Chapter 4: That's Why They Call It A Crush (or, From Purple to Dark Blue)
A/N: I am so, so, so extremely sorry for those of you who have been waiting for this update for what, 6 months now, more? However, I've taken into account all the comments of making my chapters longer. And I have! Big thanks, virtual cookies and huge, suffocating bear hugs to all the following.
(I thought that since you've all been waiting so long, it would only be fair if I replied to you all personally):
A Yellow Ribbon: Hey! I love your stories too, awesome person ^^ Thanks so much for the encouraging words, they kept me going. Hope you don't think that this chapter sucks too much.
blueoceannymph789: Thanks so much for your review!! I won't be going that way with the story I'm afraid, but I might include it in another fic of mine. Don't be sorry for your idea, I swear, if you can come up with plot you can rule the world. So props to you!!!! I might make Sayuri/Hinata a ronin though … read on and keep the ideas a-comin'!
CattyGothLoli: Hey. For someone who doesn't write Naruto fanfiction, you gave me some awesome feedback. See the nice, long chapter? :D Glad you appreciate Hinata/Sayuri's newfound confidence. And as for your luck … yeah, I'm gonna need it! P.S. I love your profile pic - random, but true ;P
eryv: Yeah, maybe someone up there loves you, but someone down here loves you too – me! Thanks for your reviews, every chapter I believe? Now there's dedication! Hehe, I'm afraid you can't have Idate, but you have my permission to lust after him from afar. Besides, you have competition … and yes, I like her attitude too ^^
The Black Rose 1995: Thanks so much for your support and kind words. And don't you worry, Konoha will sneak up on Sayuri soon enough. Verrry soon. Keep reading please, clues are in this chapter … and what a cool username :P I have to change mine. Suggestions??
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Also not forgetting my unnamed readers. Thank you for taking the time to read my story. I hope you liked it, but review or favourite next time please! :P
And yeah … as a general note, I've kind of changed the tone of the story to make it more entertaining, cuz it was kinda flatlining. Hope you don't mind. ANY reviews, favouriting, reading, hell, skimming the summary is appreciated.
By the way. If you really, really hate the way I'm writing this, tell me. Looking at it now it's slightly ridiculous :'( Oh well.
WARNING: Major OOC Hinata!!!! Until the end of this chapter, anyway ;)
On with the story! :D
P.S. It would also be good if you got some epic sounding music to listen to for the first part. YouTube?
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THE CHANGING LIVES OF HINATA HYUUGA
"That's Why They Call It A Crush"
Two months ago … a 16-year-old girl ran away from her oppressive hometown and family. Black-haired, lavender-eyed and shy, and with a hole in her heart from watching the love of her life kiss another girl, she packed her bags and began a new life in a scuzzy ole town in the middle of nowhere … and now she has changed. Oh yes, she's changed.
Now it's brown hair, not black. From sitting back to bringing sexyback. From SHUTTING up to SERVING up. She's ditched the baggy coat for an apron, and instead of taking elocution lessons, has learnt to pocket tips down her bra, all in a day's work. Instead of small talking ambassadors, she's learned to balance three bowls of ramen on each arm and sweet-talk customers. And, of course, she's enjoying the company of her majorly cute employer.
The question is: what happens next?
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Sounds like a blockbuster, huh? Coming to you a crappy cinema near you soon…ish. (If the author ever bothers to freakin' update.)
Anyway, bottom line is, it's all true. And I never thought that I, of all people, would enjoy serving other people for a living so much. Me, Lady Hinata Hyuuga of the 1000-thread-count Egyptian sheets and 20+ servants, a waitress. Oh, could you imagine Hiashi's face! Ha! Ooh … Wow, I think just choked on my Lucozade. Another guilty pleasure of mine. Oh, yeah, I have lots of guilty pleasures now. Taylor Lautner, Gossip Girl, mocha lattes, anime, chocolate chip cookies and … heh. Oh yeah.
I—well, I kinda. Um. Well. Heh.
(Excuse my Hinata syndrome.)
… Okay, you know that clichéd storyline that Hollywood recycle every couple years about the girl and boy from different worlds who miraculously and suddenly fall in love with each other for no apparent reason except the scriptwriter is a friend of a friend of a friend?
Yeah, well. That's me as of … last week. I mean, I'm the cliché girl, and he's the cliché boy.
Idate. Idate, Idate, Idate.
Those big brown eyes. That wonderfully silky hair. That beautiful laugh. Those long fingers. That nice, tight little—whoa! Down, girl.
I don't know if I'm just desperate or crazy or what, but damn, it feels good. He is just so sweet. You know? He's the kind of guy who will let you skip your shift and shut down the entire ramen stand to go shopping and tell you that yes, dark blue really is your colour. Definitely not the kind of guy who'll let you lust after him for godknowshowmany years and then make out with some pink-haired slutsluttyslut.
Or … maybe I'm being a bit harsh. I mean, it's not their fault. Maybe they're just in love. Like me. Not that I dream about the stupid blond anymore. Or that his name still gets stuck in my head. Or that every time I see Idate I see his laughing face. Not like I wanna make him jealous, or anything. Pah. Noway.
I've changed, dammit. I know I have. I've made the jump. I used to think about how nicely orange and purple would go together, in a tacky kind of way, but now, it's all about dark red and dark blue. Idate's shirt and my super-cute apron. Not to mention the matching belt I bought with him; I'm even wearing the belt now! It's faux blue leather and everything. Studded, so as not to detract from my totally bad-ass image. I could've got a matching ribbon too, but—
Matte, Hinata! I mean, Sayuri! (This could get confusing, I've realised.)
Anyway. God, I am sick. This is what happens when your ramen stand has a TV and an endless stream of chick flick DVDs, which your boss likes for some reason. Probably got a crush on Jennifer Aniston or something (I wanna kill Jennifer Aniston now).
"Hey Sayuri." Blush! Cue almost-drop of plates. Get a weird look. Seriously hoping he can't read minds. Even though it would kind of sexy if he could. Like Professor X, but not bald. And he can walk. Walk all over me. Oh, yeah—
"I was just wondering …" scratch of head, shuffle of feet – he's so cute! – "if you wanted to go out. Tonight. There's a club downtown, and…"
"Yes! I interrupt before he can say anything else. I turn away before I can screw it up.
Bwaah! I … am … so crazy. So crazy right now.
Yes!
So crazy right now
Most incredibly
It's your girl S
It's your boy I
History in the makin' …
Did I mention he also has a kick-ass CD player, in his CAR? Seriously, it's weird that a broke ramen stall owner has such a good car. Is he, like, some kind of mild-mannered ramen cooker by day, spandex-wearing daredevil by night.
Note to self: stop reading Marvel Comics! I sigh and turn to him. He's so beautiful.
I look and stare so deep in your eyes
I touch on you more and more every time
When you leave, I'm beggin' you not to go
Call your name two, three times in a row
Such a funny thing for me to try to explain
How I'm feeling and my pride is the one to blame
Yeah, cause I know I don't understand
Just how your love can do what no one else can
He sings along to the Beyonce blasting from the radio. He nudges me, and I jerk back into action. "You've been looking at me, for, like, the last ten minutes. Have I got something on my face or something?" He turns those gorgeous cheekbones to me and I have to laugh. He's so dramatic! I clear my throat.
"N-no. No. I'm just ... nervous." Damn straight. I can remember the last time I went to a party. It was awful. It was the same stupid song too. Talk about nostalgia ...
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---ONE YEAR AGO---
Got me lookin' so crazy right now …
After much begging of my father, I was allowed to go to Sakura's birthday party – sans bodyguards. The only condition was that Neji had to go with me. And stay with me. So the incest rumours could begin once again. Fun.
Your love's got me lookin' so crazy right now …
Cue buzzkill. But hey. I knew he wasn't that upset—rumour had it that he was into Tenten who might be into Lee who was rejected by everybody except Tenten, how saw the nice in everybody. Except Neji. I swear, Neji hated Lee. Probably because Lee always kicked his ass in taijutsu and was actually nice to Tenten, who therefore hung around with him more than Neji. Who was totally sore about it. That day after training he came back and washed his hair for three hours straight – a record even for him. Oh well. At least he probably looked better in spandex.
What? I'm just sayin' …
(Your love)
Got me lookin' so crazy right now …
Anyway, shiny hair and all, we arrived at the Yuuhi nightclub, music pounding through our limo.
Yes, a limo.
A freakin' limo with blacked-out windows. I could hear the snickers from outside.
"Oi, Hinata-hime!" Bitchy girls.
"Neji-kun!" Crazy fangirls.
As if I wasn't weird enough. I didn't even know what to wear. So I ended up wearing a silvery vest top, which sounded cool but was way too small for me, silver earrings and black pants. Along with my paleness and blushing cheeks, I stuck out like an out-of-season Christmas tree with two red baubles. The only person who looked as weird as me was Sasuke, who was reading a book on a sofa, and was surrounded by fangirls, Ino and Sakura pretty much sitting in his lap. Of course, he was hot and emo enough to be all sulky at a party and still be the centre of attention.
Then I spotted Naruto. How could I not. He was, after all, the only person wearing a bright orange t-shirt with a bowl of ramen on it and dancing like a retard.
Your touch's got me lookin' so crazy right now …
I was literally just standing with my tongue out. I was so out of it, I didn't even realize that he'd jumped on the ceiling and moved right toward me, swinging on a railing.
Your touch …
"HI HINATA-CHAN!" he all but yelled in my face, swinging directly above me on the railings. Yeah, he was upside-down, and directly in front of my face. The same face went entirely red in front of, oh, 100 people, and guess what I did.
QUIZ TIME!
Dum dum dum!
Did The Honourable Hinata Hyuga:
1) Go ahead and kiss him, dammit.
2) Reach out and SLAP THE BASTARD for ignoring her for years (don't know why I'm third-personing this).
3) Run away, like a scared chicken-ass. Oh wait, that's Sasuke.
4) Faint and have to get carried out by ROCK LEE, since her cousin was too busy 'discussing moves with Tenten' (interpret that as you will, guys).
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TIME'S UP! End of flashback.
Well done to whoever chose Option 4.
And. That's. Why. I. Don't. Party!!!!
Till now.
But it'll be different this time. I know it will. I'm with someone who actually cares about me. He helps me out of the car and slips his arm round my waist, same way Naruto did to the bi—I mean Sakura.
Do you see, Naruto? See how I've met someone who actually cares? Suck on that, bastard.
Idate's sexy car pulls up to the club. Outside, it's pulsing with people, mostly guys. The girls are really overdressed through, in poofy dresses and loads of glittery eyeliner.
I start to feel paranoid – everyone's staring at me – and more than slightly underdressed in my tight-fitting red-and-white vest, black shorts, fishnets and leather jacket (which Idate assured me was tres chic, honey). I smack my lips nervously. Maybe it's the lipstick? The dark red's a bit outlandish for me, sure, but look at everyone else. There are bright oranges and pinks, hell, even greens going on here.
He grabs my hand and rushes me through the crowd, ignoring the disgruntled grunts and curses of the crowd. He rolls his perfectly bright eyes. Was that eyeliner? "Tch! Wannabees. Don't worry, honey, we'll have you in there in no time." He sashays his way through the last clump of people and whistles. "Hey, Jorge!" The tall, rather strapping bouncer turns around, his features almost as honed and chiseled as Idate's. I blink. Whoa, he's pretty.
"Idate, hi!" The guy looks him up and down, leather pants and all. "You look great. Who's this, huh? Your little sister? She's so cute!"
'Cute'. Cute?? Hinata's 'cute'! Sayuri is badass, buddy! I look at him indignantly with what I think is a scowl, but to him probably looks like a pout. I can't win. Idate winks. "Not quite. Coworker." Yeah. Okay. Because you take your coworker to lingerie shops during shifts, and take her for drives in that sleek little car of yours. Well, by the end of tonight, you'll be calling me girlfriend. I flash him a sultry look. "I'm going in." He smiles, urgently, and ushers me through the door. My eyes widen, then nearly pop out, at what I see.
What I was expecting was a brightly lit dance paradise, with skimpily dressed boys and girls. Oh no. It's almost ENTIRELY male, and when I turn around, Idate is necking with the bouncer.
NECKING.
WITH TONGUES.
I try to back away, but one of the girls walks right into me. "You in or out, honey?" she asks me in an unnaturally deep voice. I squint and GASP.
This 'chick's' got STUBBLE, and as 'she' walks in, I see that the back half of 'her' dress is missing, and she's wearing a glitzy thong. And 'she' hasn't shaved down there. And 'she's' right in front of me. RIGHT IN FRONT. I can't even speak as 'she' pushes past me, unfazed.
…Oh my GOD. No wonder everyone's staring – I AM THE ONLY GIRL. I look up at the club sign.
"ABSOLUTELY FABULOUS: GAY AND CROSSDRESSER CLUB!" the sign proclaims in glittery pink letters.
What have I gotten myself into?
And as I stand here like an idiot at my second party ever, feeling like an idiot again, feeling heartbroken again, I can't quite shake the feeling that a certain blond would know exactly what to do in this situation.
And (hopefully) wouldn't make out with the bouncer.
Naruto …
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Ahaha. LOL. Okay, I know I might have changed the entire tone of the story and you all hate me, but I had so much fun writing this chapter! Sorry for breaking your heart, eryv, but I couldn't resist …
In the reviews section of the previous version of this chapter (thanks also to The Black Rose 1995!) narutos vixen asked if anyone was coming after Hinata/Sayuri. Thanks for seeing straight through my (lack of) plot! Lol, joking. Read on and find out ;)