In a Juvenile Detention Center miles from Konoha city, a tall kid with short brown hair and a red bandana over his forehead walked out, finally free. He blinked his white eyes in the sunlight and stretched.
"C'mon Aaron!" Neji shouted. "Are you missing all the boys in the shower?"
"Piss off." Aaron said. Aaron Hyuga was a distant relative to Neji and Hinata from America. He had moved to Japan to 'get closer with his family' and, after three months, had punched Hinata's father in the face, shouting 'I'm tired of your shit!' That, of course, landed Aaron in jail, as well as getting a seal on his forehead.
"Catch!" Neji said, tossing a box to Aaron. Aaron caught it, quickly opening it.
"You are the best friend I've ever had," Aaron smiled, and took the bandana off of his forehead. Then, he tightened the white Konoha headband over his forehead. "When can I see Hinata?"
"Hinata, Hinata, Hinata." Neji said. "Sheesh. You won't see her all summer. She never leaves the house, and her father has a restraining order on you."
"Damn." Aaron said. "At least I'm in the same grade as her. Thanks for bringing me all of my work, dude."
"Anything for you," Neji smiled, patting his cousin on the back. "Want to get some food?"
"I haven't had food in a year," Aaron said. "I wouldn't feed the crap in there to Hiashi."
The two laughed. "Looks like you still hate him." Neji smiled.
"Hey, he deserved that black eye." Aaron shrugged.
A/N: Sorry if Neji acts oddly around Aaron. And yes, those floppy blue pajamas are a recurring item in my stories (read the next few paragraphs.)-MN1
Several months later
Hinata woke up, yawning.
'First day of school,' Hinata thought glumly, sitting up in bed. Her long black hair went down her blue floppy pajamas' back. Hinata had changed a lot after Aaron had socked her father in the face, becoming less shy as her father grew to like her more. Hinata got dressed and went downstairs, smiling at her family.
"Good morning," her father nodded, smiling behind the newspaper.
"Morning." Hinata nodded, and sat across from her father. She saw a small headline, but her father gave the paper to Hanabi so she could read the comics before Hinata finished reading it. Hinata quickly ate her breakfast, then hugged her family goodbye, eager to go to school to see her friends.
"Have a good day." Hiashi said.
"Good luck!" Her mother said.
On the sidewalk she noticed a red line across the road about fifty feet from her house.
'That's odd...' Hinata noted and, as soon as she crossed it, a teenager walked towards her. He was fairly muscular, and had short brown hair. Thinking that she was going to be attacked, she attacked first.
"Hey H-!" Aaron had to dodge several attacks, slowly moving back while talking. "Hinata, it's me! Aaron! Stop it!"
Hinata realized that he was telling the truth and stopped attacking, blushing. "Sorry. What happened to your hair?"
"I shaved it off before getting tossed in jail." Aaron said. "Speaking of hair, yours is much longer. And didn't you have a cute stutter?"
"Did you just say my stutter was cute?"
"No. You probably noticed the red paint on the road, didn't you?"
Hinata nodded.
"Well, I put it there because your father put a restraining order on me. After you pass that line, I can say hi. Then you can attack me, and I can dodge." Aaron said. "I got better at fighting in prison."
"It sucks you're not in my grade." Hinata said. "You were friends with everyone."
Aaron held up a paper. "I am in the same grade as you," Aaron smiled. "Neji helped me out a lot."
Hinata looked Aaron over now that she knew that he wasn't going to attack her. He wore jeans, sandals, and a long-sleeve black-and-white shirt.
"Should someone who just got out of jail wear that?" Hinata asked.
"We don't actually wear black-and-white stripes, you know. We wear orange jumpsuits." Aaron said, walking towards the school. "I hope I don't hear a lot of prison shower jokes."
"What do you mean by that?" Hinata asked, a bit confused.
"Wow." Aaron said, scratching the back of his head. "You really don't get out much."