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I'm so sorry that I didn't update until now. I had a lot of stress in school because I had to write a few test.

I hope I didn't do too many mistakes. Hope you enjoy reading the second chapter.

Model

In the middle of the dance floor was a long catwalk, around it there were a lot of chairs for the visitors. I thought Neji's show would be smaller and not held in a place like a disco. I looked around the room and saw many people working at different kind of places. Some arranged the lights others brought more chairs into the room. I wondered how many people would come and who would come, perhaps some celebrities. I was happy that Neji could fulfill his dream. But it reminded me that I hadn't a dream I could work for. Sometimes I was jealous when Neji successfully finished a beautiful dress. He could do so pretty cloths and I on the other hand couldn't do anything so great.

"Impressive right?" and again Neji interrupted my thoughts.

"Yes it is. I never thought that your show will be so big. Is it really alright for me to be here?"

"Of course it is you are my beloved little cousin and this is still my show. But first of all I want to introduce you to my fried."

We walked through the room until we got to the backstage area of the catwalk. It was only one hour till the show will begin. I was so impressed that my cousin held such a big show and that I could finally see the whole collection that I didn't pay attention where I was walking to and crashed into somebody.

"Sorry" I whispered but knew the person will even so understand me. I looked up and found my way to two crimson eyes. I could see they were only contacts but it frightened me. The guy walked away without accepting my apology. As I turned my head away from the back of the man I saw Neji arguing with somebody who looked a lot like the guy I just ran into. The only difference was that the guy Neji was talking to had long hair and was a bit older.

"Why isn`t the model here? The show is going to begin in less than an hour. Where should we find a model, that fits in the clothes?" Neji asked the guy with the black long hair. I wondered if that person could be the one my cousin wanted to introduce to me. I walked towards them and as I stood next to them I saw that the man was thinking of a way to solve this problem.

"Neji? What`s the problem?" I asked and he looked confused as he saw me just like I was the last person he expected to see next to him. Then I saw in his eyes that he remembered why I was here.

"It`s just that we are missing the only female model and we can't find a new one who can replace her." He looked very sad but then he placed a smile on his face and said: "Hinata that is the person I wanted to introduce to you. His name is Itachi Uchiha he's the owner of the club since his parents died."

He looked at the person in front of him. I followed his gaze and saw into the face of Itachi and saw a queer expression in it. He looked at me and grinned. I didn`t like his grinning because he looked like someone who doesn't smile or grin a lot, it made me anxious.

"Well, Hinata. Neji told me that he would introduce me to his cousin today but he didn't tell me that you would be such a cutie. I know not anybody sees that you're actually good looking because your ugly uniform hides your pretty body." As he said that my whole face turned red like a tomato. I was pretty sure he was lying and only teasing me. He couldn't be serious. Nobody ever told me I was good looking. Everybody told me that my little ten years old sister is going to grow into a real beauty not me. My eyes became teary. I didn't want to be reminded of my sister and that she is so much more loved by the family than me.

Itachi didn`t seem to notice my teary eyes and went on speaking.

" It is very sudden but if you don't mind would you like to replace the model in the show?" Itachi's grin grew bigger and my face was as pale as white chalk. It seemed like for him it was decided that I was the new model in the show. I turned my head towards Neji to look at his expression but wasn't happy as I saw it. It showed agreement with the idea Itachi had.

"No, Neji ple-pleas do-don't make me-e to do it. If-if my fath-father finds out I-I modeled f-for you he will hate-hate me even more. And I-I think y-you could find a better g-girl than me." I stuttered although I talked to Neji. I couldn't hold back my tears any longer and they rolled down my face.

Neji took me in his arms and whispered in my ear: "You remember the day I finished the white-blue-dress?" I nodded in agreement. "Good. You don't know yet, but I saw you." He paused and I remembered what he meant with what he said. It was only a few days ago. The first time I saw it I thought it was made for a princess. It was so beautiful it was breathtaking. I couldn't stop me and went into his working room although he told me I'm not allowed to enter. He got a big mirror in it and I stood in front of it and held the dress at my body. That was the first time I actually thought that I looked pretty.

"Are you going to scold me?" I asked him in a weak voice.

"Don't be stupid. You know I made the dress while I was thinking about you. Because your eyes have such a beautiful color I wanted to make a dress especially for you. And as I saw you in my room at first I thought I saw a little angel. So I know we can manage that even if your father is here he won't recognize you." He smiled at me and turned his attention back to Itachi who looked at us with an unreadable expression.

"I've got a favor to ask you. I want that nobody here except for a few people know that the replacement model is Hinata. And also after the show she will change in her normal cloths and will left immediately. No after-show-party and no interviews."

The grin found his way back to Itachi's face.

"No problem Neji. I also have already a few people in mind that we can trust."

So now it was settled I Hinata Hyuuga am going to be the new model in Neji's show.

Hope you liked the second chapter so far and please review I would be very happy if you would