Author's Note: Here's the next chapter. (:

dazynl8 : Haha, thank you so much for keeping with the story and reviewin! I loved reading the feedback. :)


Dead Wrong

"Hey, Hinata!"

Hinata knew better than to believe the brash-joy emanating from this young woman.

"H-hello, Sakura." Hinata slipped on a smile- she was polite from her head to her toes.

Sakura cracked a smile in return. "How are you doing?" Sakura was young, perhaps nineteen (as were Hinata and Sasuke), with bright pink hair just barely reaching past her shoulders. She had electrifying light-green eyes that any on-looker would be pulled in by, regardless of her tough, snarky attitude. She was light-skinned, and thin, and she stood quite remarkable in her white frilled shirt, with tight blue jeans fastened by a brown braided belt.

Hinata knew Sakura did not like her.
Sakura loathed every fiber of being that was Hinata Hyuuga.
All of this disdain was due to the fact that Hinata was married to Sasuke. And as much of a nice person Hinata was - she somehow produced feelings of dislike for Mrs. Uzumaki.

Sakura had no reason to hate Hinata other then her attachment to Sasuke - even though the bewitching green-eyed vixen had Naruto.

Naruto had been Hinata's first crush.
A crush that had spiraled into more, even with the lack of Naruto at her side.

Even now, Hinata retained a sliver of passion for her blond, merry hero. Sakura was twisted if she thought she deserved both Naruto and Sasuke.

She was certainly foolish if she thought her friendly facade had tricked the Hyuuga.

"I-I'm doing, fine. And yourself, Sakura?"
Hinata smiled once more.


Author's Note: Well, I wanted to showcase Sakura's and Hinata's relationship, I guess? I know it isn't SasuHina - ness going on, but these two just had to come into play.