Hinata woke up face down in a big, fluffy pillow. She hugged it close and groaned at the banging inside her skull. She looked up from her pillow sighing. Where am I waking up this morning. Things started to come into focus to what she recognised as Kiba's bedroom. Ino walked in. "Good Morning lazy bitch" her voice shrilled. Hinata let out another loud sigh. "It's 11:30 am. You just missed waking up in the afternoon" she informed her before walking back into the living room area of Kiba's apartment. Hinata fell into the soft pillow again, hearing other voices in the room over. She hated sleeping at Kibas, he was too polite to sleep in his bed with her and she didn't like intruding. Then he absolutely would not let her crash on the couch. She'll have to find somewhere else to stay tonight. She sat up, legs off the bed, and slowly descended out of the comfy bed to see who else was here.
She walked into the next room holding her head with one hand trying to milk her hangover.
"Oi, sleeping beauty is awake" Kiba teased. Hinata glared at him, walking to the attached kitchen, pouring herself a glass of cold water. She looked at the room. Temari was laying on the floor belly down, she was staring up at Shikamaru who was smoking a cigarette by the window. Naruto and Kiba were lazing on his big tan coloured couch. In some sort of argument but she didn't feel like paying attention to what about. "What happened last night." Hinata said groggily, sipping some more water. She began going through the cabinets for pills, oh god she needed some kind of pain relief pill. Kiba laughed, "You won't find anything love, nothing can cure what you've got but caffeine, start up some coffee yeah?" Hinata fell on the floor slowly with the sink cabinets behind her. Kiba got up and started with his coffee machine. "Really, what happened?" Hinata whined. Ino shot up "You got plastered. I mean shit faced, god damn Hinata." she laughed shrilly "but when aren't you drunk? Or hungover, that too." Hinata sent her daggers. Since her father kicked her out, shes has been drinking most nights. She doesn't really think about it. "And really Hina-chan" Ino continued "You look like shit." Hinata snarled at her, got up too fast, whimpered at the pain in her head, then snarled again, and went into the bathroom. They heard the click of the lock on the door. Hinata looked in the bathroom mirror and sighed. Her hair was matted, black eyeliner and mascara left streams down her cheeks, she was wearing an oversized white t-shirt stained with all sorts of liquids, no pants, just stripped purple panties, but the shirt went down to her knees. Wonder whos shirt this is. She then decided she'd rather not know. Hinata had been staying with random men for a while now, she just needs a place to sleep at night and they need someone to make them feel good. She would leave them, some without even knowing their names, and find her way to more alcohol, more drugs, anything. She eased into the hot water, trying to put away the sad thoughts.
"God damn, where is that shy little stutterer I used to date" Naruto yelped. Kiba glared at him "Shut the fuck up" Temari sighed loudly queuing them to stop. Hinata broke up with Naruto right before she was kicked out. He often asked her what was wrong, and when she got annoyed with it, her answer was to break up with him. That night was the drunkest most of them had seen Hinata. Kiba brought her home, and held her while she sobbed into her pillows. As she screamed for him not to ask her why. Please don't ask why. It hurt him a lot to see his closest friend, the girl he considered his younger sister, in so much pain. Since then Hinata was drunk almost every night, and nobody talked about where she must go when she's not with them.
There was a loud banging on the door. Naruto bounced from the couch to open in. Kiba growled "Can't I answer the door in my own house?!" Naruto smiled sheepishly and Sakura waltzed in, flopping right down next to Kiba. He smirked at her. "You've got some love for me?" she pulled her backpack from under her. Pulling out her weeds. She put a joint in his mouth and lit it with her always present lighter around her neck. She brought her mouth close to his and breathed in what he breathed out. Hinata came out of the bathroom then, wrapped in a towel, her long bluish hair dripping. She walked past them all into Kiba's bedroom, where her bag was. Temari laughed "God I just love Hinata!" She then rolled over to Sakura "But I really want some of your love" Sakura smiled giving her the backpack to roll herself a joint. Sakura took a long drag of her current one. Shikamaru sat on the floor pulling Temari into his lap, she smiled, he lit her up with his lighter. She took a drag and breathed it out onto him. Hinata walked out dressed in a purple dress with her big sweater over it. She sat on the floor resting her legs on Kiba's legs. Sakura leaned down and kissed her cheek, putting a blunt in her lips, already rolled for her. Hinata loved Sakura, she was so sweet, loving, until you pissed her off. There was another knock on the door. Kiba got up and opened in, Hinata groaned that her head rest left, and got onto the couch in his spot, resting her head on Sakura's lap, blowing smoke up at her. Sakura smiled and breathed it in. Kankuro came through the door. "Hey Temari" he called to his sister, "Oi, Gaara is got to town today, just saw him" Temari smiled. "Gaara.." she breathed smoke out, "I'm so happy.." Sakura scooched over leaving Kamkuro a spot on her other side. She breathed her smoke into his mouth before kissing his mouth. Hinata smiled knowing that she would spend the night with him.
Sakura had come to his house the day he tried to kill himself. She was the one who ran to him screaming, calling 9-1-1, holding rags to his bleeding wrists begging him to hold on. She rode with him in the ambulance. She loved him so much, everyone knew it. They couldn't date, that was the tragic thing about those two. Sasuke wouldn't let her think of leaving him. He was possessive, abusive, and Sakura was terrified of him. She would come to them black and blue, bleeding, crying, with only his name on her lips. She once confided to Hinata that he told her he would kill her if he caught her with someone else. She was more afraid he would kill that someone else. The way she was looking an Kankuro at this moment, broke Hinata's heart.
An hour or more or less went by. Time wasn't a big thing in Hinata's mind. She decided she had to go. She picked up her duffle bag filled with her only possessions. Bid them all goodbye, of to find some man to spend the night with, steal as much money as she could while he slept, leave before they woke up, and spend their money on her bad habits. She walked down the inky road, looking up at the stars, the waning moon. She saw another figure was walking down the same way, opposite of her. They'll meet in the middle soon. Once he was almost directly in front of her she recognized him through the darkness as Gaara. She smiled. "Gaara-kun, haven't seen you in a while." he smirked. "Last time I saw you, you stuttered." she smiled at him "Its nice to see you" then continued walking, once he thought it wasn't obvious he turned around and watched her figure leave. She noticed.
She went to a regular's house. A man she often visited, he had a family, wife, everything he wanted, but what could he do? He liked Hinata's big tits. She laughed to herself, and he gave her lots of spending money that rich scum. She honestly didn't think much of people like him who have everything they could want, and still take more. She didn't feel like sleeping on a park bench though. She sighed for what felt like the millionth time that day. She set herself up for this, she gets money from spending nights with men, whether she has to steal or they give it to her she gets it, but if she were to get her own house with said money, she wouldn't have what kept up her income. It seemed like such a drag to save money and not spend it on alcohol and weed anyway. She walked into the mans little away house. Earning her bed and keep for that night. She understood why Kankuro tried to kill himself, even back at that time she understood, but now she really understood.