Chapter one:
Of course, he loves you.
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It really was big. The wedding that is. In fact, besides Hanabi's wedding, it's one of the biggest I have ever been to. To be honest I'm a little jealous of her, my best friend. Sakura Haruno marries one of the most important people here in Tokyo-who might I add is attractive-, automatically becomes entered into his insurance policy, that is from which she told me over one billion dollars, and will probably have gorgeous kids. A very nice deal, if you ask me.
But than again, Sakura had always been the lucky one. She had always been the smart, pretty, automatically good-smelling girl. The girl who everyone liked, who all the good-looking guys in our class wanted to date, who brightened up a whole room with her smile, who would give something up of her own for somebody else.
And than there was me, I wasn't as fortunate as Sakura was. I was always the smart, okay-looking, okay-smelling girl. I was just okay; there was nothing exceptionally bright about me, I had never dated, and I rarely smiled. Sakura for some reason either felt sorry for me or really thought I was something special. Whatever reason I don't know and now it doesn't really matter.
Throughout high school, we became very close friends. And then she met him, Sasuke Uchiha. In our senior year that is.
Unlike every other girl, I didn't have an unhealthy addiction. And Sakura didn't have to have one, he supposedly wanted her already. There begins the 'dating Sasuke Uchiha arc'. I can't tell you how many times Sakura had sketched Sasuke's face, sighed dreamily over it, balled it up and drew another on only this time it was slightly different. His hair might have been darker or his smirks more smirk like. They all looked the same to me but I didn't tell her that. She wouldn't have listened to me anyway because she was in love.
All I did was smile (I had become more expressive by that time) and tell her the one thing any best friend would have told a girl in love. "I hope he feels the same way." And apparently he did because after about a year of dates, and Sakura getting home very late, he asked her to marry him.
The only thing Sakura told me was in a breathless whisper and it was night before she was due to marry. "He loves me, Hinata, he loves me." And I told her what any other best friend would have told a girl in love.
"Of course, he loves you Sakura."
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"Did they start yet?" Naruto whispered to me as he took a seat beside me on the pew. I shook my head and he breathed a sigh of relief. Instantly, he turned to me and grinned. I smiled back but silently hushed him.
"It's about to start now."
Understanding, Naruto sat upright and looked a head. Right before the first pew was a small white stool, the priest of matrimony stood before it. Sasuke was standing behind the white stool. He was dressed appropriately in a black suit. His arms hung loosely at his side.
He didn't look nervous which was expected. I had known him for a considerable amount of time and yet I didn't know much about him. Only two times in all my time of knowing him had I spoken to him. The first time, I had said sorry because I had stepped on his foot. The second time was when he had stopped by our apartment looking for none other than Sakura. Sakura had run out on an errand and thankfully had gotten back before I could do anything that would cause us to be on bad ends.
"Hinata…we're starting." I felt Naruto's breath tickle my ear. I nodded.
The music started and everyone got quiet while Sakura and her father walked down the aisle. I couldn't help, like everybody else, stare at her with wide eyes. She was so beautiful with her waist length exotic pink hair, her slender and curvy figure fitting the dress perfectly, and her bright and ready green eyes. All attention was focused on her as it always had been.
So that was why I was surprised when Naruto had whispered into my ear yet again tickling it. "You look really pretty today." At first I had thought he had meant Sakura. I thought he said "She looks really pretty today." Meaning Sakura, but it became obvious after that he wasn't.
I tried my best to hide my shock. "Thank you, Naruto. But don't you think today Sakura should be getting all the compliments?"
He laughed lightly. "Sakura has always gotten compliments from me. I don't think one compliment less would hurt."
I didn't reply because my attention was than focused on the two in front of the priest of matrimony. Such a lovely couple, I had thought with a smile on my face. This tale of love would certainly be one I would tell my kids kid's when I got older.
"Nice-looking couples aren't they?" Naruto's breath once again tickled my ear as he asked the question. My whole body tingled and I answered.
"Yes, they are. Unfortunately some of us aren't as fortunate as they are." I hadn't exactly meant to say that last part and I instantly regretted opening my mouth. Naruto certainly would think I was jealous and I didn't want to give him the pleasure of knowing he was right.
"Jealous? That's rather interesting, Hinata. You don't seem the type but than again any girl or woman for that matter would be jealous." He mocked me and I turned my attention back to Sasuke and Sakura. Vows were being said and pictures were being snapped.
I noticed earlier that a few people will notebooks had snuck in and had sat in the back. I assumed they were journalists and I was right judging from the swift sound of pen on paper. It would be interesting to see what they had written.
"If only it were true…don't let your jealously be wasted on Sakura, Hinata. She doesn't know what she's getting into." Naruto whispered into my ear only this time the tingle didn't come because I was trying to interpret what he had just said. When I understood what he was saying, I frowned. Why would he say such a thing?
I turned to him my eyebrows furrowed and he didn't seem surprised. "Why would you say that? What could you possibly know?"
"I know Sasuke." He pointed out.
"So? That doesn't have any meaning at—" I was interrupted by his hand clutching mine and pulling me up. I hadn't noticed that Sasuke and Sakura were now walking down the aisle. Not as boyfriend and girlfriend but as husband and wife.
Everybody had stood up and turned to watch them leave. I stared at Sakura's bright face as she gently held onto Sasuke's arm. A smile graced her glossed lips. Naruto was wrong; Sakura knew exactly what she was getting into. She was in love after all. Love is as useful as a rubber band. I had read once. A rubber band has many uses and is very useful but sooner or later it'll pop and you can't put it back together again unless you tie it and we all know how difficult it is to keep a popped rubber band and still find it useful.
"You're wrong, Naruto. Sakura knows what she's getting into." I said softly as his hand slowly left mine.
He said nothing.
"She loves him…and he loves her back." Sakura told me he said it. He wouldn't lie would he?
Naruto did nothing but stare at me with his light blue eyes and I stared back at him. He finally said, "Are you sure about that, Hinata?"
I nodded. "I'm sure."
I had always been the one with doubts and worries but not this time. Sakura was too clever to throw her life away because she chose wrong. She knew better…she was smart enough to know who loved her and who deceived her.
I had faith in Sakura and she had never once, in all of our years of being together, let me down.
Little did I know that I would very soon be proved wrong.
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A little short, I know but later chapters will be longer.
Thank you for reading!