The One

Chapter 6

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto.

The next morning bright and early I left the house to get groceries. Sure I was grounded, but my father knew better than anyone that if I don't buy and cook food, the whole family would starve.

As I started walking down an empty street Mikoto appeared next to me. To be truthful, I was getting used to her presence. In some way she reminded me of my mother.

"So which one of them will be first?" I asked.

"Well ... last time I checked, Sasuke wasn't doing anything today." Oh no ... not again!

"Umm ... let's save Sasuke for last," I said.

"Oh that sounds even better." She smiled brightly at me. There was that motherly smile again.

"What about your other son?"

"Itachi?" I nodded. "He's a police officer like my husband, but he hates it."

"Why?" Why would he hate working as a police officer? Most of the policemen here love their jobs.

"He wants to make Fugaku proud, but he has never liked being a policemen. He is a writer, and on top of that a woman at work hates him and he doesn't know why." Mikoto glanced both ways simultaneously with me as we crossed the street. Not like her looking both ways would help.

"That's terrible ..." Poor guy. He won't follow his dreams because he doesn't want to disappoint his father.

Sasuke rummaged through the contents of the refrigerator, looking for something to eat.

"What are you looking for?" Itachi turned the page in the newspaper.

" ... Tomatoes. Where are they?"

"You ate them, idiot."

"No-"

"Yeah you did, don't argue." Itachi glanced over the top of the newspaper to meet Sasuke's glare. "How are your feelings?"

"I had one earlier, and last night, and the day before." Sasuke slammed the refrigerator door shut. "I'm going to get some tomatoes." Itachi watched as his little brother stomped out of the kitchen grumpily.

"Him and his damn tomatoes," he muttered, randomly pulling out a notebook.

It's going to be harder then I thought. How was I supposed to help Itachi tell his father that he would rather be a writer than a police officer? The guy already hates me! Mikoto was staring happily at a pair of newlyweds. They were walking across the street from where we stood, holding hands and being all lovey. I didn't want to bother her, she looked happy. I looked down at the tomatoes. They were all red, ripe, and ready to eat. But the question was how many to get and which ones? At the top of the pile a large red tomato sat. I reached out to grab it, but another pale head beat mine.

Pale fingers wrapped around the tomato gently. My eyes followed from his hand to his arm to his muscled shoulder, to his strong-looking chin, to his perfectly shaped nose, and then finally to his charcoal eyes. Wait! Charcoal... onyx! Oh crap! I felt a deep blush rise to my cheeks. Hesitantly I glanced at Mikoto. Her gaze had shifted from the newlyweds to us. She was still smiling happily.

"I'll leave you two alone." she winked at me and disappeared. No! Sasuke was supposed to be last on the happy list!

"Hello Uchiha-san," I said politely.

"Hi ..." he smirked softly. "About last night ... my dad-"

"It's fine. It was my fault anyway." I picked out three good tomatoes."

"You want this one?" he asked.

"Nope I got these." I smiled, raising the tomatoes to show him. I didn't' look into his eyes. For some reason I couldn't. But I did see that his lips turned upward slightly.

"My eyes are up here, Hyuuga." I felt his hand touch my chin. He tilted my face upward to make our eyes meet. my breath hitched and I started blushing again. I like Naruto! Naruto! Blonde hair and blue eyes! Not raven colored hair and onyx eyes! Not Sasuke!

"You sure?" I don't know why, but in that moment I understood why he had the affections of so many girls at school. He was perfectly beautiful, in a king of the vampires kind of way.

"...Yeah," I exhaled.

"You okay though? Your face is red." Red? Oh no! Was I blushing that much?

"I'm fine really," I laughed nervously.

"That's great, Hyuuga." Hyuuga ... he will forever call me Hyuuga? We have been in the same class since we were twelve, yet he stills calls me Hyuuga.

"... Hinata," I mumbled.

"What?" he leaned in closer to hear me. There was only a millimeter of free space between our noses.

"Call me Hinata," I said more clearly. I felt butterflies in my stomach but I wasn't as nervous as I was before. His eyes gained a little intensity and amusement flickered through them. He moved even closer to me, if that was freaking possible!

"See you Monday, Hi-na-ta," Sasuke said my name with such ... purpose and the worst part was that his lips brushed against mine with every syllable. I was nervous again. So nervous my mind stopped working. I watched in a daze as he paid for the tomatoes and walked away.

Ayame watched as Haru slept in the hospital bed. His conditions had stayed the same.

"What should I do Haru?" she asked. The machines around him started beeping. A group of nurses ran into the room. They pushed up the bars at the edge of the bed and unlocked the wheels. Together they pushed the bed out of the door.

"Wait where are you taking him?! COME BACK!!" Ayame screamed. an aura around her started to glow a bright blood red. Her eyes glowed the same color.

I chopped the vegetables into equal pieces for the stew I was making for dinner. A sharp pain pulsed through my brain. It felt like someone was stabbing a knife that was on fire into my skull. I put the knife on the cutting board, and held my head. The sharp pains grew more frequent and painful. They pierced through my whole brain.

"Hinata? what's wrong?" Hanabi asked me. My head hurt so much the only reply I could make was a painful scream. I fell to the ground still holding my head in the hands.

"Call 911!" Neji pushed Hanabi toward the phone. He ran over and wrapped his arms around me. All I heard him say was "It's going to be okay. I promise, just stay calm. Everything was going to be fine." Right after that, everything left me.

I stood in the middle of the hospital hallway. Usually it buzzed with nurses, doctors and patients, but it was empty now. The walls were a blinding white and all the medical equipment was gone too. Where am i?

"Hello?' I asked out into nothing. Out of the corner of my eye I saw a shadow pass behind me. "Who's there?" The only response was a little girl's giggle. Without thinking, I followed where the shadow had traveled. The room was empty just like everywhere else.

"You re different." I heard the same giggle again. I spun around and came face to face with a little girl. she looked to be eight or nine years old. "Your soul doesn't belong here."

"And where is here?" I asked

"This the plane where all souls go who don't move on. We stay here forever until someone sets us free." She sat down on nothing and floated upward so our eyes were even. "We call it the ghostly plane." She started to laugh uncontrollably. The girl's laugh unnerved me. None of this felt right. I had to get out of here. How did I even get here? All I remember was my headache and Neji.

"You worried about something?" she poked my face gently. I jumped back, distancing myself from her. "Don't worry I won't hurt you. Not like it would matter, you are already half-dead."

"I'm what?" I can't be ... what's going on?

End of chapter 6

okay so that was chapter 6! YAY! the end i might say is a little random. i watched ghost ship two times in a row while i was writing, so that explains it. lol so anyway back to point thank you for all the reviews! 20! ahhh! im so happy! i hope you all enjoy reading! and please review! XD