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0-Flower boys/Two-0
"Oi! Get back here, moron! I'm not done telling you about our club!" Sakura exclaimed, shaking her fist at the back of a fleeing first year student that she had cornered on his way to class. She readied herself to give chase as she rolled up her sleeves, a strange glint flaring in the depths of her jade hues.
"A-Ah! Sakura-chan!" Hinata's hand shot out and she managed to catch hold of her passionate friend before the pinkette could go careening off after the poor soul that she had set her sights on earlier. When the taller female turned those intense eyes on her, the heiress couldn't help the miniscule flinch, darting her eyes away and off to the side as she lowered her hand. "I k-know that you said that you'd help g-gather members for the club, but..." She slowly lifted her large lavender eyes to her expectant friend, and offered her a lopsided smile. "I d-don't think that it'd be right to force the unwilling j-just because we need more people."
"Aw, come on Hinata-chan!" Sakura's lip jutted out into a slight pout, straightening out of her predator's crouch. "It isn't as if I was forcing him into the club... I was just giving him good advice as to why not joining wouldn't be in his best interest."
"...Right..." Hinata knew for a fact that if she was in an anime, at that very moment there would be an enormous sweat drop rolling right down the back of her head. She brushed the silly notion aside with a slight shake of her head before turning her attention back onto her best friend. "The bell's going ring soon." She noted, her eyes riveting from one side of the hall to the other as she noticed some of their lower classmen rushing out of their wing of the school.
"Hai." The pinkette flipped her shoulder length hair over her shoulder before turning to the Hyuuga with a wide grin. "Want me to walk you to class?"
"O-Okay!" Hinata returned the smile as she fell into step with the older teen. She knew that if she said no, her friend would insist and do it anyways. After all, this was the first year that they didn't end up in the same homeroom class. Both girls were dismayed when they first found out, but found ways around it; such as Sakura walking Hinata to class. It wasn't really an issue for the pinkette, for her homeroom teacher, Hatake Kakashi-sensei, was notorious for being ten to fifteen minutes late to class every day.
"Maybe we'll get lucky and find someone worthy of being in our club, ne, Hinata-chan?" Sakura took one look at Hinata's horrified expression, and tried her best to keep the laughter that bubbled up down. She knew that her straightforwardness unsettled the Hyuuga heiress, but one couldn't expect results without action. After all, there's no way that I'd let all of Hinata-chan's hard work planning this club go to waste on account of three losers and a sensei. She thought as she stepped forward and slid the door open to class 3-A, Hinata's classroom.
"L-looks like we made it without you spotting a-anyone worthy of recruiting, ne, Sakura-chan?" Hinata asked as she crossed over the threshold with poorly concealed relief.
Sakura snorted and opened her mouth to answer before her mouth dropped open, staring at something over her friend's shoulder. Oh, Kami... Why didn't I think of this sooner?
The pinkette's eyes shined with amusement as they flicked back to Hinata after burning a hole into whatever it was that forced her to fixate all of her attention over the Hyuuga's shoulder. She smirked. "I don't know... It looks like I may have just found our newest addition to the club, Hinata-chan." She said before striding past the indigo haired female and straight to the back of the classroom.
0-Break-0
He knew that he should have skipped school that day.
When the shoelace of his right shoe got caught on the frame of his bedroom door that morning, he just knew it was a sign sent down from Kami; it was urging him to remain in the confines of his bed for the remainder of the day. Nara Shikamaru, not being one to argue with the whims of a god had planned on doing just that, but when his mother caught the teen in the process of removing his shoes, she threw his ass out onto the street. He wasn't fazed in the slightest. Instead of contacting the authorities concerning his abusive mom, the ponytailed male simply brushed himself off as little as he could get away with before trudging off to school.
That was the sign that he should have interpreted as a warning not to come. Of course, his mother throwing him out of the house was common enough that he had merely shrugged it off at the time, a decision that he was sorely regretting...
Especially when the slender, yet extremely dangerous third year student Haruno Sakura from class 3-C was heading straight for him. The harsh lighting in the room did nothing to dim the bright light in her jade hues, flashing much like that of a predator who spotted their prey.
The ponytailed male was sorely tempted to simply put his head down and feign slumber but he knew for a matter of fact that the pinkette hardass wasn't mentally stunted, not in the slightest. She wouldn't fall for the act for a second, and in the end, it would require less energy to just own up to his awareness as of late.
"Nara Shikamaru..." Sakura started off as she rounded the desk diagonal to his own and came to a stop directly in front of his, a small smirk curling on her lips. "Just the person I needed to find..."
"Doubtful." He sighed as he craned his head back to look at her, ignoring the slight twitch of muscles above her eyebrows in what he knew to be annoyance. "But what is it?" He could tell that she bit her tongue for a moment or two, knowing full and well that the female had quite the temper. Her obvious restrain only made her more suspicious.
"As you know, everyone is required to be a part of at least extracurricular activity, and it's come to my attention that you haven't joined one yet."
Ah, so that's what this is about. Intelligent light brown orbs flicked towards the entrance of the classroom, landing on the shy Hyuuga who regularly sat only a couple of seats away from him. He knew little of the petite heiress personally, but one thing that he did know was that she had a great love for cooking and flowers, that being made apparent when she gifted everyone in class with a sweet and single flower whenever a holiday passed.
It didn't take a genius to figure what this conversation was going to be about. Shikamaru's eyes slid back to the female before him and blinked slowly. "Thanks, but no thanks, Haruno. I'll probably end up joining the shogi club." He moved to put his head down, his face almost reaching the welcoming hard surface. He didn't get far.
Just before his head hit the desk, Sakura's hand shot out and snagged him by his ponytail, her jade hues narrowing while a wickedly false smile was revealed. She ignored his sharp groan and dragged his head up so that they were level with one another. "There is no shogi club, Nara."
"Really? How troublesome." The lazy teen did nothing to free himself, nor did he struggle. He knew for a fact that his salvation would come soon. The soft shuffle of rushed steps drawing near was almost enough for the male to let out a sigh of relief. And not a second too late. He thought with a wince. This may have not been the first time that someone pulled him by his hair, but it wasn't really something that he liked reenacted.
"S-Sakura-chan! L-Let Nara-kun go!" The Hyuuga came within his sights as she lifted a dainty hand to gently separate the pinkette's grasp from his hair. "I'm not t-this desperate to get people to j-join the club." The shorter of the two females before him forced the taller to take a couple of steps away from his desk before lifting her head and offering him an embarrassed smile. "Gomen Nara-kun. We'll l-leave you alone from now on."
"Chill out, Hina-chan; I've got this!" Sakura tossed her shoulder length hair and sent her best friend a confident smile and thumbs up before turning to face the male once more. "Listen, Nara. It's not a secret to anyone that you're lazy, nor is it a secret that your favorite pastime is cloud watching. If you join the gardening club, which I may add is a club in which you'll be outside ninety-five percent of the time while under the comfort of shade, all you'll have to do is water a couple of plants, pull a dozen or so weeds, then you'll be free to daydream all you want."
Shikamaru took a couple of seconds to weigh his options in his head. Well... It isn't the worst that I could do. People don't really care about me enough to make a big deal that I'm joining a girly club... But then again... He glanced back up at the bossy teen before him. Is it worth being in the same club as HER? Hyuuga isn't bad at all, in fact, I prefer her over most females in our class, but Sakura's 100% hardass...
"You don't need to give us your answer right now, but it'd be cool if you gave it to us before this weekend, ne?" Sakura stepped away from his desk, taking her repressive shadow with her. Her jade hues flicked towards Hinata and she offered her friend a wide smile, reaching out to muss up her straight hair. "I'll be waiting by the gates after class, Hinata-chan!"
"H-Hai!" Hinata returned the smile with one of her own, showing off a set of dimples that Shikamaru couldn't recall seeing in all of their time in class together. The two dark haired teens watched as the pinkette made her exit, just as the final bells rang out. The two classmates briefly met eyes before the Hyuuga flushed lightly, gave him a slight nod, and hastily took her seat.
The lazy Nara turned his eyes forward and gently rested his head on the folds of his arms atop his desk as Kurenai-sensei took charge of their class, ready for his afternoon nap. That was kawaii.
0-Break-0
She couldn't help the small smile that spread across her lips as she opened her shoe locker at the end of the day, staring in at the addition that had to have been added sometime during the day when she was in class. Hinata slowly reached in and pulled out a single camellia, lifting it to her nose as she gently inhaled it's sweet scent. She received a flower daily and has been given one every school day since her third year of middle school. Usually it'd be a flower that anyone could pick off the side of the streets, but she didn't care. It was the thought that counted, and despite the fact that she's left countless notes and presents for her giver, they'd always be there in the afternoon, alongside a new flower.
"Oi, Hyuuga."
Hinata started at the voice that sounded behind her, nearly dropping the bloom in her haste to turn towards the source. Shikamaru stood there with one hand grasping his satchel over his shoulder while the other was safely nestled in his pocket. "Konnichiwa, Nara-kun." She gave the male a small bow before raising her lavender orbs to meet his, curious as to what the male wanted with her.
Shikamaru raised a brow at the formality, but quickly shook it off, passing it off as the Hyuuga's strict upbringing. "About your club..."
Hinata held her breath. Earlier in the day, when Sakura had started her 'invitation', the heiress had been skeptical about the male accepting, but now that he had some time to think about it... Yeah right, Hinata. She scolded herself inwardly. There's no way that Nara-kun will join. It is a gardening club, after all... That's about as unmanly as one can get next to the fashion club.
"Hyuuga?"
"E-Eh?" Hinata's head snapped up, a deep flush taking residence upon her cheeks when she realized that her classmate was watching her with an amused tilt to his lips. He had noticed her lack of attention! "A-AH! Gomen, Nara-."
"It's cool." He gave a halfhearted shrug. "I daydream all the time."
"Iie, I-I wasn't..." She dropped her head in defeat and released a small sigh when her voice failed her. She could never get the right words out when she wanted to.
"...I've been thinking about it, and I've decided that it wouldn't be so troublesome to be in your club."
It felt as if her heart stopped beating for a second before starting back up and working overtime. "Y-You'll..?" She glanced up and noticed that Shikamaru was holding the gardening club sign up page.
"Haruno had slammed this on my desk whenever she was leaving. I guess you didn't notice." He handed it back to her, noticing with a small smile how her eyes immediately riveted to the newly added signature.
She felt a sharp stinging in her eyes as she lifted grateful eyes to the tanned male before her. The smile that she usually only reserved for family and Sakura spilled onto her lips, her dimples seemingly etched into her lightly flushed cheeks.
Light brown hues widened and he took a small step back, his usually lethargic body tensing when he noticed the liquid pooling in her eyes. "O-Oi! Don't cry, Hyuuga." He took another step back when the tears spilled over and followed the pull of gravity down her cheeks. "I'll... Dammit, I'll go get Haruno. Until then, try to stop crying." He sent her one more unsure glance over his shoulder before turning tail and taking off in a small jog towards the gates of the school where he knew the pinkette to be waiting.
Hinata watched the male run off, her smile only widening as she clutched the sign up form to her body, hugging it to her.
"A-Arigatou gozaimasu, Shikamaru-kun."
0-Two/End-0
A/N: I find it amusing that some of you don't like Sakura. I mean, when she isn't after Sasuke, she's actually pretty cool. Thus, she shall only be cool in this fic since she won't chase said Uchiha (who will be appearing in the next chappie, so look out for it!)
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