A/N- I was review'd, pm'd, and hinted towards finishing my other works. But… no. :( I don't wanna. Not right now at least. I just need some stress relief; you couldn't even begin to imagine how this week is going.

So, here's a random story I thought of. Enjoy.

DISCLAIMER – I do not own Naruto.

Prestigious, divine, rich, and respected: this was everything I was not. Ok, well my family was prestigious, rich and respected. Divine? Please, we were nothing of the sort, but our attitude outwardly supported the idea of us possibly being heaven sent.

Do you understand the pressure that puts on every one of us, especially me? I, being the adopted daughter of this household, burdened with the tasked to pretend that I also adopted their divinity the day I joined their family. I was to show that I was nothing short of their godly gifted talents, flawless good looks, and naturally lovable traits.

Oh, how I fail this family time and again, and I do with a smile on my face.

Today, though, I was determined to be good. We were holding a party at our mansion, surrounded by all of our rich little families that we befriended over the years. There was simple music and delicate finger foods as the chatter outside was low and danced around us.

My adopted sister, Hinata, stood beside me as she kept me company. Oh how she loved to keep a nice little eye on me as we had these gatherings. The girl just knew me too well to allow me to wander all about by myself. I took a sip of water as we looked about, pretty much just putting ourselves on display as the elders of the other families came to comment on how adorable we were before chattering and saying good byes.

It was a strain to get through the last conversation. With a shiver, I mumbled, "That dude was totally staring at your chest."

A small smile slipped her lips as she murmured back, "I didn't notice."

"It was hard to ignore," I pressed, taking another sip and smiling at one of our guests as they walked by. When they were gone, I admitted, "But then again you in that dress forces people to see nothing but your huge boobs."

"Sakura," she warned quietly, smiling at another guest as well, "If you are trying to get me to be nervous, it won't work. I've been in this family far too long to lose composure at an event."

"Oh?" I drawled with a glance, "So I could do anything I wanted and you won't break?"

"Don't you dare," she snapped with a glare towards me, "grabbing a girl's chest out of nowhere at a party like this is out of the question."

"Whoa there," I chuckled with the raise of my hands, "Who said I wanted to do any of that. You are my sister, jeez."

"Like you aren't the biggest pervert in this party?" She huffed before looking away, "You are even a bigger perv than that man we were just talking to."

"Oh so you did notice?" Grinning, I looked over, feeling accomplished that I caught her in a lie. But she only rolled her eyes and mumbled, "It was kinda hard to ignore."

Her words forced me to snicker as I looked back ahead. After a couple of moments, I grew bored again. With a sigh, I mumbled, "So what's the news about mother?"

"She is getting tired of your behavior," I rolled my eyes as Hinata informed; "Honestly you are pushing her to her limit. Soon you will be sent off to a boarding school."

Sighing, I explained, "It's hard to sit here and act like a lifeless doll all the time. Maybe school would be for the best, it would give me a rest from this suffocating thing I call a family."

Hinata shifted beside side me, her deep dark hair ruffling as well. With a small frown, she continued, "She would send you off alone Sakura… I don't think I could convince her to have me shipped with you."

With a soft smile, I glanced over and mumbled, "Will you miss me, dear sister of mine?"

A blush spread her cheeks as she looked away, "In ways you would never completely understand."

Huffing, I looked back ahead. With a gentle tone, I pressed, "But it would probably be for the best. You were born into this family Hinata, you grew up with their ways. Me? Coming in at the age of 9 and simply being forced into all of this… I can only learn and take in so much. The parts of me that were developed before I got here- the parts of me that already had personality before they began to morph me- well those parts are hard to erase."

"You wouldn't dare leave me here alone," she whispered, her eyes falling to the ground, "what would I do without you?"

I sighed, knowing she was right. With a nod, I stated, " I couldn't do that to you."

As we stood together, still smiling and saying hello to anyone who passed, we soon reached a point of peace. While the guests were busy, their eyes not wandering to us at all, Hinata took her chance to lace her fingers with mine. I stared ahead, knowing if I looked into her eyes I wouldn't be able to take it. Instead, I listened closely as she spoke.

"I know it's hard for you here, and I'm selfish to ask, but just please," She begged softly, "Please try to be careful and behave. I want you here with me, not off at some boarding school for a year."

Setting my jaw, tried to ignore the tone she was taking with me. It was too soft and heart breaking to take. Then, sighing I squeezed her fingers and mumbled, "Hina, you idiot, I'm not going to run off and leave you by yourself. I just said that."

Her fingers slipped away from mine, and with a sigh, she whispered, "Yeah, but I can't help but feel that you are going to be taken away anyway."

I swallowed, because I had the same feeling as well. With a weak tone, I mumbled, "But I'll try to do everything in my power to keep that from happening."

Promising Hinata that was just like the promises of how I would be good. Too bad I failed her way too many times for her to actually believe me. As we stood there, now falling into silence, I noticed how uneasy she still was. With a small frown, I repeated to myself over and over again:

I will not leave her. I will not force her to be alone. I will stay with her.

Too bad life had different plans for me.

Oh this is going to be good. I am twirling all these ideas in my head already. *Squeeeee* K. I'm done. Don't worry, I'm fine. If anything I'll just channel everything into my writing. Then I'm bound to come up with something amazing. Don't pay too much mind to this story, it's going to be VERY creative. I just wanted to post it some where and not keep it in my folders.

Cyaaa.

Shycadet loves, out.