Geek to Goddess: a SasuHina fanfiction
She was only sixteen when her dreams of the future were ripped—snatched, jerked and tugged apart. She had once dreamed of becoming a beautiful wife, smiling alongside her husband. Alongside Naruto, the fun-loving guy. The only guy that was remotely nice to her.
He would throw her a smile when he caught her staring and she would be flustered and hide her face under her bangs.
One grin was all it took for her to faint—and she did, numerous times. "faint-girl" was one of her many nicknames used to taunt her by the student population.
It seemed that all they ever did was to release their anger—their frustration and confusion on her. They would think of her as a punching bag, a useless nerd who will never succeed in life—oh no, **never**. He was the only one that would stand up for her in the end, and tell those bullies to never bother her again. Then, he would give her his trademark grin and stalk off to his friends.
He was so caring, bright, loving and such a wonderful person.
Hinata hated him. She hated all the fibres and bones and muscles and every inch of that wretched man, because she **despised** how he made her feel—how he mislead her to the point that she even thought he might've **loved** her.
What blasphemy!
It was so perfect. It was so beautiful. It was so impossible.
Especially now that she caught her beloved Naruto and Sakura exchanging germs under a cherry blossom tree (what a stereotypical image). She wanted to go straight up to the bastard and yell a "if this was what you wanted, what the HELL were all those winks for? And those grins and the 'hey Hinata! I liked your hair's." she was too weak, too cowardly to even whisper one of those words together, much less yell them out loud to someone she might still be in love with. All she did was turn back silently without them ever noticing and slip away into the comforting darkness of her infinite abyss.
She hated that, too.
She wants revenge. So bad. She wants to show the bastard what he was missing out on, and make him regret all her heartbreak—it was an extremely selfish and childish move, she knows. She knows, she knows, and she loves it.
Problem is, she can't name one single person who would want to help her achieve such a goal.
Her relatives were too busy being absorbed in admiring their beautiful reflections and sneering at her appearance behind her back to even talk to her, much less help her transform into a complete and utter goddess.
Her friends wouldn't help her, either—psh, friends? More like pet *cat*. She didn't have any human friends, not right now. Only some back in seventh grade, but that was when she was still attending her old school. The people were a lot less mean there.
While brainstorming all the people (or absence of) she could possibly blackmail to help, not one single time had the name of "Uchiha Sasuke" appeared in her mind. It was about to.
*BUMP*
"O-oh, I am so s-sorry about that," she apologised, braces getting in the way of pronouncing the 's' sounds, making them sound rather like 'sh' sounds. Much like a lisp. No one would date a girl with a lisp.
"Just watch it." The stranger grunted, picking himself off the floor.
Sasuke was having an especially bad day today, first from the huge announcement on Naruto's Facebook that he was officially dating Sakura. Sakura was one of his ex-girlfriends. Their relationship only lasted a week (even shorter than Karin), and it was his second relationship. She was very well-known for whoring around the place.
Every guy has slept with her at least once. Not Sasuke, though, which was, he guessed, what made himself alluring to the girl with bubblegum pink short hair. Maybe that was why it was such a dream-come-true for her, for him to ask her out.
In all honesty, he only did so because he wanted to avoid fangirls, which didn't quite work out. She bragged about their relationship to everyone's faces ("I'm dating the person on the *top* of the pyramid! The *top*, dammit. T-O-P, top.") That made fangirls want to date him more.
He felt that the only way he could get out of this predicament is to be a "dream couple" with someone, making her fangirls fantasise on the sidelines. A dream couple is when a couple fits together so perfectly that whoever destroyed their relationship would be considered a monster in everyone's eyes.
Naruto and Sakura was a dream couple, Naruto having chased Sakura for several years. They were also quite high on popularity, so that must've helped.
Perhaps he would need someone beautiful but unknown.
His train of thought was interrupted as he bumped into someone. He looked down at the girl and considered his options: he would see that she has the potential, but perhaps too meek for the determination factor.
Hinata looked up and found the pinnacle of the social pyramid—Uchiha Sasuke was wealthy, had good grades, a certainly bright future and an absolutely HOT appearance. To the point that she, a devoted Naruto silent fangirl would have tints of pink on her porcelain cheeks.
Wait. She realised something—...
"U-Uchiha-san!" she greeted with determination flashing in her white eyes tinted with lavender hidden behind the thick frames, "please, I-I need to request you s-something!"
"If you want to go out with me, don't even bother." he replied in a monotonous voice, walking off.
Hinata, being the ever-persistent girl she was, stepped in front of him and looked him in the eyes, "I'm not asking Uchiha-san out, j-just a simple r-r-request!" she exclaimed, catching the attention of a few passerby students.
It was recess, that was most likely the reason they were wandering around where they were, in the empty corridors.
"Fine." He grabbed her harshly by the wrist and lead her to the empty... boy's bathroom?! Hinata's cheeks flushed in embarrassment at being there.
"If you're not running away, it's probably important. Spill."
"P-please make me beautiful." she whispered.
"What's this for? A screwed-up plan of revenge?" he asked flatly, considering the offer in his head.
"Y-yes. For N-Naruto-kun." her cheeks are flushed. Screwed-up plan of revenge? That was exactly what it was. But he didn't have to be so blunt about it.
"Okay." he replied.
Hinata widens her eyes in a well-balanced and complex mixture of disbelief, thankfulness and relief.
"On one condition," Sasuke started.
She looks down to her feet. Was it money that he wanted? Or worse, sex? Many guys want to take the virginity of a girl.
"You'll pretend to be my girlfriend."
Her eyes widen once again.
"It's to fend off the rabid fangirls, whatever your name is."
"H-H-Hinata Hyuuga."
His eyes reflect amusement, "Hyuuga? I remember you. You *were* quite cute in those dinner parties our families had to host. It shouldn't be too hard, then."
"H-hai. Thank you. So m-much."
"It's nothing. Meet me after school outside the gates at the place we were speaking just now. Be early." And on that note, he left her in the bathroom pondering about the events that happened just now.
She has never felt luckier or better about herself in her whole life.
"Ooh, Hinata-chan wanting sweet *revenge*!" a feminine voice said, surprising her. They were quiet when they had conversed, so why did anyone know?...! Unless the person was in the bathroom...
"Y-Yamanaka-san!" She squeaked, "W-what are you d-doing in the boy's bathroom?"
"Reasons. You know, I was once Sasuke's fangirls. Until I gave up, of course. Just didn't think he thought it was such a bother." She blew her blonde hair up as a sign of annoyance, "By the way," she said, her face lighting up once again, "call me Ino!"
"I-Ino-san..." she sighed out in desperation, "please d-do not tell this to a-anyone!"
"I'll help, you know. In operation 'make me beautiful, Sasuke-kun!'"
"I-I did not say that!"
"Oh, sure you did. And my friends can help too. Tenten and Sakura." she said, "Hah, you don't have a say in this. I know that Naruto's the reason, but Sakura's not gonna get upset, you know. She only dated Naruto to whore around."
Hinata's gasp resounded through the bathroom.
"Anyhow, let's get outta here." she told Hinata, grabbing her by the wrist like Sasuke and bringing her to an empty grass field and a table of wood. It was empty, but with two beautiful females.
On the table sat a tomboy-ish female with a cool smirk and Sakura, looking as gorgeous as ever. "Why'd you bring the nerd here?" Sakura asked.
"We aren't accepting new admissions, honey." Tenten said, turning to look to her nails.
"Be nice." Ino then made a gesture towards Hinata, "Billboard head and dyke! I introduce you to... Hinata Hyuuga!"
"Stop doing that." Tenten grumbled.
Ignoring Sakura, Ino began, whispering. "We have a top-secret mission that you must tell no one. Absolutely no one, not even your crush. We have to turn her into one of us—an absolute goddess."
"Let's do it! Oh. My. Gosh. That's awesome. That's so awesome. I never imagined I'd be a beauty pageant." Sakura exclaimed.
"Sasuke's doing it. She has to be his pretend-girlfriend as a consequence."
"You are kidding me." Tenten dropped her jaws. "I'm in."
"U-Um... Ino-san, p-please, y-y-you guys don't need to help." Hinata pleaded.
"Aw... You even have a cute stutter to go along with it!" Tenten told Hinata.
"Hinata. I was reading Teen Vogue the other day, and I found this style that would fit you AWESOME." Sakura gushed to Hinata.
"That's because you can't find any for yourself, billboard." she teased Sakura.
"OH YEAH? You try finding some for *yourself*, pig."
Hinata smiled. Maybe they weren't so bad.
Author's Note:
There was a review that told me I had to change something/re-upload, so I took a look at the story again. *GASP* Fanfiction seems to hate me nowadays.
Hope this one works! c:
Thanks to Guest for reviewing!