'Shit, I'm late' Sasuke thought as he ran down the long hallway. It was times like this that made him wish he didn't live in a mansion. He let out a frustrated groan. He definitely shouldn't have gone out partying last night when he knew he had a major test in the morning. He was on his way to the kitchen to grab his keys off the island and maybe grab an apple when his Itachi stopped him.
"Sasuke, stop" Itachi commanded. Sasuke rolled his eyes as he went to move around Itachi. He seriously didn't have time for this right now.
"I'm telling you," Itachi warned getting in his way "you do not want to go in there"
"Why not?" Sasuke snapped "I need my keys"
"I just wouldn't recommend going into the kitchen" Itachi warned for the last time as he left for work. Sasuke shrugged, his brother could be really weird sometimes. He usually listened to Itachi but not today. He needed the keys to his baby. By the way, his baby was his shiny, storm cloud gray 2013 Ford Mustang. He took a peek into the kitchen to make sure there was nothing life threating in there. What he saw wasn't life threating but it did make him wish he was blind. His father was in the kitchen banging some random chick.
Why in the kitchen? There are twenty-seven rooms in the house and they choose the kitchen. Why? Why did he throw his keys on the island when he came home last night? What was he thinking? Oh right, he wasn't thinking. He was stoned. Sasuke sighed sometimes he made some really shitty decisions. He took a deep calming breath before entering the kitchen.
"Hey! Break it up! Break it up!" he ordered. He swallowed hard forcing down the contents of his stomach. His father and the woman jumped apart. Sasuke didn't mind seeing a naked woman. He had seen his share of those, but his father… Sasuke swallowed down the rising food again.
"Sasuke! What are you doing here?" his father yelled in question. Sometimes his father acted like a true idiot.
"Did you forget I live here?" Sasuke asked. The question was rhetorical and it was meant to make his father feel like the idiot he was acting like. By the way his father's ears were turning red he could tell it was working. Alas he didn't have time to relish in the feeling because he was late. He scanned room looking for his keys.
"Boy don't-" Sasuke cut his father off. He definitely didn't wasn't to listen to his naked father give him a lecture.
"Where are my keys?" the woman walked over to a messy pile on the floor. All of that stuff must have been on the island before they decided to… yeah; he didn't want to think about it. The woman bent over smiling at Sasuke as she retrieved his keys from the pile. She sashayed her way over to him and dropped the keys in his hand all the while she held that inviting smile. He rolled his eyes, what a slut.
"Thanks, whore" he said in a flat voice as he made his way out the door. He could hear the woman's gasp and his father yelling after him before he slammed the door. 'What crappy morning.' he thought as he got into his baby and made his way to school.
Meanwhile at Hyuuga household Hinata was getting ready for her first day at Sanin High. She too, was running late. Her body wasn't used to the time difference yet. Curse her father for making this switch in the middle of the year. She didn't even have time to adjust!
Hinata decided to wear her baby blue sweatshirt that had the mustache on it. Along with her black cut-off shorts and her baby blue toms. She quickly did her hair up in a messy donut bun, leaving her bangs out to frame her face. She completed the look with mustache earrings and her mood mustache ring. Oh, yeah she was a hipster… Okay, maybe not so much.
"Hinata! Get down here! You will not be late to school!" her father bellowed from downstairs. At that she grabbed her panda backpack and ran down the hall to the stairs. She quickly descended the stairs and met her father and sister, Hanabi, in the kitchen. He tossed her an apple, then a set of keys.
"That's the house and car key." he quickly explained. "I'll be home around seven. Don't be late" He kissed both of their head and walked out the front door. 'Car? Who's car?' Hinata thought as she fiddled the keys.
"Hinata! Take me to school in your car! Please! Please! Please!" Hanabi begged jumping up and down. Hanabi was supposed to catch a ride with Neji if she didn't want to ride the school bus but she had woken up late today.
"My car? Daddy bought me a car?" she asked as they both ventured to the garage. Sure enough there was a car in there. Hinata wasn't really sure what type of car it was she just knew it was cream colored, shiny and new.
"Duh, Hinata! Stop acting poor…" Hanabi said as went to the car and hopped in. She could get used to Hinata staying here. The patent leather seats of the car were way better than the hard ones on that stuffy old bus. Hinata sighed as she pressed the garage button on her keys, got in the car and rode off.
It was safe to say that American cars weren't built like the Australian cars Hinata was used too. Or maybe it was just the fact that the only car her mother's parents could afford was a beat up, old pickup truck. Whatever the reason, Hinata blamed her current situation on it. She was pulled over on the side of the road, waiting for the police officer behind her to get out of his car.
She had only been in California for a three days and a half and she was already being pulled over by the police. What would her father say? How in the world was she going to pay for a speeding ticket? 'What a crappy morning' Hinata thought. The sound of the officer tapping on the window shocked her out of her thoughts. She sent a nervous look over at Hanabi, who engrossed in a texting spree completely ignoring her. The officer tapped the window again impatiently. Hinata quickly rolled the window all the way down.
The young cop gave Hinata a once over before pulling off his shades and tucking them in his front pocket. The sheer suspense of it all was killing Hinata. She tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear before she cleared her throat a little too loudly. The young officer gave Hinata a polite smile. The smile only hid his impure motives.
"Do you know how fast you were going, miss?" he began the usual onslaught of questions. Hinata meekly shook her head. She was never really good around authority figures, for some reason they just scared her.
"Please use your words, miss." He instructed. "Are you aware of how fast you were going?" he asked again only this time a little more forcefully. Hinata barely found her voice to speak to him. Couldn't he just give her the ticket and let her go?
"N-No sir" she mumbled honestly.
"Sixty-three mph in a fifty-five zone" he informed her. "License and registration" the young man put his hand out. Hinata quickly handed over her information. She was definitely going to be late.
"Where are you headed?" he asked as he looked over her information. He kept sneaking peeks at her as he read.
"School, we are both going to school." Hinata answered. The man peered into the car as if he was just noticing Hanabi in the car. He nodded as he handed back Hinata's license and registration.
"I could give you a ticket." He began as he leaned into the window. "But since you are so cute I'll let you slide." The officer curled his finger under Hinata's chin. Hinata shuddered in displeasure but the policeman took it as excitement. She was completely speechless. Is this really happening? Did he really just do that?
"This is a warning" he continued "If I catch you again, who knows what I will do" with a wink and a smirk he was gone. Hinata shook her head before continuing on her way. Although this time she made sure to go the speed limit. Contrary to her previous thoughts she had made it to school on time. The first bell hadn't even rung yet. Ino was in the parking lot waiting for her just as they had planned the night before. Hinata hoped she hadn't kept Ino waiting.
"Hinata, what took you so long?" Ino yelled excitedly as Hinata got out of the car. Ino could hardly contain herself; she hadn't seen her best-friend in almost three years now. The only contact they had was over the phone.
"Oh Hinata! I've missed you so much!" Ino exclaimed pulling Hinata into a bone crushing hug. Don't let Ino's looks deceive you she was the perfect super-model, but she was a strong as a wrestler. Ino truly did look like a super-model to Hinata. In three years she had really blossomed. Well, Ino was always cute, but now she looked even better. Her platinum blonde hair had gotten even longer. She had acquired a beautiful shape and some height. Some things were as Hinata remembered them like her shimmering blue eyes; they still hadn't lost that spark. The sound of Ino shouting in face brought her out of her thoughts. She really needed to stop drifting off.
"Hmm?" Hinata mumbled in question.
"You weren't listening to a thing I said were you?" Ino pouted crossing her arms. Hinata sent her an apologetic smile.
"I'm so sorry, Ino." Hinata sincerely apologized "Could you say it again?" Ino pulled Hinata into another one of her bone crushing bear hugs, she mumbled excitedly about she could never stay mad at Hinata.
"I said, look who's filled out!" Ino exclaimed causing heads to turn and Hinata to blush with embarrassment. An arm snaked around Hinata's waist. Hinata let out an almost indubitable squeak.
"I was just thinking that…" a male voice agreed. Hinata didn't look up to see who was holding her so affectionately. She just stared straight ahead at Ino with a face as red as a stop sign.
"Where's Temari?" she asked all too calmly for the normally boy-shy Hinata. On the outside she was calm. On the inside she was freaking out.
"She's at home sick…" Ino answered slowly. To say Ino was confused by Hinata's actions was beyond correct. Hinata nodded slowly. So there was no possible was that this was Temari trying to prank her…
"So this is definitely not Temari?" she asked. Ino simply shook her head. Hinata nodded her head taking it all in. She dared to look up at the intruder and saw the most attractive man she's seen in a while. That one peek was all it took for Hinata to faint. She was in the arms of the most attractive man. However a man, no less. A man that was so close, too close. Who had his are wrapped around her. Who made her stomach feel tingling and her breath feel short. She was never good around guys, that weren't related to her or taken. She was too shy… Ino almost laughed, same old Hinata. Some things just don't change.