Itachi chuckled. Okay, okay, it wasn't a chuckle in the least. It was a full-on laugh. When the librarian shushed him, he tried stifling his laughter in his book.
"Aniki, you're going to get us kicked o-out," Sasuke could barely hold in his laughter, too, his face as bright as his prized tomatoes. "I'm sure you'd love it if the librarian did it," Sasuke snickered widely, and then another 'shh!' resounded from the already cranky librarian.
Itachi gave Sasuke a pointed look, but had to admit the truth. Itachi was not, how could someone put it gently, charming. Itachi is very practical and very factual. However, just this once, in the very place where you should remain practical and factual, he could not. All because the librarian was the hottest person alive.
Inside the book was a picture of the librarian herself, as a twelve-year-old. However, her hair was untamed and her gigantic ugly sweater hung down to the top of her thighs, and her shorts screamed unfashionable. The geeky glasses hanging upon her face were broken, and one of her pretty little teeth were missing. She was gasping, so they assumed it was a surprise picture. Itachi and Sasuke thought it was so funny how someone so gentle as Hinata Hyuga could look like this awkward colt-like - thing. Just thinking about it made Itachi laugh a little harder.
Hinata was finally fed up. She was told she would have to move out in a month, her best-friend just slept with her (ex)boyfriend, and worst of all she couldn't find it. Now, these laughing Uchiha idiots decide today of all days to be more annoying than usual. Most days, she could just brush it off, and return to recollecting and stacking books. However, today was not 'most days'. Hinata stood up, all her royal bloodline kicking in, and stalked over to where the annoying Uchihas were sitting. She saw that they were cracking up over a book, probably one of the stupid ones or the real perverted ones that Kakashi liked to check out. Unconsciously, Hinata wondered why they had a full volume of that series. Either way, they are most definitely getting kicked out, and she was going to revoke their cards for about a week.
"Excuse me, but you've been creating such a ruckus, that I'm afraid I'll have to -" then Hinata saw it. The horrid picture. That is what they're laughing about? Her? "Give me that!" She pinned a glare at them, and that was enough to shut them up.
"Sorry, it was funny," Sasuke replied honestly. Hinata's features darkened, and she was thankful it was only them three at the little library at the moment.
"I'm sorry, you think this is funny?" She practically screamed at them. Itachi and Sasuke were now throughly confused. "This was taken when I was twelve. This was taken when my bullies, who still continue to bully me today, decided that they were so sick of me, I had to be beaten! This photo was used to blackmail me all throughout highschool! So, no! It's not funny, you idiots!" When Hinata took more than thirty seconds to comprehend what she had done, and who she just insulted, Itachi knew he was in for it. Sasuke wasn't going to get off any lighter.
"Look, Hinata, everyone gets bullied. I went to highschool with you, you looked just fine," Sasuke said unsympathetically. That's when Hinata finally amounted enough courage to do what she had been dying to since sophmore year - slap Uchiha Sasuke.
Itachi sat there. And sat there. He watched the two continue to fight, until ultimately, Sasuke won. Internally, he felt sorry for the girl, because Sasuke couldn't understand. Not like Itachi could. However, he didn't feel a need to help her. Sure, she had a pitiful life, but that's no excuse to go out of his way and help her. No, cool Itachi would just sit back, and watch his little brother and the best librarian ever continue verbal attacks.
Then, defeated, Hinata turned away.
"You are never welcome in my library again. Do you understand? Never. That includes you Itachi. People who just sit around and wait, are just as bad as the people who hurt others. You honestly disappoint me." Hinata said with finality, whispering the last sentence to herself. Sighing, she opened the door so the brothers could walk out, and they did with their tails tucked between their legs, and heads low.