Hey peoples. This story was made to hit all major points when it comes to high school. Sex, drug addiction, therapy, deaths, suicidal thoughts, and love. If any of these might offend you, please DO NOT READ THIS STORY!!

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Naruto characters but I do own the characters that I make up in this story.

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Note to Self: Remember to Forget

NOT A WARNING: Don't expect another Beauty and the Beast story or the life of another Cinderella. This story has a type of tentative tone to it. You'll never know what happens next. I won't warn you because that may be what you search for in a story but for those who search for other things, you've read the description of this story so continue to read if you wish. And for those dumb enough to just skip straight to the last chapter to see what happens in the end and then try to read the chapters in the beginning to see what you missed; don't. It isn't fair if you can do that with this story and I can't do it with my life.

Chapter One

In my mind, I tend to believe that different things happen to different people because they deserve it. My father's life depends on letting me know this every single day. I adapt to ignoring him, because unfortunately, there isn't a mute button.

"Hinata!" my father's voice rang out through the beams of the house. I think he has a habit of forgetting I'm in the other room but I save my breath and would rather not remind him.

"Yeah Dad," I called back to him, looking up from my make-up box as I was setting up to get ready for school.

"Come make me breakfast!"

I sighed and stared at myself in the mirror of my vanity. Irritation seemed to strike me quickly as I turned and looked at the clock that sat next to my bed on my night stand. It was 6:30 so that meant that I still had two hours left to get ready. Thank God.

"I'm coming Dad!"

I walked a few paces to the kitchen to find my father sitting at the round kitchen table with a news paper in front of his face as he read it trough his reading glasses. He turned around to see me walk in. He looked at me over his glasses and gave me the smallest of smiles.

My father rarely smiled a full smile and I missed it when he did. His smiles were large and happy. Lighting up his young face and reached his lavender eyes. He used to be handsome, happy, and fun. Now he's handsome, miserable, and evil.

"Get to work," he ordered returning to his paper.

I stared at the back of his head for a whole five to ten seconds, taking in only his long, chocolate brown hair. He was evil in every way possible. That lazy piece of-

"Hinata," he barked, turning around to face me. "Did I not just tell you to get to work? If you do not hurry and get to cooking you are going to be late to school."

My eyes widened.

I can't believe it! This sorry excuse for a father is setting me up! He knows that if I'm late to school, that means extra training in the afternoon and I'm grounded for a week. This man is truly cruel.

"Sorry, father," I muttered as I scurried over to the refrigerator. I grabbed eggs, cheese, and pepper and set to work.

When I was finished with my father's omelet I handed it to him with a fake smile.

"Here you go, Dad," I said with my Brady Bunch voice.

"Thank you, Hinata. Now go get ready. Neji will be here at 8:15 to come and get you."

I smiled wildly as I raced back to my room. Neji's my older cousin but he was like my brother in everyway. We even looked a lot alike. Everything looks the same except the hair and the fact that he's a boy. I will thank my father for making all the Hyugas move to Fire Leaf so I won't have to experience the first day of school and not knowing anyone alone.

I sat at my vanity and dug through my make up and pulled out my gray and black eye shadows, my champagne eye shadow, my eyeliner, my base, and my clear lip gloss. (A/N: Think of Hinata having actual Japanese eyes instead of anime eyes.) I wanted to look real good yet real mature. When I was finished applying my makeup, the finished look was a gray and black smoky look. I took my hair out the braid that I had slept in the night before to make my hair extremely wavy for today. I used my flat iron to curl it a little bit more and straightened my bangs so they were perfectly straight and covered my right eye. I pulled some of my hair back in a half due and used a black claw clip to hold it.

My hair was the most unique out of all the members of the Hyuga clan. My hair was black but when the light shined on it, it was like a shiny metallic blue. I loved my hair and so did everyone else. I got it from my mom.

I bounced over to my walk-in closet and rummaged through some boxes and looked for one of the shirts that I just bought. I finally settled on a gray off-the-shoulder shirt and a black tank top to go under. I also chose my extremely dark denim skinny jeans and my light gray converse. I made the shirt go off my left shoulder so it would be opposite the way my hair was going.

I scooted over to my full-length mirror that was on the back of my closet door. I looked over myself for one last time and grabbed my lavender Roxy back pack and made sure I had all my school supplies. I suddenly heard a loud honk outside and I ran to the window to see my cousin in his black Lexus Sedan. I threw my backpack on one shoulder, ran to the kitchen, kissed my dad on the cheek, and happily left that dumb old house.

"You ready?" Neji asked in his emotionless, monotone voice.

Okay, yes. He was seemed emotionless but he was actually a really sweet guy. He never laughs, just smiles, and he speaks his mind. Sometimes that's a good thing but a lot of time that's a bad thing.

"Yeah, I'm ready," I replied as I ducked into the passenger seat of the Sedan.

He pressed the gas and we eased onto the street.

"How was your move?" he asked suddenly.

"It was alright, I guess," I mumbled. "It was like every other day. I did the work, trained, and ignored my dad's unjust comments. How about you and your mom's move? Did it go ok?"

"Yeah," he sighed. "She had a certain place she wanted everything to go in so it was kind of hectic, but other than that we got everything settled."

I sighed.

I sometimes wished my dad was like Neji's mom. She was sweet and smiled so much; I fear her face might get stuck like that one day. She was an angel and "as beautiful as they come" my mom used to say. You could never bring her down. Not even when Neji's dad left them because he said he wanted another girl even though she was already married. It hit Neji harder than it did Aunt Hana (A/N: I made that up because I didn't know her real name).

"I think we are going be happier here," he suddenly said. "I'm a senior this year so when I'm eighteen, me and you can move out together."

I grinned over at him. Neji always knew exactly how to cheer me up.

We finally arrived at the school and Neji parked is the closest parking space to the school.

The school was unbelievably large. The building reached at least four or three stories high and the color, which were orange and yellow, gave the school a vibrant life that I'm pretty sure it secretly had. Teenagers swarmed around the school like it was a bee's hive; running from person to person and in and out of the building.

I looked at the people and wondered how I would fit in here. I was quiet, sometimes, and didn't have much of a story to tell. Most of the people here were excited, happy, and had two lives; a home life and a social life. One of them I wanted to run far away from, the other I would strive to obtain this year and my years to come.

I looked over at Neji, who looked slightly reluctant to get out of the car, and I wondered how he would fit in at this school. His face was pale and had a strong set to it. His long, chocolate brown hair (exactly like my father's) shined like a river and had that soft look to it. His eyes always danced with some kind of emotion and I always knew what he wanted to say or what he was going to say. Neji had a future at Flaming Leaf High School. I couldn't be as hopeful for myself.

We slid out of the Sedan, backpacks hanging on our shoulders, and closed the door as we carefully evaluated our environment. He walked in front of the car and turned back to look at me. He stared at me for a whole moment.

"Are you coming or not, Hinata," he sighed gently.

"Yeah, I guess," I muttered.

We walked confidently to toward the door of the school not meeting anyone's eye. I couldn't help but look at everyone's face as we walked by though. Jaws dropped to chest bones and eyes dancing with admiration or amazement. They stared a great deal at me and my cousin. I smirked as a new feeling of strength and superiority overflowed through my veins.

We walked through the over crowded halls and in to the office. A lady with a black bob hair cut raised her head and smiled at us.

"You must be the Hyuuga cousins," she grinned with genuine excitement.

"Yes," Neji replied as he slightly stepped forward. "I'm Neji Hyuuga and this is my younger cousin Hinata."

She stood from her desk and reach toward us with an eager hand. Neji shook her hand swiftly and firmly while I shyly reached out and gracefully grasped her hand.

"It's really nice to meet the both of you," she gushed, her dark eyes filled with a spark of pure joy.

She walked around her desk and stood before us. She was petite and seemed very bubbly. Her glossed lips never stopped smiling and she only looked around her late twenties or mid thirties.

"Let me go fetch your schedule and I will be right with you."

She bounced off behind a door as we waited patiently for her return.

"I'm tired of your nagging you old woman!" a loud irritated voice suddenly sounded from another door across the room.

Neji and I turned startled toward the door, trying to see what the racket was all about.

"You stubborn little boy!" a lady suddenly screamed as a text book came crashing through the door's window. "You need to take your medicine like you are supposed to!! Next time I have to tell you about that I won't miss!"

The door was thrown open and a boy came stomping through it as he slammed the door behind him.

"Don't go around slamming my doors you imbecile!" the lady's voice screamed through the closed door.

"What does it matter?!" he cried through the door. "Your terrible aim broke it already! It's all because you don't leave your issues at home you old hag!! That anger is going to give a heart attack one day soon!!"

Another book unexpectedly came hurling through the broken window and nailed him in the back of his head as he turned to go. He yelped and fell to the ground. I finally got a good look at him.

His golden blond hair fell in front of his ocean blue eyes hind of like a skater boy look except it wasn't swept to the side. His face was nicely defined and squared off perfectly. I could visi bly see the tendons and muscles flex in his strong hands as he used one to push himself up and the other to rub the soar spot on his head. He glanced over in my direction and smiled. He then strode over to us and I realized that he had to be at least six inches taller than me.

He wore a pair of extremely baggy jeans that slightly fell lower than where they were supposed to be. He was wearing an orange shirt with three exclamation points on it. He also was wearing a white pair of tennis shoes that was covered by his jeans except for the very tip of them. Not many people could pull it off, but he did.

"You two must be new here," he said as he stood in front of us. "I haven't ever seen you here before!"

I felt my face heat up rapidly as he looked down at me with a heart-melting crooked grin. I tried to smile back but felt myself just stare at him, my mind completely blank.

"Yeah," Neji replied, noticing my trouble with speaking. "I'm Neji Hyuuga and this is my cousin Hinata."

"Naruto Uzumaki," he replied shaking Neji's hand. "So you guys are cousins, huh? Well I figured you as brother and sister. You both look exactly alike."

"Many people say that," I mumbled, trying to recover myself. "We are first cousins. Our dads were twins."

He chuckled as he bent a tad pit closer to me.

"So she talks," he laughed. I felt my face set on fire. "I was beginning to think that you were mute. Hinata is your name, right?"

I nodded, looking down at my converses.

"Well that's a pretty name. I'm taking a wild guess that you are a junior like me?"

I swallowed hard and nodded. If possible, his grin grew and reached his happy eyes.

"Well then," he said, "let me give a grand tour and I can help you find your classes if you'd like."

"I don't know my classes yet," I replied softly. "The lady hasn't given me my schedule."

"Here they are," a sing song voice sounded behind me. The lady handed me and Neji three folded papers each.

"This is your locker combination, your schedule, and the note you give each of your teachers today at the beginning of the class," she said pointing to a yellow sheet of paper. "Get each of them to sign the note when you walk in so we will know and they will know who is new and may need extra tutoring so they can catch up."

I nodded and looked up at Neji.

"Why don't you go with Naruto," Neji sighed. "I need to call my mom. I forgot to tell my mom to fill out the address and phone number paperwork. I'll talk to you at lunch, okay?"

I nodded and turned back to Naruto. He grinned again and this time, I was conscious enough to smile back at him.

"Follow me," he said as we headed out the office door and into the busy hallway. "Can I see your papers, Hinata?"

I handed them to him as we sat on a bench that was beside some lockers. He grinned that crooked grin that I found so interesting. I was wondering why it made me want to see it over and over again and I had a strong feeling that I was going to replay it in my head until the memory faded.

"We have almost all of our classes together," he said, turning his head to look me in the eye. I automatically snapped my head down and stared at the floor, a blush erupting on my face.

"Really?" I asked, feeling utterly stupid. "Which ones would that be?"

"Well we have-"

"NARUTO!!"

He was interrupted by a shrieking beauty with sakura-pink hair. Her emerald eyes were angry and her face was red with fury.

He sighed, but he didn't look up in the girl's direction.

"What is it, Sakura?" he asked, never looking at her.

"That so called friend of yours is being suck an a-," she stopped when she looked at me and her beautiful face broke out in a happy grin. "Who might this be?"

"No one you need to pounce all over. Again."

She waved a hand in his direction, dismissing his comment and bent so close to me that I could see the tiny hint of freckles around her nose.

"What's your name?"

"I, um-"

"You're scaring her, Sakura," Naruto mumbled as he leaned back against the bench, his arms folded behind his head, his head leaning against them, and his eyes closed. It took some strength not to stare at his biceps, but it took more strength to look back at this Sakura chick.

"I'm Hinata," I muttered.

She grinned and patted my head.

"That is such a pretty name," she exclaimed as she plumped down between me and Naruto (much to my disappointment). "You are so cute, and I love your hair and make-up! Can you do my make-up like that?!"

"I, uh, sure, I guess," I replied, a little bit flattered at her comment.

"Great!" she exclaimed, hugging me with an abnormal strength. She turned to a peaceful Naruto and snatched my papers from him. He gem-like eyes lit up.

"We have all the same classes!" she cried cheerfully. I couldn't help but smile at her happiness in my presence. This was a first really if you didn't count my previous relationship.

"That's great, Sakura-chan," I smiled warmly.

Naruto suddenly stood up and stretched a little. Sakura grabbed my hand and pulled me up from the bench. She held my hand tightly as she dragged me down the hallway, weaving through the crowd of people. I turned and looked at Naruto and when I caught his eye, he grinned and winked at me.

He's beautiful, I thought as I turned forward, not really seeing what was in front of me. I am actually scared at this point. I've had this feeling before, maybe not as intense, but I've felt it in my bones before. Even then when the feeling wasn't as deep, my heart was ripped out. I didn't want this. I didn't like it at all.

"Here we are," Sakura chimed as we stopped at a long, red locker. I reached for the lock at the same time as I looked at the paper with my locker combination scribbled on it. I got it open on the try and I started taking things out of my bag and stuffing them into the locker. I close my bag and slammed my locker closed. Before I even turned around, Sakura grabbed my hand and dragged me toward a room with the door wide open.

"Everyone should be in there already," Sakura mumbled, not really talking to me but to her self.

"Well, Hinata," I heard Naruto's soft voice call from behind me, causing me to turn around sharply. "This is where I must leave you until third period."

He smiled warmly at me and I can promise you, my heart skipped a beat.

"Ok, Naruto-kun," I muttered softly, trying to keep the slight disappointment out of my voice.

"I'll see you in third period," called behind his back as he walked on to his first period, not really paying attention the people who were staring at him. I watched his back until he disappeared behind a corner.