The Boy with Twenty Faces

The Narcissist and the Peasant


Boring. I tapped my teddy bear pencil on my notebook monotonously. Boring. I puffed some air out of my lungs as if I was an exploding vacuum. Today was so boring. The most relevant thing that had happened since that morning was probably Uzumaki-kun –I had decided to call him Uzumaki-kun secretly in my head, I know, lame –giving me a feeble 'hi' and turning around to take some tedious notes on his tedious notebook with his tedious led pencil. Today was so boring! I crouched onto my desk and laid my head on the cold, wood surface.

Boring was all I could think of. I don't know why it felt so boring, it just felt that way. It was a normal day, to my dismay I dare say. It was boring not to… well forget what I was about to say, let's just leave it in boring. I hadn't seen Uchiha-senpai in about three days, how rude of him not even mailing me. Well not that I was actually expecting one, but still if you go on a date with someone –even if it is a joke of a date –you should mail them right?

I ruffled my hair in distress, not the distressed movie star kind of distress, more like I – slept – way – too – good –and – didn't – comb –my –hair distress. Uzumaki-kun looked at me with those startled foamy eyes that could rival Uchiha-senpai in his moe mode. Uzumaki-kun wasn't ugly, in fact he was quite handsome, it's just that no girl in their right mind –and actually there was no sane girl in this school –would notice him next to Uchiha-senpai. Uchiha-senpai! He was the worse. I couldn't help but shake my head stupidly, as if that would help idiot! In fact I think it would make it worse, to shake my brains so intensely that is. I could die of a vain exploding and when they did the autopsy to discover the reason of my death the doctors would say, "This one was a stupid one, she thought she was a blender."

But who cared about Uchiha-senpai! I had plenty other things to do. I could enter a club or start doing sports, of course that f I tried doing sports I was sure I would break like a toothpick in hands of a sumo wrestler, but this was just a statement. I had other things to do that watch a guy switch personalities all day. Uchiha-senpai shouldn't be so eccentric…


Uchiha-senpai how have you been?

Are you sick?

You haven't come to school.

^_^ V

I can't believe myself. After all that determination draining through like water through a cheese cloth I felt as damsel in distress-ish as Bella Swan. I can't believe that I mailed him just like that. Was I that desperate to get out of this stupid routine as to actually mail him? Yes I was! I couldn't believe it at the moment but I actually missed Uchiha-senpai, he was my Suzumiya Haruhi after all.

I sighed, I had already taken a bath and done my homework and no response from Uchiha-senpai had come. I wasn't as desperate as I was some hours ago but I still wanted to talk to him. I picked up my cell phone and checked if I had received any mails while I was in the bathroom. None. Nothing. Uchiha-senpai… had he switched again?

Well who cared, "I don't!" I sighed and practically threw my cell phone at the wall. I wailed in panic. That had been a present from Neji nii-san! Why had I done that? I was such an idiot. But then the cell phone vibrated and all thought of concern wiped out of my head like dusty chalk from a black board.

I'm okay.

Thank you for your concern.

I am so happy! = )

He replied. I wanted to mail him and reply but I didn't think that I had much to say, I just wanted to see him and live life switching.

Happy? What had made Uchiha-senpai happy? Had something happened? I suppose so, people aren't happy over sad things. I smiled fondly. I was going crazy. I really was. I tucked myself underneath the sheets and rested my head on the bunny shaped pillow that Hanabi-chan had forgotten when she would watch movies in my room.

Hanabi-chan. How had she taken the big news of my date with the high and mighty Uchiha Sasuke? She probably hadn't liked it. Hanabi was a bit like me. She had always had a hard time socializing. They used to tease her back in elementary school about her strange eye color. She would always come crying to my room in the middle of the night and I would tuck her in next to me and tell her a funny story of when mom was still alive. Hanabi-chan clung to me as much as a fish clung to a hook. She didn't cling to me in a bad way, I knew she loved me but I was not sure if she knew I loved her. I was afraid she would do something rash out of inner frustration. Hanabi-chan was the type to do that.


Boring? Today was not boring. In fact today was so exciting that I almost wished that some boredom of the day before would leak onto today.

"Ah~! It hurts so much to be so beautiful," Uchiha-senpai had on a typical narcissist pose, he was resting one hand over his forehead in a melodramatic disdain and hugging himself as if he himself was the most delicate girl on earth.

"Yes?" I would have thought that moe was the only thing that Uchiha-senpai could be apart from his stone of a personality. It seems I was wrong.

When I arrived at school this morning :

"Did you hear? They say Uchiha Sasuke-sama has been acting weird since he arrived."

"Eh~? What do you mean?"

"Well, he is actually… talking."

"Talking? Well that's normal enough, isn't it?"

"Well not when you only talk about how beautiful you are or how great you are or how perfect you are."

"Uchiha-sama had been saying all that about himself?"

"Yeah, weird huh?"

I widened my eyes in surprise. It couldn't be possible. Had Uchiha-senpai switched again? "Um, are you talking about Uchiha Sasuke-senpai? Was he cute?"

"Huh~? Who are you?" the girl looked at mi with a sense of superiority only seen in gossipy, spoiled girls or otherwise on a predator about to play with its food.

"H-Hyuga Hinata."

"Anyway Hyuga-san, who gave you permission to call Uchiha-sama cute?" said the other with an air of teen delinquent.

"Eh… Um"

"Could you be!" said one of the girls in advance, "Heart breaker Hinata!" both said in unison. Heart breaker Hinata? Me? What did this mean?

"H-heart breaker?" I stuttered idiotically. I was so confused and I was acting so weird that I was sure that these girls staring at me thought I was high.

"Yeah! Hyuga Hinata, the rumored girl that broke Uchiha-sama's heart!" said one of them excitingly.

"That was so cool right Ino-chan!" howled the pink haired one while turning to look at the blond one with a more than excited look.

"Yeah! They say that when he asked you out you dumped cold juice all over him and said 'I don't date good for nothing mama's boys'" the blond one said in a criminal-like tone that was supposed to be an accurate personification of me. When had this happened? I had never heard of these awkward rumor that made me look like a bitch in her period.

"N-no, I didn't say that? It was all just a misunder-"both of them leaned closer to me and hushed me happily.

"Well Hyuga Hinata-san?" they said once again in unison, there smiles twisting for creepy dramatic effect that the situation deserved.

"W-what?" I said, my eyes wide open and my arms before myself, making sure to shield myself from these rabid girls and their rabid ideas.

"Why did Uchiha-sama confess?"

"…" I was left without words, I almost wanted to tell them that not evenI was sure why. I wanted to tell them that he was for sure playing with me as if I was his personal toy that no one other than him could touch or that he had just been joking about the whole thing.

"Well anyway…" they said in between sighs, "Uchiha-sama said he was going to go look for the love of his life or something."

"Where?"

"In our classroom," they said.

"Our… classroom?" I tilted my head in confusion.

"Yeah, you are in class with us right?"

I widened my eyes in recognition, "You're the one that said I was a poster in chapter one!"

"Thank you so much for breaking the fourth wall idiot," said the pink haired girl with a sort of cute grimace that could only come from years of practicing in the mirror.

"I'm Yamanaka Ino and she's Haruno Sakura," said Yamanaka-san at first pointing at herself and then pointing at Haruno-san with a garish smile.

"Nice to meet you Yamanaka-san, Haruno-san," I bowed lightly and parted in search for the switched guy that was claimed to be a narcissist.

I didn't go far after the bell rang. I sighed and turned in direction for my classroom. After at least five broken brains and seven head shakes the bell rang for lunch. I was about to dash in look for Uchiha-senpai but he found me first.

"Ah~! Hinata!" he smiled in acknowledgement.

"Uchiha-senpai, ohayo," I half-smiled diligently.

"Wanna' eat lunch together?" he was in a very dramatic pose that would definitely work well in a Shakespeare play.

"S-sure," I lifted myself from my seat as slowly and silently as a ghost and as nervous as a guy that had just seen his name written in a Death Note.

With that I bring us back to the semi-present time:

"My, my Hinata, could humanity measure beauty I would probably score of all." He still had that overemotional pose that was oh so clichéd in anime.

"Uchiha-senpai would you want me to call Uchiha Itachi-san?"

"Why! I am obviously prettier than him, or do you think differently Hinata?" he gazed at me in between his posing fingers on his posing face.

"N-no not at all," this part was true, I actually thought that Uchiha-senpai was better looking.

"Hinata, aren't I beautiful?" he cried in a tone that could only come from the typical anime narcissist that had just gotten high out of his own ego.

"Yes?" I was not sure if I should really be telling him this, I was probably feeding his ego with unintentional praise.

"Ah~! Hinata I am so happy that you think of me that way," he smiled a dazzling smile that could kill any girl within a fifteen meter radius and still be called an act of god, "but of course you should not get jealous Hinata, you are almost as pretty as I am," he lifted my chin, the hidden player in his eyes sparking out like electricity.

"Huh?" I didn't know what to do, either blush or shriek.

"But who would blame you for being jealous of such a beauty as I?" he said in a sing song voice that didn't fit his current personality very well.

"Uchiha-senpai could you please…"

"Oh my Hinata, you can call me Sasuke… sama," his egocentricity could go no farther, well that was what I thought at the moment.

"S-Sasuke… sama c-could you please let go?" I tilted my chin inwards trying to release myself from his grasp.

"Kya~! My name sound so nice in your lips Hinata!" he was practically waging himself from one side to another like a happily embarrassed parent.

"Is that so?" I could feel my eyebrows twitching and my crooked smile tremor in annoyance. He didn't let go, instead he grabbed my hand in his own and held it close to his face. This would have been mushy and romantically had he been in his normal state and had he been actually mad in love with me.

"Yeah, it sounds almost as nice as my name in my own lips!" would he ever drop that pose? This was getting out of hand and to the most part annoying. Obnoxious. Troublesome. Stop. Psychological stop please. My mind must be dearly deteriorating for me to actually think something so lame as psychological stop!

I really didn't know what to do to stop this, it was overwhelming and yes I dare say, funny. I hid a hint of a smirk, spreading it over my face, making sure that it would not be seen by this arrogant and eccentric Uchiha-senpai. He started walking away, his rough back looking more narcissist than ever; I followed him like a lost child in a big supermarket. He kept on bolstering about his beauty loudly, "Hinata! Did you know what is even more beautiful than me?"

I kept myself silent, just being next to this guy in front of so many students made me want to melt like a popsicle on a hot summer day. "Yes Hinata, just as you said."

I didn't say anything Uchiha-senpai. "Me, I am the only thing more beautiful than myself. I just get more beautiful by the second and my intellectual capacities are to rival those of that guy that said something about quantum mechanics or something. But don't leave behind my physical attributes…" Would this guy ever stop talking?

"I can run faster than a cheetah and still run gracefully, and not to mention that my hair will never get messy," would you please stop with this Uchiha-senpai! Was what I wanted to say, but due to my inner politeness barrier I subsided.

"Yes. Yes that's right, I am a god! God entrusted me with this beauty to guide those of lesser beauty through their trouble, I am here to cheer for them I am a god. Yes, yes. I am the god of beauty." He was really getting on my nerves, he leaned on the wall like an exhausted actor, clumsily placing his hand over his face and peering at me.

"But you know Hinata, you are much cuter… than everyone," he smiled charmingly; he was like a prince, "except me of course," A SPOILED, ARROGANT PRINCE!

He kept on talking about his hair and his skin and his sexy body. He was seriously annoying me to the point in which I had a big, red vein popping out of my forehead. I could almost hear the non-existent; murder intent of background music buzzing dangerously in my ears, "Me, me, me, me…" was all that I heard. And then…

"SHUT UP YOU DAMN UCHIHA!" I hit him hard on the nape just like Uchiha Itachi-san had done so. He fell to the ground dramatically. Did this remember me of something, yeah I think I saw something like this in an anime… what was it called…One Piece? No, no. then it must be Bleach? Oh yeah… Naruto! That weird ninja anime that everyone is so obsessed with.

"There she goes again breaking the damn fourth wall!"

"Huh! Yamanaka-san, Haruno-san? Since when where you watching?" I felt the cool sweat dropping through my forehead.

"Well since you hit Uchiha-sama!" they looked more excited than angry and it almost seemed as if they would start patting my head and saying, 'Good job Doggy-kun'

"This is so sad! That your boyfriend is actually prettier than you, it was the envy that was burning you alive!" Yamanaka-san leaned in, was she serious? I saw a glint in her eyes that could only mean one thing. She was serious.

"No, actually I am not Uchiha-senpai's boyfriend!"

"Well then you sure are dense!" what was it with them, did they have some sort of unspoken deal that they always spoke in harmony.

"Dense? Why?"

"Well any other girl would see the obvious in him," this time Haruno-san claimed that fact. I didn't really understand her at the time so I just ignored the words that seethed her pink, glossed lips like proficient gossip.

"Well anyways what are you planning on doing, don't tell me you were going to rape Uchiha-sama?" Yamanaka-san sure was delirious. I was starting to consider that idea that she was high or drunk or maybe even stupid.

"No well I was actually going to call his brother… to come pick him up," I said bashfully, I really wasn't looking forward to calling Uchiha Itachi-san.

"Uchiha-sama has a brother?" exclaimed Yamanaka-san with a girlish accent.

"And YOU know him?" Haruno-san seemed a little offended by this fact; she looked like a jealous sister who is just seeing her younger sister get married before her.

"Well…"even more why was I trying to explain something so trivial to these two?

"Want us to help?" there they go with their perfect synchronization.

"A-ah, sure."


A/N: For this chapter I decided to finally ad some more feminine perspectives to the story and explore the world of gossip through Hinata's somewhat innocent eyes. Sorry if I have unintentionally bashed Ino-san or Sakura-san.

Next chapter will be more romantic, I plan to add a slight twist to the current situation. Sasuke needs a rival! Thank you so much for you supporting reviews/alerts/favorites. I think that that is the only thing that motivates me forward.

(She's a KILLER QUEEN! Love that song!)