Music, Ballet, and All of the Above
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto
Chapter 8
Wow
"Okay you can't hide anymore," Isy called to me, pulling back my bed's covers. Everyone in school hasn't forgotten what happened on Tuesday yet. I can't go. Laughter would follow me in the halls … I will die!
"No! I'm not hiding! I'm just not going to school" I said, pulling the covers over me once again. I hid under bunches of warm sheets and blankets.
"You missed Wednesday and Thursday, you can't miss anymore. You will get too far behind in your classes. Do you want to fail?" Do I want to fail? No, I don't want to fail, but I don't want to face people either. "Let's go! Neji!" … Neji? I panicked, mentally. Why was she calling Neji?
I felt the covers pull away from me again. Warmth around me was gone. I squeezed my eyes closed. I don't want to know what is about to happen. Two strong arms lifted me up and took me out of my room and down the hallway. The next thing I knew I was in the bathtub filled with freezing cold water.
"AHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Neji smirked. He looked down at me pitifully and walked away. If this is how they want me to get to school, it's the wrong way to do it. 'Cause I'm not going! "I'm not going!" I screamed out for the entire world to hear. I sat in the ice-cold bath water silently.
"You know, that's okay, because I was thinking that I would take Hanabi to all of your classes instead. She could talk to all of your classmates." Isy leaned on the doorway, with her arms crossed over her chest. Isy wouldn't! Hanabi would tell people anything. She would make my embarrassment ten times worse.
"Fine, I'll go," I sighed. There was no other option.
"Good. Hiding only makes it worse." Easy for her to say, during high school she could have been the most popular girl, but she chose not to be. I pulled myself out of the tub and walked slowly back to my room. I had to get ready for school. Yay! … Not!
I walked past all the people in the hallway. Neji was one foot in front of me. I didn't ask for him to protect me. He's too overprotective. I'm not a baby anymore. I can take care of myself. I stomped past him, quickly pushing him away slightly, so he would get the point.
"Sorry, I just don't want anything to happen. You're my little sister," Neji said, catching up to my fast pace.
"Cousin," I reminded him. Even though we were really cousins, we did act like brother and sister. I didn't need him to be a brother now. I needed to do this alone, not with a body guard.
"Sister," he replied stubbornly. Stubbornness, a Hyuuga trait that all of our family has; surprisingly, I have it too. … unfortunately.
"I don't need a body guard. I have to do this by myself." I said. I looked up before I stood in front of my locker. Nothing … good, so far. I stood at arms length and turned the combination lock to the numbers it needed. I pulled up the latch and sidestepped away from it. "See, nothing." I turned to Neji to show him that I was okay.
"Okay … just be careful," he warned me before sauntering to his own homeroom. Just then the bell rang and the kids who crowded the hall made their way to their homerooms.
I turned back to my locker and took out the books I needed. I recited my schedule slowly underneath my breath to make sure I had everything.
"Hey," a voice came from the other side of my locker door. He was the first person I didn't want to deal with, and yet here he is.
"Go away," I said, crude and to the point. I tried to make my voice as seriously dangerous as possible.
"Hinata …"
"No! Just don't talk to me." I slammed my locker closed and turned my back to him.
"I can't do that!" Sasuke caught up to me and pushed me against a locker. He stood in front of me so the only thing I saw was him. "I promise that nothing like that will happen to you ever again." He pushed an annoying strand of hair away from my face. His fingers lingered on my cheek. I gulped down hard, trying to ignore how I felt. He was right … I do like him, but "we"could never happen. We were on different ends of the spectrum. Romance like this only happens in movies, TV, and books. Not in real life.
"You can't promise that." I swatted his hand away from my face, and ducked away from him. " I never want to talk to you ever again!" I walked away slowly, refusing to look back to see if he was following me or not. Part of me hoped that he was, because if he was I could just turn around and tell him everything I felt two seconds ago. That he makes me feel wanted, special, and strong. I sighed silently, tightening my hold on the strap of my backpack as I continued down the now empty hallway. When I was further down the hallway I heard something crash against metal. I didn't have to turn around and look to know that Sasuke had punched a locker. I bit down on my lower lip. Apparently he hated this as much as I did. A warm tear ran down my cheek.
"I'm sorry, but there's no other way," I whispered under my breath.
"How many pretty's do I have to put in front of a please to make you let me and Temari beat the crap out of her and the other one?" Tenten asked, leaning over her desk towards mine. I smiled weakly at her, still recovering from the body-crushing hug she gave me when I walked into homeroom.
"Thousands 'cause you and Temari are not going to beat her up." Sakura isn't worth retaliation.
"What?! Why not?!" she whined. She threw a huge pout at me. "She deserves it Hinata!" she argued after noticing her pout had no effect on me.
"You and Temari shouldn't sink to her level." I said. Retaliation against her would only cause a war. Then that war would never end. It would continue until the day we graduate next year.
"What level is that?"
"The bitch level. Promise me you won't?"
"I promise, even though I don't want too," she sighed. I smiled at her brightly. Tenten laughed and nudged me gently. I glanced back to see where Sasuke was sitting, but he wasn't there. Not that I'm worried. I did tell him to leave me alone before, so Sakura would leave me alone too. Oh who am I kidding?! Yes I'm worried. He probably hurt his hand, and it's all because of me.
I walked into math class, noticing Sasuke was already sitting in his seat. A bandage was wrapped around his right hand. I looked at my feet and sat down. It's all my fault. I'm so stupid. I stared down at my index fingers as I pushed them together. Before I could turn and apologize to him, Ibiki started the lesson. I had lost my chance to change my actions from this morning. Maybe that means "we" really were never meant to be.
Kakashi's voice rambled on and on about something I didn't care about in English. I zoned out after a couple seconds. I started doodling in my notebook instead of taking notes, until a foreign piece of paper found its way on top of my notebook. I looked up and Sakura, who sat in front of me due to the fact we had to be in alphabetical order, winked at me with one of her emerald eyes. Glancing at the paper I read what she had written:
"I'm so totally sorry about Tuesday. I know the whole idea was brilliant, yet harsh. And I hope you can forgive me, I only did it so Sasuke would see that we (him and ME) belong together. It was nothing personal."
Nothing personal?! I stared blankly at her curvy handwriting. Nothing personal?! Those two words kept replaying in my head. To her, the fact that I was humiliated in front of the whole school was … nothing personal. That was it! The last straw! This isn't over! She just made this into a war! And she as sure as hell was going to get hers! I folded the note in quarters and stuffed it into my pocket. Looking up I met her clear gaze.
"Of course I forgive you." I gave her the most genuine smile I could.
"OMG! Thank you so much! I hope we can be friends like we were when we were kids." Oh I doubt that Sakura, because I didn't even like you when we were kids!
"OMG! I hope so too." I smiled once again. In reality the only thing I hope for you is death! A long and painful one! Once Sakura turned to face front again I looked at Sasuke. He was looking directly at me. His eyes were curious, while mine were sad. I turned to a fresh page in my notebook and started to write.
I stood in the lunch line behind Tenten. Temari already was sitting at our usual table with Shikamaru. They were cute together. Tenten had to buy a lunch and I needed a spoon for mine, so I went up with her. The line moved slowly towards the cash register and I only half-listened to what Tenten was saying.
"I don't know why I'm buying this. It's not like I'm actually going to eat it," Tenten said. We were finally at the register. She paid for the food she placed on the tray and I looked out across the cafeteria. Sakura's pink head stuck out like a sore thumb. We had to pass the table where she sat to get to ours. At that moment an idea hit me.
"If you're sure you don't want it, can I have it?" I asked. I felt the smile playing on my lips.
"Um … sure." Tenten looked at me curiously before handing me the tray.
"Open the chocolate milk!" I commanded. She silently complied, doing what I asked or told her to do. "Now go sit down with Temari and Shikamaru."
"Why? Hinata? What's wrong?"
"Nothing … just something big is about to happen. Trust me." I smiled and waited until she sat down. I saw Tenten whisper something to Temari and they both looked at me. I took a deep breath and began walking towards Sakura's table. If she can humiliate me so easily I could do the same to her. I stopped when I was right behind her. I took out the folded note and threw it at Sasuke. He caught it instantly. Then I balanced the tray on my left hand and held the chocolate milk in my hand. I smirked evilly as I dumped the contents of the tray on her. Thank God, Tenten bought soup.
"Ahh!" Sakura turned to face me. She was pissed, and appalled. "What the hell?" she screamed. The meat and vegetable soup ran down her face.
"Hi." I smiled and poured the chocolate milk slowly on her fake pink hair. When the carton was empty I dropped it in her lap and leaned towards her.
"Just to let you know, it isn't personal." I turned away from her with a smile. Laughter filled the whole cafeteria. My work here is done! I told Temari and Tenten that I would see them later. They were both too speechless to respond. I grabbed my backpack and started walking to my next class even though it started in ten minutes.
"Hey Hyuuga!"
"Yes?" I looked over at Karin with confusion. She has never talked to me before. Her dark eyes smiled at me although her face didn't.
"What you did in the café today was awesome!" her lips curled upwards into a pretty smile. She thought it was awesome? Really? I smiled back. I didn't know what to say. Someone thought that I did something awesome!
"She deserved it and I think everyone was glad that you were the one to give it to her, because of Tuesday and all." She gave me one last smile before returning to the silent work we were supposed to be doing. The bell rang before I could think of something else to say to her.
I walked out of class slowly, holding my history books to my chest. Did Sasuke read the note I gave him at lunch? Or did he just throw it away? After everything this morning, I don't expect him to like me anymore. My mind zoned into blank nothingness as I made my way to the band room for eighth period.
"Did you really mean this?" Sasuke's voice called out to me. … Wait Sasuke? I spun around and there he was. Sasuke was standing less than a foot away from me. "Well? Did you?" he asked, pulling the note I wrote from his pants' pocket.
"… Yes," I said quietly looking down at the floor. Blood rushed to my cheeks. Once again I couldn't look at him. Why can I never look at him in the eyes? Why was I so afraid of being trapped in his eyes? Laughter sounded from his throat. It was the same sultry sound that I heard Monday night. He was amused. I looked up and glared at him. My feelings were funny to him?! I opened my mouth and started to yell.
"I can't believe you! And I wrote all of those things down so you could read them and know that the arrogant ass you know yourself to be was right! I do like you! Even if I didn't like it or want to admit it! And here you are laughing at me! Do I amuse you tha-" I never finished that sentence since Sasuke crashed his lips down on mine. At first I was too shocked to register what he was doing, but eventually I started kissing back. My history books and my backpack fell to the floor in between our feet as I wrapped my arms around his neck. My fingers twirled the ends of his midnight blue hair. We broke apart after what felt like forever. He placed his forehead down on mine and looked into my eyes. I breathed in his pine male scent, remembering what he tasted like.
"You know, for a someone so shy, you can sure talk," Sasuke whispered, nuzzling his nose against mine.
"If it would make you happier, I will be mute," I smirked, playfully.
"That wouldn't make me happy at all." He kissed my nose, and pulled me even closer to him … if that was possible, but I'm not complaining.
"Why not?" I asked, raising one of my eyebrows. He kissed the said raised eyebrow and smirked down at me. He was tall; I had to stand on tiptoes to make my lips reach his.
"Because then I would have to find another reason to kiss you." He captured my lips with his again and I balanced myself on my toes, so he wouldn't have to lean down so much. There definitely were perks for being a ballerina.
"I doubt you'll have trouble with that," I said breathlessly, after we pulled apart again. I feel like I'm going to melt into a puddle of Hinata soup.
"Wow … that's cute and all, but you two are late for class." I stiffened in Sasuke's arms and looked around him. Kakashi stood further down the hallway with one of his make out paradise books in front of his face. "The bell rang five minutes ago." He pulled the book away from his masked face and winked at us.
"Go away Kakashi." Sasuke growled as he picked up my history books and my backpack. I looked between them. There was something going on here that I didn't know about, but what?
"Okay Sasu." Did Kakashi-sensei just call Sasuke, Sasu? Kakashi turned and began walking, but for some reason he stopped, turned back and walked towards us. He pulled out a piece of paper and held it out for me to take. "Can you give this to Isy please?"
"Sure." I took the paper from his hand and put it in my pocket. Sasuke and I waited silently until he rounded the corner. Whoa! Kakashi acted weirder then he usually does. Isy and him aren't dating, are they? Oh God! Isy might be dating my English teacher!
"Sorry about him, he's been more weird then usual lately." Sasuke swung my backpack over his shoulder. I reached out to pull it off his shoulder. I feel bad letting him carry all of my things. He stopped my hand with his. Interlacing our fingers together, Sasuke pulled me to start walking. We were late for Isy's class. What did he mean weirder than usual? We only had second period with him. Sasuke didn't see him for the rest of the day, did he? What's going on? I looked up at Sasuke and his face held its usual expression, mixed with a little happiness. He looked down at me, curiously. Oops. He caught me staring at him.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing …" I said that too quickly. He's going to think I'm so weird! "Isy is going to be mad." I looked down. I knew my face was red as a tomato.
"I'll take the blame." My head snapped up. I don't want him to get in trouble because of me. He's being all sweet.
"No, you can't. I did enough to you today." I said, looking at his bandaged hand. He followed my gaze to his hand and smirked.
"You didn't make me punch a locker. I did that to myself." Uh-huh … sure.
"Because of me …"
"Stop that." Stop what?! What was I doing that I should stop?!
"Stop what?" I asked, letting go of his undamaged hand.
"Arguing with me." My jaw dropped slightly. Well if that is what he wants.
"Fine," I said, quickening my pace, so I could get away from him. I won't argue with him!
"You're cute when you're mad," Sasuke said. I spun around to look at him. I was cute when I was mad? The blush went to my cheeks again. When will the blushing end?! "Even more when you get all flustered." I giggled and played with the continually annoying strand of hair on the side of my face. I stopped myself when I regained brain function.
"You're so irritating!" I glared at Sasuke. I hated him and adored him all at the same time. Is it possible to feel both ways towards the same person?!
"Wanna go make out?" Sasuke leaned forward so his nose touched mine.
"Yes!" I answered. Whoa! Whoa! No! "But we can't, we have class." I leaned away from him. I can't get too close to him because then we will end up kissing.
"Later then?" Sasuke asked. He pouted. It was adorable. I didn't think Sasuke was capable of pouting.
"Yeah." I smiled, taking my hand in his. We walked to the band room hand in hand. When we arrived I opened the door slowly, waiting for Isy to start yelling. Surprisingly she didn't.
"I'll give you two a warning, but don't be late next time." She simply smirked when she saw that Sasuke was carrying my things and that our hands were connected. She is going to enjoy rubbing it in my face. Hopefully she'll say more than "I told you so." Sasuke put my stuff by my seat and sat down in his, silently, as I went to Isy's desk.
"This is from Kakashi." I took out the paper and handed it to her. I saw her cheeks gain an almost pink tint, as she took it from me. I sat down, not saying anything. Comments towards both of our romances would have to wait until later. Temari stared at me like she was seeing a two-headed monster.
"Who are you and what have you done to Hinata?" she asked, with a laugh. I pulled out the note Sakura wrote to me in English and handed to her. Temari's mouth formed an "o" shape and I knew she understood. "That little bitch," she muttered. I nodded in agreement and pulled out my notebook. Another letter like the one I received Monday fell out. Temari and I looked at it with shocked eyes. I glanced up at Sasuke's back. Why would he write another one? We were just practically making out in the hallway and he still slipped in another corny love note. I opened the paper and read.
"Dearest Hinata,
I sincerely apologize for what happened. Sakura has gone too far, but in the dark light of that humiliation you were ten times as beautiful to me. Unfortunately I took notice that you have been looking at a certain Uchiha. He is worthless and no good to you. He will cause you pain. You don't now him Hinata. His story is dark and mysterious which makes it appealing but look away. I am here for you. Never forget me … I won't let you!
Your,
Love"
… I … Sasuke didn't write this, and he probably didn't write the other one. Who did? This is really creepy. When I thought it was Sasuke it was cute but I'm weirded out now. I looked at Temari with a panicked look on my face. She grabbed the paper and read it herself.
"Hina…" she whispered. This wasn't good. I have a stalker type person who loves me and is capable of anything. On top of that I think I found real love, and I totally humiliated the queen bee bitch in my school. All I could think of saying was … wow.
End of chapter 8
Okay its only been maybe a week or two but I really was in the mood to write. So here it is, chapter 8. I hope you all like it, I worked hard. With my luck you all will hate it since I did work hard haha. But anyway … if I get 33 more reviews on this story I'll have 100! 100! I can't wait til that magic number! The sasuhinaness in this chapter was epic! And I loved writing that part and the sakura part too … so if you're a fan of her I'm sorry. I personally hate her, lol, until the whole fight with Ino then she grows up a little and I hate her less for it, but still.
The dance recital will be soon. It might be a little hard for me because I'm a pianist not a ballerina, but I do know some ballet type dance moves from guard so I will try to get as descriptive as I can.
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