Okay! So how long has it been since I updated? Never mind. Don't answer that. At least I'm updating now! Okay… so here we are…
Kiba and Shino were together eating lunch that day. Kurenai was there as well. Hinata was the only one missing, just as intended by their sensei. Kurenai had called for a meeting with just the three of them.
"We are going to speak of Hinata, are we not, sensei?" Shino asked, his head lifting slightly up to glance at their red-eyed sensei.
She nodded and crossed her arms, hiding a smile creeping up. Shino was indeed very sharp with things like these. She didn't have to say anything and he'd get it in a blink of an eye.
"She's been very strange lately, sensei!" Kiba yelled, shuddering so much that Akamaru had to bite him to stop, "Like yesterday…"
---Flashback---
I was passing by her house to check up on her… you know, like I always do. Usually she'd be taking care of her garden… or training in her backyard… or sometimes I'd see her in the window gazing at some building… But this time she didn't even hear me come. Nor did she hear my knocking and screaming…
"Hinata! I'm here already!" Kiba yelled, knocking on the door.
Some of her flowers were starting to dry up and the green grass of before was starting to snatch a shade of yellow. Even the porch needed sweeping.
"Hinata! Come on, open the door! I know you're home!" he yelled once more, knocking harder and louder.
Silence…
"I'VE GOT IT! I'VE GOT IT! Nyahahahah! Muhahahaha! Bwahahahaha! She is sooo easy to copy! Ha! I am SOOO good at this! All I've gotta do now is have my hair done! YEAH! GO ME! GO ME!"
I must've lost consciousness that time. I was sprawled on the front porch and I was drooling over Akamaru. I couldn't believe my ears. Hinata isn't like that. And besides, she's quiet and sweet! She doesn't speak so loudly and roughly like… well… like Sakura!---end of flashback---
Shino and Kurenai were still listening, though Kiba had already stopped talking five minutes ago. Their mouths were open, like they were brushing their teeth or something. This could not be Hinata. But there was no occasion wherein Kiba lied, except once to a stranger who was asking information about their mission. He must be telling the truth. But it was too unbelievable.
Kiba reached out and closed their mouths for them, and they shook their heads.
"One plus one?" Kiba asked.
"Seventy seven." They both answered in unison.
Kiba sighed. He knew this would happen. Hinata was someone they loved so dearly. They wanted her to have confidence and such, but not to the extent that she actually laughed wickedly and praised herself so loudly that everyone could hear.
"LA LA LA LA LA! My hair's gonna get done today! Yeah! Hahaha! La la la la la!"
The three looked to the left. Hinata was skipping happily, wearing a dress, and singing. And they fainted all at once.
Hinata entered the salon and went to the counter.
"Heya! I was wondering if I could get my hair dyed." She said with such spunk you couldn't even imagine.
The saleslady blinked. And blinked once more. And another blink.
"Hi…hinata! What a pleasant surprise! I didn't know you were so… spunky already! Your hair! Dyed! Are you sure!" she asked.
Hinata smiled and blushed slightly.
"Umm… yes, I'm sure. I'm quite sure… I think… yes… but… AHEM! 'course I am, silly! And yeah, I'm spunky now! Hahahaha!"
Five full seconds of silence.
"Oh, right." The woman behind the counter said, and wrote down Hinata's name on the log book, "You'll be next in a couple of minutes. Our hair specialist, Pietro, will be at your service by then."
"Thanks!"
Hinata trudged over to the waiting area, not knowing that when she had left, the girl she spoke to fainted. Hinata sat down and took a magazine. Crossing her legs, she began to browse through the magazine, squealing and giggling once in a while when she saw a "cute" guy in the magazine. She didn't really think they were as unique as Naruto, but then this was what Sakura did, so she did it as well. Maybe Naruto likes girls who squeal at other men…?
"Hinata-chan! Where is dear Hinata-channnnn?" a man with a deep voice, though slightly gayish with an accent, called out.
"Coming!" she complied and walked to the guy. He had dark, long hair, black eyes, and a cool countenance. Hinata's cheeks became red, something she had taught herself to do to copy Sakura.
She was asked to sit down on the chair and to look at the mirror.
"So you want to dye your hair, eh? What colorrrr?" he asked, playing a bit with her hair.
"Well, I was thinking of pink. You know, like the Sakura trees! Pink is in now, right?" she asked.
"Uh huh… hmm… so pink it is ehhhhh?" he said, though not as a question, "But Hinata-chan, you have such beeaaauutifulll hair. Something like this should not be changed! I will feel terrible to ruin such beautyyyyy." He said dramatically, though he was actually telling the truth.
Hinata blinked at him. She stared at the mirror. Her hair was something she actually liked about herself, besides her eyes. It was a rare shade of blue, shiny, soft and smooth. Ino had complimented her about it and Sakura herself asked her how she kept it so beautiful. She didn't do anything to it, really. It was just naturally like that.
"But…I need to dye it, Pietro-san…" she 'reasoned' out.
Pietro sighed at this.
"OH! No, no, no, no! You are still a child, madam! Your hair may grow into something even more beautiful than it is today! And besides, it frames your face perfectly. It's so shiny and smooth and silky and soft! Many people die to have hair like yoursssss!" he said, starting to get perplexed. He REALLY didn't want to ruin anything.
"But…sir… AHEM. Come on! I know what I want! So just do it, man!" she yelled.
The customers and hairdressers stopped and looked at her. Hinata's cheeks turned bright red, this time it was real.
"Umm… yes, I'd like to dye my hair pink please… yeah…"
"I WILL NOT DO SUCH THING MADAM! IF YOU WANT PINK, I SHALL GIVE YOU A WIG!"
"I don't want a wig!"
"I don't want to ruin your hairrrr!"
"I've done many things already now all I need to do is dye my hair pink!"
"Many things? Like that wardrobe of yours! It's ugly, I am telling you! It does not suit youuu!"
"I just want to dye my hair, Pietro-stinky-pants!"
"I don't care if you even pay me more! I will not dye your hair! I am giving you a wig! That is finalll!"
"UGH! FINE! A WIG, THEN!"
Hinata was eating dinner on her bed again. Her body was sore…again. She had done the Sakura Sequence, or SS, a 500 times when she got home. But this time, she wore a pink wig. It looked exactly like Sakura's hair! She wondered… was Sakura's hair… no, it couldn't possibly be. Or maybe Sakura's hair was indeed THAT beautiful that designers started to copy it?
"She's always so perfect that everyone wants everything about her. And I was always no one… but now I'm someone! I'm someone! HAHAHAHAHA!"
She took another bite of her dinner.
"That Pietro… he said that my clothes were ugly. But I just copied Sakura's! And he said that my hair… was beautiful… So what if I dyed it pink anyway? He should've just dyed it! People nowadays are so weird! But then… Naruto-kun said that I was weird… Man, I don't know what to believe…"
Hinata looked at the calendar.
"WHAT THE HELL!" she jumped up.
There was a specific date encircled in red ink.
"But… that's tomorrow! That's… that's… AHEM! That's when Naruto-kun's gonna recognize me as a better person! He'll see in me what he sees in Sakura! He can't say no because I'm exactly like the person he loves! YEAH! GO ME! GO ME! GO ME!"
uh oh! Hinata's going to show Naruto her Sakura form! What will happen? Will he snap and dump her for good? Will he accept her as Sakura? Or will he give one of his speeches again about being true!
I bet you know already!
'Til next time!
