Really bad writer, trying to make a story…

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Chapter 4

Hinata was motionless. Her face was burning up to the extent that she started to sweat.

"Stop pouting you little girl."

Naruto could see how uncomfortable she was. He saw how her throat nervously swallowed. He was enjoying the view. He didn't think she was so nervous because she liked him, but because she was afraid of him, and he just loved how dominating it felt.

"Sorry." He said letting go of her chin. "It was really bothering me."

Hinata didn't say anything. She brought her hands up to the beaker that was in front of her.

"Maybe we s-should start t-this." She said nervously.

Naruto smiled proudly. "Yea, we should."

As usaual, Hinata had done all the work. Naruto just sat there asking random questions and at times wondered around the room.

"Hey." He said after Hinata had finally finished the lab.

"Y-Yes?"

"You're good friends Sakura right, what does she like?"

Hinata played with the folds of her skirt.

"Naruto, she doesn't- "

"I know, I know she doesn't like me but that doesn't mean I don't have chance, right?."

That's exactly what it means! Hinata didn't know why Naruto was so persistent in seducing Sakura. If he truly knew her the way she did, he would know that when Sakura didn't like someone, she did not like them ever. Once you were on Sakura's hate list, you were permanently there for life.

"She likes cherry blossoms." Hinata said giving in.

"Well I can't do much with that." He said shaking his head. "Anything else?"

Hinata thought a bit harder.

"Well she likes letters. I mean, she likes to read them. It's kinda weird but it's true."

Hinata lips formed a small smile. She remembered the first time she went to Sakura's house. Her room was filled with envelopes and letters taped to the wall. She remembered what Sakura had told her that day.

"I have thing for letters, as you can see. This is gonna sound weird but, I like opening them and looking at the writing. Don't ask me why because I don't know. I guess I just like the classy things, y'know."

"Hellooo?" Naruto said waving his hand at Hinats's face.

Hinata snapped out of her memory. " Maybe you could write her a love letter." She said.

Naruto's eyes dilated. "That actually might work! I'll put some pretty words on a piece paper and she'll surely fall for it! She'll fall for me!"

Hinata was alarmed by his words. Pretty words? Fall for it? Hinata was a shy and weak girl but when it came to her friends, she was very defensive.

"You're not planning to hurt my friend are you?" She said confidently.

She didn't care that it was Naruto she was talking to, her friendship was more important. Naruto could clearly see that, he was a little surprised she had that side of her.

Good for her! He thought. But my needs are more important. Sorry!

"Don't worry! I mean no harm!" He lied.

As much as he knew the girl in front of him was very serious about protecting her friend, he didn't plan on changing his mind. He was a needy guy; Sakura was just another girl that would satisfy his needs. He knew he sounded like a dick, but honestly, he didn't care.

The bell was about to ring. Naruto had been looking at the clock occasionally from time to time.

"The bell's about to ring." He said. "We should probably start heading back to our seats."

"Ok." Hinata said. She cleaned up the lab equipment and grabbed her stuff. Naruto noticed her small hands doing the work. He looked at her face and hair. It looked so angelic, so peaceful. He had to admit the girl was pretty. He didn't know why but he wasn't sexually attracted to her like the other girls. He just thought she was nice to look at, to hug, to cuddle with and gently kiss.

What the hell am I thinking!?

RING!

"Alright, I gotta go! See ya!" He said scampering out the door.

What the fuck was that!? Did I really just run away from a girl?!

Hinata gave a sigh of relief. At last she was in her favorite class, art. Art was the only class where she could release her stress by doing what she loved the most. Painting and drawing was her escape route to another world. She also loved the people in her class. It was an advance class, so everyone there had a strong passion. The class was never loud or obnoxious, but completely silent and focused.

No more drama!

She got out her sketchbook and waited for the teachers instructions. Kurenai-sensai was the art teacher. She was the only teacher Hinata had close bond with. She was always kind to her and always spoke to her as if she was her friend.

"Good afternoon everyone, as you may know, the school play is coming up. The theater director, Guy-sensai, has asked us to paint the background for the play." She pulled out a cart with brushes. On the lower level of the cart was a bunch a bottles of paint and buckets of water. "We'll be heading down to the auditorium today. Your job is to paint a landscape. No people allowed."

It was a letdown to hear that they wouldn't be painting people today. Hinata enjoyed drawing people. She loved how godly it made her feel, how she could create any person imaginable with realistic features and emotions, just by using her hand.

Oh well. She thought. Nothing I can do about it.

The class was already in the auditorium. Everyone had set up large panels across the stage. Each artist had their own individual panel. Hinata had her hair tied back and an apron, covered in paint, tied across her waist. She had small droplets of paint on her hands and face. She was so focused on her landscape, that she didn't know what a mess she was making around her.

"Hey I'm running out of acrylic paint, can I use some of yours?"

"Sure." Hinata said to a girl with two buns on the sides of her head. "How's yours going TenTen?"

"Pretty good. You wanna see it?"

Hinata nodded and followed TenTen to her panel.

"Wow TenTen, it's amazing!"

"Thanks , but I know I could better though. I'm just not feeling it that much. Y'know?"

Hinata rubbed her shoulder. "Don't worry, I like it!"

"Can I see yours?"

"Oh, sure."

The girls made their way to Hinata's artwork. TenTen gaped at what she saw.

"Hinata! You seriously are a legend! I can almost walk into this thing, it looks so real!"

"Thanks." She humbly said. Hinata had painted a beautiful sunset that glistened in the water. The colors were bright so it gave a warm feeling. It was probably one of the best in the class.

TenTen continued to talk to Hinata until eventually the bell rang. They said their goodbyes and TenTen and the rest of the class left, Hinata was the only one that stayed.

"Are you staying?" Kurenai-sensai asked.

"Yea, I just want to finish a couple of things."

Kurenal nodded and smiled, "Ok, if you need any more paint, my rooms unlocked." She waved and left.

Darn it!

Hinata was on the verge of finishing, when her paint pallet completely dried up. There weren't any extra bottles lying around the stage, and she had completely wasted her own paint.

I guess I have to go back to Kurenai's room.

She sighed, that's exactly what she didn't want to do. She was too lazy to walk all the way to the art room and back to the auditorium. But it had to be done; she had to finish her painting.

Hinata was holding to bottles of paint in her hands. She was on her way to the auditorium, when something grasped her attention. She could hear muffled noises as she walked, or at least, echoes of noises. She couldn't really locate where the sounds were coming from but she knew they were somewhere near the auditorium.

She suddenly heard a small "ow" on her right. She slowly walked to the sound.

"OooOo..."

What was that?

She kept walking closer and closer to the sound. It sounded a little bit like Karin.

Maybe she's sick.

Hinata kept walking until she had finally reached a dead end. There was nothing left except for the boy's bathroom and the janitor's closet. Maybe she had misheard the location of the sound. She sighed and turned around. When all of the sudden. . .

"AHHHH YES! NARUTO KEEP GOING!"

Hinata jumped. She looked back to face the boys bathroom. Hinata was clearly the most innocent person alive, because she still didn't know what she was hearing, except the fact that it was Karin. She got closer to the door.

"YES NARUTO! FUCK ME HARDER!"

Hinata jerked back again, but this time with a flushed face.
Karin was not sick. To hell she wasn't! She was having sex with Naruto! And Hinata was perverted enough to hear it! She ran to the auditorium covering her ears for safety.

Oh my gosh! How stupid can I possibly be!?