Disclaimer: I do not own the anime/manga, Naruto, or any of the following characters. (…I WISH!)
IMPORTANT NOTE YOU SHOULD READ OR ELSE I'M GOING TO RIP YOUR HEAD OFF!: I'm planning to do Sakura's POV throughout the whole story. I'll only notify you when it's someone else's POV or if it's in 3rd person POV. (Though, I highly doubt I'll ever do 3rd person. But, just in case.) So yeah, to start off, it's Sakura's POV.
Chapter One
School cafeteria
Lunch time
"Isn't Kiba-kun so cute?!" Hinata swooned as she blushed when he looked up at her and smiled. I tore my eyes away from my mystery meat and looked at Kiba to Hinata. They would make a good match and I knew how much Hinata had a crush on Kiba, and I was pretty sure that Kiba liked her too. And if he didn't, well, when she confesses to him, his heart would probably be stolen by her too.
"Why don't you go up and ask him out?" I winked and nudged her. She blushed furiously. Ino fake-choked.
"Are you kidding me?! Sakura, Sakura, Sakura, you have no knowledge in these kind of things. She can't just go up to him and ask him out! That's definitely a guy's job! A girl's job is to confess her feelings to him, and then he'll ask her out. Do you understand now?" Ino taught. I rolled my eyes and poked my mystery meat with the fork. It was so hard that the fork wouldn't slice through the "meat." Now, I definitely didn't want to know what this really was made out of. I decided to let it sit there, and wait for my friends to finish up their meals. I glanced back at Hinata who was still gazing at Kiba.
"Alright then, if you're not going to ask him out, why don't you confess your love for him then?" I suggested with a snort as I rolled my eyes which landed on Ino. She smiled and nodded at me with an expression that said: 'I've-taught-you-well.'
Hinata gulped. "Well, I. . .what if he doesn't like me?! It'll be so embarrassing then!"
"No it won't! He'll probably like you back if you confess to him!" I pushed.
"It's easier said than done," Hinata pouted. True. I decided to shut up.
"You're right! But you need more confidence in yourself, girl!" Ino cried. Good. Now, we were both pushing Hinata. Hinata gulped and twiddled her fingers.
"Well, I. . .I don't know!" Hinata squeaked. I stood up and picked up my tray.
"Tell you what, why don't I tell him for you?" I suggested with a wink. They both looked up at me. Hinata was shaking her head vigorously.
"No! That's even more embarrassing!" Hinata wailed. I stepped over the seat and started walking backwards, carrying my tray.
"Oh, come on, Hinata! It's just a—" I began but then I felt my back bump into someone, or something. I quickly caught my balance and turned around and looked up to see Naruto, also carrying a tray of untouched mystery meat. We both stood like that for a moment until I jerked away.
"Oh, hey, Naruto," I greeted. Naruto was Hinata's ex-crush. She liked him until she became friends with Kiba and soon, she felt more comfortable around Kiba and fell for him instead.
Naruto grinned at me. "Hey, Sakura-chan! I see you didn't eat lunch either."
"Uh, yeah, maybe some other time when I feel like I need to vomit," I grinned back. To me, Naruto was just a friend even though we fought a little too much. (I always ended up punching or kicking him) but sometimes, we agreed on some things and were friends. He chuckled.
"I'll catch you later than," He said with a sweet smile and left. I felt myself smiling goofily back.
"Yeah, see you," I sighed. For a moment, I just stood like that, a bit dazed, until I quickly shook my head. Get a grip of yourself! I thought firmly as I stomped towards the trash can and pushed my milk carton inside and handed the tray to the lady washing the dishes at the counter. Then, I headed back to Ino and Hinata.
"Alright, Sakura! You've just got yourself a mission!" Ino beamed. Confused, I looked at Ino to Hinata who was looking down and blushing. I turned back to Ino. She winked at me. "Hinata finally gave in and decided to let you tell Kiba about her true feelings for him!" As she said that, she clasped her hands together against her cheek and batted her eyes overdramatically. I grinned and placed a hand on Hinata's shoulder.
"Don't worry, everything will go fine," I said. "I'll talk to him by the end of school." Her head suddenly jerked up and she turned to me instantly.
"W-what?! I-isn't that a little. . .too soon. . .?!" Hinata asked nervously as she bit her lower lip. Ino snorted. We ignored her.
"Nah, the faster, the better," I said. Suddenly, the bell rang for the end of lunch and start of class. I sighed. Lunch seemed so short these days. Ino and Hinata stood up with their trays as they hurried to place them at the counter and caught up with me.
"Ah, well, torture, here we come," Ino yawned as she stretched her arms. I smiled as we went to our lockers . My locker was bottom which I hated because sometimes books fell on my head when people with taller lockers near me tried to get something. I bent over, and set my combination on my lock and opened it, when suddenly, a huge textbook fell right on my head. Oh terrific, I thought with a groan as I
rubbed my head and looked up to see who was the jerk who dropped something. Sasuke bent over and picked up the math textbook.
"Sorry," He muttered. His eyes lingered on me for a while, and he looked away.
"Ah, it's alright," I said quickly even though I knew he wasn't listening. My heart thumped wildly as I looked back down and quickly grabbed my math textbook too and I slammed the locker shut, and rushed into math class. I'll pass Kiba a note during math class about Hinata's confession, I thought as I took a seat.
Bell rang for class.
Chattering ended.
Class started.
When it was quiet enough, I quickly tore out a piece of paper from my notebook, and grabbed a pen from my pencil case as I scribbled down:
Do you like Hinata?
It was a start. I crumpled up the paper, took a quick glimpse at the teacher to see if he was looking this way, and when the coast was clear, I tossed it in front of me, in which Kiba was sitting. I sat perfectly still as I grabbed my pen again and pretended to take notes on what he was saying on my notebook, but in reality, I was just scribbling nonsense. I eyed Kiba as I saw him smooth out the paper and read it. Then, he placed the paper down on his desk, got a pencil and started writing. I smiled as I looked away and turned back to the teacher to my notebook, pretending to take notes. Then, without turning around, he tossed the crumpled up paper behind him which landed on my desk. Eagerly, I smoothed it out:
Huh?
So, he was going for the acting-dumb act. I sighed. This was going to be harder than I thought.
You know what I mean! Do you like Hinata more than a friend? Anyways, Hinata does. She likes you way more than a friend, FYI.
Who?
I said, HINATA! Don't act dumb!
Oh, Hinata.
Yes, Hinata. So, do you like her too?
Our conversation went on like that, him acting dumb, me getting frustrated. By the end of class, we used up ten pieces of crumpled up paper. The bell rang and finally, he gave me a real response. At least, I think it was a real response. It said:
I'll show you.
I looked up from the paper to Kiba. He ignored me as he stood up from his desk, and walked out of the classroom along with a bunch of other kids. I looked at the piles of crumpled up paper. Oh great, he could've been nice enough to help me throw these away, I thought as I gathered them up and threw them down the trash can. Then, I collected my books and quickly walked out of the room. What did he mean by he'll show me? I thought as I tried to look for him. Finally, I spotted him. He was with Hinata, and they were talking against the windows. I quickly shoved all my books inside my locker, jammed it close and sort of stayed near them, pretending to look out the window.
"Yeah, so, I was wondering, do you want to go out with me?" Kiba asked. My heart stopped. Yes! Kiba, thank you, thank you, thank you! I thought as I imagined the look on Hinata's face. She'd probably be blushing furiously by now.
"Ah, um, o-okay," Hinata stammered. You owe me one, Hinata! I thought proudly. I tore my eyes away from the window and hummed as I walked to my next class. I sighed. Hinata was so lucky. She got guys so easily. I felt my huge forehead with my hand. How was I going to get guys if I had a forehead so big? I moved my hand away as I sighed. I guess I just had to wait for the right guy. . .
A/N: Yes, so, that was the first chapter! I'm sorry, it's not very. . .good. Kind of boring right now. But, I'm telling you, it will get much, much better later on! I have the whole story set in my mind and I'm even planning to write a sequel which I have the whole story set in my mind as well! Well, I hope you liked it! Please R & R! Critiques are highly welcome! 3
P.S. Can you tell who Sakura likes? ;)