Crystal Inferno: Yeah! Another chapter and more reviews!

Kiba: Whoop-di-doo. I'm not enthralled.

CI: Why?

Kiba: Because I'm not mentioned! I have not spoken for the last seven million chapters! Where's my debut? My shining moment to capture Hinata-chan's heart?

CI: After this chapter.

Kiba: Why are you always like this!

CI: Because…I'm the author. Anyways, Read and review.

Kiba: (glares) I hate you.

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Hinata's situation was pretty complicated at the moment. Here she was, crying for no reason imaginable, wondering why tears had been placed on her cheeks constantly throughout the day. Was it sign? That she would allow others to shed countless tears; that she would be the cause of their misery and demise?

I better not think much into it… Hinata thought, as she believed that only bad could come out of trying to find out what the fates sought out for her…what was her destiny.

She remembered when Neji had spoken about fate long ago, at the chunin exams when he was facing her heart's ache, Naruto. He had spoken that Fate was not something one could change; it could be altered or destroyed. It was just there and one must face the facts with fate. In a way, Hinata had believed him. She believed that it was her fate to be second best to her sister, Hanabi and to always be looked down upon as a shamed family member of the Hyuuga's. However, Naruto had beat Neji; him and all of his predetermined theories blown to smithereens in one fatal swoop. It was then that she had become stronger, in which she decided to be something, her own prodigy, her own ally, her own rival, her own friend. It was in that instant that she cared for herself, and saw herself as the true individual she was…Hinata…no Hyuuga attached within the walls of the name. Her strength was all because of Naruto.

"Naruto…" she whispered his name ever so faintly, silently blushing at the thought of his handsome face smiling at her with his exuberant, ocean-sky blue eyes. He, still, after two and a half years of being in total no-contact with one another, had a hold of her. It was rather scary really, that he would still make her blush…but only by the syllables of his name being pronounced on another's lips. She hated how Shino had reminded her of how Naruto would never see her true potential…as he only had eyes for Sakura.

This led to her thoughts wandering to Shino.

Shino was strange and peculiar, but he was indeed very unique. Various times had Hinata wanted to gaze into the eyes that he hid beneath his round, black sunglasses. She often blushed when thinking how handsome his face would be…but that only led to lead conclusions as being 'unfaithful' to her one true crush…as they certainly weren't boyfriend and girlfriend in that sense.

But Shino-kun had said something about looking in front of me for my answers…but why? What has been in front of me all this time that I haven't been able to comprehend? That I haven't been able to see the truth behind their mask? (A/N: Ah! You knew I was going to use it eventually, right?)

The answer seemed all too easy. There were tree people who she was unable to understand their motives, or hopes, or fears for that matter. They were the closest she had to brothers in a sense and their names were: Shino, Neji, and Kiba.

Kiba was a little easier to understand. He was loud and sometimes could be very annoying, but he had a kind heart and one that cared sincerely for others. He wanted others to feel jubilant and excited, like he did almost everyday. Except today, which he stormed pout of the training grounds obviously mad that Shino had considered him inferior to Hinata. Hinata knew that wasn't true but she did worry about what actions Kiba would commit if he was seen in such blind rage.

Neji, on the other hand, was not a simple being. He was mysterious in his own right; cold-hearted, ruthless, and a vigilante in his own, gutsy, and prestigious way. It was almost like he had his own way of the ninja. He wanted others to see how Fate was twisted, but at the same time, wanted others to realize that through their actions and goals, that perhaps miracles could come out of hard work.

Last, but definitely least on her mind was Shino…

"Shino-kun…" Hinata once again whispered extremely quietly, almost as if she was mouthing the phrase. But this came to a surprise to her. An image of Shino came to her mind. The one time, in which she had seen his coat off, was when they were taking a bath at a nearby pond and Shino had unclothed. His body was defined in every possible way. His abs were ripped, his chest was and arms were well defined and his legs had muscle curving in every direction. At the time, she was in nothing in shock since he had no coat but now…she blushed at the sight in her mind.

This was incuriously odd. Was she…was she developing feelings, affections for her isolated friend…it seemed like he had affections for…

"You shouldn't dwell on him…he never really understood your feelings…I mean it's been… two and a half years since you've seen him. You don't even if he is alive. Hinata, you are bright, cheerful, and caring. You shouldn't waste your affections on someone who can never see the real you…I mean, have you ever looked in front of you?"

Remembering what he said gave her the chills. She had an idea as to what he meant but at the same time it seemed unclear. He had rushed into his affections for her so quickly, she wasn't sure how to comprehend his actions. His heart, it seemed, was confused and perhaps torn, just like hers was being ripped from the perplexing dilemma that was these four extraordinary, independent young men.

Yet, Hinata, having no more energy, as she had cried for infinite and had a complicated night, fell into deep sleep, and wishing only for a clear head in the morning.

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Shino had just came home. His father was on a mission so the house was to himself. He ate and took a shower, then was about to go to bed when he noticed a peculiar letter on the desk of his father, Having nothing better to do in his hour of torment, rejection, and denial, he open the envelope and read the letter:

To my Dearest, Whose Soul is Entwined With Mine,

I cannot say how I love you only in such a short time. I'm not a great speaker but I do have poetic mind and I wish to explore its boundaries for you and only you, my love; whose eyes are the lightest shade of the sunset's heaven and whose hair is of honey dipped in the finest gold. You are an angel and deserve to be treated as one. I would serve you for eternity and after eternity's end I would perpetually be bound to you, as my heart would thrash if I were to lose my most divine goddess…….

Shino skimmed over the rest of the rather long letter, which was well-written and filled with figurative language and poetic monologues. He somewhat believed that his father wrote the letter…it was his handwriting after all and his signature was on it. Shino, thinking that maybe his father's talents sunk into him went up to his room and took put his feathered pen and a lavender sheet of stationary to match Hinata's eyes.

He was going to right a love letter.

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CI: I just needed to add that in they're as for you guys to know what Shino's thinking. Anyways, it was a tad short but I'm really tired. Maybe I'll redo it later. However, Shino's plots are probably foiled but it won't be by whom you think. I'll try to update soon! Please… Review!