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Chapter Three:

"Naruto what did you do?!" screamed a furious raven haired male. He looked aggrivated at his rommate he had the fortune to be paired up with. Of all the people in this entire school.

I had to be paired up with this idoit

"Idoit" Sasuke grumbled as he toke a glance at the fainting girl.

"What was that for Sasuke?!" Naruto asked between clenched teeth, as he unclenched the fists hanging off the side of his body. He glowered down at Sasuke, who had currently wacked him on the head..

"I swear Sasuke I'm tired of you treating me as an adolescent" he pouted at the mere image of Sasuke bossing him around as if he was a child.

Sasuke chuckled softly as he responded back casually to what the blonde had said. "Naruto your treated like that because you are still a chil-"

"No I'm not!" grunted Naruto

But then again he was seriously goofy, energetic, playful.

Maybe he was?

Naruto shook his head from his thoughts, and brought his attention back to the girl on the couch.

The real question here is why is she in their room.

"Sasuke..what's Hinata-chan doing here?" he asked as he pointed to the girl sleeping peacefully on their sofa.

"Hinata-chan?' questioned Sasuke. As he looked intently at the young girl. He had forgotten he had brought her here after he had taken his bath. The cool refreashing water that cascaded down his back , had made him forget all his worries. It was as if he had just stepped one foot into the bath, had converted him into a whole different person. We'll not completely. But it did make him forget everything bad that had happened today.

It was bad enough that he couldn't get one moment's peace without a demonic fan girl declaring she was his. It was torture, to have to hear the utter rantings of the girls drooling over him. Even some would go to the trouble of stalking him. Or some would go farther such as invading his house. Other girls would stuff their love letters in his locker. So when he would open his combination to get his books out, a bunch of letters came flying toward him in all different directions. The cheerings were to much too. Their high pitched voices made his eye's twitch. All he could hear in his nightmares was 'Sasuke-kun!' Didn't they get tired of it, calling his name about a thousand times a day. He sure as hell did. If he had to hear one more confession of love directed his way he swore he would die a slow gruesome death so they could just leave him alone .Anything then to have to deal with a wild stampede of females throwing themselves at him.

This was just his luck. Not only that but today he had been run over with hundreds of fan girls huddled all around him. They're heated gazes made him almost feel naked. Like they were stripping him of his clothing. They sighed contendly at his prescence. And some even had the nerve to approach him and ask if they would be his girlfriend. As if, he would go out with one of those ragging fan girls, that would definitely claw his eyes out. He couldn't stand the way they showered him with roses, letters that made him hurl of their confession of love to the 'prince'. Didn't they have any dignity? Couldn't they just back off? It was bad enough he couldn't manage to walk down the street without being noticed as Sasuke Uchiha the cities heart throb.

What was bad enough was his nagging fan girls thought they knew everything about him. But they didn't no one single thing about the true person he really was. They didn't know all he kept hidden, about his past life. Why he was so cold to everyone around him? What all those stupid fan girls knew was that they wanted to turn the cold mysterious heart throb into someone he wasn't. They thought they could control him. Make him theirs. as if he was a prize to have.

He snapped out of his own musing to look at the girl.

His gaze driting from Naruto to far away. He grimaced at how she had been treated earlier.

She was lonely.

He could conclude by watching her downcast eye's. Her form was hunched over, when he had spotted her having difficulty making her way toward the front of the school's entrance. But she was stopped by Sakura and her groupies. Who all gathered around and giggled at their new victim. They had been waiting desperately for Sasuke to arrive and make his entrance.

He had been avoiding them all day. Trying to keep away from harms way. He had almost succeed but then everything seemed to get only worse.

Today was not his day, he had thought then. As he just managed to avoid the girl's hovering over the campus. His attention drifted back again to the lavender eyed teen. Her books scattered everywhere in all different direction's.

She was clumsy he had to admit.

Was she always like this? A voice inside his head questioned.

He looked on observing the whole scene in front of him. His eye caught the attention of a larger book she was carrying. She had it gripped tightly around her side. She stood up, awkwardly, but the book she had gripped on fell needlessly to the floor. What he saw sparked his interest, a few pages of colorful drawings fluttered in the wind. He could see the outline and sketches of her drawings. Fascinating, was the only word he could come up with. By only a glimpse he could see the real talent she possessed. She truly was gifted, the different strokes he had seen only proved that more.

But as soon as she had managed to bend down to retrieve the sketch book. Another person was coming toward her way. A figure blocking her path from the school's door. Then he heard her soft voice, that rang through his head as he thought of how he had gotten in the situation he was in now, with the girl sleeping soundly on the couch, and Naruto waiting for an explanation to why she was here.

"H-h-i" the girl's quiet voice whispered, that Sakura was not even sure she heard her talk.

Rin bent down to help the girl with her books and once they were collecting her objects that had fallen onto the ground of Konoha High School she thrashed it to the innocent girl's arms. She stumbled a little but managed not to drop them.

"So what's your name?' questioned a cherry voice that sounded too happy. Sakura tossed her hair to the side where a couple a boys gazed at her and sighed wissfully.

'So what is it?!" snapped Rin as she hissed at the petite girl before her with her short indigo colored hair that was rather short and dull. Her shoulders were hunched up and her head bowed down that it touched her chest.

'Pathetic' thought Sakura as she toke one glance at the girl and snarled in disgust. It would be so easy to make this girl cry. All it would take was one course of action, she would soon have her trembling at your very feet Sakura! thought her inner voice smirking in triumph..

Hinata's voice soon spoke up, she lifted her head and smiled polietly before she said,

'H-h-i-nat-a, my name i-i-s Hinata"

'Oh! What a nice name! right girl's?" spoke a tune of mockery to Hinata, as the other girl's caught Sakura's drift and called out a 'right' and giggled at her antics."

What was it that he had felt? Perhaps, pity? He had felt sorry for the girl that was being taunted by Sakura. He had felt sorry. It had come as a shock to him. He had actually pitied the poor girl for the lack of undefience she had She was just standing there and taking their insults. She didn't say anything to them, as they remarked on her. She stood there, and trembled in fear.

Why didn't she do anything? the question rand through his head over and over again like a chant.

It was just too much to watch. This poor innocent girl was being riducled by Sakura. Something surged through him, he just wanted to run to Hinata, and scream at her and tell her what the hell was her problem. But the other part of him wanted to go toward her and comfort her and hold her in his arms. And let her know everything would be okay.

He turned away in disgust but then he heard something that made him freeze still. Her voice had changed, it was only slightly but it still had some determination. She was standing her ground or atleast trying to. He saw for only a moment a flash of anger well up inside of her eyes, briefly before it went away as fast as it had come.

"St-top laug-g-hi-ing a-a-t m-me." whispered Hinata her eyes for a moment flashed with hatred before her shyness kicked in.

Sakura abruptly stopped her giggles that erupted from her mouth, the others quieted down in shock at the defience of the studdering girl.

"What did you say?"

"What's this Sakura?" questioned Rin as she toke hold of HInata's grip on the book she had clenched between her grasp.

"N-n-o!" cried a protesting Hinata as she tried to reach over to Rin to take back her sketch book.

'Well..what do we have here?"

Hinata wasn't listening anymore, her cries were ringing in her ears, as she tried to snatch the book once more. But to no avail, Sakura flipped the pages of her sketch book.

"Quite the artist I see" sneered Sakura, as she toke a page of her drawings and ripped it in half and it fell down to the ground. Hinata watched in horror as the page landed on the floor and then another and another.

He had felt even more grief over the girl. When he had seen her break down into tears.

He couldn't understand this feeling.

He witnessed the girl's tear apart her sketch book in little tiny pieces. The girl had fallen onto the floor sobbing as tears streamed down her face.

But then, he had done something so unlike him, he was walking toward her.

Step

Step

He could feel his feet moving from under him.

"Leave her alone" he called out to them, as they all turned abruptly to him, shock was written all over their features.

The pink haired teen turned around and smiled sweetly.

'Sasuke-kun!" she yelled at his sudden appearance.

"I said leave her alone"

They all gulped silently, and nodded their head's in return. Even though they all admired their number one idol. They knew better than to get in his way when he was mad. His tone was grave, warning them to try any sudden moves.

He ram a hand through his hair, as he glanced down at the figure weeping quietly. He bent down since she had dropped to her knees in pure horror of seeing her drawings ripped in half. What was so special about them anyway? They seemed so important to her? Couldn't she had told them to stop?

He let out a disgrunted sound when he saw her weak attempt to mouth a few words.

"T-tank y-y-ou"

A soft whisper was heard.

He shoke his head from the shock. And manged to look down at her slowly closing eye's.

Naruto's voice was slowly bringing him back into the present of his current daydreaming.

"So..."

What was he saying?

"Youstill haven't answered my question Sasuke..Why is she here?' asked the blonde goof a grin forming on his face as he pointed to Hinata.Who was waking up from her dream, she rubbed her eyes tiredly. Glancing up she saw the sight of two male figures, as a blush spread from her neck to the tips of her ears before she looked away.

Naruto

Hinata thought as she closed her eyes having all the attention directed her way by the two teens.

But who was the other one?

She could've sworen everything that had happened before was just a mere dream she was having.

This must be a dream.

Isn't it?

She closed her eye's as fashbacks from before emerged through her mind

She gasped as her mind flew over her sketch book. Where was it? Was it really destroyed? She glanced around the room, and there in the coffee table was lying her sketch book toren apart from the previous spot she had seen it. A single tear escaped her eyes before she sighed.

It really did happen.

I'm not just imagining everything

But why?

This is a dream she told herself...A dream..

But Hinata knew this was no dream no matter how much she told herself that, she would wake up and everything would be back to normal.

How could anything be back to normal she thought, as she hopped off the couch, and made her way toward Naruto and Sasuke.

Authors Note: Umm, Forgot to say the Italics are the Flashaback's ok?

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