Story: Echando Flores
Author: chocoGONEsushi
A/N: Sigh. I'm such a liar. Babbling about how I should update all my piling fics then suddenly just UPLOAD A NEW ONE. I should be hit with a brick, seriously. Sigh. On another note, who else simply LOVES FF's new appearance?! This site just keeps getting cooler! :D
Disclaimer: If it doesn't sound like it belongs to me, you are in liberty to assume it doesn't.
I've known the Uchiha brothers since I can remember, and that's all the way back in my Pre-School years.
Even before then, we had been together do to family meetings and such.
My name is Hyuuga Hinata and I'm currently a high school junior at K Tech.
The Uchiha brothers are two beautiful male specimens named Itachi and Sasuke. They're twins.
Back in the day, when we were still kids and naive and innocent, we were the best of pals. But things change.
They always do.
As they began to mature and socialize, I began to shrink and become a book worm.
This is how we stand today.
They're popular, loved and praised. I'm a nerd who loves books and has a secret yaoi fetish.
We're still friends, though. In the hush-hush. Alone it's laughter and constant chatter, but when they appear... it's suddenly just me.
But I've grown used to it, and have adapted the habit of making myself invisible when the Pretties show up.
Lately though, things have become rather rigid between us.
"Move your lumpy little ass out of the way, you're not invisible."
"My ass is not lumpy! Take that back!"
"Make me!"
"Don't get smart with me you little--"
"Can you both just shut up?!"
They both have gotten girlfriends, and it seems the small time we had to hang out and chat is now nonexistent.
From where I sit in class, I have the perfect view of everyone and everything in this class.
I sit in the very back, where the constant chatter is not as loud, but can still be heard.
"Sasuke-kun! You can't just let him say those things to me! I'm your girlfriend! You're supposed to defend me!"
Uchiha Sasuke only sighs, and I feel my eyes droop. He's changed a lot since those care free days.
With a hand massaging his left temple he grumbles something, and Sakura, his current girlfriend, bends down before his desk, her feminine hands planted flatly on the surface. This position serves much of her cleavage to anyone willing to look.
"Why are you always like this?! I bet Itachi-kun would have done something if he were here! He wouldn't have let anyone speak to Ino that way!"
Itachi is Sasuke's brother, as I said before, and also the student council president. He's very busy, and couldn't make it to homeroom, and if I recall... Sasuke should be busy too, since he's the vice.
I should know, I'm treasurer.
"Itachi and I may look a like, but we are not the same person."
It seems only I can hear those words, because Sakura still has that wounded puppy look on her face.
That's something the twins have always had against each other, mostly Sasuke. They look a lot alike, if not identical.
Only two things make it possible to tell them apart: their hairstyles, and the fact Itachi has birth marks on his face.
But that's only for someone who doesn't know them well, because their attitudes are complete opposites.
I watch lazily as Sakura humphs, stands straight and crosses her arms over chest. By now everyone's watching them hungrily, wanting in on the drama.
"Some times I feel like you don't love me."
There was something about the way she said it that tickled my funny bone. I thought it was pretty obvious he didn't feel anything for her.
Sasuke sighs again, and watches her slowly. With an index fingers he summons her down, and she bends, only to be pecked on the lips.
I shake my head and return back to the notes I was finished taking. There's something about the way they treat one another that seems so fake. It's like they hook up for popularity's sake.
Suddenly, there's a crackle and over the P.A system a smooth voice calls, "Hyuuga Hinata and Uchiha Sasuke please report to the Student Council room. Hyuuga Hinata and Uchiha Sasuke please report to the Student Council room. And hurry up."
I sit there blankly, that was Itachi's voice. With a shrug I pack up my stuff and exit the room, no one even noticing my departure.
"I have to go-- Now--"
I turn around as I step down the hall, only to see Sasuke and Sakura standing by the door. The pinkette was sucking his lips, I think it's called a "good bye kiss" or something.
With a quiet snort I turn and keep heading down the hall, wondering why I was called to the Student Council room. Maybe there's a meeting?
I keep walking at my own pace, until someone falls to my speed and walks by my side. Sasuke.
He looks cool, with his black dress shirt unbuttoned and tucked in, his pants hanging loosely below his hips.
"I haven't talked to you in a while, eh?"
Needless to say, I'm a little surprised he remembers who I am. Seriously.
I nod, "I guess you've been busy."
Sasuke has multiple masks on that pretty face of his. There's that of the Cool Kid, the Soccer Player, the Ladies Man, the Don't Mess With Me, and the one I grew up seeing, Inner Sasuke.
He grunts, which is an affirmative.
We then walk in awkward silence, at least in my part.
I used to know him like that back of my hand.
We reach the Student Council room and he opens the door and stands aside as I slowly walk past him. He has manners?
"Took you long enough," someone muttered as soon as we both step foot inside the room. It was Yamanaka Ino, girlfriend of Uchiha Itachi. "Hey Sasuke-kun!"
Sasuke grunts again, and walks right past her (she's the secretary) and into the a larger room out back, I follow after a few seconds of hesitation.
Inside the room (which is rather large) sits Uchiha Itachi himself behind a large desk. This is his office. On his right side is a large pile of papers, and he is bent down signing and writing on many others.
"That's rather rude, you know," Sasuke suddenly states. "Interrupting someone from learning and then just ignoring them like this."
There's a soft sigh and Itachi sits up, black eyes apathetic like always. "You should have been here a long, long time ago if you could only just get your priorities straight."
I feel myself shrinking about now. They always argue whenever they meet, why?
"Ah, Hinata-chan," Itachi says in his cool, smooth voice, suddenly seeing me. Unlike with Sasuke, Itachi and I still maintain contact, even if its small and somewhat erratic. "Hello."
I bow my head slowly. "Why'd you call us?"
I know I'm not needed because I always complete my job as treasurer, so this might be about something else than reprimanding Sasuke on his lack of work skills.
Itachi smiles shortly, "there's something that has come up I will be needing you two to help me with. The School Festival is in a few weeks, and I need as much help as possible."
A few weeks? I thought it was in months!
"Do you really need me here?" Sasuke asked, bored.
Itachi smirked this time. "Of course. As twin brothers, we should spend as much time together as possible."
"Please," Sasuke uttered in disgust. "Sharing a womb is enough with me."
I feel myself shrinking again.
"Anyway, Hinata-chan I need for you to calculate the budget we will be given and make a list of all the things we can purchase and use. Sasuke... stay. You may go, Hinata-chan."
I blink at them, then turn on my heel and head out the door. It really isn't any of my business.
"Oh, and Mother wanted me to tell you to tell your Mother that she will be able to make it after all."
Ah. Uchiha Mikoto and my Mother are probably the best of friends. The definition of the words, even.
"Hai."
I stumble out of the office and close the door behind me with a soft click, letting a small amount of breath out my lips.
It's so weird being with then now.
I shake my head, because it's nonsense. With regained balance I keep walk up, nodding at Ino who's filing away at her already perfect nails. She doesn't even see me.
Just as I walk outside of the Student Council room the bell rings, with its demanding diiiiing doooong.
It's time to go home.
-
-
"Did anything good happen today?"
I blink at the packed street before me, and shrug. "Nothing good ever happens at school, Mom."
My mom, the most gorgeous and mesmerizing woman in business, simply smiles at me from the driver's seat. "Don't say that sweets, something pleasant must've happened."
I sigh and lean back on my seat, propping my head on my hand. The sun is blazing outside.
"I don't know if it's pleasant, but I have a lot of work to do for the Student Council. The school festival is in a few weeks."
She nods, because she loves numbers as much as I do. And planning things, too.
She's a wedding planner. A good one.
"And you have to handle the budget?"
"Ah."
I yawn and am pleased to realize the traffic is finally moving. "Itachi told me to tell you that his mom told him to tell me to tell you that she will be able to come."
She blinks and I blink back, before both of us just laugh. "What?"
"Mikoto-san will make it."
She nods, a grin still on her face. "She called me earlier. She's a busy woman."
"So are you," I respond with a soft smile.
"Ah, there she is."
Mom turns the steering wheel and we enter the bend into my younger sister's school. Hanabi is standing on the door, and with a grin she sees as and dashes towards the car.
"Hey Mom! Hinata!"
"Hey Hanabi."
My sister is only fourteen, and will soon join me in high school.
"How was school?"
Hanabi, flushed by the heat, buckles herself in as we leave the school. "It was so busy, Mom! I need you to sign my permission slip. The school's big field trip is in a week! We're going to Okinawa!"
"Okinawa?" My Mom repeats. "All by yourself?"
"Aw don't give me that! I won't go alone! I have Konohamaru as company!"
"Konohamaru?!" We both practically screech. "Your boyfriend?!"
Do you see why we're screeching?
Hanabi flushes, and trust me, it was not the heat.
"He's not my boyfriend..." she mumbles, and Mom smirks.
"But you wish he was."
Hanabi grumbles and blushes some more. "Mom you're gonna give her a heat stroke!"
"It's alright, Hanabi-chan. I'll let you go. Just be careful... if you know what I mean."
"Oh she knows what you mean."
"Shut up!"
Between wheezy laughs and cheerful tears we reach our home. It's a two floor family house surrounded by ever-green bushes and happy little flowers of all colors.
"Isn't it a little quiet?" Hanabi points, fully recovered from her blushing fit.
I just realize it too and stop moving, and Mom quickly stops jingling the keys.
"Very suspi---"
"HINA-CHAAAAAN!!!"
"OH GAWD NO!"
With a loud thud I land on my back, and am being ambushed with hugs and kisses and... licks?
"Akamaru get off of her! KIBA STOP LICKING HER!"
I try to regain my breathing as two strong arms help me up, I'm practically gasping and covered in drool.
Inuzuka Kiba is grinning back at me, scratching the back of his head in a sheepish fashion.
He's my God-brother.
"I just haven't seen you in such a LONG time!"
He lives in Suna, with other friends of mine.
"Gosh, you're such a loser."
The voice behind me is sarcastic yet smooth, and I shriek.
"NEJI!"
He gasps as I twist in his arms and tackle him. He's my brother. Well, no. He's my cousin. But what's the difference?
"Hey! I wanna hug him too!"
"Why doesn't anyone wanna hug meeee?!"
Hanabi joins the tackle-hug and Kiba randomly throws himself in the pile.
I haven't seen these guys since last Christmas. Too long ago, if you ask me.
"Yeah, sure, ignore the old lady."
I stand beside Hanabi and Akamaru as we watch both Neji and Kiba go and hug her. As they wrap their arms around her my Dad steps out of the house, wearing a scowl.
"Stop touching my woman!"
Neji and Kiba eye each other, before running toward him too. "Papa!"
My Dad loves that kind of stuff. He loves being "mean" but is a weakling when it comes to hugs.
"Is dinner ready?" Hanabi casually asks as we walk past the hugging men and into our spacious house.
My Dad works from home, making things a lot easier on us.
"Hi to you too," he mutters, closing the door.
"Hey dad," we both reply with grins.
"So guys! Why are you back so soon? What's going on?!"
Both Neji and Kiba are studying in Suna, my second home. That's where our Mother was born.
"Ah, before I forget, Shino sends his regards."
Aburame Shino is one of my most closest friends, who is studying bugs in Kusa.
"But seriously, why are you guys here so soon? Did someone die?"
Hanabi makes herself comfortable on the large couch as Dad heads into the kitchen with our Mom, probably getting ready to serve dinner. (He's such a good cook, Jesus!)
Neji sits on the couch parallel to it and pulls me down with him, me sitting on his lap. Kiba on the other hands begins to scoot closer, up to the point where he tucks his head under my arm and is latched to my side.
Hanabi is only staring, her right hand patting Akamaru softly.
"No one died," Neji said at last, resting his head on my shoulder. I'm pretty short for my age. And thin. Ugh.
"We just dropped for a visit."
Those two are actually roommates, living in the same apartment in Suna yet studying very different things. Kiba wants to be a vet while Neji is more into business, he wants to be an entrepreneur.
"That's really fishy," Hanabi says, her eyes squint as she grazes over their innocent looking faces.
"I think what you're sniffing is dinner," Mom suddenly pipes in from the kitchen. "Come on and eat!"
"So how's school for ya?" Kiba asks me as we all head into the dining room. He used to attend K Tech with me, but technology wasn't his thing.
"It's fine so far. I'm still Student Council treasurer."
He nods, "how're the Uchiha brats?"
Kiba has always had a thing against the Uchiha Twins. Never bothers to tell me what that thing is though.
"They're fine. Still popular. Still smart."
"Still hot," comments Hanabi as she skips by us.
Kiba grunts in disgust and slings an arm around my shoulders. "I never did like those pansies."
I giggle, patting him on the back. "And you never tell me why."
"They're pansies!"
"I agree," Neji nods from his seat. "Pure-bred pansies."
"Now, now boys." Mom is standing beside Dad, who's holding a cheesy looking casserole in his hands. "You guys used to be such good friends, too."
"Wrong," Neji interjected. "Hinata used to be good friends with them. We just followed her around trying to watch out for her in case those Uchiha Pansies tried anything."
I let out a chuckle and make my way to the seat beside Hanabi, who's giggling madly.
"What are you talking about?" Dad suddenly says, taking his seat on the head of the table as Mom sat at the very end. "You guys loved playing together when you were younger."
"That was war," Kiba muttered. "Didn't you see the flying mud and flinging pebbles?"
Mom stands suddenly, as the door bell begins to ring. "Then you better put on your best smiles," Dad said. "We've invited the Uchihas for dinner."
Kiba and Neji groan silently, Hanabi squeals and I simply sit there.
What?
-
-
2ndA/N: It's 4 in the morning on a Saturday night. I have nothing better to do, really.
About the title: Echando Flores means "throwing flowers" in Spanish. The way I'm using it is in a sense of metaphor, meaning flattery. The title may or may not be related to this fic, but I heard my Mom suddenly say it and I liked it. Sounds all exotic and shit.
Little announcement: Happy belated birthday to Kishimoto Masashi and Kishimoto Seishi. The wonderful Kishimoto twins. Their birthday was yesterday, November 8th. If you don't recognize Seishi just google him, he has some pretty cool manga under his name. Like 666 Satan and such. :)
On another, not so random note: I am so pissed off at Kishimoto MASASHI. I swear to GAWD, if he kills Kakashi I will STOP WRITING. Seriously, no joke. He killed Chouji's dad! HE CAN'T JUST GET RID OF KAKASHI.
If he does, I GIVE YOU MY WORD: I WILL STOP WRITING FAN FICTION.
Thank you for your time,
cGs.
