Hinata sat by herself in the stairway to the back door, kitchen entrance

Author's Note: I'M SORRY! I'm really sorry that took so long to write, and post. First, I had writers block, then, I stopped having writers block. I wrote the chapter, and then, ALL MY FILES were erased. I had to re-write the chapter, so I hope you enjoy this. Please R&R!!

Disclaimer: I don't own 'The Hyper One' (A.K.A.-Naruto)

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Eight Weeks With You and Your Friends

Chapter 4: Home Alone Hinata

Hinata sat by herself in the stairway to the back door, kitchen entrance. The boys had long since left, going to the arcade. She was left alone with Akamaru.

Perking up suddenly, Hinata decided to pack up a lunch, so that she and the boys could head to the beach when they returned. She entered the kitchen, and saw Naruto, with his head in his hands, staring at the table.

Looking up, Naruto spotted Hinata, and went over to her.

"H-Hinata. I…I'm sorry." Naruto said, looking down. Hinata just stood there, not knowing what to say, or do. Mistaking her silence for anger, Naruto continued to talk,

"You have every right to be mad at me. I was really mean to you, and I didn't know how you felt, and I always brushed you aside. I'm really, REALLY sorry. Please, could you--"

"Naruto-kun, I'm not mad at you! It just really…I don't know. I guess I just felt rejected since you always seem to hold Sakura in such high esteems." Hinata said, blushing, but smiling at Naruto.

Naruto gave a small laugh. He smiled brightly at Hinata, and scratched at the back of his head.

"So…we're cool?" he asked gently. Hinata smiled, "Yeah, we're cool." Naruto smiled even brighter. Gently grasping Hinata's hand, he looked at her.

"Hey, why don't we hang out sometime…say Friday evening? We could catch a movie or something." he said, blushing slightly. Hinata smiled, and blushed a beautiful rosy color at the contact.

"Yeah…I'd like that." Hinata said. Naruto smiled, and waved a goodbye, as he exited the room. Hinata heard the door close, and she slammed her head on the table, and sighed.

"Hinata! What the hell? Why did you do that?" she moaned, repeatedly banging her head on the table. Surprisingly, the pain felt good. Still, it felt good to have forgiven Naruto. Standing, Hinata began packing a lunch. She got out sandwiches, and some lemonade. Packing everything into a basket, Hinata placed it all in the fridge to cool down.

She went upstairs, and over to her dresser drawers. Sighing, she opened the first drawer, and gasped. All her bathing suits were gone! In their place, there were at least twenty bikinis. Hinata frantically went through all her drawers, but found none of her clothes. Instead, there were provocative, and revealing t-shirts, jeans, and other things. Hinata opened her final drawer, a feeling of dread filling her from within. To her utmost horror, she found nothing, but then, she saw a small piece of paper. Picking it up, and unfolding it, she saw it was a note. She read it, and rolled her eyes, sighing.

Dear Hina-chan,

Hey girl! How's your summer going? Listen, Tenten and I heard from Neji that you were spending the summer with the boys. We decided that you would need a new wardrobe, so we took the liberty of throwing out your old clothes, and getting you some new stuff. No need to thank us, after all, what are friends for? Anyway, I'll see you when school starts, kay?

Lots of Sisterly Love,

Ino Y.

Hinata sighed, sitting on her bed, and looking at her new 'clothes'. She grabbed a random bikini, and picked out what she thought was the least slutty outfit. She changed, inwardly cursing Tenten and Ino.

Next, she went into the boys rooms, and found bathing suits for each of them. Every time she went through a drawer, she blushed crimson. Finally, she entered Naruto and Sasuke's room. She opened up a drawer, and something from on top of the dresser fell down, and hit her on the head.

Picking it up, she realized it was a small book. Opening it, she found it was a journal. To be precise, it was Sasuke's journal. Hesitantly, she put it back, so as not to upset Sasuke. Just as she returned it to its spot, she noticed a small photograph on the inside back cover. She looked at it, and saw five people, smiling, and waving at the camera. The first person she noticed was a very young Sasuke. He must have been about four or so. He was smiling, and holding the hand of…

Hinata gasped. Standing next to Sasuke in the photo, was a young version of herself! Or, someone who looked exactly like her… She was the same age as Sasuke, and she was blushing slightly, and waving shyly at the camera. Glancing at the rest of the picture, Hinata noticed a man, a woman, and a teenage boy. It must have been Sasuke's mother, father, and older brother Itachi. Hinata flipped the photograph over. The date was 6/19/1995. Hinata knew that she had been born in 1991, and Sasuke in 1990. He was a year older than her, so the picture had been taken when he was 4 or 5.

Hinata placed the picture in its original spot, grabbed some bathing suits, and left. She went into the kitchen, and got the food. She walked out of the house, locking the door behind her, and heading into the town center.

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She found the arcade easily, and went to find the boys. Instantly, she saw Sasuke. He was playing basketball on one of the machines. Hinata went up to him, and tapped him lightly on the shoulder. He turned around, and saw her.

"Hey Hinata, what's up?"

"Um…I thought that maybe…we could go to the beach or something…" Hinata started. Sasuke glared at her for a moment, before turning back to the game.

"Sheesh Hinata. I thought you liked Naruto." Sasuke said. "You think ya know a girl…" he muttered to himself. Hinata blushed crimson.

"No!" she said, a bit forcefully. Sasuke turned around, eyebrow raised. Hinata looked at her shoes, which had suddenly become the most interesting thing on the planet.

"No, I meant all of us…" she said, quietly. Sasuke's cheeks turned a slight pink, but with all the flashing lights, Hinata didn't notice. Sasuke put down the basketball, and grabbed Hinata's wrist, causing her to turn bright red.

Sasuke led her through crowds of people, and together, they found, and collected all of the boys. Hinata explained her plan, and they all headed out of the arcade.

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Sakura sat across the street from the arcade, over by the ice-cream shop. She had just purchased a low-fat milkshake, and was chatting with her friends.

"Hey, Sakura-chan, isn't that Sasuke?" Sakura's head whirled around, and she smiled as she saw her beloved Sasuke. Standing up, she noticed something that made her boil with anger. HER Sasuke-kun, holding the hand of another girl. And not just any other girl, oh no, Hinata Hyuuga's hand.

The milk-shake exploded in Sakura's grip, the drink dribbling down the sides of the crushed cup, and spewing from the straw like fountain water. Sakura's friends backed up quickly.

Sakura turned to them, simmering with anger, but masking it with a large, fake smile.

"Well, I'd love to stay and chat girls, but my future husband is waiting." Sakura said, dropping the shake, and walking away.

"But wait! Where are you going?" one of the girls called out, as Sakura walked down the sidewalk. Sakura turned, a pitying look in her eye.

"The beach you moron, where else?"

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Author's Note: Well? What did you think? Some one asked me to add Sakura into this story, and for the next few chapters, there WILL be Sakura-bashing. Don't flame me, and don't read on if you like Sakura. I warned you. Again, sorry about not updating sooner. Please R&R!!