Hn. Well, 'tis my second fic that doesn't involve Miamay, so I guess it will be good... but that, of course, is for you to decide! ANYway, please read and review and no flame's unless you want hate mail. Very, very nasty hate mail. -rubs hands with anticipation- Oh, and I don't own Naruto. I don't even really own this idea, it belongs to Blue Quartz Foxy, cuz she kindly let me write a sequal to her KakaHina story, Square One. So, yes...

Lee: YOUTHFUL BEGINNING!

Guy: YES LEE! -cue wave and sunset background-

Me: Er... -sweatdrop- Yes... well... on to the story! Hehe he hehe!

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Hinata walked towards her home. She was ready for sleep... so sleepy.. but she needed a bath and sleep could wait for her hygiene. She breathed a barely audible sigh of relief, unfortunatly heard by someone.

"Hinata-onii-san! You're back!"

Hinata visibly jumped at the sound of her little sisters excited squeal. Hanabi jumped on her sister, glomping her to the ground.

"H-Hanabi-Chan, p-please d-don't do that wh-when I j-just finished a mission." Hinata stammered.

"Sorry, onii-san." The dejected Hanabi stood up.

"N-no, it's alright, H-Hanabi-Chan, j-just p-please t-try to remember n-next time."

"Alrighty kadighty!"

"Ah. Hinata. You're back." A new voice joined their conversation.

"N-Neji-nii-san!" Hinata exclaimed happily. He smile/smirked, in the way only Neji can.

"Good to have you back, Hinata-Chan." (S/N: NO! There will be NO NejiHina! No kissing cousins! EW!)

Hinata smiled and inched towards the front door. Must... get... to bathroom... before...

"Hinata."

She winced. Too late.

"F-father." (S/N: Have any of you noticed father is just fat her? I have. And now you have. I'll stop inturrupting now.)

"You failed." It was a statement, not a question. He expected this all along.

"W-we failed to f-find Uchiha-san."

"Tch. It was probably your fault." Hiashi said, walking back inside. Neji and Hanabi glared openly at his retreating back while Hinata looked sadly at the ground.

"Don't worry, Hinata-onii-san. Someday he'll have some sense knocked into his fat head." Hanabi remarked, earning a slight smirk from Neji and a tiny giggle from Hinata.

"I am going to take a bath now, Neji-nii, Hanabi." They nodded and Hanabi gave her another hug before Hinata retreated to the safety of her bathroom, locking the door behind her and breathing a sigh of relief. She began to slip out of her clothes, undoing the cloth-bandage-thingie that held her breasts in place while she was training... and doing anything at all for that matter. She wasn't a Sakura or Ino, and chose to hide what she had.

It was then she realized that the book -if one could really call that writing literature- Kakashi-sensei had given her was in her pocket. She blushed and pulled it out, slipping into the already full -and warm- tub, Icha Icha in hand. She began reading.

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Oh, my. This is... is... I feel faint... Hinata thought as she neared chapter 20. So far, she had only a continuous blush on her cute little angels face. Now she felt as though she would be swallowed up by the earth for such an unholy act of reading she was commiting. Nonetheless, she continued to read.

Turns out she finished just as Hiashi tried to break the door down. She squeaked and hid the book the only place she could think of- in the water. She didn't think about it as she called, "Y-yes, f-father?"

"Be done soon! I have a suitor here for you!"

She winced as his footsteps -or rather minie earthquakes- faded away and pulled the book out. She gasped. Kakashi-sensei's book was ruined! What was she going to do? She couldn't by him a new one, if people saw that there would be hell to pay!

She scurried out of the bathroom to her bedroom, walking to the wardrobe and pulling out a yakuta, white with little purple lilies on it and, after rewrapping her cloth bandage around her chest, slipped into it. She tiptoed downstairs where she heard the voice.

"Yes, I do think I would be a good suitor for your beautiful daughter." She knew that voice! It was...

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Bahahaha! I present you; the first chappie! Brilliant, ne? Anyway, yes, I would like you to review on how you think of it, because I must say I think it's wonderfully awesome like a possum. Sorry for the cliffhanger- actually not. I want to make you squirm and beg for the next chappie!

Gaara: Actually, she couldn't think of the person, so she decided to give her brain a cool-down.

Me: -sweatdrop- Wh-what? How did you kn- I mean, uh, what are you doing here anyway? -points accusing finger-

Gaara: -shrugs- I don't know, your authors note.

Me: Anyway, please review and read the first part, Square One by the lovely Blue Quartz Foxy! I love her and her storys!