Note from the Author: I will tell you now – this did not come out like I was hoping it would. -.- I didn't get the point across that I was trying to and that makes me sad inside. And the prompt for it was the word "poise." Yes, I know – I get inspiration from odd things.
Conafrex: It makes me really warm and fuzzy inside when people say they like a pairing because of me. :hugs:
PIE IS FILLED WITH AWESOMENESS: You make me feel happy inside.
UmiKodo-chan: Thank you. :hugs:
Porny: Of course there's a Porny flag! I made it myself:proud: I always kind of liked the "pack" thing too. So I really wanted to try and incorporate that into a drabble-love type thing.
Random Projects: Just because you're a new reviewer, chapter seventeen is going to be LeeGaa.
Poise
No one who knew Hinata would call her graceful or confident. She was quiet, self-conscious, and she shrunk beneath criticizing gazes.
But the people close to her, the ones who knew her best, would refer to her as poised. She was proud and kind, above returning hurtful words but not so high that she offered them first. And the people familiar with her recognized the little nuances that made her Hinata – they recognized the small gestures that she gave to show she cared.
Kiba knew he wasn't funny – Shino had told him many times – but Hinata always giggled at his awful jokes. She wasn't fond of speaking, but always did with him, because he always fell into dejection when no one talked to him.
Shino was close to silent all the time, and Hinata respected that, neither ignoring him nor forcing him into conversation – wanting him to be comfortable with their team.
She was forever patient with Neji's hatred for her, as if she knew that it would eventually fade – which it did. She managed to pull the gloom out of his heart and, with her quiet persistence, had even gotten him to really smile again.
Hinata had changed over the years – had grown into a mature woman – and a brilliant kunoichi – who could defend herself and take care of the people she loved. Those who knew her recognized the difference; most wouldn't. But the new girl she was – strong – knew that most people weren't the ones that mattered.