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Hinata left Neji to his scrolls and slowly made her way toward her father's office, her mind filled with countless battle scenarios.

She would first smile sweetly because that's what Hyuuga Hinata does, she smiles, always. Then she would proceed to pour him some tea. After which, she would sit quietly and obediently until he give her permission to speak. Then she would smile weakly, stressing weakly here and continue to stutter and stumble over her words until her father shake his head in disapproval. Then she would lose her courage, bow her head for disturbing him and then quickly leave. Yep, that seems like a great battle plan. Wait, what?

Damn, even in her head, she was weak. "I should perhaps strengthen my back," she whispered to no one in particular. "Maybe buckle-up my shoulders, stand a little more upright, speak without stuttering, smile confidently and…" Yeah right. While she's at it, she might do well to armed herself in body-armor, hide undetectable chakra-laced Kunais beneath her robe, teach herself a new Kaiten, and snag herself a Sharingan eye because that's what it would take to even be in the same room as her father. Perhaps a few specs of Shikamaru's brain cells wouldn't hurt if she wanted to have a decent strategy.

She's doom.

Why did she think she could persuade her father? What gave her courage in the first place?

Oh yeah…the Uchiha.

Oh no, don't think Hinata has fallen for the classic anti-hero. There is nothing even remotely romantic about Uchiha Sasuke. Contrary to popular beliefs, he didn't inspire in her courageous strength, ignited hidden passion, or awaken unspoken desires. She just found the thought of him as a potential future husband deathly sickening. She made a un-Hinata face as the horrors of their second meeting crept unconsciously into her mind.

Second Meeting…

Sasuke stuffed his newly made glasses into his pocket and glared at the Ophthalmologist. "Breath a word of this to anyone and I'll make sure that you never again see the light of day."

"Hai!"

Sasuke smirked. Works every time. Do people believe he'd actually kill them?

Sasuke stood outside the office door and sneak a peak to his left then to his right, no one in sight.

Perfect.

He needed to make a clean getaway. No one must know that Uchiha Sasuke was going blind and was forced to get glasses. If anyone were to find out, it would be the end of the world as Uchiha Sasuke knew it.

Sasuke put on his dark sunglasses, patted his pocket protectively and walked out of the office.

He had taken no more then two steps when he felt a force collided with him so hard, he was sent tumbling to the ground. What the hell?

"Oh my god," a voice on top of him shrieked in fear then scramble to get off of him.

A woman, his mind registered, they're the worst kind of fans.

He took off his shade and stared at his attacker and frowned, hard. Not this again.

"For someone who posses the Byakugan, you sure are blind."

"I…I…" He was so close her nervousness was kicking up again.

Close! She again struggled to get off him but she was so nervous and ashamed, her hands motions were not listening to her brain signals.

Sasuke sighed. This was ridiculous. He reached out his hands, grabbed her shoulders, shook her until she stop her foolish attempts to get off him, looked her in the eye, smirked and then sent her tumbling to the side.

"Ow," Hinata grunt as she landed on her on back against the hard solid ground.

"Gomen," she whispered nervously from where she landed. Because she was Hinata and Hinata apologized even if she was the one whose bottom was hurting.

"I appreciate the offer," he said as he stood up. "But I'm not interested."

A bright red blush sent her facing burning. "I wasn't trying to…to…"

"Let me guess," he interrupted. "You were chasing after Akamaru again?"

Her eyes widen. "How did you know?"

He rolled his eyes back in disbelief and glared down at her. "Surely you can think of a better excuse then that?"

For a moment, she was lost as to what he was referring to. Excuse? For what? Then recognition set in and Hinata gasped with shock. No one has ever accused of her doing something so…so…shameful. Maybe she should follow the other part of herself that was screaming that she was a Hyuuga and Hyuuga make others apologize to them, not the other way around!

"I…You…I…" Hinata was going to be brave; she was going to be strong. "…I'm sorry."

Not what she wanted to say! What happen to 'Apologize, you pervert!'

"Hn." He looked her up and down. "Since you threw yourself at me twice, you must be in great need. And I must say, I'm tempted to accept your offer but I'm not exactly in the mood right now."

Her face flushed ten different shades of red. "I…" She grinded her teeth together to stop the hurl of insults, forced herself up, turned and proceed to walk away from him. Hyuuga Hinata always avoided conflict whenever possible.

Sasuke watched Hinata's retreating back and couldn't help but add, "But to do so in broad daylight, in the middle of a crowded street, as a Hyuuga, aren't you ashamed of yourself?"

That's it! He brought out her Hyuuga side, not her. She turned and marched back, the intent to tell him what's on her mind so clear; she ignored the sound of "crack" her foot made as it connected with an object on the ground.

"I don't know what kind of girls have been throwing themselves at you all your life to traumatized your ego to the size of the Hokage's monument but," she took a deep breath, simply because Hinata had never spoken such a long sentence in such a long time, two breaths are needed. "I would rather throw myself at Akamaru then to ever offer myself to a traitor!"

A long silence passed without either saying a word and then her mind started to panic. He was simply standing there and staring at her. When an Uchiha stared at you for that long, it's either you are in a gengetsu or already dead.

Was it too much?

Sasuke stared at the shattered glass beneath her feet and command all his self-restraints from reaching out his hands to strangle her. No one must know that Uchiha Sasuke was going blind!

"Uchiha-kun?"

His brows twitched painfully.

"Hinata!"

Hinata breathed a sigh of relief when she turned and saw Kiba running toward them.

"Did you catch Akamaru?"

"No, Kiba-kun." Hinata apologized. "I bump into-" He was gone, again.

"Whose broken glasses are these?" Kiba bent down and pick up a piece of the shattered glasses from beneath her feet. "Shino?"

She looked down at the broken pieces and frowned in confusion. "I thought Shino's sunglass was black."

Kiba flicked the piece from his hand into a nearby trash. "You're right. Who cares whose glasses these are," Kiba said as he pulled her along. "Akamaru has been acting very strange lately and keeps running off. I must find him before sis comes home."

Hinata's nervousness grew as she took in the determine lines on her father's face, his brows narrowing in concentration; she was apparently disturbing him at the wrong time. Nevertheless, she proceeds forward.

Hyuuga Hiashi, the cold unemotional leader of the Hyuuga clan paused from whatever he was doing long enough to watch his oldest child settled herself across from him with his piercing, all-knowing eyes. She smiled weakly at him and then proceeded to pour him some tea. He wanted to tell warn her that his tea cup was full but fingered she would realize that soon enough.

"Oh," Hinata whispered to herself as her hands stop mid-air in their process of tea pouring. "My apologies," she quickly add before sitting back with a disappointed look.

Fifteen minutes later…

"You have been waiting for a chance to show the elders that you are capable of leading the Hyuuga clan, have you not?"

She nodded her head in solemn agreement. "Yes…but I-"

"Then prove to me," Hiashi said without glancing at his daughter. "Prove to the elders and to yourself that you are competent enough to set your petty feelings aside for the sake of the clan."

She would hardly call it petty.

"This will be your first and most important act as the future Hyuuga head."

"Hai," Hinata whispered miserably. She was defeated. Just like that. Battle plans are worth zilch when facing off with her father.

Hiashi took in his oldest daughter dejected look and add, "If you want equality between main and branch members then you must be able to give equality to others…even to a traitor."

Hinata looked up and stared into her father's eyes. "I…" To ask for understanding, one must first give it. Now she understood her father's words to Neji so long ago. "Hai!"

Hiashi watched his daughter's retreating back with what could be distinguished as a slight frown; nevertheless he turned toward his earlier task.

His guy was just about to score when Hinata showed up; her back straight, eyes flashing with determination.

Now, he can finally get back to playing Sims. All he needed was a caress and then a kiss.

"Scored!" Hiashi gave an uncharacteristic yell as the small bed on his computer screen begins to shake involuntary and fireworks came off in tiny little sparks.

"Scored! Scored! Scored!" he chanted to himself before clamping a hand over his mouth. "Calm down, calm down," he told himself. "Un-Hyuuga characteristics should never be displayed." But inside, he was dancing like a little boy with his first love.

"Now, who's the man?"

You are, his ego answered.

"Damn right."

"You got taken in," Neji said casually. He was leaning against the doorframe, his arms crossed. He had finished going through the pile of scrolls Hiashi forced on him earlier and thought he should check on the progress of Hinata's persuading power before he head out to meet Tenten.

Her head hanging in shame was all the answer he needed. Indeed, Haishi knows his victims very well.

"Hyuuga Neji," Tenten whispered nervously when she opened her front door and found Neji standing there, seemly out of breath.

He gave her a quick look-over before resting his hand against her door. "Hurry and close the door." But even as he warned her, his hands pushed against her door, firm and sure, his actions belied his words.

"What?" There was a strange light in his eyes, an almost cloudy, smoky look that was so different from his beautiful pure white eyes. She should have realized something was amiss.

Even as the saner part of his mind told him that something was wrong and he should withdraw his presence from her this instant, Neji found himself pushing Tenten inside the comfort of her home and following right on her heels.

Before she can begin her series of question, Neji walked pass her and shut her only route of escape, banishing any unless thoughts of shutting him out.

He turned toward her, his breath heavy and deep as if he was fighting an inner battle. "Neji?" She questioned as he backed her until she was trapped between his body and the door.

"Now," he whispered, his breath dangerously near her neck. "You better have a very good explanation for last night."

Tenten shudder as his breath ghost over the sensitive skin of her neck. Why is Neji behaving so strange? "Last night?" Tenten struggled to comprehend.

"Yes," Neji whispered into her ear. "Last night."

"Last night," Tenten breathed. Her head was spinning and no matter how deep a breath she took, it felt as if she couldn't get enough air into her lung to continue her sentence. "Last night," she begins again.

"Yes," Neji purred against her.

Did Neji just…just…purred? "Last night," she tried anew, trying to calm the dangerous jump of her beating heart. "Kiba took me for ramen and then we talked."

"Talked?" Neji inquired as his hand circled her waist and pulled her flush against him. "That's all?"

"Yes," Tenten whispered. "Just talked."

"Tenten," Neji groaned and moved until his body crushed hers against the door, leaving no place untouched. "I feel hot."

What? She blinked at him, brain cells slowing dying.

"I don't know why," he whispered as he leaned toward her. "But I have this sudden urge to know how your lips would taste."

She had always wondered how Neji's lips would feel too. Wait, what?

Tenten's startled eyes grew wider as Neji's fingers gently touched her chin and tipped her face up.

He was going to kiss her. Hyuuga Neji was going to kiss her, Tenten!

Close your eyes and enjoy it! Her mind screamed. There may never be another chance. Grab life by the hands and…and…whatever.

Tenten closed her eyes and gave herself to fate, knowing in the back of her mind that a kiss from Neji is the things girls dream about.

Her eyes closed, breaths coming in short little gasps, Tenten waited patiently for the touch of warm lips against her own.

It never came.

For the first time in her life, Tenten was overcome by shock when Hyuuga Neji falls flat on his face to the floor below them.

Neji?

Neji?!

Oh my god…

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