Author's Note: Sorry, I haven't updated in forever, I've been busy with my Youtube Channel, Animaku, and school work. Also, when writing this chapter I made a lot of changes and tweaks, nothing major, but I wanted to try writing it a different style, perhaps. As always enjoy and always make sure to tell me what you think.

Also, this story is M-rated so expect some M-rated things.

Side Note: I also changed the ages of the characters to 16 for all of them. It's better for me, it confuses me less, and I hope it's not a bother.

Chapter 4: Morning Routine

Hinata's POV

" Nii-san,father request you down stairs soon. " My little brother says from my bedroom door. I peel back layer and layer of blankets, slowly forcing my body up, and my breath hitches as I feel the routine flare of pain in my left leg. I grit my teeth, as I place one leg at a time on the cool wood panels beneath me. I take it one step at time moving from side of the room to the other.

It consists only of four white walls, one dresser, a small closet ( enough space for my uniform and a couple of shirts ), a bed, and my desk with all my cram school textbooks neaty places on the back corner of the left side with a pencil holder on the right side. That's the way father likes it; neat and orderly, not a hair out of place.

" Coming. " I say in a low tone. I pull back my door , my chest coming in contact with the cool air of my house.

I run my hands through my hair, stretching my arms and legs, and let out a sigh. I'm not use to this new house nor the lay out of it. I don't like it, not one bit, I think as the wood creaks from the pressure of my weight. I miss our old condo back in Tokyo, it had a great view of the cherry blossoms during this time of year.

I make it to the bathroom with ease, quickly turning on the shower; praying the hot water works this time, unlike yesterday. I shiver as soon as the ice cold water meets my skin. I lather myself up with my coconut scented body wash, I grab my scrub brush and scrub away at every nook and cranny on my body. Running my hands over my tense muscles, massaging my left leg, and scrubbing my back up and down. Up and down. Up and down.I rinse the soap off and repeat this for another five minutes. I step out of the shower, grab a towel from the top, and wrap it around my waist.

Once I safely back to my room, I drop the towel, I turn to look in my mirror. The first thing I notice is my growth in height, my calves are still rather strong, and my upper body isn't too bad. I've been bit on the scrawny side, despite having quite a sweet tooth, my metabolism will not let an ounce of fat ling except in a certain area. I close my eyes, imagining myself in my cycling uniform, shorter, and much more small in comparison. But, then I think of the wind in my hair, tossing it to and fro.

My legs aching with amount I put behind each pedal, increasing my cadence, my hands gripping the handlebars, and I'm soaring on the road.

Then before I know it my face is mere inches from the ground, too close, and before I can react I'm face first with the black top, and something snaps. I hear boos and sirens and -

My breathing hitches again and I open my eyes, running my hands threw my hair again.

I shake my head, no time for old memories, father said memories are to be left buried. There's no time for slacking off and daydreaming. I move away from the mirror watching younger me vanish leaving a current me. I grab my long sleeved white collared shirt from my closet, making sure the cuffs are buttoned, next my red tie goes around my next and I tie it perfectly. Next my boxers, I walk over to my dresser, squat down to the last dresser and pull out a pair of blue boxers, and quickly grab my black dress pants putting them over my boxers and tightening my brown belt around my waist. Last but not least I place the school's black blazer embroidered with the school's symbol over my dress shirt. I make sure to comb my hair into place before I leave to head downstairs where Niko and father are waiting.

No distractions, I'm the heir to Hyuuga Co. I can't be caught late.

I look around the room one more time and I exit, closing my door.

Naruko POV

" Naruko, sweetie, time for school. " I groan feeling a large hand place itself on shoulder shaking me from my dream.

" Ten more minutes. "I mumble crawling back under the covers.

" But, you're already late to your first class "

" WHAT ! " I shout , yanking back the covers, exposing my pajamas for the world to see. I frantically look around, trying to find my uniform.

" Dad why aren't you helping me look for my uniform. "

" Don't shout so loud we have neighbors, silly, and you're not late at all." He gives me a warm smile and I grumble at how much of a baka I can be.

" That's not funny. "

" Anyways, I've laid your uniform out over there on your desk, and breakfast will be ready soon. " Only now did I realize that my pillow is stuck in between my bed and the wall. I also notice the cups of ramen on my desk and how it doesn't mix well with my scented candles. I stretch before rushing off to take a shower, I made sure to use my cherry blossom scented one ( just right to kick the school year off smelling fresh ) and I bet this year I'll snag myself a boyfriend.

I feel my breast, they've gotten heavy and perky. Yeah I know, I know blonde bimbo with a big bust. But, I'm not stupid, I just learn… slower than everyone else. Wait, that's not a good way to introduce myself, I'm Uzumaki Naruko future CEO, whatever that means,to Kyuubi Sports Inc. Then everyone from middle school will see my awesomeness. I mean think of all the ramen I could buy with the cash I'd be making. I could probably buy all of Ichiraku, I lip my lips at the thought and turn the hot water off. I dry off using my favorite towel, it's hello kitty but no one has to know.

I brush my teeth of any ramen taste and sniff my breath just to make sure.

I put on a pair of panties and a bra both white so it's not see through, I learned that lesson last year. I blush at the memory, I didn't know pink bras would show through my white uniform shirt. I grab my navy blue skirt, put on an orange shirt, and grabbed my navy blue sweater putting it over my orange shirt.

I grabbed my sneakers and hurried down stairs, but I tripped over a pile of magazines.

" Okay bring on the steamed rice ! " I shout leaving my door open.