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NOTE: Questions from the reviews are answered in the dialogue.
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Hinata was now on the 'N' section of the shelves. Still wondering and despising Sakura for how she had set her up so easily, her mind began to wonder to all the times Sakura and she had spent together:
Flashback
It was a nice afternoon after going for a quick run in the track field. Hinata was walking towards the park to stop by the lake and admire the scenery as she always did during Saturday afternoons. The wonderful trees that surrounded the lake seemed to drop leaves every second, the leaves dancing around in the wind and joining others on their way to a new part of the park.
Hinata's thoughts, however, were interrupted when Sakura joined her and they started to talk like they always did. Soon, it became dark and Hinata had explained that she had to go before it got any darker.
While the two young girls were walking towards Hinata's mansion, they saw Naruto, Kiba, Sasuke, and Gaara gathered around sitting on the sidewalk. They both knew that Gaara had come to visit his friends from hours of torture at his new business-place. Without any disregard, they continued walking towards the boys. Hinata, being the shy one, walked before Sakura –faster and faster –so that she could pass the group before they noticed.
Sakura, however, had a different plan in mind. She just happened to decide that she would brush against Hinata roughly –with just enough energy to topple her over. And so she did, and Hinata landed in a very awkward position with Gaara. She would have fainted then and there, but the looks she was receiving from the passing people made her gather the courage to slide from underneath Gaara and run home. In fact, she was so embarrassed that she covered a mile in ten minutes.
End of Flashback
Okay, she thought, maybe that wasn't the best example of the time I've spent with Sakura, right? Thinking harder, another time that she had spent with Sakura had kicked back into her memory:
Flashback
It was another beautiful afternoon –as well as our favorite blonde's birthday. It was Naruto's birthday and Hinata and the rest of the gang had set up a party for him at the beach. It was supposed to be a half- formal party –nothing involving swimming and tackling. And so, she had bought a very nice gift for him and was waiting for this day.
Dressed into a white and blood red dress that reached two inches above her knees, she had spent at least three hours getting dolled up. She had straightened her hair which was tangled after her afternoon run, and had taken a shower. Now, all was left was to go to the party safely and return without getting embarrassed.
I will definitely have to avoid Sakura, she had thought. Don't want that 'accident' to occur again, now do we? Although she had forgiven Sakura for that 'accident', it was still clear to her that she had done it on purpose –Hinata was not as dense as everyone thought she was.
She had reached the party and had noticed that everyone was gathered around a table and were waiting for the last guest to arrive –her. Although she wasn't the kind to be late, she had spent a lot of time on getting ready. And so, when she arrived, she was measured up and down on, and then was greeted.
The party was nearing an end as everyone talked and had their fun. The time of the gifts had come. First was Sakura's gift –which was a book on how to not annoy the female species. Sasuke's gift was a 30-day pass for the Ichiraku Ramen Bar. Gaara's, Temari's, and Kankuro's gift was a two-month pass for a night club. Chouji was going to treat Naruto out for an all-you-can-eat BBQ buffet. Neji's, Tenten's, and Lee's gift was a five-foot-long samurai sword. Now, it was time for Hinata's gift to be opened.
Her gift was far more unique then anyone else's. It was a sculpture of a fox which was carved out of a giant pearl. The fox's eyes were emerald stones and the ends of its toes were pitch-black onyx. The tip of the fox's tail as well as the tongue which was sticking out from its mouth –as if taunting the opponent –was a dark ruby. The gift itself cost more than a million, but it had only cost Hinata her time and her unending search for precious stones, as well as weeks of studying in the library as to figure out how you could carve a pearl perfectly. (A/N- You can carve a pearl, right? I saw a small sculpture in a museum that was made from pearls once.)
Her perpetual search and diligence was rewarded with many hugs and a kiss from Naruto. She was never happier in her life. Never. Except for when Sakura pushed Hinata out of Naruto's grasp and made her land into the ocean's deep blue waters. What a lovely day to pick a white and blood red dress, no? And so, she was embarrassed and furious yet again.
Calmly as she could, she began to slip out of the water, holding her dress in the most protective way she could. As soon as she hit shore, she raced back home twice as fast as she did from the incident before.
End of Flashback
Aww, c'mon…, she thought, there has to be at least one time that I've made it alive without being embarrassed when I was with Sakura. With that, she thought for the third time of a memory shared with the Sakura:
Flashback
It was exactly 7:40 in the morning and Hinata had made her way to high school in her uniform. Walking carefully down the corridors, she opened her locker and continued on with her classes until it was time for gym.
Every one of the gang was there: Naruto, Kiba, Shino, Chouji, Gaara, Kankuro, Temari, Shikamaru, Ino, Sakura, and so on and so forth. Hinata made her way towards the gang who had already noticed she was there. Normal greetings flew out of their mouths until a shrill sound of a whistle blew.
Gai –the 'youthful' gym teacher stood there waiting for the class of teenagers to calm down as well as quiet down. Once quiet and calm, he first ordered the boys to do 7 laps, then the girls to do 7 laps. After that came the handstands. One minute of the handstands for the boys passed and it was time for the girls to do handstands.
Tucking her shirt into her gym shorts, she did the handstand and waited there for what seemed to be 20 seconds until she saw a pink head bobbing up and down –walking straight towards her. She immediately knew something bad was going to happen, but she didn't want to get a low grade on her score since Thursday gym classes were the classes in which they were tested. She then remembered –Sakura had used her pass to go to the bathroom before the girls started to do the handstands. She planned this! Hinata practically hissed inside of her mind.
Walking straight towards her, it was now 40 seconds done, 20 to go. 20… she was half a court away. 19… now she was slowing down her pace. 18… she was three quarters of the way there. 17… she was now two quarters of the way there. 16… only one quarter of the way was she there now. 15… Sakura was a yard away from her. 14… she was now standing in front of her, smirking. 13… she was touching Hinata's shirt. What the hell? Don't people notice what's going on around here! She then noticed the boys staring… She hissed out towards Sakura –but it was too late –Sakura had pulled her shirt down –revealing her undergarments for the world to see…
Sakura laughed hysterically as the gym went silent, the only noise was Hinata's shuffling to get her shirt back down… She will pay one day…was all Hinata could muster at that second before she ran off in a complete daze towards her lockers to get her normal clothes back on.
End of Flashback
…I'll try at least once more to remember a time when something embarrassing didn't happen…Straining to remember, she thought about the last thing she could muster at this time of night:
Flashback
It was the night of Temari's birthday and she had convinced both girls and boys to have a sleepover at the Sabaku Mansion. Everyone from the gang was there and was dressed up into their pajamas already.
Everyone was getting comfortable into their sleeping bags after a long night of playing poker, truth or dare, and other games that would have to entertain Temari –since it was her birthday party.
The lights went out at 4:00 A.M. and everyone slept in their sleeping bags. Hinata was unusually knocked out and was sleeping heavily.
In the morning, everyone awoke to find that only Hinata was sleeping. "She sleeps like a baby…" Temari voiced out loud the thing that everyone was thinking of.
Sakura had an evil smirk on her face. "Hey girls… Want to have some fun before the party dies?"
The girls nodded while the boys looked at them like they were creatures from hell… They didn't know what they were saying but only lasted enough to see them nod and listen intently to Sakura's plan. But of course, Tenten and Temari disagreed to the plan and voiced out loud for the whole room to hear that, that was the most disgraceful and unforgiving plan they had ever heard of. With that, they had stomped out of the room –pulling the boys out with them by their ears.
Hinata had awoken to find that she was very comfortable. Looking up, she saw that it was 12:00 and that she had overslept. Looking sideways, she remembered that she was in a sleepover for Temari's birthday. Without furthermore hesitation, she walked downstairs to where the others should have been waiting.
When she reached the kitchen, everyone's eyes fell onto her and she began to feel rigid. Looking down, she gasped as she saw that she was only wearing lingerie. "WHAT THE HELL?!" With that she ran upstairs and dressed up into her clothes. She packed up her sleeping bag and stormed out of the house without saying so much as a goodbye.
End of Flashback
When she had remembered that last memory, Hinata decided the obvious –the crystal clear –Sakura, not anyone else, was the cause of her embarrassing predicaments.
While in the middle of remembering all these rather interesting memories, she noticed that she was finished with the 'Z' section and that she could finally go home. "Finally…" she voiced out loud.
Behind her boomed a cold voice, "Finally what?" It was obviously the Gaara.
"Uhh… nothing… So do you want anything else at this late hour?" She stressed the word late so that Gaara would know how much he had overworked her.
Gaara took the emphasis on the word late to no concern at all. He just answered playfully, "Sure, I want some tea. The ingredients and the kettle are right over there by the fireplace. You can use the fireplace to cook it, too."
He stared at her as she twitched her right eye and began walking towards the fireplace. More like dragging, he thought. She placed the ingredients inside the kettle and held the kettle into place by a metal bar. When the tea began to hiss, she edged it away from the fire and filled up a cup with the tea and placed it in front of Gaara.
"Now… anything else you might need?" She managed to hiss out the last words.
He looked at her up and down and a smirk tugged onto his lips yet again. "Why don't you pour some tea for yourself and we'll have a chat?"
She went and poured some tea into a cup, knowing that she didn't really have a choice as to say 'no' to his offer.
As she began to sit herself down, he started by saying, "Just to make it easier for you, Sakura met me during the High School years and she began to work in upper status –for example, with Tsunade- so she's somewhat of my business partner too. As for you, I asked Sakura to get me an employee and you were her choice. As for one part of the contract, the playdate opportunity – means something like this. Going out for coffee or tea and such is considered as a playdate."
She just nodded, staring off into oblivion. "So, now that you're done with your speech, may I go home?"
"No. I need you to sort out the folders by labeling them from A-Z. Then you will need to take all the paperwork I have scattered around this room and sort it out by the last name of the person who sent it. Any questions you might want to ask?"
Without answering, Hinata walked off towards the boxes that held new folders. Labeling them with the labels that came with them, she walked over to a pile of papers and read the names of the people that sent them to Gaara.
She had already piled every single paper by its first letter already, and it was already five in the morning. Yes, Gaara had worked her very hard and she still needed to put the papers into alphabetical order. Starting from the 'A' stack, she began to sort them out and was interrupted by a cough behind her.
Turning around and seeing that it was only Gaara, she assumed her previous position and went back to sorting out the papers into their rightful order.
Angered and agitated, Gaara grabbed her wrist roughly and pulled her up –earning a gasp. "Did you need anything?"
"Yes," was his only answer as he began making his way through towards his desk. Taking the hint, he was followed in suit by Hinata –who stood a foot away from him, waiting for him to order what he wanted.
He wasn't the one to start such a conversation that wouldn't be of use to him, but he did anyway –"Well, Sakura told me that that's the only dress you have that would fit the club's uniform, so I want to take you to the plaza in order to get you some clothes that would suit your form as well as my club's code."
She was uneasy and angered at the thought of having to wear more clothes that resembled the one that she had on right now, but it was an order, not an offer. Reluctantly nodding and rubbing her eyes, she sighed and trudged towards the door, Gaara following her footsteps in suit.
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Hmm…so tired… anyway, I hope you enjoyed it -.- . R&R and please leave suggestions or questions, adios.
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