Shades of Night
Summary: Hinata, the new transfer sophomore, hopes everything will be alright and she'll fit in to at least some extent. Oh how she was wrong. But her tour guide is barely ever there to do any guiding, and everyone's vying to get a look at the new transfer, she's left to fend for herself in the high school openly ruled by gangs!
About the Pairings:The main pairing is, don't hate me, HinataShisui. (You know, Itachi's closest friend) Normally I'm a total NaruHina but this is an exception because originally Sakura was going to play this part but I thought it too clichéd, plus Hinata better suited for the role. Side pairings are for humor purposes only, I do not ship half the pairings shown here.
Warning: SPOILERS FOR ALMOST EVERY NARUTO CHAPTER ESPECIALLY THE ONES PAST PART 2!! EVEN THE DISCLAIMER HAS SPOILERS!! First real fic (poems don't count!), so again please don't kill me. Currently, nothing too bad, just occasional use of ass (aka so far, the count is: 1) I'm disregarding all deaths and screwing with the ages. (aka they're pretty much all at high school age) I tried to keep the order of ages correct. (Ex. "Tobi is a good freshman!") So far the word has not been used in this chapter.
WARNING TO END ALL WARNINGS:The Authoress is a hopeless romantic and will most likely 'squee' over her own work if she deems it necessary to do so she put in romantic references when not really needed. In addition her pet-poet is hopeless perverted and will probably try to slip in something.
Disclaimer:If I own Naruto, Itachi would not be dead; he would be in a coma. He creeps me out but he was a major character!
When Hinata finally got through the crowd blocking the only way out, she realized some things never change. She stared at the incoming and outgoing tides of students, and only one way to go. Hinata valiantly stepped into the crowd, hoping not to get infected with Swimming-Upstream-Syndrome otherwise known as one class going in, one class heading out, and our poor heroine stuck in the middle. But SUS is highly contagious and she ended up being bumped, shoved, and crammed into a ton of people. She would have been surely trampled if not for the daring and heroic rescue by Shisui. Said rescue consisted of her being pushed into his arms, (A/N: kidding hopeless romantic, remember?) really it was more like his left side and Shisui taking her arm and telling her to stick close. (A/N: SQUEE!) He escorted her to the small vacant area around his best friend, its usual two feet radius extended to five due the recent test scores inducing a rather dark aura to surround Itachi.
"Ah, fresh air!" Shisui declared when they got out, happily throwing his arms in the air, causing Hinata to laugh. Shisui bid goodbye to Itachi once Hinata had reached Kabuto.
"What class do you have next?"
"Oh, umm…" she checked her schedule, "History with Asuma."
Kabuto smiled sweetly, "Sorry, my class is in the opposite side of the building. Can you get someone else?"
If this was a comic-strip Hinata would have a scribble mark above her head. Yeah right, Hinata thought, you just want to ditch me. "Fine-"
"Kabuto are you trying to abandon your new kid again?!" A girl with bright pink hair demanded.
"No! I'm telling the truth this time!"
"'This time'?" Hinata inquired dryly, "So this is a regular occurrence?"
"Err…" Kabuto sweat-dropped, "I'm gonna be late." And he zoomed off.
"What was that about?" Hinata asked.
"We Nightshade members are renowned for our strength." The girl flexed her arm and Hinata noticed the pink scarf around her neck.
"And short temper," A voice yelled 50 feet down the hall. The surrounding students inched away from Kabuto like he was radioactive.
"I'm going to save the janitor the gore," the rosette said annoyed, not looking in his direction, "and pretend I didn't hear that." There was a sigh of relief from some brunette guy with a broom muttering about the lack of feminine girls in the school. Kabuto laughed as he kept walking, like he'd that one before.
"Don't mind him," the girl said, "seniors have to escort a new student or freshman to gradate, but Kabuto does such a horrid job every time, the principal makes him do it over every time. Some do it early to prevent senior-itis from requiring treatment." Hinata thought back to the odd attachment Tobi had for Deidara. That explained things.
"My name's Sakura, by the way," she stuck out a hand to Hinata who did the same, "Looks like you need a guide." Shisui opened his mouth to offer his services when Sakura continued unaware, "I happen to have the same class, so I'll show you the way."
"Thanks."
Shisui deflated as they walked away and Sasori patted his shoulder, "Bad luck, but she has to decide for herself who her friends will be," he grinned and nudged him, "I doubt she wants only female friends, and Konan hardly counts. Ow!"
A paper airplane collided with the side of Sasori's head, "Holy crap! What's this thing made of, lead?!" As he opened it and shouted about him not being a 'twoser' in the general direction of its point of origin, Shisui mused, "Maybe…because she laughed at my jokes and acted so…so…"
"-like a guy?" Sasori finished for him, sporting an immaculate bump, "You, my love-deficit friend, have a crush."
"No, I don't. Even if I did, which I don't (A/N: DENIAL!), I don't think she would fall for the most unattractive Uchiha in the entire school. Well, excluding Uncle-sensei." He was nailed in the back of the head with a piece of chalk.
"For the last time, dear nephew, it's Madara-sensei!" the teacher yelled from the classroom without looking away from his class, "Call me that again, I'll have Tsunade makeyou the least attractive Uchiha!"
"Woooo, teacher threat!" A voice called from inside the classroom.
"Quiet, Kiba! I'm running out of chalk."
Shisui poked his head inside and stage-whispered, "I always knew something going on between them."
"Yeah, how else could he get Tsunade to rearrange your face," Sasori amended in a false replica of Shisui's tone, appearing beside him.
Their comments earned them each a blackboard eraser peg-to-the-forehead, knocking them over, or allowing them to fake getting knocked over, comically onto their backs. The entire class burst out laughing along with the two currently on the ground. Even Madara-sensei cracked a smile.
Meanwhile in Asuma's classroom Sakura introduced Hinata to Rin, a Nightshade member who nearly beat Obito's head in, and Ino, a Nightshade supporter with blond hair like Deidara's. (A/N: Everyone describes Deidara's hair style to be like Ino's so I decide to change it up a bit so, XP)
They'd decided to quiz her on school so far, like if she knew where the toilet was, if there was any harassment, (at this point they cracked their knuckles menacingly until Hinata assured the contrary), but most importantly…
"Met any guys ya like?"
"What?" Hinata turned slightly pink.
"Ah c'mon," Rin said with a sly grin, "You were sitting with like five guys. Don't tell us you didn't find one of them vaguely attractive?!"
"Fine," Hinata admitted, "Tobi was cute-"
"He doesn't count," Ino said, waving a hand, "he's cute in a 'oh my gosh, I want to squeeze you!' teddy bear kind of way. You know what we mean."
"You were sitting with four other guys, Newbie-senpai, what about them?" Rin probed.
"Deidara's nice and friendly," Hinata continued, "but his family history seems pretty sketchy…Sasori," the girls leaned in. Hinata sighed at their anticipation, "is too hot to be true, but not my type."
"Of course not," Sakura said logically as they all leaned back, "He's no one's type. But it doesn't change the fact he's major eye-candy." The girls giggled at her word for the manga artist.
Ironically, this was about the time the heavily chalk-dusted duo arrived. Right in time for that comment to be heard by the two, to be exact. The former redhead, now sporting white hair, blushed and the grey-haired Shisui snickered. He wasn't laughing for long.
"I guess…Shisui is funny and sorta hot in a way," the oblivious Hinata mentioned.
"Someone's got a crush!" the girls chorused.
Shisui turned a beautiful ripe red and Sasori couldn't speak through his laughter. His laughter echoed down the halls as he left for his own class, until a half-eaten apple was pelted out of Madara's classroom right into his head.
"Stop cackling, old man," the teacher growled.
Shisui was too riveted listening to the current conversation to appreciate that moment.
"Shisui? Isn't that Sasuke's brother's best friend?"
"Oh yeah, I almost forgot about Itachi!"
Great,Shisui thought as he sat down, I'm some person's brother's best friend. Same tone of voice as 'Carol's brother's ex-wife's third cousin'.
The whiskered boy from earlier looked at where Sasuke was emanating a dark aura from the door at Hinata.
"Itachi's okay, kinda rude though."
The ill intent shrank away and the whiskered boy tackled Hinata, "Hi! I'm Naruto! I don't want you getting a tainted idea before meeting us all!" He dragged her to the front of the room despite the three girls' protests and sat her down.
Tobi, she thought, dazed, he's just like Tobi.
History Lesson:Believe it or not, this was actually going to be somewhat of a drama-fic, thus the gangs. So be thankful it wasn't because then it wouldn't be posted. (by the way at one point it was going to be an original story but it was too complicated to do so, this was when it was still a drama-fic)
A/N:I'm uber sorry for not updating! My computer was constantly being taken by a 'malevolent spirit' aka my evil twin. Plus there's an uber long process to this: 5 or 6 drafts. Actually more like 3, but it can vary. First there's the drama draft, then the rewritten, then the one I actually plan on posting, then my evil twin edits/completely rewrites it, then I combine on paper, finally I type it. Yeah, add in sophomore and junior honors level courses given to us poor freshmen and that's why I take so long. Also the teachers refer to students by their given names because there are usually more than one of the same last name. (ex. Uchiha times six)
