Sweet Chaos

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto.

AN: It has been edited and added to.

Chapter 2

Popularity was a status Hinata only recently achieved in high school. Confidence and poise were traits newly gained. In elementary and junior high she was considered to be a dork. She used to sport a ridiculous and childish inverted bob. She absolutely hated that old hairstyle. She also used to wear ugly baggy pants and oversized hoodies, perfect for blending into the background. It sure didn't help that the Hyuuga was incredibly shy, stuttering being a nervous habit for her. Everyday she would come into school and would sit alone. Hinata had no friends; she was a nobody.

At the end of eight grade, Hinata, for the first time stepped out of the shadows. It was a memory that she would always clearly remember and despite everything cherish. She was in art class, sitting in the back corner by the window, busy drawing the still life assembled on her desk. Hinata loved art class; it was the only place at school where she felt that she could escape.

"Oh wow, that's incredible!"

A loud bubbly voice came from nowhere and startled her. The voice belonged to no other than her lifelong crush, an incredibly kind looking tall blonde. Hinata had failed to notice that he had been walking around the room surveying everyone's work. She admired Naruto for his ability to bring people together. He was always happy and sincere, and his positive energy couldn't help but rub off onto others.

"Um… t-thank you," Hinata whispered back as she felt her cheeks begin to burn.

"Oh no problem, seriously though it's amazing," said the blonde and flashed her a genuine smile that left Hinata in a daze. He then moved on to the next table to check out his other classmates' sketches. Hinata picked up her pencil, but did not continue. She couldn't, her crush's acknowledgement consumed her thoughts. It was the first time that someone had willingly reached out to her.

It was in that moment that Hinata decided, that for high school, she had to change. She had to get noticed and it was all for a boy named Naruto.

Of course Hinata knew that was stupid to try to reinvent herself for a boy, but she truly thought that she was in love. Naruto was the first person to talk to her, the first one that recognized her existence. Naruto, one of the most popular kids in her school, talked to her, the dorky and plain little girl. Every single time Hinata was near him, she felt as though couldn't breathe. She felt as though her heart was going to explode.

All Hinata wanted was for him to notice her, to like her and to want to be with her. So at the end of eighth grade she started buying all teen magazines in an effort to become trendy and desirable. She experimented with makeup and bought more revealing clothes. Hinata even got her first pair of high heels and all she could remember was that they hurt like a bitch. She dieted and exercised, so that her body could be the perfect hourglass shape. She also grew out her hair because boys apparently liked long hair. And you know what, it worked; she was rewarded for all her efforts.

When Hinata entered Kohona High she was devastated when she found out that Naruto wasn't going to be in her class, but around the third week of ninth grade, Naruto came up to her during lunch and asked me to go on a date with him. Inside the petite girl was dying.

Did he really just ask me out?

On the outside, however, Hinata tried to act cool and indifferent and replied with a simple "sure."

Going out with Naruto had boosted her popularity by a tenfold. They were considered the second hottest couple out of the entire school. Sasuke and Sakura were of course the most popular since Sasuke. That, however, all changed during the second semester of freshman year. Sasuke, out of the blue, for reasons unknown broke up with Sakura. Hinata could clearly remember that day since she was with Ino trying to comfort the poor pinkette in the girls' bathroom. She was in hysterics, and her eyes were red and swollen from crying.

She loved Sasuke for as long as Hinata loved Naruto. She felt a strong sense of empathy for Sakura, although Hinata just couldn't imagine getting dumped like she did. No, Naruto would never dump her. They were truly in love and she trusted him with everything she had.

Little did she know something much worse was headed her way.

In the middle of spring break, all the kids who were somebody were invited to Ino's blowout. Little did the Hyuuga heiress know that she would get her heartbroken at Ino's party. As she was looking for the bathroom, she heard Sakura's breathy voice.

"Mmhmm. Naruto wait, what about Hinata? Ahhh. No please she really does like you and–"

"What about Hinata? Sure she's nice, but you like me and I like you so I don't see the problem," was her boyfriend's response. Hinata could not believe what she heard. Everything she had worked so hard for was breaking into tiny little pieces.

"Well what are you going to do then? You have to tell her."

"I'll break up with her when school starts." (AN: I'm not hating on Naruto, I swear, but for this story, it was kind of necessary.)

Oh god, more moaning sounds. Hinata's vision became blurry and her breath became ragged. Tears ran down her cheeks and the lump at the back of her throat made it difficult for her to swallow. In an effort to hide from other partygoers, she quickly ran into the bathroom and locked the door. The poor ravenette slowly slid down the door and sat on the tiled floor. Gasping for air, she held her hand to her aching chest. She was hurting.

Had their relationship meant nothing at all?

Feelings of betrayal, frustration, and inadequacy rose, along with the uncontrollable urge to scream and break something. How could she be so stupid to think that Naruto actually liked her? Hinata had even lost her virginity to him! All because she was so blindly in love with him, she refused to see the truth earlier. Even after all that time, after everything Hinata had done, she wasn't good enough. She would never be Sakura.

Brrrrrrrr. Brrrrrrrr. She checked the caller ID and it was Neji. The vibrations continued until the call went to voicemail. The vibrating phone served as a sort of wake up call. She couldn't just sit there and cry. No a self respecting Hyuuga would never do that. She'd leave someone else to wallow in their misery.

Fuck this shit, Hinata thought, I'm done with Naruto. I'm done with all of it.

The day everyone came back from break, Hinata pulled Naruto aside and said loudly, "Naruto, our relationship isn't working for me. I'm sorry, but you always bore me in bed." Naruto just stood there speechless; Hinata knew the people sitting at the adjacent table heard her. To keep the little pride she had intact, she did not mention what she had witnessed at Ino's party. The ravenette's comment was more than enough for her. She was satisfied to know that she had embarrassed him, that she had given him a small taste of the humiliation she went through.

Unfortunately breaking up with Naruto, only served to facilitate his new relationship with Sakura. If she recalled correctly, it was less than a month before they had gotten together 'officially.' Although Hinata had feigned indifference, she was absolutely crushed. Though she wasn't quite sure what hurt the most. That the boy she loved and had changed for, was now happy with someone else, or that someone else just so happened to be one of her closest friends.

After their union, Hinata decided that she would do anything in order to forget. The double betrayal had left a bitter taste in her mouth, so she did what she could to alleviate the pain. Hinata began to gain the attention, good and bad of all the other males at Konoha High. It was a great source of distraction, and so she changed once more. Hinata began to dress, dance and even talk in a more provocative manner. It amused her to no end to see how people automatically assumed that she was a slut. They always made her choose since for them there was no in between. Hinata had to either to be the prude or the slut.

Hinata chose to embrace the image of promiscuity. Although some might say it was a surprising transformation, sex made her feel powerful, attractive, and needed. She needed physical contact in order to feel anything. Each week there would be a new someone, but after a drunken encounter with Sasuke, everything changed. She found herself returning for more. The warmth, the pleasure, it was addictive. There was an indescribable spark, a connection that kept her coming back. Hinata barely knew anything about Sasuke, yet she needed him. With his irresistible body never failing to bring her ecstasy, Hinata was slowly losing the little self-control she had and truthfully she didn't mind.