Disclaimer: Honey, I don't need to own Naruto to write fanfiction.
Penname: LiveLoveLaugh
FanFiction Story: Such Sweet Sorrow
Summary: Sequel of Backstabbing Love In the Wheel of Fortune, Sakura tries her luck on men.
AN: I DON'T HAVE HOMEWORK TODAY! WOO! Enjoy this update!
Daily Happenings: 12:57 pm
The chakra moved fluidly through her body, flowing into the stream ways to her fingertips, pouring out of the pores of her palm, and surrounded her entire right hand like a fluorescent silvery glove. Spindly veins developed around her white eyes, dilating them into transparent mirrors that glimmered gray and purple. She smirked at the perfected chakra manipulation she had managed to do. So far so good, only a few more days of punctual training she would be able to perform the jutsu with an accurate use of the Byakugan.
Hanabi slid her left foot to the side and lifted up her right arm to be parallel to her bent knee. She lowered her left hand, palm up, down to her left foot and slightly pulled up her chin to look straight forward at the human-like dummy strapped around a tree. She grinned when she was able to search out the invisible conscious circle of deep green and hollow black, shining the perfect balanced symbol of the Yin and Yang.
With feline strength and grace, she moved to the dance as if she was the Blue-Throated Shiva walking magically through orange red flames of holy fires. With many of her multiple arms, her fingers flicked and mixed with one and other like water ripples. Her feet curved with her heels positioned in diverse ways, moving every necessary joint.
When each of her chakra-glowing fingers had touched each of the vital points of the dummy, the doll had exploded to streams of blackened burnt sand that spilled onto the grass like waterfalls. Soon only the rough fabric of the figure became only a raggedy old torn bag. The young Hyuuga smiled in satisfaction, taking in a deep breath.
Even though she wasn't as gifted as the prodigy Hyuuga Neji or her father, she wasn't very far off.
Her glimmering hitae-ate was tied tightly around her waist, connecting the most important things in her life: the Hyuuga Clan and Hidden Leaf Village.
She was already thirteen years old, going onto fourteen, with long raven hair that she left untied with two strands hanging in front of her signature Hyuuga marble eyes. Her developed muscles were shown on her small lean figure. Hanabi was clad in her everyday training long-sleeved shirt and pants of black cotton, with only the contrasting colors of bright red and yellow of the Hyuuga symbol on her forearm sleeve had shown brightly through the newspaper hues. Her Chuunin vest was folded neatly on a patch of fresh grass, just waiting to be worn.
Wiping sweat from her forehead, twining her slender fingers through her silky hair, she bounced to the cry in the distance. She turned her head quickly to the source of the noise. She flashed on her Byakugan, seeing only that of black and white through the stone cement and bamboo wooden walls.
It was from the Hyuuga Mansion tiled rooftop, two figures running through the household and snickers of success was heard. A stream of kunai and shuriken went flying on them. Three of her fellow Hyuugas in their late teenage years were yelling out curses and scolds at the two troublemakers.
Hanabi rolled her eyes, snapping out of her eye jutsu and placed her hand on her hip.
It was just them.
Two boys, who were around her age, had flew over the training field. One was taller and skinnier with a split bowl-cut of dark brown hair and a pair of round glasses pushed up to his black eyes was huffing and puffing through his inhaler sucking in his mouth as buckets of sweat poured off his stick-figure body. His face was contorted into utmost panic and fear. His nose was leaking snot and his mouth was scorched from the long morning's chase after his troublemaking friend.
The other boy had a giant smile on his tan face and a high tuft of dark hair tied with his favorite forehead protector, adorned with a trailing green scarf that flew from behind his speed that he soared through the sky like a flying squirrel. His green Chuunin vest was zipped high up to the collar line to show his pride in Konoha and his old pair of goggles had rest its place around his neck. Muscles worked his place into his body as he sped up roof after roof from the Hyuugas that chased after the brats.
"Aw! Come on Udon! You are such a caution freak!" Konohamaru laughed like a hyena, leaping off the rooftop.
"Konohamaru! I told you we were going to be in so much trouble!" Udon cried, his breathing became raspy when he ran after his overly-ecstatic comrade, "Oh dammit! Ebisu-sensei is going to kill us!"
Konohamaru scoffed disbelievingly with a smirk at his teammate, "What's the Closet Pervert going to do to us?"
"COME BACK HERE YOU TWO RUNTS!" One of the Hyuuga members screamed behind them, the guards themselves were worn out.
"HEY HANABI UP HERE!" Konohamaru exclaimed, whistling through two fingers when he leaped, like a proclaimed god he was, through the sunny sky with the golden orb that shined his figure emitting a wondrous feature and to have looked down to see the ice princess herself sweat-dropping at their activity.
Hanabi snorted when their forms disappeared, picking up her training trance again.
"Idiots."
"Man! That Tenten sure can worn Fuzzy Brows out!" Naruto laughed non-stop when he heaved the tattered remains of the Beautiful Green Beast of Konoha Rock Lee over his shoulder.
Not only did Tenten emitted her Twin Dragons on the leotard-clad boy, but also several showers of shuriken and kunai of all sorts and shapes, setting off a least three small explosive tags, with her seventy kicks and seventy punches. She had also scratched, slapped, burned, marked, and bit. Naruto snorted in amusement.
Hinata grimaced bashfully at the many bruises and cuts on Lee's body as she held on his other arm, mentally calculating how much of her special herbal cream she would need to rub on his raw flesh wounds.
Lee had two black eyes, scratches on his cheeks and burnt hairs of his thick eyebrows, sliced patches of bald spots on his bowl cut, a giant purple shiner was painted on his face, his skin-tight green jumpsuit was ripped and torn in all possible ways that his whole chest was showing, his Jounin vest had to be dry-cleaned immediately before the blood stains set in, his orange leg warmers were fried and dangling on his ankles that were being dragged by his two companions, blood was smeared and dripping from his broken nose, his Adam's apple was bruised slightly but not as badly as his arms and legs had taken, and slices of the green fabric were caused by the huge shower of weapons and sharpened edges of Tenten's fanatic attempts to punish him for her second round of failure in her hooking up plan.
'So about a bazillion healing creams would do,' Hinata thought, groaning from the pressure when Lee leaned more of his weight on her delicate shoulder.
"Hey, hey, I know you're in pain but that doesn't mean you have permission to be caressing my girlfriend!" Naruto teased nastily, earning both glares from the Taijutsu Specialist and the heiress.
"I'm not in pain!" Lee forced out of his gritted mouth, slowly trying to stand on his own feet sandaled feet but fell back effortlessly.
"W-We should take you to the Hokage-sama immediately…" Hinata whispered, full of concern.
"I have no i-idea what was going on with Tenten-san, s-she seemed so weird lately," Lee contemplated, putting more weight on the couple. Naruto and Hinata scowled, pushing up his arms before he actually suffocates them.
"Do you think she might not be feeling well?" Rock Lee asked, thoughtfully and worriedly, "She's not herself anymore!"
The couple glanced at each other.
"U-Uh…I-I d-don't t-think t-that's what i-it i-is, L-Lee-k-kun…" Hinata stuttered, turning pink.
Lee turned to Naruto's electric blue eyes, "What do you think it might be?"
The Uzumaki snickered, not even bothering to lie to the boy, "Gah, Lee! She's trying to hook up with a guy!"
"What do you mean by 'hooking up?' She can already hang out with me!" Lee exclaimed, still oblivious to naughty things.
Hinata blushed, looking away with embarrassment.
Naruto smiled a lecherous grin that could have had Jiraiya run for his money.
"I WILL NOT HAVE A JINX ON MY TEAM!"
Hyuuga Neji huffed and puffed like the Big Bad Wolf, ready to blow out some tornadoes, with the vein in his temple thumping sickeningly and his face was contorted into the tempered red colors of fury and anger. Haruno Sakura and Aburame Shino were taken back by the surprise roar coming from such a once composed and patient man. Danno Tobio was scared shitless and weapons in his duffel bag had torn through the fabric with kunais and sharp edges falling aimlessly on the dirt ground. The Fifth Hokage looked absolutely amused with her fingers curling under her chin as she observed the elite Jounin.
"I apologize, Neji-san, but you must oblige…" Tsunade murmured softly, with a mirthful grin.
"OBLIGE! HELL I WILL OBLIGE!" Neji bellowed, causing even blind kids to cry, "I WILL NOT ALLOW A HAZARD ON MY TEAM! HE WILL BE THE DEATH OF ME!"
"Good riddance…" Tobio whispered, in one of his short bursts when he clapped his hand over his mouth.
Neji glared at the bad luck ninja Hyuuga-style, turning his fiery white eyes at the Godaime, "What have I done to deserve this punishment…?"
The blonde smirked, "Well, nothing."
"Then why…?" His voice pressured every word that came out of his mouth.
The vein on his forehead could have burst at any moment.
"Since you did everything so well, and that all your missions were successful and not one failure—I just that you might like a…er, challenge…"
"IAMANELITEJOUNINANDIWILLNOTHAVEAFRICKINGJINXONMYTEAMDAMMIT!" Neji breathed fire. Tsunade snickered.
Sakura grimaced, whispering to Shino, "What's with that vein?" She pointed at Neji's forehead.
Shino pushed his sunglasses closer to his eyes with a sigh, "Don't ask."
"You'd been with Neji on a few missions, right?"
Shino looked at her lightly, "Yes."
Sakura glanced at the angry Neji, questioning, "Has…he ever been…this way…?"
Shino looked at Neji too, "Yes."
"To who?"
"I'm not sure."
"Should I be afraid…?"
"Be very afraid."
He'd remember he'd seen such amber hair tied into four ponytails in that state. With sharp dark forest green eyes that almost appeared like a hawk's with long dark eyelashes that made her look menacing yet enticing. Her lips were strewed into smirks and flirty smiles, and especially the pouts that had every man on their knees. The cobalt yukata dress had hugged her figure to most delicious way that young men ran into poles just looking at her. The way she moved her hips side to side seductively even though it was unintentional, but her curvaceous body had always caught anyone's attention.
Especially his.
She turned once, a fraction more, and then her entire front was turned to him. Her eyes widened, her smile enlarged with her white straight teeth showing. She waved with enthusiasm and ran over to his side with her giant lacquer black fan strapped to her back.
Oh, he dreads.
"Shika-kun! There you are!"
"You're here?" he asked, raising a slender brow.
"Well yeah!" Temari exclaimed, as if it were so obvious.
"Hn, good to see you," Shikamaru greeted.
And he was.
Though he enjoyed her visit a lot more if it weren't for the other men glaring at the lazyass.
"Last I heard you were getting married!" Temari threw her arms around him, her hair in his face, "Congratulations!"
She smelled like a meadow.
Shikamaru blinked, wondering where you could find a meadow in the Sand Village.
"When did you propose!" Temari exclaimed, jumping up and down.
"Two months ago."
"What!" She hit his arm playfully, "And you didn't tell me!"
"Sorry," he said monotone.
"To who!" she asked, excited, "When can I meet her!"
It wasn't brain surgery yet his mouth wasn't moving.
Wait a minute…
Kuso!
"Shika-kun? Yo, Shikamaru…?" her hand waved in front of his face.
How the hell did he forget the occasion?
"Goddamn it, Ino…" he muttered.
She's going to kill him.
Shikamaru ran away.
Temari cried after him.
Oh crap, he just remembered something.
He was supposed to meet her parents.
Troublesome.
He swore he saw that person somewhere.
He watched the scenery behind them, the fire hydrant going off crazy as middle-aged men tried their best to shut it off. He watched the children and women hide inside the shops and apartment lobbies. He watched the ninja dogs being restrained. He watched more and more villagers picking up fallen kunais and shurikens. He watched a pile of oranges rolling around with bruised peels and vitamin-C filled juices creating puddles. He watched people glaring at that person whose identity he had forgotten.
He tried his best to remember his name.
He watched the Hokage walking away with a satisfied smirk on her peach lips. He watched the Branch Member twist on his heel and stalk up to that person like a military officer with an absolutely pissed-off look. He watched the vein on his bandaged forehead grow bigger. He watched Sakura-chan and the Bug Freak look cautiously at his approaching form with a battered Thickbrows on his shoulder and his girlfriend's.
He watched Neji use his height as an advantage to measure himself down on the shaking stranger, while establishing his rules.
"From now on, you stay at least two feet away from me. You will obey my rules. You will not take a step without my permission. You will not sneeze without my permission. You will not go to the restroom without my permission. You will not talk to another person without my permission. If you talk to me, if you speak to me, your jugular is mine to choke. If you touch me, your hands will be severed and framed on my mantle. If you—"
"Yo Neji, maybe you should cool it…" Sakura-chan laughed nervously.
The Prodigy glared fiercely at the pink-haired beauty, "Fine, but I'm telling you that this klutz better not mess up any of my missions."
"He won't, you just don't give him any faith," the medic-nin pressured, her hands akimbo.
Neji glanced at the shaking fool with analyzing eyes, dismissing him immediately, "He seems very useless for a ninja."
"WHAT? I'm not!" the brown-skinned man cried, puffing up his chest like a peacock, "I have many qualities! Wait until you see!" He quickly unzipped his duffel bag accidentally letting tons of cable wires and sharp-edged weapons spill out, missing his big toe by seconds. He coughed into a fisted hand, "T-that wasn't part o-of it…"
"You have to be kidding, I know your records like the back of my hand," the Branch Member gazed deeply down on the young man, "You're not as skillful to be in my team."
The boyish face contorted into a deep crease of hurt, picking up the last of his dignity, "Then explain how I got to be Jounin!"
"Probably by dumb luck…" he muttered to himself, not even caring what the shinobi had to say.
"Hey! I was very good in my examinations!" his face faltered a bit, "Though I didn't exactly passed with flying colors…" he whispered to himself, grinning nervously,
"Fine then," Neji narrowed his eyes, watching his eyes clumsily sparkle, "Show up tomorrow morning for Cell Twenty-Six's first training so I can evaluate you."
"Y-Yes," the jinx murmured, embarrassed with happiness.
"But I'm just amazed on how you became Jounin in the first place…" the Hyuuga stuck up his nose in impatience, "You don't seem to be very useful…"
"You're really not being fair!" the ninja cried, furrowing his brows, "I am very useful! I can do many amazing things! The Danno Clan is known very well for their specialties!"
"The Danno Clan? What clan?" Neji snorted, anal-retentively, "Aren't you the first ninja in several generations after your great-great-great-grandfather?" Like he had mentioned before, he knew everyone's records like the back of his hand—oh cool, is that a freckle? Wait, anyway—
"…yeah—but I'm great! Wait until you see what I can do!" the tan-skinned boy boasted, swinging his gigantic duffel bag over his thin shoulder almost collapsing backwards. Just looking at that poor fool had given everyone the impression of a weakling, with his breakable twig body and limp noodle legs. The ridiculous yellow X-smiley sticker was pasted on his loose hitae-ate had him hopelessly judged as a child, not that of a Jounin.
It was then Naruto noticed something. That face. That hair. That voice. Those clumsy movements. Those jumpy steps he took. The shade of blue he wore underneath his Jounin vest. Those cheeks. That skin. Those eyes. That hand. That elbow—
(GASP!)
A flashback came back to him. All the way back to his very early Genin days, probably the first day—yeah, now that he remembered, it was the first day.
It was such a naïve year when Chibi Naruto had a huge crush on cute Sakura-chan, dressed in his ridiculous orange jumpsuit and tied around his head was his hitae-ate—or Iruka-sensei's. He grinning like an idiot, all proud when he passed the uninitiated final exam after administering a thousand Kage-Bunshins on Mizuki-sensei—and he sure kicked that traitor's ass—but that's not the point.
The point was when he sat where Sakura-chan wanted to sit, she pushed him away and started to flaunt at Sasuke-teme—who thought he was all cool with his chicken-back hair and rock-like sitting position. Did he mention he was a bastard?
Well, it was then when Naruto became rivals with Sasuke-kun, joining the three-man team with Sakura-chan and that pervert Kakashi-sensei reading that disgusting book and also set off the Thousand Years of Pain Technique on his ass! My gods it hurt like hell—wait, wait, that's going overboard. Who did that guy remind him of? Oh right—
He could have swore he, being the hot guy he was, had jumped on the table and crouched to Sasuke-teme's level with a fierce glare to make any pussy scream bloody murder. Then, then he could have sworn something ricochet off his ass—
An elbow. A brown-tan-skinned elbow connected to a thin shoulder to a twig neck to a this boyish face with that kind of tied hair and blue hitae-ate, but without that stupid smiley stick—
THEN he KISSED Sasuke-TEME!
(GASP AGAIN!)
It was disgusting! It was like kissing Akamaru, that stupid white mutt that Kiba brings with him in his hood, but at least the dog would have had the consideration to eat a mint or something—
HOLD UP! Did he just mention an elbow had pushed him towards Sasuke's fish lips?
That elbow had belonged to a person who he thinks is that person but not really sure who that person is but maybe he ask another person who probably knew that person personally and confirm it like a mature adult—
Things in his mind began to click.
(GASP SOME MORE!)
"YOU FUCKING JINX!" Uzumaki Naruto exclaimed, his eyes flaring up.
(Faint!)
His lips tinged, his cheeks burned with fire of still upsetting humiliations. Like a sword that stabbed through his pride, he dropped Lee like a sack of potatoes on top of his shocked girlfriend. The people around them stared at the demon vessel like he was crazy. It was then Tobio jumped back when he noticed him, and recognized, and remembered that Academy accident.
"I-It w-wasn't m-my fault!" He squealed, already running backwards and molding his chakra around his feet to leap away, knocking down a pile of newspapers and pigeons.
"COME BACK HERE YOU STUPID JINX!" Naruto growled, folding the sleeves around his arms.
"Naruto!" Sakura-chan yelled, "What the hell are you doing!"
"N-Naruto-k-kun! S-Stop!" Hinata, who remembered Tobio, had accidentally dropped the heaping mass of Lee on the ground.
Rock Lee crumpled on the dirt, groaned in pain. Hinata shrieked, clapping a hand over her mouth and picked up his body apologizing over and over again. Tobio was literally running away, Neji was yelling back for him.
"HEY! I'M NOT DONE WITH YOU YET!" Neji exclaimed at Tobio, being held back by Sakura. Naruto went full speed, for his pride and God's speed, he will not be humiliated. Soon the two fools began to chase each other all around the rooftops, bouncing off porches and windows, breaking off pipes attachments and tiles. For some ironic reason, Tobio seemed to know how to control his speed as he dashed away from near death and had tickled sealed fate.
"Oh God! Lee-san! How the heck did you get beaten up so badly!" Sakura cried, seeing all those cuts and bruises. Rock Lee chuckled nervously.
"W-Well there i-is an e-explanation…" Lee smiled clumsily.
"Get down here now Danno!" Neji yelled, forcing himself not to engage in this idiotic child's play.
While Hinata squealed and whimper at the excitement of Naruto and Tobio race, residents began to come out their shops and stop yelling out their wares, they all watched and clapped in applause at the terribly put on show. Naruto, with his Kill-Jinx signs and Tobio, with his Not-My-Fault logos, and Sakura with her typical I-Need-to-Heal medic behavior over Lee's I'm-Fine tactics, Neji's going off with his human-hose Worship-Me yells, only stood a single sane, kind of weird, guy in the middle.
Shino adjusted his sunglasses, as he watched all this, "Oh. Tobio. I remember him."
To Be Continued
Yes folks, that concludes today's daily happenings of Hanabi's training, Konohamaru and Udon's troublemaking, Tenten kicking Lee's ass, Naruto and Hinata hoisting up the injured fool, Shikamaru meets Temari and almost forgets to meet Ino and her parents for lunch, Neji bitching with Tsunade, Tobio being introduced, Neji threatens Tobio, Naruto chases Tobio, Sakura acts the nurse, Hinata tries to calm things over, and Shino stands lone.
Sorry, but you have to wait for the update.
Training will begin next chapter!
To Senko: No, Tobio is NOT an OC. His behavior, personality, and last name is just made up by the authoress LiveLoveLaugh.