Many thankies for your opinions. And for KlosetAuthor, sorry, most of my stories 1st chapters start out short but progressivly get longer. I'll try to put longer chapters and add more detail for mental images. Thank you for telling me! (chibi smile)
It was approximatly 5:30 pm. Hinata showed up at Sakura's place and knocked SO quietly that Sakura couldn't even hear.
"Oh well...I guess she forgot..." said Hinata as she dejectedly walked away. She almost walked into Naruto on the way down the walkway.
"EEP! N-naruto! Umm...I-I didn't see y-you there." said Hinata blushing slightly.
"Oh hey Hinata! Say, are you looking for Sakura-chan too?" asked Naruto happily.
"Ummm...Yes.I think that she forgot we were supposed to meet here." said Hinata sadly, rembering the original reason as to why she came there in the first place.
"Welllll...Maybe you weren't loud enough. After all, Hinata, you are pretty quiet." said Naruto as he went to go knock on Sakura's door.
"OI! SAKURA! YOU IN THERE!" yelled Naruto obnoxiously while banging on the door so hardly that he almost broke the door down. Then Sakura opened the door and Naruto punched her face instead of the door.
"OWWWW! NARUTO YOU BAKA! WHAT WAS THAT FOR!" yelled Sakura angrily.
"Oh, hi Sakura-chan...oops." said Naruto.
"Why you little- Oh HI HINATA! COME ON IN!" said Sakura. Hinata stepped inside and Sakura then slammed the door in Naruto's face. Litteraly.
"So what's first Sakura?" asked Hinata.
"I can't believe you acctually LIKE that baka..." said Sakura.
"He isn't a baka. He's sweet, just a little misunderstood. He means well." said Hinata in Naruto's defense.
"Awwww! Standing up for your man! How precious! Well, you passed my little test." said Sakura.
"...Test...?" asked Hinata confusedly.
"Yes. If you agreed with me or didn't say anything, then you wouldn't have really loved him and thus, I'd dissagree to help you change yourself for him. But you passed!" said Sakura jovally (sp?).
"Oh, I see..."said Hinata.
"ANYWHO! First things first...what is UP with your hair!" asked Sakura.
"Umm...I don't know...that's just the way it is I guess..." said Hinata.
"Well, that has GOT to go. Come with me and grab a towel." said Sakura as she and Hinata walked into the bathroom where Sakura sat Hinata down and pulled out her scissors. Then, with the kind of speed you only see in cartoons Sakura cut and cut Hinata's hair and THUSLY made it longer.
"Now... " Oh Sakura and Hinata will just continue their little makeover while we suddenly interupt Sasuke's thoughts on asking someone out to the dance party at Ino's.
"Hmm...Sakura was the ONLY girl with the guts to ask me out. I probably SHOULD go with her
(outside Sasuke's head) No no NO! This is so stupid! why should I go out with her? (a/n: Sasuke's concience will be in italics and his actual words will be normal. Oh my god Sasuke's talking to himself. Sakura's oficially driven him mad. Just kidding.) "Because she really and genuinely cares about you. Think about it romeo! Who was allways right there behind you! Sakura!" "That just proves she's one small step away from being a stalker..." " No...it means that she likes you enough to be there to catch you if you fall. Like that Green Day song Poprocks and Coke." (a/n: I love that song. I LOVE GREEN DAY! YEAH! If you don't like them and you feel like saying do in your review...don't cause I don't give a crap...--") "All this has made me want to do is go listen to Green Day..." " AND...?" "...And ask Sakura to the dance..." said Sasuke reluctantly as he went to go get his headset and Green Day CD's. Although secretly...he may not have been as reluctant as he let on...heh heh...or maybe he was just straightforwardly being upset..or maybe he- (readers) "ALLRIGHT ALRIGHT ENOUGH ALREADY!"
Meanwhile at inuzuka Kiba's house...
"Bark Bark!" said Akamaru, the mail was here and Kiba had a letter!
"YEAH! INO'S HAVING A VALENTINES DANCE AND I'M INVITED!" Said Kiba as he shot his fist into the air.
"Woof!" barked Akamaru.
"...Oh, that's right Akamaru...I suppose I DON'T have a date to the dance..."
"Haruuu!" howled Akamaru. (translation: well, you better not take me and put me in a dress like that other time!)
"I WAS FOUR!" yelled Kiba. "Sheesh...I knew that would come back to bite me in the a-"
"DING DING!" Rang the doorbell.
"OH CRAP!" yelled Kiba as a heard of dogs trampled over him and attacked the door.
"JUST A MINUTE! DON'T RING IT AGAIN!" Yelled Kiba as he lay on the floor in pain. He got up and answered the door and just before he tore into his lecture on how you should NEVER ring the door at the Inuzuka house he saw who was standing on his doorstep...
"Sasuke...? What are you doing here?"
"I need your advice." answered Sasuke.
"Umm...Okay, but why me? I barely know you." said Kiba confusedly.
"Everyone else is unavailable." Said Sasuke plainly.
"Oh, well come in!" Said Kiba as he motioned Sasuke in.
"So what's tour problem?" asked Kiba.
"I don't know who to ask to the dance. I mean, Ino want's me to ask her to the dance and since she's the one throwing the whole party, I feel obligated to but for a girl her age she is really horny and the whole thing may end in date rape. However Sakura asked me and my feelings for her...well, they don't exist. Plus, Naruto would be all over my case if I took Sakura and that would be annoying. However she's the only one with the guts to have asked me out so I don't know what to do. I don't even know Tenten so she's out. And Hinata's taken."
"By who!" Asked Kiba since he was going to ask her out.
"...Oh, I thought you were going to take her." said Sasuke. Not that he really cared. He had bigger problems.
"...Well...I-I Iwas..I..." Studdered Kiba as he blushed. "Never mind that now. Why don't you ask Sakura. She is crazy about you! But in a healthy, non-Ino way of course..."
"Hmm, perhaps you're right Kiba." said Sasuke standing up, "Thanks for the help." he said as he started twords the door.
"Sure." He said. "HEY SASUKE!" Kiba yelled after him.
"What!" he yelled back.
"How did you know I was gonna ask Hinata!"
"...Nevermind...!" yelled Sasuke.
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