Future Fixtures
Prologue
In the Hyuuga compound, eighteen year old Hinata Hyuuga lay in her bed staring up at her white ceiling. Naruto, the love of Hinata's life, had past her by for Sakura once again. The pinkette had shot her a sheepish smile. Her green eyes clearly spelled out the words: "I'm sorry." Hinata sighed and rolled over in her bed. Her light lavender eyes landed on the white wall by her bed as she fought off tears. As she slipped into unconsciousness, those tears slipped free.
Meanwhile in the Hurano home, Sakura stared at a picture of Team 7. Her emerald green eyes were drawn mainly to one person. His dark hair stuck up at all angles and his equally dark eyes glared at Naruto who glared back equally. Sakura sighed. Back then, their rivalry had annoyed her; now she craved it. She would take that rivalry and run with it if it meant that Sasuke was back. Tears spilled from over her eyes as she stared at his picture. Her tears slapped the glass over his glaring face.
The moonlight glittered on her sobbing form. It highlighted the tears as they fell from her eyes. Then, almost as if the weight of her sorrow knocked her over, she fell back against the bed with the picture still in her hands. She clutched it closer to her. All of those attempts to find Sasuke and convince him to come home had been a complete failure. He had even attempted to kill her, to kill any reminder of Konoha. Her tears fell harder as she thought of the man that she loved who had strayed so far off the beaten path.
Soon, the moonlight shown on the sleeping woman; this time, it highlighted the tears that clung to her eyelashes. The picture still clutched against her chest.
Naruto lay awake in his apartment building. The entire place creaked and moaned as the wind hit the old wood. He could vaguely hear mice and cockroaches running around in the walls. His home was dump, he knew this, but he could afford no better. Maybe it was his financial status that Sakura found undesirable. After all, what woman wanted a man that lived in a place like this? A small sigh escaped his lips as the pinkette's crying eyes flashed into his mind. Her lips were begging that he bring Sasuke back. A small sigh slipped from his lips.
"Who am I kidding?" Naruto mumbled as he rolled over. "She only has eyes for teme…" He closed his pained blue eyes. The truth would always sting the hardest. Soon, the sick at heart boy sank into his dreams. At least there Sakura was his.
(A/N: Ah, so much angst in this chapter! Don't worry. It will be different next chapter. Okay, so the couples I am toggling with are Naruhina or Gaahina. Review or PM me to tell me what you think.)