Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto and it's characters. This is just a FanFiction. I am no professional writer so please excuse if my grammar isn't perfect.

183 days before the incident...

I am putting back the books on the shelf when someone entered our club room.I don't need to look back to check who came inside.

"How come you're here early?" I asked and continue what I am doing. He usually spent sometime in the locker room with his friends before going here.

"Got bored of Naruto and Kiba's sense of humor." he said shortly. "How come you're the only one who's doing this stuff here?"

"Everyone's busy. I'm the only one who got a lot of free time." I said.

"Don't you think they are abusing you?"

"Hahaha. That's a good joke you know."

"I'm not joking."

"They are my friends. It's the same friendship you have with Naruto. To others, it may seem that you do not care about him, but I know that he knows you actually do care."

"Then he's wrong."

"You can't fool me with your cold uncaring mask. I know you're more than that."

"Then tell me what do you think of me." He asked all eyes focus on me.

I never meant to blush but I did. I suddenly feel hot and lost all the ability to think.

"I--I --" I can't think of any words right now. Not when he's looking at me. Then he smirked at my reaction. "You're too full of yourself." I said and unintentionally hit him in the face with the book I am holding.

"Ouch!" He said while rubbing his nose. "You hit pretty hard."

"I am sorry! I am really sorry." I said sincerely.

"I think you broke my nose."

"Really? Let me look."

Without thinking, I grabbed his face and his hand so I can have a better look. His nose isn't broken. It is just red. I know, I didn't hit that hard. But also on this distance, I could see how thick and long his lashes are, and how smooth is his skin.

"Are you done?" He said a little awkward.

"Oh!" I said and I immediately dropped my hands. "Your nose is fine." And I hope he doesn't notice how slowly I am turning red.

"I thought it did."

"I know, I didn't hit you that hard. Anyway, I am sorry."

"If you are sorry you should buy me a cup of coffee."

"I would but they already closed the cafeteria."

"Then, buy me somewhere else then."

"I really wanted to. But I need to go home early today."

"Why?"

"Father will join us over dinner. It is a rare occasion so I must be on time. If you want I can buy you a coffee some other day?"

"Alright then."

"Thank you for being understanding."

After a few minutes he left and I soon followed. It is amazing how none of his fans know that he frequently visits our little club room. He might have been really careful not to be seen. That thought, gives me mix emotions. I feel grateful of him being careful as it means I won't be receiving any unnecessary attention from his fans. But also, it makes me somewhat sad, that he does not want people to know that he is talking to me.

I really do want to have coffee and sweets with him but this dinner with father is very important. Whenever he calls for dinner, there's always some important news he needs to tell us. I wonder what it is this time.

As I descended to our dining room, I bumped into my sister. I was surprised that she cut her hair short, and she's wearing just shorts and longsleeves shirt. She got three piercings in one ear and her nails painted shocking different color. I think she's in her rebellious phase. She badly wants father's attention.

"What?" She asked when she noticed how hard I stare.

"Nothing. It's just that father may take offense at what you're wearing."

"Don't worry about me. Worry for yourself dear sister. Neiji is here too." She said and she went ahead of me.

I am really glad that he is here. He is kind to us, tho he is force to mature early. But him being here means father will pressure me by comparing us. Neiji is a genius who excels in everything.

Father is not yet in the dining room when I came. Neiji is having a conversation with Hanabi. She feels at ease with him.

"Hey, Hinata." Neiji said as I walk towards them.

"It's been awhile brother." I said with a smile as I sat opposite him. "How have you been?"

"Been busy with school and father's personal training.I barely have time to relax. How about you?"

"Well, I'm doing fine I guess."

"That's great to hear. By the way, father is quite impressed at how well you carried yourself in that last dinner party."

"He did?" I'm glad to hear it.

"Yep, though he did not directly say it, I know he is."

"Well, if he brought me instead he'll be prouder." Hanabi confidently said.

"Just wait till you grow up a bit. " Neji kindly said.

"Maybe I'll bring you to dinner if you will learn proper etiquette." Father suddenly said.

"Good evening father." I greeted him and he pay no attention to me.

"I heard what you've been doing lately Hanabi. "

"What's the big deal, it is just a bottle of beer." She said and I envy her courage to talk back to our father.

"It is still an underage drinking. You are not in anyway will soil the name Hyuga."

And I saw her bow her head. Father really cares about our family name that he forgets to take care of us.

"Hinata, have you been preparing for the entrance exam at Konoha University school of medicine?"

"I have. " I lied, I shifted my gaze at the potato on my plate.

"That's good to hear. The Hyuga clan dominated the world of medicine. Neiji, will soon finish his pre med a year earlier than normal. I expect that you'll be following his footsteps.

"Yes father."

But in truth, I don't want to be a doctor. I think I can't be a doctor. I lack the courage to be one. I mean, telling someone they are dying or their love ones die on the the operation table needs a different kind of courage. If I do have a choice, I want to be a teacher.

The dinner went on. Father's been telling us of what's happening inside our business. Neiji, knows those things already that father allow him to finish the discussion on his behalf. And after the desserts were served he and brother left.

As I was about to go to bed, one of our maids handed me an envelope. She said it is from father. Apparently he had forgotten to give it to me during dinner. Inside is an application form. He wants me to take extra classes as a preparation for the college entrance exam.