A/N: So… For the longest time, there was a tie between Kakashi and Ibiki.

I was originally going to post a chapter that gave you guys a sneak peak at how each man would fare as the representative; however, several people helped to break it, so I'm just going to go ahead and use the guy who won.

Oh, and Hinata may seem a little single-minded in this chapter, but that's to be expected; after all, the club that she'd only been able to dream about is about to become a reality.

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0—Flower Boys/Seven—0

Is it just me, or is it a little warm in here? Hinata wondered nervously, her fingers twitching to swipe at nonexistent sweat as she waited for the raven haired office worker to fish out the appropriate forms. She shifted her weight onto one foot, biting her lip lightly and silently wondering what her fellow club members were up to.

As soon as the lunch bell had rung, Sakura had climbed to her feet and all but dragged Shikamaru off, mentioning something about a secret meeting on the rooftop.

Maybe Sakura-chan is getting everyone to help in finding a representative. I can't help but wonder who they'll ask…

"…Here you are, Hinata-chan." Shizune said, interrupting the heiress' thoughts as she slid the proper club application forms across her desk with a grin. "Just be sure that everyone in your club signs the pink form; the white form is for your representative to fill out. Turn both in before the end of the day tomorrow, ne?"

"Hai! A-Arigato, Shizune-san." Hinata responded to the receptionist with a small smile. She quickly scooped the paper up, eyeing it with reverence. To think, once I turn this in, the Gardening club will be official! She flushed lightly and hugged it to herself, nearly tearing up with pride. We'll be able to get the pink slip done by the end of the day. She thought as she waved goodbye to the short haired adult and exiting the office. Hopefully Sakura-chan and the others have successfully gotten a proper sensei to be our representative...

0—Break—0

Naruto trudged down the stairs with his shoulders slumped, a petulant pout set on his face. "I can't believe that Iruka-sensei turned me down… Who cares if the Hokage's brat of a grandson needs tutoring after school?" The blonde grumbled under his breath. Too bad. Iruka-sensei's my favorite after all… He sighed heavily, turning in the bend of the stairs and catching a flash of raven hair from the corner of his eyes.

Ah! It's the teme! The blonde delinquent sped towards the railing, ducking behind it for what little cover it provided. Large azure hues peeked between the cool metal, taking in the scene before him.

Sasuke stood there, casually leaning against a wall as he spoke in hushed tones to a silver haired teacher. His face spoke volumes of how serious he was, not a hint of that ever present cocky smirk.

The teme must be trying to convince that teacher to be our representative. Naruto thought to himself before quickly straightening up and proceeding down the stairs, crossing his arms over his chest. "I hope that the teme doesn't get that sensei on his side. He always gets everything!" He griped.

Maybe there's something that I can do to sabotage him..? All thought processes ceased at that moment, when a familiar voice crept up from around the bend in the stairs.

"Damn bearded goat… Making me do all of that work for nothing..."

Just then, the owner of the voice entered Naruto's line of sight. Nara Shikamaru, the rambunctious teen noted, a fellow member of the Gardening club. Hey! If that guy managed to get a sensei and report back to Sakura-chan before the teme does, then he won't get his way! Instantly getting his hopes up, the blonde jogged over a few paces, draping his arm over the ponytailed male's shoulder. "Hey Shikamaru! How are you? Where are ya' headed? Any luck finding a representative?"

The brunette was slow to respond.

Naruto was positively twitching with impatience. They both knew that Naruto's only interest was the last question, so why was it taking him so long to respond?!

"…Iie…"

"Ah." He didn't even bother trying to hide his disappointment as he slowly retracted his arm. Damn… That gives the teme a greater chance of getting his sensei chosen… hopefully the beautiful Sakura-chan will snag someone before he comes around! Wait… Where exactly would he come around? We never talked about that! "Hey, Shikamaru," Naruto turned towards the male in question, the words on the tip of his tongue, only to blink in surprise as he was greeted with empty space.

The guy was gone!

"EH?!" Naruto swiveled this way and that, unable to spot the ponytailed male anywhere. "How'd he get away so fast?!" Naruto groaned, "He moves at the speed of a turtle… And how the hell am I supposed to know where we need to meet after school with him going off like that?!"

0—Break—0

Sakura couldn't help her triumphant grin as she made her way back to her classroom.

She knew that she had made the right choice when she decided to ask Ibiki to be their class representative.

Ibiki-sensei was man enough to take his job seriously, yet sensitive enough not to sneer at the activities—that was the most important factor with choosing a sensei. There was no way that Sakura would make it to the end of the year without being expelled if their representative taunted them and made Hinata feel bad. She'd end up putting them in the hospital!

Iie. Ibiki-sensei is much better than that. She smiled softly at the thought. The scarred man was very much like a lieutenant in the military; he did his job to the best of his ability and would do nothing more than expect the same out of his underlings. He would most likely scare Hinata at first, what with how intense he could be at times, but Sakura was positive that the stern male would soon gain his own space in Hinata's heart.

Her best friend was really just the sort to fear someone one moment then fear for their health the next.

"Sakura-chan!"

Speaking of… "Hinata-chan!" Sakura angled her head to the left and caught sight of the indigo haired heiress jogging lightly down the hall with a happy flush covering her cheeks. "I see that you have the forms that we needed." She slowed her pace just enough to allow her friend to fall into step next to her. "When do we need to have them turned in?"

"By the e-end of the day tomorrow." Hinata held out the forms for Sakura to give a brief glance over before she folded them back into the safety of her chest, as if there were a chance of them falling out of her death grip. "The pink slips are f-for us to fill out and the white is f-for our representative—ah!" Hinata's eyes were dancing with excitement. "S-speaking of representatives, have you perhaps—…"

Sakura unconsciously straightened her back, her chin lifting with pride. "Hai~! I chose someone who will no doubt get the job done and get us all of the things that our club deserves!"

"R-really?" The heiress gushed. "This sensei m-must be someone truly amazing! Who is it?"

Sakura paused briefly, pursing her lips as she debated whether or not to allow it to be a surprise. Iie. Hinata-chan needs to know. Just because Ibiki-sensei is a good choice doesn't mean that she'll be comfortable with it. "Ibiki-sensei." She finally answered, peeking out from her pink hair and over to the heiress.

Hinata didn't miss a beat, a wide, dimpled smile spreading across her lips. "Really? T-That was nice of him to agree to be our r-representative over such short notice."

Huh? The pinkette blinked in surprise at the unexpected reaction. Why is Hinata-chan so..?

"This is g-going to be amazing, Sakura-chan! Just think, in a few days, our c-club will be official!"

Of course. Sakura's lips twitched. Hinata-chan is still caught up with the novelty of our club's progression into being a "real" club. The fact that it's IBIKI-SENSEI hasn't truly kicked in yet. She ambled closer to her best friend before slinging her arm over Hinata's shoulders, a grin on her face. "Well then, Hinata-chan. Let's get these white forms to the boys. If we hurry, we may complete them before the end of this day!"

Sakura couldn't hold back the affectionate chuckle that passed through her when Hinata's lavender hues widened into an "oh yeah" expression. The laughter only escalated when Hinata then proceeded to shepherd her towards their classroom in a rushed pace just short of running. There was no stopping the Hyuuga.

She was an heiress on a mission.

0—Break—0

Sasuke could feel his lip threatening to twitch up into a smile as he caught sight of the Hyuuga heiress dancing her way over to his side of the classroom; it took a great deal of self-discipline to keep it the brief muscle spasm from showing.

I can't help it; not around her. He thought, erecting his inner shields as high as they could go. It was the only way that he'd be able to stand to be in her presence without acting completely out of character; a character that he's been carefully constructing for about six years. It simply wouldn't do if he destroyed all of the time he spent into being so… distant, to ruin it now.

"U-Uchiha-san!" Hinata came to a stop next to the stony faced male, her expression only brightening when he turned his blank face towards her in acknowledgement. "I was able t-to get the forms for the c-club. Luckily for us, both of o-our classes have free period now, ne?"

Sasuke watched as she carefully reached into a thin folder and pulled out a single pink paper, sliding it in front of him before stepping away and messing with the hem of her skirt now that she didn't have anything to do with her hands. He found himself hiding another lip twitch at her antics.

Hinata truly is one of a kind. He thought fondly to himself as he reluctantly tore his eyes off of the heiress and to the paper set before him. He briefly scanned it over, his eyes pausing at the bottom where the representative's signature was required. I wonder just how happy she'll be when she finds out that I got us a sensei so soon… He thought to himself with an inward smirk before turning to the female in question.

"Oi Hyuuga; about the representative…"

"Ah! You don't have to worry about it, Uchiha-san! Sakura-chan has gotten Ibiki-sensei to agree to be the official representative for the Gardening club!"

Sasuke froze, nearly dropping his pen. Did he just hear correctly?

It sure as hell sounded like he just begged Kakashi for nothing on account of one Haruno Sakura.

"Sakura-chan is taking him his form as we speak. She's the greatest, ne?" Hinata gushed excitedly, so swept up in her elation to bother with being nervous and stuttering.

Sasuke carefully angled his head away from the female so that his fringe would hide the displeased frown marring his lips. Haruno… You and I will have to share words soon. There's no way that we're going to be able to function properly in this club without anyone suspecting anything.

His slate hues flicked over to where Hinata stood with a content expression on her face before once more taking his pen in hand and starting to fill out the form. Especially since we're in a club with Hinata of all people. He frowned, a brief afterthought rushing through his head. And why the hell did you have to pick Morino?

0—Seven/End—0

A/N: Don't worry guys! Now that the Gardening club is fixing to start, Hinata will start to focus on her fellow clubmembers aka Sasuke and Shikamaru…

Hehe anyways, sorry for the long wait.

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