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When I came through the front door at home after school, I dropped my books in surprise. Sitting at the kitchen table as if they came to this place everyday were Neji and the Uchiha boy from Science. Their eyes followed my books to the ground before rising back up to my face.
Neji's gray eyes held a sort of resentment in them, and he rolled them before resting his chin on his fist and dropping his eyes to the table. Itachi's didn't give away any emotions, but he politely stopped staring and looked at his hands in his lap. I dropped to my knees and started to pick up my stuff, "S-sorry!"
"Hinata!" I saw Tenten standing at the bottom of the stairs with her hair in disarray, probably from changing quickly into her maid uniform. It consisted of a white dress with long sleeves and many layers of the skirt. A simple black apron rested over the front and tied into a bow in the back. Black tights and flats completed the outfit.
Father had made sure each maid had the outfit, and had rudely told me while ordering them out of the catalog that it would probably be the most expensive piece of clothing the workers would own. Even if it was true in some cases, there's no need to talk about the fact.
Tenten's brown eyebrows were raised as she knelt in front of me suddenly. One of her hands rested ontop of my own that was reaching for my composition notebook and the other held onto the chair beside us to keep balance. She whispered, "Hinata, is something wrong? You're stuttering."
After retracting my hand from under hers, I grabbed my books and stood while denying the accusation, "I'm just a-a little tired is a-all." Tenten gave me a skeptical look, her mouth set in a half-frown, and took my books from me, "I'll put these upstairs in your room. Go get a snack or something."
Nodding, I allowed her to leave and walked past the silent guests that sat at the table behind me. However, I froze when I realized my selfishness. I turned and fiddled with my hands, "Do you guys w-want something to snack on or a d-drink?"
They declined, but Neji's resentment turned into a hard glare. Gulping away my nervousness, I stumbled away towards the kitchen, but Father's chest met my face. I was forced to take a step back before mumbling, "G-good afternoon, Father." My heart tightened as I watched his eyes narrow, "A word alone, Hinata?"
Nervously, I followed him down the hall and into his study. He sat at his desk and busied his hands with straightening the papers that were spread across it's surface. My eyes glued themselved to the floor as every possible outcome of this meeting ran through my head. "Hinata."
The suddeness of his voice caused me to jump slightly, " Yes F-Father?" Once I managed to raise my gaze, cold eyes burnt into my own, "I want you to pick up your sister from karate practice at 6:30, and I want you to make dinner for our guests." Normally, the maids take care of dinner on weeknights, but Mom had taught me a thing or two about being a Hyuuga woman: one thing being to never question the head of the house.
Rising to my feet, I bowed in respect, "I w-will, Father." When I returned to the kitchen, the boys were in the same place as before and Tenten was waiting for me by the counter, "Okay, Hinata-sama. What would you like to make for dinner?" Like I said before, the maids always know what's going on in the house before anyone else does.
Tenten's eyes were dark with annoyance, and she kept glancing over at the large dining room table. I held up one finger to tell her to wait a moment before turning to the students seated at the table, "Are there anymore of y-you coming tonight?" I knew Neji wouldn't answer me, so I looked to the only other person. The boy's face remained so impassive that I didn't immediatley recognize that it was his soft voice floating through the air, "Four more will be arriving within the week. They have other arrangements until that time."
Neji still just glared at me. Tenten's own glare seemed to rival his pretty well. I mean, steam could almost be seen shooting out of her ears. This situation is proving to be very troublesome.
Dinner had been very uneventful and tense. With Tenten and a few other maids' help, I had managed to make a decent meal for everyone. Father didn't let any hints out about whether he approved of my cooking or not, but Hanabi wouldn't stop telling me that this is better than what the maids could do themselves.
Tenten doesn't eat dinner with the rest of the family, for she is a maid. An uncountable amount of times, I have asked Father to change some of the rules like that. He treats them like they aren't regular human beings. Straight after dinner, I showed Neji and the other one their rooms on the floor above my own. Currently, I am dreaming of my second day of school that is approaching swiftly.
Suddenly, I am woke up by a light coming in from the hallway. That's funny, I thought I shut the door before I went to bed. Being a light sleeper, I shot up into a sitting position with my byakugan activated. Byakugan is one of the reasons for my family's wealth. Our eyes are very talented, and can see through walls and such, but not clothes or skin.
For this reason, our family owns a spy academy for training cops, agents, and military. Two figures were standing near the window. Upon closer evaluation, I recognized the two guests from earlier standing near my window, neither looking like a deer in headlights. Neji held a look that said, "Did you REALLY have to wake up? I hate you." and Itachi just stared blankly out the window.
Covering myself with my blanket, I spoke in a whisper, "W-what are you doing?!" Neji spoke for the first time, "That is none of your business." His voice was a deep baratone with a serious sound to it, laced with hate. The two looked ready to escape from a second-story window. Both had on dark, easy to move in clothes. If I didn't know any better, I'd have guessed they were headed out to rob someone. I glanced between the two of them, unbelieving, "I g-guess not..."
After a few seconds, the two successfully manuevered themselves out the window, and into the large tree that came just a few feet away from the mansion. Whatever they were planning on doing, they had better hope Father doesn't catch them. Before trying to go back to sleep, I wished them luck that such a thing didn't happen.
The rest of the night was restless. I twisted and turned in my sleep until I finally gave up and got out of bed. Once I was done getting prepared for school, I cleaned my bedroom and two of the spare bedrooms upstairs carefully. Exausted from the work, I sat down on one of the rooms' bed.
At a glance, I saw a clock read 4:00 A.M. Two hours I have to kill, so I headed downstairs to make a nice breakfast. After putting on a large apron to make sure my school clothes didn't get dirty, I made sunny side up eggs, floppy bacon, pancakes, blueberry muffins, and banana muffins.
As I cleaned up my mess and set the table for the meal, I thought about that Hidan guy. He has a lip ring, so I know Father will disapprove of me having any kind of association with him. I had kept my eyes on him for the remainder of lunch yesterday, despite Sakura and Ino's threat.
Though I've never talked to him, I feel as though we were meant to be friends, and I really want to talk to him. He's good-looking and is friends with Konan, who is nice, so he can't be a bad person. I blush just thinking about how ridiculous I am: thinking so much about a person I don't even know. I dressed in a less "rich-kid" fashion today.
The outfit consisted of a black bubble skirt with a dark green dress shirt that I got from the mall in town and black wedge-flipflops. My long hair is half pulled back with a messy bun (Deidara's hairstyle but with a bun instead of a ponytail) A chair being scooted out broke me of my thoughts.
Sneakily, I glanced around the counter's corner to peek at the table only to see Tenten looking straight at me with pity covering her whole face. "Stop it, Tenten." Of course I have no problems talking to just Tenten. She's my best friend. The girl is also dressed for school in old skinny jeans that have a few artificial holes in them, a light pink tee with a big panda on the front, and neon blue converse. Everyone knows what her hair looks like, but she had put on a touch of mascara and lip gloss.
Despite my surprise at that fact, I didn't bother her about it. Who am I to question her if she's trying to look girlish for someone? The girl stood up, slamming her hands on the table's top. As I wiped my hands on the apron and took it off, I registered the clanking of the crystal dishes that were on the table.
"I can't help it! First, he has you take your mother's place in the mansion. Then, " her voice rose on the word as if each point was more horrible, "that dickhead Neji and his friend are to be taken care of you too! Now, you've neglected the healthy amount of sleep needed by a student just to clean and make breakfast! Don't think I didn't see those rooms, Hinata. My room is right down the hall from them."
"So, I'm a dickhead then?" The Hyuuga that Tenten had included in her rage now stood in his school clothes as he stood by the wall separating the family room from the staircase. He was wearing baggy men's aero jeans and a plain white, short-sleeved t-shirt. Tenten took one look at the smirk he wore and turned red, balling her fists at her sides, "Yes!"
The girl, along with being easily distracted, has a short temper. The Uchiha descended the stairs, also dressed for school, and sat at the table. He wore black baggy-skinny jeans (You know the type. The kind guys wear. I don't know what they're called.) with a red shirt that said "The TRAX" across the front.
We all stood in an awkward silence, but as soon as Neji seemed about to make a smart remark to the still-furious Tenten, Itachi's soft voice again floated into the air, "Thank you for making breakfast." We all looked at him, and he wasn't eating. He seemed to be waiting for everyone else to sit. He must truly be an Uchiha, for he shows all of the manners of one, minus the conceited part.
I don't know him well enough to tell if he is that way. My eyes saw him staring at the table blankly as if it was saying something of deep importance to him, "U-um, you're welcome." Tenten was seething, but sat at the table anyway. Father's voice came from behind me, "Two more are coming tonight. Have dinner ready by 6:00." Without even looking at him, I said dully, "Okay."
When Tenten and I walked through the doors of the school, she had to run off to archery practice, but I was bombarded by a group of students. They all talked at once, making it hard for me to understand anything any of them said. Once they had me surrounded, a tall brunette boy silenced the rest of them before speaking loud and clear for everyone to hear, "Is it true you fucked Itachi Uchiha in the boys' locker room yesterday after lunch?"
My face paled. Is this a normal action of the teenager? Are you supposed to "fuck" at school with people you don't know? "W-who's Itachi U-U-Uchiha?!" A strong hand was suddenly on my shoulder, and I saw Hidan's handsome face to my left. Vaguely, I registered that my skin burnt where his hand rested, "Did fucking Ino-slut and Sakura-bitch start a new rumor? Look at this bitch!" he gestured towards me with his free hand, violet eyes giving me a glance of disbelief, "She's obviously never even thought of sex! Damn!"
I gulped. I have too thought about that subject. It wasn't of deep intent, but I am a teenage girl and it's inevitable. Heat rose to my cheeks when everyone turned to look at me as if to see if what Hidan had said was true. I had to get away, so I ducked under his arm and hurried around the group before they could ask anything else.
I found myself locking myself into a stall in the bathroom with tears in my eyes. Did they really start such a horrible rumor? On top of that, Hidan called me a bitch! It shouldn't hurt my feelings so much, but I like him. Even if I don't really know him, I like him. He has such a wonderful voice.
Granted, he uses vulgar language, but I wasn't focused on that. I don't have a crush on Hidan, I think, but I do like him. I don't think he likes me. After ridding myself of the tears and cleaning my face of any evidence, I got out and went to my seat in the Science classroom, earlier than everyone again.
Sakura came into the room, and I worked up enough confidence to get up and confront her, "H-hey Sakura, u-um, did you, by a-a-any chance, hear a rumor that I s-slept with someone yesterday?" The pinkette's cloudy eyes hardened as she met my staggering gaze head on, "Why, I don't know what you're talking about, Hinata! Who did you sleep with?" My face heated up, "I didn't s-sleep with anyone! Someone started a rumor that I s-slept with Uchiha Itachi. W-who is that?"
The Uchiha that is staying at my home walked in just then, hearing everything, and stared at me blankly for a few seconds before closing his eyes. His eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he silently went to his seat. Sakura mouthed the word "HIM!" to me and I covered my mouth, shaking my head quickly, "I-It didn't happen!" People think I'm close enough to even talk to him properly? They're crazy!
Sakura gave me a look that said that she thought I was crazy for saying that out loud while he was sitting in the same room, "I'll talk to you at lunch, okay?" I opened my mouth to answer, but she cut me off, "Good. See you then." Itachi had buried his head in another book, and I took it as a sign that he didn't want to be bothered.
I sat stiffly through the class again, seeing as Gaara hadn't warmed up to me yet. At the end of class, a note appeared on top of my books. I looked up to see Itachi leaving with the rest of the class. I know that doesn't mean he put it there, but there is a chance that he did, so I read the letter after hurrying to World History. It read, "Lunch. The roof."
When lunchtime came around, I watched for Sakura and Ino and made my way to the roof. The metal door lay propped open by a stack of books. Timidly, I walked out to see Ino standing with her arms crossed defiantly across her bulging chest. She was talking to a boy with spiky black hair that kept his distance and didn't seem to be listening.
Surprise took over me, and I turned to leave. Sakura was standing behind me. Oh Mom, what have I gotten myself into?
Are you are thinking that Hinata is taking some stuff too harshly, like Hidan's calling her a bitch or a rumor being started? I made her that way because she has been in an all girls school her whole life. There, you have to at least pretend to get along because it's a private school, so she's never experienced those kinds of situations. Thanks for reading!
