This is a little NARUHINA fanfic that I wrote when I was inspired by the song Love Story by Taylor Swift. It was a big hit on my DeviantART page so I thought that it would be good to share it on here. Enjoy!

The year was 1884 and the setting was the streets of London, England. That's where I met him. His blond hair and crystal blue eyes still echo in my memory. The day we met was the same as any day in London. The sky was grey with little sun poking through the clouds. The streets were crowded and filled with screaming merchants.

I was out with my little sister, Hanabi to find her some fabric for a dress she wanted me to make for her. She found a pretty green fabric that she loved; it was the perfect color of a Christmas dress. Right when I had my purse in my hands to get the money out for the merchant it was suddenly grabbed out of my hands. It happened so fast that I didn't even noticed what the person who took it looked like.

"Konohamaru!" I heard my little sister scream.

"Wait Hanabi, you know him?" I asked. Before giving me an answer she bolted off after that boy. "Um, I, I'll be right back. Please hold that for me." I told the fabric merchant before I ran after my sister.

I easily found it hard to run in the dress I was wearing in a crowded area like the streets of London. It weighed me down greatly and tired me out but I refused to lose sight of my little sister. I saw her run into an ally. I then began to panic. From what I learned only horrible things resigned in allies.

When I revived at the ally way I saw my little sister huffing and gasping for air. I knew how she felt, our dresses and heels were not made for running in.

"Konohamaru give Hinata back her purse!" Hanabi demanded.

The boy that she was screaming at was standing in front of an older boy about my age of the looks of it.

"Hanabi, how do you know him?" I asked I was trying to catch my breath.

"He's in my class." she responded.

Hanabi and I are part of well known noble British family. If Hanabi's statement was true then that would mean that that boy was part of a well known noble family too. But one question rang in my head. Why did he steal from me?

"Sorry Hana," the boy said as he started to spin my purse around by the string, "but I stole this fair and square. If your sister wants it back she'll have to steal it back."

"Oh Konohamaru please, just give her bloody purse back." Hanabi demanded, "You're a Prime Minister's grandson for God's sake."

The boy shrugged his shoulders.

The older boy behind him then grabbed my purse from his hands.

"Konohamaru, how many times do I have to tell you? Stop stealing from people. If you keep this up then Scotland Yard will arrest you and you'll have to wait for your parents to bail you out." the older boy said.

"What? Why are you getting mad at me boss? You taught me how to steal stuff." Konohamaru screamed.

"Ya but you only resort to that if you have no other choice."

The older boy then began to walk toward my sister and me.

"Sorry about him. I don't know why he copies everything I do, I know very well that I'm not a very good role model for him right now." the boy said with a smile as he handed me my purse. He had blond hair that clearly had some dirt in it and crystal blue eyes. He was wearing a dirty white button-up shirt that was under a brown vest and tucked in some brown slacks.

For someone who was covered in dirt he was really handsome.

"Um, thank you." I said quietly.

"No problem." the boy responded with a huge grin.

I could feel my face get warm, I was blushing. I hate blushing in front of people it's too embarrassing.

"Uh well, um, Hanabi we need to get going or else Father will be mad at us," I said as I tried to get away before the boy saw me blush.

"Uh ok." Hanabi said. "Konohamaru you are so dead tonight at the party! I can't wait to tell your parents that you tried to steal from Hinata!" I heard her yell.

The grey sky of that afternoon soon turned into night. I have no idea what's wrong with me. All day, I've been thinking about that boy who I met in the ally way. I don't get why I'm so fixated on him. I mean he was just a peasant boy doing a good deed for me; nothing more, nothing less. But still I couldn't stop thinking about his eyes; his stunning, crystal blue eyes. They seemed to be filled with so much care that it just-.

"Hinata!" I heard my sister shout, taking me out of my subconscious thoughts.

I remembered my surroundings. I was in my room brushing Hanabi's hair and fixing it for the party that our father was throwing tonight.

"Y-Yes Hanabi, what is it?" I said with a slight stutter at the beginning.

"Are you ok? You kept missing my hair a couple of times and just brushed the air." Hanabi said.

I then noticed that I didn't have any of my sister's hair in my hand like I thought I did. "I'm sorry." I said as I grabbed a few strands of Hanabi's hair and began to brush it. "My head seems to be in the clouds today."

"Were you thinking about what happened this afternoon in the streets? You know the thing with Konohamaru taking your purse?"

"Kind of." I responded with a light smile.

"I knew it. You were thinking about that guy that Konohamaru was with." Hanabi stated.

I felt my body twitch with shock I saw my face turn red in the mirror. How did she know?

Hanabi jumped up and out of the seat she was in and turned toward me.

"Admit it, you know I'm right." she demanded.

I didn't know what to do so I resorted to my final option. "Ok, yes I was thinking about him." I said I embarrassingly looked away.

"I knew it! You like him! You like that peasant boy!" Hanabi cheered.

"Well, I don't know about that? Now please sit back down and let me finish." I said as tried to push Hanabi back down into the chair.

"You do like him. And I know it. Do you want to know how I know? It's because I saw you blush when he smiled at you." Hanabi said cheerfully.

She always acted excited when she found out something new about my interest. I've always found it cute for her.

There was a knock at my sister's door.

"Are you girls' ready yet? The party is about to start." It was our father, Hiashi.

"Almost father, I just have to finish Hanabi's hair and we'll be done." I responded.

"That's good, but hurry guest are already coming. Kurenai and her husband Asuma have already arrived with his nephew, Konohamaru." father stated.

"What, where are Konohamaru's parents? I had to tell them something." Hanabi shouted.

I automatically shushed her; I didn't want father to know about what happened earlier.

Our father sighed. "His parents are overseas on their 20th anniversary so they couldn't make it."

Hanabi pouted at the statement and sat back down in her seat.

"Hinata." My father said as he motioned me to come closer to him.

I gave Hanabi her brush and walked over to my father. "Yes father." I said, wondering what he wanted to talk to me about.

"Promise me that you will not shoot down a suitable man tonight like you've done at the other parties we've hosted or went to." He said as he looked at me with begging eyes.

"Father I really try to look for someone but I just never can."

"I know; I just worry about you Hinata. You'll be turning twenty next month and I just want to make sure you'll be taken care of."

"Father." I said as I placed my hand on his shoulder. "Don't worry I'll be fine. Besides, things aren't like how they were when you were my age. I don't have to be married with kids before I'm twenty-five."

"I know but promise me that you'll at least look tonight." My father begged.

"Yes sir." I reinsured him.

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