would never be there for her like she was for them.
The one with big eyebrows seemed nice enough, but he was always so busy trying to keep up with the other one, never noticing how much she helped him and believed in him no matter the personal costs.
The other one, face recognizable by the ashen eyes that marked a Hyuuga, was too caught up in himself to relish in her comfort, always pushing her away when she did her best for him.
And her sensei? He was the worst; he always, always talked about how proud he was of the other two, never her.
To them, she was the weakest by default, and therefore got none of the credit or appreciation, yet seemed to monopolize the blame.
Still, day after day she could be seen with them, trying to make them the best they could be, returning to the training grounds late at night to improve herself all alone.
Bit by bit, she did get better, but he was the only one that noticed and appreciated it.
Each night, his stomach clenched when she stopped training, put down her weapons, and took a small break to wipe the sweat off of her face. He longed to come down from his hiding place, congratulate her on her hard work, and urge her to train with him so finally he could be the one that captivated her, the one she focused her full attention on.
He couldn't bring himself to do it, because he was afraid.
Afraid she would reject him, just like the others.
After all, no one likes outcasts like him.
He was cold, he was untouchable, unreachable.
He liked it that way.
At least, he had liked it until he had seen her.
Then, for the first time, he had wished his life was normal, untainted by the actions of a certain family member.
Still, he could somehow forget these feelings when he saw her.
She was his motivation, his one gift from God.
But, it was a painful gift, because they just couldn't be together.
Deep down inside he knew it just wasn't meant to be, but that didn't stop him from watching her when he had the chance.
He knew he should stop.
After all, he had been assigned a mission, and it was only this mission that allowed him to be so close to her. He didn't live by his gift from above, but this was a long mission, so he would have plenty of time to memorize everything about her.
And when the mission was over………..
He didn't like thinking about that.
X...End of Normal Point of View...X
X...Tenten's Point of View...X
HIGH SCHOOL.
Those two words alone can sure as hell scare the crap out of a teen.
Even a teen that happens to be a shinobi.
High school is a time of changes, a time where the real you can finally appear, only to get lost among the hundreds of other high schoolers trying to find themselves. It's a delicate time where just one mistake can set off an avalanche of other mistakes that eventually bury the person, suffocating them until they are no more.
High school screws over the weak-minded countless times, chews, swallows, and spits back up the cocky simpletons that think they're all that, and occasionally reward those few that actually stand a chance in life.
You want to make that hellhole even more complicated? Simple; just make everybody a ninja, supply them with plenty of gleaming kunai, assign them geography teachers like Maito Gai, and have fun watching all of hell break loose.
Think I'm kidding? Ha, I wish I could be naïve enough to think that class will be uneventful. I'm willing to bet half the class runs screaming from the room ten minutes into the period.
Anyway, I'm getting ahead of myself. After all, you're probably wondering why a shinobi such as myself is worrying about high school when I should be busy training with Neji, rolling my eyes at Gai-sensei and Lee's weird antics, or going on a mission.
Tsunade-sama, proof that not all blondes are airheads, noticed that the success rate of Konoha's ninja missions was steadily dropping. Further investigation into the matter showed that our ninja, the joy and pride of the village, were lacking in areas other than physical strength.
Yes, the future rulers of the Village Hidden Among Tree Leaves were being send on missions and ending up fifty miles away from their destination, miscalculating how much food and other essentials they needed and having to turn back to obtain more supplies, demonstrating their inability to tell the difference between North and South, and just generally screwing up.
How to turn the baka ninja-wannabe of the village into capable, respectable shinobi? Obviously, something had to be done. Adding another year onto the Ninja Academy? No, that would just make the future graduates more antsy and annoyed during the last year, so they probably would retain information like a basketball retains water; maybe a little sticks on here and there, but it would evaporate quickly.
It was then that the unparalleled Tsunade-sama thought of the perfect solution; after graduating around age twelve, the genin would spend two years in the field. At age fourteen, they would be sent to high school to work on the areas that need work and perfect the skills they already had. School would only go four days a week, and students would be sent on missions after school.
Of course, there was only one slight problem with this idea; with all shinobi ages 14-18 unavailable four of the seven days of the week, how would the village be able to take all ninja missions?
Once again, the awe-inspiring Tsunade-sama came up with the answer. There would be five blocks: Block A, Block B, Block C, and Block D.
Block A has class on Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday.
Friday, Saturday, Sunday, Monday, and Tuesday are the days you'll see Block B at school.
Block C drags themselves to class on Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, and Saturday.
Finally, Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday are the days when Block D is schooled.
With the perfect plan formulated, Tsunade-sama cleverly turned one building that had become musty and decayed from time and lack of use into the village's "new" center of learning. All eligible shinobi received a schedule by mail.
WELCOME TO KONOHA HIGH SCHOOL
a message from the Fifth Hokage, your new principal
Name: Tenten
Student ID Number: 37353
Year: Sophomore
Block: A
CLASS:... SENSEI:... TIME:... ROOM #
Homeroom:... Maito GaI:... 6:57-7:07:... 214
1. Geometry:... Maito Gai:... 7:10-8:00:... 214
2. History:... Yuhi Kurenai:... 8:03-8:53:... 112
3. Geography:... Hatake Kakashi:... 8:56-9:46:... 134
4. Cooking:... Morino Ibiki:... 9:49-10:39:... 202
5. Survival:... Mitarashi Anko:... 10:42-11:32:... Gym
6. Lunch:... 11:35-12:25:...staff:... Cafeteria
7. Writing:... Sarutobi Asuma:... 12:28-1:18:... 104
8. Language:... Shizune:... 1:21-2:21:... 222
Holy shit. Homeroom with Gai? At 6:57 in the morning, the last thing I want to deal with is 76 kilograms of spandex-clad youth screaming at the top of his lungs about how fricking important it is to seize the day because we're youthful and other crap.
X...End of Tenten's Point of View...X
X...Hinata's Point of View...X
Wednesday, August 1
"You'll be late if you don't leave now."
"Hai, Oto-san."
Obediently, I ran out of the Hyuuga complex, then slowed to a walk as the manor faded from sight. I pulled out my schedule.
WELCOME TO KONOHA HIGH SCHOOL
a message from the Fifth Hokage, your new principal
Name: Hyuuga Hinata
Student ID Number: 23876
Year: Freshman
Block: C
CLASS:... SENSEI:... TIME:... ROOM #
Homeroom:... Maito Gai:... 6:57-7:07:... 214
1. Geometry:... Maito Gai:... 7:10-8:00:... 214
2. Cooking:... Morino Ibiki:... 8:03-8:53:... 202
3. Writing:... Sarutobi Asuma:... 8:56-9:46:... 104
4. Survival:... Mitarashi Anko:... 9:49-10:39:... Gym
5. Language:... Shizune:... 10:42-11:32:... 222
6. Lunch:... 11:35-12:25:...Staff:... Cafeteria
7. History:... Yuhi Kurenai:... 12:28-1:18:... 112
8. Geography:... Hatake Kakashi:... 1:21-2:21:... 222
Geometry. I couldn't believe they had put me in Geometry. As a freshman, I should have been doing Algebra. If I was head of class….Think how proud Oto-san would be! That's my Hinata-chan, he'd say, the pride and joy of the Hyuuga clan, the freshman at the top of a sophomore class.
And Naruto-kun?
Gee, Hinata, you're really smart! Maybe we could get together at my house after school and you could help me with Algebra?
I could feel a slight blush taking over the features of my face.
Also, Lunch, Survival, and Cooking were shared classes, meaning sophomore, freshmen, juniors, and seniors could be in those classes with me! Maybe I would see Neji-nii-san…
"SAKURA-CHAAAAAAAAAN!!!!!!!!" A sudden shout, followed by what sounded like someone being slapped, broke through my thoughts. N-naruto-kun! Before I could do anything, my blond angel appeared before me, the heavens singing to me in the form of my pounding heart.
"Ow, Sakura-chan, you hit so hard…..Ah, Hinata! You have school today? So do Sakura-chan and I! My homeroom's Kakashi-sensei! It sucks that we have to go back to school. Eh, Hinata? You alright?"
"Ah…..N-naru-to-k-kun…."
"You're kind of red. When we get to school, you should go to the nurse! Anyway, come on, let's go!!"
Naruto tugged on my arm and began running towards the school. He touched me! Wow! It had only lasted a second, but I could still feel it. More nervous than ever, I took off after Naruto-kun. Sakura-san followed behind, a knowing smirk on her face. I wanted to talk to Naruto-kun more than anything, but I just kept my head down, watching my feet so that I didn't trip and embarrass myself in front of him, trying to make the blush go away.
The streets of Konoha were lined with eager students, everyone walking towards the school, chatting with others to take their minds off of what the day would hold. As Naruto-kun the hurricane brushed past them, myself and Sakura-san in tow, I overhead snippets of their conversations.
"YOSH!!!! GAI-SENSEI IS MY ALGEBRA TEACHER!!!!!!"
"God, I'm glad I'm not in that class…."
"BUT YOU ARE SOOOO LUCKY!!! HE'S YOUR HOMEROOM TEACHER!!!
"….Yeah, so?"
"THAT'S TEN EXTRA MINUTES WITH HIM!!!"
"You're so loud and hopeless….Maybe this is why Neji didn't want to walk with us…."
"I'm hungry…."
"I just watched you eat breakfast five minutes ago! Really, maybe you should try to cut back on how much you eat."
"Hey, Ino, just leave him alone."
"Stay out of this, Shikamaru!"
"Hey, look, there's Sasuke!"
"WHERE??!! I don't see him!! Wait…..Shikamaru, that's not funny!"
"Troublesome woman…."
"Did ya here? Morino Ibiki's teaching Cooking!"
"Ha! How did he get stuck with that?
Naruto suddenly stopped and turned around to face us. His eyes were lit up by an inner fire, like he had been living his whole life for this moment. When he turned his intense, cerulean gaze on me, I froze up.
"Okay, Hinata! Who's your homeroom teacher?"
"…….Ano……"
"Naruto, there's no need to frighten the poor girl….."
"What? Hinata, Hinata? Hello? You okay? You're so red!"
"Naruto, you're not helping. Stop poking her!"
"Hinata?"
"…………" Naruto-kun was poking me!! His touch sent tingles that rocked my entire body. Each poke weighed me down more and more, until I just couldn't take it. The redness overtook my entire being.
"…….Ah…..!"
"HINATA!!!"
I broke away from Naruto-kun and Sakura-san. I ran towards the school like all of the ninja in the Sound Village were chasing me.
Naruto-kun.
Thud.
My feet pounded out a rhythm, a rhythm from a place deep inside of me that rarely saw the light of day.
Thud.
Naruto-kun.
Thud.
Naruto-kun.
Thud.
I loved him.
Thud.
But……I'm always too nervous to say something clever, to let him know who I really am.
Thud.
Was I always going to be like this?
Thud.
I know he likes Sakura-san….
Thud.
But would he give me a chance?
Thud.
Then again, I can't be given something unless I ask for it.
Thud.
Will I always be like this?
Thud.
Ten years from now, will he and Sakura be happily married while I look on from the sidelines?
Thud.
I…….
Thud.
I want a chance to make him happy.
Thud.
Just once, I want him to be the one nervous around me.
Thud.
When I got to the school, most of the redness had left my body, but my thoughts were still racing. Trying to compose myself, I took a look at my surroundings.
The school was at the edge of Konoha, more part of the forest than part of the town. It was two floors high, smelled of paint, and, despite recently being scrubbed clean by Tsunade and her helpers, resembled the dirt floor in color.
Students were beginning to arrive in small clusters, everyone afraid to venture into unknown territory alone. Standing here by myself just made me feel even more isolated.
I nervously glanced at my watch. 6:54. Homeroom started at 6:57.
Homeroom with Gai-sensei, Neji-nii-san's sensei.
I pushed a strand of hair dark as the night off of my pale forehead, closed my pearly white eyes, and stepped into the school.
X...End of Hinata's Point of View...X
X...Normal Point of View...X
Tenten.
He now had a name for her.
She-Tenten is her name, he reminded himself- had gone to school today.
He had seen her walk out of her house, and had decided to follow her.
She had been crying.
He could tell by the way she sniffed, trying to stop more tears from falling from her puffy eyes.
It made him sad, knowing the person he cared about was being hurt and he couldn't do anything.
She met up with the one that had bushy eyebrows, and the two began talking.
He remembering leaning in, because he had always been too far away to hear her voice.
"Hey, Lee."
She said it casually, yet her very voice was music to her ears.
He wanted to hear her say his name like that.
"Hey, Tenten!"
Tenten.
If he remembered, he would thank this Lee-guy for saying her name.
Her name was unique, just as it should be.
After all, a person as special as her shouldn't possess an ordinary name such as Sakura, Kimiko, or Hana.
Tenten.
Tenten, the beauty that danced with weapons in the air.
Tenten, the joy he would never possess.
But he could try.
He could try, until she was his.
He was going to possess that Chinese magnificence.
X...End of Normal Point of View...X