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Miss World-HOLE

Kakashi rubbed his eyes...he was beginning to feel like some kind of stalker, waiting for the girl, parked across the street from her house. He sat in his charcoal gray mustang. It was one of the few things in his life he really splurged on aside from his camera equipment but that was work and this is Liz ...named after the most beautiful actress he ever came across in Hollywood history. He smiled thinking of the aged actress and how she looked in her glorious youth...ah timeless. This Hyuuga girl reminded him faintly of the celebrity at that age. Same classical bone structure...same natural coloring well except the eyes...Kakashi really didn't know what color the girl's eyes were...same bewitchingly arched brows... framing thick black heavily fringed eyelashes that curled the right way.

"Careful oldman you're gonna get yourself into trouble if you keep that train of thought going." He scolded himself aloud just to break the silence in the quiet neighborhood. He looked around at how the sun shone off the shiny exteriors of the magazine pictorial worthy prize winning homes and their perfectly manicured lawns and gardens making everything glow hazily in a late afternoon just before dusk way. This wasn't the life Kakashi ever expected to have. He didn't really need that much money. He just wanted to get out of debt and regain the losses of his nest egg. He liked to feel financially secure but he hated having to work doing something he hated. Those jobs never lasted long and he came to the conclusion that he was just wasting his and whatever sorry sonofabitch who hired him time. Ofcourse...if he were ever to 'oh I don't know ' inherit a fortune from some distant unknown relative...he wouldn't spit on it.

So being as inspired by this girl as he was, he had to do his very best to convince her to agree. Agree to model for him. There were so many potential obstacles in his opinion. But nevertheless he was going to persevere...if anything he'd be doing something he totally loved and he hadn't shot anything less than disappointing in so long. He felt the pain at the loss of a passion deep in his soul. Corny as it sounded it was real. True artists needed vision. Even if they were blind. Artists died to have their visions realized and shared and feted.

If only he could get the young girl to agree...if she ever fucking came home. He sighed. He should have brought a book. He had his camera but he didn't think the residents in this neighborhood took kindly to strange suspicious men sitting their cars taking pictures of their houses. Ofcourse...there were the rare jobs he got on the sly to follow and photograph cheating spouses and insurance fraud cases in neighborhoods just like this. He did these jobs out of sheer desperation and total monetary emergency only. His best buddy Genma was a private dick and would throw Kakashi some work if he needed it. Hell Genma had even printed up business cards for Kakashi. So now he had business cards for both photography and sleuthing. Genma went through all the motions to make sure that Kakashi knew there was always an opening for him at his office. But Kakashi knew that he didn't want that life either.

Turning the radio on he hit the preset key to a radioshow that was often amusing. Catching sight of a figure walking up the street...he squinted. When it was near enough for him to make out their details his eye widened at the sight. She trudged up the sidewalk looking down a sad look on her face. Her thick bangs covering her eyes. She had her hair half up in pigtails tied with violet silk ribbons that trailed in the curls of her pitch black hair that shone like ebony in the sunlight. She wore a white longsleeved button up shirt with a high collar trimmed in lace. Over that there was a purple corset with silver pinstripes with black laces up the back. She wore this with black silk shorts and opaque black tights. She had a lavender fuzzy sweater tied around her waist. Her outfit was so feminine and cute Kakashi decided...but it was the clunky black motorcycle boots she wore that made her appearance so interesting...and sexy...'Tsk tsk get a hold of yourself. You are gonna get that girl to model for you... if you can manage it. If you do...you are gonna keep it in your pants...you will not fuck up. ' Kakashi reiterated to himself. Taking a deep breath he grabbed the catalog off of his dashboard and got out the car. Slamming the door behind him he jogged up to girl in order to meet her at the gate at the end of her driveway before she could enter it. When she looked up at him curiously he gave her his best most charming smile and held the catalog out to her...

Hinata was tired of feeling unnoticed. She hated feeling overlooked. It was happening way too much for her tastes these days. She wasn't craving attention or anything but some acknowledgement would be nice. Her whole life her father was too busy running his empire to give a damn about his daughters.

Her sister Hanabi acted out with violent aggression and a wild streak that forced her Hiashi Hyuuga to take notice of her...and promptly send her away to a military academy. (No boardingschool would take her after the first eight expelled her within hours.) Strangely the rigorous discipline was good for the youngest Hyuuga. She was flourishing as a cadet and rarely left school to come home. It could also be the fact that there were many cute boys there for her and hardly any female competition at all.

Her cousin Neji got more attention than she did since her father was grooming him to take over for him one day. Leaving one less person to take notice of her. The house was so empty all the time. Hinata lived with the housestaff. And being the traditionalist he was Hiashi was strict in his belief that there should be no fraternization between masters and servants. Even less human contact for her.

She had her friend Ino...when Ino wasn't in school or out on dates with one of her many admirers. She had her boyfriend Sasuke...who was more and more frequently too busy for her working on an original piece on the piano for his semester finals at the prestigious and exclusive school of performing arts he attended. She sighed if only she had a school to go to or make some more friends at. But Hiashi Hyuuga sneered at the pathetic excuse for a school system in the area and hired her a very proficient and knowledgable private tutor Shizune to see to Hinata's education and etiquette development. She was afterall a socialite in the making.Hiashi just wanted to make sure she would be qualified enough to be a desirable trophy wife to someone who could take care of her and give her a life he abandoned her to provide her with. (a/n: did that make sense?)

These turn of events coupled with her increasing boredom was driving her crazy in her father's beautiful mansion. She felt like a bird in a gilded cage. She was so tired of not doing anything meaningful. She wanted to be bold and inspiring like everyone else in her life. Instead she was nothing more than a doll. Pretty and empty. She even dressed like one. She didn't want a makeover...she wanted validation as a person. It was this strong desire that made her act so spontaneously, when the handsome stranger approached her with her catalog, and accepted his business card. Normally she would have walked away from such an outlandish suggestion. Modeling? Her? Was he mad?

She wasn't flashy like the girls she saw on magazine covers in the waiting room of her gynocologist's office. She wasn't skinny like Ino who could really give those airbrushed tarts a run for their money. She was just Hinata...the pretty Hyuuga doll. But as she lay on her bed turning the card over and over in her hand. She couldn't deny the building excitement within her at the intriguiging prospects he was offering to her. She studied the card and admired how elegant and professional it looked. It only had his name Kakashi Hatake, his studio address which was so similar to her own address and two phone numbers embossed in the calligraphy like font.

The ringtone of her cell phone broke her out of her reverie. Seeing Sasuke's face on the screen she quickly hit the answer key.

"Hey baby what's up?" She answered smiling looking foward to their night out later.

"Hinata? I'm really sorry Sunshine...but I can't make it tonight. Karin can only get time off from her job tonight to work on the song we have to play together at the parent's night coming up. I wouldn't even bother doing it but she really wants to impress her family...I'm really sorry." Sasuke sounded sincere but Hinata was disappointed anyway.

"I was really looking foward to tonight with you Sasuke. We never get to see each other anymore..." Hinata said softly. She heard him sigh on the other end of the conversation.

"I don't know what you want me to do. You know I'm really busy right now with all these extra credit projects I have on top of my final piece...Look why don't you take up a hobby or something...I gotta go Karin is at the door. I'll call you tomorrow okay? love you."

Hinata heard him disconnect. 'When did she become so much more important than me?' Hinata fumed while she thought of every time the redhead with the glasses and fucked up hair managed to sabotage so many of her and Sasuke's plans to spend time together. She knew that the girl liked him. But Sasuke only saw her as a friend. He had took her under his wing at school and now it was spilling over into his personal life...into Hinata's territory. Hinata disliked the other girl on sight. Her simpering demeaner, the fake way she batted her eyelashes at her boyfriend. The slutty way she dressed all the time. Really who wore short shorts with camel toe everyday?

Feeling anger well up inside her she picked the cream colored business card up again and keyed in the number printed on it's face. The phone rang five times before it was answered.

"Hello?" A pleasant voice answered. She knew it was him.

"Mr. Hatake? This is Hinata Hyuuga." She said sweetly trying to mask her surly mood. He didn't deserve her yelling at him when it was Sasuke who pissed her off.

"Ahh Miss Hyuuga...have you given my offer enough thought?"

"Yes I have. When do you want to start?" 'Screw you Sasuke...I'm gonna do better than get a hobby...I'm gonna have fun.' She thought to herself.

"Well we could take some test shots today if you're free. Why don't you bring that catalog back with you when you come."

"Uhh okay," she said slowly confused."I'll be there in an hour." The catalog? That's a weird request.

"Excellent! I'll see you in an hour then. Goodbye."

"um yeah...bye." Hinata ended the call. She jumped up and scampered over to her closet. Even if she wasn't going out with Sasuke tonight she could still dress up. Secretly she was thrilled at seeing Kakashi again. She pictured his gorgeous face in her mind. He had such striking features. The eyepatch and scar only gave his face a dangerous quality that made it only sexier. His untidy hair was silvery blonde like a moonbeam. He was so hot!! Not that she was planning to be unfaithful to her boyfriend but looking at eye candy wasn't cheating was it?

Kakashi was surprised to hear from the girl so fast. He'd gotten the feeling that her boyfriend wouldn't be to keen on the idea of her posing for him by the way she acted earlier. 'Oh well...not a problem I guess' he thought to himself as he readied his camera making sure it was loaded and charged up. Many of his fellow photographers used digital media now. Kakashi still preferred to use film it gave the photos a more aesthetically pleasing quality.

He glanced at the clock when he heard the soft rapping at his door. 'She's early.' He opened the door and gave her a warm smile.

"Come in Miss Hyuuga." he said bowing with a flourish. She giggled at the gesture and he smiled. 'Girl's are so easy to please.' He thought to himself as she stepped into his home. "I'm surprised you actually came. How do you know I'm not gonna murder you and bury your body parts all over the city?" Kakashi said smoothly. (a/n: yes he has a twisted sense of humor)

"I don't...but if I don't come home I'm sure the head of our security will turn all your contact information over to the police as well as the video from all the security cameras that have your face and license number on them." Hinata said brightly

'She's pretty smart.' Kakashi laughed to himself. "Did you bring the catalog?"

Hinata handed it to him. "Why do you want it?" she asked curiously. She watched him flip through the pages until he reached a certain one. Telling her that he's been looking through it before.

"Well I wanna shoot you dressed like this and in this style." He explained to her and showed her the page he wanted. It was of a girl wearing a red dress with lots of ruffles and lace with a black velvet corset over it. A corset she already owned she noticed.

"So you just want to take pictures of me dressed...like this? This is how I dress all the time." Hinata was a little let down. She was looking foward to changing her look up for the pictures and showing a different side to her. A sexy side that would make Sasuke choke on his careless words to her when he saw them.

"Well yes...but I have to tell you some of these shots will be risque...can you handle that?" He said indicating another page except this time the model only had a corset on a camisole and pantelets. Hinata shrugged

"I can handle alot worse...so is this like porn or something?" Hinata said sitting down on the arm of a nearby couch.

"No it's art." He responded lightly.

"What's the difference?"

"Large amounts of money."

'Oh' she looked around the small house. It was neat and well kept. It didn't match him at all. It had a Victorian feel to it. She rather liked it.

"Will your parents mind? I promise it will be tasteful and they can even approve the pictures before I try to do anything with them." Kakashi asked her watching her closely. He didn't need any angry fathers at his doorstep with a nine-iron.

" That won't be necessary my father doesn't care what I do." was her flat reply "My mother is dead."

Nodding at the information because the statement left no room for comment. "Well then would you like to start now? It won't take long and I can't pay you very much right now."

Hinata laughed. "I don't need money! But you can give me a percentage of whatever you make off of what you shoot of me." She wasn't the business genius that Neji was but she was shrewd enough to know what to ask for. Hiashi would've been proud...well almost...

A/N: Well...that was chapter 2! Did you like it? I still don't really know how involved Kakashi and Hinata get but there is gonna be alot of SasuHina in here somewhere...so be warned! I love that pairing. But Kakashi and Hinata are what this story is about...I won't forget that. So don't hate on Sasuke please! I also didn't want to do that boring chapter 1...chapter2...chapter3...blah blah blah. So instead I'm gonna make the title chapters something interesting (to me at least) and relatable to the story in some way. Like sometimes they will be song titles of something I think fits in with the story...kinda like a playlist...you'll see why soon. So Miss World is a song by Hole. Give it a listen sometime.

Post A/N: Okay I forgot to name this chapter...oops well gotta remember next time huh? I would redo it if I could figure out how...can anybody tell me? Oh well...