A/N: Hello people!

I might not be writing as much because of homework. evil homework! :(

Also, now that Hinata has this "true Hyuuga" thing going on, she now has 2 personalities. Kinda like Zetsu. So when she's talking to herself, the nice caring loving Hinata we know will be thinking (and speaking) with underlines beneath her words, and when she's talking/thinking to herself, all the words will be in Italics. You can figure it out.

Please, note that while they're arguing, they're thinking, and thinking is MUCH faster than talking. So even if they have a conversation that would take 5 minutes while talking, it probably wouldn't even take a minute while thinking.

Thank you to CuteLikeMomiji for making awesome suggestions and giving me the motivation to finish this story (or atleast, start writing this chapter).

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto... or any of the other characters.

Orange and White

Chapter 4

I couldn't sleep that night. I also couldn't bear to go outside the house, not after what people would think of me. Heck, I couldn't even leave my room. So I stayed in my room for a week, basically just thinking things over. I almost went insane, talking to myself so much. Well...not really myself. It was more like there was two people living in my body. Like we were fighting for control over the body.

This is just one of the many disputes I had with myself:

I'm not myself anymore. I can't go outside! People would try to comfort me, and then what would you do to them? Or worse, what if they're scared of me now?

Hey, it's not like we care. We're out for ourselves now, we don't need anyone!

I need Naruto.

Oh, you don't need him either. He knew that you were engaged, and did you see him? He was practically bouncing with excitement.

Maybe he thought that I would be happy, and then he would be happy for me. Being the oblivious person he is, Naruto might have thought that I would like Gaara.

Exactly. Why do you need a person so stupid?

Take that back!

No.

...

All of our conversations end with one of us saying something and the other unable to think of a response.

But seriously, all I was doing for those 168 hours was going over different dilemmas and debating over them with myself. Different topics include Gaara, Kiba, what Kiba meant by "us guys", whether Naruto was happy or not about my...engagement, what other people think of me, what Neji thinks of me, whether we (we? Gosh, it's like there's two people inside my body.) were still ok with Kurenai, if my father would be proud of me... you get the point. And the worst part is that we didn't even get anywhere.

The only good thing that happened that week was that I managed to get just a little control over myself so I could be nice every once in a while.

Anyways, at the end of the week, I figured I'd cut myself off from the world (you mean village. Oh, be quiet) long enough, and went to join my family for breakfast.

When I got there, everybody was pleasantly surprised. Except Neji. He looked kind of worried, and I knew right then that if anyone tried to bring up the topic about Gaara, he'd change the subject immediately. As different as we were, both sides of me (...I make myself sound like a freak) were grateful for Neji. Nobody likes sulking for long.

"Hi Hinata! What have you been doing this entire time in your room, you've been in there forever!" Hanabi almost exploded with pleasure at seeing me.

I wanted to frown and grin at the same time. I settled on sitting down and avoiding her gaze.

Wow, how do you stand that kid? She's so...annoying.

Well, you know, there's this thing called patience, which you don't seem to have.

...

"Hey Hinata... how are you?" Neji said kindly, "Have some breakfast..." He dropped his voice to a whisper. "Do you want ramen?"

Other Hinata (that's what I've decided to call her) stared at him, but internally I was giggling, thinking of Naruto.

Neji paled at Other Hinata's glare and nervously passed me some fried eggs.

Let me say thanks.

Why?

Incase you didn't know, it's common courtesy.

I don't care about that kind of stuff.

Father will get angry if we don't.

...

It's a good thing that Other Hinata is all about clan pride. Now that I think about it, that's kind of weird, because she came from a "not being able to rely on my clan" feeling.

"Thanks Neji. I'm doing fine. I just felt a little sick." I said a little too late.

Neji smiled, probably glad to know that there was still a little bit of me inside.

"So, Hinata, I trust that you've heard...?" My father looked at me with his piercing gaze.

"Yes I have...father."

"Oh my gosh, Hinata! Are you hap-" Hanabi was cut off when Neji covered her mouth with his hand. I kept my face emotionless (I guess that's what happens when you want to do opposite expressions at the same time), but inside, I smiled and Other Hinata scowled.

"Yeah, I'm fine."

"You do realize that they want your answer today...?" My father pointed out.

Silence.

We both thought We're in so much trouble.

You answer.

Fine.

"I... I need more time to decide."

Wait, what!? What do you mean more time!?!? I thought the obvious answer would be no!

Well... you see, when you think about it, there are 3 boys we like.

What?!

I can tell. You like Sasuke. I like Naruto.

Obviously.

But... I... dislike Sasuke and you hate Naruto.

Yeah, get on with it!

Well, my point is that if we married Gaara, we would both be ok with it. Gaara is very kind now, and I admire him for that. Gaara was a monster back then, and you admire him for that. Not to mention you would like the power that comes with marrying the Kazekage.

...

"Sure Hinata! We can arrange that!" Neji was very happy with the news that I (we) were actually considering this. No, he wasn't happy to know we could be going away. It's just that there were bonuses that came with this: I would have the best protection. I would make father happy. And apparently, I wouldn't be all murderous about it.

"Thanks Neji."

Pff. Again with the thank-you's.

Father.

...

(See, that week paid off. I could win the arguments... most of the time.)

Then we (this time, by "we", I mean my family and I) finished eating in silence, and cleared the table. I braced myself and prepared to go outside, but then Neji grabbed my arm. Again. How many of my walks has he interrupted this way?

"Hinata, I was wondering... how are your flowers doing?"

Oh... shoot.

"Oh...Umm..." I paled. "Be right back!"

I rushed into my room and ended up almost hurling myself out the window when I tried to stop too quickly.

Almost fell out of the window now, did we?

Fell out of the window... Wait, the window's OPEN?!?!

Yeah. What of it?

You don't know? I thought you would by looking through every single on of my memories for Sasuke,

Oh, shut up. But what's the big deal?

I always keep my window closed!

I glanced towards my roses. They were all flourishing. Except my white rose. Why was that rose wilting? All the others were perfectly fine!

Who knows? It doesn't matter. Just buy another one!

But...how do flowers survive a week without water?

...Maybe you sister opened your window while you were unconscious last week and you didn't close it. Then while we were sleeping, it rained and the flowers got their water.

But why isn't the white ro-

I hid my thoughts from her (another trick I learned during the week).

I just remembered... I had a plan. I was going to give those flowers to Naruto (obviously) for Valentine's Day. 2 red roses for love, 1 orange rose that was supposed to be Naruto... and 1 white rose that was supposed to be me.

My rose had died while all the others were alive.

Did that mean that (metaphorically) I'd killed myself?

Did that mean I would never be myself again?

A/N: Much Much shorter than last chapter.
This was just weak. I'm sorry. Actually, this is basically a filler that is only here for 2 reasons:
The Sasuke-Gaara-Naruto thing, and the Rose thing.
Sorry if you don't like it now... I'll try to make the next chapter much better.
Review please!