Kay, I think I worked out how I wanted the chapter to go. I rewrote the end like a bazillion times though. It's a rough outline, but you'll have to deal with it. [sorry!]

Disclaimer: No, Naruto is not, has not, and will not ever be mine.

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A beeping alarm clock ripped a dreaming Hyuuga from her sleep. After silencing the electrical nuisance, she settled back into her comfy bed. After a moment of realization, she jolted upright, flinging the comforters off her pajama covered body. She threw her legs over the bedside and made a mad dash into the confines of her bathroom. She peered into the mirror. Her reflection shining back in a very lackluster manner. Bed hair, no make up, chapped lips, and her white tank top was visible in the smooth reflective surface.

What she searched for was a sign. A sign that yesterday had indeed happened. Finding said sign on her wrist.

A thick black band was encircling her wrist. Hinata had been sure to give herself valid proof that her first day of high school was not a complete washout. The hair tie proved it.

It was Tuesday. She had actually survived her first day of high school and it was remarkably fun.

Porcelain eyes watched as her dry, pale lips upturned into a grin. Applying some much-needed chapstick, the optimistic girl hopped into the shower.

She had school to get to after all.

An hour later she arrived at the school entrance. Her outfit of the day consisted of: a thin tight fitting pink T-shirt, darkwash jean short shorts exhibiting pink butterflies woven into the butt pockets, and her favorite pair of pink converse to match. The hair tie from her wrist was holding her indigo hair in a high ponytail partnered with cute tiny fuzzy pink pompoms.

Being the second time on campus, Hinata could only feel a third of the nerves she'd harbored the previous day. They still gnawed at her confidence nevertheless. A deep breath and she headed into the masses.

Reaching the front door, the pale eyed girl heard as someone shouted her name.

"Hinata-chan!"

The Hyuuga whirled around to find a grinning Kisame heading in her direction. A return smile found its way onto her lips without even thinking. He was swiftly at her side, entering the building with her as they exchanged greetings.

"So, how're you liking high school?" he asked, casually trying to find common grounds to converse over.

Hinata replied in all honesty, "It s-seems f-fun. I'm ex-c-cited. Wh-what about y-you?" She turned to him, smiling happily as they wandered down the halls.

The blue skinned boy shrugged, a sigh escaping his mouth. He frowned while admitting, "I never liked school. Rules. Homework. Class work. Teachers. Students. Pencils. Paper. All of it is just annoying. I'd rather be off screwing around, you know?"

When he saw how baffled she'd been by his statement he recognized; she clearly did not know.

Before he could explain what he was getting at, another joined the pair on the second floor.

"'Sup, Kisa-chan, Hina-chan," said Deidara, a cocky grin plastered on his face. One that was oddly out of place considering that it was nearly eight in the morning. Deidara was not a morning person and he was unusually. . .chipper.

Kisame eyed him suspiciously, while Hinata thought nothing of it.

Slightly red from her reference as 'Hina-chan' she answered with a warm, "Ohaiyo."

Deidara laughed for seemingly no reason whatsoever. Kisame's jaw dropped as he witnessed Deidara giggling like a little girl.

"Deidara, you're doing it again," came a stern voice from an irritated redhead. Sasori approached his best friend with a scowl. His eyes were bloodshot and Hinata proceeded to ask,

"Sasori-kun d-did y-you get any s-sleep last n-night? Y-your eyes a-are s-so red!"

The redhead looked sheepishly in a different direction, avoiding her worried gaze. While Deidara burst out laughing. He suddenly lunged forward, embracing the sweet indigo-haired girl.

"You're so innocent, Hina-chan!" he cooed, stroking her ponytail.

Stunned, Hinata stammered, "D-Deidara-kun!"

Exasperated already, Kisame yanked on Deidara's arm forcefully removing the giggling blonde from her. He stumbled backwards into the lockers with an audible bang and he let out a howl of laughter.

"You idiot!" hissed Sasori, glaring fiercely at Deidara. The blonde didn't seem to care, instead he defiantly questioned,

"What's you're problem, yeah?" His face soured under Sasori's intense glower. Then the redhead seemed to mellow as he stated blankly,

"You."

"WHAT!?" the accused blonde exclaimed, looking outraged.

A look of horror crossed both Sasori and Kisame's faces. If Deidara continued to yell, he would most certainly draw unwanted attention. That could not happen under their current circumstance.

"Deidara, calm down!" chided the shark like boy. "It's fine, just come with me." Deidara agreed after a small fuss. Before leaving, Kisame said to Sasori, "I'll cool him down. You stay with Hinata-chan."

"I'm not a child," protested Sasori, though he would oblige.

The two advanced down the hall, passing out of sight. The redhead let out a relieved sigh, turning to the dumbstruck Hyuuga. She was utterly distressed and confused. Akasuna no Sasori silently wondered if he should explain. Deciding against it, he said,

"Let's go to your locker. You should get your books."

Hinata agreed, head spinning with questions. Questions that would positively not be answered by her bored-looking redheaded friend. He followed her sluggishly up to the second floor. The startled Hyuuga pressed the matter of lacking sleep when Sasori nearly tumbled backwards after misplacing his foot on the next step. The Akasuna assured the bewildered girl he was fine, but she was finding it increasingly difficult to believe him.

After Hinata's quick visit to her locker, she turned to find Sasori. He still hadn't returned from the drinking fountain and that was making her anxious.

A cheery smile was already stationed on her face when she spotted Hidan's silver head come into view as he scaled the steps. He seemed a bit surprised to see her and hesitant.

"Hime!" he acknowledged, doing his utmost to be causal as he advanced towards her.

Hinata stopped at her locker, deciding that she could stick around for another minute or so. It wasn't like the bell had rung yet. And Sasori was capable of tending to himself. There was time.

"Itachi said that you were okay and went to class yesterday," he mentioned, fumbling with the dial-lock. He was having a difficult time unhinging it for some reason.

"Mm-hmm," she hummed in response, cheery as ever. "I-I was f-feeling m-much better."

He nodded; mumbling something like 'that's good'. He seemed to be avoiding her alabaster gaze, focusing solely on his lock. When it clicked open he still averted his line of sight. The Hyuuga was puzzled by this peculiar actions.

Sure, she'd only known him since yesterday, but this was not Hidan behavior. He was almost nervous.

"I-is something wr-wrong?" Hinata asked him, concerned. The worried girl took a step closer to him. Gazing ever so curiously.

The junior peered up, violet meeting white.

An involuntary blush emerged over his features, his eyes ripped away from her.

Now, Hinata was truly alarmed. Uncertain of the cause, the Hyuuga could at least discern something was wrong. Hidan was not alright.

"H-Hidan-kun!" she gasped, seeming to grasp the problem. Her hand flew to his forehead. "A-are you s-sick?"

His temperature soared beneath her gentle touch.

"Yes, he is," came Sasori's jaded voice, reappearing from out of no where. The indigo-haired girl turned to the redhead, hopeful for some answers. She found Sasori had a disgusted scowl as he added, "Sick in the head."

"Fuck off!" snapped Hidan, looking flustered as he pushed Hinata's hand away. He snarled at the laid back sophomore before him. The Hyuuga girl became greatly tense, Hidan's temper was flaring up, and Sasori was actually smirking at his older friend.

"I'm only telling the truth," muttered Sasori audaciously. The corners of his mouth twitched up ever so slightly. The redhead was obviously baiting his upperclassman at this point, Hidan fell for it too.

The silver-haired man swung his fist at Sasori's pretty red head. Hidan, being the stronger of the two, felt confident he could take his friend. Sasori, being the more clever, was equally confident in his abilities. To prove his point, the redhead dodged easily. Ducking his head before the larger male could make contact with his skull. Sneering, Sasori goaded his opponent further,

"You really are a pervert, Hidan."

That proved to infuriate the silver-haired fighter more. He swung his arm again. This blow connected, knuckles driving into the soft flesh of the Akasuna's stomach. Brutally, Sasori's body crashed into the lockers on the other side of the hall.

Hinata let out a frightened scream as Hidan charged at the redhead.

Next, Sasori made his own move; a sharp kick to the religious man's side. Hidan staggered sideways under his opponent's force, surprised to be struck once again. This time, Sasori's balled hand collided with a perfectly crafted jaw.

Kakashi-sensei appeared on the scene, summoned by a frightened senior girl. He assessed the situation and leaned back against the walls of metal containers. They could sort it out themselves. There was no way he was getting in the middle of an Akatsuki feud. Especially when they were beating the crap out of each other.

When Mitarashi-sensei was brought forth from her classroom, she reprimanded Kakashi and the two boys fighting.

"Kakashi-san, hurry up and do something!" she demanded angrily.

Seeing no help from her impassive colleague, the purple-haired history teacher took it upon herself to stop the brawl.

"You maggots better cut it out right now!" she furiously yelled, taking Hidan by the ear and slamming Sasori's back into the lockers by a swift shove to his chest.

Anko effectively ceased the fight and she rather enjoyed pushing the Akasuna kid into the row of lockers, he always was an annoying brat. She suddenly regretted not being the disciplinary officer. The thought alone aroused her malicious grin.

"Fucking bitch," cursed Hidan, struggling to ripped her arm away from his aching ear.

Sasori made no attempts to move, only glowering at his sensei.

Anko was thoroughly stunned when a young girl raced to the two boy's that she had pinned, anxiously calling out,

"H-Hidan-kun! S-Sasori-kun! A-are y-you o-okay?"

Anko looked at the shy girl in front of her and recognized her immediately from her fourth period. The Hyuuga girl who'd captured the attention of the Inuzuka boy and the young Uchiha.

"I'm fine," the redhead dully replied.

Hidan was not so fine and he expressed it, "Fucking let go of me! You goddamn cocksucking b--"

"Hidan-k-kun!" Hinata cried out desperately. She had to save him from himself at the moment. If she'd let him continue speaking he'd only get into more trouble, with that vocabulary of his.

"What did you just call me you shitty little punk!?" screeched the purple-haired woman. The grip on his ear tightened as she jerked on the cartilage, causing Hidan to growl. Seeing that he wasn't going to repeat the insult, Anko further asked, "Why were you two dumbasses fighting anyway?" Her light brown eyes shifted between the two, then to Hinata. "Do you know?"

The Hyuuga shook her head, at a loss for words.

It was Sasori to snidely reply,

"Hidan was thinking perversely of Hinata-kun's pink panties."

Both individuals who'd been named turned a dark shade of crimson, even the female sensei was taken off guard by that one. He'd even taken the time to state the color of the Hyuuga's underwear. Leave it to Sasori to be blunt about things. The Akasuna was truly shameless at times. Noticing that Anko was slightly distracted, gaping wordlessly at the redhead, Hidan pulled from her grasp and slammed Sasori in the gut. Sasori in turn launched himself at his attacker and wrestled him to the floor.

"Hey!" shouted Mitarashi-sensei, enraged by their resumed antics.

"Mother fucker!" cried Hidan as his friend kneed him in the groin.

"S-Sasori-kun! S-Sasori-kun! Hidan-k-kun! S-stop it!" yelped Hinata, standing daringly close to the two tangled boys.

Hidan was taking the upper hand now, positioned on top of the beaten redhead. A barraged of fists were being brought down upon Sasori. Now on the verge of horror and anger, Hinata continued screaming.

"H-Hidan-kun! H-Hidan--oh, GET OFF HIM DAMMIT!"

The desperate Hyuuga girl threw herself on Hidan's back, taking hold of his shirt and right arm. A blow was misfired into Hinata's side and she winced. Then with all her strength, she yanked the silver-haired boy off Sasori. The two tumbled back, falling unceremoniously onto the dirty floor.

"Ow," whined Hinata, bashing the back of her head on the hard surface. Her arm clutched the forming bruise on her ribcage.

In a flash both boys, sporting up-and-coming bruises and one a cut lip, were at her side.

"Hime! Shit, shit, shit! I'm so sorry!" apologized Hidan, clearly alarmed. He took her free arm and helped her into a sitting position.

Sasori was also dangerously upset by her involvement. In his anger he turned on Hidan,

"This is your fault!" He roughly pushed the silver-haired boy's shoulder.

"My fault!? This is your fucking fault!" Hidan's open palms shoved the redhead's chest, knocking him backwards.

Not again.

Hinata was livid. A feeling she hardly ever had the chance to feel. Getting to her feet, she towered over the two who were once again rolling on the floor beating the living hell out of each other. The very sight had her seething.

Sucking in a lung full of air the indigo-haired girl forcefully yelled,

"BOTH OF YOU SHOVE IT!"

They froze, Sasori's fingers pulling on the side of Hidan's mouth and Hidan yanking on Sasori's T-shirt, looking up at her with a newfound horror. Hinata was pissed and she was showing it. A frightening glare was fixed on them from two milky white eyes and the furious girl was shaking with her anger.

The others who gathered to observe the fight were rigid with fear, Anko and Kakashi included. Asuma-sensei, Kiba, Neji, as well as Deidara, Itachi, Kakuzu, and Kisame were among the shocked faces. None of them had EVER seen her so enraged, not even her cousin. The Hyuuga girl hadn't even stuttered.

Panting, red-faced, and infuriated the indigo-haired girl carried on to say, rather commandingly,

"You two will quit this fighting at once! Hidan, you will apologize to Mitarashi-sensei. Sasori you will apologize to Hidan! And you both will apologize to me! Then go straight to your first period classes! Without arguing, understand!?"

They nodded hurriedly, scared for their very lives from the once gentle and kind girl in front of them. They practically sprang to their feet and commenced with their apologies. Feeling quite accomplished, Hinata smiled at her work.

"That was amazing," breathed Asuma, an unlit cigarette dangling from his mouth.

Hinata noted the tiny stick and pulled it from his mouth, dropped it in the trash can, and said, "No smoking on campus, Sensei."

Anko watched, impressed as Hinata rounded the corner and headed on her way. She left the hallway's occupants stunned. They would never make her angry, ever again, that was for sure. The purple-haired sensei felt a feeling of pride knowing that the girl was one of her students. She rather liked the Hyuuga girl.

It wasn't until she was halfway down the next hall, Hinata realized what she'd done. She'd stood up against someone, she'd scolded a teacher, and she hadn't stuttered once. She was finally getting out of her shell. The thought caused her to blush happily and she let out a giggle recalling everyone's faces. She undoubtedly surprised them. Who knew Hinata could be so frightening? She most certainly didn't.

Distracted by her thoughts, the girl crashed into something. Before she could fall flat on her butt, someone caught her shoulders.

Hinata paled when she realized it was a person she'd crashed into. Nose to a tanned and muscled chest, she had to crane her neck to look up at the individual's face. The person surpassed her height by a whole head and then some. It was definitely a guy. Fiery orange hair, spiked scruffily. Two orange colored eyebrows rose at the sight of her, widening the view of his two peculiar eyes. They were shades of orange, inscribed with circles inside other circles. They were almost hypnotizing, the Hyuuga couldn't find the strength to look away.

The orange-haired boy arrogantly smirked at her stunned face.

"I-I'm so, s-so s-s-sorry!" she finally stammered out, in full blush, taking a wary step back.

Great, her stutter was back. She knew it was too good to be true. Although, the boy in front of her was so tall and handsome and intimidating, how could she not react in such a way?

Wait. . .handsome!? Hinata caught herself thinking, causing her face to go through three more shades of red. Her porcelain eyes drifted up to meet the boy's mesmerizing gaze and her blush was there to stay like she'd been colored on in permanent marker.

"Pein!" came a familiar voice that caused Hinata to turn and find Konan hurrying over to them. She reached the orange-haired boy and a real smile formed on her face. The blue-haired girl turned to Hinata and introduced the two, "Hinata-chan, this is my best friend, Pein. He's also the leader of our gang."

"H-hello," muttered the Hyuuga, feeling completely embarrassed.

Pein smiled at the timid girl, but Konan spoke before he could.

"I have to hurry to English and ask Sensei to explain one of the assignment questions to me, see you guys around," she told them, heading around the corner.

Hinata was too nervous to look him in the eyes until he spoke, casually saying,

"So, you're the potential new member? I guess I'll be seeing you later then."

"L-later?" asked Hinata, her voice wavered.

Pein chuckled, and it was a dark sound, one that sent a shiver down Hinata's spine. There was something new in his hypnotic eyes that frightened her. They weren't smiling like Konan's, they were suddenly cold as ice. The look behind his outward smile was sinister. It unnerved Hinata and she took an in voluntary step back as he took one forward. Then another three steps and the indigo-haired girl was backed into a wall.

The threatening individual before her pressed a hand to the wall space by her head, leaning in closer to the trembling girl. His other hand reached up, a finger tracing her jaw line before twisting around a lock of her silky hair.

Hinata was frozen with fear and anticipation as Pein's head swooped in closer. His lips grazed her ear lobe, breath hot on her skin. He was silent for a moment, allowing the anxiety to sink into his beautiful prey.

Then in a low, velvet, foreboding voice he whispered,

"For the initiation."

Leaving the indigo-haired Hyuuga terrified and rooted to the spot, Pein laughed with amusement as he backed away from her. Admiring the look of horror on her pale features gave the man great pleasure and he continued laughing as he headed down the hall.

Hinata Hyuuga was going to learn her place. She was going to learn it fast. Pein was the leader of a cut throat gang. Little girls had no place in the Akatsuki. The indigo-haired girl was going to find this out very soon.

As the orange-haired man rounded a corner his eyes met the gaze of another. The two coal spheres fixated on Pein as he approached the owner of that malevolent gaze.

"What do you think?" asked a dark-haired man, leaning casually in the doorway of a classroom. The man had a blue dress shirt on and a white tie with a tiny Uchiha crest at the tip. He grinned a toothy grin at the orange-haired student beside him, waiting for his colleague's assessment.

Pein scowled at his homeroom sensei before replying,

"A nuisances. What good will she be to Akatsuki?"

The older Uchiha laughed at the naïveté's of his young partner. Then with a devious gleam in his eyes he answered seriously,

"Let her join. I have plans for the young Hyuuga heiress."

Pein inwardly cringed at the thought of these 'plans' his boss had in store for the poor girl he'd frightened moments prior. Madara was always one to stir up unwanted trouble.

xXxXxXx .To Be Continued. xXxXxXx

Dun, dun, dun! The villain of the story is up to something!

Please don't hurt me, but I really don't like Madara (if you haven't noticed). At first he was just gonna be a perv, but then I was like why not make him an EVIL perv?

Oh, and don't be mad at me for making Pein scare Hinata! --when I reread it I had the thought "Pein is a jerk" but he really isn't!-- There will be PeinHina, just wait a bit. All will be revealed later on…

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Now to address a few individuals:

WHO WANTED HAKU AND KIMMIMARO IN THIS!?

Because I love you for the idea!!! HakuHina and KimmiHina! Ohmigawd! I love crack pairings and the very idea of these made me flip! :D

Himeko63 , Kira Acumichi , Tobi loves Hinata-Hime --There will definitely be some of that mixed in I will make it work. And I liked the whole Haku being Hinata's childhood friend. Is it okay if I steal that idea? ;) And I'll have to think about Kimmimaro fitting into all this…

Also thanks to everyone else who said that they liked it, have stuck with the story, and are silently reading this! You guys are all awesome!

As always I thank you for reading and ask that you review!

--Give me more crack pairings that you love, ask questions, or tell me what you thought of the chapter/story! I always want to know! :)