A/N: A plot is slowly starting to come out and another short one.

Little Things: Four

Hinata grasped the ends of her skirt as Chojuro stared at her petite figure; waiting for an answer. The whole room was eerily quiet as the club members knew that the girl was inwardly deciding what to do. The task that Chojuro assigned her was challenging and out of her comfort zone, yet it was something that only she could do since the other club members were not good at analyzing the type of material she enjoyed reading. She knew that Chojuro preferred reading historical types of books that contained heavy text in reading, Kurotsuchi was more of analyzing anthologies and biography's, Shikamaru specialized more in reading mystery and crime books that at times in his spare time he was willing to read horror, and then there was Naruto that really just enjoyed reading comics and if interested science fiction. So when Chojuro had asked her if she could help Haku, the vice president of the drama club, come up with a plot for a tragic romance play – she began to panic.

Hinata heard Naruto give her words of encouragement, "Hey Hinata, you always read those romance novels! You can do it!"

Milk-pearl eyes couldn't help to stare at his ocean ones with great concern and a bit of fear.

She enjoyed a good romance novel, but that did not make her an expert in writing one. The Hyuuga could only fantasize about the experiences that the main heroine would go through, but had she ever had those raw experiences in her life? The passion? The intensity to be together with the one you love? The answers to those questions were a simple no.

Her eyes stared at the blond haired boy giving her a thumbs up.

A weak smile appeared on her lips.

Maybe she could do it if she had enough encouragement…

"Have you ever been in love?" asked Haku with a calm demeanor as he stood next to Chojuro, who had a still expression. Naruto could only gawk while Shikamaru stared at Hinata with sympathy. Kurotsuchi's cheeks gave a blush and was about to protest for the younger girl – but the shy girl for the first time found her voice.

"Yes," replied Hinata as she had a one on one stare with Haku's dark brown eyes. "I have."

There was an awkward silence in the room until Haku broke it with a short laugh.

"Very well then," Haku began, as his lips formed a small smile. "I will ask for your assistance in writing this certain piece of the story with me. I do need some inspiration before turning in my rough draft to Nii-Sensei and the president of the drama club. "

Naruto waved goodbye at the two teenagers as he hopped on the bus to head home. Once the bus was gone, Shikamaru turned to the petite girl who could only stare at the green bus that had left. The boy had so many questions in his head that he had to ask the one that was bugging him the most.

"Does he know?" were the words that came out of his lips.

Her eyes never left at the direction where the green bus that had taken off. "Yes."

There was something that stirred in Shikamaru at that moment – he didn't pity her, instead, he began to admire her.