Rock Lee/Hinata
The last few fanfictions I've tried sucked, so I'm being very careful with this one in order to make sure each chapter is absolutely perfect and amazing. Since I asked some people at the forums the pairing has changed twice. I know the chapters are short..Please review! Sincerely, Iruka Hatake
"Humans are separated by differences they are born with but I want to believe that people can change and wanted to express that. Hinata's theme is 'by believing in yourself, you can become a new person.'
-Masashi Kishimoto
Lee and his teammate walk slowly down a narrow, deserted street of Konoha, lined with high houses, innumerable windows with Venetian blinds. It is late afternoon, a dead, void silence echoing after a heavy rain. A dusty, old path, with grass sprouting between the stones, leads sharply up to the mansion. In the driveway, blinding, reflecting sunlight in its' chrome color, a silver Porsche has been parked. Shivering in the wind, Lee sidesteps the car and continues walking. Tenten strides along beside him, struggling to keep up. She shoves her hands in the pockets of her shorts.
"Have you met Neji's younger cousin before, Lee?" Lee shakes his head, unenthusiastic, and looks up at her with curious black eyes, as if he's about to speak but doesn't. The simple glass door, framed by two windows on either side, is already standing open. In the dim light of a hallway Neji is already waiting for them, his hands stuffed in his pockets, a uniform frown planted across his lips.
"Hey, Neji." Tenten smiles at him, as if she hope to receive a greeting in return. It immediately fades to a smirk, he hears footsteps down the spiralling staircase, and turns away to see who the footsteps are and who they belong to, turning out to be his younger cousin Hinata.
Her long blue-black hair, reminiscent of a night sky speckled with cobalt, hangs loose and shining down to her mid-back. She wears only an oversized, woolen sweater, a blindingly sunny yellow that clashes innocently with her blue hair. The sleeves are pulled over her hands, and she brings her fingers up to her face.
Her body speaks for itself, but speaks quietly, as if afraid someone will pay too much attention to it; her hands fold themselves daintily in front of her, and her eyes wander, always downcast, to the hardwood floor. Out of the corner of her lavender eyes she covertly stares at Lee who is talking to Neji. He immediately catches her gaze and falls out of the rapid conversation to look back.
"Neji," Lee suddenly scolds, "where are your manners? You didn't even introduce..um..."
"H-Hinata." Her voice is barely above a whisper. Lee grins, then gives her a thumbs up.
"Beautiful name. Hinata, Hinata.." He repeats it to himself absent-mindedly, and the name continues its mantra in his mind. A sunflower, sun-golden, bright, and gleaming.
"T-thank you, L-lee-kun." Lee doesn't bother to ask how she knows his name, all he can tell is that she speaks it beautifully. Already he has made up his mind. This sunflower, not quite a cherry blossom, is going to be his best friend in the world.