A/N: These are all drabbles which I felt were too short to make up whole chapters. Have fun. They don't necessarily have any continuity. Also, they're pretty old; I've given them a quick brush-up, so they are no longer true 100-word drabbles.

- - - - - Fourth, Fifth, Sixth Sunshine Stories - - - - -

- - - - - BLUE - - - - -

Blue was her favourite colour, for a while.

It's the colour of the sky, both at night when the world is at peace and during the day when life (and chaos) returns.

It's the colour of water, which is as calm and peaceful as she wishes she could be. (She wishes she could be beautiful and perfect and untouchable. But it falters as soon as she sees him. She wants him to touch her.)

It's the colour of the flowers that grow along the Hyuuga courtyard in their neat wooden boxes. They've been there ever since she was born. She doesn't know the name, although she's sure Hanabi does because whatever she's not good at Hanabi makes certain she is.

His eyes are not blue anymore.

- - - - -RAIN - - - - -

It was raining very heavily, and the sound soothed Hinata as she stood by the doors of the hospital. It made the air feel solid and grey and clammy and fresh. It was good to have solidity in your life, especially when your teammates lay half cut to pieces in their hospital beds.

A delivery truck moved off, leaving a slick of black on the pavement. Someone's stray cat darted beneath the bushes next to the parking lot. On the sidewalk, two schoolgirls walked by underneath a single yellow umbrella.

"Byakugan," she whispered, and watched outlines through the previously-impenetrable grey. Buildings and forests, far off in the distance, given a rain-halo.

"I hate the rain," he said from the lobby. "It always aims for me."

"It's because you wear bright orange, Naruto-kun," she smiled. "It's impossible to not see you."

- - - - - WHISKERS - - - - -

"Naruto-kun…"

"Huh? Hinata, what is it?"

It was after class, and most kids were still packing up their stuff. Sakura had fled as soon as the bell had rung, intent on catching Sasuke.

"U-um, I was wondering, why do you have those whiskers? Kiba-kun thinks they're marker."

"Whiskers? Oh, on my face! I've always had those, I guess. Ahahaha."

"Oh." She pushed her fingers together. "Well, they're, um… unusual..."

"Right. See you tomorrow! Bye!" He grabbed his notebook and left, dropping a pencil as he fled. She could swear he muttered "weird" as he left.

"…I think they're cute," Hinata added to the empty room.

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