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Enjoy Chapter 3!


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AP Chemistry

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I got to class early today. I sat by the door, so I watched it carefully waiting for Sasuke to enter. I didn't give up on him helping me. He was my best option. My only option in fact. Kiba and Shino would urge that I'm fine the way I am. They'd be too nice. And at this point that's the exact opposite of what I need. I need blunt. I need observant. I need effective.

I need Uchiha.

He finally arrived at the one minute warning-along with vaguely the rest of the class. I searched for eye-contact. I would have to be persistent today if I wanted any chance of making it out this school year alive.

Without looking at me, he sat down in his seat next to me. He looked through his binder even though it was empty. It was only the second day, there's nothing to even look at.

His blatant disregard of me, was offensive. Yet, still I tried initiating a conversation.

"G-Good Morning, U-Uchiha-san." I greeted.

He glanced over, and then looked back at his binder. "No."

I frowned at him. "B-But you d-don't even know what I was going t-to say." I thought my words over. "I-I didn't e-even say anything in the first p-place."

Sasuke sighed. "What were you going too say?"

"I-I want you to help me." I told him.

"Like hell I am."

I felt my spirits rise. "R-Really?" He put his forehead in between his thumb and pointer finger. Concern spreads through me.

"No." He lifts his head.

"N-No? B-But you j-just-" Then I immediately felt stupid. Sarcasm... idiot. "O-Oh..."

"Yeah..." Sasuke rolled his eyes. "See, if you don't even know sarcasm, then you're going to need more than 'a little push'. That, I cannot help you with."

I sighed. "S-So what can You h-help me with?"

He looked thoughtful for a moment. "Can't you figure that out you're self?"

"W-What do y-you mean?" I asked curious.

He rubbed his head. "I mean-not be rude-but look at you. You're wearing black, God-knows-what name brand jeans-flared. Who the hell wears flared jeans anymore? With crusty old Chuck Taylor's too? If you're gonna wear them, get a nice pair, and with something that compliments. Then you're wearing that same old North Face jacket. It's not cold Hyuga, lighten you're load. And what's wrong with your glasses? The frames aren't even big enough for the lenses? And you didn't fix them from yesterday either. And that's only the physical outlook. There's still everything else about you to be tweaked. So, you said this isn't you? Well, the only way you're going to reach whatever goal you're looking to reach is by breaking out of this little shell you got going on. And that I won't help you with." I wanted to grab a mirror, and look at these observations for myself. Because I know they're there.

"I-I..." I wasn't sure what to say. What do you say to someone who just pointed out your every flaw, and basically saying there is nothing he could do to fix it? He sounded like Neji, but could he be dissuaded? I searched for words, and could only come up with: "T-Thank you."

Before he could say anything else, Kakashi finally walks in. "Hello, my students! You're looking well today. Are we happy to finally see me? Hm?" No one answered, and he just set his things down. "Well, today we are going to journey into the molecular world of atoms. Everyone, take out your paper and pens. We're doing some note-taking today."

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We were finally dismissed from first period, and I couldn't make anymore progress. Next period was math, and that would be my last chance before lunch, and I wasn't about to make a fool of myself again. Especially not in front of the most popular people in school.

I sighed to myself. If all else fails, I'll probably end up watching him from afar. See what his movements are and how he does what he does. I'm stooping low , I thought, and it was true.

I walked in and sat at my seat in the far left corner. Sasuke sat one desk down to the right of me. Unfortunately, Sasuke wasn't the kind of person to turn around for socializing. Not that there were people for him to socialize with. These were my people in this class, and Sasuke usually stayed away from them. Math is the only class where you might have people who aren't from your team. Strange and weird rule, but true. Like Sasuke, I didn't know these people too well, but they were geeky enough that I knew I was in the right class.

"Morning, class." An on time Asuma announced. "Today, you'll be working in the textbook today as a review of Pythagorean Theorem. It'll be an introduction to the lesson review of Sin, Cos sin, and Tangan. I hope your all familiar with it because it'll be a huge part of the curriculum this year." Everyone nodded. "Okay, open up to pages 76 and 77. Finish, both pages. You may turn to work with a partner, if you'd like." Some people got up, and a chair behind Sasuke opened up. I took my chance without thinking, and probably subconsciously knowing that my stubbornness could actually be a full on obsession.

I tried to get his attention. "U-Uchiha-san."

He said nothing. Maybe he didn't hear me? I cleared my throat, and spoke louder."U-Uchiha-san."

Again, nothing. I tried again. He could possibly be sleeping. "Uchiha-s-san?"

I was about to tap his shoulder when he whirled around, and grabbed my finger. He was glaring. "What?"

I jolted with sick, and gulped. "I-I..." He released my finger.

"If your going to pester me all day, at least quit with that insolent stuttering. It's a terrible habit." He spoke.

"U-Uh, s-s," I rolled my lips. "Sorry."

"And second, quit with that 'Uchiha-san' crap. It's irritating. I'm barely 17, I don't need such a formal honorific."He closed his eyes, and relaxed little bit. "We spoke about this last period. Literally, like twenty minutes ago. Just quit trying. It's not gonna happen."

I took a deep breath. I opened up to the page. I looked up, and meet curious onyx eyes. "W-Well? Are we going to do the w-work or not?"

He turned, and put his textbook on my desk. "Are you going to keep asking me for help?"

I looked at him then my book. "D-Depends."

"On what?" He asks flipping to the page.

I pushed up my glasses. "Are y-you gonna help me?" Then my textbook was on floor.


After flipping her book on the floor, I began to ponder. When the hell did she get so argumentative? Or maybe she was always like this, and I didn't even know. I could have sworn that just yesterday she couldn't even look at me without blushing like a fool, and now here she is-talking back to everything I say. Constantly asking me to help change. At this point she's nearly changed enough.

I think about that last thought for a moment, and watch her. She pushed up her glasses at every question. Still stutters, and has horrible taste in clothes. Nope, still a nerd.

"Your persistence pisses me off." I scoff.

She gave a small frown and nodded. "Your s-stubbornness fuels me."

I watched her with a risen brow. "Hn. Touche."

I stared at her for a moment. Just who is this girl? I must've underestimated the only other offspring of the Hyuga. She might not on par with the others I've met, but she wasn't your average social introvert.

I smirked. "Not your average social introvert at all." I muttered.

She looked up. "E-Excuse me?"

"Don't worry about it."

She looked at me for a moment then back to her textbook. "O-Okay then."

Maybe it was dodge ball yesterday. Gaara did concuss her. "You alright from yesterday?"

She gave me a curious look. "Y-Yes," She answered in a suspicious tone. "why do y-you ask?"

I put my hands up. "Hey, don't look at me like I'm the weird one. You keep coming up to me." I told her.

She tensed a little. "W-Well you already know my I-intentions."

"Do I really?" I questioned. "How can I be sure your not working for Karin or Sakura to just get information out of me?"

She flushed. "I do n-not!"

I leaned back in my chair. "Look at you, all flushed. You could very well be lying now." I knew she wasn't. To be honest right now I was just picking on her. I wanted to see how far gone the other Hyuga was or if I ready was just clueless to who she is.

"Q-Quit accusing me." She spoke.

"No, "

"I'm not w-working for a-anyone. I s-strongly dislike Karin, and I don't know S-Sakura."

"Not buying it."

"W-Well..." She trailed off at a loss for words.

Well, I guess I want so far off. Still didn't have much of a back bone. Comebacks are weak. She's still not much.

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Band class

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The bell rang as everyone walked in. Weird as it is, Band class was always the most fun. Though it's mainly because no one took out seriously. We either cut, or just talked the entire time. It wasn't until concert season came around that we tried to pull it together over the last week. Iruka hated the 11th grade band because of it. But it's not like every other didn't do it either.

"Hello class, nice to see you all again." Iruka lied through his teeth.

Naruto laughed. "Iruka! Buddy! How ya been?"

"Sit down, Naruto." Iruka turned to the class. "Actually, gotta give out seat assignments first." I rolled my eyes.

"Quit your complaining. I'm doing it by seat in your instrument. The best suited instrument players in the front, and the worst in the back. Not how other teachers have been doing it. Of course first in the flutes I would like Shino first seat, Naruto next to him second..." He continued saying the long list of flutes by seat.

Last year I secretly changed from clarinet to trumpet. Just because of all the girls who were constantly flowing into that section because of me.

"In the trumpets, first seat Hinata, and second seat Sasuke..." Ugh, again? Really? I thought as I looked at the ceiling. I slowly peeled myself from the corner I was already so accustomed, and walked over to the trumpet section which was conviently placed next to the clarinets making my other seating partner Naruto. Behind me was Kiba and Ino, and thankfully Sakura on the other side of Hinata.

"These will be the seating arrangements for the concerts and practices. So take them all in." Iruka stated.

The room phone rang, and Iruka went to pick it up. Everyone turned, and began to talk.

"Sasuke-kun," Naruto and I turned to Sakura.

"What?" I snapped.

She smiled. "Will you be attending Shikamaru-kun's party as well?"

I sighed, and didn't bother to answer.

"Obviously, Sakura. Quit trying too strike up conversations." Kiba interjected.

"I wasn't talking to you, Kiba." Sakura hissed.

"You were talking around me-that's the same thing." He leaned back in his rolled her eyes, and scoffed looking to Ino for support.

I nodded at Kiba, and looked at Shikamaru. "What's after school looking like?"

He smirked. "You guys already know, but not my house today."

"Not mine." Kiba says.

"You guys already, know it's not my house." I spoke.

Chouji and Naruto glared at each other. They held up their hands. Naruto turned one of the music stands flat holding out an open fist. "Let's go Chouji."

Chouji laughed. "You sure you wanna do this, kid?"

"Of course, I'm starting Quater Back."

Chouji chuckled. "And I'm starting lineman." Naruto held up his hand anyway. Chouji grasped his hand, and Kiba called it.

"Alright...go!" Naruto called for a head start, but Chouji over powered him. Naruto' s face contorted in all sorts of ways went red, and Chouji finally put him out of his misery.

Naruto groaned. "Gaah! But it was my house last time."

"Too bad." Kiba chided.

Iruka returned from the phone looking distressed. "Sorry, I have to run down to the Music office. Damn being head of the dept. is gonna be a pain this year. Uh, here are some packets to do in the meanwhile. Keep the talking at a whisper please. Um, Hinata I want you in charge for now. Call 303 if something goes wrong; that's room number I'll be in."


I froze. Me...In charge?

I looked around at the class who were stealing glances at me, but mostly chatting it up. They didn't care what Iruka said; why the heck would they ever listen to me?

"I-Iruka-s-sensei, I d-don't think I-I'm s-suitable-" My quiet voice was cut off as he quickly rushed out the door.

The class only got louder ignoring the packets. I sank in my chair rubbing my head. Why am I on this team?

Sasuke got up at one point, and I looked at him curiously. As did Naruto, Kiba, and Shikamaru. Sasuke went over to the attendance sheet, and started writing on it, and so did the others. They began to walk away.

"U-Uchiha-san, w-wha-where are y-you guys going?" I asked shocked.

"Leaving. Probably gonna get some beanie sandwiches. We'll try not to be too late to English."

"B-But this is s-still class-" I was cut off by everyone else beginning to follow in their school idols footsteps. By the time it was all said and done, the class was completely empty.

"K-Kiba-kun?" He shrugged with a slightly sympathetic look. The class left the hour long period leaving me some with a pair of sea green eyes penetrating my boundaries. If there was one person who recently rivaled my fears of Karin, it was Sabaku Gaara.

I avoided his eyes at all costs; looking at the Windows, the doors, the desks, my hands, the floor-everything but him.

I jumped slightly when he got up from his seat, and walked to the attendance sheet in front of me. I fidgeted anxiously as he closed in. Why am I so scared? I thought. Karin had done much worse to me than throw a stupid dodge all at me. In fact, that's a good day. Then what is it?

I continued to question myself until he was signing in his name at the attendance sheet front of me, and...our eyes met. All my inquiries were answered when I looked into his icy green glare. I immediately averted his gaze.

"Yo," He spoke, and quietly I shrieked.

I was panicking on the inside. My insides churning with anxiety, but I still looked up; barely meeting his gaze. "Y-Yes?"

His eyes were glazed over, but I noticed just the slightest softening of his eyes. I was safe to assume it was a form of sympathy. I let the class slip right through my hands. Right pity. He doesn't even know me, and he already knows I'm pathetic.

He asked,"Haruka is it?" He only got one letter right... I mentally sighed.

"E-Err...C-Close. H-Hinata H-Hyuga." I told him trying not to point my fingers.

"Ah." He sighed and put the pen down looking down at me. "I would like to apologize. I hurt you in gym. I went too far; it was uncalled for."

I pushed up my glasses, then looked at him shocked. He was actually apologizing. "I-I... n-no please d-d-don't w-worry! I-I'm n-not m-mad; you n-needn't apologize..." I spoke with my words barely coming out audible.

He nodded. "Next time, I suggest you just walk off the court."

I bit my lip. "I-I'll b-be s-s-sure to k-keep that i-in m-mind." I say looking at my hands. I had that one coming. Basically asked for it.

"Hmp, see you next class then." He took his folder, and silently walked out.

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AP English

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Honestly, I'm not sure what just happened a period ago. He only said a few things. All of which that were short, simple, and blunt. Though, none of it was very uplifting. I'm not even sure if I could count his apology as a real apology.

I sighed. I still accepted it anyway.

Maybe if I had Sasuke mentoring me like I've already begged him a Million times to do already, I would've done the right thing. And what's up my stutter all of the sudden?

Thinking about the conversation, I didn't get past more than two words without stuttering. I put my head on my desk. I must've looked like a straight up fool. I clenched my pencil. I really need to get it together.

"Okay class, today we will be reading a 4 page article about the first author's literature we're reading this year-Edgar Allan Poe." Kurenai spoke waking me from my thoughts. "This packet includes 16 multiple choice questions on the back involving questions about the reading and some grammar." Kurenai spoke.

"It's only the second day, can you cut us some slack?" Naruto asked. I held down a giggle. For an AP class, this is more than slack. It's a kindergartners challenge. Though, Kurenai wasn't as amused.

"Slack? This is child's play, and you want me to give you less work? " Kurenai' s strange red eyes pierced Naruto.

A clueless Naruto scratched his head. "I mean...yeah."

"Oh, I'm sorry. Didn't realize this wasn't an AP class. I'd better give you no work, no?" Kurenai said, sarcasm dropping from her voice.

"Nah, you're good Kurenai-sensei," The class giggles. "It's just that today's the second day-"

He's finally cut off by Sasuke. "Excuse him, he's fairly incompetent. His IQ had been been below 1 since he was a child. They don't know what to do with him. He's even an insult to the special education class."

"Hey!"

"Huh, is that so?" Kurenai inquired.

Naruto giggled nervously. "You don't really believe that, do you...Kurenai-sensei?"

"I've clearly been lead to believe nothing else, Naruto." Kurenai said as she pay out the packets.

"I'm not incomprehent!" Naruto exclaims.

Kurenai sighed, and Sasuke rubbed his forehead. "It's incompetent." Sasuke corrected.

"Why are you in this class? Can you even name a vowel?"

Naruto chuckled. "W-wh -y?"

Kurenai sighed. "Give me two pronouns."

"Who, me?" Naruto grinned not completely sure.

Kurenai suppressed a smirk. "Get out of my class, Naruto." And the class erupted in laughter.That's Naruto for you.

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After school

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Today, after school, I decide to make a daring move. I decided that if Sasuke wouldn't help me directly, then he would help indirectly. I would take notes on Sasuke.

I sigh as I close my locker. I know this is stooping low, but...

It's not like it'll be forever; I'm just gonna take notes on him and the pages to see how they interact!

"It's not like I'll be stalking or anything. Just silently following and watching their actions without any of them knowing-that's all." I tell myself.

"That's the exact definition of stalking." I jolted, and turned to face Uchiha Sasuke. I felt my b face heat up.

"W-W-Why a-are y-you..." I feebly asked.

He pointed to the water fountain. "You're lockers right next to it. Then I couldn't help but over hear. Who are you planning to stalk anyway?" He asked with his arms crossed.

"N-Nobody!" I say not even sure if I really am lying.

He shrugs,"None of my business I guess." It kind of is though...

"Y-Yeah..." I say nervously scratching my ear.

"Ah, later Hyuga." He settings his messenger bag on his shoulder, and leaves without awaiting my response.

"A...ah."

I put operation take notes on Sasuke and friends into action that afternoon.

I watched him as he wakes away. He has an unsettling, but intriguing swagger to his walk. It just shouted confidence and pride. Without hesitation I got it down. I already knew my posture these days was getting worse and worse shopping with my confidence. They were directly related and my posture only shouted silent cry for help.

I grab my by bag, and sling the strap on my shoulder. I walk out to the front of the school, and see him taking to people I probably never would. Watching him I saw that he was dying to much of the interacting; more so just reacting. Ugh, I already do that.

After, curtly dodge Neji. I watched Sasuke as discreetly as possible. Though, safer watching for 45 minutes of him basically doing nothing, I decided to take a break. I took out a juice box, and looked over the notes I had.

I pursed my lips. The notes were good, but I already knew these things about me. I just don't know how to upgrade myself. It's like what the teachers tell them,"if you could learn it yourself, they'd give the textbook and I wouldn't have a job." That's most definitely the case hear. Of course there's a technique to breaking out of the infamous cocoon, she'll, barrier, whatever we wanna-not-be-nerds call it.

I glance back over. "But he'll never help me." That was probably a fact. Though trying a few more times can't hurt, ne?

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As I open the door, I am fondly greeted by Chika. "Hi, Chika-chan." I smile at her heading. the fridge.

She pops her head out of the stove. "Hina-chan? What are you doing back so late? You always come back before Neji and he didn't know where were, and he always knows where you are, and then you didn't answer your phone." That's right, I didn't take my phone with me today."I was frantic all day; I-I thought...You really had me worried sick Hinata-chan. I was about to drive up there." She pulled me into acc embrace, and immediately I felt bad. I was caught up in my own (probably unachievable) goal, that I completely forgot about Chika and Neji who constantly worry for me.

"S-Sorry Chiko-chan. It's a new year, a-and I've nearly forgotten the rules. I s-stayed for extra help and then went to the library. I-I should've told you ahead of time or informed Neji-niisan. I-It won't h-happen again." I say half lying. I was pretty bad at it, but thankfully Chiko' s mental lie detector is off when she's so worried.

She holds my shoulders. "Alright sweetie, thank you." She says putting one hand on her chest. She takes a deep breath. "Well, to bridge away from such tensions, I have a plan in store that might benefit everyone."

I become curious. "What is it?"

"Well, since everyone's off this weekend, I think the five of us should enjoy a special weekend, how does that sound?" She smiled at me.

I looked at her incredulously. "D-Dad...i-is...o-off?" I ask. She nods.

"A-As in n-not w-working?" She nods.

"O-Only for an hour though, r-right?" She shakes her head.

"The e-entire weekend?" She nods again. I lean back in my chair. "So the others know?"

"Considering you are technically the only here, no. Neji had to leave saying some gibberish about his friends cutting eyebrows or something."

"I see. S-S what will we do?"

"Movie, dinner, shopping, amusement park, whatever you kids want. It'll be a nice intrusion into your new year, ne?" She smiled again.

"W-Why is he o-off?"

"Beats me. I'm just the maid." She takes some ingredients out of the fridge. "Well, I'll finish cooking. Do you have homework?"

I shook my head. She closed the fridge door," Good. Get ready for dinner, and call your siblings. What could that little best be doing an hour and half after the school bro rang? She's in eight eighth grade dammit! At least call!" She said already picking up the phone. "I apologize Hina-chan, I'll take care of that last chore."

I giggle a little already heading for the stairs.

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"Tenten-chan, really tried to cut it off?!" Hanabi asked amazed at the table.

Neji sighed. "It was a whole mess feeling with the ratio of them. Lee had to draw his eyebrow back on because it just became a strip of skin."

Hanabi grinned. "And so the Noble Neji laughs at his own friends misfortune?"

Neji says suppressing a smirk,"Wrong as it is..."

Chiko chuckles,"Well, that's interesting Neji, how about you Hana? What interesting happened during your day?"

"Oh yeah! So yesterday This really dumb kid comes up to me, and says..." I watch as Hanabi talks not entirely listening though. It's been like this for awhile...Neji and Hanabi give their interesting stories, and I watch more than listen. I never ready engaged in their conversations. Just enjoyed the atmosphere, and preferred it this way. Usually when the conversation came to me, it turned out bland to say the least. I more so killed the vibe as one might put it.

"Hinata-sama, you're looking less down today, did something gotten to cheer you up?" Neji asks.

"E-Eh? N-No! W-Well...ano, I d-don't know. I m-mean not really...y-yet I guess s-so to s-speak...maybe..." They looked at me with given over faces.

"Hinata-sama? What happened during the day?" Neji asked me clearly demanding an answer with a question.

"I-It's complicated..."

"Hinata-sama what is it?" Neji asked with a little hopefulness. It was fair hoe however. If he knew what I was hanging onto as a 'I m-mean not really...y-yet I guess s-so to s-speak...maybe...' then his hope would only backfire. In all honesty, there is no reason to completely change. No one works really care anyway.

"Whatever it is it can't be that good. She's made that clear." Hanabi says chomping on her food.

"Hana!" Chiko warned.

"What? It's true. She allows herself to get pushed around by anyone and everyone." Hanabi adds, and I look at her in awe.

"Hana stop."

"She refuses to do anything about it-"

"Hanabi you've said enough!"

"I've seen the bruises Hinata. I saw that video!" Hanabi was standing bent over the table yelling at this point. "How-Why?! Why did you let them do that to you?"

Chiko was silent and staring at me now asking with Neji. What video? More bruises? They thought as I read their faces.

Hanabi slams on the table. "You could fight back! You know you could! At the last talk back! How could just take it?! The Hinata I know wouldn't take that! In fact the Hinata I know doesn't be in your situation because she actually cared about who she is-was! Have you no survival instinct? No self-preservation? Hyuga Pride? Self-pride? Or concern for the worry you bestow upon on us? None of that, hmph?" Hanabi blinked away some tears.

I gulped out all down, and let it sit in my stomach. "H-H...Ha-"

"Don't," She hisses. She gets up to leave, but not without muttering,"Selfish."

My body was led. I couldn't move. The entire truth of which I had ran from caught up to me, and I was totally consumed by it. I nearly laughed because of course the only thing moving right now we're the years rolling down my face. I clenched the hen of my shirt. I'm sorry, Hanabi-neechan.

"What video?" Neji's eyes pierced my soul, and I knew it would be a long exhausting night.

He sets down the silver ware. "I will gladly protect you Hinata-sama, but I will not enable you."


AP Chemistry

"Yo, Sasuke," Naruto came over to my table. The video had yet to ring though there was about a minute left, and the Hyuga wasn't here.

"So how about yesterday, huh?" He asked laughing pokiing my all shoulder.

"What about it?" I asked confused. I had huge headache from whatever the hell we did yesterday. All I remember is it wasn't my turn.

"You still lifted?" Naruto asked examining me.

"I think," I sniffed myself. "I kinda smell like It too."

"Shut up, and its definitely not my turn next time. I already ran home." Naruto stated.

"Then quit being the dimwit of the group. And in order for that to hasten you have to beat out Kiba, and you're not going to."

"Hey!"

Just then Hyuga walked in, with a lot less spunk than I anticipated. She saw Naruto in her seat, and patiently waited.

Before Naruto continued, I pointed at her,"Dude."

He looked up. "Oh, sorry. My fault." He pulled out the chair. "Here you go!" He grinned. Then looked at me with hard eyes. "Were settling this later."

I waved him off, and then looked at her. "You look worse than usual." I stated bluntly.

She gave a weak smile. "Y-You think s-so?" She asked.

I look her over. Her bangs were thrown lower over her face than usual, and I couldn't see her eyes. She was wearing black seat pants with blue low converse, and her everyday noth face purple jacket. Overall, she was blander than a plastic bag.

"Hn." The rest of the class, I didn't talk to her about it.

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"Hey Sasuke!" Naruto called from the lunch table, and with him was Shikamaru, and Kiba, and Suigetsu. He ushered me over with a wave. I rolled my eyes still going over anyways.

"Hn." I say as I sit down.

"So who has a better shot at getting with Sakura right now? Me, or Kiba?" Naruto starts.

"First of all, I will not fight with you about which one of us could get with her. She's attractive and all, but she's a psychotic bitch." Kiba says biting into his apple

"Quite frankly, I agree with dog boy. Anyone could woo that girl. Her other friend-what's name-Ino or whatever, now she's a true baddie." Suigetsu smugly smirks.

I smirk as Shikamaru rolls his eyes. "Getting salty over there Shikamaru?" He glares, and I manage a laugh.

"Oh yeah, Ino? Ugh, I guess, but Damn she annoying. And I heard she don't even give out the pumes or nothing." Kiba says.

"Not to you, anyways." Naruto smirked glancing over at Shikamaru while wiggling his brows. He only smirks, and shakes his head.

Kiba scoffs. "Like there isn't one girl that has turned you down? Oh wait that's right, Sakura seems pretty disgusted by you." Kiba says platonically.

"Oh shut up, Kiba!" Naruto says.

"Hmph, Whatever..." Kiba crosses his arms.

"Okay sexually frustrated teens," Suigetsu starts. "How about we all settle down a little?"

"We've all been struck out at some point." Shikamaru states.

"You right, you right." Suigetsu agrees.

"I guess." Kiba says.

Naruto smirks, and puts a hand on my shoulder. "Not my man Sasuke over here."

"Can't be true," Kiba grins.

Suigetsu laughs. "No way!"

I shrug. "The girls just can't resist me. What can I say?"

"Then you must be going for them easy girls. Like Karin easy." Suigetsu continued to laugh.

"Hey, shut up! That's my family." Naruto says.

"She your sister?"

"No, bu-"

"She your mom?"

"No! Sh-"

"Then I don't give a fuck," Suigetsu says, and before Naruto can counter him he continues. "And you shouldn't either. That's your extended family's problem. Not you or your immediate's."

"That's terrible advice," Shikamaru states.

"Who the hell cares? I think he's right. Does Karin even like you? Like, c'mon. I bet if she were in this situation, se would've been agreed." Kiba says.

"My man." Suigetsu smirks, and fist bumps Kiba. "Back to what I was saying before, Sasuke, there's no way you were able to effortlessly capture the heart, and/or fruit of every girl in our grade."

I shrug. "I admit, maybe I haven't, but give me one girl, and I easily could."

"Oooooh, hah." Naruto laughed, and shikamaru and Kiba watched interested.

"Tch, cocky bastard." Suigetsu smirked. "Okay." He looked around the lunch room. He turned and turned. Most of the girls in here were from our team, and our team has the real easy ones in it.

He turned back to me. "Well, no one in here."

I nod. "Then I'll complete your little challenge when you get back to me."

"Oh no, I do know. She's just not in here." He smirks.

I raise a brow in confusion. "Who?"


I sighed away my peace as I heard bold hard footsteps come my way. "Hyuga," he greets.

I barely looked over already knowing who it was. "H-Hello, Uchiha-san."

I feel his eyes on me. "Didn't I tell you just Sasuke is fine?"

I fidget a little. "S-Sorry, Uch-Sasuke-san."

"Hn. So why does it look like you're about to kill yourself?" He says nonchalantly eating his be to.

"T-That's not funny S-Sasuke-san." I reprimanded.

"I'm not joking."

I stole a small glance, and then looked back at my own bento. "I-I just h-had a rough night."

"The Science Channel got cancelled or something?" He inquired bringing about some humor.

"H-How'd you know?" I asked with fake concern.

"Shikamaru is a closet geek," He tells me causing the corners of my lips to turn upwards.

However, I couldn't help but feel like he was making this his obligation. "T-Thank you, S-Sasuke-san, but y-you don't have to have talk to m-me." She says stand at her hands.

He gets up. "How selfish, Hyuga. Thinking that I'm trying to cheer you up for your own good rather than mine. Never thought that maybe I enjoy helping people?"

I look up at him. "I-I'm guessing t-trying to use that t-to my advantage would deeply a-annoy you right?"

I look at her. "Hn. Not as much as it would if you asked two periods ago."

I rose a brow at the statement, but choose to ignore it. "W-What is it?" I asks.

"Hn?"

"What's the real r-reason you won't h-help me?"

He sighed. "I-"

She got up as if to be on my level of view even thought she was nowhere near it. "And I-I s-said the real reason."

He sighs, and scratches his neck. He looked back to me, and smirked. "The real reason?"

I nodded, and it all happened in an instant. He grasped my forearm, and pulled me back to the wall of the rooftop building. My back was to the wall, and his arms were to either side of my shoulders within one swift movement.

I felt my heart pump out of my chest, and it caught in my throat as I searched for words. "E-E-E-Eh..." I say confused, and dazed.

He closed in on my ear, and feebly I tried to press into the wall hoping I'd disappear. "It would be strange, wouldn't it? Us talking all of the sudden like we're friends." I kept squirming under him a little bit as if I were a fish caught out of water.

"W-W-W-We c-could m-m-meet a-a-after s-s-s-school...C-C-Could y-you m-maybe-"

"You really are kind of an idiot. That would only look worse. Like you're doing things for me, you probably shouldn't. That would make you an infamous geek." He says. I look at my feet.

"I-I-I d-don't. I-I w-wouldn't...I-"

"Thus, comes the question: Even if I do help you," I speak into her neck. "What's in it for me?" I could him smirk as my breath hitches, and I completely tensed up; unmoving.

He says while nearly laughing,"Im kidding about that by the way, but not about the fact that People will talk, Hyuga," He says finally removing himself from me. He released me from the cage. "Are you ready for the back lash?"

My face was still red, and I was looking at the floor. "W-Well w-who c-cares what p-p-people think?" I speak loudly clenching my fist still not looking at him. "T-they could t-talk all they w-want to!" I looked up a little with my face still red, but feeling a little confident.

"You obviously care if you're going such great lengths." He countered.

I shook my head. "No, I-I don't! I'm d-doing this f-for me!"

"Why?" He asks.

I open my eyes, and look at him. "Huh?"

"You heard me: Why?"

"B-Because...I-I'm not h-happy b-being t-this way." She mutters, and then I become curious. "I-I mean I hate the hate t-that I get for being this w-way. The hate m-makes me cave in, a-and I can't d-deal..."

"Shit happens and you changed." He finished.

I nod. "S-Something like that."

"I guess I kind of get it. "

"W-Well basically that's it. My w-whole motive f-for change."

He smirked. "Well, lucky for you, I'm feeling very kind right now."

My ears perked, and I stared at him trying not to get my hopes up. "E-Excuse me?"

"I'll help you."

I couldn't believe it. "R-Really?!" I had deja vu. "Really?" I say bit more seriously.

"Really." He confirms.

I feel my chest bubble. "O-Oh, t-thank you! T-Thank you U-U-S-Sasuke-san!" My words stuttered.

He put his hands in his back pockets. "Whatever, And you have homework:," He says, and then he glares. "Fix that damn stutter already."


Hi again! Mmmmm would you look at that? Hinata finally got Sasuke to help her out. Or did he get her to help him out? Hmmmmm interesting inquiry, Love. So what is going to happen to this new duo. What will come of this bet? And who is the victim? Find out next time!

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