A/N: Hellooo! I decided to do a quick update because so many ideas are going through my head!
I'm so happy so many of you liked Sasu-chan's POV!
Anyway, as promised. Here's cheerleading Hinata:
Thanks to all my reviewers and I think I'm gonna use NaruIno. I think that pairings cute :3
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto and that's that. Masashi-Kishimoto does!
There are a number of reasons why I chose to take up MMA as a sport.
I'm incredibly talented at fighting, I enjoy kicking other people's ass's, the list goes on and on.
However, one thing that I have only just added to my mental list is that MMA fighting is inside the gym. The nice, warm, wind-free gym.
I realize now that I have taken the gym for granted because at this moment, I am standing at the sidelines of the soccer pitch FREEZING MY ASS OFF!
I mean, The Dobe could have warned me that it'd be -1000000000 degrees out here! I'm turning into an Uchiha popsicle. Okay, maybe it's not that bad, but still! How is it that everyone knew to wear long jeans and a sweatshirt except me?
Also, the field is damp with dew and it's getting my new trainers dirty. The dobe doesn't seem to mind, he's happily sliding around on the soccer pitch, covered from head to toe in mud and grass stains.
Ugh, I wonder when the cheerleaders are coming out.
I'm getting annoyed, standing up this long. Other people get to sit in the bleachers but if you get chosen by one of the players then you have the 'privilege' to stand at the side line. The dobe thought I'd want to stand at the side lines so he chose me, Kiba and Shikamaru.
"Oi, Sasuke. Naruto just scored a goal, were you even watching?" Kiba asks.
"Eh? Oh, um, yeah, I was watching, great goal" I mumble and Kiba glares at me.
"You only came to the game to watch Hinata, didn't you?" He questions me and I raise an eyebrow at him.
"No. I already told you before, I don't like her!"
Geez, why does everyone think I like her?
Sure, she's probably an eight on the scale but you have to take in account that facts that she's:
-A cluts (in denial)
-Insulting
-Stubborn
-Doesn't let me boss her around
-Always disagrees with me
and, she said I was pubic hairless!
Saying a guy has 'no hair, down there' is a complete insult to his manhood and if she wasn't a girl, I would've punched her in the nose already.
Given that I suppose she does have her good traits.
She's:
-Entertaining
-Actually pretty hot
-Doesn't cling to me like a fan girl
-Isn't affected by my looks
…Wait a sec, why the hell am I listing the good things about her?
Damn you Hyuuga!
The sun is starting to rise further now and the sunshine is warming up my face.
I wonder what I look like now, I look really good in the sun. That's one of the few downsides of being me. Everyone else is lucky, they get to stare at me whenever they want but I have to go through the trouble to find something reflective.
Suddenly I feel something tug on the back of my hair and I swivel around quickly, foot sliding in the damp grass
I look down to see a small girl with familiar white eyes, dark brown hair dressed in the school colours. I glare at her when I realize she has a pair of scissors in her hands and is smiling sheepishly as she hides the scissors behind her back.
Was she…..cutting my hair?
I comb my fingers through my hair and heave a sigh of relief when I find that all my hair is there.
"What do you think you're doing?" I ask her in a rather scary tone but the girl doesn't seem affected by my hissing.
Instead she smiles at me innocently.
"I wasn't doing anything Mister" She replies, scissors still held behind her back.
I glare at her. She's about fourteen years old but she's acting like an eight year old.
"Then why were you trying to cut my hair?" I question her and she frowns and presses two palms together.
"Can I please have a lock of your hair?" She asks and I gawk at her.
"What? NO!":
The girl pouts. That pout seems familiar….I know! It's Hinata's pout, this must be her sister.
"Why not?" She pleads and I scratch my head.
"Well, why do you want a lock of my hair?" I question her and she purses her lips together.
"That's not important" She says in a serious voice and I roll my eyes.
"If you don't tell me, then I wont consider it" I declare stubbornly and she throws a mini tantrum, stomping her feet on the ground a few times before folding her arms.
"I'm planning on auctioning it off to fan girls. I sell Neji's stuff to his fan girls and make a good profit out of that but you have a larger fan base"
I nodd my head and stroke my chin.
"So, I figured a lock of your hair will be worth a lot of money" She concludes and I raise an eyebrow at her.
She's a lot more clever than she looks.
"Okay. I'll give you a lock my hair but what do you plan on giving me?" I ask and she taps her chin in thought.
"Hmmm…I know lots of things about people. For example, Neji's still a virgin"
I raise an eyebrow at her.
Really, Neji's a virgin? I thought he and the girl with two Chinese buns would have done it now. She's pretty hot, I would make a move on her but Neji Hyuuga would probably castrate me.
He's equally as strong as me normally but when he's mad, he's as brutal as a gorilla.
"So, what would you like to know?" The girl asks me a mischievous smile playing on her lips.
"Give me some information about your sister" I demand and she widens her eyes in surprise.
"Why do you want to know stuff about Hina-chan? Do you like her or something?"
I frown at the small girl.
Seriously, I'm getting sick of people saying I like her!
"No. We always argue, so it'd be nice to have something over her" I justify and she nodds her head.
"Fine. Umm….so what do you want to know about Hina-chan?"
"Hmmm" I tap my chin.
"Is she a virgin?" I ask and she laughs.
"Of course she is! She's hasn't even had her first kiss yet, or a boyfriend!" She chuckles at my question and for some reason I cant help but smile at this answer.
"Okay, I answered your question. Now give me a lock of your hair" The girl says as she eagerly lunges at me with the scissors.
I only just manage to catch her by the wrist, she's also a lot quicker than she looks.
"Let me do it" I tell her and she hands me the scissors.
I snip off a short lock of hair behind my ear (Can't even notice the difference) and place it in a sealed bag that she is holding out to me.
"Thanks Mister" She chimes as she prances off to God-knows-where.
"Hey Sasuke! The cheerleaders are about to come on!" Kiba calls from the other end of the field.
It seems that Shikamaru and Kiba have moved down to the other end to cheer Naruto on, while I was talking to the mini-Hyuuga.
Wait, did he just say cheerleaders?
Hm… this should be interesting.
The cheerleading squad flounces out, bouncing around the field in an unorganized line.
Hm…I wonder where the Hyuuga is.
Oh there she is.
Hinata's being dragged by Ino onto the field.
Holy shit!
I can actually see the shape of her body without the school blazer draped over it.
Let me just say this.
Her chest is a lot larger than it seems…..
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"Stop covering your stomach Hinata!" Ino orders me as she attempts to peal away my arms, which are wrapped tightly around my stomach.
"But Ino-chan! It's freezing! Why does the singlet have to be cut off halfway anyway? Were the people that made these on a low budget so they couldn't afford middles or were they perverts?" I complain as a shiver runs up my spine.
At the moment we're in the changing rooms, getting changed and stretching to get ready for the cheer.
The changing rooms consist of basically concrete floor and benches, the walls painted red. There aren't even any lockers!
My stomach is doing cartwheels and I'm so nervous I might throw up.
What if I mess up? What if I kick someone in the head again?
I plonk my ass down on the cold bench and sigh.
Ino places a trainer on the bench next to me and stretches her left leg.
"You have to stretch or you might pull a muscle during the cheer" Ino says as she pats me on the shoulder.
I nodd my head and begin stretching my arms.
A cheerleader with cropped black hair saunters into the changing rooms.
"The score is Konoha: 2 Suna boys: 4" She announces and Ino waves her hands in the air to command the attention of the squad.
"Alright girls! You heard her! We're losing by 2 points, we have to convince everyone that we can win, so we're going all out today!" My blonde friend shouts and is answered with a mixtures of: Yeah's and we-can-do-it's.
Coach Anko pops her head through the door of the changing rooms.
"You're on squad" She says, tapping her pen against her clip board and we all head out onto the field in a disorderly line.
Ino is dragging me onto the field by my wrist with an enormous smile planted on her face.
My smile isn't quite as large as Ino's, in fact I'm not even showing any teeth. It's good enough though.
We all gather at the centre of the field and the whole crowd is going berserk as we all flounce into positions.
Examining the crowd I notice Naruto is standing at the sidelines, coated head to toe in mud, grinning from ear to ear.
Kiba is ogling all the cheerleaders, along with Shikamaru.
The Dragon's here too, wearing a navy blue t-shirt and dark grey denim shorts reaching a bit past his knees. Typical, he came to a football game at this time in the morning without bothering to bring a jacket.
He's got his usual smirk planted on his face and I gulp.
I bet he's expecting me to muck up.
I won't hear the end of it if I mess this one up.
I inhale deeply as Ino begins to chant and clap her hands together before the music starts up, it's an electric guitar tune for a few seconds then it bursts into a high-paced R & B based beat.
In unison we begin to move to the music, pumping our fists in the air one at a time then performing toe-touches (Without kicking anyone in the head).
Sakura is standing right next to me and surprisingly she's completely fixated on getting the moves right instead of trying to elbow me.
Suddenly the squad separates into two groups, a lane in the middle.
I suck in my breath and leap forward into a handspring. The earth spins around me and I plant my hands momentarily into the muddy grass, earth infests my fingernails and I smile as I switch the forward handspring into a round off then a back hand spring.
Ino and I execute these flips in perfect sync and both land, our feet square on the ground before returning to our group formation.
The rhythm kicks up a notch and I fall back into a net of cheerleader's arms and they hoist me into the air, holding the ball of my foot and I quickly hook my hand onto the inside of my foot and tug my leg into the air to perform a heel stretch.
They toss me up in the air and I plunge into their arms again before being tipped onto my feet again.
We all move to the music in complete unison, twisting our bodies sideways then suddenly vaulting into handsprings and forward flips. Adrenaline pounds through my veins as I execute the stunts with exact precision.
Ino and Sakura are basket tossed into the air and the rest of us spring into toe touches.
I can't believe I'm not messing up. The crowd is chanting something about Konoha owning Suna boys and I try to tug my lips into a wider smile but fail as I feel like a complete idiot when doing so.
Coach Anko dashes onto the field and hands Ino a megaphone.
We all pause for a moment and Ino raises a clenched fist in the air and shouts through the megaphone.
"Who's gonna win this?"
The Konoha crowd responds with a slurred shout of "Konoha boys!"
"Which team is gonna go to the finals?"
"Konoha boys!"
"Who's gonna kick Suna boys' asses up their throats?"
With a few chuckles and a few complaints from Suna boys the Konoha crowd responds with another fierce shout of "Konoha boys!"
"Let's do this!" Ino declares as she begins to jog off the field, followed by the rest of the squad.
Most of us are panting and massaging our sore lips (from smiling) as we gather around coach Anko who is nibbling at a stick of Dango.
"Nice work girls, you were all in perfect sync which each other. The second half doesn't start until another five minutes to do whatever you like until then" She tells us as she ruffles her spiky violent pony tail.
"Oh and Hinata. You were really precise with the cheerleading stunts, you make a kick-ass cheerleader" She gives me a thumbs up and I smile.
Ino pats me on the back and grins at me.
"Hina-chan! You did so well, you didn't kick anyone in the head!" Ino squeals as she envelopes me into a suffocating hug.
"Thanks. It was actually kind of fun. Not that I'd ever do it again" I manage to choke out as she squeezes me tighter.
Hmm…Im kind of thirsty from all that jumping and flipping, too bad I forgot my water bottle.
"Ino-chan, are there any drinking fountains around?" I ask my blonde friend and she releases me from her death grip.
"There's one behind the changing rooms. If you're gonna go for a drink make sure you're back before the game starts, you don't want to miss Naruto playing, do you?" She winks at me mischievously and I roll my eyes and begin walking towards the changing rooms.
Yeah, I like Naruto but it's not quite love.
It's merely a crush.
Although, he is gorgeous with his spiky blonde hair and gleaming smile. I have no idea why other girls aren't leaping all over him. Oh well, that means more Naruto for me.
I sigh in happiness at this thought and I spot the silver drinking fountain connected to the back of the changing rooms.
It looks brand new because the tap is a shiny silver, as if it's just been cleaned.
I grin as I dart to the fountain and glug down enough water to quench my thirst.
I wipe water from my mouth and swivel on one foot to head back to the game when a hand reaches out and latches onto my wrist.
I look up to see a boy with dirty strawberry blond hair and washed out skin staring down at me with a smirk on his face.
He's about a head taller than me and his arms are quite muscley too. He's wearing the Suna boy's football uniform which is quite similar to the Suna girl's football uniform I used to wear.
"You're a Konoha cheerleader aren't you?" He says in a deep, slow tone as his gaze drifts to my chest.
Eww…I think I've encountered a perve.
Maybe if I'm politely reject him he'll leave and save him some embarrassment.
"Actually, I'm not a cheerleader. I'm filling in for a friend" I reply in a friendly tone as I try to tug my wrist out of his grip.
He takes another step towards me and grabs my other wrist.
"That doesn't matter. You're pretty flexible for a girl who doesn't do cheerleading, and you have a nice body" He brushes my hand against my bare stomach and I growl under my breath in irritation.
"We have three minutes until the game starts, how about a snog until the game starts?" He drawls and I gawk at him.
First of all, who says 'snog' these days. Such a disgusting word for kiss!
And secondly, who does he think he is, grabbing me liking this?
Remember, be polite Hinata. Politely reject him.
"No thank you. I really should be getting back to the squad now"
I give him a fake smile as I snatch my wrists away from him and begin to trudge back to the soccer pitch.
He doesn't give up though and he grasps my wrist again quickly then pins me against the wall of the changing rooms.
"It was a rhetorical question" He says in the same low tone as he presses his slimy lips against my neck.
That's it.
Screw being polite.
In a few swift movements I elbow him in the stomach before swivelling around and planting my foot onto his back, squishing him against the wall before delivering another kick to the back of leg and grinding it into the brick.
He yelps in pain and I release his leg. He tumbles to the ground and clutches his leg to his stomach, rocking back and fourth in the fetal position.
What a pansy, I didn't even kick him that hard.
I sigh in annoyance and nudge him with my foot.
"Get up, you've got a game to play" I tell him as he continues to curse and cry in pain.
"My leg…..what the fuck did you do to it?" He groans and my heart leaps into my throat.
What if I gave him a serious injury?
What if I broke his leg? I wasn't concentrating on not hurting him too much!
Crap!
"Um…I'm sorry" I apologise as I haul him to his feet and throw his arm over my shoulder for support.
I'll have to take him to his coach or something and apologise.
I don't regret kicking him but I do regret possibly causing him serious damage to his leg.
I drag him to the soccer pitch where everyone seems to be getting ready for the game and take him to the space where Suna boys are.
A red haired boy with dark rimmed eyes and pale skin saunters over to me.
"What happened to him?" He asks in a monotone. He's glaring at the blonde boy next to me who's still moaning.
"Um…I was taking a drink at the fountain and he erm…surprised me by flirting with me so I accidentally-on-purpose kicked him in the back of the leg. I'm really sorry if I injured him badly" I apologise sheepishly and the red haired boy gives me an amused smile.
"Jun? He does this every single game. I'm glad you kicked him because now he's learnt his lesson and he probably deserved it. I'm sure his leg's not too bad, even though a he's a good goalie, he's a bit of a wuss" The red haired boy explains and I nodd.
"Thank you for understanding" I give him a warm smile before dashing back to Ino who is still shouting out encouraging phrases to our Team who are on the field in a huddle.
"what happened to that guy you just took over to the other team?" Ino asks, scratching her head.
"He got a bit too touchy feely with me" I frown as I cross my arms over my chest stubbornly and Ino chuckles and gives me a hi-five.
"Yeah, nice going. I heard that guy was a good goalie, maybe we'll score some more goals" Ino cheers.
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The whistle blasts signalling game over.
The score board reads Konoha-5 Suna-4
An overly excited Ino springs into the air and tackles me into another hug, Naruto following in suite.
"Yay! Hina-chan beat up the goalie so they'd have to put in a crappy substitute. Nice work!" Naruto cheers as if I'd done it on purpose.
Ino simply sticks to squealing and shouting like a three year old on red bull.
After more yells of victory and chatting amongst ourselves Ino, Hanabi and I head to the car.
"So, what are you going to wear tonight?" Ino asks, eyes still glued to the road.
"Hm? For what?" I ask in confusion.
"Oh, I forgot to tell you. After every winning game, there's always a party on that Saturday night. I'm having the party at my house tonight because my parents are away for the weekend" My blonde friend explains and I nodd.
Hanabi pokes her head into the front.
"Can I come?" She pleads and Ino pats her on the head.
"Sorry sweetie, there'll be alcohol"
Hanabi frowns and huffs before returning to the back.
"Oh, I'm not sure what I'll wear. I'll find something though, what do you think I should wear?" I ask Ino.
"Don't go all out, it's a casual party. Nice jeans and a cute top will do" Ino replies.
I glance into the back to see what Hanabi's doing.
She has a sealed plastic bag in her lap. What the hell is that?
"Hanabi, what's that thing in your lap?" I question her and Hanabi quickly hides it behind her back.
"Nothing" She assures me and I sigh.
How dumb does she think I am?
Oh, well. Not worth worrying over at the moment.
All I should be thinking about is how much fun I'm going to be having at the party tonight!
A/N: Did you like cheerleading Hinata? I hope so!
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