The day started off as any other average school day. Boring. The same exact routine.
She got up to the loud ringing of her alarm clock. The truth was she was already awake, just didn't bother to get out of her bed. About six 'o'clock was the time she always got up too. It left her plenty of time to get ready for school and simply lag around the house.
With a sigh she climbed out of bed and slipped her feet into her bunny slippers and shuffled her way to her vanity desk. She sat down in front of her large mirror and stared back at he reflection. Most people to expect a bed head to greet them, but not her. Every night she wrapped her up carefully and cover it with a silk scarf. It was a technique she learned from her mother, it kept your hair from breaking off and other hazards.
But she didn't come to her desk to do her hair,not yet anyway, she'd come to get tools for her bath. Now, some people just use soap and water. Simple. Others used an assortment of different bath soaps and even, flowers or foods to help their skin. She was in that group.
So, after a long pleasurable bath, she lotioned her body thoroughly. Then she brushed her hair, which fell from it's scarf just as silky and a beautiful. Finally she dressed. Her school uniform was the average as any Japanese school uniform. The dark plaid skirt, white dress shirt (with short sleeves, it was spring), red ribbon at the collar, and others had something else, but some shared the same dark vest.
Some people, guys mostly, would think this was an awful lot for a simple routine. That this would explain why their sisters, or moms or lovers took so damn long in the bathroom. Well, it is why they take so long in the bathroom. The second reason is because of periods. But we won't get into that. Anyway, beauty only comes naturally for some, and even they have to do a lot of work to maintain it.
After pulling up her black stockings past her knees, she made her way down to breakfast. Her sister and father were already eating, while their housekeeper set down Hinata's breakfast. She silently thanked her as she sat down in front of her meal, a bowl of oatmeal with many different berries and fruit on top. She smiled and took a sip of her water.
"Good morning, big sister!" Greeted, Hanabi, her younger, and only sister. The brunette took more after their father, while she did their mother.
The teenage girl smiled at her little sister who was only thirteen years old."Good morning to you too, my precious sister." She made a teasing face at her in which Hanabi responded with a little snicker. "And good morning to you, Father."
The older man, Hiashi, the father of the two girls, only nodded behind his newspaper. He was always reading the paper at breakfast She often heard Hanabi complaining that if he wanted to know the the News just to use a smartphone. But her father didn't have a smartphone, he had a flip-phone, which of course to her little sister was a crisis in itself. She often teased her father about it.
The truth was, Hiashi didn't know how to use technology all that well. So he stuck to the simple old stuff. Hanabi had offered many times to teach him,but he would not embarrass himself by having a child teach him. The man was too proud.
"Father, if you won't get a smartphone then at least get a tablet." Hanabi said, pointing her spoon at her father. Watching him like this was too painful for the pre-teen who was in the know. The girl knew everything about what was popular nowadays, she often gave her tips on her choice for clothing and make-up. But she rarely ever wore make-up, just on occasions. She loved helping with her make-up when she did wear it, after all the girl wasn't allowed to wear any until she reached the age of fifteen.
Her father set down his paper to look at his daughter, and turned to his oldest."Isn't a tablet just a bigger version of a smartphone?" He asked, raising an eyebrow. To most his face and every action he'd make was intimidating. Not to his daughters tough, okay sometimes it was, especially when he was serious. But they could tell when he was and wasn't. And once you get to know him, yes he was still scary but mostly firm and stuck in his own ways. He expected big things from his girls and anyone who got in their way was dead.
"Basically." She nodded her head, taking a spoonful of oatmeal into her mouth. Not bothering to respond to the scorn on her little sister's face.
Hiashi nodded as well and went back to reading his paper with a mutter of."That's what I thought."
They finished the rest of their breakfast in comfortable silence. And then headed towards school. Hanabi as usual took the limousine with her father on his way to work. She always liked arriving to her middle school in style, hell, she liked arriving to anywhere in style.
She on the other hand, walked. It was the most average thing, but she enjoyed walking to school. It gave her time to enjoy and marvel at all the little sights. And honestly, the school wasn't even that far away for a car ride.
It was a windy day, but still sunny. She liked this weather a lot, probably the best. Then came the pathway, that lead to school, the sakura tree orchard. She knew as soon as she made this turn that was when her day really started. With a deep breath and one last check over herself she took the turn with a pleasant smile on her face.
"Good morning, Hyuga-princess!" A boy called, waving frantically at her. She dipped her head towards him, showing that she did acknowledge him. But kept a safe distance from them.
The boy's face went red while his group of friends hooted at her and she laughed softly. Which, pretty much melted any boy in the vicinity. After that, she couldn't recall how many fellow school mates greeted her with a good morning, it was dizzying, but she was used to it. This was indeed, her second year at the school. She was now a sophomore.
And she received thousands o waves and smiles as well. Of course, she couldn't respond to them all. But to the ones she did, they always sighed with contentment or grinned so hard she was afraid would stay stuck that way.
Yes, this was exactly how her days at school started. And they seemed especially happy to see her after thier summer break. But to her, she felt like no time had passed at all. It was so easy to slip back into her old routine.
Suddenly arms were thrown around her from behind, she almost fell on her butt, but her back hit someone's chest. She was relieved to know it was a girl from the soft feeling. And she knew immediately who it was. "Good morning, Inoue." She said, with a teasing lilt.
"Hinata! You know I don't like that name. It's either Ino or nothing." The blonde beauty pulled herself off of her companion and instead hooked arms with her.
Yes, she was very aware of what Ino liked to be called. They were on first name bases, so of course, they were close. But she couldn't help but tease the girl sometimes. She made it too easy."Okay, nothing."
"If you weren't so cute, you'd be in serious trouble." Ino grinned at her and pulled her closer to her. In reply she tilted her head to the side and smiled, knowing that it was in fact a cute thing to do, especially on herself.
Ino laughed clearly amused but also awed. "It's no wonder why the whole school adores you! Hinata, their Hyuga-princess, their angel sent from the heavens, their goddess that descends light upon them."
If this was her first day of school, she would have denied it all. But after spending her time here, these were their actual nicknames for her. No matter how many times she tried telling them just call her Hyuga, the couldn't help but add 'princess or goddess or angel.' In the end, she gave up and let them all her so.
Hinata rolled her eyes and shrugged."Where's Sakura?" She asked, once noticing the third person to their little group was not with them.
As if on cue, the pink haired girl ran up beside them."Sorry, sorry." She panted, placing a hand on her chest, trying to catch her breath.
Hinata being the kind person she was, stopped in her tracks and placed a hand on her friends back as if it would help her breath more steadily. Ino was forced to stop as well and groaned.
Sakura smiled at Hinata, gratefully and pulled her bag to her chest."Thanks. I'm good, let's go." She moved and wrapped an arm around Hinata's free one. Together the girls were a sight to see. Konoha's beauties.
Ino was their leader. She was certainly bossy, outspoken and walked around like she owned the school. Sure she was a little mean, but no one bothered to mess with her or her friends. She was also the queen of gossip, so if you had something you wanted to stay a secret, you better not be near her in anyway. Or rumors would be spread around the school in five minutes flat. Matter of fact, even if she didn't like you, she'd probably spread rumors about you anyway. And if she wanted something, she would get it.
Another thing was the fact that she was in fact, hot. The second hottest of their group. Her long pale blonde hair and sky blue eyes wasn't even the best of her feature, she was tallest out of them with her long legs. Those long legs were n fact her best feature, sure she had a a nice sized chest but it wasn't as ample as Hinata's. But, she was more revealing than Hinata and Sakura by far, when it came to clothing.
As for Sakura, she was the last hottest out of their group. But that didn't make her any less pretty. She was still, one of Konoha High's beauties. So, she was more pretty than any other girl in the school. Sakura was a nice enough person, but she followed after Ino, doing the blonde's bidding. And like Ino, you didn't want to say anything private in front of her, because she'd snitch to the blonde.
Though, she wasn't the smartest of them and a bit of a klutz. So innocent she was, but these attributes of hers made her so cute and loved by all the boys. Most girls didn't take her seriously, though but never bothered her. She was in Ino's friend group.
The girl had the most exotic pink hair that complimented her well. Her hair and eyes were her best features. Her long pink hair was soft and smelled as beautiful as it look as it fell past her shoulders. And her eyes was the most magnificent green, like a gem or jewel. Oh, and she had a nice butt. They all did. What about butts were so attractive anyway?
And there was Hinata. She wasn't the leader, but she was definitely the most loved and beautiful of their group. No, of their school. The girl was practically perfect. She was incredibly kind, helping out other when they needed, sharing, keeping secrets, especially from Ino, and acknowledging others. She was smart, always paying attention to class and studying when she needed to instead of going out to have fun. She was an active person, always productive. And ready to help.
Of course she was gorgeous. Her best features? Well, all of her! She was the shortest of the three of them, but that didn't subtract from anything. In fact, it added. She had long indigo hair, with the right lighting it could appear ink black. Her body had the curves in all the right places, and still had it's slender appearance. Her chest was full and her hips were wider than the other girl's, giving her her an hourglass figure.
The girls admired her, looked up to her, aspired to be her! The boys drooled over her, they would do anything for if she asked, but they kept their distance too intimidated by her popularity, beauty, and friends.
Even the teachers loved her. She was one of the top students of their school and the student council often came to her asking her help with tasks. She, of course, accepted them. And was often asked to join the council, but she rejected.
So, there you have it. It was impossible to mess with any of them. Of course, there were popular boys as well, but they only mixed in once in a while. But Hinata preferred to stick with her small group of Sakura and Ino.
Once the opening ceremony was over, thank god, they went to check the board again to see what homeroom they were in. Ino let out a loud squeal when the three of them were all in the same classroom again. Sakura was a little late, but squealed as well. Hinata just smiled. It would be more comfortable with them.
She recognized most of the names on the board, others sounded familiar. But there was one name that she didn't recognize at all, nor did it seem familiar.
Namikaze Naruto.
No one else knew who this person was either. So she dismissed it as a transfer student. But what type of names was Naruto? It was the first she heard someone named after the fishcake.
Ino and Sakura practically dragged her away from the board in a hurry to get to class. They quickly switched their outdoor shoes for their indoor slippers. She couldn't help but marvel at the color change of the stripe, yellow. She was really a sophomore, no more blue stripes for her. It made her feel somewhat proud. Again she was dragged away in a hurry.
The two other girls wanted to hurry and select their desk so they could sit next to each other. But, she didn't see why it would matter. If they wanted, the people would move for them with one wave of the hand
Luckily, they didn't have to wave any hands at anyone. The found a perfect pair of seats near the back corner of the room. Hinata liked sitting up front so that she'd be one of the first people the teacher would call if he had a question or duties that needed to be fulfilled. But she settled with her friends and figured she'd just have to raise her hadn't, she stood out anyway so it wouldn't be so hard.
Sakura and Ino engaged in a conversation about some new nail polish that worked swell. But Hinata didn't bother to join in, she began setting up her desk by putting her bag on the hook and pulling out her new notebook and began sharpening her pencil. As she sharpened her pencil, she felt someone staring into her back. She was used to this, people stared all the time.
But, when someone was staring and she was not aware. It was just plain uncomfortable. Whipping around so she could see the culprit. She found the person wasn't even staring anymore, just gazing out the window. He was in the last seat to the back, right behind her. She couldn't see his face because he was wearing a thin looking hoodie, his face cover by the hood.
How strange? Why would he be wearing a hoodie and wasn't that in violation of the school dress code. But she didn't dare say anything. She only smiled and turned back around. And then she felt his eye on her back again. She breathed in and began to stand up, but their teacher arrived just in time. No, actually he was late. Like they were waiting ten minutes for this guy to show up.
It was a relief, though, because she felt that his eyes were no longer on her. So, she sat back down in place.
"Good morning class!" The teacher greeted the class with a weak wave of his hand.
Hinata deflated when she saw that their teacher was a male. She liked female teachers better. They got along a lot better. And he was a little suspicious looking, wearing that mask. She knew it raised a lot of eyebrows of other students.
"I am Mr. Hatake. I teach math. And I'll be your homeroom teacher for now on." He said, writing his name on the board. He turned back to the classroom, looking each an every one of them over. Hinata felt a chill when he looked at her last."Any questions?"
"Yeah, why were you so late?" It was indeed a good question. Konoha High School wasn't one to have irresponsible teachers. Weird ones, but not irresponsible. And each teacher had graduated from this very school and an advanced college.
Mr. Hatake scratched the back of his head awkwardly."I got late helping an old lady crossing the street."
Everyone was skeptical of that. Someone even snorted.
"Anything else?"
"Why are you wearing that mask?" Someone asked, with a raised hand. Now that was a good question. Everyone perked up to hear his answer. What could he be hiding underneath it?
"I have breathing issues and allergies. Since it's spring...It's not the best time of year for me." He answered, smiling ever so pleasantly through his mask. It was hard to see if he was being honest or not. That didn't matter. It just didn't satisfy the student's curiosity.
But, it was clear to see he was done with that question and anything else to do with it."If that's all. There is someone else who needs to be introduced." He looked at Hinata, and she stiffened. She gaped, utterly confused, but then she heard the boy behind her scooting his chair back and rising from his seat.
So, he wasn't talking about her. She felt embarrassed for a moment, but no one else noticed her reaction. They were to focused on the boy and soon she was set her gaze on him as well.
"Come on up. Don't be shy." Mr. Hatake coaxed him to the front of the class. She shrunk closer to the wall as he walked down the row, pass her. He was in front of the whole classroom in no time. She knew his introduction would have he whole class judge him. And looking at the way he was dressed, it wasn't looking good.
His school outfit looked baggy on him and his hoodie. First of all it was a violation of the school code, so she was surprised the teacher didn't say anything about it. And it was a very old looking hoodie with tears in it, but you couldn't see unless you really looked. The hood covered his face well, but you could still see some of his face, not! He had long blond hair, darker than Ino's, covering his eyes and most of his face, you could only really see his mouth and nose.
The boy stuffed his hands into his pockets, but held his head up. She couldn't tell because his eyes were covered by his mess of blonde hair, but she was almost certain he was staring at her. She got the same feeling when he was staring at her from behind. She blinked and shifted in her seat uncomfortably.
"Your name?" Mr. Hatake asked, leaning against his desk. Watching the boy.
"Namikaze Naruto." He answered he had a bit of an accent. She couldn't tell what it was, though.
And the class erupted in a fit of laughter. Who was named after a fishcake? So, not a good start for this new student. Hinata was the only one who didn't laugh. She pitied the boy.
Naruto stood there patiently until the class was quiet enough so that he could continue talking. Mr. Hatake slammed a book against his desk quite loudly. And everyone shut up. He didn't look annoyed or angry, though, it just seemed he wanted them to be quiet. He looked back at the boy, beckoning him to continue.
"I'm a transfer student from the countryside." At least that explained the accent she heard in his voice, but it wasn't too strong."My dad moved for work."
There was still a few snickers in the crowd, but none too loud.
"Do you have any dreams, Naruto?" Their teacher asked.
The boy, Naruto, was quiet doing a once over the class. You could tell because his head was moving. He smirked, though it was bare. "Yeah. To have this whole school kneel at my feet."
Totally not a a good start.
I was supposed to have started writing this story a while ago, but I busy with other things. Like life and I had already started writing another story before. A SasuSaku. But I'm not going to put it off any longer. So I will start writing this and continue my other story. Writing two chapter stories can prove to be difficult, but I think I can handle. So, that means the chapters to this stories will come slowly. Probably two weeks time separate or less.
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