Xeno: 4th Story! Fat love is always the best.

If I Were Perfect

Pairing: SakuHinaIno

Genre: Friendship, Slice of Life, Angst, Tragedy


I Hate This.

A short and chubby girl had been eating her bento under a cherry blossom tree. The white blossom petals dancing it's way down on the vast hill. The summer breeze and cicadas whipped all around Hinata.

This small girl looked behind the cherry blossom tree with her bento in hands.

She looked at all the children playing tag, older people – playing sport. One big family.

A family of quite slender young women/girls and muscular men.

It was unfair. She was excluded from the family.

She was Hinata Hyuuga.

A girl that never quite looked for answers in how to become "normal".

She sighed depressingly.

Maybe I should take laxatives? Maybe I should stop eating for a few days? Binge eating? Over exercising..

These negative thoughts had been flowing through her mind like a running jet stream.

If I Were Perfect

She stumbled as she sat down eating her bento. This girl – Hinata loves food, or she just doesn't like wasting food. She cried silently. Her cries being drowned out and blocked by the chants, screams, laughter of others behind her.

"Hey... Why're you crying Chubby Bunny?" A firm and strong voice was said aloud.

Hinata couldn't stop sniffling. From the nickname Chubby Bunny, she only cried more.

"I-I I'm n-not... Cr-Crying!!" Hinata bawled. She looked up with shame, through her blurred eyes she cold only see bright peridot eyes and bubble gum pink hair. She was beautiful and slender.

"If you're not crying then I'm assuming you're allergic to Cherry Blossom Trees? Correct?" The bubblegum girl kneeled down on both knees and grinned.

"N-n-n-no!" Hinata hiccuped. The girl in front of her jumped back a little.

"Then you're crying." She retorted.

"I'M NOT!" Hinata stooped up with her stubby legs. She sat back down and replaced her empty bento box to the side.

"You know, I find it annoying when someone's in denile, you need to be more true to yourself! Anyways... What's your name?"

"Hinata... You are?"

The girl in response, pointed upwards at the tree branches.

"Sakura?" Hinata guessed softly.

"Wow! You got it! Usually when people I meet ask for my name and they're near a cherry blossom tree – I point at it and they're all like 'That's a cherry blossom tree!' Meh, then I have to tell them my name personally."

Sakura sighed – she was out of breathe from her rambling.

Hinata laughed at Sakura.

This was the first.

2 whole hours later Sakura never teased or insulted Hinata ONCE on her weight or appearance. She only said that Hinata had beautiful big eyes.

Hinata had parted with Sakura, she found out they live in the same street but Hinata's house was a little further down the street.

She passed all the houses, apartments – there was her house. Her house was quite small for a two story home. Unlocking the house's front door, she rushed to the bathroom in her room. She poked her flab under her chin. She stretched out her cheeks.

She gave herself space and lifted up her arms but her arms got tired after a minute or two. Her belly had made a hill. She thought:

...I Want to Be Beautiful...

Hinata yawned. Friday was over with. After having a beautiful friend – she needed to fit in. This calls for danger ahead of her life.

That night, her she had her wondrous dream. She had a figure of a supermodel. How did she become like that? One thought had repeater through her mind uncontrollably.

Binge

Binge

Binge

Saturday morning – Her eyes shot open like a bullet being triggered by a gun.

She rushed as she got dressed and went down to the kitchen. She was hungry but she wanted to be skinny too.

She cooked herself a large breakfast meal, as it cooled she prepared some water.

She ate quickly, finishing several plates of food within 5 minutes. She rushed to the nearest bathroom, she vomited in the toilet. Her parents were still asleep from upstairs, hopefully they won't come down to see what's wrong. She flushed the toilet.

Hinata binged once more, twice – three times. She knew this was bad for her. She knew what could happen if she keeps up with this habit. But – she can no longer control herself. She settled down for a moment.

Hinata sprayed the bathroom with air freshener and quickly found her keys outside of the bathroom. Hinata exited the house – locking the house up with a note at the door saying she's out with her friends. The still chubby yet noticeable fat that had been lost was completely visual.

She ran down the street; in a short period of time she was out of stamina.

No – Keep Running Hinata!

Don't give up!

This is training...

Finally, about 45 minutes later she visited a store – the pharmacy.

Shelves dominated the store with tablets, pills, cough syrup, etc.

Hinata wasn't looking for that. Only one thing was stuck in her mind.

Laxatives

Hinata looked down the last row in the store.

There! She found it. Hinata examined all the labels of the Laxative brands. What's the most effective one?

There.

Her ideal brand: Triple XIVV

"Take 2 every month?" Hinata wondered. Powerful energy to suck up all fat..

This meant danger.

Hinata quickly carried as many little bottles of laxatives in her arms and set them on the counter, ready to be paid for.

The employee eyed Hinata carefully, sighing dramatically and mumbling something. Hinata couldn't figure it out but she was guessing he said Poor girl...

Hinata paid then bolted out the store, running home. Doing her best for non-stop running.

When Hinata arrived home she ran upstairs. Her parents were out – thankfully.

She locked herself in her room.

She spread the bottles she bought from the pharmacy on her bed.

She got her water bottle out from her purse.

She dumped the tablets and pills out. She cupped a handful of tablets into her hand and forced herself to swallow it all. Then rewarded herself with a big gulp of water.

At first she didn't feel satisfied. Now, her worries are all over now. She sighed. A full body sized mirror was embedded into her wall, she looked at herself.

Ugly

She smiled menacingly.

I will no longer be the ugly duckling.

She was getting hungry. Binge eating time.

She ran downstairs and grabbed all the snacks she could find – she stuffed herself obsessively without digesting her food. Running to the bathroom – she vomited into the toilet then flushed.

Satisfied – she was getting sleepy, she finished her homework and went to sleep.

Weeks had gone by – this was her routine.

Wake up & Get ready to dress

Before her parents wake up – eat repetitively

Binge

Wash her mouth

Go to school

Have a small snack behind the school

Go home

Eat & Binge

10-20 Laxatives

Homework

Sleep

The cycle went over and over.

Hinata didn't think anybody would notice her weight loss. Slowly – more males had been talking to her. She was becoming more and more popular. Sakura had kept an eye on her during school.

She knew what Hinata was doing. She didn't like it one bit.

What could she do? Sakura had one thing in mind.

Konoha Talk Show

4 Weeks later - Hinata was as thin as a stick.

Sakura had invited her to a club. Which was a total lie.

Hinata followed the directions to this so called club.

There, Sakura was standing.

"Sakura this isn't..."

"Hinata, there's something wrong with you. I'm sorry... I... I requested you here for television. Talk show. We need to discuss your problems."

Hinata stood there shocked.

But there's nothing wrong with me...

Hinata sighed as she stood backstage. Her name was called by Kakashi.

She walked out from the backstage and no applause, her eyes roamed around the audience – their eyes were big. No surprise, she got that when she was walking outside.

She sat down comfortably in the chair provided for her and a pillow, she placed it under her bum.

"Hello Hinata." Kakashi greeted.

"Hello.." Hinata spoke softly.

"So, Hinata – why do you think you're called here today?"

"Sakura told me.. She had a problem with me. She said that.. I'm hurting myself, I'm too skinny." Hinata sleepily said. She felt depressed and sleepy, but she didn't want to admit it.

"Do you think you're too skinny?"

Hinata said without hesitation, "No. No I'm not."

"Say, Hinata... How did you become so skinny?" Kakashi focused on her chest. 'Nice shape' is probably what he's talking about. However she was just in flesh and bone which was a turn off.

"Well, I usually take about 40 laxatives a day and Binge... Vomit about several times in the bathroom... Which sucks.." Hinata sighed.

"Why does it suck?" Kakashi eyed her curiously.

"I get sleepy a lot and most of the time I sleep inside the bathroom... Sometimes I don't go to school since I oversleep. My parents don't see me though since I lock myself in the bathroom.." Hinata said honestly, she knew it was stupid but she needed to feel beautiful.

Kakashi hesitated before asking the next question.

"Hinata... How long will you go? …Until you're satisfied."

"As low as I can get..." Hinata felt her stomach – checking for any flab.

"Well, if you go as low as you can get... You're going to die." Kakashi frowned.

Hinata paused. She stared at him for a long period of time. Kakashi figured that she knew but she didn't want to say 'I know'.

"What do you see when you look at yourself in the mirror?" Kakashi crossed his fingers together.

"...I have a nice stomach..Curves...Legs... But sometimes I forget to take my laxatives and the next morning I see myself get a bit fatter. Especially my arms – I... I don't like my arms.. They need some work," Hinata nearly drifted off in slumber.

"You're 16 years old and how much do you weigh? What did your doctor say about your weight?"

"I weigh 52 pounds. My doctor said that I can die if I go any lower. I need to gain weight she says. But... I've been living like this for a month now and.. I'm okay."

"Have any of these things happened to you? Lower blood pressure?"

"Ye-"

"Slower heart rate?"

"Y-yeah, low potassium but.. I'm fine." Hinata looked down at her fingers resting on her thighs.

"Heart failure?"

"Mmm.. No but they've been worrying about my heart for a long time now, just about heart attack low but I'm fine."

"Brittle bones?" Kakashi shook his head from side to side lightly.

"Y-yeah.. I usually have to carry around a pillow with me for my bum because.. It hurts. I'm just happy my teachers let me."

"Anemia? Swollen joints?"

"Yes. My skin becomes dry and is covered with soft hair because I don't have any fat to keep me warm, certain clothing can scrape my skin off too.." Hinata rubbed her arm in disappointment since she thinks she has fat in her arms.

Kakashi paused for a moment. Looking as if he had a headache. Which he didn't. He called down Sakura for a talk with Hinata in front of the audience.

"Hinata, stop isolating yourself. Every morning I wake up, I call and you don't answer the phone. Your parents usually pick up but say that you're sleeping or gone out, I know what you're doing. The first thing I think of is you. Are you still okay? Are you still alive?"

"I'm fine!" Hinata retorted loudly.

"You keep taking at least 20 laxatives and throw up. You can't keep going on like this Hinata! I want everyone here to make you realize that you have a problem! And you need to go to some treatment center!" Sakura looked at her outraged with tears in her eyes.

Hinata was silent. She mumbled 'OKAY'.

The audience applauded for Hinata's correct choice.

She looked at the audience, at Kakashi then at Sakura. A relieving smile crept on.

Sakura drove Hinata home and Hinata asked her parents to live with Sakura and her parents for a while to schedule her daily routine into filling herself and getting some workouts done.

Her parents were more than happy to fix their daughter. Hinata threw out all her laxatives away, she digested her food properly. Her school was more than happy to see Hinata renewed. Not too skinny, not too fat.

There's always a solution.

The best solution if the words of your friends.


Xeno: I was inspired to create this story.

Hope this inspired you to trust your friends words more often in drastic conditions or try to help motivate your friends positively.

Ready for the 5th shot?