Grayson: We. Own. Nothing.
Max: So the story makes more sense, I think we should start in Khonoa (sp?).
Story Begins Now:
There she was. Hinata Hyuuga. Curled up into the roots of a large tree in the middle of the thick forest near her home.
She shook with sobs that she refused to let out. She knew that this was coming. But…. It still hurt. Today was the day she thought her world would become perfection. And in a matter of seconds, her heart was broken in two.
Flashback:
Hinata smiled brightly as she walked down the dusty dirt roads of Khonoa (sp?). Her aura shot out waves of happiness, and a little confidence.
It had been four (Max: Haruhi, Hikaru, and Karou are fifteen.. Right?) years since she had become a shinobi, and during those four years her confidence had risen. Now she no longer stuttered every sentence and her fighting had improved.
Today, Hinata decided, was the day she was going to confess her feelings to Naruto. She blushed slightly at the thought of her blonde-haired, orange clad hero. She hurried her pace, she couldn't wait any longer!
She skid to a stop near Naruto's favorite ramen shop. No, she did not want to look to eager. She calmly walked toward the entrance, only to stop right in her tracks. She found Naruto, oh yes, but he had his arms wrapped around the waist of Sakura Haruno. Hinata gasped for breath, she couldn't breath! Her heart beat so loud that she couldn't hear any longer.
As if in slow motion Sakura wrapped her arms around Naruto's neck and slowly, ever so slowly, leaned in. Hinata couldn't take it any more! She turned away and ran, ran as fast as her legs would carry her. Tears blurred her vision, if she didn't stop soon she would be running blindly.
She ran to her safe spot from when she was a child. She had to think things through.
End Flashback
Hinata had known for years this was coming, so why did this hurt so bad? Why did she keep trying to win Naruto's affections if she knew this was coming? Oh yea, she thought maybe, just maybe, she could win Naruto's heart.
She sniffled. 'Okay,', Hinata thought to herself, 'If I truly love Naruto… all…. all I can do is wish for his happiness.'
But why did it still sting? Why did her heart constrict painfully when she thought about losing her inspiration…. Her love…. Her sun light. She had finally calmed down enough to wipe her eyes without new tears forming. Slowly but surely she stood up, her legs felt weak.
Hinata put on her mask. The mask she uses when her father told her she was weak, the mask she used when Neji told her she was worthless, the mask she used when she thought about her mother, and now the mask she would use for when she thought about Naruto.
Standing up, she waited a few moments more. She needed to make sure she could face Naruto, if she had too. When she had finally convinced herself that she was, indeed, fine was when Hinata started to walk away from her safe place.
She walked until she was on the streets of Khonoa. She just kept walking around, not really thinking. That is, of course, she heard her name called. Turning Hinata looked for the source of the voice. Well, she would have turned if Ino Yamanka, her best friend, hadn't tackled her to the ground.
"Hinata!" Ino exclaimed, " We have a mission together!"
"That's wonderful Ino," Hinata replied calmly, smiling, "I suppose we should go to the Hokage's (sp?) office"
And with that, Hinata was dragged towards the Hokage's building by Ino.
Story Stop
Max: Heh, sorry about the slow beginning. It will make sense later on, I promise. Oh, and sorry for any gramatical mistakes.
Grayson: Obey. The. Lemming. Or else.