This is my first fanfiction, so give me critical advice! I'm Drada7h, Drada for short, and it's nice to meet you. =) My first fic is a Hidan x Hinata story. I read a story with this pairing that blew me away, so I wanted to give it a try. Keep in mind that the characters and their lives (family, friends, age difference, etc.) could be a little OOC. The update sequence for this story is going to be quite irregular, so please be patient.
"You keep your dirty mouth shut!"
Slap.
"Filthy, spoiled brat!"
Slap.
"I don't want to see your face until you've learned your lesson. Now, go to your room."
Slap.
As I sprinted upstairs, I held a hand to one of my abused cheeks. My father, Hiashi, hasn't been the same since Mom died three months ago. Even I was having trouble getting used to living without her.
I had to be strong for Hanabi, though, at least around her. The poor twelve year old was taking it the hardest. She'd stayed in her room for nearly a whole week after the funeral, only leaving to shower, use the restroom, and get food or water.
I had prayed everyday to a god that I didn't fully believe in that she didn't try to starve herself. Now I had to begin portraying the mother of the house. That means cooking, cleaning, and being a shoulder to cry on for Hanabi if she ever needed it.
Even though our house has maids and butlers for those sorts of things, my father liked to keep some "tradition" alive in the Hyuuga family mansion. According to the maids, we, Hanabi and I, were being exchanged to public schools starting next week.
My personal maid and best friend, a pretty girl named Tenten, was only one year older than me. The girl was my best friend, and she always told me the gossip that travels around the mansion. When I entered my bedroom, Tenten was waiting patiently by the door.
She smiled politely, "Good evening, Hinata-sama!" I managed a smile for her, "Hello Tenten, he's not following me so you don't have to call me that. Can you get me an ice pack please?" The girl nodded and left without questions.
As a child and a preteen, I had a horrible tendency to stutter when I spoke. As I got used to high school, it eventually went away. I'd always imagined that my cursed stuttering was caused by the teasing I often received from my classmates about my odd eyes and my early growth spurt.
Still thinking deeply, I wondered over to my vanity to sit.
As I reached my teenage years, my hair grew long and I settled on a style. All I used to worry about was getting people at school to like me, but now everything has changed.
I have so many things to worry about. Personally, I was glad to be switching out of private school. It's full of people who are how I used to be, only worrying about appearances. Truth be told, I was very nervous, but I know it's for the better.
Gingerly, I turned and inspected the damage to my face.
No bruises were visible, but my cheeks were a little swollen. When Tenten returns with my ice pack, that's solve the problem. As if she'd heard my thoughts, Tenten walked through the door with a large ice pack. I thanked her quietly as I lightly held the cold item to my face.
When Tenten sat on the floor beside me, on her knees like a maid just in case my father came in, I already knew what her topic was. "So...when are you gonna tell someone about him?" Gently, I lightened the pressure on the pack so I could speak properly, "Who would I tell? Besides, he's HIASHI HYUUGA. He can bail himself out of anything with just a check."
Tenten seemed to want to protest, but soon realized that it was futile. My point had been correct. Her light brown eyes dropped to the floor, "I wish there was something I could do to help you." I removed the ice pack and offered her a smile, causing her to stare up at me like I was crazy, " I'll be alright as long as I do what he says. I'm strong enough to deal with these things now, right?"
The girl gave me an unsure look, but didn't press the issue. Instead, she changed the subject, "Are you excited about switching to my school? Even though I'm a senior and you're a junior, we might still have a class or two together." Smiling inwardly, I nodded, "I'm really glad we'll be going to the same school."
Tenten squeaked happily, "Yeah, and you'll finally get to meet some boys! Just imagining you with a cute boy makes me smile!" The smile on my face disappeared, "Wait, what? Isn't your school an all girls school too?" The girl shook her head happily, "There's supposed to be like, a whole bunch of new students arriving tomorrow along with you. What kind of boy would you look best with? Hm..."
Tenten has a problem with staying on topic. She brought her index finger to a chin in a thinking matter, "A scene boy would be GORGEOUS with you, but they tend to be too dramatic, and you're a frail little thing so that's a no-go. No jocks, definitely no. They try to get some before even learning your name. A skateboarder, maybe? Do you like skateboarders Hinata?"
I could feel my face get hot, "I-I've never really met a lot of boys, so I guess I don't have a type. What about you?" Tenten's eyes got all dreamy, and she clasped her hands together under her chin in a romantic way, "I want someone who is sensitive, but also headstrong. He would never try to embarrass me or make me angry on purpose. And heaven forbid, he MUST have a nice butt!"
My cheeks heated up, "How can a...backside, be nice? It's, you know, a backside." Tenten's hands fell to her lap as she gave me a blank stare, "You'll know when you meet someone with a nice butt. For God's sake, Hinata, just say butt. If you go all petite and mature at my school, people will assume you're a snotty rich kid."
My mouth clamped shut, and I nodded fast. I have to remember that! Tenten got serious again, "So, do you think you'll have too much trouble making a few friends by yourself?" If I were to be truthful, I'd call myself an antisocial, but I was trying to be brave.
I shook my head, "I just have to be myself right?" She nodded, "You shouldn't have too much trouble, but be on the look out for liars, okay? Students ALWAYS try to befriend the rich kids. An Uzumaki, for example, goes to my school. The first day he came, everyone tried being his best friend because of his last name, but he saw right through it. He's actually a good friend of mine. I'll introduce you sometime. He's a really sweet guy, but he's got enough energy to outrun a horse."
Reapplying my half-melted pack, Tenten took the hint and left me alone to worry about tomorrow
Nervousness stiffened my body as I followed Tenten into the dull building that was my new school. As I looked at all the other students, I'd never felt so out of place. All of the regular students were wearing casual or pajama-esk clothes, but I was wearing DESIGNER flats and DESIGNER skinny jeans and a gray DESIGNER shirt with a bow on it with a DESIGNER jacket.
Sometimes, having nice stuff isn't a happy thing. Never had I wished to be middle class more than now, and I had wished that many times throughout my life. I stuck out like a sore thumb. People stared, quite rudely, as I was led to the main office.
Shyly, I averted my gaze to the ground. Tenten's reassuring voice made me jump a little, "Don't mind them Hinata. They just don't know how to react." I nodded and we arrived at a door that had "Jaraiya's Office" carved into a metal plaque on it. Tenten knocked and gave me a smile before leaving me to fend for myself.
The door opened and a tall man with long white hair smiled at me with a senile expression. I gulped and followed him into his office quietly. "Hyuuga Hinata, yes? I've heard many great things about you." Managing to smile, I replied timidly, "It's nice to meet you."
Another knock came and a tall boy entered. He had coffee brown hair just longer than mine loosely cascading down his back. His eyes were very similar to mine. Jaraiya smiled at my confused glance between them, "Hinata, this is Hyuuga Neji. He's a senior, and he's also new here today. If I have been correctly informed, he's to be staying at your place with a few of his friends."
My confusion grew. My father was allowing others to move in? He wouldn't even let me have a cat! Realizing that I was thinking very selfish things, I mentally smacked my own hand. Then I bit my fist to stop from laughing out loud at how childish I was. After rising from my seat, I bowed politely, "Hello, Neji. It'll be interesting to live in the same housing as you."
As I rose, the teen didn't show any expression. Blinking, a paper was shoved into my hands. "This is your schedule, school map, and signature paper. Have each of your teachers sign that and then bring it here by the end of the day. Do you want me to assign you a guide for the first few days?" Shaking my head, I declined the offer, "I'm sure I'll be alright. I wouldn't want to be a bother."
Yeah right, I'm so screwed. The principal nodded, "Well, you're free to go then. Welcome to the school." After thanking him and saying my goodbyes, I exited the room. Surprisingly, I found my first class, Science with Orichimaru, easily. No one was in the room yet, so I took a random seat on the left side of the room and got out a pencil and a notebook.
Doodling aimlessly, my picture leaned toward a set of eyes. A grunt broke my concentration. Almost jumping out of my skin, I looked up and saw brilliant red eyes, "Hello." The teen grunted again and took a seat next to me. As he got out his own supplies, I got a better look at him.
Standing at just under six feet tall, he was decently built. He had a beautiful face, almost feminine. His eyes were rimmed with thick lashes that just barely brushed his cheeks as he looked down into his bag for a pencil. His dark hair was in a loose ponytail that reached in between his shoulder blades.
Bangs fell into my way as he bent to put his bag back down and I quickly averted my gaze, seeing as someone new had entered the room. She had petal-pink locks and cloudy green eyes. In her dark red t-shirt and silver mini-skirt, she looked like a character from CandyLand. Those cloudy eyes focused on me and widened in surprise.
Quickly, I looked back down at my unfinished drawing. The girl was suddenly in front of the table that the boy and I were sharing, "Hello! My name is Sakura. What's your name?" She practically screamed "Kiss-Ass"! Nervously, I greeted her, "My name's Hinata."
Gasping dramatically, she covered her mouth with a manicured hand as if I'd told her I was dying from cancer, and she gushed, "That's such a pretty name!" The girl looked at the boy next to me, who had his head buried in a large book, as if he'd just popped out of Hell, "Oh!" The boy looked up at her silently.
Sakura paled and looked back at me, glancing every now and then nervously at the boy, "Well, Hinata. Um, would you like to sit with me at lunch today? I have plenty of friends, obviously, so you won't get lonely." The boy went back to his book. That was rude, just ignoring him like that, but I didn't know how to respond to the preppy girl known as Sakura, "I, uh...I don't-"
Sakura put one of her lime-green painted fingers to my lips eagerly, "Great! I'll see you then!" She blew me a kiss, oddly enough, "Tootles!" With that and a flip of her "glorious" hair, she flounced back to her seat just in time for a group of students to enter the room. Turning to the boy beside me, I debated what to say.
I probably looked like a fish, opening and closing my mouth as I changed my mind a few times, "Hey, um, what's your name?" The teen didn't spare me a glance, and I thought that he would just ignore me, but a soft voice came out of him, "Uchiha." I was surprised, you could say. The Uchihas were a very prestigious family, similar to the Hyuugas.
If he was from such a family, and what Tenten had said was true, why wouldn't Sakura want to be friends with him? I mean, he was attractive and had a nice voice. Also, he hadn't ignored her question so he couldn't be a total jerk. Sakura seemed like the type to befriend someone just for their money.
"Really? I've heard a lot about the Uchihas. If you don't mind, what's your first name?" I was determined to be at least on a first name basis with him. He seemed like he was a good person. The Uchiha glanced half-halfheartedly at me before returning his gaze to the book he was trying to concentrate on, "I do mind."
Shocked, and rejected, I awkwardly faced the front and focused on not glancing at my neighbor while I finished my drawing. Soon, a bell chimed twice over the intercom, signaling a one minute get-to-class warning. The rest of the class soon piled through the door. I heard someone clear their throat and looked up to see a blue teenager with blue hair. Though I was frightened of his gills and sharp teeth, I tried to be polite, "I'm sorry, is this your seat?"
I grabbed my stuff and allowed him to take my place, just as the teacher entered the room and the bell rang. The teacher had long black hair and was deathly pale. He had some odd eye makeup on, matched with yellow eyes and an inhumanly long tongue that he kept pressing past his thin lips.
As the teacher surveyed the classroom with his odd eyes, he motioned for me to come to the front. I did so, bowing politely to him, "Hello Sensei, I'm new here. My name is Hyuuga Hinata." The classroom went silent before murmurs were heard. Things like "What's a Hyuuga doing in such a crappy school?" and "Are you sure she's not just a poser?" were tossed around the room.
Orichimaru hissed and the room was silent again. He turned to me, "Well, Missss Hyuuga, welcome to our ssschool. Pleassse take a ssseat at the table that Gaara isss at." Judging from everyone's surprised looks, I guessed that this "Gaara" person wasn't the friendliest. As I spotted the table he was talking about towards the back of the room, I didn't think the red head looked mean.
His seaweed colored eyes were rimmed with black, probably from a sleeping disorder. With a love kanji tattooed onto his forehead, Gaara had blood red hair that was unruly in a casual kind of way. I walked back and took a seat by him silently, I could feel the anger rolling off of him. Apparently, he preferred to be alone.
After tensely sitting through the whole class, my back was sore when the bell rang. I made sure not to forget to get the teacher to sign my paper. The next three classes were a blur, but it seemed like each class had it's outcasts and populars. I'd been so lucky to befriend a blue-haired girl with bright amber eyes named Konan in Algebra 2.
As I headed into the cafeteria for lunch, my heart sank. Did this school really have this many people?! From what I could see, every table was full or near-full, and people were sitting casually against walls on the floor while they ate. "Hinata! Over here!" I followed the voice and met Sakura and a blonde girl that looked like a walking barbie, legit.
Cursing myself for making eye contact, I walked over to them, "Hello Sak-" "Hinata, this is Ino Yamanaka. She's my bestie." Ino gave me a big plastic smile, "Hey Hinata. It's super nice to meet you." She shoved a moisturized hand into my own. The girl was wearing faded-denim skinny jeans with white fur boots. Her shirt was a light blue tube top that left her midriff bare. Wasn't that against the dress code?
The line moved forward and the two began talking about this guy they both liked. I stood awkwardly by them, just looking around. Spotting Konan, I noticed that she was sitting at a table with the blue guy, the Uchiha, and a bunch of other guys. One in particular caught my attention. Maybe it was because he was standing up yelling and pointing at another boy at the table angrily, or maybe it was something else.
He had magnificent violet eyes and slicked back light blonde, almost silver, hair. What got my attention was the smile on his face after he sat back down. It was large, but fake, "Hey Sakura?" The girl twirled and faced me, hitting Ino in the arm with her hair, and the blonde turning less dramatically, "What's up?"
Eyeing the boy, I asked, "Who's that guy with the silver hair?" Ino spoke up, "Oh! That's Hidan! He's new here today, just like you, " she turned her attention to Sakura and spoke with her hands, "total freak, Saku, you don't even know. Seriously, look at his fucked up eyes." The surprised gasp that escaped me made the two look down at me. A glint of something shined in their eyes as Sakura spoke in a cheerful voice, "Hinata, is something bothering you?"
Ino smirked as I shook a little, "N-No!" "Okay, then!" The girls giggled and turned back around to continue gossiping. My heart sank a little, and I gave a yearning glance at Konan's table, only for the girl to meet my gaze and motion for me to come over. I started to, but a manicured hand stopped me, "Where're you going Hinata? Do you have to go to the bathroom or something?"
Looking up at the blonde who'd stopped me, I tried to explain, "W-well Konan wants me-" Sakura cut me off, AGAIN, "You can't talk to people like them if you don't want to be bullied around here, Hinata. They're a bad influence." "But-" Sakura's gaze became icy and I shut up.
Public school sucks.
Thanks again for reading. I know this is a pretty...OUT THERE pairing, but I'm going with the whole "opposites attract" kind of thing. Happy New Years, by the way! I don't know how long it will take to upload the next chapter, but I intend on not giving up on this story. I realize that this is a very unpopular pair, but I'd like some reviews!