OK people this is my first fanfic story its not completed not even sure where its going but if you like the beginning please read and review and let me know what you. I'm open for ideas and just to let you all know not all naruto characters are in this I changed a lot of things and it is only loosely based off the anime. Anyways Like it, hate it or love love it let me know what you think

Runaway Chick

Chapter 1

There she lay in bed just staring at the clock on her night stand just waiting for the right moment to leave this place once and for all. Laying there so many thoughts raced through her mind what if it didn't work out? What if she got caught? No! She couldn't think about the possibility of getting caught, if she did the consequences were to much to even think about. Heck she was still feeling the consequences of last week when she returned from school.

She didn't even have a chance to register what happened, one minute she was walking through the door the other she had been slammed into the wall and was getting punch after punch. No time to breathe. No time to think. Had to protect her face. Curling into a ball she just waited for it to be over. Just remembering the bruises on her body began to hurt all over again.

Another glance at the clock told her it was time. Sitting up she moved the covers to the side and got out of bed. She slipped on a pair of shoes and crept to the door slipping it open just a crack to listen for any sounds. Upon hearing none, she walked over to her closet and grabbed her backpack along with all the cash she had saved for the last two years. Bag in hand, she crossed to her window opened it ,climbed out and started walking down the driveway. Halfway she stopped, looked back one last time, said goodbye and continued on her way, silently disappearing into the night.

The next day, waking from a bad dream, she looked around disoriented. Not remembering where she was, it took minute before it all came back to her. She realized she was at the train station waiting for the next train to anywhere in particular... yeah... that was her plan. Okay, so maybe she didn't know where she was going but figured she'd know it when she got there.

With that last thought she looked down at her wristwatch, saw that she had ten minutes to spare and headed to the bathroom. She went directly for the sink and looked at herself in the mirror. Brown eyes, black hair and plain face. Who would give her a second glance? Usually she hated that about herself, hated that she was so plain, but in this situation it served to her advantage. Bending down she rummaged through her bag until she found what she was looking, for her hair brush and toothbrush.

Once she was done, she headed out and went straight for the hotdog stand.

"Good morning. What can I prepare for you?" Inquired the vendor.

"Um, can I have two plain hotdogs with just ketchup please?" She asked quietly.

"Sure thing hon. Here you go. That will be $3.50" He replied.

Grabbing the hot dogs, she handed him a five dollar bill, looked at her watch and took off running.

"Keep the change!" She yelled.

"All aboard!" Called the conductor.

Hinata picked up her pace and jumped on the steps. Once inside she searched for a place to sit. Looking around she saw a seat in the front, but it was to close for comfort to other people. Further down she saw a group of seats across from a couple, but decided against it because they seemed the chatty type. She opted for sitting all the way in the back where a bunch of seats stood isolated away from other passengers. Perfect.

Heading back, she kept her eyes on the floor, not wanting to draw attention to herself. Once there she sat down, shifted around a bit, got comfortable and looked out the window, her mind wandering to everything that had happened. By this time her disappearance would have been noticed and her heart pounds just thinking about her father's reaction. He would be furious if he ever got a hold of her again.

She sighed and watched the trees pass her by. Little by little, she was leaving behind this town that had forsaken her long ago. The year her mother died it all went downhill. Her father became so abusive, always drinking. Lately that abuse had taken on a turn for the worse. He started looking at her the way no father should look at his daughter. That was around the time she decided to leave and set her plan in motion.

Suddenly her thinking was brought a stop by the sound someone clearing there throat.

Looking up she heard a voice say "Ticket please."

"Yes sir." she replied fumbling around, frantically searching her pockets.

For what seemed like an eternity she looked. She was getting even more nervous as the ticket man just stood there impatiently tapping his foot. He scowled at her in disapproval, making her even clumsier in her search. She hated negative attention. It made her self conscious. Finally she found it and held it up for him. He snatched it from her hands stamped it and and handed it back. With one last look of contempt, he continued on his way. Not knowing where exactly the train was heading she decided it was for the best. In reality she just needed to get as far away as possible, so far away he wouldn't be able to find her. Gone without a trace, she needed a new life and a new look , which reminded her she still needed to die her hair and with that she opened her bag and looked around until she found her hair die and a black towel. Smiling she got up and started making her way to the bathroom. Once there she got inside locked the door and and started setting up. She set the two little bottles on the sink she grabbed one and pored the contents of one into the other. She then put the top back on and shacked until it was all mixed, then she grabbed the scissors and looked at herself in the mirror. Grabbing a handful and started cutting until it just came down to just above the shoulder. Once done she looked at herself and felt somewhat relieved. She hated her long hair. Absolutely dispiced it because HE loved long hair, especially since he found it was easy to grab her by it. Dividing her hair into four sections she grabbed the bottle and began applying the hair die. starting at the roots until it was thoroughly colored and made her way down the base of her hair. Once it was done she put a bag over her hair set her wristwatch timer for thirty five minutes sat down and waited. 35 minutes later she was cursing the fact that the sink was to small for her to rinse her whole head all at once so she settled with rinsing sections at a time. And in that instant the train came to a halt rather sudden causing her to lose her footing and slamming into the wall.

"oww" she cried clutching at the back of her head. Knock, knock...

"is everything alright in there?" came a male sounding voice

" um yeah everything is okay..." she replied nervously

" are you sure? Because that sounded like it hurt. A lot." said the voice sounding somewhat amused.

"yes I'm okay now please... leave me alone I I'm kind of busy at the moment." the words left her mouth before she even realized how her voice kind of sounded strained. Please go away, please go away, she whispered to no avail .

"yea I can tell you have been in there for about 45 minutes" he chuckled.

All of a sudden it got really hot and she could feel her face start to redden. This was so humiliating why was she even talking to him shes in the restroom for crying out loud she should just ignore him yep that's what she would do and so with that she got up finished rinsing her hair and began towel drying it. Once she was done she looked up. And almost fainted. "oh my god!" she shrieked the lady said it would be auburn not fire engine red. Great she looked like a clown and it didn't seem like it was gonna come come out so with a resigned sigh she put her hoodie back on cleaned up her mess and walked out the door keeping her head down hoping no one would notice her and went back to her seat.

" Hey wasn't your hair black before you came out of the restroom?"

looking up Hinata found herself looking into deep brown amused eyes and for a moment her mind went blank

" So that's what was taking you so long you were coloring your hair... so I take it didn't turn out so well." he stated

"Umm... I, I, guess you could say that" she replied rather timidly Oh way to go Hinata here is a boy talking to you and you have to stutter she mentally berated herself.

"The name is Kazuo Tanaka... so what's up with the hair? You mind if I sit with you?" he asked fidgeting

" sure I don't mind and its Hinata, " she replied already moving her stuff to the cornor on the floor by her seat.

"so... you gonna tell me about the hair?" he asked with a smile on his face.

"well it was supposed to be auburn. At least that's what the lady at the hair salon said." she said looking down into her hands feeling rather nervous that this strange boy was actually paying attention to her. She didn't have any real experience socializing her father made sure of that by home schooling her.

"Well I'm no expert but I don't think that its auburn" he said with a smile in his voice. After that they lapsed into a comfortable silence, making Hinata think that maybe he had fallen asleep. She decided to get a peak and looked up. What she didn't expect to find was him silently watching her almost as if he was trying to figure her out, looking directly into her eyes he held them for a minute before smiling and looking away.

"So where are you heading?" judging by length of time this train has been traveling your a long way from home."

oh crap! What does she say? She never even thought about a back story in case someone asked. Frantically searching her mind she tried to think of something to say. Not waiting for a reply from her he kept talking

" well since there is only one stop left I'm assuming your going to Konoha hidden village of the leaf. Am I right? Am I right?" he asked

"uh yea. That's where I'm going, I'm supposed to meet my mom there." she said in a rush. And with that he continued on talking. Ok, definitely really good looking, but man what a talker. She thought to herself. After a while she tuned him out only occasionally agreeing with or nodding at whatever he said. He was nice and definitely friendly she could use a friend.

"hello earth to Hinata" Kazuo said waving a hand in her face bringing her out of her thoughts.

"Sorry Kazuo I guess I spaced out."