Just Maybe
By An Angel In Tears
A/N As you may or may not know, I can't go on several sites now. I was annoyed by it. But, seeing something today, I honestly feel sick.
I may not be updating 'Spazzes in a Mall' anymore. I have no inspiration for it, and although it was pretty popular, I don't want to annoy people by it. You may see it deleted soon, sorry.
Anyways, moving on. Hinata was always a character that intrigued me, as at times, I can be like her. Trust me, people know. I thought this (faint) pairing would be a challenge, but the outcome of that showed this! At least I tried, yeah? 'Clumsy' is sitting there in a document, waiting to be completed, so keep watching for that fic coming up!
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto. Trust me, if I did, you would know.
-x-
Just maybe Hinata couldn't say the words she wanted to say the most. She didn't know. It was just a question that lingered on her mind, when she tried to sleep some nights. Those long, sleepless nights.
Maybe she desired happiness. Happiness in her life. She had decided long ago that it would be the best type of happiness. But… maybe it wouldn't be. Maybe she would need to spend a life attempting to cling onto that small happiness, as the last few strands of it escaped from her.
How would she know?
Maybe this happiness was best were it was. Grasping it fully would cause her to be anxious about it. Then, she wouldn't have any happiness left. Maybe she would be worried that she would lose it, never to see it again.
Maybe Hinata liked complex people, with the complex lives, and their complex thoughts and dreams. It would be a mirror image of herself. Maybe she enjoyed watching them… observing them, wishing for them to do well. Maybe Hinata disliked simple people, who knew what they expected, and what they were going to get. Spoilt.
Maybe Hinata just liked to comfort people. Maybe she liked to look after people who had been physically wounded, or even emotionally wounded. She liked to feel helpful. She liked just to sit, and offer them kindness. She had felt how they had felt. She had almost experienced what they had felt. Love, heartbreak… she knew how to feel them all before she had fully had the chance to experience them. Heartbreak… to her, it seemed almost painful enough to make her want to cry.
Maybe she wanted that happiness, with no strings attached.
Even still, despite the sadness she had felt, Hinata still didn't desire to be alone. She had recovered quickly from what they had said to her, just by being on her own, and having never experienced anything like that. Maybe it would be different if she had experienced that. Maybe she would have been more sympathetic. But, having overcome all of that… it would leave her peaceful. Maybe she longed for the warmth of a touch, or the heartbreak, just so she could be satisfied she had been a part of something. Something which left a mark on history.
Maybe she just didn't want to tell anyone that, or speak those words.
Maybe she came to like him. To like Naruto. To like him because she was happy in her own thoughts, without having to say anything. Maybe she was happy to stare from a distance. Maybe she wanted to experience something.
Just… maybe.