Hiashi is a horrible person... At least, the way I'm making him is. I'm torturing you by having him torture Hinata. Well... just read, you'll see.

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, nor any of the characters within. They belong to the honorable Kishimoto-sama.

Chapter 3: The Dinner.

Hinata cried on her bed for a few hours after meeting her father, but she knew that it was useless to resist the head of the Hyuuga Clan. In time, she calmed down and started to look for an outfit.

Hinata was fumbling around in her closet, looking for an appropriate dress for a formal dinner(she had a surprisingly large closet), when a knock came at her door.

"Big Sister? Are you in there?" Hanabi asked, while wondering if her sister had run off to the Mist Village already.

"Yes, Hanabi, I'm here. Would you come in here and help me find the dress I'm looking for?"

At her sister's response, Hanabi raised her eyebrows, but opened the door and closed it immediately behind her. She surveyed the mess on the floor, and the slow but apparently endless stream of clothes coming from Hinata's closet. She smirked, and said, "Which dress are you talking about, sister?"

Hinata poked her head out from behind the door, and stood up, facing Hanabi. "Well... you know... that one dress with the... thing... and it, you know... um... makes it all... you know... um... and then the... you know... nice." While she did this, Hinata made some very odd gestures, including one with her arms spread wide diagonally, and one in the general direction of her feet.

Hanabi raised her eyebrows, and wondered why it was that her sister was born before her. She looked down, and smiled. Then she bent over, and picked up a dress seemingly at random. She lifted it up, and showed it to Hinata. "Was this the one you were talking about?"

It was a sleek black dress, with a decidedly low cut, and extremely thin straps that were obviously just for show. The end of the dress was at a tight slant, the higher half ending at mid-thigh-level, and the lower half ending around mid-shin. It wasn't too tight, the perfect amount to show off Hinata's curves.

Hinata simultaneously blanched white and blushed deep red. The end result was horribly comedic to Hanabi, and it was all she could do not to burst out laughing. "Hanabi! Where did you find that thing? Nobody is supposed to see that until I wear it!"

Her blush went from red to pink as she remembered why she had originally bought the dress. It was just after she had heard Naruto was on his way back to Konoha from training with Jiraiya. She had thought that she would finally have the confidence to express her feelings to the boy she loved. It was what she was going to wear on the date. But, her confidence gave out again then, and she ended up fainting as soon as he showed up.

Hanabi sighed, and walked past the daydreaming Hinata into the closet. She knew that her sister cared very much for the blonde shinobi, and hated the concept of this arranged marriage, but she still felt that perhaps Hinata could develop feelings for this suitor that her father had picked. Plus, it couldn't help Hinata that she was basically useless when it came to clothes and hair and other such girlish things. So Hanabi had to help.

Hinata was still daydreaming, now about the first time she had seen Naruto. It was a beautiful memory to her. Then she got hit in the head with a jacket. "OW! Hanabi, what was that for!" She yelled, turning. Her sister was in the closet, rummaging around for an outfit for her sister.

"AHA!" Hanabi yelled, jumping out from the closet, with an article of clothing behind her back. "I've found it, I'm a genius, and you can thank me later, big sister!"

Hinata raised an eyebrow. "Found what, Hanabi?" She said, tonelessly.

"THIS!" Hanabi exclaimed, bringing the dress around. It was a very light lavender color, and looked as if it were made purely of silk. It had a higher cut than the black dress, but it was still revealing enough to be considered bold. It had very nice-looking ruffled shoulders that sort of sat on the edge, and a small, semi-transparent shawl of the same color was draped over the top. The bottom of the dress ended at about mid-shin level.

Hinata's eyes went huge. "Oh my god! It's beautiful! Hanabi, where did you find it!"

Hanabi smirked, "It was hanging up in the very back, in a dry cleaning bag. Which explains exactly why you never found it. And now...you need my help again." She indicated Hinata's hair, which was still a mess from training and such.

Hinata lookedup. "Well... I suppose I could do something... Hanabi, would you please help me? Please?" She asked, temporairily forgetting that she hated the concept of this marriage.

Hanabi's smirk grew wider, and she pulled a chair out of seemingly nowhere. "I thought you'd never ask... sister."

The room grew silent.

-- Four Hours Later --

Hinata was ready. She still hated that her father was setting her up with a man she did not even know, but she was ready for the dinner that night, and she was ready for her suitor.

So, she stood in the front room of the Hyuuga manor, waiting for the invited guests. That suitor of mine better show his face soon, or he's getting a face full of gentle fist!

Her father walked up behind her, and instantly sensed her feelings. "Patience, Hinata. Your suitor will arrive shortly." With that, he walked ahead of her, and spread wide his arms.

"Ah, it would seem our guests are starting to arrive!"

Hinata looked out from behind her father, and nearly bugged out at what she saw. Of all the people she knew, she would say at least half were standing right in front of her. The Konoha Rookie 9, Team Gai, The sand Siblings, and Team Konohamaru were all in attendance, and standing in front of her in very dressy outfits. Then, at the head of them all, was the sannin Jiraya.

Hinata looked to her father with an incredulous look on her face. "What is this, father?"

Her father smiled, half benevolently, half evilly. "Well, I never said that your suitor would be the only one dining with us tonight. It is the anniversary of the beginning of the Hyuuga Clan, and by order of the Hokage, I am required to invite anyone that wishes to attend."

Hinata grimaced. "And my suitor? Which one is he?"

Hiashi outright beamed at her. "That is up to you to determine. After all, you are a ninja."

Lol, I'm just soo evil.

Hinata: DAMN YOU! TELL ME WHO IT IS!

Me: Well... how about next time?

Hinata: ARGH!