PLEASE READ A/N: Hey guys I appreciate all your reviews! Each one makes me so giddy inside. I've noticed that some of you are wondering who the dominant pairing for the story will be. So tell me which pairing are you rooting for the most? Not that the majority will change anything XD I already have the plot made ;P but I'm curious to see what your predictions are! I hope you can enjoy this story despite whatever Hinata ends up with :)

Sasuke felt his head throb, he could feel each blood vessel in his head swell with heat. His eyes watered as his high came down and a headache so severe took its place. Was he screaming?

Cool hands brushed the hair from his forehead. And his breathing slowed down. His eyes sight went in and out of focus. "Sasuke?"

He tried to respond but his teeth felt like gummy candies and his gums tingled with numbness. He vaguely could make out Hinata, her brows drawn tight and her eyes a frizzy mess.

"You Uchihas are so sensitive." She muttered under her breath. She started to whisper something and placed her hand on his forehead once again. This time he could feel her… power trickle its way down through his mind and body.

He sat up, his body feeling rejuvenated and that blaring headache now diminished to slight discomfort. "What did you make me drink."

She calmly rolled up her sleeve, revealing a wrap bandage slightly tinged with blood. "Just some blood."

He didn't know what to say. He felt embarrassed. He felt...confused.

"Sasuke you're a Vampire."

Neji loves Hinata.

She's sweet and kind and always made him his favorite soba noodles on his birthday. When they were little he had hated her for a while. His father died when casting some spell with his brother. But Hinata's dad lived. His didn't. So for a time, he was jealous.

He was 10 and she was 6. He'd been living with his uncle for a few months and he had decided it wasn't fair. He was going to kill her.

So He snuck into his uncle's study and grabbed one of the more scary looking spell books off the shelves. Picking out a spell that would cause her heart to boil right inside her chest. He must admit, he was an emo ass kid. He drew a shaky spell circle, grabbed some leftover goat blood from the fridge, and stuttered his way through the spell. Nothing had happened. That night he cried angrily in his pillow wishing for his father.

A hesitant knock on his door startled him. And he instantly stifled his tears. He hated it when his uncle tried to comfort him. His uncle was his father's twin and it hurt to see somebody you knew was dead walk around every day. Hiashi felt guilty, that's why he tried so hard to comfort Neji whenever he felt something was off. It was overbearing and Neji was getting sick of being asked if he was ok. He wasn't.

"Go away, uncle." Neji sighed loudly into his pillow. His locks built a barricade over his face and he closed his eyes.

The door creaked open just a tad and threw the gaps in his hair he saw little feet in the doorway.

"A-are y-you o-o-ok?"

He felt all the pent up anger he held fall away. He was exhausted and being angry was tiring. Of course, she had to come in here, right after he just tried to murder her and ask him if he was ok. He turned his head to face the wall. His patience exasperated "Go away Hinata."

He heard her move and the door shut and instantly he felt relieved.

Suddenly he heard movement and felt as she climbed onto the bed. "I h-heard you c-crying…"

He wanted to scream at her or push her off the bed, but he felt so incredibly… numb. Like there was a constant white noise in the background and a weight on his chest. He ignored her.

He could feel the pressure of the mattress shift as she moved from the edge of the bed. Her hands played with his hair.

"My mom does this to me when I'm s-sad." She whispered, running her cool fingers over his scalp.

Still, he said nothing. His eyes were so heavy.

She then engulfed him completely, she sat on his back and leaned over, digging her hands under his arms. He could feel her heart beating calmly in her chest on his back, her grip tight on his shirt despite being squished under his stomach. She laid her chin on his shoulder and said nothing.

"I know y-your not ok Neji nii." She whispered into his ear. He felt something warm and wet roll down his cheek.

"I wish I c-could-"

"Could what?!" He finally snapped, pushing her off him. His eyes were angry and red from tears. Hinata sat stunned for a second. A small frown making its way onto her face, she looked down and fiddled with the fingers.

"I'm not sure… I-"

"You could die."

She stopped, her eyes sad as she looked at him. He could feel her pity for him waft off in waves and he felt sick. "Just get out Hinata."

And she did, she slid off the tall bed and made herself scarce. As soon as the door shut, he plopped back down. His laid ramrod straight, his eyes feeling fuzzy as he stared up at the ceiling. This wasn't his home, or his bedroom with all his toys, or his lightning McQueen night light, or his full metal alchemist posters. He cried some more. He just wanted to go home.

The door opened again. Hinata said nothing as she walked over to the bed.

"Leave me alone!"

She said nothing. Her hand moved from behind her back revealing a tweety bird stuffed toy. She gently placed in on his chest and then kissed him on the cheek, her face red.

"I-i-i… sometimes I d-d-ont sleep well at night. But tweedy helps." She stuttered out from behind her bangs. Before he could even open his mouth she scurried out of the room as fast as lightning.

He sat up, looking at the door she just ran out of. He could see the light of the hallway flicker out. She must've turned them off before going back to her room.

He looked back down at his lap where the bird lay. Its big blue eyes and yellow feathers hurt his eyes. Why did she have this monstrosity? He snorted a bit. She was only 6… He bit his lip thinking about what he had tried to do earlier.

He punched the stupid yellow thing in its face and threw it across the room. Angrily he wrapped himself into his blankets and shoved his face into the pillow, trying to will himself to sleep.

At 2 AM he woke up from his 3rd nightmare. Reluctantly he grabbed the yellow plush from the corner of the room and hugged it tight before closing his eyes.

The next day he decided not to glare at her when she said good morning to him.

Hinata started to grow on him ever since then.

Now he can't help but blame himself for what she has become.

Ino Yamanaka was a mind reader. It was simple. All she had to do was watch the way people talked, the way they moved their hands, the slight twitches of the brows, and the shifting in the eyes. Most people were easy to read, some… not so much.

Like Hinata Hyuuga.

At first, Ino thought she was easy to read. She blushed bright red whenever she felt embarrassed, nervous, happy, sad, honestly, that girl blushed a lot. So it was easy to tell surface emotions like that. But, that's all she could tell. Ever.

There was nothing deep to the Hyuuga girl. Every facial expression seemed practiced, every smile felt constructed. Like someone putting on a mask of who they think Hinata Hyuuga should be. Basic and flat, barely scratching the surface.

Ino Yamanaka was a mind reader. Hinata had no mind to read. And if she did, it was concealed so well… it was scary.

Ino noticed something was off about Hinata in Calc class a couple of months ago. The professor had asked everyone to get into groups and her, Hinata, and Sakura all ironically ended up together. As usual, she and sakura got to arguing right away.

"Sakura you dumb cow! This goes here, you carry that over!"

"I don't need you to tell me Ino Pig! If you would just let me do it you would see I was just about to do that!"

"No, you weren't forehead! I just watched you put that into the calculator wrong."

"You can also solve it like this you bitch so don't even try it!"

"SURE! But you and I both know if you do the problem like this it cuts the work in half!"

"Oh well excuse me for trying to exercise my brain a bit! You should try it!"

"Yeah well, whatever brain 'workouts' you're doing are clearly shit since you're still a fucking dumbass."

"Well, whose grade is higher the INO PIG!"

"Guy's let's stop arguing and just do the work?" Hinata had cut in interrupting their speal. Ino remembered Sakura had turned to Hinata with venom in her eyes.

"How about you just shut up bitch."

Now, any normal person would have had a very foul reaction, no matter how 'nice' they were. Ino expected Hinata to frown up and get quite, maybe just maybe speak up and tell sakura she was being rude if she felt brave. Maybe even blush out of humiliation.

Instead, she laughed.

And turned to the notebook, ignoring Sakura.

This started Ino. Deeply. Because it felt so incredibly out of character. Even Hinata's body language screamed 'I don't care'. It reminded her of her pet snake at home. It would watch as the mouse scurried around in the tank, squeaking and making a ruckus of its den. The funny thing is, is that the snake never did anything, just watched in silence because it knew that it held the power. And when the snake got hungry, it ate the mouse, simple as that.

A small shiver went down Ino's back as she curiously watched the Hyuuga girl go over the problems. Sakura silently seethed, not really having anything to say.

The class ended and they turned in their group paper, it was her last class and also Hinata's for the day so they walked out of the building together.

As Ino walked to the car she remembered seeing Hinata get into a big black truck, the driver came out and opened the passenger side door. It was a young man with flowing chestnut brown hair and ghost eyes. He caught her staring and glared at her from across the parking lot.

For a second she swore she saw veins flash all around his eyes, but it happened so fast she couldn't be sure.

On the way home, she drove in silence, her mind swirling with the complexity of the Hyuuga girl. She thought she had everybody at that school figured out. Naruto the ditzy blonde with a dark side, Sasuke a handsome but awkward loner, Sakura the cute drama queen, Hinata the shy sweetheart.

She thought back to their class, the interaction between Sakura and Hinata was so small, could easily be brushed off. But... something...something just didn't sit right in her stomach.

Ino shook her head, brushing the memory of that day off her mind.

Ino looked from the corner of her as she pretended to dig around in her bag. Sasuke had just walked Hinata to their class. They stood by the doorway whispering to each other. She couldn't make out what they were saying but body language said everything she needed to know. Sasuke leaned against the wall but his body leaned forward towards Hinata, his eyes focused intently on every word that came out of her mouth. Hinata was leaning back a bit, her arms folded close keeping distance between the two. But her eyes…

Hmm.. interesting.

Sakura bumped past, jolting Hinata with her shoulder.

Ino tried not to laugh at the obvious jealousy.

Then Hinata did something that sent shivers down her spine. She smirked, right at Sasuke, and he smirked back.

What were those two up too?