Butterflies and Friendzones
Hello, sunshines! Sorry I didn't get to post anything for a couple of days. My publishing days will probably be during the weekdays and weekends are my relaxing days. But I usually update pretty fast so yeah! Thanks!
In the last chapter: Shino is gloomy about the first day of school. He wasn't exactly the most popular or even the most social person out there. He was a senior and he was glad it was one year left before graduating. But that was the thing… one year of idiots. Until a girl with blue hair happened to run into him the same morning.
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto.
Chapter 2: New Friends
Hinata Hyuuga was a pretty girl. Her hair was perfect. Her skin was perfect. Her body was of a model. Her eyes were exotic. Everything about her radiated perfection. She was also very modest. She did not think she was very pretty or very intelligent. Her self esteem is incredibly low but she tries her hardest to do her best. Her father, Hyuuga Hiashi, is the head of Hyuuga Inc. meaning Hinata is insanely rich. Her self esteem plus her good looks plus her fortune could only add up to many, many, many different guys trying to take advantage of her. Luckily, Hinata was naïve. Instead of saying 'yes' or even 'no', she flees like a coward, red as a lobster.
"HINA-CHAN! WHAT MATH CLASS DO YOU HAVE NOW?!" Naruto's arm was still around her shoulders when they entered the math building.
"U-um, I have c-calculus upstairs n-next, Naruto-kun…" Hinata's face was reddening every second, she pulled away from the whiskered boy's arm. The boy refused and then snaked his arm around her petite waist instead.
"Awww, alright… I have geometry right now… Can you believe that?! I'm a senior, dammit! THEY CAN'T PUT ME IN A CLASS FULL OF FRESHMEN! Just because I failed it three times…" Naruto complained all through the hallway. After reaching his destination, he squeezed Hinata with such force and walked towards the door. He unknowingly shoved a guy and continued his walking. "Alright, BYE, HINA!"
"Idiot…" the Aburame muttered under his breath and rubbed his shoulder. Shino started walking towards his calculus class when he noticed the blue haired girl was also walking in front of him. She was seemingly walking in the direction of Shino's calculus class was. They both descended up the stairs to the math classes for the upperclassmen. They reached the top of the flight and were still walking in the same direction in the same pace.
After much deliberation, Shino decided it was best to stay away from the friendly girl. Her idiot boyfriend would probably give him an unnecessary headache. Grunting, he picked up the pace and stealthily walked around the girl and into the door. He noticed the classroom was filled with cliché posters of how it is important to study or whatever. Shino already noticed some students in there.
Uchiha Sasuke was sitting in the back farthest from the window. The boy had dark raven hair in this off spiky style and wore a black t-shirt with cargo shorts. His shoes were white and his socks were covereing half of his shins. Two seats to his left, two girls sat admiring him. As Shino recalls, the blonde was Yamanaka Ino and the pinkette was Haruno Sakura. Two very, very, very annoying girls that just needed stop and think. Their squeals were piercing his eardrums. Shino decided to sit the farthest away from their annoying screams and farthest away from the teacher. He sat next to the window in the very back.
Taking his seat, the bell rang signaling the students to start filing into their designated rooms. A flood of teens came into the class and started taking his seats. He noticed some familiar faces. Akimichi Choji and Nara Shikamaru sat next to their best friend, Ino. Sai sat in front of Sasuke. Sabaku Gaara sat next to his held-back brother Sabaku Kankuro. Inuzuka Kiba sat next to the bug enthusiast. Right next to the Inuzuka, the blue haired girl he encountered that morning sat next to Kiba. The girl giggled as a shadow licked her hand. A small whine came out of the Inuzuka's jacket.
"Akamaru, shhh!" Kiba patted the inhumane lump in his jacket. Hinata giggled again. The room was not packed with students.
"Good morning, welcome to calculus. I am Asuma-sensei and I will be your teacher for the year." The man had spiky dark hair and a beard with side burns encircling his face. He held a chalk in his hand and was now writing some math equations and formulas on the board. It was already beginning to get boring. As if Shino hadn't already learn this as a child. Shino was drifting off and put his head down on his desk, blocking off any sound. His nap was very relaxing. Until the damned teacher started to yell at the class.
Shino groaned and tried to keep his eyes closed. The bell rang to signal the end of first period. Yawning, Shino picked up his bag from the floor and sluggishly walked out of the classroom. His vision was still blurry and lost his balance for a moment. From the sounds of the gossiping brats outside, he knew he was in the hallway. He definitely lost his balance and stumbled. Finding his balance, he unconsciously grasped onto something in front of him. The object he grasped was none other the shoulder of Hinata. The girl froze.
"Uh, ah, m-my… Aburame-san... I-I…" she was beginning to blush out of nervousness.
He… H-he's… t-touching… m-me…
Realizing his grip on the girl's shoulder, he instantly let go.
"Sorry." It took all of Shino's will power and strength to stop himself from blushing out of embarrassment.
Shino disappeared into the ocean of students, already heading downstairs for his second period.
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Second period. Hinata was a very artistic girl, henceforth to the reason why she currently has art with Kurenai-sensei for visual arts. Her appreciation of the beauty of each piece and her love of all creations was heavily expressed. In other words, Hinata loved to draw anything and everything. She painted, sculpted, built, etc. She appreciated every intricate detail of any art work. Scratch that, not any art work, but everything. She loved people, it doesn't matter who. Hinata was very compassionate, loyal, kind, gentle, and easily forgiving.
Hinata walked into her art class, intending to sit in the front of the classroom. She greeted her sensei a good morning before sitting down in the front row, not even noticing the few students who were now walking in the room. One of her good friends, Ino, sat next to her. Ino sported a dark violet cardigan with a white undershirt with a dark denim skirt. Her long blonde hair was put back in a high pony with one single fringe covering her right eye. Her sapphire eyes complimented her fair skin.
"Hey, Hinata-chan! Isn't it great how we got the same art period?" Ino beamed a smile.
"Hai, Ino-chan." Hinata returned it with a soft smile.
"Ino-pig!" A swish of pink hair swiveled behind the pony-tailed girl. "Ano, Hinata-chan, I didn't know you guys were in art!"
The loud girl was none other than Sakura. Her shoulder-length pink hair was secured behind a red headband revealing an incredibly huge forehead. It wasn't ugly, actually, it was fairly cute. Her red tank top matched her red headband and wore white short-shorts. Sakura's skin was even paler than Ino's but still not as pale as Hinata. Her perfect emerald eyes seemed to sparkle in the light. She took the seat behind Ino.
"Billboard Brow, hey!" Hinata looked back and forth at the two. She was confused with their odd love-hate friendship. "Yeah, Shizune-sama asked which electives we wanted to take this year. Che, why are you here? You're only as artistic as Deidara hahaha!"
Sakura punched the air behind Ino. "CHA! Why you ugly—"
"WHY AM I BEING COMPARED TO HER, INO-CHAN, YEAH?!" Speak of the devil. Deidara appeared flopped down into the seat behind Hinata. "Why are you insulting me by comparing me to her."
Deidara wasn't exactly fond of Sakura. Well, he wasn't very fond of annoying people, aside from his cousin Ino who still tends to irritate him to the ends of the world. He also was not very fond of people who are cocky, annoying, and people who are unappreciative of art. His favorite of all people were HInata, due to her comfortable silence and love towards his own passion. Deidara was a sculptor; he loved to create simple statues or ornaments out of white clay.
"Hola, Hina-hime, yeah." Deidara winked at her. Deidara, with Hinata too oblivious to realize, had a small crush on the blue haired girl for quite some time. He ran his hand through his golden hair. Deidara's hair was long and thick and was tied back in a half pony tail, identical to Ino's, and had a part of his fringe covering his left eye. His baby blue eyes trailed onto the girl infront of him but back at to the pink-haired annoyance to his right. The Yamanaka boy wore a simple grey jacket with a red shirt underneath. His pants were skin tight.
"You're right Deidara… I shouldn't compare you to Billboard Brow because at least you can make something unlike Sakura who just destroys things just by looking at it!" Sakura sneered. Deidara laughed till he cried. Hinata just stared.
They really do have an odd friendship. Hinata amusedly looked at the girls.
"At least I didn't get held back!" Sakura eyed the older boy.
"Psh, so what I didn't pass a couple of classes. Who caaaaarrrreeesss, un." Deidara rolled his eyes and stared out the window. Sticking his hand into his backpack, he pulled out a bag filled with clay and began to mold it.
The room started to fill with students. Some familiar faces were beginning to occupy the vacant seats. Konan, the girl that creates endless amounts of origami, sat next to Deidara. Nara Shikamaru sat next to his best friend, Ino. Uchiha Sasuke sat behind Sakura. The rest were underclassmen.
"Konan, un!" Deidara turned around to high five the blue haired "woman" but only left his hand hanging up for an awkward five seconds before she sighed and gave a pitiful high five back. Konan was also held back. Most of Deidara's friends were all held back. By friends, meaning group. By group meaning a gang. By a gang meaning the Akatsuki. It's not that they're idiots, choose to not graduate, the reason still a mystery to the students.
"Konan, this is Hinata! HEY! I just realized that you and Hinata both have blue hair, yeah?!" Deidara's eyes began to bulge out of excitement of his new realization. "Anyways, this is Hinata. Hinata, this is Konan, un."
"Hello, I am Hinata." The indigo haired girl gave a small, sunny smile to the blue haired woman. Konan smiled back, with her lip piercing.
"Konan."
The final bell rang, signaling the start of art class.
"Good morning, art students! I will be your art teacher for the rest of the year. I am Kurenai-sensei. Let me begin by informing you of your quarter projects. Every two months, you will turn in an art project. Be creative as you like! You can paint, draw, make, or anything you want! As long as you like it, creative, and original, it is allowed. I will grade it based on those two things I just mentioned. This project will be 60% of your grade, but don't worry. You have two months to complete it."
Nearly all students groaned, including Shikamaru. Sasuke merely narrowed his eyes in annoyance. Deidara squealed in happiness and was already molding his clay into a figurine. Konan flipped out some pieces of different sized papers and began folding already. Hinata began drawing and shading a picture. Ino took notes on different ways to arrange a vase of flowers. Sakura was also taking notes but became frustrated. She crumpled each paper and threw it aside. Shikamaru started to make weird hand gestures and hand signs, looking off in a different direction.
"Uh… You don't have to start now… You have two months, don't go Speed Racer right now." Kurenai scratched the back of her head and sweatdropped as the students frantically tried to pour out their creativity. "Anyways, stop what you're doing. Please take out a sheet of paper and take some notes."
Putting their drawings away, Hinata took out a notebook and started to scribble down everything her art teacher was saying.
So… Art just doesn't have to be precise in details to be beautiful. Nor graceful or even heart- warming. Anything has beauty in it. Hinata kept jotting down notes on the beauty of art. Kurenai started talking about colors and contrasting. Colors are also beautiful… Whether it be white with its innocence or black with its mysterious sense. But together they create an even more beautiful combination and finds balance. Hm, reminds me of Shino-kun… Sigh, I wonder if he would like to be my friend…
The bell rang sooner than expected.
The day slowly went by until lunch came around. Finding his familiar tree, he sat down on his little area. Taking out his brown paper bag, he examined the food inside. A sandwich, juice, apple, yogurt, macaroni and cheese, and a granola bar. His mother made sure that he won't starve. Sighing, Shino began to munch down on the sandwich. If he came home even with a single crumb, his mother will surely get upset. He admired the quiet nature until he heard the soft shuffling of feet on the dirt. Coming towards him. Snapping his head up, sunglasses nearly flying, his amber eyes met amethyst ones. Hyuuga eyes.
"Shino-kun… May-may I j-join you?" The girl fidgeted in her spot. She stared down at her fiddling fingers.
Shino was stunned. He did not expect the girl to actually come back in the morning. Let alone during lunch. His head bobbed up in the slightest motion.
"Hn."
Hinata's face brightened and walked towards the spot she sat earlier that morning. She sat down and wrapped her arms around her legs, also admiring their surroundings. She adored the way the flowers around her swayed in the breeze, the way the butterflies floated around her, and the way her mysterious new friend seemed to adore her surroundings as well. The serenity was interrupted by a low growling sound. Sensing her stomach's distress, Shino turned to look at Hinata. The Hyuuga girl blushed in embarrassment. Pink dusted her cream cheeks.
"I-I didn't eat b-breakfast this morning… A-and I didn't h-have t-time to p-pack lunch-" Hinata vigorously twiddled her fingers together.
"Here." Shino stretched his arm and pushed a Tupperware into her face. It was filled with an orangey-yellow substance. "Macaroni and cheese. Take it. You're hungry. I can hear your stomach." He pushed the box farther into her face.
"No, I couldn't possibly-" at this point, Shino was now forcing the Tupperware against her skin. She felt the warmth of the food inside radiate through the plastic and onto her skin. She smelled the cheese and couldn't help herself but take the food from him. Shino handed her a spoon. She thanked the mysterious boy before she was shoveling the pasta into her waiting mouth and silencing her annoying stomach. Shino ate his apple, then yogurt, and then granola bar. By the time he finished, Hinata was already digging into the other half of Shino's unfinished sandwich.
"Thank you so much, Shino-kun." Her eyes were closed while smiling a genuine smile. Shino was slightly pleased at house Hinata didn't stutter.
"It is no problem." Shino hinted a tone of warmth. "Hinata-chan…" But Shino had to know. He wanted someone… to be his friend. How it would feel… to have someone care about you… "Will you…" What if she denies? "Be my…" Wait, why is he pausing in between sentences? That was so unlike him. Clearing his throat, he started over. "Hinata, my question is this. Will you be interested in my friendship?"
Wow, Shino. WOW. That was pathetic. Shino inwardly slapped himself. His social skills were just lame.
Hinata didn't notice how uncomfortable Shino was. Instead, she was beaming. Quickly, she accepted the offer.
"Of course, Shino-kun!" Her eyes were filled with happiness.
Shino was ecstatic. He was so happy. His eyes were bursting with joy. As if he would ever show it though.
He finally made a friend.
Author's Notes: I hope you guys really enjoyed it... I feel as if there aren't enough Shino and Hinata fanfics and I would be more than happy to contribute! Please review! CHA!
