Shades of Night
Summary: Hinata, the new transfer sophomore, hopes everything will be alright and she'll fit in to at least some extent. Oh how she was wrong. But her tour guide is barely ever there to do any guiding, and everyone's vying to get a look at the new transfer, she's left to fend for herself in the high school openly ruled by gangs!
About the Pairings:The main pairing is, don't hate me, HinataShisui. (You know, Itachi's closest friend) Normally I'm a total NaruHina but this is an exception because originally Sakura was going to play this part but I thought it too clichéd, plus Hinata better suited for the role. Side pairings are for humor purposes only, I do not ship half the pairings shown here.
Warning: SPOILERS FOR ALMOST EVERY NARUTO CHAPTER ESPECIALLY THE ONES PAST PART 2!! EVEN THE DISCLAIMER HAS SPOILERS!! First real fic (poems don't count!), so again please don't kill me. Currently, nothing too bad, just occasional use of ass (aka so far, the ass count is: 2) I'm disregarding all deaths and screwing with the ages. (aka they're pretty much all at high school age) I tried to keep the order of ages correct. (Ex. "Tobi is a good freshman!")
Disclaimer: If I owned Naruto, Tobi would be a good boy, not Madara.
Author's Note: I noticed in many of other stories there are warnings to flamers, so here they are:
Dear flamers, play with fire and you will get burned. (by my rabid pet poet)
Dear generally spiteful people, my gift to you: the four-finger-fold.
(by the way, the 'four-finger-fold' is not a thumbs-up.) I've had some mean things said 'bout me in other places I put my creations so just a precaution. I'm sorry if the characters seem OOC (some really are) I'm not the best at this fic writing thing and Hinata's stuttering is too much for my slowing typing hands can handle. Other than that and a couple of people's personalities (you can tell whose) warn me if anyone is too OOC. Just add in something other than just pointing out my flaws in reviews (even if it's just constructive criticism) Anyways, enjoy!
The girls reluctantly moved their things near where Naruto had taken Hinata and sat down. "Hey, Obito, how ya doing?" Rin grinned at the boy in front of her.
"Rin! Abandon ship! Mayday! Mayday!" he held his textbook over his head protectively.
"So what are the Akatsuki like?" Naruto asked, passing the current event as a natural occurrence.
"Huh? What do you mean?"
"Come on, you sat with them all last period! What were y'all laughing about?" Rin asked.
"Other than Itachi and his 99, Shisui kept making 'Uncle' comments about Madara-sensei," Hinata said as the whole table listened closely, whether they showed it or not. Apparently no one has ever given a first-hand experience with the Akatsuki. "I also got a close-up on the Uchihas' reactions to sensei's yelling."
"Okay, settle down." A brown scarf-wearing Asuma entered the room. "As you all know, considering how fast gossip travels around here, we have a new student."
"For such a large school, news spreads rather quickly." Hinata observed.
He paused then continued, "So instead of the pop quiz I had planned, because I'm positive most of you haven't even looked at your textbooks, much less opened them, since I passed them out a month and a half ago, you may study amongst yourselves."
Ino grabbed Hinata in a suffocating glomp, "Thank you!"
"Ino! She can't breathe!"
"My bad."
Hinata picked-up the study guide to look over where they were in class; no use to be in the Renaissance when studying World War II. Scanning it she said somewhat to herself, "This stuff doesn't look too killer…"
"Really? I always have trouble with the ancient civilizations part." Hinata jumped ten feet into the air at the voice so close to her right ear. She spun around, clutching her rapidly beating heart. What met her eyes was a tall orange-haired guy, senior likely, who was leaning over her desk with a massive grin. He had six piercings on the bridge of his nose, three running up each side.
"Don't scare the new kid, Pein; I doubt the others would approve of you antagonizing her." Konan said walking towards them.
He shifted his eyes to her, "Aww, but hazing's fun."
"Don't let Tsunade hear that," she warned, "or you'll get your ass handed to you on a silver platter."
"Excellent point." He said straightening, "Man, this scarf is kill-ing me! A crapload of threads are coming loose!" he groaned while scratching under his black-with-red-clouds scarf.
"Pein, I don't care if you are a gang leader, you and Konan need to go back to your classroom." Asuma cut in.
"You're a leader?" Hinata asked.
"Yep, they call me Sir Leader!" he proclaimed proudly.
"I call him Sir Idiot," Konan supplied, and he shot a mock glare at her.
"Unless you are hosting a tutor session without my knowledge, please return to your classes, now," Asuma interrupted, slightly more impatient.
Pein propped his elbows on the desk between Hinata and Rin. "You can tutor me, Hinata."
Konan knocked him over the head, "Stop harassing the girl."
"Pein! Konan! If you don't leave, I'll give you the pop quiz!"
Pein held his hands up in defeat, "Alright, alright. We're going."
As they left, Konan said, "Don't flirt with her."
Pein gave his best puppy eyes, "But I really do need a history tutor! Will you tutor me? Ow! Meanie," he said, rubbing his head where she had slapped him. Outside, Shisui heard him call out, "Tenten! You're good at history right? No? What about you, Temari? Ow!"
"Stop asking girls for tutors," Konan ordered.
"Yes, ma'am…" their voices faded and Shisui shook his head. Itachi was the only reason he supported a gang with such a pervert for a leader.
"Was I hallucinating or did Hinata just get hit on by a senior?" Rin said excitedly.
"A gang leader, no less," Ino added.
"Akatsuki gang leader," Sakura corrected, "there's a difference."
"How'd he know Hinata's name?" Rin inquired.
"Konan probably told him," Hinata finally got a word in edgewise.
"Hey…why's Sasuke giving the stink eye?" Naruto asked, not listening to their girl talk.
"She sat with Itachi," Obito turned around, wisely leaning away from range of Rin's right hook,
"Or at least near him. Nothing more well-known in the clan than that brotherly despise-with-a-passion."
"Passion?" asked Hinata.
"Don't," Ino clarified, "leave them in a room alone. One or both won't come out."
"Ugly stuff," Naruto agreed.
"I didn't think Itachi hated, or felt any significant emotions, to any one," Hinata said, confused.
"Oh, he returns the favor," Sakura assured, "But Shisui always puts him down from really provoking Sasuke. Not very confrontational."
"That's smart," Hinata said, "words don't leave you black and blue after all."
"I dunno…" Naruto said, "the way Shisui does it, it's like a superpower. Smoothes everything over. Way better than I do."
"What do you mean? When-?"
"Are you studying?" Asuma interrupted Hinata, still annoyed at the disruption Pein and Konan caused.
"Sorry sensei."
Hinata dwelled on this supposed 'superpower'. When did Naruto witness Sasuke and Itachi fighting?
When class was dismissed, Hinata gathered her things and walked out with Rin and Sakura, Ino leaving quickly to use the restroom. Outside, there was some kind of face-off going on.
In the center of a circle of crowding students were Itachi and Sasuke with Naruto. Shisui was nowhere to be found.
"Foolish little brother, trying to make a scene?"
"You should know about that," Sasuke shot back, "That scene this morning with the test?"
"Come on, Sasuke," Naruto said uneasily, "They're going to run out of ramen!"
"Too bad."
"Going to run, little brother?"
Sasuke tensed and Itachi unnoticeably readied to fight.
"Oi!" the crowd on one side of the circle stirred and a soaking wet Shisui and Sasori burst through, "What's this about a fight?!"
Shisui's hair was half grey and half black, and although Sasori's was all red, both were dripping in water. A few girls sighed over Sasori.
"Can't two old men wash their hair in peace?!" Shisui demanded, picking up an elderly 'get off my lawn' accent, "Whippersnappers have no respect these days! Do ya want yer grandfather with half-dyed hair like one of yer punkly rock 'n tumble bands? Now off with ya! Scoot! Scoot!" he waved his hands at everyone, all laughing at his antics.
The crowd dissipated as Shisui picked out random people to berate and demand 'does yer mother know ya wear yer clothes that way' or 'you! Stop yer gigglin'! This is a serious matter!'. Sasori played along as the caring nursing home attendee, fighting off Shisui's 'I don't need yer help! Back in the day…!' and jabs with an invisible cane. By the end, everyone was laughing and walking off and that's when Naruto propped his elbow on Hinata's shoulder as she stared in shock at one particular result of Shisui's show.
It was unbelievable. It was jaw-dropping. It was…too incredible for words.
"Yeah, I was shocked the first time too. Every time since as well," he nodded to where Hinata was gaping, "Itachi laughing."
I'm uber sorry about not updating! I had a World Geo paper and powerpoint, plus having to share with my rabid pet poet (hehe whose name is TheRecorder) I've had almost zip computer time. I also have to read The Count of Monte Cristo. Ugh. Anyways I have exams like uber close and I'll have no time to even write my rough-drafts much less type them. By the way, thanks to TheRecorder for helping me type and rewrite.
Author's Note:
About The Superpower: Though it was my twin pet poet who added the superpower part, it really does exists, never underestimate the power of words, really. My twin has the story-telling power, she can cause suspense over a boring info sentence, I command her to read out everything we've written, you have to experience it to believe it. Also there's a guy in some of our classes with the power of persuasion. One time, in eighth grade, the class did a pretend debate between Napoleon and Snowball for Animal Farm and when he was the spokesperson, there was unanimous vote for his team. He probably does it without knowing. Like my sister once said, "I fear for the jury if he becomes a lawyer; and God help us if he becomes a politician."