My name is Hinata. I am a housewife, as well as a high school student. How did this happen? I…have no idea myself.
All that I want to know is that I am married to the most handsome, the most thoughtful and so, so very sexy, Naruto Uzumaki… yes, he is six years older than me. I can't help being fourteen. And pregnant. With twins. It just…happened.
"Hinata-chan? Hinata-chan? Honey, wake up."
I am shaken awake and am forced to open my eyes. Sunlight streams into the room from somewhere, probably the window, and I wince at the brightness.
"Sweetheart, it's time for school." A chuckle, then a kiss on my cheek?
I rub the sleep from my eyes, then look up at the man before me. And like every other day, I can't help but smile.
Naruto Uzumaki; working in the same company as his father. Spiky blond hair, bright blue eyes and a smile that makes me feel like a giddy, love-sick schoolgirl- wait, I am a giddy, love-sick schoolgirl. Meh, nevermind.
"You don't want to be late, do you?" he asked, hugging me tight. He's already dressed in his suit, and smells…wow. I coo incoherently and nip at his neck.
"Now, now, Hinata-chan, get in the shower." He laughs at my clinging and my pecks, that hypocrite. He's the bigger perv in the relationship. "Only eight more months to go…then the kiddos will be out to play. Won't that be great, sunshine?"
He rubs my flat tummy and I feel heat on my face.
"Na… naruto-kun, you'll always stand by me, won't you?"
"Of course I will, sunshine… I will always love you, Hinata-chan."
"HINATAAAAAAA!"
"Gyaaah!"
No, no, no, oh, that goddamn bit-
"Hinata! Wake up!"
"Y-yes, Mitarashi-sensei!"
I squeak and rub my head. If I were in an anime, a bump would surely appear. But I'm not. I'm in reality. Unfortunately.
"How many times must I tell you: DO NOT DAYDREAM IN MY CLASS!"
"Y-yes, sensei!"
Darn it, not again! I can feel the stares in my back… oh, they are probably thinking:
'Oh no, poor, sweet Hina-chan's getting scolded again!'
'Sheesh, sensei's so strict…she was just getting a few z's…'
I feel guilty, embarrassed and pitied. Oh great. The sweet, innocent little Hina-chan everyone knows? Is bi-polar.
No! Not bisexual, you perverts, bi-POLAR. Which, simply put, I kinda have two personalities. Isn't that great?
Wait, no, I shouldn't be thinking like this! I'm lucky to be a live! Be happy!
But then again, life sucks…
….not that much! I have a pair of supporting parents, great friends, and an awesome boyf-
Boyfriend.
That's right… I'm not married. It was just a…dream. Naruto… Naruto-kun didn't marry me. I'm not pregnant. We're just dating.
A pang of disappointment struck me, then sadness, then anger. Am I not good enough? Doesn't he still love me? All that talk about loving me, caring for me, wanting me to be his wife and the mother of his children…was it all just lies?
Did…he really not care?
"Hinata Hyuuga – this is your last warning! Fall asleep again and I will contact your parents," sensei warned, and I just do what I normally do.
I look down and nod. "Whatever you say."
A/N: So, this is just a small story I'm gonna make, not very serious. But I intend on continuing it and holding on to the end, no matter what. The beginning must suck, so I'll try hard on giving Hinata some character in the next few chapters. Flamers, don't even bother reviewing. Others, if you may, please drop a comment or two. This is my first NaruHina fic, so spare me.