A Message from the Authoress:

Ehhh... yeah. I haven't written a fanfic in a while (yes, I've written fanfictions before) so I'm a bit rusty here. I also tend to procrastinate and find little time to write, so please expect a loooong wait. You could probably watch the whole Naruto series, the fillers, and the movies while waiting for this crapload of a story to update itself.

Anyway, expect a bit of OOC-ishness, and maybe even see me, the Authoress, randomly pop up to tie a few things together. So if you don't like it, don't read it. Otherwise, you may proceed.

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Prologue: The Notebook

The pony-tailed blonde, the bluenette, and the pinky sat in a circle on Hinata's bedroom floor.

"No really, Hinata-chan. You should try this."

"Totally." Sakura and Ino slid a pink notebook across the table over to Hinata.

Looking at the faded cover, she clutched it with both hands. "Y-you don't possibly believe—"

"Oh, but it's true! Look at the first page," said Ino, grinning.

"Umm... 'Wears black on my birthday', 'jumps on top of a table during lunch and proclaims love', and 'wears my favorite perfume'...? Didn't Shikamaru need to go to a funeral on your birthday?"

Ino leaned on the table. "Yeah... and?"

"And he once got really drunk and jumped on a table, remember?" Sakura recounted.

The blonde kunoichi just smiled. "He said he loved clouds," she sighed.

Hinata blinked. Ino was in a different world now. Probably full of flowers, yes, and maybe a certain guy... and clouds. Yes, of course. Clouds.

Ino giggled. "Okay, she's gone," Sakura announced.

"Well, Hinata, it worked for me, too. I found Sasuke-kun and Tenten got Neji-san." She smiled at her.

Talking to the notebook, Hinata mumbled, "I dunno..."

"What are ya talking about?" Sakura said, "Don't you want to find out who your soulmate is?"

"B-but what if Naruto-kun—"

"—isn't your soulmate? If he isn't, then you won't be happy with him. Duh. Besides, he's not the guy for you." Sakura snorted. Dumping her for that little beyotch was a hard blow.

The room was silent for a moment, until Hinata spoke, "I'll try it."

"Good. Oh, crap! I forgot! The principal needs us for the committee meeting!" Scrambling for her bags, she grabbed Ino by the arm. "C'mon Ino, we're late."

Hinata giggled. "Bye guys."

Right then and there, Hinata's mind was made up: Yes. She'll try the notebook.

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I know, bad prologue. Sorry. The next chapters will be better. And longer. Promise. Maybe I'll update sometime next week. :)

Oh, and the disclaimer (almost forgot): I don't own Naruto.

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