A/N Hello! I just wanted to write a few things before you read the story. 1. I am one of two writers on this account, you can call me Shizu-chan. 2.I apologise that this chapter is fairly short. I'd make it longer, but I wrote this solely to introduce my main character, Hinata-chan. This story is Au (I still don't know what that means, but I suppose it has to do with "modern times") and I will bring in a lot of other Naruto characters. I'm sorry that not much happens in this chapter, like I said, it was to introduce Hinata, her way of thinking, her passions, what she looks like, and to get the plot moving. I added Konohamaru to this story to add some dialogue, and advance the story quicker. 3. I will do my best to keep everyone in character, but some slip ups may occur 4. I will mention this next chapter, for some forgetful people,but Hinata does not change her name when she arrives at the school. My reasons for this being, that if I did, that would be quite confusing and also because, after doing my research, I found that the name Hinata, as feminine as it is, is also a BOY name.Ok,enjoy!

Disclaimer I do not own Naruto or any of characters associated with the show, manga, etc.

Prologue

Orphan. Funny word, don't you think? When you say it repeatedly, it doesn't feel real, like it was just some gibberish you made up. However, many things don't feel "real." They feel strange, foreign, and fake, like that word. Orphan. A child or adult without any parents, and sometimes even blood relatives. Many people would be devastated to learn that their parents died, or were already gone from them, but, if you're like me, how can you miss what you've never had?

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Hyuuga Hinata is a very shy girl on the outside, and quite a deep thinker for an 18-year-old girl. Orphaned at the young age of three, her neighbors dumped her in a small orphanage in Osaka.

Long indigo hair wreathed her face and neck, mauve eyes set on a heart shaped face. Hinata was 5'4, with a fairly small chest (B cup), and she finished up the tomboy look by wearing the hand-me-down boy clothes that the orphanage provided.

But, in all honesty, she could care less about the way she looked. She was an artist, one who saw things, not one that was seen, except through her art. And being an artist, over the 15 years she had spent in the orphanage, she had virtually no friends her age, as she was always to busy spending time daydreaming, or immersed in her drawings. 15 years ago, today, her birthday, she had been left at the orphanage. 15 long years of loneliness and the feeling that she was missing something important. The feeling only went away when she drew, and dreamt.

Now she was finally close to her dream, being a professional artist. But to be a renowned artist, she had to be noticed first. So, in reality her dreams where as far away as ever…no…Hinata was absolutely determined to make her one dream come true, nothing would interfere. She had applied to the best college for art around, and the results would come back today, saying yes, she was accepted. Hinata would soon pack everything she owned, and leave the day after her birthday. Hinata was going to do whatever it took to be the best, and if the best meant she had to fake being a man, so be it. For, when she sent in her test to the Tokyo Academy of the Arts, she had known that great risks would come, because Tokyo's best art school…was an all male school.

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A very small, pale hand came crashing down on the annoying clock that had disturbed her sleep. Hyuuga Hinata sat up in bed groggily wondering what day it was. A shock went through her as she realized that today was the day she was to go to Tokyo, to her dream school. And she hadn't even begun to disguise herself as a male!

She leapt out of her small bed and ran into the bathroom across the hall. Sadly, she was still in the dreadful orphanage, but today Hinata was going to take her freedom! After taking a hasty shower, she grabbed a pair of scissors and stared at herself in the mirror. She gulped and started to cut away at her hair, her one pride. Long, thick curly blue tresses fell into the trashcan at her feet. Hinata looked up afraid that what she saw was going to be hideous, but no, Hinata just looked like…a boy. Well, a girly boy, but a boy at that.

Happy with her successfully hair cut, Hinata ran back to hr room and slipped her hand under her pillow and grabbed something soft. The soft "thing" was an extremely long piece of cloth. Smiling, Hinata ran back into the bathroom, blessing her genius (and thanking the cross-dresser shop). Stripping off her shirt and bra, she placed the cloth on her chest and wove it around and around, and tied it off at the top of her chest. She surveyed her self in the mirror once more, excited at the results. Her chest was now flat, restrained by the cloth.

And for her final step, Hinata slipped on a baggy shirt, camo pants, and put on a slightly old baseball cap. Now fully dressed as a man, she picked up her one suitcase and set of art supplies. She turned and took one last look at her room, the room she had slept, cried and lived in for the past 15 years. As much as she hated the orphanage, she would miss her room. Sighing, she set off down the hall. All she had to do was leave, and she would be one more step closer to her dreams.

"Hinata-chan! You're leaving? For good?"

So close. So very close. Hinata's hand rested on the door. But resisting the urge to run out, she turned and faced the small boy, smiling slightly.

"Hinata...what did you do to your hair?" He was even more confused now.

"K-konohamaru-kun…c-can you k-keep a secret?"

He nodded and looked at her with wide eyes. "Yes, Hina-chan."

"I made it into Tokyo Academy."

Konohamarus' eyes widened in shock. Even though he was only 13 he was certainly not naïve. "Hina-chan, if you're discovered…it's an all boy school…what if someone finds out…you might get hurt!"

Hinata gave the boy a hug. "T-thank you for b-being c-concerned, but don't worry, I will not be discovered. Don't I look like a g-g-guy? Ano…a-and, there's an all girl High S-s-school next d-door. Those college boys will be o-ogling them while I…ano… pursue my dreams!" She got up and ruffled his hair. "B-bye K-konohamaru-kun. I-I will send you my d-dorm n-number s-so you can v-visit me….i-in the m-mail" She pushed the door open and stepped into the sunlight.

"…Bye, Hina-chan."

Freedom! The feeling she had ached for was now hers to experience. Pulling herself up to her full height, she strode to the train station and was pulled steadily away from her home.