Note: I'm more proud of this chapter then the one before, but I couldn't really think of anything to write till today in class, it was just a spur of the moment chapter. And also I'd like to thank those of you who are reading this and you're reviews I do appreciate it. C:
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It wasn't her fault that they had gotten in the way of her and Hinata's relationship from blossoming, but either way they had to go. Sakura couldn't help but feel she wouldn't have full access to what was her's if she didn't get rid of them. The thought of killing her once dear friends once filled her with disgust but slowly somewhere inside it turn to pure bliss knowing her Hinata, not theirs, would come to her in her time of need.
Looking down smiling the pinkette grab two of the bluenette's strands of hair lower her self while bring them up to her, till they meet her lips. With a sharp inhale she closed in her eyes in pure bliss as she took in the beautiful aroma of her love, her sweet, sweet love.
Green eyes open to look at the pale sleeping beauty she called hers and smiled down loving at the girl. Oh how beautiful she was the pinkette couldn't help but think, her eyes harding as a scowl crossed her face a sudden blonde hair boy had crossed her mind. She sneered to her self biting the bottom of her lip that possessive glint in her eye being replaced by unimaginable rage. What could her sweet Hinata seen in that idiotic fool!
It had been a month now since Hinata had been introduced to their group and she was fitting in quite nicely to Sakura's pleasure. But the pink haired girl couldn't help but feel slightly at dismay at the same time. The girl who sent her heart into chacio raputres was now associating herself with the people Sakura called friends.
But at this very moment she thought none of them to be friends; no they were enemies.
Yes, Enemies that's all they will every be to her now, all the bonds they had made everything they had done was no longer relevant to her. No not even her old love interst mattered to her, that small childish crush was gone now all she cared for now was her sweet Hina. Sometimes she couldn't even fathom why she liked that fool Sasuke, but it didn't even matter, he didn't even matter. Her bluenette was the only thing that matter, her sweet adorable doll was all that matter, and she deserved the best; and she'd make sure all she got was the best.
"Hey Sakura are you alright?"
The voice snapped the pinkette out of her thoughts, that had started to scare her the father she went into the dark hole. Her green eyes met the usually bright baby blue of Ino's, who held nothing but worry in them now. Giving a nervous smile, Sakura noticed her whole table staring at her, looking at her with such an interst as they would a new soap on t.v. How disgusting!
Turning that smile on her face to whatever genuine thing she could master for the "friends" in front of her.
"Yeah, I'm just thinking about things."
That simple response was enough for some of them to turn away and go back to their own worlds, but not Ino, that worry still stayed on her face.
"Alright, Sakura," Ino started her worry growing by the minute, "but if you want to talk, just talk to me ok?"
Looking at the blonde, the green eyed girl gave her the biggest smile she could master her eyes closing as she did.
"Alright Ino . . . " Sakura open her eyeswhile saying this, and she could feel her blood starting to boil. Any little sanity or foreign sincere that had been in her eyes before had now disappeared replaced by the new hatred and disgust that now shinned in her eyes.
Naruto, that idiotic buffoon, was hand in hand with her Hinata, HER HINATA! The two of them laughing and giggling with each other acting as if they were a couple. When had that happen? Her stomach was doing flips, her heart beat was quickening at the sight. How did this happen? Sakura barely ever left Hinata alone, she never saw that blonde twit make advance in their short time period together.
What gave that fool the right to touch the sweet fragile Hinata? Her Hinata! yes, Hinata was her's, not his!
A possessive smirk of ill intent crossed her small pink lips, an image of red covering such bright yellow hair popped into her mind. She could hear screams of misery and pleads of help filling her ears as small blade covered tan skin letting the warm blood pour out. The smirk grew wider as she could just image the happy blue eyes that remind her of the sky on a sunny day, fade into nothing but empty pits of darkness, dead to the world. The pure thought brought shivers of pleasure course her body, yes, oh yes those eyes will never see light again nor her sweet Hinata.
"Sakura?"
She glanced at her friend quickly, giving a slight nod, her eyes then looked back at the two retreating figures, more importantly their entwined hands. Another flash of the dead blonde boy crossed her mind, a sinisterly happy smile gracing her face, that terrifed more then reassured the blonde haried girl.
"Alright Ino."
Later that day she couldn't help but smile, Hinata and her were studying in a little corner of the library. It was her alone time with the bluenette girl, no annoying little pest to get in her way of communication with her sweet, or dumb blondes diverting her attention away from what was really important. This little studying had became a habit for them both much to her excitement, the pinkette was more then willing the day the other had asked her for help. There was no way in whatever hell was truthfully out there that she would give this precious time to someone of lesser quality. Besides she was the best and Hinata deserved the best.
From these times of spend with the bluentte, Sakura had learn little things about Hinata from how she was home schooled to learning she was a heiress to the Hyuyga fortunate. That made the pinkette smile, she knew her sweet was much more then the common ramble, her sweet deserved to be in higher ranks then them. But that didn't explain why she was so shy, but it didn't matter all it did was add a more cuteness to her persona.
She also learned the small details such as her love dogs, cimmnion rolls were he favorite foods, likes the color blue, and had a hobby of pressing flowers. The girl also had a habit of shuttering when talking to new or certain person, or the way she fidgeted uncomfortably when people looked at her for too long. Sometimes in class, the bluenette would sit and doodle all over her papers instead of staying focus on the subject in hand.
But that wasn't her favorite thing, oh no, it was the way her sweet would look up at her for help when she was stuck on a problem. She would bit her lip looking down at the paper, then she study the problem as hard as she could while playing with her hair taking little glance up at the pinkette. Her face would sometimes become a deep red if their eyes met while she debated if she should ask for help.
It was a happy feeling knowing the sweet girl wanted her, even though it was something for so petty. But in time that will all change, oh yes, it will change, her sweet would be withering and screaming for more when she was done with her. The only name that will ever come from her mouth is her name, Sakura's name.
"Sa-Sakura," that sweet angelic voice snapped her out of her wandering thoughts.
Smiling with full enthusiasm at her sweet little girl , her heart pounding beyond normal speed. How was such a girl even real? She was such a lovely girl, how was Sakura blessed to be in her presence?
"Yes, Hinata?" the pinkette asked in a soft tone. "What is it."
She was doing that nervous thing again glancing down at the paper then right back at Sakura face redder then a cherry. Her finger pointed at the math problem in nfront of her as she sank back into the coushin black chair in embarrassment.
" I . . .um. . .don't understand this problem." Hinata spoke out softly, her embarrassment distinct.
" This problem, oh," Sakura smiled lightly, pure pleasure erupting from her, " that's easy~"
It was a simplistic math problem to do with the circumference of the circle, but her sweet seemed to have a problem with math, her worst subject. But she seemed to accel in science and history, which explained why her schedule revolved more around those subjects. Giving a giggle Sakura gave a silent cheer at the thought of being good at the thing her love wasn't.
"All you have to do is this," solving the simple little problem, Sakura silently hummed in her mind a tone of sweet pleasure.
After a few minutes Hinata seemed to understand the small problem and gave a thank you as she went back to her problem. She kept looking at the bluenette till she bent her head down working hard on a problem that she seemed to get. But as soon as that happen, Sakura could feel her blood boiling again with pure anger to the point where she tighten the grip on her pencil breaking it.
The snap of the pencil startled the other girl, causing her to look up at the pinkette with worry and question. Sakura shock her head waving her hand as to say it was nothing for her to worry about. The girl placed her hands on the table standing up while packing away all the work she had just finished.
" I need to go," the pinkette spoke softly to the other, her green eyes were looking at the blonde on the other side of the library, "I have something to do."
Yes, yes she had something to do, a certain blonde need her attention right at this moment, for her had . . . over stepped his boundaries. Oh yes he had, and a boy like that needs to be punished.
"Naruto."