Here we have chapter three! Thanks once again to those who reviewed!

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"Hinata, are you sure you don't want to come with us to the beach? It'll be super fun!" Kiba said cheerfully as he waited outside her room, "And I heard that Naruto would be coming too! Aren't you excited?"

Hinata was sprawled on her bed, arms extended wide, and face contorted to a pained expression. She was wearing her "Sakura attire". She had asked a dressmaker to make multiple of those and the shopkeeper knew that she was copying Sakura. She also happened to have her clothes made there!

"Sorry, Kiba!" her manner of talking just like Sakura's. She had been practicing for hours and she was glad that she was starting to get the hang of it. "I can't! My back's killing me! You go on ahead without me!"

Yes, her back was indeed the source of all her pain for that day. It was about 3 in the afternoon and she woke up at about 4 in the morning. When she first opened her empty eyes, she quickly sat up sharply and went to the mirror. Then, with a wide Sakura-like smile, she said a set of words that no one even dreamed of hearing her say.

"You're so pretty! Naruto likes you just as much as you like him! Ha! In your face, Sakura-pig!"

Of course, it was a little bit strange. She had learned, after her numerous "stalking operations", that Sakura often praised herself when she woke up in the morning. Then she would state that she was clearly better off than her rival. Her rival being Ino.

But then, Sakura obviously wasn't her rival. Heck, she was following the person! How could she say that? But Sakura called Ino a pig. And Ino was her rival. Should she also call Sakura a pig? But…wasn't she following her? How could she say bad things about the person she was following. And…and…yeah… Her head started to throb with pain.

Hearing no more response from Hinata, Kiba sighed and left her house, heading towards the beach to the others. She was indeed acting strange.

With an abrupt move, Hinata pushed herself to an upright position. She raised her clenched fist in the air and smirked.

"Five minutes of rest is over! Training starts yet again!"

Getting to her feet, anyone would suspect that her "training" would be ninja training. But her first step said it all.

"NOSE TO THE AIR LIKE KIBA'S DOG, AKAMARU!"

First step.

"HIPS TO THE LEFT!"

Second step.

"BACK STRAIGHT!"

Third step.

"HIPS TO THE RIGHT!"

Fourth step.

"Hands to the…umm…to the…umm…side?"

She took an uneasy fifth step. Then, after a few seconds of staying that way, she jumped to an eerie position. Feet spread; her right in the front and her left to the back. And arm extended forward with an index finger pointing to the ceiling.

"I forgot the sequence!" she yelled overpoweringly, "To the Sakura Board!"

She swayed her hips as she walked and her eyes were starting to grow unusually wide. Her eyebrows twitched in great anticipation, as well as a feeling of bizarre emotions. It indeed felt weird to act like Sakura.

She stomped her way to the Sakura Board, her finger still pointed in that direction. Then, she reached the Great Wall of Sakura. Almost suddenly, as if she had reached the most awaited moment of her life, she set her hands in her hips, feet apart, and a face that resembled the expression of "the cat that ate the canary."

Then, as if it wasn't uncanny enough already, she stuck her face on the wall and ran a finger on it, as if she was trying to seduce it.

"Hello there, EsBee…you're going to show me more pictures of Sakura right about…now!"

With a large sweep of her hand, she pressed a button on the far-left side of the wall. Then, a loud THUD was heard. The board suddenly shook itself as if there was an earthquake. After a moment of shaking, it stopped. It then…pushed itself just as though there was a gap behind that wall. And there was.

Hinata took the bottom end and threw it up roughly, then pushed it inside. And it was creepy. There, in front of her, was a secret room. A DARK, secret room, with a faint red light.

She went in and turned on the switch. More red lights flickered on and the whole room was revealed. Hinata smiled her usual shy smile as she turned around and around, seeing every corner and every side of the room. It was a developing room. A developing room full of pictures of Sakura. More and more pictures of her were waiting to dry, to clear, and to be developed. On the farthest corner to the left were even more stacks of film that were yet to be looked at. Yes, disproportionate indeed.

She turned to look at the pictures in the left side. There, she had Sakura's manner of walking. Just like she did earlier, her nose was in the air and, though it wasn't obvious in the picture, Sakura was swaying her hips. Her back was straight and she had a dignified smile on her face.

"As if she had nothing to be ashamed of…" Hinata whispered to herself, "I should be that way…"

She looked at Sakura's arms. They were at her side, staying there most of the time. She rarely raised it to her chest in a clamped position, only when it was a Sasuke matter.

Sasuke Matters. Hinata was prepared to make a list of actions Sakura did whenever Sasuke was looking at her, talking to her, walking with her, or just simply being around. But she had no time. She had to be like Sakura soon or else, she might not even get the chance to meet Naruto again. He might meet someone else while she practiced! How cruel that would be for her! She stepped out of the room and the wall automatically closed behind her.

"Okay!" she shouted.

And she did the sequence again.

And again.

And again.

Again.

Again.

Until her back ached.

Now she was definitely not coming to the beach with Naruto and Kiba. But she was starting to get the hang of being Sakura! The Art of Sakura, as she called it.

But wait.

Sakura's hair…

Is pink.

Anyway, if you're wondering why Hinata called the wall "Esbee"…she named it that. Since she calls it the "Sakura Board" the first letters of the two words are S and B. So if you just give them different spellings…poof! We have Esbee!

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