Winter break is almost over, and that means more school. Oh the horror. I'm gonna try to squeeze in a new chapter or two. Starting with this one. But please keep in mind that I might not get to updating my other story because I procrastinated on Chem hw, and I need to do that.
On a side note: Enjoying the new year so far? :D
All details on the outfit of Hinata will be described here, for those who wondered. xD
OrangeBackpack: It's alright, sometimes that happens to me too. I'll be glad to share any logic for the actions in the story to those who ask.
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters of Naruto universe.
Previous chapter: After zipping up a pair of ankle booties, and buttoning up a long trench coat, she drove to the studio.
(HUGE A/N: READ~I know I wrote that Hinata drove to the studio, but after some thinking I'm changing it to Hinata was driven to the studio. I also might have some changes as regards to the outfit. After some research, maybe some parts of the outfit could be better improved. Sorry if you don't like these last minute changes, but I feel compelled to try to write a better story. Thus I will make some minor detail changes. Also there will be a lot of lines to indicate whose POV/focus it is.)
As Kurenai checked in at the security gate, Hinata couldn't help but notice what a huge milestone this was. She sighed happily as her heartbeat rose and fell, thumping with excitement.
The driver parked the black van in the parking lot the security guard indicated.
Kurenai turned around from her front seat to face the back seats, where Hinata sat.
"Ok, Hinata. Remember, just be yourself. This interview will probably be your worst for the day. After filming the show, we will go to film a commercial, where you will have a minor interview from a entertainment new's channel. Then you have practice at the company building for the rest of the evening. Alright?"
Hinata nodded, then proceeded to take a deep breath. Kurenai handed her a bottle of water.
"Here, hope this helps." Hinata smiled at Kurenai.
"Thank you. I...think I'll be fine. I'm just really nervous that's all." Said Hinata, in a soft voice.
Almost as if to prove her point, Hinata took a gulp of water. Breathing for a bit, she lifted the bottle to her slightly glossed lips a second time. All ready to chug the water as if her life depended on it, Hinata was thankfully stopped by Kurenai.
"We don't want to run to the bathroom in the middle of filming, do we?"
Hinata hesitantly recapped the water and answered.
"No, but..." She took a deep breath again, though her heart still thudded against her chest.
After handing the water bottle back to Kurenai, she opened the door and stepped out to the sunny weather.
Daintily stepping out (though this was due to her upbringing), she could have stepped out of a photo shoot.
One leggings-covered calf reached out and touched the floor. As Hinata stood up on the asphalt, the picture perfect moment was disrupted by Hinata's slight wobbling.
She looked down at her high heels, the very cause of her wobbling.
'Five inch monsters of shoes' she thought miserably. 'I told Ino, I told her. What if I trip? What if the camera catches me walking awkwardly?' She groaned out loud in frustration. Lost in her thoughts, she failed to notice another black van enter the parking lot.
As Kurenai stepped out however, she did. Closing the car doors, she ushered Hinata into the studio.
"Come on, Hinata. We'll be late at this rate." Glancing back as she pushed Hinata towards the building, she made sure Hinata did not notice the person stepping out of the van.
Naruto stretched his body after getting out of the van.
"Naruto." Naruto froze and turned towards his agent.
"Y-yes? Shino?" (A/N: Don't you think that's funny that Shino's the manager? xD I think Naruto'll definitely listen to him :D)
"As a member of Konoha Shinobi, you are to behave accordingly. I am your manager, thus I will take action against you if you choose not to." Shino, clad in a black buttoned up trench coat, looked at Naruto sternly. Though Naruto couldn't notice through Shino's black shades.
Hell, he couldn't even see if he was frowning or not. The collar of Shino's trench coat was turned up, which covered all of his neck and part of his lower face. This didn't cover all of his lower face, but that didn't stop Shino from covering what lower face wasn't covered with a loose scarf.
'Doesn't he ever get hot under all that clothing?' wondered Naruto.
Naruto cleared his throat, trying to collect some control from his scattered nerves. It didn't work. His 'ahem' turned out more meek than Naruto thought it would be. Trying to recover some male pride, he proceeded on.
"W-what do you mean, Shino? What action?" Naruto laughed nervously and avoided Shino's eyes, wherever they were looking.
"We will take away everything you love. You will despair, grieve, and mourn." Shino remained emotionless. The same could not be said about Naruto, however.
Naruto's eyes were wide and alert, with a fearful expression.
Again, he laughed nervously.
"Hehe. No. No, no, no." He looked at Shino's still figure.
His paranoid and in denial cries grew louder and louder.
"HAHA. NO. NO. NOOOOOOOO. HA." Shino, breathed a deep breath in and out through his nose. He was growing tired of this unnecessary business. They were going to run late at this rate. And no one runs late when under his watch.
"As long as you don't act a fool, your secret ramen stash will not be taken away. Now, hurry, or the hostage stash will be cooked and shared among the staff of the company."
Naruto instantly began to speed walk towards the entrance of the studio. Shino, walked alongside him, though his strides seemed effortless on his part.
Hinata and Kurenai walked side by side, heels clicking as they did. Finally, after walking down a hallway, they reached another door, where the set of the show was situated.
Hinata reached the door first and opened the it, holding it open a bit so Kurenai could also go in.
As soon as they disappeared through the door, they saw some fifty seats for fans and a set where the show would take place. It had fake walls and two sofas. There were some decorations to make the set lively and cheerful, as evident in the colors around the set.
Kurenai led Hinata to the staff of the show, where she bowed and greeted to everyone. She was told a few things to remember by the director of the show. After that, Hinata excused herself to the bathroom, a place where she could finally take the time to breathe.
Naruto quickly walked down the hallway, all the while thinking about his babies. All the limited edition ramen noodles he had been saving for a rainy day was NOT going to people who didn't know how to truly appreciate ramen. NO. WAY. IN. HELL.
Yup, this was for all his babies. Never mind the fact that he'd heard that someone else would be a guest in this show. Never mind the fact that he had heard this person was pretty. Never mind the fact that several people had called her perfect for him.
What the heck is that anyways? How can someone possibly look at two people and say they're soul mates? It was all very mind boggling and complicated to Naruto, who, to be fair, did not deal well with 'complicated.' He liked the simple and straightforward way, evident in his reckless decisions.
'Well, it wouldn't hurt to see what she's like, right?' reasoned Naruto.
Coincidentally, as Hinata ducked out of view to go to the bathroom for a breather, Naruto entered the set.
Naruto began greeting the staff and went through the same kind of preparations that Hinata had to go through.
Hinata entered the sleek and well kept bathroom. As she passed the door frame, it was as if the little energy she had possessed now depleted into a shallow sack of nothingness. Tired of her nerves, she walked to the sinks situated along the wall. Picking one in the corner where she felt she could hide, she moved to that one.
Turning the shiny knob with one hand, she felt a straight waterfall flow through her fingers with the other. The slight gentleness calmed her down some. A minute had passed. Hinata knew she had to get back soon.
Sighing heavily, she turned off the knob, dried her hands, and slowly wobbled slightly to the core of her nervousness.
As Naruto listened to the producer, he couldn't help his little curious gestures. His eyes would wander a bit, sometimes stopping on a particularly well dressed woman that happened to pass by. Then, he prep himself to greet her as she approached, only to feel the awkward snub of seeing the wrong person.
Sometimes he would hear the the slightest of sounds and pretend it was loud and clear as a spring day. He would then crane his neck and strain to look for a potential candidate for "soul mate". Whenever something was pointed to, he made unnecessary effort to spot it, though he saw it once he turned his head.
Naruto's curiosity was killing him. Who is this mystery girl? Though he had always talked about Sakura, he couldn't help it. He and Sakura were friends, though lately they were becoming acquaintances. But that couldn't be helped. They both had busy schedules and Sakura always did prioritize Sasuke to him, just a little bit.
Naruto would be lying if he said he didn't want to find love. He was a former orphan, and the very idea that someone would love him unconditionally always gave him a warm feeling.
His thoughts were interrupted by the slight click of the opening of the main doors.
Hinata walked slowly, quickly, then carefully; trying to cram in some reassurance in herself that she wouldn't fall. The cram session ended as she neared the door. Trying to avoid much attention, she opened the door, much like a wary thief.
What she saw...stunned her. Was she really seeing him, the one she had pined over for years?
Naruto looked at the woman in the doorway. Just looking at her, he realized this was most likely the person his friends called his soul mate. He could understand, he knew who she was. As much as he would hate to admit it, he knew that this was Hyuuga Hinata.
Her navy blue hair was silky and shiny in an attractive subtle way. Her pearly eyes, though technically the same as Neji's, had a softness and beauty that he never saw in her cousin. She had an attractive mini dress that flaunted her- Naruto cleared his throat and blushed in embarrassment. The third person POV may have stopped, but Naruto's mind was full of the genre his godfather specialized in.
Hinata unconsciously stood in a very centered way. Her hands layered on top of one another and her chin was slightly downward. Her gaze was frozen in place, at the very place Naruto stood. Her legs were slim and straight. Her arms were relaxed, but her elbows were slightly bent. In turn, her hands were placed in front of her stomach, which felt light and queasy at the same time.
Naruto couldn't tear his eyes off of her. His eyes scanned her deep, warm-shaded, long sleeved purple mini. The sleeves at the start of the shoulders puffed a little, just enough for a flare of kind prettiness.
The neckline was low enough to show just the gentle swelling and valley of her bosom. The purple cloth was gathered at the hip, cinched in a bit to create a natural wrinkle ripple across the dress. The dress then ended simply at the middle of her thighs.
Her peep toe platform booties and black lace leggings gave the final blow to Naruto's unsuspecting heart.
Hinata could literally hear her heartbeat like a surround sound system. The tousled blond spiky hair, the welcoming blue eyes, the strangely attractive whisker marks. She dared not look at his lips. They always gave her daydreams of his lips making it's mark on her's.
He wore dark blue jeans which showed a silhouette of his legs. Dressed in an unbuttoned black blazer, he had his left hand in his jean pocket. Underneath the blazer, he gave a reminder to his fans what his favorite color was.
The orange T-shirt also had a Konoha Shinobi symbol, the round swirl, taken from the Konoha sign. He wore black flat sneakers with orange laces and (A/N: imagine Vans) orange lining.
Hinata willed her feet to move forward. Leaning forward, she lifted her foot and began to trudge forward. Even trudging made Hinata seem as if she was on a catwalk. It turned out that she could walk perfectly in her heels as long as see remained unconscious of herself.
As soon as she was at a closer distance, however, the trouble kicked in. A mere four feet away, she began to feel the punch of self consciousness. In a domino effect, her face began to flush. Her feet began to wobble. Her relaxed posture turned tense. Until finally, this culminated to Hinata tripping.
Naruto could see her walking towards her, in this angelic gait. She was prettier in real life than in the TV. However, when she started acting a little different, he grew concerned. When she was two feet away, she tripped. Being a mere two feet away, he caught her in her fall, holding her in his arms.
Hinata felt two strong arms support part of her weight. Peeking under her long lashes, she spotted blue eyes look straight into hers. The stare was too much for poor Hinata. And thus, she promptly fainted.
Naruto saw her eyes under her eyelashes, which gave a little jump to his heartbeat. Then he felt Hinata become heavier. Upon closer inspection, he found that she fainted. Without much thought beside politeness and chivalry, he moved one arm under her knees and carried her, bridal style.
At that exact moment, the fans began to file in. Seeing Naruto carry Hinata, they screamed in excitement. Several took out cameras and started snapping away. Almost all of them took out their phones and started filming them.
'Oh crap' thought Naruto.
