Man it's been a long time. I'm going to graduate on Friday (goodbye my friends) and I feel both sad and glad. Oh well, here's the fic (TT whaa)
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DISCLAIMER (What do you think): I do not own Naruto. . . duh (In case you have not already noticed, I'm having one of those teenage episodes)
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Ch. 3: What Happened To Us?
As I said before, I left Sasuke alone. And as I left him alone, we both grew older. Hanabi surpassed me and father and Neji-nisan continued to neglect me. I hated myself, but I was still too weak to do anything about it. It was also around that time that I started to develop a "crush" on Naruto. Sasuke became even more attractive and seemed to cool down ever since the massacre, but he still distanced himself from society.
I liked going to school (although most people would rather stay in bed). It was the easiest way for me to see Naruto. Many times I would look at Naruto and then my eyes would wander to Sasuke's figure. Luckily he would not turn back to see my eyes. He had enough fangirls looking at him and had gotten used to it. Then I always regained my senses and returned to my schoolwork.
Graduation never had such a joyous yet depressing ring to it. Yes, I was happy, but graduating would mean less stolen glances at Naruto and Sasuke. As I emerged from the crowd, I found Naruto sitting on the tree swing with his trademark goggles instead of a forehead protector. I also heard some of the parents saying how wrong it was for Naruto to be a ninja. Sometimes I wanted to go up to him and tell him, "You're a going to become a great ninja!" but Sasuke kept popping up inside my head. I started to head home. When I came to a corner, I saw Sasuke leaning against a wall.
"Hello Hinata," he muttered in a casual tone.
"U-umm. . . he-hello Sasuke," I replied nervously.
"Hinata. . . what happened to our friendship?"
"Don't you remember? You told me to leave me alone."
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean it in that way."
"I know. You were angry and needed time."
"Thanks for understanding Hina-chan."
I started to blush when he used my old nickname. I started to flush when he took my hand and put his lips upon my knuckles. I stood there as he started to walk away.
Like it? Hate it? So-so? Then review!
THANK YOU TO ALL MY REVIEWERS (that makes my work feel good)
DISCLAIMER (What do you think): I do not own Naruto. . . duh (In case you have not already noticed, I'm having one of those teenage episodes)
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Ch. 3: What Happened To Us?
As I said before, I left Sasuke alone. And as I left him alone, we both grew older. Hanabi surpassed me and father and Neji-nisan continued to neglect me. I hated myself, but I was still too weak to do anything about it. It was also around that time that I started to develop a "crush" on Naruto. Sasuke became even more attractive and seemed to cool down ever since the massacre, but he still distanced himself from society.
I liked going to school (although most people would rather stay in bed). It was the easiest way for me to see Naruto. Many times I would look at Naruto and then my eyes would wander to Sasuke's figure. Luckily he would not turn back to see my eyes. He had enough fangirls looking at him and had gotten used to it. Then I always regained my senses and returned to my schoolwork.
Graduation never had such a joyous yet depressing ring to it. Yes, I was happy, but graduating would mean less stolen glances at Naruto and Sasuke. As I emerged from the crowd, I found Naruto sitting on the tree swing with his trademark goggles instead of a forehead protector. I also heard some of the parents saying how wrong it was for Naruto to be a ninja. Sometimes I wanted to go up to him and tell him, "You're a going to become a great ninja!" but Sasuke kept popping up inside my head. I started to head home. When I came to a corner, I saw Sasuke leaning against a wall.
"Hello Hinata," he muttered in a casual tone.
"U-umm. . . he-hello Sasuke," I replied nervously.
"Hinata. . . what happened to our friendship?"
"Don't you remember? You told me to leave me alone."
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean it in that way."
"I know. You were angry and needed time."
"Thanks for understanding Hina-chan."
I started to blush when he used my old nickname. I started to flush when he took my hand and put his lips upon my knuckles. I stood there as he started to walk away.
Like it? Hate it? So-so? Then review!