Hobbies: flowers

Hello everybody!!! I'm back on fanfiction with my first ever Naruto fic!!! (Claps are heard)

Naruto: Why do you have a boom box with clapping noises?

S-A-K-G: It doesn't just have clapping noises, it has cheering, and other things too.

Naruto: ...

S-A-K-G: Hey, I wanted to feel special when I got back okay?

Naruto: Not that that's not weird or anything but I think that you should get rid of that thing...

S-A-K-G: No!!!!(Gets out her sword)

Naruto: Seriously get that thing out of here

S-A-K-G: No!!!(Runs away)

Naruto: Well... enjoy the story. (Chases S-A-K-G)

(P.S. Sasuke and Naruto's hobbies are switched.)

Hinata was walking down the street alone. She didn't have any were specific in mind, just a walk around her beloved home town of Kanoha. She really wasn't paying attention to were she was going, just letting her feet walk as if they had minds of there own. She had know idea were she was going or why as she went, lost in her own daze. Finally she seemed to be at her destination and stopped. She looked around and noticed that she was surrounded by flowers once again.

"It's been a while," she whispered to no one in particular. She looked around; she had been her many times before. Though she really didn't know were here was.

0o0 (flashback)

Hinata had woken from her painful slumber. She cried her self to sleep once again after her father took Neji and Hinabi out to eat with out her. She was never good enough for him, not a good enough heir, not a good enough fighter, and now, she was not a good enough daughter. But what else was knew. She was a disappointment to the world. And lately, she could not go to sleep unless she cried.

'Were do imperfections like me belong?' Hinata thought. She asked herself this question time and time again, but never did she find the answer. "Why?" she asked. "Why do I live in this world?" she asked the darkness of her room

'To suffer' she thought bitterly. 'To be the laughing stock of others,' she thought. She sat there in the darkness, her painful thoughts smothering her in the blanket of slow and true depression. She may look okay to the outside world, but she was in true pain when ever she was alone. But Hinata was stronger than she looked, shaking off the depression was something she had done time, and time again.

"I refuse to be worthless," she took a breath; "I will get stronger." She said aloud, not caring for her noise level assuming that every one was a sleep. Hinabi and Neji were both listening at the door. They both cared for Hinata very much, and it hurt them to hear her hurt. They encouraged her, they did all they can do for her, but both of them knew that she will never achieve the level the she wants. They had no true faith that she could become any stronger, but they had hope. All they could do for her was cheer her on and push her a little farther in hopes that she will get as strong as she wants to be, though they doubted it, they new that the were one of the only things keeping her going. Suddenly they hear Hinata move around.

"What is she doing Neji?" Hinabi asked.

"It sounds like..." He paused listening closely. "I don't know, maybe she's going back to bed," he said.

He couldn't be more wrong, Hinata put her jacket on and jumped out the window and ran.

Where did she run to? Right here, to the flowers, they were so beautiful and there sent was so soothing she loved it. She went there a lot; they were just to perfect to stay away from for long. The problem was she didn't know exactly where here was. She ran without thinking, she still didn't know how she ever managed to get there.

She didn't care though; she was there and was going to make the most of it. She went over to some of they flowers, looking at them until her eyes came across a particular set of flowers.

They looked like Roses, but slightly bigger, they had a thick stem that held the flower so proudly, the petals were blue and white. That was what interested her, some of the petals on the flowers were blue, and some were white. The petals were naturally colored, but the mix of blue and white looked like it was arranged by a human hand, set perfectly in a random order that always looked beautiful.

Hinata touched the flowers carefully, as if her touch would break them. Slowly she pulled it, snapping the steam carefully; she pulled it to her face smelling the flower. It's beautiful aroma tickled her noise and she sighed. She was so lost in her world she didn't notice the boy in the tree watering the flowers he tended to so often. And like wise, the boy didn't notice her ether. Both were in there own worlds; but just then, the boy watered the flowers Hinata was picking, causing a clash of the worlds.

"AAAHH!!!" Hinata screamed as she felt a splash of cold water. Both Hinata and the boy woke from there worlds. Hinata looked up to see none other than the Sasuke Uchiha. Sasuke looked at her, 'Hyugga,' he thought looking at her. Hinata took off her wet jacket and Sasuke go a good look at her. His eyes almost flew out of there sockets, Hinata Hyugga had the best body he had ever had the pleasure to see. All of her curves were perfect, everything was just right. And Sasuke sure got an eye full since her shirt was sticking to her body slightly. Hinata wasn't paying attention to Sasuke, she was more concerned with her jacket, she wanted to put it back on, but it was wet. She looked over to Sasuke wondering what he was doing and why he wet her. She noticed his staring, she wondered why. She was about to ask him about it when she remembered that she wasn't wearing her jacket.

Hinata may be naive, but she wasn't stupid. She new that, despite popular belief, she had a full grown body. That's why she always wore her jacket, to stop the attention she would most likely receive. Hinata put her jacket in front of her, much to the Uchiha's dismay. He looked up to see her blushing madly; he himself blushed and looked away to see the flowers resting by her side.

"Hun, so your the one who's been picking the flowers," he said smoothly. Hiding the embarrassment of getting caught looking at her and disappointment of not being able to look.

At first Hinata didn't react, still embarrassed, until his words finally registered in her mind.

"O-oh, Hai... so-sorry I di-didn't know th-that this garden wa-was yours," Hinata replied nervously.

"Hu, so what are you picking them for?" Sasuke said waving it off. To tell the truth, he was glad that it was Hinata and not Ino or Sakura. If the ever found out about his garden, they would come all the time. Probably worship the flowers they picked from his secret garden. But with Hinata, she'd probably never come back. It was interesting really; Hinata was the only girl in Kanoha that didn't seem to have a crush on him. Even Tenten had shown signs that she had a small crush on him. Sasuke was startled out of his thoughts when he heard her speak.

"I-I was p-picking them- the flowers- t-to press," she said pointing her fingers together. She was nervous about talking to the Uchiha, she had herd of his temper from Naruto and seen first hand what he was capable of at the Chunin exams. S he looked nervous, though Sasuke didn't notice as he took a moment thinking.

'Press? What dose that mean?' Sasuke thought looking at Hinata as if he thought she were crazy. "What-, what dose that mean," he asked finally, his curiosity getting the best of him. He was starting to worry himself, he had been talking to Hinata for more than a few seconds and not tried to brush her off, in fact, he was the one continuing the conversation.

It was Hinata's turn to look at him funny. 'He doesn't know what pressing flower is?' Hinata took a moment and remembered that he asked her a question. "I-it means... it's w-when yo... you p-put flowers in a-a b-book," she said struggling with how to explain it. She saw Sasuke's face increase in confusion and knew what was coming next.

"Why would you put flowers in a book?" he asked. Hinata was ready to answer his question this time.

"To keep the beauty of the flower," she said. Sasuke just keep looking at her, expecting a better answer. "Eventually the flower will die, but if you press the flower, even when it's wilted and dried up, it will still hold that beauty it had when you first picked it. Like a picture, time will move on, and eventually the memory will fade, but you have the picture to remind you of what happened," she explained. Sasuke looked amazed, although he didn't quite understand, it sounded so beautifully poetic, that he wanted to try; though he would never admit it.

"Can I... see?" he asked Hinata. He walked over to her and picked up the flowers that were on the floor. He twirled around on of the flowers in his fingers, only to help his charm; he really wanted to see this.

"H-hai... but I n-need to-to get my thi-things at ho-home," she said nervously. Sasuke looked kind of cute, a bouquet of flowers in one hand a single flower in the other, twirling it with his head bent slightly toward it. And his eyes: his eyes were beautiful, filled with pleading curiosity that you really couldn't resist. Sasuke Uchiha was, dare she think it, adorable.

"I'll... I'll walk with you," Sasuke said, trying to be polite, but at the same time didn't want her to run off on him.

"H-hai, th-thank you Uchiha-san," she said blushing slightly. Then she gave a smile, not a big one, but it was a true smile. Sasuke's heart skipped a beat. She was cute, her head bent slightly down, her hands behind her back, and she didn't have that over sized jacket, reveling a dark blue, small V-neck shirt with a netted shirt underneath. But most importantly, she was smiling a true, sincere smile. Then he realized 'I'm still thinking about her smile.' Sasuke blushed and handed the bouquet of flowers to her. Hinata took the bouquet, not noticing Sasuke blushing. Then she remembered that she had brought her bag with her.

"Oh, U-Uchiha-san, I might have my things with me," she said running towards her bag. She searched through it and finally found her book. "I for-forgot that I-I for got that I brought my special book with m-me," Hinata said blushing.

Sasuke looked at the book, 'special?' "What's special about it?" he asked.

"It has a lot of important memories in it," Hinata said laying the book on the floor. She opened it to the first page, in it was a white rose, it was completely dried up, but it still had its shape. She picked it up off the page gently and held it in between her self and Sasuke. He reached out to touch it but Hinata pulled away slightly. "This was one of the roses at my parent's wedding," she said as if explaining why he wasn't aloud to touch it. Sasuke's hand move again, but this time it grabbed Hinata's tiny hand in his. Hinata blushed, but didn't move, waiting for Sasuke to explain his actions. Sasuke smirked as he felt Hinata's hand in his, it his hand almost completely covered hers. Hinata too noticed the size difference and it made her smile, she didn't know why, but it did. She pulled her hand away and placed the flower gently into its home among the pages of her book. She flipped a couple of pages on picked up another flower. "This one was give to my mother at my baby shower," Hinata said showing it to him. Sasuke laughed at her enthusiasm, it was cute to see Hinata excited over something so simple.

"Hinata," Sasuke said getting her attention. She looked at him and her smile grew, he looked interested, that was something she thought she'd never see. Him, Sasuke Uchiha, with out that passive look of indifference she usually saw him wear. "Hinata, would you show me how you actually press the flower?" He seemed a bit shy to Hinata. She giggled, it was so cute, she couldn't help it.

"Hai, I will show you how Uchiha-kun," she said. She surprised Sasuke by not stuttering once in that sentence. Then he realized that Hinata calls him by his last name.

"You can call me Sasuke," he said. Sasuke was starting to worry himself. He was smiling way too much, and he was just noticing everything. He noticed her stuttering, he noticed her smiles, he noticed her body… something was defiantly wrong with him.

Hinata, how ever, was embarrassed, 'I must have insulted him," she thought. 'I mean I call everyone else by there first names except him.' Hinata looked apologetically at Sasuke. He saw her look and smiled.

"It's okay, just call me Sasuke from now on," he said. Hinata nodded and smiled again, she opened her book and flipped through, looking for a new page. Sasuke waited, trying his best to be patient, and trying his best not to look at her body. 'Really, since when am I a pervert… damn that Kakashi,' he cursed in his head.

0o0somewhere

Sneeze

Kakashi sniffed. "Somewhere someone is cursing me… probably Sasuke again."

Well that's it folks. I hope you enjoyed the first chap. Incase you can't tell its HinataxSasuke.

Hinata: You mean I'm not with Naruto-kun...

Sasuke: What? You don't like me Hinata? (Pretends to be really hurt.)

Hinata: N-no Sasuke-kun I like you...

Sasuke: Then will you give me a kiss to prove it?

Hinata: I... tha-that is I-I. (Blushes deeply)

S-A-K-G: (Nocks Sasuke over the head with... some thing)

S-A-K-G: Don't worry Hinata its okay now.

Sasuke: What the heck was that for!!!

S-A-K-G: Shut up, you're unconscious!!

Sasuke: What are you- (falls unconscious.)

S-A-K-G: Got to love the power of the writer.

Hinata: P-Please review... I d-don't want her to get m-mad.