A/N: Thank you guy so much for the reviews! It really helps and it means a lot to me! C: This is another chapter from Pein's POV, because I just figured I should do the first study session from his POV also, so. Yeah. Anyway, enjoy!

~Jojo

As we're walking to her house after school, I notice that cousin of hers looking over at me. I ignore his stares, which I can tell that it irritates him. It turns out that she doesn't live too far from the apartments that I live in, which means it won't be much a walk home, which is nice. I can just from the outside that the house is quite large in itself. It's painted white on the outside, but all of the window sills and occasional shutters are black. It's a bit bigger than I thought it'd be, but it's very nice. I'm sure it's just as nice on the inside. The front door is also white, and has an interesting painted glass pattern on it. Neji opens the big, white door and we step inside.

"Father we're home!" She calls out when we're all inside. This is the loudest I've ever heard her talk, and she didn't even stutter. The house is also painted white on the inside. The floors are a light-colored wood. There are lots of doors and hallways leading in lots of directions. It's a lot to take in; although I guess maybe I should have expected this. They are Hyuuga's. There are a few pictures decorating the walls. There's one on the wall of Hinata, standing between what I can only expect to be her parents. Another picture is Hinata, looking very young, with a woman who looks a lot like her. That must be her mom. The last picture seems to be a family portrait, with lots of people. It has Neji, and Hinata, a few more other kids, but I take notice that it's missing the woman that must be Hinata's mom. Why isn't she in that picture? Hinata starts walking towards a doorway off to the left, and nods for me to follow her, but we're stopped in the hallway.

"Hinata! I-" An energetic voice calls, but stops abruptly. It's a child. She only looks about ten, maybe a little older. She has the same brown hair that Neji has, but looks like Hinata in a lot of ways, but she doesn't seem shy at all. This must be her sister. The small girl's eyes fix on me and she looks very confused.

"Who is that?!" She asks loudly. I can already tell that Hinata is the only shy one in the family.

"No one." Hinata says, looking down at the girl and then continuing into the doorway. The small girl trots off and goes down one of the many hallways. I step into the room and find a man sitting at a table. Is this her dad? He sits at a table, with a cup of what seems to be tea in front of him. Neji leans against the doorway of the room, which seems to lead into a kitchen.

"Father, this is Pein. The person I'm studying with." She says. It is her dad. I've never been particularly good with parents. They never seem to really like me. I kind of expected to Hinata's mom to be in here, but she's not. It's just her dad from what I can see, and he doesn't seem to care at all that I'm here, much less with is daughter. The man nods and then grumbles something, not seeming to care.

"We're just going to go up to my room and study, is that okay?" She asks when he doesn't say anything else. Her room? Well, I suppose that it's better than out in the living room, where Neji can breathe down my neck. The man nods again, and makes the same sound in his throat. Does he really not care that much? Most parents aren't like this, from what I am aware.

"What?! You're just gonna let some guy you don't know go in her room with her?!" Neji asks, sounding very distressed. Am I really that bad? Although, this is sort of funny to me. I see Hinata's eyes grow a little wide and she looks back at me, she shows an apologetic look. I shrug, it's alright. I really don't care what Neji thinks of me.

"Oh shut it, Neji." Her father says. This almost makes me laugh, but I choke it back and hope nobody notice that it was funny to me. Neji sighs and then stalks up the stairs. Hinata looks back at me and then leads up to the large staircase up to her room. We pass Neji, who seems to stand outside what I can assume is his bedroom door when we pass. She opens the door and I follow her in and then close the door behind me. I can practically see the image of Neji pressing his ear against the door and smirk, but she doesn't see. The first thing I notice about her room is that it has a very calming aura about it. The walls are painted a very light purple. It reminds me of her eyes. It contrasts well to the very dark blue carpet. Her room is very neat. There are black curtains hanging over the two windows in her room. There's a desk in one corner, and in the other is sort of like a desk, but has a mirror on it. There are more pictures in her room, of family. One I seem to notice more than others is one of Hinata and Neji, who are very small toddlers, maybe three years old. They're sitting together at a table. They both seem to be very happy in the picture. Her closet is one of those sliding door closets, but it's closed. As I said before, the room is very neat. The bed is even made. There's a bookshelf with lots of books. She must like to read or something. There seems to be a flower pot of some sort sitting in the window sill of the larger window. She drops her backpack on the floor and then takes a seat next to it. I do the same.

"I'm really s-sorry about Neji. I don't even know why he cares." She says, looking down. I shrug.

"It's alright. It's not a big deal. I'm actually surprised your father didn't care as much as Neji did." I say. She sorta shrugs, which kind of gives me a feeling like she doesn't want to talk about it. I'm still confused about it, though. I ask a kind of dumb question, but I hope it'll help me understand her more.

"Was that little girl your sister?" I ask. She looks up at me, starting to pull out a math book. She looks really confused for a minute.

"Huh?" She asks, and then seems to remember. "Oh! Y-yeah. That's Hanabi, she's…..nothing like me." She says. I nod, that's sort of the most obvious difference between the two. That, and their age of course. There's a few seconds of silence and then her door opens, there's not a knock or anything. I expect Neji, but it's not. It's Hanabi.

Hinata, ha-" Hanabi starts to say but Hinata cuts her off.

"No, I have not seen your stuffed animal. Check Neji, he's the one who likes to cut them up." She says. Hanabi's eyes grow wide and she lets out a little squeak. She then shuts the door and I hear her footsteps run down the hall to Neji's room. I smirk. Does she mean that? She turns back to me with a satisfied smirk on her face.

"Does he really cut up her stuffed animals?" I ask, smiling. She shakes her head, and somehow that makes that even funnier to me.

"No, but I wouldn't put it past him. Plus, this way they'll both be too busy arguing at each other to bother us." She says. I nod, a smile still in place. We study for about thirty minutes before her door opens yet again, to reveal none other than Neji.

"What're you two doing?!" He yells, flinging open the door. I answer before she can.

"Uh, studying." I say, pointing down to the book in my lap. Hinata nods to confirm this is true. What else would we be doing? Geez, he's paranoid. Neji takes a step forward and shifts his gaze to me.

"Listen, I don't like you up here alone with my cousin. I do not believe your good-guy act for one second." Neji says. I almost laugh. Does he really think that I'm scared of him? Is he serious? I can't even help that I have to be here, and yet is makes him so mad. It's kind of funny to see him overreact.

"Sorry to break it to you but I'm really not scared of you, and it's not like I plan on 'doing' anything to Hinata, we're just studying. So calm your shit." I say, smirking. I see Hinata smile and laugh slightly.

"Neji, just go." Hinata says, and I spot her roll her eyes. Neji leaves.

"Sorry about that. I don't know why he's so over-protective all of a sudden." She says, still smiling. It's kind of nice to see her smile. She never really does. She looks sort of sad most of the time. What does she mean by all of a sudden? Neji didn't do this before? I mean, it's not like a ton of guys are into Hinata. He doesn't act like this around Kiba from what I've seen, only when Kiba wants to see her outside of school.

"That's okay. It's kind of fun to piss him off." I say, grinning and laughing. She laughs too. It's one of the first things I've seen her laugh at. Her voice is always so soft. Does she ever get mad at anything? A few more seconds of silence pass by.

"You know, y-you're really not as b-bad as people think you are." She says. I smile at this; no one has ever said this to me before. Everyone seems to think I'm scary, and I'm sure she did at first too. She still might be. It's hard to come up with something to say back. I take it as a compliment, though.

"Well, uh, thanks. I guess." I say. She smiles and then we return to studying. We study for a full two hours with no one barging in, until they call her for dinner. She looks at me and I figure this is sort of my signal to leave. I'm ready to say something, but she surprises me.

"Y-you're welcome to stay for dinner, if-if you'd like." She says. I think about this for a minute. I mentally sigh. The guys are gonna give me hell for this.

"Uh, okay. Only because I think it'll be funny to see how Neji reacts." I say, smiling. She laughs and I follow her down the stairs to their kitchen/dining room. I'm surprised to find a place set for me at the table. All of sit down and eat dinner. I try to ignore the occasional stare of Hanabi and Neji, who both seem a little weirded out by my presence. Neji freaked out at first when he found out that I was staying for dinner, but then settled for glaring at me across the table, which I ignored. Dinner went quietly, as her father is much of a talker. A lot of it was Hanabi talking about her first couple of days in 6th grade. I was about right with her age, but she sometimes acts a lot younger. After we're all done with dinner, we go back up to her room and study some more, before I start to pack up all of my math supplies and leave. As I'm leaving I see Hanabi pop up behind Hinata, but Hinata doesn't notice. I agree to come here tomorrow, and then head off. As I'm walking away from her house, I notice that there is a small black gate that surrounds her house. Its left open all the time, I assume because it was open when I got there and when I left. I walk about three or four blocks over and then reach the apartment. As I'm taking the elevator up, I wonder what the others are going to say about this. There's no sense in lying to them because they'll know. I open the apartment door and find Kisame and Deidara in the living room sitting on the couch.

"Dinner's in the microwave!" Kisame yells.

"I'm not hungry." I reply, walking down the small hallway to the room Itachi and I share. Itachi is already in there, but he's reading on his bed. I drop my backpack on the floor and then sit down on my bed and sigh.

"How was it?" Itachi asks, looking up at me from his book.

"Fine. Did you know she had a younger sister?" I ask. He shakes his head.

"No. There's dinner in the microwave." He says, looking back down.

"I know. I'm not hungry." I say.

"Are you sure?" He asks. I nod.

"Yeah. I ate dinner at her house." I reply. I see him raise an eyebrow and smirk.

"Shut up." I say. He laughs and I roll my eyes. I swear he acts like a child sometimes.

"Her cousin is very over-protective, and it seems her dad doesn't even give a damn about a teenage boy going up to her room with her." I say.

"Yeah, her family isn't all that supportive." Itachi says.

"I didn't see her mom at all either. There was a couple pictures, but she wasn't there." I say, still confused.

"She's dead, Pein." Itachi says coldly. My eyes widen. Wait, Really?

"Are you sure?" I ask. Itachi nods. I didn't realize it was anything like that. That caught me completely off guard. How long has she been dead? I can't exactly ask Hinata these things. I shrug it off for now. If her mother is dead, shouldn't that mean that her father should be there for her more? Shouldn't that push him to be closer to her? Is that why she's so timid?