hmfan: So, I got this idea...but the plot is a lot like His Way. and You Break Her You Buy Her and Breakaway, but no plagiarism, cuz I own 'em. It'll be romantic comedy for a bit, and yes, it's SasuHina onesided for a while. Stole the title from a quote I read.
disclaimer: Shouldn't these go at the end? It has the prefix, "dis-" meaning I once claimed it, but I didn't. Anyway, I do not own Naruto or any of its characters, my creditcard was denied.
Here Regardless
Prologue: Acquaintance
"Are you going to go?" Sasuke stood on the outside of a little alley in the manor next to Hinata. He taunted her, "You have Byakugan, don't you? It shouldn't even be scary."
She stuck her tongue out, "But you hit the ball back there."
The Uchiha manor was bustling that afternoon. All was well.
"Grrr...you should have hit it back like we've been doing all morning long! You're a stinky sparring partner."
Hinata leaned against the bricks, looking up to the sky, "It's almost lunch time, is Itachi-kun coming?"
Sasuke rose his eyebrow, "Is that all you're thinking about: lunch?"
She giggled, shaking her head and blushing, "No, silly," without thinking she revealed, "I'm thinking about your brother." Realizing what she said, she covered her mouth with both her hands, "But you better not tell him!" She turned away.
Poor Sasuke's eyes widened. His face was redder than hers, "W-What?" He looked away as well, "You like my brother or something? That's sick. He's so cool, there's no way he'd like someone like you!"
Hinata's eyes watered, tears streamed down her cheeks, "Don't say that..." she mumbled.
"Because of your eyes, because of your stupid smile, because of your pale skin, and especially because of your girly blush, there's no way he'd like you." He blushed, scratching the back of his neck, "But, Hinata, I find y-..." She was gone.
Tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap...
An immature, obnoxious little Hyuuga brat scurried down the hall. The stealth she exhibited before had rivaled the Uchiha clan. She stumbled, tripped, and skidded, colliding into maids and servants, whose arms were full of whatever they were going about at the time.
The young lady was soon approaching her teens. She neared her older sister's bedroom and busted through the door, "Neechan!" Out of breath, and red in the face, she looked up, "Neechan, you must listen!"
An older young lady sat in a chair with a book in hand. She then folded it in her lap. For a ninja, she was one of few who acted like a maiden "should". "Yes?" Her eyes fully open, exposing the full moon-like orbs within them, she inquired her sister's urgent message. Fearing it'd be tragic, she felt her heart race, "What is it, Hanabi?"
Hanabi looked up, with an intimidating smirk. Her eyebrows furrowed, enhancing her impish appearance, "Uchiha Sasuke is you new suitor. He's downstairs talking to Dad right now. I know you like that blond idiot, so when you decline this Uchiha, can you pass him to me? He is hot."
The maiden dropped her book and darted in the direction Hanabi came from. Neji was standing at the stairway, blocking it, "Hinata-sama, you cannot pass." His voice bared fear and disappointment.
"Sasuke is here, isn't he? You can't let him talk to my father! You of all people know what he's capable of."
Neji's eyebrow rose, "Which one?"
"Both!" She put her hand to her head, sighed, and paced back and forth. The Hyuuga Estate had a balcony overlooking the entire meeting room. Hinata and Neji were on the fifth floor while the meeting was taking place on the first. The distance blocked off most sound, "Hia- I mean, Father, has his power as his pedestal. His investments go towards more power. Sasuke knows how to talk up his power to be the most there ever was. My father, seeking power, chooses Sasuke to marry off his weak little heiress." She imagined it unfolding.
"Are you okay? It's just a meeting."
Hinata was not okay. Most may look at her presently, rethinking her character, but at times like these she reverts back to her old nature. That's how she'd put it, but hormones and time would be a reasonable explanation. How could someone remain that calm all the damn time, she said once, to a shocked field of her teammates before storming away.
Silly of Neji to underthink this, but his excuse would be the time of the night. That soon went away when he saw Hinata drop down five stories from the balcony to the floor. He leaned over it, to watch the potential ambush. "Has she finally lost it?"
Hiashi, not surprised, looked up, "Finally, you arrived."
She looked up at the two, eyes half-closed, "Father, you returned from your mission suddenly, and Sasuke, you returned."
Her suitor smirked, crossing his arms, "Hey, I know you." He mocked her, "Weren't you the little girl who blushed too much?" This, to him, was amusing, to say the least. Everyone knew, he'd be back to take her away. Everyone except her.
His hair was 'combed' backwards, as it has for years, and he wore a black shirt and pants. The headband he once wore was no longer tied around any part of his body. It's been three years since he first left the village. She hoped it'd be more.
Sasuke bit his lower lip. Hinata was dressed in a simple gown with the Hyuuga flame on the back. Her ponytail was made messily. He didn't think it was possible for her to become anymore attractive than the last time he saw her.
Surprisingly, she played along, "I know you, too. You're the jackass that betrayed me and my village. Don't I hate you?"
Hiashi pounded on the table twice, "Stop it, you two. Can't you stop behaving like children for one second?" He flipped a sheet of paper and stared at it. He cleared his throat, "You can't just come in here and take away my worthless daughter. You must show me. After all, you did, indeed, betray Konoha. I need to earn your trust." Hinata smiled as Sasuke frowned. "My daughter, if anything, has good judgment."
"You mean it?" Hinata was elated.
"But our deal!" Sasuke shouted.
"That was when you were five years old, boy. You can't expect me to follow through on such a promise."
He would have made her a promise, too.
But he made a mistake, "Hinata!" yet he ran after her.
Unexpectedly, he was caught by his brother. "Lunch." Itachi threw him over his shoulder, and walked in the direction of their home.
At the table, Sasuke ate his food slowly. He couldn't stop glaring at his brother. 'How can I eat when Hinata-hime loves him?' He daydreamed of his brother turning from a dragon to a knight and for himself turning from a knight into a dragon. That's not how the story went.
"Is something-..." Mikoto, his mother, hesitantly inquired. Sasuke was known for his meaningless brooding.
He stood to his feet, and pounded on the table. "Aniki, were you aware Hinata-hime is in love with you?" Itachi raised an eyebrow, and nodded. It didn't take a genius to figure this out. In fact, Mikoto and Fugaku nodded as well. They went back to their lunch. Sasuke blushed, "Well, you can't have her! She's my friend and...and..."
"Aw, Sasuke-chan, that's so sweet. You should help me make her a bento." Mikoto cooed, and began to reminisce about a Hyuuga heir's taste for romance. "Her father made me one when I was your age." Fugaku grunted. "But of course it was your father who," she sighed, "stole it and ate it and I married him instead." He sunk in his seat, embarrassed.
"No! A bento isn't enough, Mom, I love her!" he tried to make such a sensitive sentence sound as tough as he could.
Itachi waved his hand back and forth, indicating how uninterested he was in a girl five years his junior. The only mildly intriguing thing about the entire conversation was Sasuke's sudden declaration of love for the Hyuuga heiress. In fact, to the Uchiha, that was enough to suggest something. "Marry her. Have kids. Girls like that type of stuff." He continued eating.
Sasuke-chan's face grew even redder. Fugaku grunted again, "Don't give him any ideas, Itachi. You know the history between Hyuugas and Uchihas."
"Hush, Fugaku, the only reason you say that is because Hiashi had a big crush on me back at the academy. I think if Sasuke-chan is in love and Hinata...-hime loves him too, they should get married." She crossed her arms, as if confirming the statement as fact.
The youngest Uchiha stormed out of the room, and soon everyone was finished with their meals. The sun was in the sky, directly above them. It was noon. Mikoto held her tea close to her, looking up, "My little Uchiha prince..." She sipped a bit, "Have you truly fallen at such a young age?"
Hmfan: The plot will get darker, but my heart is too weak to write such things. If you're good with metaphors the opening flashback had a lot of foreshadows; if you're better than me then you probably are thinking too hard. Let's see, in my magical orb, I predict: a tragic event, a magic event (not really...it just rhymed), a fucked-up triangle, a bet, interference from cannon, a revelation expressed as a poem (song if you wish), past alliances, and a bit gothic love. I recently read Jane Eyre... go muses.
Huge thanks to my beta. I know I've had others in the past, but I forgot their names. Sad to say, but I do not know her fanfiction account name. On deviantart she's bjorkbus (Wow, I just found that out. Have you seen her artwork? It's all so glorious.)