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September 2014

Hinata had just passed her high school graduation. Her grades were excellent, maybe not as good as Neji's, but she didn't mind. Her parents, both her mother and father, were proud of her and nothing else mattered as long as they were happy.

She was admitted to the Université Côte d'Azur in Nice, the university of her dreams. Since she was fifteen, she wanted to pursue her studies there. It was a pride as her parents were also there and it was also where they met, her father having studied business management while her mother studied chemistry.

The young Hinata thought she could conquer the world. She was not yet of age, but in a few months, she would be too, at last. She would be living in an apartment with three other students, each studying something completely different, and would finally have the opportunity to do something that greatly pleased her without being compared to her brother constantly.

The 17-year-old Hinata couldn't be happier. Young and naive, she was ready to welcome her new life with her arms wide open.

She had nothing to fear, she kept telling herself. Neji would still be in the same city, Shino too, as well as Lee. Tenten had decided to go to Toulouse and Kiba had taken a year off, travelling around the world, starting with Japan, his childhood dream as a big anime fan.

But she would have no other ways than to make friends by herself and maybe become the person she would like to be. It was an opportunity to reinvent herself.

She was always one of the most popular girls in high school. Although she thought that it wasn't because of who she was but because of the people she hung out with. Kiba was the sports star, Shino was the mysterious guy, Neji was handsome and cold, Tenten was the athletic and beautiful girl, Lee was the charming and charismatic guy.

And she? The beautiful Hyuga princess, intelligent but not like Neji, kind but shy, friendly but too dreamy. There was always a 'but'. She was Hinata, Neji's sister. Hinata, Neji's shadow. Hinata who, apart from her beauty, had nothing to offer.

This was her moment to come out of her shell and prove to herself and everyone around her that she was just Hinata. No 'buts', no 'Neji's sister'. Simply Hinata.

And maybe she'll finally be able to believe in those same words her family and friends are constantly reminding her. 'That you are fine the way you are.' 'That you are not just reduced to your looks, but that you have so many qualities with which you charm everyone.'

'Hinata, you are more than what you appear.'

She shared an apartment with other students. One of them, Temari, was the same age as her and two others who were older by two years. She had so far only had the chance to meet one of them. A young man of 20 years old, very energetic, and funny, named Gai Maito.

Her father, having only met him and his two previous roommates, was not convinced, but apparently Gai was friends with Lee and that was enough for her dad to accept that Hinata wanted to move into this place. This had again made her a little upset as it was finally related to one of Neji's friends, but that wasn't going to discourage her.

She liked the apartment and there was a good atmosphere among the residents. Gai looked like a bundle of energy like Lee and that could only do her good. In addition, she had also met the other new girl, Temari, and the flow was immediately obvious between the two.

Hinata had moved in two weeks before school started. The quartet wasn't complete yet, as the second boy was still missing. Neither she nor Temari had asked too many questions about him as there were too many new things to worry about.

So, for the first two weeks, Gai, Temari and Hinata were getting to know each other. Temari was rather sarcastic, with a very dark humor, but Hinata loved it as it reminded her of Shino. Temari was very straightforward, never sugarcoating anything when she spoke her mind, but there was something refreshing about it. She liked her very much.

Gai radiated good humor, joie de vivre and energy. He had tried to motivate the two girls to go for a run at 6:00 a.m. He had been turned down immediately. Temari had thrown a shoe at his head when he tried to wake her up.

He didn't try anymore.

But Hinata, seeing his passion, wanted to give it a chance but soon gave up when Gai challenged her at 6 o'clock to walk on her hands.

They cooked, ate, and laughed together in the evening at the dinner table. They watched horror movies like she did with Neji and played games on the Nintendo Switch, even if it wasn't Hinata's favorite thing to do. Still, she joined in every time because she liked that time a lot. It was as if in two weeks, Hinata had found a new family.

The night before the first day of school, Hinata was quite stressed. She was anxious about going back to school.

She just couldn't fall asleep, so she decided to go to the kitchen to get a glass of water.

As she walked down the hall, she noticed that a light was still on. She smiled slightly thinking that it certainly must be Temari. She would have a chance to talk to her before she finally went to bed.

She didn't expect to find a complete stranger, handsome, tall, and sexy, eating alone on the kitchen island.

She didn't expect that she would meet her first love and her worst nightmare at this very moment.

The man who was going to break her heart into a thousand pieces, to put it back together afterwards and finally break it again.

Kakashi Hatake.

Present day

I Hinata

"One more, and then I'll let you go, I swear." Naruto had that smirk on his lips of someone who would do anything but let go of me, but who was I to deny him a kiss? I stood on my toes and gently rested my lips on his for the fifteenth time this morning, savoring the moment with him by my side.

He didn't hesitate to slip his tongue between my lips, asking permission to pass and finally what was supposed to be a simple kiss turned into a make-out session in front of the gate of my little home.

I couldn't resist him. How could someone, who had never experienced true love, shower me with so much affection in just one evening (or night)? I have never felt as loved as I did with Naruto. Every second with him makes me feel like I'm on a roller coaster.

The crazy feelings I get with him give me a rush of adrenaline like I don't need to be scared around him. He would protect me.

"Stop, Naruto. My brother will be suspicious if he sees I'm not in my room." I parted our lips to create space between us, but his hands didn't move, remaining firmly positioned on my waist.

"You're an adult, you can do whatever you want." His blue eyes looked at me with such love and tenderness that it was impossible for me to look away. It was as if he could hypnotize me, and I would stay lost in his azure eyes.

"Yes, but I abandoned my guest. That's rude." Neji wasn't a guest the way he invited himself, but I didn't feel like explaining to Naruto how awkward it will be when I get home and Neji will already drink his coffee on the kitchen island.

"Hn. There are plenty of things that are rude, but we do them anyway." He shrugged, but finally released me. His smile dropped and he looked sideways. He opened his mouth several times as if he wanted to add something to that but said nothing. He was pondering, probably thinking about whether or not he should express his thoughts.

Sometimes I would like to be in his head, to know what he was thinking, to understand him better. To take away his fears.

"See you on Friday, Naruto. Thank you for this exceptional evening. I had a fantastic time, and I will never forget it." With my head against his chest, I wrapped my arms around his waist, conveying my gratitude for everything he had done.

He hesitated for a moment, then took me in his arms as well, placing a tender kiss on my hair.

"Won't we see each other again before?"

"I'll see you tomorrow, Naruto. Friday is tomorrow. You'll pick me up at one o'clock. Is that right?"

"Tomorrow is faaaaaaaaaaar away. Can't I come over tonight?" I laughed softly at his childish behavior. But that also made me froze on place.

He's a child.

"No. Tomorrow." I broke away from his grip and smiled weirdly at him.

"See you tomorrow then, I guess." he said slowly, not understanding why I had separated from him so quickly.

"See you tomorrow, Naruto. Thanks again for everything." Still with a smile on my lips, I began to open the gate quietly and he watched me suspiciously, leaning against his car.

"I love you." I heard him say and I couldn't turn around because I knew that if I met his gaze now, that I would go back to him, kissing him. But I smiled and even though he couldn't see me, I knew he knew. The slamming of the car door was heard, and I knew he had taken the wheel again when the engine ignited.

All these emotions made me squeal with joy. And that's when I saw that Neji was standing in front of me, one eyebrow raised, already dressed in his suit and tie, the computer bag in one hand and the to-go coffee in the other.

I was pinned to the spot for a moment. This was exactly what I wanted to avoid.

"What are you doing out. In your pajamas, no less?" My mouth was pasty suddenly, trying to get out the first excuse that popped into my head.

"Kurama?" That sounded more like a question, and I tried to make up for it by looking at him as sternly as he was staring at me.

"Kurama? Kurama, your dog who sleeps on the couch? You mean him?" He arched an eyebrow, smelling another lie coming.

"Yes." He frowned and I could only look at the weeping willow in the garden, because that's how I felt at that moment if he kept staring at me like that.

"Hm. And whose jacket is that?" Lowering my gaze to the jacket I was wearing, I could only grin briefly thinking back to Naruto, who had lent it to me, fearing I would freeze to death.

"Kiba."

"Kiba?" I nodded, to confirm my answer.

"Hm. Look for a better excuse next time. Coffee is already prepared, Kurama is fed. Go to sleep. You look like a zombie."

Only then, he left for his car, parked in the yard.

"Ah, next time bring your lover boy over. I'll be glad to meet your mystery boy." Neji shouted out of his open window, before finally disappearing.

I didn't even notice that I was holding my breath for a moment. Without waiting, I went into my little home and was greeted by Kurama, who was rubbing my legs to comfort me.

"Are we going to sleep, Kurama? I'll take you out after, my baby." He barked and then followed me into my room where he lay down next to me.

"Damn Neji." I mumbled under my breath while caressing Kurama. My eyelids turned heavy, and I felt like I would fall asleep at any moment but remembered that I had to text Shizune that she must cancel all the morning appointments.

Wouldn't want to draw circles on my notes while half-listening to my precious patients.

II Naruto

This was just a fantastic night. When was the last time I felt so good? Well, it was like yesterday in Hinata's office but it's like the Gods are finally granting me a little time of peace.

Hinata's breasts were amazing. And I'm the lucky one who has the right to admire them in all their glory. I could tell her every second of the day how pretty she was. Hinata Hyuga is a piece of art.

I decided to go to my flat before attending classes. I had to take a shower and eat something for breakfast. My grandma's words echoed in my head, telling me I was too thin. She's not wrong though, but in my defense I'm pretty tall, so even if I ate like a bottomless pit, all I had was skin and bones with a little bit of muscles (thanks to my basketball training sessions).

I was never self-conscious about my appearance. Girls apparently like spaghetti noodles with a nicotine addiction.

But that was the point. Girls. Not Women. Not women like Hinata.

I imagined what Hinata's type of guy was. Kiba was 1.80m, I would guess, 10 cm shorter than me and he was built normally. He seemed to go to the gym but wasn't pumped like a bodybuilder. The brunette seemed more like a runner to me.

I hate to admit it, but he's a pretty boy.

No wonder why Hinata would give him a chance. Though, their relationship still intrigued me. I thought they're just best friends. Then I caught them making out, then Hinata is telling me she has someone in her life, who must obviously be Kiba, but isn't resisting my kisses and touches.

So, she must have probably lied to me on the evening when I confessed my feelings. Why though, if in the end she tells me she would give me a chance and gives in to my kisses?

This is pretty fucked up. This whole situation is fucked up.

I get why she lied. It was probably her only excuse at that moment, but she gave in so easily and so fast, in the end. Without making some false hypothesis, but I start to think that she had known for a long, long time that we weren't meant to be just patient and therapist, but much more and that she was just scared.

Sometimes, I catch her looking at me so intently, like if she was trying to get into my head. Her eyes don't leave me as if she was exactly knowing what I was thinking. She masks it behind her sexy look of the concentrating therapist, but I wonder if she's like this with every of her patients.

Wouldn't be surprised if there were more patients like me who loved her secretly if she's like this to everyone. She can charm anyone with just a look and her nice and caring way of talking to others.

Fuck, she even knows when I lie to her, even though I'm still curious how she knows when.

This woman is a mystery. A mystery which I'll be glad to explore.

On the outside, Hinata seems so in peace with herself, always wearing a smile on her lips and shining confidence. But as soon as you dig deeper, scratch on the surface, and start to know more of her, you can see that there's a lot that she's hiding.

Whenever I tell her that I love her, she has this expression on her face as if she couldn't believe me. As if it was the first time someone told her this.

And I'm pretty sure, lots of people love her.

But when I tell her that she's beautiful, she doesn't turn cold, it's not quite like this, but she's so indifferent to this compliment, as if it hadn't any meaning to her. She blushes embarrassed but that's it.

I know that she must know what a goddess she is, but it didn't faze her in the smallest.

One thing's for sure, we would make beautiful babies. Without a doubt.

Still, Hinata is showing more of her, little by little, letting me slowly enter her world, and in just a week I could discover so many things.

I still have this picture engraved in my brain of her, her brother, and her mother on their graduation day. The way she smiled. This was completely different from her normal smiles. She looked so happy, without a worry. Her beautiful lavender orbs shined so bright, like stars in the night sky.

What happened to this girl? What did happen to her, for her to raise so many walls around her?

Anyway, in due time she'll open up or I'll find a way to know.

When I entered my apartment, with the beautiful view on the sea, I noticed a pair of shoes in my entryway. Man shoes.

And when I put my jacket off, I noticed the TV was on.

'What the hell' I took a deep breath because I had a slight idea who it might be.

"Grandpa." A sigh escaped me, and I didn't even try to hide my evident annoyance at the culprit.

"Naruto. I was already scared. Where were you?"

"The question is why are you here at…" I took my phone out to see what time it was. "…At 6:47 am?"

"Was worried, obviously. You didn't reply to my last meme I sent you. Was a good one, wasn't it?" The old man snickered, and I let myself plump on the couch right next to him.

"What are you watching?"

"You didn't answer my question. Hope you weren't partying in the midst of the week."

"No, I was with my girl." Could I say Hinata was my girl? Anyway, we're on the way to it.

"A girlfriend! Oh wow. I'm impressed!" I ignored his perverted way of being 'impressed' as he wiggled his eyebrows, but the corner of my lips twitched slightly, and I couldn't suppress the smirk.

"You didn't answer my question. What are you doing here?" The old pervert looked at me as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"Can't I visit my favorite grandchild?"

"Don't tell this Karin. She would be soooo mad." He laughed and took the remote to change the channel.

"If your cousin would come over more often, I could consider her as my favorite grandchild, but she's always with the dumb idiot." Suigetsu was an idiot, but an idiot with a good heart.

"Breakfast?" I asked him. I thought about what I could offer him, but except toast and probably expired milk, my fridge was pretty empty. Being an adult is so exhausting.

"You're lucky your grandma made grocery shopping for you. Did you see what's in your fridge? Yes, right. Nothing." He got up and wandered off to the kitchen.

"Next time I come visit, I want you to have other things than ramen in your cabinets. What will I tell grandma, huh? She's already scared because you look like a spaghetti." He mumbled and I heard the coffee machine making its work for a good cup of coffee.

"She shouldn't worry too much. I'm an adult."

"An adult who can't keep his damn apartment clean. And I have the task to come over and bring all your shit to her." And here we go.

"I'm trying. Really. It's just not easy between schools and friends."

"Naruto, stop playing. School? You're going two times a week to the most. And friends? Yeah, these friends of yours who smoke weed in your apartment. What will your girlfriend think of this mess?"

Grandpa Jiraiya was never the strict type of adult. He was so chill and was himself still a child sometimes with his perverted talking. I knew that I was in deep shit, right now.

I preferred to say nothing. He was right. Absolutely right. He came back with two cups and put one in my hand while I just tried to focus on the TV.

"Boy, I'm also scared, not just your grandma. What's going on? I thought therapy was going well." He sighed as he took a sip of his hot coffee. I felt his piercing gaze on me, looking at me as if I was a lost cause.

"It's going well. It's just that I have a lot going on."

"I thought you stopped the drugs. What's with the pot I found in your room? You didn't even try to hide it." I stayed silent. This was my way of accepting his scolding.

"I'll take you back home if this doesn't stop. I don't want to find you dead one day. I will not let you kill yourself like the last time."

"I get it. I get my shit together, I promise. Just… Just stop now. I was feeling happy before you came."

"So, this girl. How did you meet?"

"Not your business, old man." A smirk formed on my lips because I knew that he wasn't going to let it down so easily.

"Come on… Is she pretty?"

"The most beautiful."

"Uh-huh, I see. You're whipped, little brat." He gave me a punch on my arm, then sat back again on the couch, relaxing.

"I remember when I was young and had all the girls I wanted. I was very popular among the girls, when I was your age, y' know?" Back at it again…

"Hm. Till you met granny and she took your heart away. I know."

"Don't interrupt your old man!" I chuckled. He went serious, again, making me shudder inwardly.

"Naruto, I want to see results now. I want you to work for college. I let you do what you wanted for your future but if this isn't going anywhere, I will let you work with me in NamikazeElectronics. This is your last warning, you hear me, boy? If you need help, we are here. Don't close up on yourself, again. I won't let you." He put his hand on my shoulder, gripping it hard.

"Got it." I nodded, our gazes crossed, and, in his eyes, I saw that he was bloody serious.

"Good. So, how's pretty Miss Hyuga doing? My, my. This woman is a beauty." I felt myself frozen on place hearing her name.

"Good. She's doing good, I guess." I swallowed the lump in my throat. If only he knew how good she was doing with me…

"I think I'll talk to her. I want to know if you made progress because what I see isn't very reassuring in my eyes." Is this guy bipolar? How fast can he change his moods?

"No. Don't. I told you I get my shit together. You don't have to." I started to panic because if he talks to her, I'm so sure that it will let her take her back on earth and see that what we're doing is not good. And then, she will distance herself from me and go back to her serious therapist crap. And I really don't need this, right now. I was starting to change. Change for her and our future.

He arched a brow, opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but closed it again.

"Please, I promised her that I will better myself. If you're going to talk to her, she will think that something's wrong and I don't wanna scare her…"

"But here's something wrong, Naruto. Look at your fridge. Look at the ramen cups, lying all around the place. Look at the weed in your room. Didn't you learn from your past mistakes?"

"Please, Grandpa. Don't do this. I need her." The last part escaped my lips like a whisper, but he heard well.

"Don't tell me… Oh boy, this is bad. Really bad." He put his head in his hands and massaged his temples as if a bad headache was forming itself.

"Is this the girl?" He broke the silence, still not looking at me. I nodded even if his face was still buried in his hands, but he knew.

"Do you love her?"

"More than anything."

"Does she love you?"

"No." I finally answered.

"Since when?"

"Since when what?"

"Since when do you love her?"

"I guess, since the first time I lay my eyes on her." I sighed and he nodded thoughtfully but remained silent and this was what scared me the most. This was terrifying, to say the least. I didn't want him to applaud me, but I wished he would say something to make this awkward silence less heavy.

"Does she know how you feel?"

"Yes."

"And what did she say?"

"Grandpa…"

"What did she say, Naruto. Stop beating around the bush, this is serious."

"She told me, that she didn't feel the same, but told me if I stop doing drugs and start working for college that she would consider giving me a chance."

"She's too nice for her own sake…" I heard him whisper and he looked so crestfallen at this moment, that I didn't even dare to make a snide remark.

"What did you do to her for her giving you a chance." What did he think I did? Don't tell he thinks I blackmailed her…

"What the fuck are you implying, old man?"

"Language. Don't disrespect me. I'm here to help."

"Doesn't feel like it." I mumbled and took another sip from my coffee and tried to keep my cool because this was going nowhere.

"We have a connection. I just know it. And she feels it too, even if she's denying it. This is not a normal therapist-patient relationship. I don't give a damn about what you might think. I'm not gonna give her up." I continued because he seemed like he was waiting for an explanation.

"I didn't ask you to give her up. I'm even proud of you that you finally fell in love. But must it be your therapist?"

"Yes. Because she's the only one who can see through me and make me feel like there's more to life than just school and partying. Because she's the only one who can bring these unknown feelings up in me. Because she's no nice and caring and beautiful. And because I finally have a purpose to live in this damn fucked up world."

"You must really love her, huh…"

"Yes."

The old man stood up, stretched his old limbs before finally looking at me. He had a sly smile on his lips, and it felt like he was telling me that he was proud of me. I already know what a big mess this is and I wonder myself why it had to be her. This was so complicated and exhausting, but now that I finally talked to someone about her, I felt like a weight has been taken away.

"Son, I'm proud of you because when I hear you talk like this, I'm seeing the thirteen-year-old boy in my yard who played with the woman he loved most in the world. The only woman he admired and cherished. Your mom." I saw how tears were building up in the corner of his eyes and my heart was clenching hearing his words. She was the most important woman in my life. She was so nice and you couldn't but love her. She was everything to me.

"And now you talk about this woman like your dad talked about your mom and I feel like I have him near me. And I feel like I finally have my grandson back."

"Grandpa…" I didn't know what to say. Indeed, I, myself, didn't feel so alive as I feel right now for such a long time.

"If she makes you happy, I'm not gonna stop you. Make her proud, and more important make yourself proud. If she's your purpose, don't mess it up and fight for her to return your feelings. Like Minato fought for Kushina. Like Grandpa fought for Grandma."

"What's with Namikaze boys and running after the only girl who don't want them?" I chuckled because yes, it's true. I could have any girl but no, it had to be the one who doesn't want me.

"Boy, I must go, and you should go shower. And clean this mess before Miss Hyuga comes over. You not gonna woo her like this."

"Yes, sir."

"And call Grandma, she's annoying me with her constant babbling about you."

"Yes, sir."

The old man got out of my apartment, and I could only let out a cry of joy because, even if it hadn't stop me from pursuing Hinata, I'm glad he approves.

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