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Before I start this chapter, I would just like to remind everyone that murder IS illegal and usually frowned upon, so please don't kill me for being this late. ^^'

WARNING: THIS IS THE NARUHINA ENDING. (SasuNaru will be the next. :P)

Chapter 15: Love

Even the best fall down sometimes
Even the wrong words seem to rhyme
Out of the doubt that fills my mind
I somehow find
You and I collide

~Collide by Howie Day

Every blessing has its curse, as Hinata Hyuuga knew very well. She was, as fate would have it, blessed with the honor of being the first-born child of the first branch in one of the few and respected Konoha clans. Everyone knew just by looking at her in what way this blessing cursed her. (Although they could not tell whether it was her personality that made her status a curse or whether her curse brought about the strange mannerism and debilitating shyness.) The curse that people could not grasp, however, plagued the life of this young ex-heiress more than her status ever could. For her clan's greatest treasure, her remarkable sight, led Hinata to see more than she ever wished.

No, she did not see perverse, grotesque, or private matters that scarred her poor virgin eyes (as many persons thought for an unknown reason). No, it was the everyday happenings, the tell-all signs each person unintentionally exuded while he or she took part in the circadian interactions that life required that tore apart her being. Bluntly stated, Hinata learned to read people early in life and hated her ability to do so. She loathed seeing the twitches, the rubbing, the small tells each person had. Seeing a lover look upward while the other half of the couple spoke, the tapping of a table as a friend weaves a lie to a friend, or the biting of one's lip in pure hurt at a rejection…the visions began to destroy what little faith she had in humanity. The girl could barely retain her sanity in the midst of her constant awareness of how often people lie and hide their true feelings. What's worse, her hatred for this dishonesty only served to make her feel hypocritical. After all, she hid her feelings from the one she loved every day.

But now! No longer would she need to hide! She had finally told her love, torn the words from the depth of her heart where she had buried them for many, many years. The words had come out garbled, falling apart at the seams in an unsightly form, but they were out. Her love had been thrown into the air, waiting to be received.

…Instead it hung.

She watched, not them, but the catcher. Frozen, not from shock, but as if death had claimed him the moment her words were released. His face composed in an emotionless mask; his eyes as clear yet shallow as a doll's.

Slowly, at first, her love began to fall in anticipation of the catch.

Hinata's eyes grew wide. For the first time in her life, she actively searched for a sign, his tell, that would reveal his thoughts. When she saw none…

The words fell faster, picking up speed with the acceleration of gravity.

"…Hinata…"

As if glass had crashed to the ground, his words sent sharp shrapnel through Hinata's being. Her shoulders slumped forward, her spine forming a c-curve slightly, as if she had the air knocked out of her. The world seemed off balance, as if she had all of her weight resting on one foot leaving the other feeling uncomfortably light.

The poor girl's mind began unraveling a bit, frankly, and while her reaction would seem exaggerated to any mere passerby, the pain the ex-heiress felt was tenfold. Every interaction, every shared moment (both real and imagined) the girl had shared with this boy across from her fell upon her like anvils in a cartoon. Each crushed her, certainly, but mocked her with their existence because she should have seen this conclusion. The crush never returns the sentiment after a confession.

"I—I can't." He whispered across the clearing.

Detached as she felt from the world, his voice was as clear as day. Instead of far away, it felt as if his words were said directly into her ears. Closer even; as if said from her very coal. How ironic it was that the loud-mouthed boy she had fallen in love with was reduced to nothing more than whispers. Now it was he who stuttered.

As much as she wanted to hear his excuse, she could not bear to. She could not stand listening to him blame himself, to hear him degrade her friend she still loved. Hinata had failed, not him. Before he could open his mouth again, she turned and fled. The Hyuuga girl ran more quickly than she had for any enemy and even than she had on that frightful night in search of Naruto.

As she ran, the ripping of trees as she tore through the forest almost engulfed the last, "HINATA!" Almost.

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Sasuke was actually having fun. The avenger would certainly never admit the fact and would scowl if anyone tried to suggest such an impossible idea. Having attended very few parties, besides the few Uchiha compound celebrations he attended as a child, Sasuke hardly knew what to do with himself. What does one do at parties? He certainly was not going to go giggle and gossip with the girls or gorge himself at the snack table. The punch was definitely spiked and after a few sips, Sasuke refrained from that as well. With little other choices, he resigned himself to sit on the couches with Neji and Shino who were watching the television. Although seated in front of the bright screen, the Uchiha kept his eyes more on Naruto. The blonde was the life of the party, flitting like a humming bird from group to group. What's more, everyone welcomed him. The giggling girls joked about his antics. The adults smirked at Naruto's embarrassed face when he caught the end of an inappropriate conversation. Choji stopped stuffing food down his throat to laugh at Naruto's loud arguments with Kiba about who is stronger. Neji didn't even flinch when the blonde popped his head in over Neji's shoulder to check out the show every now and then.

Onyx eyes studied the blonde as he laughed at Lee's attempt to stay "youthful" despite his obvious exhaustion. One would never know he had just left a psychiatric hospital. No one could guess how much pain and suffering the teen had experienced throughout his short lifetime. Even Sasuke was uncertain whether or not his only friend had overcome the darkness to finally accept the bright future that was surely in store for the blonde. All that was sure was that Uzumaki Naruto was happy now. Naruto's eyes flickered his way, caught them for a moment, and he smiled. The other teen made a large show of an exaggerated yawn then went to one of the nearby chairs where he flopped onto it with a sigh. Sasuke averted his glance, pretending to watch the television, but he didn't miss a thing. From the corner of his eye, he saw Hinata mutter something to his friend and Naruto grinning as he stood. The sharingan wielder followed the couple with his eyes as they walked out the door, an eyebrow raised in curiosity. Once they were out the door, Sasuke turned his eyes back to the screen staring blankly.

It was not long before the partygoers started calling it a night. Leavers asked where Naruto was so they could say goodbye, but no one had seen him. Sasuke had kept his eye on the door as much as possible, but hadn't seen Naruto return from his trip with Hinata. The Hyuuga didn't return either. Eventually, everyone had left but him and Itachi. Neji had been the last to leave, supposedly waiting for Hinata. Eventually though, he accepted that she had left ahead of time and bid the Uchiha pair good night. When they were all alone, Itachi came and sat next to Sasuke on the couch.

"You seem worried Otouto." Sasuke crossed his arms.

"He hasn't returned yet. He should have."

"He will in time."

"He just got released!" Sasuke snapped while turning to stare at his brother angrily. "What if he had a run in with the villagers or something set him off. I know it's been 6 months, but it's much easier to revert to old ways than to remain strong."

"He will return Sasuke. You much trust him."

Almost as if on cue, footsteps pattered against the roof. The brothers stared into each other's eyes. Finally, Sasuke sighed.

"I'm going to go talk to him." Itachi stood and began to walk out of the room.

"If you think that is wise."

Sasuke stared at the still lit television screen for a second. The ecstatic faces of actors selling some product seemed mocking. The dark teen bent his head and rubbed his eyes with the ends of his fingers. He forced himself to stand and walk toward the front door. He should be more careful about what he wished for.

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When Sasuke reached the roof, his heart caught in his throat. There the blonde sat, blank cerulean eyes staring out onto the treetops and one knee folded into his chest. A single gust of wind blew making the trees rustle softly and pushing Naruto's signature blonde locks onto his face, covering his eyes solemnly. Any hint of the happy go-lucky birthday boy was completely gone. In his stead, was the void being that Sasuke had hoped was gone for good.

Slowly, the Uchiha walked toward the lone figure. The whiskered teen did not react to the sound of his friend's footsteps, nor did he react when the other teen sat beside him. Neither spoke right away, on Sasuke's part because he was afraid that if he spoke, the other boy might shatter into a million pieces. Therefore, the two rivals sat. They stared at the trees, still in the ominous night.

"She told me she loved me." Sasuke almost slid down the side of the roof. "Hinata did. I know you saw us leave."

Another wind blew by, sending an eerily cold chill through Sasuke's bones.

"And? What did you say?"

"I—I couldn't, I can't!" The blonde turned and their eyes locked. Blue eyes filled with pain and fear met black ones filled with shock. "She's perfect Sasuke! I mean, I can talk to her in a way I cannot talk to anyone else, even you. I tell her things I can't even admit to myself. She's been there all along, her love that I wasn't even aware of until tonight has helped cure me, and, and, and—"

Despite the blonde's obvious pain, Sasuke smirked. Naruto in turn scowled.

"Teme! What are you smiling about?"

"I'm sorry. I'm waiting for the reason why you didn't tell her you loved her back. It's obvious that you do."

Naruto broke their gaze and stared at the roof tiles, his hair once again shielding his eyes.

"…She's too perfect Sasuke. I could never be with her. I'm nothing more than the knuckle headed Jinchuriki. I've already ruined her life enough! If I was to be with her, do you know what people would do to her? Do you know what her own clan would do? I could never put her in any kind of danger, never! Besides that, why on earth would she love me? Me! I'm an absolute mess! I could never give her the kind of life she deserves, I could never make her as happy as she should be."

They were both quiet for a moment. Sasuke leaned back against the roof.

"But you already do make her happy." Naruto's head snapped up, but remained facing straight ahead.

"She knows you're a jinchuriki and she knows that comes with a heavy burden. While I might not know exactly how her clan would react, I am certain she does. She is a capable ninja Naruto, she has evaluated the situation thoroughly before going through with her confession. She wants to be with you Naruto. She loves you. Why a dobe like you? Who knows what she sees, but she sees it. Even if you could never give her the kind of life, you think she deserves or make her as happy as you may want her to be, we both know you would try to more than any other would man alive would. If you really love her, you would devote yourself to her instead of throwing her aside. Even if you think it's for her own good, you've only hurt her."

Naruto's body suddenly started trembling and for a moment, Sasuke was worried he had upset him. Suddenly, laughing filled the air.

"Teme! When did the stoic jerk we all knew and hated become so well versed in relationship counseling!"

"Baka, everything about you is so obvious. Everyone knew the Hyuuga loved you! You would too if you weren't so oblivious."

"Who are you calling a baka!"

"You since you're still here." Naruto stood up quickly, actually catching Sasuke off guard. The blonde stood there silently for a second, the Uchiha watching him from where he sat.

"Thanks teme." Sasuke smirked.

"Chh. At least you're smart enough to ask me for advice."

With one last "teme," Naruto hopped onto a nearby tree and disappeared into the forest.

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Like any young girl facing rejection from one's true love, the young Hyuuga wanted nothing more than to return home, curl into a ball, and cry until she could no longer. That said, Hinata headed straight home as fast as she could force herself to run and, when she arrived to her destination, she flew through the door.

In her unstable emotional state, however, she had forgotten she and Neji had told her father they were going to spar together before lying down to sleep. Needless to say, arriving later than expected, without Neji, seemed odd to Hiashi. Seeing his daughter run past the entrance without noticing his presence seemed odder still. Hearing her slam her bedroom door finally caused the older man to sigh, push himself up, and begin to walk toward Hinata's room. The man had to wonder if wishing that his daughter and nephew were out doing what they had told them they were doing was too much to ask. Hiashi had survived a ninja war, but these teenagers may be the death of him.

As he neared the teen's bedroom, the Hyuuga leader's shoulders slumped slightly at the sound of sobs. At times like these, Hiashi hated being a single father. The elder Hyuuga lacked the compassion and finesse required to dealing with a young girl's turmoil. He had been raised as a shinobi; shinobi did not show their emotions. Yet, as a father, he knew he needed to soothe his daughter and quell her tears. How he missed his wife at times like these. She was so loving and kind, so much like his daughter. She would know exactly what to say to calm Hinata.

Before he could open young Hinata's door, however, Hiashi stopped. Doubt began to surge through the leader of the Hyuuga clan. What if he only made matters worse by walking in there? His lack of education in this department of childcare may lead his daughter to only more heartache. Especially since the man was fairly certain this sadness pertained to a boy. Perhaps the very blonde boy he had forbidden his daughter from seeing. In order to console her, the Hyuuga would have to admit to knowing her "medical training" was just a guise for her visits to see Uzumaki, and then he would lose some credibility as a strong, strict father.

Slowly and unsurely, the man turned and walked away again. The sobs were still heart retching, but he could not risk making matters worse. Instead, the father walked back to where he sat at the table and tried to occupy himself. No matter how he tried to distract himself from his daughter's pain, he simply could not. In the end, the man resigned himself to sitting with his forehead resting against the top of his intertwined hands, his eyes staring blankly at the wood tabletop. Whoever caused his daughter this much pain would not survive long if he could help it. Oh, why did he have to have a daughters and not sons?

When the door opened and Neji entered, Hinata's sobs had quieted but had not stopped. Neji, however, heard them upon entering the room where Hiashi sat in the exact same position he had been sitting in for the last hour. Neji scowled and was about to walk toward Hinata's room, but the elder Hyuuga caught him by the arm.

"Leave her be. She is obviously in mourning."

If Neji had not known why Hinata was crying, he put the pieces together at that point. He tried to turn and head back out the door, most likely to give the blonde a piece of his mind, but Hiashi stopped the boy mid-step with a curt "leave it!"

"But—"

"She is old enough to fight her own battles. Let her overcome this on her own merit and strength. You may deal with any other matters after she has come to term with her situation herself. Go to sleep now. The morning will bring a new situation."

Neji stared into the blank eyes of his elder, then nodded. The teen stormed out of the room toward his own, but it was only after Hiashi heard the door shut did he allow himself to sigh. Now he may have made an enemy of his nephew, parenting was an impossible task.

He sat again, this time staring straight ahead, thinking of his dearly departed wife and about how she would have handle this predicament with so much more grace. At some point later in the night, when Hinata's cries were quiet enough to not be heard from where he sat, Hiashi heard a knock at the door. The Hyuuga closed his eyes. Oh Kami, please let this be a solution not a catalyst. He stood ever so slowly as if dreading whatever was on the other side of that door. Upon reaching the door, he hesitated opening it, but did so anyway.

If he had ever believed his situation could not become more stressing, the door revealed a certain blonde haired trouble marker. Only years of etiquette training kept the middle-aged man from slamming the door on the teen and only law kept him from murdering the boy right then. Instead, he stared blankly at the young man.

By Uzumaki's stature, Hiashi could tell the boy had mentally and physically prepared himself for the worst. The teen stood at attention, stiffly, and with his chest slightly raised. His arms and legs were tense, as if prepared to fall into a combat stance or block a punch if thrown. Boldly, his azure eyes were locked on Hiashi's.

"Is Hina—Hinata home?" Despite his preparation, the young man could not keep his voice from shaking slightly.

"That is none of your business."

"Please Hyuuga-san, I must speak to her."

"She is in no state to talk and under no circumstances are you allowed to speak to her." With that, the Hyuuga moved to close the door. Naruto stopped him.

"Please! I understand that you don't like me, that you can't stand me actually, but I didn't mean to upset her. Upsetting her is the last thing I wanted to do. I need to speak to her and I'm afraid if I don't right my wrong now, she may never speak to me again."

"From which she would benefit." The young teen's head dropped. For a moment, both were silent. Neither spoke, neither moved. Hiashi was about to close the door once more when the Kyuubi container finally raised his glaze. Hiashi could see the inner tumult in the man's clear eyes.

"Hyuuga-sama, I agree. Hinata would be better off without me, I've told her that before. When she told me she loved me, I knew I had to push her away. But…I can make her happy. I know I can, I know I do! And…she makes me happy. She makes me happy when no one else can. If I thought I could, I would never see her again. I would let her find someone better, someone worthy of her. But the moment she left…I knew I couldn't bear being without her."

"If you don't let me in now, fine. I'll find some other way to talk to her, and if she won't talk to me…then I'm sure she'll live happily ever after without me. And, if she will, I'd be there for her anyway I can until the moment I die. Even if she can no longer love me after the pain I have put her through, I will be there for her until the very end. But, if you let me in now, I will tell her what I've told you now and there may be a chance that she will forgive me. I swear I would dedicate myself to making her happy and keeping her safe. I don't have much, but she would have whatever I can give her." Naruto smiled sadly.

"I know that's probably not enough for you, and whatever decision you make will be what you think is best for Hinata. I'll honor your choice because, in the end, that's all I want as well."

Again, neither man spoke nor moved. Hiashi studied the boy in front of him and with every second that passed, he noticed the boy slump further in defeat as he knew every passing moment just insure rejection. The Hyuuga knew the boy's past; knew of his foolish pranks as a child, his failing while in the academy, and his sudden growth in strength in maturity since training with the great sage, Jiraiya. He knew of his recent involuntary commitment, though he could see that he had now been released. By letting the boy in, Hiashi knew that his daughter may one day marry this young man and she would face the backlash of marrying the Kyuubi's container. Other Hyuuga members will frown upon her that much more, perhaps even demand her exile and the village people may subject her to the same cruelness with which they treat Uzumaki.

Despite all of this, and his better judgment, Hiashi moved inside. The blonde stared in shock.

"Quickly now." Naruto's smile reached from ear to ear as he stepped into the house. As he entered, however, Hiashi grabbed his arm.

"If you break my daughter's heart again, I will break every bone in your body to the point that the Kyuubi will be unable to heal them." Uzumaki swallowed audibly but nodded his head. Hiashi let go and watched the boy quickly walk toward Hinata's room.

As soon as the boy had entered her room and closed the door behind him, Hiashi put his middle finger and thumb against the ends of one eyebrow, with his pointer finger pressed against his forehead and sighed before closing the door.

How simpler things used to be when parents did not have to worry about the ridiculousness of love. Arranged marriage is a wonderful practice indeed.

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The moment Naruto walked into Hinata's room the excitement from having just won not, exactly approval as much as acceptance from Hyuuga Hiashi, disappeared. Hinata's sobs caused his body to fill with toxic guilt and her pain torn away his confidence in chunks. The girl was nothing more than a small, shaking lump under the covers, like a dog hiding in fear. The blonde knew he had hurt the other teen, but he hadn't expected her to react so violently.

Hinata hadn't seemed to notice his entrance, so Naruto silently walked to her bed. Slowly, he sat on the edge of the bed. Instantly, the girl froze; a single sob stopped mid-creation. Even slower, the blonde grabbed the edge of the covers and began to peel them away until he saw her face. Their eyes met and it took the girl a second to realize who was leaning over her.

As soon as she did, though, she squeaked loudly, sat up far too quickly, and hit her forehead against the intruder's chin.

"Yeow! Jeez Hinata! You're skull's hard!"

Both teens clutching their wounded body parts stared at each other for a moment. Then, despite what had happened not a couple hours earlier in the clearing, the two began to laugh. Naruto, in large relieved, chuckles, Hinata in soft giggles mixed with tears. The laughs came to an end far too soon, as Hinata's giggling turned to sobs once again and Naruto's smile fell into a frown. He moved to place a reassuring hand on the girl's shoulder, but she pulled away from him. Hurriedly, she scooted herself away from the man she loved and covered her face with her hands.

"Hinata…."

"What are you doing here Naruto-kun?" The words came out slightly muffled from her hands and her sobs, but the question was clear to the boy.

"I didn't mean to hurt you Hinata."

When she looked up, he knew the pain was clear in his too revealing eyes. Hastily, Hinata wiped the tears from her eyes and face to the best of her ability. She dropped her hands and eyes to her lap.

"Don't worry Naruto-kun. It's not your fault, really. I understand that you don't feel the same way."

"Hinata…"

"No, Naruto-kun. You don't have to explain. You didn't have to sneak in and check up on me."

"I didn't sneak in. Your dad let me in." Hinata's confused eyes rose and he couldn't keep from smiling.

"Yup! Crazy, right? But he did."

"Wh—Why?" Naruto grabbed her hand.

"I—I don't quite understand why myself but…. I never said I didn't feel the same Hinata." Perhaps without even knowing, the girl squeezed his hand and Naruto's smile grew wider.

"Hinata, the second those words came out of your mouth, I was happier than I've ever been. You've always made me happy in ways no one else could. I can talk to you in ways I can't with anyone else. You're one of my special people and I was thrilled to hear I was one of yours." His smile disappeared.

"But Hinata, I'm not good enough for you. I've just barely come to turns with being good enough to live! You could do so much better and find someone who could give you so much more. If you're with me…my life's hard, Hinata. I still need a lot of fixing and I'm not exactly safe. I knew that I had to turn you down."

"You must have seen that, didn't you? That I was going to say 'no'? The second you left though, my world just crashed around me. The thought of not having you by my side…it was unbearable. I need you Hinata. All of this is really selfish, but if I can make you as happy as you make me…please let me. What all of this means…what I've been trying to get around to saying is…Hinata, I think I love you too, so would you be my girlfriend?"

Naruto finally stopped talking and stared at the girl in front of him. The tears had started falling again mid-way through the speech and, although she had sobbed a few times, she had never said a word. Both sat in silence. Eventually, the prankster became antsy.

"…Um hello?" The timid girl mumbled something. "Sorry, what was that?"

"Yes!"

The boy's face burst into a smile and he grabbed the girl into his arms, stood, lifted her into the air and twirled her around.

"Don't leave me hanging like that! Wow, I hope I wasn't as bad as that, was I?" Hinata giggle a little.

Slowly, Naruto stopped turning until she stood in front of him. Hesitantly, he wiped away the tears on her face. After he finished, he stared at her intently.

"I hope I never make you cry again."

"Me—Me too Naruto-kun."

"…Wait, what's that supposed to mean?"

"Hu—?" Before she could finish, Naruto swooped in and gave her a quick, chaste kiss on the lips. In the normal Hinata fashion, she began to turn bright red.

"I love it when you blush."

Much slower this time, Naruto kissed his new girlfriend. They stood that way for a while until they heard a cough. They broke apart, each making a loud squeaking sound, and turned. There, Hyuuga Hiashi stood in the open door way.

"Out."

The blonde wasted no time. With a quick, "Bye Hinata! See you tomorrow," Naruto sprinted out of the room and seconds later the two Hyuugas heard the slam of the front door. Hinata stood stock still waiting for her father's wrath, but all the older Hyuuga did was put his hand on his forehead in the same fashion as he always did, sigh, and leave the room.

Hinata could almost make out what he was muttering under his breath…

"I just had to let him in, didn't I?"

And that folks is one ending to You'd Be Surprised. 3 I honestly thought I would never get to this point. .-.

It's been a super long journey considering where I came from to this point now, at 1:50 in the morning. I started this fanfiction as a way to deal with my own depression, finding solace in a shared secret with main character, though hardly the same circumstances. :P After I was banned from my other fanfiction, I got a new outlook on life and I really tried to fix myself up. My battle was much longer than 6 months, and sometimes I worry it's not gone for good, but my life has gotten so much better. In the three years of writing this, I've gotten a boyfriend, lost and made some friends, moved states, and actually wrote a completely different original novel XD (NaNoWriMo helps you get a lot more done considering you can't procrastinate like you want to).

My life now has been so much different. Leaving before my senior year has made me change dramatically and become a lot more like I've always wanted to be. I'm more confident, outspoken, and I actually get things done. Sadly, I'm lonelier, but the stuff you learn about yourself when you are alone! On my horizon is college (which has already crept into my life slowly, but surely) and it's going to be just as insane.

To everyone reading this, I hope you enjoyed the story, I sure enjoyed the ride. THANK YOU FOR BEING HERE FOR ME ALL THESE YEARS. The reviews were sometimes the only thing that kept me going. I don't know where I would be with writing and all you people reading.

If you're waiting for the Yaoi ending, don't worry. You won't have to wait another year (hopefully!) for it to be up because it is halfway done. I wanted to finish it tonight but I am DEAD. :P

Thank you Readers and Reviewers,

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