Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN NARUTO! IF I DID ITACHI AND SASORI WOULD BE... ... 3

Hinata sighed; her anticipation for what awaited her behind the front door continued to rise. She stood and stared at the freshly polished front door of her boyfriend's single bedroom apartment debating whether or not to enter. Her pale hands were sticky with sweat as she clutched a small paper bag in front of her. She was nervous, nervous to enter her boyfriend's apartment. Hinata continued to stare at the door, the soft chilly night breeze gently blew her hair, replicating the waves of the sea.

The porch light flickered above her as if encouraging her to open the door.

She sighed again, when she had first approached the apartment, 15 minutes ago there were no lights on and no sound.

Perhaps he was alone, maybe just maybe he had decided to take their relationship seriously. Perhaps at long last, he had eyes only for her.

With newfound motivation, Hinata clutched the handle of the wooden door and slowly opened it.

Immediately she was greeted with the sweet, rich smell of freshly melted milk chocolate. The sweet aroma filled her senses and clouded her brain. A small trail of saliva ran down the side of her chin as her eyes began to tear. She quickly wiped the trail of drool from the side of her mouth, disgusted.

The smell was nauseating, Hinata was allergic to chocolate and Naruto her boyfriend hated it. That was the reason Hinata had spent the best part of a year preparing a hand knit scarf for him instead of baking chocolates, it was also the reason Hinata had chosen to visit her boyfriend at 1 am in the morning on February the 14th.

He was the village saviour an automatic heartthrob, there was no doubt in her mind that he would receive gifts made with 'love' and confessions from girls Hinata believed were more appealing to the eye than herself.

She wanted to be the first to show her love.

No, she needed to be first.

She was his lover, she wasn't a teenage girl harbouring a stupid crush, she was nineteen and she was his and he was hers.

Before Hinata could be fully engulfed in thoughts the voice of her significant other brought her back.

"Hinata-chan!" he called

He never called her by just Hinata, something she wished he did. She brushed it off, dismissing it as Naruto being shy of showing intimacy. She knew her reasoning was weak seeing that Naruto had had a girlfriend prior to her and that Naruto had cheated on her with that girlfriend twice.

"Ahh N-naruto" she greeted with a nod and a smile, which he returned with a forced one.

"So what brings you here at this time of… night?" he said in a playful tone. Hinata could see that it was façade but still continued to smile.

"Ano… it's Valentine's day and I… I thought it would be right if I was the f-first to give you a present" she stuttered.

She quickly threw the bag she had been holding towards Naruto who caught it with ease from his comfortable position, perched on his orange sofa.

Hinata watched with curious eyes as Naruto tore open the bag and the wrapper.

'He didn't say thank you' she thought.

Eventually, Naruto held up a red scarf.

"The red is to represent my l-love for you" Hinata blushed.

Naruto looked at the blushing girl, then the scarf before finally landing on the dark haired blushing girl again.

"Love?" he questioned with a smirk. "Isn't it about time we stopped this Hinata?"

Although Naruto had dropped the honorific Hinata felt no intimacy, in fact, she felt like the gap between them had increased.

"S-stop what N-naruto-kun?" she questioned. She was scared to see if the gap between them would increase if she spoke his name without the honorific.

Naruto stood up and walked over to her, his short blond her stood up straight, unmoving with each step he took. Usually, it would rustle with even the slightest of movements. It had been styled into place with gel. During the rare occasions when Naruto took Hinata out on dates he didn't bother to dress up, it made her look like a fool when he'd just take her to Ichiraku's for a bowl of cold ramen knowing that she had dressed up for the special occasion.

"Hinata you're a smart girl," he said once he's reached her "It's about time we ended this game."

Hinata's eyes widened.

"W-what d-do you mean" she managed to stutter out. He took a step closer and leant forward so that his lips rested just beside her ear.

"Hina-chan" he started "It's about time we end this love game".

As if on cue the light steps of a female could be heard entering the living room of the apartment.

"Is she gone?"

Hinata recognised that voice, it was Sakura's voice, his ex.

Naruto stood up properly and took a step back.

"Yeah, she's just about done here, aren't you Hinata?"

Hinata could only stare at her former boyfriend in shock. Her mouth opened and closed like a fish gasping for air. She was speechless. All she could do was nod in agreement, she could feel the stinging sensation of tears as they began to form in the corners of her eyes but they refused to leave the nest, the refused to fall.

"Hinata if it makes you feel better you can use this rag to dry your tears, we both know they're bound to fall" smiled Sakura. Hinata's pale eyes landed on the cherry blossom who was clad in a light satin nightgown which complimented her curves well. Hinata's eyes roamed Sakura's body, comparing it to her own. A slender figure, gorgeous clear skin and beautiful jade eyes. Why wouldn't Naruto choose her over herself? Before her eyes could wander back over to Naruto red filled her vision.

Sakura had thrown the scarf she had knitted for Naruto over her head.

"It's about time you left," Sakura said with a smirk.

Hinata merely nodded before proceeding to leave the apartment. Before she could spare a look over her shoulder the door slammed shut.

The light which had previously been flickering had stopped... it had died along with her hope.

The tears which had previously refused to fall now threatened to let loose. She furiously wiped both her eyes, she had already lost her heart she wasn't about to lose anything else, especially not her precious tears. They weren't meant to be wasted on a broken heart.

From between the trees that lined the deserted streets of Konoha, a few streaks of moonlight illuminated her skin. She glanced up at the moon, her pale eyes absorbing the moonlight like a plant absorbing sunlight. The moon always seemed to calm her down, it had soothed her when Naruto had cheated on her the first time, and the second time and even now it didn't fail to ease the whirlpool of emotions she was feeling. The moon was her guardian angel.

A small smile graced the lips of the broken hearted Hyuga heiress, perhaps there was hope. She was no longer weak, she had earned the title of heiress back from her younger sister, she was independent. It seemed like only Neji, her team and her guardian knew that. Hinata furrowed her eyebrows as she walked down the street.

She was going to get them to acknowledge her.

She was going to make Naruto regret ever breaking her heart.

She was going to change.

A smirk grew on her lips as a thought came to her head.

'R.I.P to the Hyuga you used to know'

A/N

Thanks for reading! This is my first time writing a One-shot and writing in this style. Feel free to leave reviews I'm open to positive reviews and constructive criticism. I know my spelling and grammar are terrible but please don't beat me up about it. Maybe if this gets good reviews I might write another chapter showing Hinata's change.

One final note... I SHIP ITACHI AND BYAKUYA *Hides face*