Konoha high 10

Well fuck. Guess what happened. My computer fried. I lost sll the work I had done. I'm sorry if this chapter seems not as well written, I'm a little out of practice. It may have taken a while, but I FINALLY got a new computer and hopefully this fic can continue. If there is one thing I can promice. I will never abandon this fic. Never.

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Naruto POV

It has been two days since the incident. I am still at the hospital, the doctors said they said they had to monitor it or something. I didn't care.

I didn't care at all.

Not about myself.

Not about my future.

Not about anything.

I've tried to silence my feelings, sick of the trouble and pain they've caused. If I could silence my feelings, then all my troubles would go away. I could be friends with Gohan once again, I wouldn't have to worry about what others thought, and I wouldn't be a freak. I could be normal, the thought brought a smile to my lips, only to be halted by my reality. Of course, its not as easy as that, nothing seemed to be.

Each day I convince myself that I can get through this, when I think I may be over him, he decides to visit. Not that I dislike his visits, but the more he's here, the more I need space.

Gohan has come to see me these last two days. We talk, or at least try to. The simple back and forth conversations from before have become a distant memory. Most of his visit time consists of him sitting there while I stare out the window, lost in my thought. He tries to spark a conversation, but I always stop it before I have too much fun. I don't know what to say to him, I was to scared to say the wrong thing. So silence was the answer. Thought the deafening silence from the cheerful boy I know was hurtful, it gave me comfort. I enjoyed the company, I wanted to be able to open up more, but I couldn't bring my self to it. What if Gohan thought I was angry with him? I want to stay close with Gohan, but I just need to distance myself from him.

Maybe it would be for the best. He could have gotten hurt and it would have been all my fault. Though when I look over to him and see the sorrow and confusion in his eyes, it crushes me. I want to talk to him. I want to tell him everything, but every time my mind drifts back to my insecurities. The "what if", the fear, and the realization that it can't happen. The realization that it's all in my head.

So we would sit there, being in eachother's presence, even though neither of us were really there.

Though today he has not shown up yet. He usually shows up 3:35 at the dot. He must leave school early because there would be no other way. Maybe he got in trouble and had to stay at school, or maybe he just got sick of my company. I can't blame him. If he stopped being my friend altogether, I just couldn't. I'd rather him hate me for distancing myself than him hating me for my feelings. That's what I kept telling myself. I though I wanted some space, but now that I have it I feel empty inside.

To interrupt my self loathing, I hear the nurse say "Mr. Uzumaki you have another visitor today". I hear her leave as quickly as she came. The feel in my chest returned, the same feel I get when hes around. The feel that I can't breath, like something is pushing on my chest. The feel of anxiety, doubled with the calm serenity of his presence. All wrapped around the feeling of disgust, disgust aimed towards myself. I want nothing more than to embrace him, and have him embrace me back. Despite this I wont turn around, I don't want to see those sad eyes.

I hear him walk over to the chair next to my bed and sit down. He says nothing, just like he usually starts. He waits for me to open up, which hasn't worked these couple days, since I try everything to stay distant. He eventually gives up and tries to start the conversation, which has varied results. Until then we'll sit here, While both my thoughts and his presence drive me mad.

Then something happened that really surprised me. I heard a voice, taking up the time where silence should rein. What really surprised me was who was speaking.

"What happened Naruto Kun?" the voice called out. I turn to see the source of the voice, knowing the sound well.

"H-Hinata?"

She sat there with a determined look on her face, almost angry. She repeated herself, determined for answers. "What happened Naruto Kun?" The tone of her voice would usually make me uneasy, but not today.

I did not feel like talking to anyone right now, especially not Hinata, who knew her way through my mind. I turn myself back to my window and muffle my answer into my palm.

"What do you think happened, I got beat up."

Hinata let out a frustrated sigh, quite rare for her.

"Not what I'm asking Naruto. I'm talking about between you and Gohan."

What did happen between us? I toke a moment to think about the answer then I realized. Nothing . Nothing happened. Just like it should.

"Nothing." I say ruder than expected.

"Don't lie to me!" Hinata shouted, making me turn my head back to her. I saw tears forming in her eyes. "Why wont you talk to me? Am I that unimportant to you? I thought we were friends, that we could tell each other anything"

This was shocking. Out of all of the years I have known Hinata, I have never seen her like this. She was angry, no she was hurt. I turn around to face her, knowing that staying faced the other way would make the situation worse.

"of course we can!"

"Then what happened?" she said once more.

All of my thoughts, all of my anxiety, my fear, all came out there.

"I fucked up okay! I wanted to tell him, but then there was Negi. All my fears and anxieties returned. After that I couldn't tell him, Trust me I tried. We were sitting there, for hours mind you. I still couldn't tell him. I would try to start my sentences, but all the fear would come creeping back; silencing me again and again!"

My heart was racing. I was letting out all the confusion.

"So I did what seemed right, I pushed him away. I can't hurt him and he cant hurt me if I push him away. So That's what I did. We would sit for hours in silence, any conversation we had I stopped early. I didn't know what else to do, I had to do what was right-!"

*smack*

Hinata slapped me, right across the cheek. The sudden feel of sharp pain contrasting the empty nothing caught me off guard. I couldn't do anything, too shocked by the outburst.

"Get a hold of yourself!" Hinata said. I got angry. Hinata being the only one around, had to be the one I unleashed it upon.

"I did get a hold of myself! What the fuck was I thinking, Gohan and I; what a joke. All I did was face reality. Gohan would never accept me. No, he would reject me; leaving me empty!"

"You mean like you've done to yourself!" she shouted. This shocked me, once again she had done this.

"you rejected him, not letting him in when you needed him most."

These words hit deep. So much so because she was right. I needed to hear Gohan's reassurance, but I pushed him away. I felt guilty, but I know I deserved it. My fears and worry persuaded me,and he let them. Then I felt tears run down my face, the tears I've been repressing.

"I just don't know how to face him anymore" I softly say with broken walls. "Every time I get close to opening up to him, those damn thoughts come back. The thoughts that make me feel like I don't deserve to be happy. After a while I started to believe those thoughts. I'm nothing but a danger to him. Gohan could have gotten hurt fighting Negi. Negi even said he would go after him just because he is my friend. He doesn't deserve that. If distancing myself will make sure he is not a target to my actions, then so be it."

A silence washed over the room as the words lingered in the air.

"You really love him don't you?" Hinata asked with a slight amount of pain in her voice. It must've been hard for her. To love someone, then find out that you couldn't be, much like Gohan and I. Despite this, she still helps me through my time of need.

"yeah..." I say, trying to be honest with myself.

"then what's stopping you?" she says stronger, no hint of that pain from earlier. "Nothing should be holding you back!"

"It's not that simple" I say frustrated. Like I would be able to just get over my problems in a heartbeat. "what if he doesn't return by feelings? What if he hates me?"

"We both know he wouldn't hate you, he's not that kind of guy" Hinata says. Before I could even some up with a reply she continues. "And so what if he doesn't return your feelings, you couldn't return mine, yet we are still great friends"

"yeah, I guess that's true"

"Even though you couldn't return my feelings" she says with a hint of sadness. "As long as your happy and we can stay close, I'm happy." she says now in a lighter tone. " I never thought about leaving your side, not for a moment, cause I knew it was out of our control." She looks back at me and smiles. " And I'm sure Gohan wants to stay close too"

I sat there, processing what I had heard. I felt happy, for the first time in what seemed like ever, I could finally have hope. I was finally able to think about the bright side, able to think about the happy 'what if's'. It was all thanks to Hinata.

"Even if worst comes to worst, you'll have people who will be there for you" Hinata says walking up to me. "me included" she says wrapping her arms around me, giving me a hug.

I let myself be engulfed by the warmth, truly grateful to have such a great friend.

"Thanks Hinata" I say as I release the hug.

"No problem Naruto-kun" She says as she looks at me with eyes of relief. I must have put her through some worry. I'll make it up to her later. "And remember" she continues with a blush sweeping across her face. "the sky is still blue" she says, almost hastily before shying away once more.

"Oh god that was cheesy" She cried into her hands with a blush so intense I could see it even with her back to me.

I couldn't help but laugh at this, for two reasons. For starters, Hinata's shyness had changed the mood from a frightfully serious tone, to a light heartfelt tone. And secondly, It felt good. All my worries were released, and I was happy. I was hopeful.

There was a chance.

There is hope.

And I wouldn't let that chance go.

Before I could say anymore Hinata Chimes in, once again with her usual stutter. "A-any was Naruto-Kun I have to go now, I should have gone straight home but" she took a pause and smiled at me "This was more important"

"Alright then." I said, but before she could get far I called out to her "and Hinata?" She turns to my smiling face as I say "Once again, Thank you"

I could see the redness of her face spread, but she fought hard to stay facing me, grinning at the acknowledgment. She then turned back to walking out the door, but before she did she turned back one more time. "One more thing Naruto" she utters, almost hesitating. I don't say anything and let her speak.

"Don't be too hard on Negi okay?" she blurts out. I was confused by this, and it clearly showed on my face, as she sighed and turned back.

"He's had a rough time this past year" She continues. I want to interject, but I can hear the empathy and concern in her voice, so I bite my tongue. "his father died and was forced to live with us and-" she pauses, which makes me more curious

"Our parents have never been on good terms" she says leaving many questions in the air, but I know that those questions should stay unanswered.

"I'm not saying that what he did was right, if anything you deserve to hate him" I could hear the spite in her voice. "But please understand he is having life troubles right now" she says before giving out a sigh.

She looks at me with a soft smile. She is looking for an answer, a promise. I give her a nod, since I couldn't do much else. She smiles once more before taking her leave, satisfied with my answer.

So I was left there, stuck to think about everything he has done, and to wonder what he has been going through. It was tough, I never had parents. But I always think about what it would be like to have parents, and the thought of losing them made my heart clench. But I knew this pain couldn't compare to the real thing, the real pain.

I hear footsteps nearing as I see a doctor approach me. Dr Tsunade read her nametage. She was a blond woman who looked no older that 22, but held herself like someone who has had a lifetime of knowledge and experience.

"Mr Uzumaki?" she asks, trying to make sure I am aware and ready to process anything she may say.

"Y-yes!" I blurt out, almost caught off guard by such an easy question.

"It seems that you are healed enough to head home now, just make sure you take it easy on that arm" she says in such a last pace,but her voice flowed enough to be heard. After this she left the room as fast as she came, leaving her brown haired nurse to explain the process to me.

I really didn't listen though. My heart was racing too fast. I was excited.

I was going to be out of the hospital

I was going to tell Gohan

I can walk out these door with my head held high.

Before I could tell I was staring at those front doors. People coming in and out. I slowly walk through those doors and ready myself for the day to come. The day I tell Gohan.

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I was anxious

Not just that, I was annoyed, worried, concerned, and even a little sad.

Now you're probably thinking "ever thought about having a positive emotion" but this situation makes it all justified.

For starters My friend and crush Naruto is in the hospital. Secondly he has been distant lately and I worry that he might close himself off. And lastly I couln't visit him today because my mother has "had it" with me going to see him. Saying that I "am missing out on study time". Yeah right, like I need it. I'm already 10 years a head of my peers, what more does she want? As you can tell I'm a little angry as well, I usually would NEVER speak about my mother so, but today I don't care!

So I'm sitting here, whizzing through the latest batch of textbooks that have been hand picked for me. Hopefully if I do well enough I can go visit him tomorrow. If I can I'll tell him, no matter how distant he may seem. Maybe it can help him. Maybe he need someone to reach out and pull him back to reality.

With new motivation, I continue. I work on as the sun sets into a new day.

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Hinata was running home, hoping her detour would not land her in trouble. As she neared the door, she was certain she would have to hear the stern voice of Hiashi Hyuga; her father. She did hear it, but she was still outside. She halted her breath, scared that her father may be furious over her tardiness, then she hear his scream more clearly.

"Suspended?" He shouted at a person she knew well who it was. Knowing who it was and what they were talking about made her even more scared to open the door. Even though she was inches from the door, she decided to wait it out, clenching her hands tightly to her chest.

"How long are you suspended?" Hiashi roars. A second voice then makes itself known

"From tuesday til next friday" the voice says non-chalantly.

"Tuesday?" Hiashi shouts once more. "What have you been doing these last two days Negi?" he asks even more furious than before. An agrovated sigh escapes the mouth of Megi, before he continues the conversation.

"I've just been thinking, I needed some space!" Negi cries out obviously done with the conversation they were having. Negi got up and stormed up the stairs, not before Hiashi called to him once more.

"First you start acting up in school, then you put a boy in the hospital, and now you are lying and keeping things from me? He screams.

"It's not like I asked to be here!" Negi erupted as he slammed his door, leaving the house to echo the sound.

Hiashi sighed deeply, before announcing "Come on in Hinata, I know you are out there"

The shy girl beyond the door was not expecting this, enough so that she let out an audible gasp. Despite her surprise, she opened the door to face her father, only to see him slumped on the couch, hand across his face.

"father" she called to him in a scared tone. As she approached the statue of a man she got scared.

Has he snapped?

was he so mad he cannot process it?

Hinata gasped and flinched as the statue made a sudden jolt of movement. She had thought he was about to yell, until she saw the shining orbs roll down his face.

He was crying

Through her entire life she had never seen him cry.

"are you okay?" hinata questions as she hesitantly places her hand on his shoulder.

Softly, Hiashi mumbles into his hand, not wanting his face shown in this moment of weakness.

"I don't know what to do." He gripped his hair tightly "I just don't want to lose him too"

Hinata decided it would be best to give him his space, but not before giving him a hug. Hiashi seemed to halt under the pressure of the hug, but not acknowledge it otherwise. Hinata started to walk upstairs, to Negi's room, so she could talk to him. She was about toknock on his door, until she heard a noise that she had just heard, crying.

She was shocked, even more so than her father. She then heard negi whimper to himself. "Father..."

Hinata heart dropped at this. Negi always acted calm, collected, and cold. She knew he was having trouble with his father's death, but she had never imagined he would be sobbing.

She wanted to rush in there and confort him, btu she knew Negi well enough to know that it would not end nicely. So she moved past Negi's room and onto her own. Even though it was early, she wanted to go to sleep, emotionally tired. She decided she would only nap, knowing she had homework that needed to be done. Before she drifted off, she hoped.

She hoped that things would turn out with Naruto and Gohan

she hoped that her father and Negi could patch up things.

But most of all she hoped that Negi will get past this part of his life, and that she could help in any way.

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dammit there I go making ya feel bad for the villain. Imo its better than making him just one dimentional, which I planned to in the beginning.

So yeah I am back and I have backed up my progress of the next chapter on a drive, just in case. I feel like I can get at least 5 more chapters out of this story, maybe more. But who knows.

See you in 2044 when this fic ends!