Authors note: Oh hohoho! This is a fanfic revolving around a modern time with little miss Hinata as the main character. This might turn out to be a SasuHina fic, but there might be a little of each in there. Probably ShikaIno too. This is rated T for language and possible later violence.

WILL DEVELOP INTO MANY CHAPTERS. This is my big projecto-mundo.

LOLZ.

I'll be posting little tidbits up here and so on about the story so you don't bore yourselves out of mind reading this author's notes.

DISCLAIMER: I don't own the precious one called Naruto. -cries-

It wasn't like she hated her new school; it just didn't have that something about it that made her eager to show up each day. No bright and colorful walls, no teachers happily waving to each student as they left for the next class, not even a welcome for her- a new student.

Meet Hyuuga Hinata, a teenaged brainiac that has been to over six different schools in all her sixteen years of life. And to top it off she was the heir to the Hyuuga mansion, which didn't exactly make things easier for her, so the shy student preferred to keep that detail to herself. Hinata was indeed a shy, and not very expressive female in fact, she often found herself wishing to curl up into a corner and disappear to avoid any possible situation that might cause embarrassment.

Her cobalt blue hair barely grazed her shoulders as she sat in her first period class with her head in her hands. The school was all right, normal core classes, average teaching methods, nothing out of the ordinary. But out of the ordinary was what Hinata liked best. She loved the way her old teachers would mix in fun activities with the lessons, making learning so much more entertaining. Hinata and her friends would laugh and clap as the teacher would demonstrate levels of gravity by juggling unusual items that the students picked out from among his desk. Laughing… something that the teenager had yet to see at her new school, Kona High.

Hinata's thoughts came immediately to a stop as she heard her name being yelled several times over and over.

"Miss Hyuuga!" A young male called out, his mousy brown hair tied up into a ponytail. His nose wrinkled as he slammed his fist onto her desk. Hinata jerked awake, her eyes wide as the male glared at her.

"Miss Hyuuga," The man said again, folding his arms. The class was silent except for a few snickers coming for the back.

"G-Gomen, Iruka-sensei." Hinata stammered, biting her lip. It wasn't like her to drift off to dreamland but she had many things on her mind.

The man sighed, "Just answer the question." He said, pointing to the chalkboard, which was swimming with calculations and numbers that were all-too-familiar to the Hyuuga heir.

Hinata stood, clearing her throat as her eyes scanned the board.

"N-Nine."

"Speak up Hinata."

"Nine!"

The man nodded, "Very good. But please do try to have the answer ready."

Hinata's face flushed two shades of pink as she nodded solemnly as sat back down. A few people in the back snickered once more, as Hinata's head lowered. She missed her old school terribly.

Gym.

Hinata's least favorite class.

The uniforms were too revealing in her opinion, not to mention the all-too enthusiastic gym coach, Ms. Anko. She talked too loudly and often threw her hands in the air in attempt to help students as well as staff, understand what she's saying. She'd also yell insults at the lagging teens and tell them to 'Hurry their little asses' up.

Now don't jump to conclusions, Hinata was a very fit and physically strong girl, but it's the factor of extreme mental Inferiority complex issues. And because of that, no one really knew about her talent as an athlete.

A few perks of gym were that Hinata herself was never yelled at. Er, at least not singly. Maybe in groups when Anko would randomly yell just to hear her own voice. Anyway, Hinata also found pleasure in watching a few of the non-perverted boys goof off on the opposite side of the gym. There were five of them:

Uzumaki Naruto

Inuzuka Kiba

Sabaku Gaara

Nara Shikamaru

And Uchiha Sasuke.

Hinata was well aware of their names, for Anko constantly shouted at them to stop goofing around, but it was rare that they listened.

From what she could tell, Hinata figured Naruto was the friendliest and the most silly of them all. She found him rather cute, almost like a pet puppy or fox-y kind of way. A few times he waved at her in the hall just to be nice to the newest recruit to Kona High.

Kiba also seemed friendly, but he looked like the most rowdy and energetic type. Hinata often saw him sneak up on one of the others to try to start a play-fight but ended up on the floor pinned-down in a rather uncomfortable looking way.

Gaara was quiet, but he occasionally jumped into the fray usually ending up K.O'ing whichever unfortunate soul he was battling against. Hinata like his calm nature, but was a little shocked from his un-kept hair and large dark circles under his eyes. Not to mention the tattoo above his left eye that read 'love' in kanji.

Shikamaru wasn't rowdy like the others; in fact he was down right lazy. As far as Hinata could tell, he was the one being yelled at the most for not hustling. However she caught him often talking back to Anko and called her a 'trouble-some woman'. He was often sent to the office for this. But overall, Hinata didn't mind him. Apparently neither did his girlfriend, Yamanaka Ino (we'll get into her later).

And then their was Sasuke. The high school hunk in just about every girl's opinion. Shivers were sent down the little Hyuuga's spine every time his dark abyss eyes cast their gaze over to her. And he was gorgeous, oh yes, but Hinata wasn't one to dare point that out. His facial features were so prominent and stood out of the crowd like nothing ever before. His intense stares nearly melted the Hyuuga's kneecaps to the point that she had to hang her head low whenever she walked by him. But aside from these things, Hinata didn't find him any more interesting than any of the other boys. And even if she did like him, compared to the giant mass of teenaged girls that followed him around, she wouldn't stand a chance.

Moving on.

While Hinata ran ahead of the group of females slagging behind, she received compliments from the coach.

"Great job, Hinake!"

The glass-eyed girl looked around wondering of Anko was speaking to anyone else, but no.

Coach Anko was talking to her. Only she got her name wrong.

"Ano… Anko-sensei… M-My name is…"

"EVERYONE NEEDS TO ACT LIKE MISS HINAKE OVER HERE!" Anko yelled louder, completely ignoring the attempted correction from 'Hinake'.

A few females' shot pissed glared towards Hinata's way, their eyes piercing the tiny girl's flesh like a dozen arrows… like it was her fault for their lack of speed. The thought angered the Hyuuga but her polite and shy nature forbade her from talking back.

This was going to be a long day.

Kanji, a form of Japanese writing. Many Japanese students go to special schools to learn how to write better kanji as well as English. Apparently, Hinata is good with her studies.

This is the first chapter. 8D Comments/Reviews/Etc. are loved. If I made an error, please contact me. (a.k.a NOT spelling or grammatical please. I'm not going to edit this over little things like that.)

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