Hey guys, or person, since I only has one alert! D Anyways, sorry for the long wait, but seriously, between drama club, art club, writing club, babysitting, and my needed 3 hours of random brain numbing internet, and the occasional school work, I have been booked…. That and I don't get a lot of inspiration….. So enjoy!

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Hinata stamped her feet, blowing her breath out in streaks of white smoke. Why was it that the afternoons were hot, but in the morning it was fricken 30°??? She glanced down the street again, checking for any signs of the yellow piece of shit that the school system called a bus, and was actually considered safe enough to transport kids to hell….. Then again the piece shit sort of fit its job.

Hinata sighed and looked down to her feet, habit she got into when she was young. People thought that it meant she was shy, but really, it was just where she looked when she started to day dream, like when a girl twirls her hair or a guy taps his pencil. The daydream she was having, though, was about the boy who lived across from her house, and she was still questioning the existence of.

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Hinata walked back out from the front door to grab the last box for her room, which contained all of her books and was probably the heaviest. Lucky for her, it was already placed on the doorstep for her, so she bent down to pick it up. As she got up, she saw a figure walk into the door of the house across the street from her. From the shape of the body, she assumed it to be a guy, since the house's shadow blocked out most of the detail. That and he was a little too short and thin to be an adult, maybe he was her age.

Not putting any more thought into it, Hinata turned and went back into that house and up into her room.

Later that night, Hinata questioned her parents about any neighbors that they had.

"The only neighbors that I think we might not have are in the house across from us. We looked inside it and that place is so rundown, the only family living there would be vampires." Her mother stated with a laugh. "But I think Neji lives down the street."

"I asked about neighbors, mom, not cousins." Hinata went back to her chicken that she had been picking at, wondering what the boy had been doing in the house then

After dinner, Hinata was walking out of the bathroom after her shower. The hallway had a window that looked out into the street, and since they had just got there, no one had put curtains up. As she passed the window, she saw a light coming from the top window of the house across the street, and the shadow of someone passing in front of it.

"That's…. weird….." Hinata made her way back to her room contemplating the light she saw.

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The honk of the bus horn startled Hinata out of her memories.

"You might want to move, though you may not care, but I would like an education." Stated a very cold voice behind her.

Hinata jumped, not realizing that someone had joined her in the long wait for the transportation to hell.

"Hurry it up!" The boy glared at her and decided she wasn't worth his time, and walked past. Hinata glared after the kid and followed him onto the bus.

She watched as the kid made his way to the back of the bus, sitting next another guy their age. She glanced around the rest of the bus, trying to pick out a seat that would keep her away from the obvious bastard, but the only one open was across the aisle from the two.

"Joy…" Hinata muttered under her breath, heading to the seat. Neither the bastard nor his friend seemed to notice her, so she took the advantage and started to scrutinize the duo.

First up was the bastard himself, since he was closer to her: The kid had sleek obsidian₁ hair, longer in the front than it was in the back, styled into that fashion that always made Hinata think that he had a fight with a blow-dryer… and lost. His outfit was somewhat normal; A red plaid sweatshirt and black skinny jeans. He had on headphones which were turned up so loud that Hinata could distinctly hear the screams of Dir en Grey, yet somehow he was in what appeared deep conversation with his friend.

The other was much different. His hair was blonde and stood out in a complete halo of his head; the ends were tipped in red. He was wearing an overly tight black shirt that had a picture of a heart (as in the organ) with a bullet hole in it with twisting red letters that read 'Bullet for my Valentine'. He had on black nail polish and a pink bracelet, the cheap kind, which was basically a piece of plastic in the shape of a circle. His pants were of the trip kind, and instead of the normal black, they were white. The oddest thing about him was it looked like someone took a sharpie to his face and drew cat whiskers, three, on each cheek.

Both had on black Vans, and both had their ears pierced twice.

Hinata turned away from the two and pulled her legs up into the seat so her back slouched down until the nape or her neck was in the crevice between the seat and its back. Once in this position, she looked up to her feet and started to think about the first day of school. Her parents had lead her on a tour the day before, and just by looking at the lockers, she could tell that this school was much nicer than the one she used to go to, so the kids were richer, and with fortune comes arrogance.

"So… What's your name?" Hinata jumped and looked at the obsidian haired kid. Somehow, she was next to the window instead of at the edge of the seat, the bastard was next to her, and his friend was nowhere to be seen. "How did you get here?" She demanded.

The bastard glared at her. "Answering a question with a question, isn't that polite?" Hinata felt His stare and shivered. Was this guy for real?

"To answer your question, I have been here all along, seeing how I got onto the bus after you, and this was the only open seat." Hinata looked at the seat he was supposed to have been occupying, and aw that it was filled by a blonde girl who was flirting with a rather round kid. "Now you answer me, what's your name?"

Hinata felt her face redden in anger. "Hinata Hyuuga." She spat, whipping her head to the window.

"Sasuke Uchiha." Hinata didn't turn back.

"What do you want ba- Sasuke?" She watched stores go past the window, each one getting smaller as they made their way out of town and into the opposite side of Konoha. The Stores soon disappeared to a tidy looking park, leaves filtered through the air and landed on the ground to be quickly swept up by obvious volunteer workers.

"Maybe to try to show hospitality to the new kid? We will be sharing the same schedule, so I think that it's the least I could do."

Hinata froze, She just got her schedule this morning with the mail, how did he know it? She glanced to Sasuke, wondering if he was a stalker of some sort.

"I am a favorite with the teachers, so they assigned you my schedule." He said.

"Now how did you know what I was thinking?" Hinata was beginning to get annoyed and freaked out by this guy. He could explain it away with the schedules, but reading thoughts?

"It's the only the most common thought that would come to mind if I said that. Really, it was obvious what you were thinking. Even Miss Blondie over there could have guessed it."

Hinata got the impression that he was making a fool of her. "Okay Mr. Smartass, what's my favorite colour?"

"Midnight Blue."

Hinata flustered. "Ho-"

"You filled out a personality sheet when you toured the school yesterday, remember? They gave it to me." Sasuke started to look very annoyed with Hinata's attempts to stump him. Hinata took the hint and ended their brief game of twenty questions. She turned back to window and watched the passing trees and the occasional meter wide creek. Quickly the forest opened into another field which, assuming by the scattered headstones, was a graveyard. Probably where the town decided to end its budgets, because compared to the par, where leaves where obviously illegal, this place hadn't seen a rake or sprinkler system in a while.

Somehow, the place seemed welcoming. Probably because it wasn't held up by looking nice to get by. This feeling quickly lost its touch as soon as they passed by one of the many angels that took up residence there. It was all black, and someone had graffited an evil eye onto the base in read, along with its eyes.

Hinata felt a cold dagger-like feeling dig into her heart as she stared into the angel's eyes. She would normally feel pity for it, having been the subject to torment, but she felt like doing the same. It was obvious evil.

Hinata looked to her feet and thought of any books she had about witchcraft. Maybe she wuld do some research on haunted graveyards, or maybe Konoha had its own ghost story, and it was trying to compensate for it with all of the money.

"honey- Are you going to get off the bus?"

Hinata jumped and looked up to a kindly lady in her mid 50's, and realized she was the bus driver, and that everyone else was not on the bus.

"Shii-oot!" Hinata corrected herself, not sure how strict the adults were in this school system. She jumped up and ran down the aisle and jumped off the bus. As she made her way to the school, Hinata heard the driver comment on the youth these days.

Damn that bastard Sasuke, why didn't he tell me to get off the bus?! She thought, running into the her first class as soon as the bell rang.

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