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She will be loved!

Chapter 2

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Hanabi stared sullenly into the coy pond. She couldn't understand why her father was so mad at her, it's not like she did anything wrong. Her father was just upset because he had to apologise to the Uchiha boy. It hadn't been her fault, the Uchiha boy had started it; contradicting her like that, even though she was obviously right. The boy was a sore loser who couldn't handle being wrong. She probably could have handled it differently; she shouldn't have risen to the bait and blown up like that; but the Uchiha just made her blood boil, and it didn't help that she had a short fuse either. She sighed and dipped her fingers into the cool water, allowing the coy-fish to nibble on the ends. Her father was being unfairly cruel, confining her to the grounds like that. Her only source of entertainment was torturing Hinata and irritating Neji, and even that gets old eventually.

Her pansy-tinted eyes swept over the surrounding area, searching for something to ease her boredom, when she spotted her cousin Neji walking towards her with a scowl painted on his pale face. There was only one thing that could crack Neji's composer like that…a private meeting with Hiashi-sama.

Hiashi's gaze moved between the two Hyuuga protégées, sitting in front of him, gauging their reaction; as he explained why he had summoned them before him, for this impromptu meeting. "Hanabi, Neji, I have given it a lot of thought, and I have decided that you should enter an arranged marriage. I know Hanabi, you are young, but you are more mature then most people your age. I am also aware of the age gap, so I propose a long engagement, or at least until you, Hanabi turn 18."

Hanabi's mouth hung open, in a very unladylike fashion, while Neji's lips became so pinched that his mouth was just a thin slit. Neither could quite believe what Hiashi-sama was saying. They could not be engaged, they were cousins, first cousins. If they married their children would be retarded. Neji was 19, to marry Hanabi; would not only be incest, but perverted too.

The awkward silence lengthened; until you could cut the tension with a butter knife. Suddenly a musical chuckle filled the office, and both the Hyuuga males turned to stare at Hanabi; fearing she had cracked. "Hehehe, that's a good one dad, you really had me going there, hehehe" she chortled, flashing her father a lazy smirk, and winking a Neji, "because there's just no way the two of us can marry, we're cousins" she continued on with the same light tone, but a hard, threatening glint had entered her eyes. There was no way in hell she was marrying that ungrateful, freeloading Neji. He was almost as bad as Hinata, at least she actually belong to the Hyuuga main branch.

Hiashi frowned, that wasn't the reaction he had foreseen. "Hanabi this is not a joke. You will marry Neji; you have too, to protect the Hyuuga line and fortune. It is relevant that he is your cousin, noble families marry their cousins all the time, to keep the bloodline pure and untainted by outsiders blood. My father married his first cousin, and I turned out fine." He said with a psychotic grin.

Hanabi's smirk fell from her face, to be replaced by a snarl "maybe I haven't made myself clear, I WILL NOT MARRY MY FIRST COUSIN! IT'S INCEST AND DAMAGING! I DON'T EVEN LIKE NEJI AS A PERSON! HOW THE HELL AM I GOING TO MARRY HIM?" she shrieked at her father, her lovely face twisted into a horrid scowl of pure fury. Both Hiashi-sama and Neji cringed into their seats, praying their ear-drums hadn't imploded. With a finally scream, she plopped back down on her seat; the air whooshing from her lungs.

Another awkward silence ensued; with Hanabi avoiding eye contact. Hiashi allowed another minute for her to calm down, and then in a calm, but deadly tone continued "You will marry Neji! You have no say in the matter; this is for the good of the Hyuuga clan. I won't allow you or your tantrums to hinder Hyuuga progress!"

The blood drained from Hanabi's cheeks, she had been so sure that once her father knew how against she was of the idea of marrying Neji, he would drop the proposal entirely. She through Neji a desperate look; beseeching him with her eyes, to help. He only shook his head; silently telling her it was useless. She glared at him, and his refusal to fight back. Since screaming hadn't work, she quickly switched tactics "Daddy but I won't be happy with Neji, nor he with me. Doesn't my happiness mean anything to you?" she asked quietly, her expression downcast, and her voice trembling theatrically.

Her father sighed heavily, "Only when your happiness coincides with the Hyuuga clans best interests" he stated coolly, "and as for Neji happiness… that doesn't enter the equation. It is his duty to protect the heir, even if it means marrying you!" Neji turned his face away. It was always like this; as long as the main branch was happy, then everyone else can be damned.

Neji and Hanabi must marry, for the sake of the Hyuuga clan and its fortune. Hiashi would not allow an outsider to have a say in the running of Byakugan studios. Neji was a competent young man who knew the companies inner workings, he was an endless pool of knowledge, which Hanabi could tap into any time she wished if they were married. She should be grateful; he could have matched her up with an old pervert, Kami knows how many offers he had for her hand since she turned 16. He shook his head in disbelief, he had thought she would have been ecstatic at the thought of marrying Neji, after all she had known him most of her life, and at least he would never dare hurt, or take advantage of her, unlike some of the paedophiles who had wanted to marry her.

With a deep breath he dismissed them from his sight. To his surprise, his daughter left quietly, and without argument… that was never a good sign; she was plotting something, if he only knew what. The sliding door closed quietly behind the forlorn pair, shutting out; Hanabi's dark mutterings and Neji's quiet; and quickly dismissed, thoughts of suicide.

Hiashi reclined into his high-backed office chair, that somewhat resembled a throne, with a content and triumphant smirk on his pale white face. He had managed to marry off his 2 daughters, to suitable husbands, all in the same week. He considered himself a hero among fathers; as he would never again have to worry about his daughters bring home inappropriate dates, and loser boyfriends. In his sick little mind, he reasoned that he should be given an award for such an achievement, "the father of the year award" he thought with a psychotic glint in his off-white eyes.

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Neji shuffled down the street, with his hands stuffed deep in his pockets. He couldn't believe Hiashi-sama was doing this to him. The engagement would be officially announced at the end of next week, giving him only 11 days of freedom. He had an idea how to spend it, but it would be unfair and cruel to her if he asked. He sighed and kicked at the dirt road, creating dust clouds as he walked. Why hadn't he asked her when he had the chance? Now it was too late, unless he wanted to hurt her. He scowled in frustration; he'd have to tell her soon, before she found out from someone else, and hated him for it.

Neji bit his lip. He really wished he had, had the guts to ask Tenten out when he was able to. He knew she had liked him for along time, but he hadn't noticed her that way until she turned 16, and by then it was too late, as she had started going out with Kankuro. She had only recently broken up with him, so there was no real guarantee that she would go out with him, especially if it was for only11 days.

Not looking where he was going; he didn't see Tenten exit the dumpling shop, and make her way over to him, with a concerned expression on her face. Neji jumped, startled, as she wordlessly slipped her arm in his, and dragged him off road, and onto a forest trail. Neji let her lead him through the forest, until they got to Tenten's training ground for archery and fencing practice. It took every thing in him to stop him from crying.

Tenten gentle sat him on a stump and looked him straight in the face, "what's wrong Neji?" Neji stared right back at her, and before he could stop himself; the iron wall that was his composer crumbled under her soft gaze. Tears welled up in his eyes, and flowed down his face in rivers, "I…I'm getting married!" he choked out, ducking his head to hide his tears.

Tenten stared at Neji in shock, never in the whole 9 years of there friendship, had she ever seen him cry. She suddenly had the most overwhelming urge to hug him, and never one to deny her feelings; she gave in. Flinging her arms around his shoulders, she felt him stiffen momentarily before melting into her embrace; staining her t-shirt with his salty tears. She stroked his hair, hugging him tighter, when loud sods raked his frame. She didn't speak, and he took comfort in her silence.

Finally after a few minutes, Neji seemed to calm down enough to hug her back; gripping her shoulders tightly, and burying his face into the crook of her neck. Inhaling deeply; he breathed in her cinnamon fragrance, reveling in the homely scent, wishing he could just stay there forever.

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Akamaru loped ahead, occasionally stopping to sniff a tree. Usually Kiba would be running along side him, but today he was just too wrapped up in his thoughts to notice, or show any enthusiasm for Akamaru's daily walk through the forest. His mind was filled with thoughts of Hinata, this in itself was normal; he constantly thought about Hinata, but for the last few days he could think of nothing but her, and the situation she had managed to get herself into.

It should have been him; not Sasuke, not Naruto, not anybody else, he should be the one to marry her. He after all knew everything about her, he was her best friend, and the one she told all her secrets, hopes and fears too. He knew her better then she knew herself; he could tell you her favorite place to hide when things got too much at home, or how many times she tried to kill herself -things she would never tell him or anybody else- he knew them without being told.

If they married, he knew without a shadow of a douth, that he could make her happy. They'd move into his (Native American) tribe's reservation, away from her hateful family. They would have three kids; 2 boys, and 1 daughter that would look just like her mother. He would go into the family business; as an animal trainer. She would be a stay-at-home-mam; or maybe open her own bakery and work from home. They would be happy together; he loved her more than anybody, if only she loved him back.

A sob suddenly filled the quite of the forest, disturbing Kiba out of his thoughts. He whirled around; whipping his pocket knife out incases of attack, he scanned the surrounding area for the culprit. Finding no one, he called Akamaru back, his dog would sense if there was trouble.

Akamaru instantly bounded back to his master's side. Kiba gazed down at his beloved hound, silently reading his body language. If there was danger; his ears would be flat against his skull, his hackles would be raised, his shoulders hunched. The muscles in his hind legs would be bunched, ready to launch himself at an attacker. Akamaru showed no signs of danger, only alertness; his ears where perked, his mouth hanging open in a goofy puppy grin, and his stance was relaxed. There mightn't be any danger, but someone was defiantly crying.

Kiba quietly signaled Akamaru to find the noise. Following him through the undergrowth; Akamaru led him 15 feet from their usual trial, and into a clearing that doubled as a training ground for archery practice. His gaze swept across the clearing toward the culprit, and he froze mid-step; his eyes bulging with surprise, his mouth agape. His brain was clouded with confusion and disbelief, unable to comprehend what he was witnessing; a thick fog had shroud his mind, and blocked all messages from his brain to any other part of his body, paralyzing him with shock.

Akamaru followed his master's stare across the clearing to what-looked-like-Hinata, master's mate. What-looked-like-Hinata-chan was hunched over and crying on some stranger's shoulder. Akamaru let out a low whine; he hated it when Hinata-chan cried, as it made his master upset also. Without waiting for his master permission Akamaru bounded over to try and comfort Hinata, after all; she was the only person Akamaru actually liked outside kiba's family, everyone else he just tolerated for his master's sake.

As Akamaru ran, the wind shifted; blowing what-looked-like-Hinata's scent toward him…it wasn't Hinata-chan. Akamaru skidded to a stop, a hare's-breath away from the imposter, and let out a deep, menacing growl. The imposter's head snapped up and broke apart from the stranger's shoulder; staring at him in shock.

"Shit!" Kiba cursed to himself. Akamaru's growl had snapped him out of his numb shock. "Akamaru come back here!" he called out, as he ran after his pissed-off pooch. He slowed as he got closer, calling Akamaru over, while watching out for an attack. Kiba wouldn't be the least bit surprised if Neji tried to kill him; after all, the marble-man had finally cracked, that wasn't something you saw everyday…or ever.

Kiba had never liked Neji. He had even come to hate him after what he did to Hinata during to martial arts tournament exams; he had almost killed her, when they where told to pair up and spar. It was the first time Kiba had realized that he loved her, and he had felt such rage as her own cousin had beaten her to a pulp over some stupid family feud, that was completely out of her control. He had warned her not to go up against Neji, he was after all a black belt, but she had insisted that it would be fine, that it was only a practice spar, Neji wouldn't really hurt her…or so she had thought. He knew that she had wanted to impress Naruto, who was watching from the stands, but she had almost gotten herself killed to impress that oblivious moron.

Usually he would have gotten a kick out of watching Neji in pain, but actually witnessing him in the middle of a break down was kind of scary. Neji was marble-man, he was cold, hateful, distant, and he treated Hinata with contempt; he wasn't someone who needed a shoulder to cry on, he didn't cry; he didn't have any emotion, he was made of stone; and stones don't cry.

Looking at him now, Kiba felt a swelling of pity for the pathetic slob, what ever was making him cry must be bad; especially if he was crying in front of Tenten.

Neji looked at Kiba in dismay, now the whole town would know about his humiliation. Kiba had never made it a secret of his hatred for him, and Neji wasn't too fond of him either. The dog-boy was constantly giving him the evil eye, and insulting him at every opportunity, over what had happened between him and Hinata, even though Hinata-sama had forgiven him; dog-boy still held a grudge.

Neji glared up at Kiba, and quickly wiped his tears away on his sleeve. "What are you looking at?" he demanded angrily, rage and embarrassment bubbled in the pit of his stomach, why was it Kiba who had to witness his melt down? Why him of all people? Wasn't it bad enough that he broke down in the first? Did the universe want to humiliate him further? No one could find out about this, he wouldn't allow it. "Kiba if you dare tell anyone of what you saw here I will kill you! I will rip out your small intestines and hang you with them! Do you understand?" he stated coldly; his voice dripping with ice. He felt Tenten shudder against him, as a chill of fear traveled up her spine.

Kiba continued to stare down at Neji, completely indifferent to his threat –he had gotten far worst, off of his English teacher, Kurenai-sensei- "Look, don't worry about it! I don't plan on telling anyone what I saw." He said, holding his hands up in front of him, and shaking his head. "Not that they'd believe me anyway" he added silently. He shot Neji an empathic grimace "believe it or not, I know how you feel" his mind wandering back to Hinata, "So I won't hold it against you. What ever is making you cry, it's not something I want to know, because whatever can break down Neji _marble-man_ Hyuuga, it would reduce me to mush!"

Neji blinked in surprise, that wasn't what he had expected. He had foreseen Kiba taunting him; laughing at him, and then telling him where he could shove his threat, before running off to tell the whole town. What was dog-boy talking about? What did he mean, when Kiba said he knew how he felt? Neji rubbed his face tiredly; he wasn't in the mood for cryptic mind games… and then it hit him like a ton of bricks…Kiba was in love with Hinata-sama, and he was depressed about her marriage to Uchiha Sasuke. No wonder why he wasn't judging him. They where the same, or at least going through similar situations; Neji shuddered at the thought, he couldn't believe he was actually empathizing with the dog boy. He glanced quickly at Tenten, who was just as surprised at Kiba as Neji was, she shrugged; meaning she couldn't tell if Kiba had a motive or not. Neji sighed, he had no choice but to trust the word of the dog-boy, even if it meant swallowing his pride and relying on Kiba's pity.

A smirk spread across Kiba's face, "Then again I'm not the one crying on some girls shoulder like a pansy-assed loser!" he taunted, unable to resist a dig at him. He watched in smug satisfaction; as a scowl crept its way onto Neji's face, before turning and striding back out of the clearing; his gibe still ringing in Neji's ears.

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Kiba left with his giant, shaggy white dog, leaving an awkward silence in his wake. "Do you think he'll say anything?" she asked doubtfully, she didn't really trust Kiba, especially after that last comment. She didn't see anything wrong with crying on your friends shoulder, and what did it matter if that friend was a girl, if they where able to comfort you then what was the problem? She glanced at Neji from the corner of her eye, she knew he was getting married but she didn't know to whom or when.

"So, which one?" she mummer quietly, instantly knowing that it was one of his cousins he was being forced to marry, nothing else would have caused him to break down like that. He slowly sat up, pushing her away slightly; he tiredly rubbed his face, "Hanabi!" he crocked, staring into her chocolate brown eyes, silently begging her forgiveness. She gulped, and lowered her eyes "How long?" Neji flinched away from the question he desperately tried to avoid thinking about, but Tenten had a right to know. "11 days…until the…the…engagement is announced."

Tenten stared into the eyes of her long time crush, trying to wrap her head around the fact that he would never be hers. Rage and adrenalin coursed through Tenten's system; how could Hiashi-sama do this to his only nephew and daughter. What the hell was wrong with the man? She couldn't let him go without telling him how she felt.

Seeking out his eyes, she instantly drowned in his serine orbs of silver; she should have told him long ago. She should have swallowed her pride and made the first move. She shouldn't have given up and dated Kankuro; countless regrets filled her mind, but wondering what would have happened, was a waste of time. "Better to have loved and lost, and then have never loved at all!" And with that though floating around her head; she flung herself at him, crushing her lips to his, knocking them off the stump. She knew that they didn't have very long, but she couldn't let him get married, without having been able to call him hers at least once in her life.

Tenten's soft lips pressed eagerly against his, bathing him in her cinnamon scent, as they both crashed to the forest floor. Neji knew he should feel slight pain from the short fall; he had taken full impact of it, but all Neji could think about was Tenten's toned body on his. His strong arms wound around her waist, pulling her tighter against his chest, and kissed her back. He had imagined this so many times over the years but some how it was so much better.

Tenten gasped as Neji's tongue slid out, and licked her bottom lip. Taking advantage of her parted lips he slipped his tongue into her mouth, and teased hers into an erotic dance, causing her to moan with pleasure; she had no idea that Neji was this good a kisser. Tenten's hands slid over his broad chest, one crept up into his long ebony hair, while the other clutched the front of his cream shirt. "Neji!" she gasped, as his hand slid lower to cup her ass, he let out a low chuckle, and cheekily squeezed it again, before recapturing her lips with his.

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well i had to reupload the chapters cause the fromat went all weird on them...i also edited out some of the mistakes i made!

the stupid thing wont even allow me to have lines to seperate the parts!