Naruto 1. Braid

**Hello~ this is gonna be my first Naruto fic for this profile, it's a little something to write on the side while I finish my other fics. And yes, I will be taking requests for this fic, info is on the bottom but it'll just be a Hinata pairing fic (since I love her and ship her with almost everyone c:)  
And I haven't really read the entire manga yet (I do know about the ridiculous end though) so most of these oneshots will be AU.  
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**Pairing: Sasuke x Hinata**

**Rating: K+/T**

**Word: Braid**

**I may up the rating on this fic later. **

**xXx**

A soft breeze traveled through the air, rustling the dark strands of hair that belonged to the quiet male resting against the tree. Low sounds of sandals crunching against grass met his ears but he still continued to stay in his same position, refusing to bother opening his eyes and acknowledging the other person's presence.

The footsteps stopped next to him, the person having yet to say a word and just from that Sasuke was able to tell who it was next to him. He knew only one person who would hesitate to say anything right away.

He could only assume that she was gathering up the courage to speak to him.

"Uhm...g-good morning Sasuke-kun." Catching the soft spoken words, the male's eyelids finally lifted to reveal dark orbs that caught her own light colored ones.

Nodding at her, he watched as she decided to take a seat nearby him; giving him a view of her back and long indigo hair that swayed gently in the breeze as she stared out at the training grounds absently.

"It seems our teammates are late." She murmured, glancing back at him with a small smile.

He crossed his arms with a scoff. "Those idiots are always late." He grumbled, closing his eyes and slouching against the tree as she turned back forward with a giggle.

They sat in comfortable silence for a few moments until Hinata shifted and drew her knees up so she could rest her chin on them as she continued to watch the swaying leafs, wondering when Naruto was gonna show up.

The wind picked up a bit and Sasuke had to resist the urge to sneeze when something tickled his nose, assaulting his nostrils with the scent of vanilla and a hint of cinnamon. Letting his eyes slide back open he caught the assailant that was attacking his nose.

Glancing at the female, he noticed that she was completely oblivious to the fact that her long hair was practically slapping him in the face thanks to the wind.

Though he had to admit - he did like the scent that the indigo strands gave off. It was much better then the headache inducing perfumes that most females liked to douse themselves in.

Before he could stop himself, his hand moved up touch some of the floating strands. Running his fingers through the dark locks, he couldn't help but be mesmerized by the silky strands.

It reminded him of his mother's long hair.

Without thinking, his other hand came up to join the first one as he gathered more strands into his hands.

Feeling a tug on her hair broke Hinata out of her trance as she turned to look back at the stoic male who was staring intently at the strands of hair that he was rolling between his fingers. Blinking owlishly, Hinata couldn't help but wonder what he was doing.

"Sasuke-kun, what are yo- ah!" She squeaked when his hands dropped their hold on her hair to instead grab her waist and tug her back closer to him before diving back into her hair.

His deft fingers grabbed a couple strands on the side of her head and began to tug lightly on it. "S-Sasuke-kun, what are you doing?" She questioned, turning her head back to try to see what he was doing to her hair.

Releasing an annoyed grunt, Sasuke had to let go of the hair to grab her chin and force her to face forward. "Nothing. Just go back to daydreaming."

"Ah...uhm...o-ok." She murmured, placing her chin back down on her knees though her eyes drifted to the side to gaze at his legs, wondering what he was making with her hair.

She didn't think the quiet, temperamental Uchiha was the type to play with hair.  
But she had to admit, it was nice. He was being gentle enough that it was sort of soothing, her lavender eyes drifted back to the trees as her lids drooped, it was pretty relaxing.

It reminded her of how Hanabi liked to make her hair, experimenting with it to find new hair styles that she herself could use. And her little sister was always gentle with her hair just like the Uchiha was at the moment.

**xXx **

"Hinata! Teme!" With a small groan, the female lifted her head, blinking her eyes blearily.

Did she fall asleep?

Her glassy orbs turned to the side to see the Uchiha leaning against the tree in the same position that he was earlier. Was she just dreaming that he was playing with her hair?

"Sorry, we're late," Sakura apologized for the group, her green eyes narrowed at the blonde next to her. "You can blame this idiot over here."

"Eh?! But Sakura-chan!" He whined.

Hinata was about to say that it was fine when her rowdy teammate pushed past the two to stare at her with wide eyes. "Hinata! What happened to your hair?!"

"Eh?" She blinked, "what are you talking about Kiba-kun?" Her hand reached up to touch her hair, squeaking when she felt all the tied strands. She turned to look at the Uchiha still casually leaning against the tree like nothing was going on.

Everybody quickly caught on and looked at the silent male of the group.

"Sasuke! You did Hinata's hair?" Kiba shouted.

"What!" Naruto joined in the shouting while Sakura and Shino cringed at their overly loud teammates. "You ruined Hinata's hair?!"

"R-ruined?" Hinata murmured, her face heating up in embarrassment as she reached up to touch her hair self consciously.

Catching Hinata's expression, the pink haired woman growled and smacked the whiskered male upside his head. "Shut up stupid!" She turned back to the other female with a friendly smile. "Don't worry Hinata, it looks good. Naruto is just an idiot."

"Hey!"

"Dobe." The group silenced as the Uchiha finally decided to get up as he glanced at the blonde. "Spar with me." He then walked off without bothering to see if the blonde was following.

"Hey! Teme, wait!" The blonde immediately chased after the raven haired male with the tattooed male and his teammate right on his tail.

Sakura watched the four leave before turning back to the only other female in curiosity. "So Hinata..did Sasuke-kun really braid your hair?"

Hinata blushed, grabbing a couple braids and staring at them with creased brows. "Uhm...I-I guess so.."

"That's an interesting hairstyle Mouse-chan," Sai finally decided to pipe in with his usual fake smile plastered on his face.

"T-thank you?" She replied bashfully, not sure if she should start undoing the braids or not. She wouldn't want Sasuke getting irritated that she ruined all his work.

Sai's smile widened as he took in the state of Hinata's hair.

"You look like that ugly cloud ninja who can't rap." He added cheerfully.

"E-eh?"

"Sai, you dumbass!" Sakura screeched, her fist flying up and striking the pale man hard enough to send him flying into a tree.

That was all Hinata needed to hear before she began to unravel the braids.

Sasuke wouldn't be happy to see that she undid all his work.

But it was better then walking around looking like a relative of Killer Bee.

**xXx**

**Nobody can tell me that little Sasuke didn't use to play with his mom and Itachi's hair. xD  
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**Anyways, I'm open to requests but I'm only going to take the first six at a time (I learned my lesson on my other request fic), uhm, I'll take any Hinata pairing request except NaruHina (mainly because I see it everywhere already that it makes me not want to even attempt to write it) I'm open to Hinata crossover pairings too (if I know the character in the crossover) and yuri, or even genderbended characters with Hinata (like my next chapter on this is going to be Male!SakuraxHinata :3). Anyways, if you can also give me a word along with the pairing that I can base the plot around, that will be helpful or if you want me to make a specific plot then don't be afraid to tell me.**

**And last, don't expect really fast updates, this is mostly something to write on the side while I try to finish up my other fics. c:**

**Anyways, thanks for reading! :D**


	2. Pink

**So, this is a little something I wanted to write before I began doing the requests, I love regular SakuHina but I also love the idea of a Male!Sakura, pink haired guys are adorable! And instead of his forehead I feel like Male!Sakura would actually be insecure with his hair color. **

**Pairing: Male!Sakura x Hinata**

**Rating: T**

**Word: Pink**

**Warning for language, AU, and slight SasuHina.**

**xXx**

A grunt was heard along with a soft thud as the back of a male met the concrete wall of the school none too gently. Green orbs slowly revealed themselves from behind tightly sealed lids, quickly narrowing into a glare at the mocking violet eyes.

"Whats the matter pinky?" The white haired male grinned, revealing his strange shark-like teeth. "I just asked you if you could give me the answers for today's homework."

"My name is Sakura," the cornered male growled, his hands clenching into fists at his sides. He's only just started going to this school this week and he already hates it and wants to go back to homeschooling.

The only reason he's sticking with it is because of Ino, his childhood friend who insisted that he should atleast try to start going to a real school so he could make some other friends besides the blonde boy. But, though his grades were perfect, his confidence that the blonde has constantly tried to help him build through out the years was not.

His teeth gritted, it's not his fault that he was the only boy in school to naturally have pink hair. The feminine name, however, he blames on his parents who just wanted to name their child after cherry blossoms - no matter the gender.

Boisterous laughter spilled from the lips of his current bully along with his lackeys that were hanging on either side of the pink haired male; effectively boxing him in.

He really wished he knew where Ino was at the moment.

"Sakura?" The white haired teen snorted, his violet eyes shining with mischief. "What the fuck kind of name is that? You already look like a fag and you have a girly name too. You sure you not a girl?"

The trapped teen merely kept silent, his teeth gnawing on the inside of his cheek as his smoldering emerald orbs glared holes into the ground.

Maybe if he ignored them they'll eventually get bored and leave.

Ino always told him to not let what people think get to him, that only his own opinion of himself matters. To just be himself.

But that was easier said then done.

"Hey Suigetsu," one of the twins on his left called.

"Looks like he's ignoring you." The one on his right finished.

The snickering in front of him quieted as feet suddenly appeared in his line of vision, "heey, stop ignoring me pinky," he teased, the cocky teen bent down until his violet eyes managed to lock onto the burning emerald, they narrowed maliciously. "You don't want me to hurt you, do you?"

"Just leave me alone."

"Huh? What was that?" He turned his head till the green eyed male could see his ear so he could hear what the guy had mumbled. "You planning on giving me those answers?"

"I said leave me alone." The command slipped out in such a stern, strong tone compared to the previous weak ones that the white haired male had to look back to make sure it was the same guy talking. He backed his head away in surprise at the infuriated orbs attempting to burn holes into his skull.

But the surprise only lasted for a few seconds before anger quickly took its place once again as he suddenly shot his hand out to fist the front of his target's shirt to drag him close, a sneer now marring his usually grinning lips. "The fuck you say to me?"

All Sakura could remember was the times that he was picked on in elementary school for his pink hair, always viewed as weak and girly because of its vibrant color making him an easy target for the boys who wanted someone to push around. And now he's in high school and history is just once again repeating himself.

His right hand tightened until his knuckles were white; he refused to be the same push over from when he was a kid, he doesn't want to once again be that kid that gave in to the bullying and pulled out of school to instead do homeschool.

"I said," he growled, his glaring eyes burning with anger concentrated solely on the male in front of him, "fuck off!" With that, his fist flew up to connect with the pale cheek of his bully, forcing him to release his shirt and stumble back in surprise at the violent retaliation.

Almost instantly, Sakura felt his arms being grasped tightly and pinned to his sides by the twins as their leader recovered and rubbed his throbbing cheek, the skin now darkened to a light red - who knew that the pink boy could throw a punch like that? Nonetheless, he was now pissed off, all the nerd had to do was give him the answers to the homework and he would have let him go; but no, he just had to escalate it by taking a swing at him.

"You fucking pink faggot," Suigetsu growled, stomping forward till he was in front of the struggling male. With a swift movement of his arm, his fist shot up and lodged itself into his target's abdomen; knocking the breath out of him. "I'll teach you not to fuck with me."

His hand shot up and Sakura saw white as his head snapped harshly to the side, pain beginning to blossom on his cheek. The pink haired teen managed to recover and glared up at the other through his light colored fringe. "You're pathetic," he chuckled bitterly before spitting on the shark toothed teen's shoes. "Beating up on somebody who can't fight back." He looked pointedly at the twin's holding him back.

That seemed to have struck a nerve with the white haired teen as he sneered and lifted his hand to once again backhand the stubborn male. Knowing what was coming, Sakura automatically squeezed his eyes shut and turned away instinctively.

"S-stop!"

_Smack!_

The sound of skin meeting skin reached his ears, but he felt no pain. And besides, who was that that he heard scream?

Carefully letting his eyes slide open, the pink haired teen took in the scene before him. The emerald orbs widened in surprise at the sight of a indigo haired girl sprawled on the ground at the feet of a wide eyed Suigetsu.

"Shit," Suigetsu hissed, bending down to grab the girl's arm and drag her up. "What the fuck were you doing Hinata?"

Hinata?

What was Hinata doing here helping him?

Sure, he got along with her in class; but they weren't close enough for her to take a hit for him. And plus, how does someone like her even know an asshole like Suigetsu?

From what he knows, those two were in completely different circles.

"Y-you shouldn't pick on Sakura-san, Suigetsu-kun." Hinata spoke up, ignoring the stinging in her cheek for the moment as she stared up at the tall male with what she hoped was an intimidating look.

"This is none of your business," he hissed angrily, not at all nervous of her harmless doe eyes.

"But it's still not r-right." She answered in a much weaker tone then before, her hands came up to poke her index fingers together a sure sign that she was starting to become nervous and uncomfortable.

The corners of Suigetsu's lips tugged down into a displeased frown when she refused to leave and mind her own business, his violet eyes narrowed and examined the redness that was forming on the pale flesh of her cheek, "fuuuuck," he groaned, unable to tear his eyes away from the darkened skin, dread beginning to fill his belly. "Why the fuck did you have to get in the way? Sasu-"

"Hinata," a deep, silky smooth voice reached the group, silencing the white haired teen as his eyes widened and his body completely froze up at the sight of the stoic Uchiha.

'_I am so dead.' _Were the only words going through his head as the dark haired male took long strides to where the indigo haired girl was standing.

Sakura merely watched the entire exchange silently, not even noticing that the twins vice grip on his arms have loosened.

So Hinata is also associated with the most anti social teen he's ever seen?

What kind of people does this girl hang with?

Just as Suigetsu expected the Uchiha's dark eyes automatically zoomed in on the reddened flesh of the petite girl, lifting his hand up towards her face - his sharp eyes did not miss the way she flinched, his fingers grazed the skin lightly before switching his gaze to the still frozen teen standing in front of her.

"What happened?" He demanded.

Suigetsu gulped audibly, how the hell was he going to explain that he struck Sasuke's childhood friend? He knew that the Uchiha was going to kill him even if he told him it was an accident.

Luckily for him, Hinata decided to speak up instead, "i-it was my fault Sasuke-kun, I ran in front of him," her hand moved up to lightly touch his arm. "Please don't worry about it, I-I'm fine."

Sakura took notice of the way the emotionless onyx eyes softened for a second.

Interesting.

He wonders why he never noticed how close those two were in class.

Then again he only started attending this school for a week.

Those onyx eyes soon hardened back into a glare onto his white haired friend and muttered only two words, "beat it."

Suigetsu didn't waste any time hightailing it out of there with the twins right behind him. With his arms finally free, Sakura grunted and began to rub them to bring some circulation back - those twins gripped his arms way too tight.

"Are you okay?" A soft voice sounded from in front of him, drawing his attention from his arms to the lavender orbs gazing up at him with concern.

"Yeah," a small smile wormed its way onto his lips as his hand continued stroking his arm absently. "Thanks Hinata."

She mimicked his smile with a nod.

"Uhm, not to sound ungrateful," he just couldn't help but ask or else the curiosity was going to kill him. "But, why did you help me?"

"Because it's not right to pick on someone who did nothing wrong," she answered with such a soft tone that he had to strain his ears to hear every word. Her large eyes lingered on the bruised skin of his cheek and moved to dig in her bag hanging at her side. "Besides, I consider you my friend."

"Really now?" He murmured beneath his breath, his smile grew just a bit as he watched her continue to dig in her bag for whatever she was looking for. "That's nice." Guess he can consider her his friend too.

His eyes wandered to the other silent male but the Uchiha was either oblivious to his gaze or chose to ignore it for his dark eyes refused to budge from the Hyuuga.

Sakura wanted to thank the raven haired teen too but he had a feeling that Sasuke wouldn't care.

It was obvious enough to him that the quiet male only chased Suigetsu off because of Hinata - if it wasn't for her he probably would not bother coming to his rescue.

"Aha," his gaze switched back to the small teen as she finally found what she was looking for. Twisting open the cap, she dipped in two fingers, covering them in some type of gel.

Sakura involuntarily flinched when she suddenly lifted her fingers up to his face without warning.

His reaction made her pause with an apologetic frown making its way onto her lips, "o-oh, I'm sorry Sakura-kun, I should have warned you first," he quickly shook his head to let her know he was fine. "Uhm, this is an ointment I made, it'll help bring down the swelling in your cheek."

Nodding understandingly, he leaned down a bit so she could reach his face more easily. His green eyes shut in relief when her fingers gently made contact with his bruised flesh, the cool gel automatically soothing the throbbing.

"Is that better?" She asked, fingers lightly skimming against the red flesh to rub in the ointment without putting too much pressure.

He nodded again with a sigh. "Yes, thank you Hinata."

The feather light touch of her fingers soon left much to his disappointment and when he opened his eyes again all he saw was the small bottle of ointment held out towards His face. He blinked looking questionably at the petite girl holding it up to him with her head hanging low, bangs covering her eyes from view and looking like she was giving him a valentines present with how bashful and shy her posture was at the moment.

And was it just him or was she blushing?

"Y-you can have the rest of this Sakura-kun...you have to reapply later on anyways." She murmured, her hands unmoving from its place in front of his face and Sakura couldn't help but smile again; she really is a sweet girl.

Well, it would be rude to not accept the gift and with that thought he carefully reached up to take the bottle out of her hands; not missing the way her cheeks gained more color when his fingers brushed against hers.

Cute.

"Thank you," he seemed to be saying that a lot to her now.

"Here," he coated his fingers in the ointment then used his other hand to hook his fingers underneath her chin to carefully lift her face towards him, his fingers swept gently across her cheek, copying what she did for him. "You should put some on yours too before you begin to bruise."

Her face resembled the color of a tomato now and Sakura had to resist the urge to laugh. "T-thank you Sakura-kun." He shook his head and eventually pulled back to screw the cap back on the bottle. He could now feel the heavy stare of the Uchiha on him but the pink haired teen decided to not acknowledge it as he placed the bottle safely into his bag.

When he turned back to Hinata, he could see that her face has now cooled down some but her lavender orbs now seemed to be stuck on staring at his short pink locks framing his face. He frowned in irritation, she must be thinking about how girly his hair color made him look.

"Your hair," she murmured and he felt his frown deepen.

"Yes," he gritted out, tone coming out a bit harsher then he intended but the small teen hardly noticed as another smile graced her lips making him blink in confusion.

"I like it," slowly, so to not startle him, the indigo haired girl reached up to roll a couple of pink strands between two fingers. "I've never seen a boy with this color, it's unique."

He stiffened, his cheeks suddenly feeling extremely warm - she likes his hair? With that thought, his flesh heated up even more, she's the first person besides Ino who complimented his hair and he knows that she was being genuine about it.

Hinata didn't seem like the type to lie.

He wanted to thank her again but found that he couldn't move his mouth, he cursed his luck, he just had to get tongue tied at the worst moment.

"Hinata," the Uchiha called her name, ruining whatever little moment that they had as Hinata paused to look at him from over her shoulder.

"Hurry up, I want to go home," he grumbled gruffly, shoving his hands into his pockets as his narrowed eyes glared at the frozen pink haired boy.

"Oh ok, sorry Sasuke-kun," she released her hold on the pink strands and smiled at the now red faced boy. "I have to go."

She backed away to the grouchy teen who had already turned away and began to leave, waving at him Hinata called out to him. "I'll see you tomorrow Sakura-kun." She then spun around and jogged off to try to keep up with the Uchiha and his long strides.

Sakura could only mutely wave his hand as he watched her leave, his hand soon drifted to touch his hair. So his hair was unique, huh? A smile tugged at the corners of his lips.

Perhaps he could still give going to high school a chance.

**xXx**

**Sasuke was actually originally going to be a possessive girl but somehow ended up staying as a guy instead. xD **

**Heres the list of requests coming up next:**

**XxMelony-KunXx - GaaHina - Blood or Tattoo (still deciding)**

**SarcasticScript - ByaHina - 2nd love**

**Nafsi-chan - NejiHina - Guilt/Regret**

**Hyoyeon - KibaHina - Stubble**

**naiu - SasuHinaGaa - Cheerleader**

**Dotchi13 - Male!TemaHina - Fan**

**Anyways, thanks for reading! :D**


	3. Tattoo

**This request is for XxMelony-KunXx!**

**Pairing: Gaara x Hinata **

**Rating: T **

**Word: Tattoo**

**Warning for Language and AU~**

**xXx**

"You want me to do what?" Gaara asked, lifting his head to look at his sister - who had no problem with just barging into his office, not even caring that she could have interrupted him had he had a client he was working on - but she's lucky that he was only sketching out some new designs.

"I said I want you to tattoo my friend," a nonexistent eyebrow lifted once he finally took notice of a tiny indigo haired girl clinging to his sister's arm, the blonde moved her arm forward, pushing the lavender eyed female in front of herself, "Hinata."

"Hinata, this is my brother Gaara, Gaara this is Hinata," she introduced with a careless wave of her hand.

The girl offered him a shaky smile in greeting, "it's nice to meet you."

Despite his face remaining neutral, he still had enough courtesy to acknowledge her with a nod before turning back to his sibling, "and just what makes you think I'll tattoo her? You should start acting like a customer and make an appointment."

Temari frowned and pointed a finger at him. "Hey, you said I can get one free tattoo whenever I want and I want to use it on Hinata. For right now."

His frown mirrored hers as his turquoise eyes stared into her own challengingly, "are you sure? This is the only freebie you're getting from me."

"I'm sure." She grinned, patting the smaller girl on the shoulder and shaking her arm until she managed to get Hinata to release it.

The redhead's light colored eyes drifted over to the quiet girl, he studied her for a few seconds, frowning when he noticed the unsure look in her lavender orbs and the way she was biting her lip and wringing her hands told him that she obviously doesn't want to get a tattoo.

"Hey," he called, catching her attention, "do you really want to get a tattoo?"

"Uhm...uh I.." She looked nervous, mouth opening and closing as she grappled for a reply as the male's frown deepened, snapping his eyes to his sister's amused gaze.

"Temari, why are you forcing this girl to get a tattoo when she obviously doesn't want one?" He leaned back in his chair and crossed his arms stubbornly; he didn't think his sister was the bullying type - that is, if she really was bullying this girl into something she doesn't want to do. "You know, I don't work on unwilling clients."

At that the girl looked like she was about to speak up but Temari beat her to the punch with her hands moving to rest against her hips as her green eyes glared at the redhead, "Jesus Gaara, do you really think I'm a bitch like that? Of course she's willing."

"Then why does she look like a trapped animal ready to bolt at any chance she gets?"

"Because that's just how Hinata is," she huffed and placed a hand on top of a head of indigo. "Hina, can you please tell him that I'm not forcing you?"

"S-she's not forcing me Mr. Sabaku, really." Hinata spoke up, though she continued with the constant wringing of her hands.

He groaned, "just call me Gaara, Mr. Sabaku is what my father is called," he informed her, his dark rimmed eyes caught her large ones as he asked, "so, if you're not being forced, then why do you look so nervous?"

"Uhm...I'm not a big fan of n-needles..."

His eyes then carried a slightly perplexed look, "so...you're doing this to get over your fear of needles then?"

"N-no, I got dared when we were at our friend's house today."

"...Really," he turned to his sister for clarification. At the sight of her shit eating grin, he released a soft sigh. "Don't you think getting a tattoo is a bit drastic? You do realize it'll be permanently on her for the rest of her life, right?"

Hinata shook her head hurriedly, "I-it's fine! It's much better then what everyone else had to do..."

"And that is..?"

The petite girl blushed and looked back at her friend who happily decided to let him know what everyone else had to do.

"Well, for one Ino had to streak naked throughout her neighborhood barking like a dog, Sakura had to piss on her crush's welcome mat where his mother caught her and kicked her off the property, I had to throw a rock at a cop and get away without getting caught - which I did, quite marvelously I might add; and TenTen has to cut Hinata's cousin's hair."

Gaara's expression didn't change at all during the entire explanation, he couldn't even fathom what would be an appropriate reaction to all this ridiculousness he's just heard. So he just settled for shutting his eyes and shaking his head in disappointment.

No wonder Hinata doesn't mind her dare too much.

"Hn. Well then, are you ready?" He asked, pushing himself out of his chair to stroll towards the girls.

"So, where do you want it and what do you want it of?" He slipped his hands into his pockets and stared down at the much smaller girl, waiting patiently for her answer.

Her mouth opened about to answer before abruptly snapping shut as if she changed her mind as she turned back to his sister.

"Oh yeah! I'm supposed to pick where you're getting the tattoo," Temari perked up and strutted up to Hinata with a smirk. "I'll give you two options Hina."

Without warning she shot her hand out to lift her friend's shirt up, ignoring the startled squeak, she used her other hand to unbutton the jeans and pressed her index finger against the pale flesh of Hinata's lower abdomen. "Here."

"W-what's the other option?" She squeaked out, face burning in complete embarrassment at having so much flesh shown in front of a male - not that Gaara really cared, he's had to tattoo people in much more...inappropriate places that he'd prefer not having seen in the first place.

"One of your ass cheeks." At hearing Temari's smug answer, Gaara nearly choked on his own spit as Hinata's entire face burned a bright red, looking as if she was ready to collapse at any second.

"S-Seriously?" The mortified girl whimpered.

"Seriously. So which one Hina?" Suddenly Gaara felt bad for this girl who managed to get stuck with someone like his obnoxious sister as a friend. Shaking his head, he turned away from the two to go adjust the seat so that Hinata will be able to lean back - he can already tell she's obviously going to pick the first choice.

Washing his hands while the two exchanged words, Gaara then tugged his gloves on and headed to sit on the stool next to the client chair to wordlessly wait for them.

Finally after a bit of encouraging words from Temari, she was able to gently push the shy girl over and make her take a seat. "So, what is the tattoo going to be of?" He asked, watching the indigo haired girl sit stiffly on the seat, back completely straight.

She does realize that she'll have to sit back if she wants him to start, right?

"Eh, whatever you feel like making," Temari responded as she pulled out her phone to check her messages.

"And no, Hinata cannot pick what she's getting," she snapped when he turned his eyes to her friend. "You decide."

"Tch." He scoffed, she's already making him do a freebie and now she's making him decide what to make. He'll make sure to charge her extra whenever she wants a tattoo herself.

Suddenly the sandy blonde girl gasped loudly, "oooh, TenTen actually managed to cut Neji's hair! I gotta see this, I'll be back later Hinata! Be nice Gaara!" Hinata made a small noise of distress but before she could even get a word out, the blonde was already out the door leaving the two inside alone.

Meanwhile, Hinata could only stare at the closed door in despair, she didn't think that Temari was just going to dump her on her brother and bail like that. That would just leave her to do all the talking with Gaara and she's not exactly the best at socializing, especially with people she's just met.

The sound of a throat clearing reached her ears and she slowly slid her eyes from the door to the dark rimmed eyes staring at her awkwardly, "Are you...going to sit back?"

Her pale face once again flushed with color at her absentmindedness, "ah! I-I'm sorry!" She scooted back on the rather large chair and laid back.

With an embarrassed glance at the still stoned face redhead, Hinata turned her attention to lifting her shirt slightly before using her shaky hands to reopen the button of her pants. Once she finished she reluctantly lowered her hands to rest at her side as she watched him scoot closer to her until he was leaning over her abdomen.

Gingerly, he placed a hand on top of the exposed flesh and instantly felt her jump before tensing. He pulled out his pen with a frown, he's going to need her to relax when he gets to the actual tattooing part if she wants to keep the pain as moderate as possible.

"Are you sure you don't want to decide what I tattoo?" He asked with the pen inches away from her skin.

"I'm sure...y-you can surprise me." She told him with a small smile, it slowly dropped when he merely nodded and turned to stare at her abdomen as he decided about what would be suitable for a girl like her.

A few seconds of silence passed as Gaara contemplated what to make. It seemed he's finally decided once Hinata felt the tip of the pen press lightly against her skin - making it jump once again.

"U-uhm...Gaara?"

"Hn." He answered without looking up, the pen moving swiftly to create whatever image he had in mind as his other hand laid palm down, flat against her belly.

"Why are you using a p-pen? I thought you go straight to the needle." Gaara had to bite back a chuckle at that, he could definitely tell that she's never had any type of experience with tattoos.

"I have to sketch it out first so I don't mess it up when I actually begin it," he answered simply in a low tone. The hand that was resting on her belly occasionally moved to wipe the steadily appearing sketch with a wet cloth.

The pen made a few quick swipes against her before coming to an abrupt stop at feeling the flesh quake slightly beneath his touch. Glancing up, his turquoise eyes noticed Hinata trying to smother her giggles under her hands.

"I-I'm sorry...it's just, the pen...it tickles."

"Hn, don't worry, lots of clients tend to get ticklish on the sketching part," his cheek twitched as a smirk threatened to make its appearance, "though I'm going to have to wait, it's not easy to make a straight line when your drawing board is constantly shaking."

"S-sorry," Hinata once again apologized and took a deep breath to calm herself down, "I think I should be fine now Gaara."

Nodding, the redhead once again lowered back down to continue his sketch as Hinata leaned her head back to stare at the crimson colored ceiling. Normally, Hinata would just stay quiet and sit in awkward silence - but this was Temari's brother.

And Termari was a good friend of hers - so she should make the effort to atleast try to make friends with her brother.

Besides, despite his looks, Hinata could tell that he wasn't a mean person - just quiet.

With that thought in mind, the lavender eyed girl lifted her head back up to look at the redhead concentrating completely on his sketch. She bit her lip, wondering what she could say to start a conversation.

"So, Gaara.." She started in a low tone, wondering if he even heard her.

The grunt that followed tells her that he did hear her as he rubbed the wet cloth along a part of her belly before bringing his pen back to where it originally was.

"How long have you worked this job?" She asked unsurely.

He didn't answer right away and she began to mentally slap herself for such a boring conversation starter.

"..About a year now," he finally replied, making her blink in surprise.

Thats good! He answered her.

Which means he doesn't mind talking to her.

Now she just has to somehow keep it going, "ah, so...do you like this job?"

He nodded, making long streaks with the pen and she had to resist the urge to look down and see what he was making - she wants it to be a complete surprise after all. "I like to draw, so this is a good way to make use of my talent while getting paid for it."

"Have you ever...gotten any strange requests?" She asked with genuine curiosity. She wonders if they accept any kind of request because she certainly remembers seeing a pink unicorn on the lower back of her normally stoic and composed cousin who after some reluctance told her that he had gotten that abomination tattooed on him after he had gotten tipsy when he had gotten into a drinking contest with his friend Lee.

Neji never touched a drop of alcohol after that.

"Hmm," Gaara seemed to be thinking it over as he placed the finishing touches on his sketch, "the only one I can remember that was strange was this big, blue haired guy who seemed to have a weird fetish for fishes."

"Fetish..for fishes?" Hinata murmured incredulously, who in the world would have a thing for...fishes.

"Yeah...he wanted me to draw a sexy shark in a bikini." Capping the pen, he got up to put it away as he picked up the tattoo gun and began to sterilize it.

"And, you did it?" Hinata tried not to focus on the needle tip that she could see and instead put all her attention on the male.

"Yep. I don't question my clients choices as long as they're paying me," he made his way back to her and resumed his place on the stool. "I just drew the shark with tits and he seemed satisfied with that."

Hinata was about to giggle but gulped it down once the redhead placed his warm hand onto her belly the other one holding that nightmare of a tool above her abdomen. "Now Hinata, I'm going to need you to relax when I do this, I don't want it screwed up because you moved and it'll be less painful for you if you don't tense your muscles."

Gulping audibly, the frightened girl nodded before letting her lips part to ask, "c-can I still talk to you?" She really hoped she could, it'll be the only way to keep her mind off the pain.

"Of course. Now, are you ready?" At her nod, he carefully lowered the needle to the place he felt would be best to start at.

All at once the loud buzzing and the sharp pain flared up and Hinata sucked in a breath at the endless stinging, unwillingly her muscles tensed up and she felt the pain increase which only ended up making her tense more with a whimper.

Gaara spared the girl a quick glance to see how she was doing and looked down with confidence that she wouldn't try to move and mess him up. He had to give her props though, she hasn't cried out or even begin tearing up like most women and even some men do. But with his free hand splayed on her upper abdomen, he could feel her tense up not heeding the advice he gave her just seconds ago.

His thumb began to rub soothing circles on her flesh, "relax."

After a few slow moments, he finally felt her gradually begin to loosen her muscles.

"U-uhm...c-can you tell me what was the hardest t-tattoo you've done?" She managed to squeak out between hisses of breath.

If it'll make her feel better, then he has no problem making idle conversation.

"The hardest I've done is," he didn't even need to think about it, he knows what tattoo that he's put the most effort in since he's started his career. "Would have to be the nine tailed fox I did for my good friend."

"O-oh?" She hummed, encouraging him to continue.

"Yeah, it was rather large and took up most of his back, the detail in the fur took hours but it was worth it in the end. It came out very nice if you ask me." He had to admit he was rather proud of it and even took a picture of it at the end to keep in memory of his best work.

"T-that's wonderful, I would have loved to have seen it myself." She mumbled, her eyes finally deciding to occupy itself by fully taking in his appearance.

She had to admit he actually is kinda handsome now that she's really looking at him.

Without thinking, her hands moved up on their own accord to cup his face. Almost immediately, Gaara stiffened at the feeling of warm hands resting on either side of his face but he soon recovered and resumed his work - as long as she doesn't block his vision then he can't say that he cares about her touching his face.

He's not used to people willingly touching him but he can't say he dislikes it. Just as long as it keeps her calm and occupied.

His skin tingle when her fingers drifted up to trace the kanji on his forehead. "M-my Japanese isn't very g-good...could you t-tell me what this means?"

"It means love," a quick glance and he was able to catch her blinking owlishly at him, he sighed irritably. "Temari talked me into getting it..just ask her if you want to know why."

"Ok," Hinata muttered, understanding that he didn't want to talk about it and dropped it in favor of tracing the thick dark lines circling his turquoise orbs, being careful not to obscure his vision.

"Can you tell me w-why you have such dark circles surrounding your eyes?" Her thumbs swept along the bottom of his eyes with a feather light touch - she was curious to know if it was real or just heavily applied make up.

Meanwhile, Gaara couldn't help but notice how bold she getting with her touches and concluded that she was either getting comfortable with his presence or she has a weird tendency to touch things when she's nervous - he has a feeling that its a mix of both.

"I have insomnia. Ever since I was a child I've had a hard time sleeping and I don't like the idea of taking a bunch of sleeping pills so I just deal with it on my own." He told her in a low tone, not really wanting to go into details of why he can't sleep to a girl he's just met not that long ago.

"A-ah, that's not good," he could hear the concerned tone in her soft voice and resisted the urge to roll his eyes; he can already bet that now she's going to go into a rant about how he should take the sleeping pills anyway since it's good for him. He's already so used to hearing it from Temari and sometimes even Kankuro. He knows they're just doing it because they love him but the couple times they've tried to slip sleeping pills in his drink has not made him happy one bit.

"Have you tried reading before bed? O-or I've heard hot tea is good for relaxing your body before going sleep if you don't like the idea of taking pills," she smiled and stroked the darkened skin before letting her hands drift up to touch the soft red locks; this was going great, she could hardly feel the pain anymore thanks to Gaara and his surprising calmness at letting her touch his face. "If you w-want, I can look up better alternatives to get you to sleep..i-instead of relying on the sleeping pill."

"...I'd like that." He muttered, surprised over the fact that she wasn't trying to talk him into taking the sleeping pills. Nobody else so far has made the effort into finding an alternative for him - it made him like this girl a bit more then he already did.

He tried not to get distracted by the feeling of her fingers brushing through his hair or the fact that her other hand has managed to find its back to his tattoo, tracing it absently as she gazed at the deep crimson that was his hair, "y-your hair is so soft, how do you g-get it so soft?"

Who knew that this mousy female could be quite the chatterbox when she wants to be?

The rest of their time was spent with Hinata asking question after question about him and he patiently answered each and every one of them until it got to the point where she managed to snag his curiosity and he began to ask her questions about her.

She was embarrassed to answer some of them but she still answered every single one like he did for her.

By the time that he was finished, Gaara concluded that he found this girl who seemed uninteresting at first glance was in fact quite interesting once she opens up to a person.

And he would actually like to see her again after this.

"Here, take a look," Gaara informed her, handing her a mirror.

Hinata gasped in awe.

**xXx**

"So Hina, what did you get?" Temari inquired, excitedly once Hinata stepped out of Gaara's office, the group of girls crowded around her wanting to get a glimpse of what she got.

Without a word, Hinata lifted her shirt to let them see, her face a beet red as she stared off to the side at the multiple sounds of shocked and impressed gasps.

"A tiger?!"

"Wow, Temari, you weren't kidding when you said your brother is good!"

"It looks so realistic, I'm impressed."

"Huh, and here I figured Hina would get a bunny or something instead."

"Why'd he pick a tiger?" Temari asked Hinata with a raised brow, she was sure that Gaara was gonna pick a flower to put on her.

At that Hinata's face darkened to a blood red as she muttered out her answer, "h-he asked me if I heard of the saying 'it's always the quiet ones' then p-proceeded to say with a straight face that he bets that I'm like a tiger in bed and said that he'll find out if I am one day...t-then he asked me if I w-wanted to go movies tomorrow."

**xXx**

**I apologize for any oocness ^^; **

**Next Up: ByaHina - Second Love for SarcasticScript**

**Thanks for reading! :D**


	4. Second Love

**This request is for SarcasticScript! I made this oneshot as long as I could to apologize for the wait.  
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**Pairing: Byakuya x Hinata**

**Rating: T**

**Word: Second Love**

**Too be honest I haven't watched Bleach besides a few episodes so I apologize if Byakuya is OOC, I'm just basing him off of the bit I was able to get from wikipedia lol.**

**xXx**

He appeared to her when she was ten.

Such a small, delicate thing with large lavender eyes that stared up at him curiously as she slowly sat up from her bed. Orbs opening and closing blearily as they attempted to process the unknown person standing in their room.

His own heavy lidded eyes stared back stoically, watching as she brought up her small hands to rub against her lids. Arms crossed across his chest, he waited patiently for her to eventually lay back down and drift off to sleep again.

But once those tiny hands lowered back onto her blanket, clenching lightly onto the soft material, he noticed those eyes that made her look like a blind person were once again staring straight at him, undeterred by his own hard gaze. This time wide awake and scrutinizing him with confusion, her pink lips moved to try to form words that she couldn't get out.

His mouth opened slightly in surprise but quickly snapped shut as he straightened and stared down his nose at her.

"Hello child."

Out of all the humans he's had to watch before it seems this girl will only be the second to be able to see him.

And here he thought Hisana would be the only human to be able to see him.

"Who...are you?" She asked in a low tone, thin fingers clenching onto the blanket nervously as she continued to watch him carefully. She wasn't sure whether to scream or not - this man wasn't giving off a dangerous air about him but he was still a stranger in her room.

"I'm.." How should he describe himself to her? "..someone who's job it is to watch over you."

Guess that's good enough.

"Hm," she tilted her head to the side cutely, blinking owlishly at the stone faced man, "sooo...does that mean that daddy..hired you to watch me?"

"No," he shook his head, continuing to stare her down with his cold eyes, "your father, along with everyone else cannot see me. Only you can."

"Why is it that only I can see you?" He had to resist the urge to roll his eyes but he had to remember that she was a child and children tend to be quite curious. Besides, Hisana was the same way when he first met her when she was a child - the questions were seemingly endless as she gazed up at him with wide, innocent eyes.

"Your eyes," the words came out slowly, trying to come up with a suitable answer that would satiate the girl's curiosity, "they're...special."

The girl's eyes widened at his words, then her eyebrows scrunched together as she threw him a skeptical look before gazing off to the side uncertainly.

"Really?"

Barely keeping himself from sending her a confused look at her unexpected expression he answered, "yes."

He would've thought that her initial reaction would be to get all excited and proud about having her eyes called special but instead her lips pursed into a tight line as her eyelids lowered to stare sorrowfully at her blanket that was clenched in her tiny fists.

His dark eyes narrowed, corner of his lips tugging down into a perplexed frown as he scrutinized her sad face.

How strange.

"B-but...the kids at my school...they say that my eyes are...u-ugly and weird," she finally mumbled out after a few moments of silence. "Just looking at my eyes c-creeps them out."

Ah.

Well, that definitely explains her reaction.

Lovely, now he has to think of a way to cheer her up. Part of watching over her is making sure she's also happy after all.

The corner of his lips twitched as he forced them up into a small smile that he hoped didn't look too scary to her.

"Those kids are just brats that don't know what they're talking about, your eyes are..." His eyebrow ticked at the strain of keeping his lips up in its forced smile that looked very out of place with his emotionless eyes. But she was now peeking up at him curiously through her bangs and so he needed to hurry up and spit this compliment out before he starts frowning again, "very...beautiful."

The child's saddened frown immediately dropped open in surprise as her large eyes stared at the man with the fake smile in disbelief.

Her pale cheeks tinted with light pink as she managed to stutter out her reply, "y-you really think they're...b-beautiful?"

"Of course." The muscles in his cheeks ached and as soon as she turned her face away to cradle her rosy cheeks in her hands is when he finally dropped his smile back into its neutral position.

"T-thank you." She mumbled out with a grateful smile.

Despite the fact that she was still looking away from him, the dark haired man still nodded as he glanced at her alarm clock beside her bed that was still twenty minutes from going off and to avoid the shrill ear splitting noise it's bound to make, Byakuya took a step forward to switch off the clock - he could always just tell her himself that its time for her to get ready for school.

"So, Mr. Angel..."

He blinked at what the lavender eyed child decided to address him with, though he managed to skillfully retain his cool expression as he regarded the girl thoughtfully wondering what could possibly make her think that she could call him an angel.

Able to sense his confusion the little girl became flustered once more as she attempted to explain her reasoning for that little nickname.

"A-ah...uhm...my mommy used to tell me before about guardian angels when she was still alive...a-and well, you did say that no one could see you except me a-and that you're here to watch over me...so it made me think of those angels mommy told me about.." She rambled, her voice steadily getting lower with each word until she was mumbling as she poked her pointer fingers together - he had to really stretch his ears just to catch the last couple words. "T-thats why I called you Mr. Angel since I don't know your name yet.."

"Hm. Byakuya."

"Huh?" The girl tilted her head cutely at the man.

"My name is Byakuya." He repeated, glancing briefly at the clock. Still got fifteen minutes until six.

"Bwakuwa?" She copied the older man, touching a finger to her lip unsurely, oblivious to the owner of the name's eyebrow twitching in irritation at the mispronunciation of his name.

"B-ya-ku-ya." He growled out slowly, hoping that this girl won't be mispronouncing his name all the time.

"B...yaku..ya?" She sounded out carefully, curling her finger against her lip as she repeated the unique name once again without pause.

He nodded in approval though a frown still remained etched on his mouth as he lifted his head to glare down his nose at the oblivious girl.

"Good, make sure you practice it and get it right - I will not tolerate you soiling my name with your inability to pronounce words." He grumbled haughtily, watching as the child merely nodded as she gazed up at him fondly - apparently uncaring of his complaints.

"W-well, I guess its time for me to introduce myself...my name is Hinata," she held out a small, delicate hand, "its nice to meet you Mr. Byakuya."

Unraveling his arms from their crossed position across his chest, the black haired man slowly reached out to engulf her tiny hand in his much larger one. "Just Byakuya is fine...and its a pleasure to meet you too, Hinata."

"Now, isn't it time for you to get ready for school?"

**xXx**

"Hey, it's white eyes!" The girl in question flinched as her cheek flushed in embarrassment at the usual nickname her main bully liked to use. Byakuya frowned from his place standing next to her desk - this must be one of the kids that make fun of her eyes.

He caught her eyes move up to look at the little boy that was now standing by her desk, "don't give him the attention, just ignore him." She obediently listened to her companion and turned her attention back down to her math problems.

"Heeeey," the boy lowered himself as he tried to look up at the girl that was attempting to avoid him, "I know your eyes are creepy like a ghosts but its rude to ignore someone."

Byakuya's frown deepened as the boy continued to stay in the same spot trying to get a reaction from his chosen victim, his hard eyes rolled up to find out why the teacher wasn't doing anything about this. His eyebrow ticked at the sight of the teacher lounging back at her desk and texting on her phone.

Of course.

That's why this kid is getting away with it - Hinata has an irresponsible teacher who just throws work on the kids and then uses that to slack off once they're all occupied.

His attention was drawn back to the two kids at the sound of Hinata's soft voice, "p-please stop."

"Ooh," a wide grin split the boy's cheeks as he finally got something out of the unresponsive girl, "you actually talked and here I was thinking that you were deaf and mute on top of being blind."

The little girl's trembling hand tightened on her pencil as her lips quivered at the humiliation of having to hold in the tears she could feel gathering in the corners of her eyes, "I-I'm...I-I'm n-not.."

Unfolding his arms, Byakuya suppressed a sigh. He's here to make and keep her happy but this pest isn't making it easy.

And to think he's already gonna be protecting her on their first day together - he can only imagine how troublesome the next couple years will be.

Grabbing an unused pencil from a nearby child's desk, the man turned back to grab the grinning boy's hand.

"Huh? W-what?" The boy stuttered out as he suddenly saw his hand lift in the air without his permission as a pencil slid into the palm of his hand. His eyes widened, trembling in fright when he felt something close around his small hand forcing it to hold onto the writing utensil as his body was forcefully turned to face the teacher's desk.

Within seconds his arm reeled back then was thrown forward as the pencil was flung across the room to jab the distracted teacher in the neck.

"Ah!" She cried out in pain. The boy could feel nervous sweat dripping down his face as he tried to lower his arm from its throwing position and run to hide before she sees him. But whatever invisible thing that was controlling his arm kept it and him in place, refusing to let him run away.

"Who threw that?!" She screeched angrily, glaring around the room. The kids automatically pointed at the boy who was still standing in the throwing position, a frightened expression now stuck on his once smug face.

"I-it wasn't me, I swear!" He cried, finally feeling control of his arm come back to him as he lowered it back to his side.

"You're the only one standing!" The teacher growled, she could feel her phone buzzing with more texts from her boyfriend but she has to deal with this brat first unfortunately - which didn't help her current bad mood. "Do you think I'm stupid or something when you're clearly the one who threw it?"

"Uuh, y-yes...I-I mean no! I don't think you're stupid!" He quickly corrected once he realized what he said as her sharp eyes narrowed even further on him. "B-but I didn't throw it!"

"Enough! I'm sick of your crappy excuses, if you'd just own up and apologize I would have let you go but since you want to insist that you're innocent then you can," a manicured finger pointed at a lone desk in the corner of the room nearby her desk in front, "sit in the time out corner for the rest of class. And if you misbehave again today...I'll be calling your parents."

The framed boy eventually lowered his head in resignation, no longer able to say anything else if he didn't want to get in more trouble and slunk languidly to the lone desk, ignoring all the children's 'oohs' that they always make when someone gets in trouble. Seeing that he'll be staying all nice and quiet in the corner - the teacher sat back down onto her chair to get back to her texting.

Hinata was still staring in awe at her guardian after seeing him grabbing that boy and forcing him to throw the pencil.

Byakuya feeling her stare, turned his dark eyes down to the girl that was gawking at him like he was some type of celebrity.

"I'll be taking care of pests like him from now on," he rested a finger lightly beneath her hanging chin, pushing it up to close her mouth, "now stop staring at me, to other kids it just looks like you're ogling at the empty air. And I'd rather not have to deal with more pests that would pick on you for that."

The girl nodded with a smile playing at her lips as she turned back to her paper and wrote something down, glancing at him out of the corner of her eye to see if he'd read what she wrote. Catching what she wanted, he leaned down to peer over her shoulder at her paper.

'_Thank you_.'

"Hm," he straightened back up once she began erasing the words so she could finish her worksheet, "you're welcome."

**xXx**

"Hinata, could I have pigtails please?!" Twelve year old Hinata stifled a giggle as she continued to run the brush down gently through the long brown strands of her sister's hair, making sure to take out all the knots.

"Of course," she answered her little sister softly. It was one of the few times they have to spend together before Hanabi gets whisked off by their father to whatever program he decided to sign his prodigy up for.

Parting the hair in the middle, the older sister admired the lengthy strands; her own blue strands only just barely reaching her shoulders. One day, she'll let it grow as long as she could.

Sitting regally ontop of the cushiony bed, Byakuya silently watched the siblings bond as the younger one told the older about her day at school. A happy smile was stamped across the older female's face as she listened to her excitable sibling while gathering a handful of hair to make into one pigtail.

His lowered his eyes to his lap in thought as a sharp pain stabbed his chest, the sight of the two reminded him painfully of a young Hisana lovingly taking care of her baby sister. His hands clenched the bed sheet; it wouldn't be possible to ever forget her - she was his first love after all.

But it certainly would have been easier on him if this little lavender eyed girl didn't constantly remind him of her - he can only imagine how much worse it'll be when she gets older and he starts getting the more fonder memories of older Hisana.

He just hopes that he won't end up falling for her like he did Hisana.

Hinata was oblivious to the inner turmoil of her guardian as she tightened the second pigtail, leaning forward to rest her chin on top of Hanabi's head, she smiled at her in the mirror as she saw her sister's grin grow at her new hairstyle for the day.

"Ta da!"

"Thank you, Hinata!" Hanabi cried, spinning around in the stool to hug her older sister around the waist and bury her pink face in her chest. "I love it!"

Byakuya watched the scene apathetically.

"Careful," Hinata laughed, rubbing her siblings back gently, "don't want to ruin your new hair already, do you?"

Hanabi gasped and pulled back to look in the mirror to make sure that not a hair was out of place.

A sudden knock came at the door, drawing both girl's and Byakuya's attention.

After living at her side for two years now, the silent male already knew who was at the other side and why the two girl's were now frowning at the sound of their father's voice.

"Hanabi," he called, pushing open the door seconds after knocking, his hard eyes landed on his youngest daughter who was now glaring sadly off to the side - her time with her sister was always cut short thanks to their father and his need to make her as talented as possible, "its time for your piano lesson. Come on."

Knowing that there was no point in arguing with their stubborn father, the seven year old looked up to her sibling who was now looking down at her with a small understanding smile. "Hinata.."

"It's ok," ignoring her father's silent glare telling her to hurry up, the blue haired girl lowered her head to kiss her baby sister on the forehead, "I'll see you tomorrow after school, ok?"

With her grin once again taking its place on her face, Hanabi nodded eagerly, happy to know she'll get to hang out with her sibling again tomorrow and hopped off the stool to run past their impatient father and down the hall. The older man was just about to close the door when he paused to look back and pin his older daughter with his stern gaze.

"Study," he ordered, hand tightening on the doorknob when the timid girl flinched and avoided his gaze. Why did his older child have to be so soft compared to her sister? "I expect you to raise your grade from that b to an a on your next report card."

"Yes sir," she murmured, listening to him release a sigh before the soft click of the door sounded as it closed.

Her quiet companion just continued watching as she sent him a strained smile before slumping down onto her desk and grabbing her still unfinished homework. He debated internally for a second before ultimately deciding to stand up and head next to the girl staring down in concentration at the paper.

He leaned down a bit to look over the questions before letting his gaze slide over to her frowning face as she tried to think about what would be the correct answer.

"I can help you," he offered, drawing her lavender orbs away from her work up to his expressionless eyes.

Her cheeks flushed slightly at the fact that he noticed that she was having trouble figuring out the answer, quickly turning away, the blue haired girl hunched over her worksheet to hide her pink face from his view.

"A-ah, no thank you Byakuya. You don't need to concern yourself with helping me," he already helped her in class with a test when he went over to the smartest kid in class; a boy with his hair tied up in a ponytail that defied gravity and stuck up in the air looking vaguely like a pineapple who was sleeping with his face plastered to his desk after he finished all the questions in seconds, Byakuya then came back to tell her the answer to each question that she was having trouble with and it's not like she could tell him to stop when the room was quiet and full of people who couldn't see who she would be talking too. "Besides, I should really learn to do it on my own."

It was quiet for a few moments until, "will that make you happy?"

"Huh?" Hinata asked in surprise at the sudden question, her head shooting up to see the man's handsome face merely inches from her own which quickly flared up in heat as she backed up a bit.

Catching onto her discomfort at him invading her space, the stoic male straightened and retained his usual haughty attitude of looking down his nose at her, "I said, will it make you happy to do it on your own?"

"Oh," well, he did say he was there to make sure she was happy. He probably figured that it would make her happy if he helped her get rid of her homework right away, but though it would make her happy she would never end up actually learning that way. "Yes...yes it would make me happy to be able to do it on my own."

After a seconds thought, she lifted her head up to send him a grateful smile, "thank you for the offer though."

A blink.

Then he nodded his head, "hm."

"Now," she turned back to her sheet of paper, ready to get back to work when her hands shot up to cover her mouth, her petite body quacking due to the sudden coughing spell that overcame her.

Dark eyes widening slightly, the alarmed male bent down to rub a soothing hand along her back that tremored violently with each cough.

"Are you ok?" He asked, slight concern leaking into his usually monotone voice.

"Y-yes," she squeaked, smothering one last cough and sent him a reassuring smile, "I'm fine, its nothing to worry about."

He never noticed her hand that was covering her mouth seconds ago, discreetly rubbing against the material of her jeans, the dark color easily hiding away the suspicious red that stained the pale skin of her palm.

**xXx**

Fourteen year old Hinata happily walked home from school beside her humble guardian who retained his usual place next to his much shorter companion. She glanced up at the stone faced male before turning her gaze back to the front.

"Naruto is really nice, don't you think?" She asked out of the blue, watching through her bangs as his eyes lazily glided over to her merry form. "A-and he's kind of cute too...I really admire him."

"I'm not too sure that he would be a good choice for your happiness," he replied, lifting his arms and folding them across his chest, "he's too infatuated with that pink girl...plus, he tends to overlook you a lot, he would never be able to fully appreciate you like you would want."

The blue haired girl pouted sadly, as she stared him down with sorrowful lavender orbs, "y-you didn't have to be so harsh."

His own gaze darted away to stare blankly at the ground to avoid that damn puppy dog eyes.

"It's the truth." He grumbled.

"I know," she released a distressed sigh as her shoulders sagged tiredly, "but...it wouldn't hurt to still like him and see if maybe he would give up on her one day, right?"

"I guess not," he reached a hand over to pat her head lightly, "just don't put up too much hope in him ever liking you back."

"Ugh, you're so mean," she squeaked indignantly, nibbling her bottom lip she reached a hand over to curl her fingers into his sleeve. Surprised at the action, Byakuya eyed her questionably but when she continued to stare ahead in a daze he decided to just let her go. "But...you're right, I"ll try not to put too much hope in ever having him return my feelings."

Her thin fingers slid down to curl around his large hand, oblivious to his tensing up at the physical contact, "I'm really happy to have you as my guardian."

Her content smile widened when he eventually curled his long fingers over her own.

**xXx**

At sixteen Hinata was distressed to hear that her blonde haired crush finally managed to get the pinkette of his affections to return his feelings and start dating. Now, instead of seeing them in class bickering and fighting - well at least fighting on the pinkette's side - she now had to watch them smiling and laughing as they held hands and displayed all types of affection for each other.

"I told you not to get your hopes too high," Byakuya monotoned as he watched the blue haired girl sniffle and rub her wet cheeks, sitting down next to her on the bed he reached a hand over to rub her back softly. This will not be good at all if he wanted her to stay happy.

"I-I d-didn't...atleast I-I thought I d-didn't," she hiccuped, voice coming out shaky and unsteady, the palm of her hands still rubbing the wetness from her eyes furiously, "I-it hurt a lot m-more then I thought it would."

Her breaths were coming out in faster heaps and he began to worry that she might end up hyperventilating. She suddenly broke out into a series of deep coughs, reaching over to grab a tissue from her bedside table, she held it up to her mouth as she continued coughing. Her free hand darted up to clench the left side of her chest as she doubled over in pain, the coughing soon stopped but the deep and heavy breaths continued.

"Hinata," he murmured, leaning forward to see an anguished filled face that dripped with a bit of cold sweat, the hand on her chest tightened, "what's wrong with your chest? Does it hurt? You should go to a doctor."

But the head of long blue strands shook stubbornly from side to side, she languidly lifted her head to send him a soft smile, "I-I'm fine, it's really nothing for you to worry a-about, I'm just really depressed at the m-moment."

He frowned suspiciously at her, "I still think that you should go see a doc-"

"Why am I so unappealing?" She suddenly whispered, cutting off his insistence at her having to see a doctor. He narrowed his eyes at her.

"What are you talking about?"

"I-it's just that...all the girls at my school are so pretty and can attract any guy they want..but I'm just so...plain," her lavender eyes stared down at her lap sadly, hand now only loosely clutching her shirt, "it's not fair."

"..Stop being stupid."

"B-but it's true! They're all so gorgeous and outgoing and I'm just...I'm just plain and shy," she cried with watery lavender eyes though he retained his usual expression.

He sighed, still running his hand along her shaking back, "you need to stop lying to yourself."

"I-I'm not! It's the truth, none of the guys at school are attracted to me, t-they all prefer the other girls," she stared at him with a face twisted in sorrow and desperation, "do you think I'm pretty?"

His teeth grinded together as he clenched his jaw tightly, hand that was running a trail along her spine soon traveled up to cup the back of her neck as he closed the space between them, dark eyes cloudy with an emotion unknown to the female before being sealed off from view as something soft brushed against her parted lips.

He pulled back seconds later to stare intensely into shocked eyes, "well, I think you're beautiful."

It was almost amusing to see how fast the girl's cheeks flared up to resemble a tomato, her eyes then flitted away from his strong ones shyly, "y-you're..not l-lying?" She mumbled insecurely, almost sure that he was just saying that to make her feel better.

His hand that was still curved around the back her neck tugged her closer as he initiated another gentle kiss, "do I look like I'm lying?" He breathed, dark eyes seizing her own light colored ones and holding it in place.

She shook her head gently, "n-no."

A small, barely noticeable smile graced his usually frowning mouth and Hinata found herself mesmerized at the sight, wondering inwardly why he doesn't smile more often.

His free hand lifted up to caress a warm cheek, "now stopping worrying about immature boys and just be happy."

"I-if I do that, then," she brought up a hand to lay over the one enveloping her cheek, "will you always be with me?"

He nodded, "of course."

**xXx**

When eighteen year old Hinata suddenly burst out into her most violent coughing fit yet, her guardian was horrified to see the scarlet liquid that leaked through the pale cracks of her fingers. She only managed to send him a fleeting glance before her eyes rapidly obtained a glassy look and she ultimately collapsed to the floor unconscious.

Thankfully for Byakuya, Hanabi heard her sister and came bounding out of the living room and to the hall where her unmoving sister lay.

"Hinata, I can hear you coughing from all the way in here, are you o-" her large eyes widened at the sight of her sibling and immediately took off running to their father's study. "Dad!"

Hiashi growled as he turned from the paperwork on his desk, "Hanabi, I've told you more then once to knoc-"

"There's something wrong with Hinata, she needs a doctor!" At the frantic alarmed look on his youngest child's face, the man knew it was important as he hurriedly shot from his chair to follow his brown haired daughter.

**xXx**

"I'm afraid I have some bad news," the blonde haired doctor informed to the impatiently waiting father and daughter. Byakuya also stood firmly next to the father, he would have preferred to stay by Hinata's side but he needed to hear first what was going on with her, "Hinata has a fatal heart condition."

Her lips were pressed in a grim line at the ensuing outbursts from the two family members but she managed to keep her face calm and serious, it was always hard to have to tell family members about the conditions of their loved ones but someone had to do it.

"It's actually something that's been around since she was young, if we had caught it much earlier in her life then we could have cured it with a heart transplant," her hard brown eyes slid over to the clearly distressed father, "you never noticed her suffering from her heart problems?"

His once cold eyes stared guiltily off to the side as his hands balled into fists at his side, "no...no..she..she never told me about this.." His chest clenched in pain as he listened to Hanabi sob next to him - he regrets not paying more attention to his eldest child.

The woman watched them for a second before taking a deep breath, preparing to deliver the worst of the news.

"Seeing that we've only just found out about it in such a late stage, there's not enough time to find a compatible heart in time for transplant and at most I'd say she has about," her brown eyes caught the light colored eyes of the father, "three days to live."

It broke her heart to hear the child's wails louden as she collapsed to the ground but the torment and anguish that filled the father's face as tears pricked the corners of his eyes became to much for her as she felt her own eyes water in response. Turning her brown eyes away, the doctor took a step forward to lay a hand softly against the man's trembling shoulder, giving it a gentle squeeze, "I'm sorry."

Byakuya was frozen in place as he stared wide eyed at the ground, he never took notice of the father crouching down to pull his youngest into a tight hug. All he could hear was the fact that Hinata only had three days left.

His heart pounded rapidly in fear, he should've known. He already knew this would happen and yet he again made the mistake of getting feelings for the person he was to watch over.

After all, the only reason he's sent to watch over and keep a person happy...is because they have a short lifespan. He's meant to keep them content in the short time they have to live.

But just like with Hisana - he's made the mistake of getting too close with Hinata.

His fists clenched.

Why did Hinata have to have the ability to see him. Losing one dear person was enough, the second one was even worse.

The next day was spent next to the sickly pale girl, he hated the sight of all the needles pressed into her white flesh and the sound of the heart monitor that beeped with each beat of her heart.

His hand seemed to be attached to her as it constantly stroked her cool cheek, wishing that she was able to muster the strength to gain that pink color that he's gotten so used to over the years. His eyes were heavy lidded and blank, looking as apathetic as ever but inside he was anything but.

Hanabi sat faithfully next to her older sister, keeping a tight grasp on her sibling's hand, trying her best to fight the tears from coming to her eyes as her sister was only able to weakly grasp it back. The smile on Hanabi's lips was weak and forced as she conversed to Hinata, doing everything she can to keep the tiny smile her big sister was sending her tiredly from going away.

Hiashi looked exhausted next to Hanabi, leaving a gentle hand along his daughter's ankle since Hanabi occupied her hand. He wearily listened to the younger girl as he continued to stare regretfully at his eldest; it was almost like seeing his late wife all over again before she past. Closing his heavy lids, he apologized inwardly to her for not taking better care of their child.

Byakuya merely kept silent, Hanabi's voice and the steady beat of the heart monitor the only noise in the room. His hand kept the girl aware of his constant presence and he could see the drowsy lavender orbs continuously flicker between him and her little sister - he could see that she wanted to apologize for not letting him know about her heart problem earlier.

He let out a breath of air through his nose. The stubborn girl, she obviously didn't want to seem like a burden to him since he was already watching over her.

But maybe it was meant to happen otherwise it wouldn't have been determined that she has a short lifespan. His dark eyes glazed over in guilt as he stared absently at the blue strands; his presence is like a death sentence to whoever he appears too, all he's meant to be is a comfort before they pass; even to the ones that can't see him.

And just like with Hisana, he was powerless to help Hinata.

It was later on at night when Hanabi and Hiashi fell asleep in their chairs that Hinata finally weakly turned her glassy orbs to him, her gaze unfocused and tired the more time passed and he had a dreadful feeling that the doctor was wrong about her having three days - it seems it might only be one.

"Byakuya," she called with a raspy voice, he nodded to let her know she had his attention, "I'm...so sorry for not letting you know."

"I'm not gonna blame you," he murmured, watching as she smiled weakly.

"I-I just wanted to let you know...that the past eight years I've spent with you was the best years of my life and that I'm incredibly grateful to you for making me so happy," her hand lifted slightly and he immediately reached a hand down to hold it tightly, his dark eyes stared meaningfully into her own as she seemed to struggle to breath, trying to get out the last few words. The space between beats in the heart monitor behind him seemed to be way too long but he wanted to give her his undivided attention. "I-I just wanted t-to...let you k-know that I lov-"

He held in a breath when her heavy lidded eyes finally drifted shut, the ensuing flat line sounding almost like a siren as he could only stare at the lifeless female with wide eyes.

The other two occupants were instantly stirred by the noise, Hanabi quickly sitting up and shaking her unmoving sister's shoulders frantically, crying out her name over and over as Hiashi ran out of the room to find a nurse. The dark haired man felt empty inside as he squeezed the lifeless limb in his hand all the panic and shouting merely white noise to him compared to the feeling of his heart being crushed at the sight of the pale face of his second love - the scene looked almost identical to when he lost Hisana.

A tear dripped down a cheek as he whispered out a reply to her confession.

"I love you too."

**xXx**

**Well, I did say I made the oneshot long but I didn't say it would end on a happy note lol. As for what Byakuya is - I left that open for interpretation. He could be a guardian angel/a spirit that watches over people with short lifespans/or even a type of grim reaper you can decide what you want him to be. :D**

**Next up: Nafsi-chan - NejiHina - Guilt/Regret**

**As always, thanks for reading! :D**


	5. Guilt Regret

**First of all I want to thank a certain guest for the kind and supportive words and not too worry about that other rude guest, I can't take them seriously anyways since that flame just sounds like an angry child throwing a tantrum lol.**

**Anyways, this next request is for Nafsi-chan!**

**Pairing: Neji x Hinata**

**Rating: T**

**Word: Regret/Guilt**

**Warning for AU, language, incest, SasuHina, slight Hinata Harem**

**xXx**

Ever since they met as children, they've been inseparable. Considering that their fathers were twins that made sure to always visit each other it was no surprise that their children would be attached to each other.

The boy who was older by a year had taken it upon himself to proclaim to their smiling fathers that he would be his soft spoken cousin's protector from anything that would harm her. In turn, the female's cheeks flushed a light pink as she announced that she would do her best to take care of him.

And true to his word, once the little boy caught his gentle cousin getting bullied at recess, he immediately jumped in and chased off the other kids with a simple glare - that looked surprisingly intimidating for a child and a threat to beat them up. Seeing as he was bigger and in a higher grade then them, the kids knew better than to stick around and ran off as one of them stuck their tongue out at him childishly.

Spinning around, the white eyed boy smiled down at the shivering girl and held out a warm hand that she accepted without hesitation as he lead her to a different area to hang out with him, telling her that he'll make sure to spend every recess with her to keep the other mean kids away. Smiling gratefully, the indigo haired girl would offer to share her lunch with him in thanks.

Elementary school was simple and easy to take care of his shy cousin. Middle school and high school on the other hand was a different story.

With teen boys going through puberty and fueled with hormones paired with Hinata's obviously developing body that wasn't quite difficult to notice through the school uniform - Neji certainly had his work cut out for him.

Throughout middle school he already had to chase off a number of boys that he was sure pursued his innocent cousin for less then innocent intentions.

Kiba Inuzuka had been one of the first to befriend and pursue the lavender eyed Hyuuga. Though Hinata liked the wild haired dog boy for his outgoing and friendly personality; Neji did not.

The tattooed male was too touchy feely for his taste, always hugging or slinging an arm around the petite girl casually. Not only that but the loud mouth was always snagging the indigo haired teen's attention away from him. Their peaceful lunches that they always had with only the two of them since elementary were now constantly being invaded by an annoying flea infested pest who kept popping up uninvited and sitting much too close to the quiet girl in Neji's opinion.

In the beginning Neji didn't do anything since the dog boy was Hinata's friend and he didn't want to make her sad by chasing off her friend. But once he began noticing a pink tint to the boy's tan cheeks as his eyes roved the oblivious girl's body was where he drew the line.

Since he was used to the long haired male pretending like he didn't exist all the time, Kiba was ignorant to the possessive teen's ire for him at first. But when the day came that the dog lover managed to muster up the courage to ask his shy classmate out on a date, Kiba couldn't help the shiver that ran down his spine as the indigo haired girl tilted her head in confusion at the words that he stuttered out before he instead directed his attention to the person seated across the two who was currently trying to burn a hole through his skull with the glare he was sending along with the immense amount of killer intent he was exuding.

Kiba squeaked when he felt a heavy pressure slam down onto his shoe under the table, intent on crushing his poor foot to pieces. He couldn't suppress the wince when the Hyuuga male's heel grinded down painfully onto his trapped foot - white eyes daring him to continue with his mission on asking the Hyuuga's precious cousin out.

A concerned expression took over the female's soft face at his groan of pain and Kiba forced a shaky grin as he lied and said that he had a stomach ache - the last thing he needs is a furious Hyuuga going after him when school ends if he were to rat to Hinata about her cousin trying to murder his foot. With a worried noise, Hinata pushed her tray towards the cringing teen and offered to share her food with him.

The killer intent only grew in larger waves that it was almost impossible to not notice at that point and the wild haired teen couldn't help but wonder how Hinata was not noticing it; with an unusually high pitched voice, the tortured boy had to reject her generous offer as he made an excuse to leave the table. Releasing a relieved sigh once the pressure on his foot ceased, Kiba automatically hopped up and limped hurriedly away from the Hyuugas not caring to look back and see the satisfied smirk on one's face as the other continued to watch him leave with concern.

After that, the dog boy seemed to get the message that the lavender eyed female was off limits and learned to back off a bit to Neji's delight who was more than happy to see that his lunch time with Hinata wasn't being interrupted by a flea infested pest now.

The only other males that he's seen that are friends with Hinata besides Kiba was Shino and Sasuke. And thankfully, he didn't feel like he had to worry about the two; Shino had some strange fascination with bugs and acted more like a big brother to the Hyuuga female than a love interest and the Uchiha seems like a very low threat - Neji was almost sure that the raven haired teen was either gay or asexual.

But the Uchiha's shark toothed friend on the other hand was a concern. Especially when he found the violet eyed male blocking in a rather uncomfortable looking Hinata at her locker with a flirtatious grin smeared across his cocky face. However, the grinning teen took no notice of her discomfort as his narrowed eyes were too busy leering at her chest.

"So, since you're one of the few girls not in love with Sasuke, how about you and I-" Suigetsu choked as the back of his shirt was grabbed and pulled roughly away from the petite girl he was trying to hit on, he turned his head with a sneer, ready to cuss out whoever rudely interrupted him.

Only to meet with the glowering face of a very irritated Neji. His mouth was set in an angry scowl as his eyes promised a fate worse than death if he didn't back off from the flustered girl.

"Get the hell away from my cousin," he growled as the white haired male sneered back challengingly.

"And why the hell should I listen to you?" He snapped, shaking the older student's hand off his shirt. Hinata watched the exchange carefully with furrowed brows, planning to step in if things got violent.

"Because, I'll kick your ass, plus," the Hyuuga smirked smugly as he stared down the white haired teen confidently, "I'll tell Sasuke you're harassing his friend."

At the mention of the Uchiha, Suigetsu paled with a frown, "but I wasn't harassing her!"

"But I'm her cousin and he'll believe me if I tell him you were harassing her."

A few moments of silence passed before Suigetsu broke the glaring contest with a scoff, he bumped the older male's shoulder rudely as he stomped off, muttering under his breath, "broad's not worth it."

Ignoring the urge to chase him down and punch him in the face, Neji merely turned to his quiet cousin with a reassuring smile as he held out an inviting arm towards her. Feeling her hand moving to hold onto him, the grouchy teen felt his mood lift generously in response.

That was the second boy he had to chase off and thankfully the last for that year of school.

But the next year, they got a new student who ended up in Hinata's class.

A white haired pretty boy named Toneri who ended up of course being another headache for Neji - and at the beginning of the year too. Almost immediately the pretty boy became infatuated with his cousin much to Neji's annoyance.

And the guy was very blunt and straightforward about it too. He found them after school with the tall white haired teen grabbing the red faced female's hands and holding them to his chest as he proclaimed his love for her and asking her to marry him.

Neji couldn't keep the disbelief from showing on his face and he felt more dumbfounded than angry - and judging by Hinata's face she was rather confused as well.

This guy literally just started at their school today and only shared one conversation with her. But he claims he's in love and wants to get married?

When Hinata turned him down, saying that they don't really know each other - the white haired teen slumped, looking like a kicked puppy. Neji blinked. Seems he didn't have to step in this time.

But then the white haired boy straightened back up, sky blue eyes staring at the cherry faced female determinedly, asking if she would marry him if they went on a date and got to know each other. Long strands of indigo flew around wildly as the girl shook her head stubbornly in denial, not trusting her voice to come out properly with how flustered she has become.

The male towering over her pouted like a child as she denied him once again.

"Please?" He begged, leaning down until his handsome face was mere inches from her own burning one, his large hands still stubbornly holding hers against his chest.

Seems he doesn't understand the meaning of personal space.

"I'm rich. I can get you anything that you want if you marry me," he persisted when she once again shook her head - the male was far to pushy for his own good. Neji determined that either the pretty boy was spoiled and used to getting whatever he wants or he was very socially awkward because who asks anyone to marry them right off the bat without knowing them first?

Either way, his forwardness was getting on the Hyuuga's last nerve as he snapped out of his befuddled state to step forward and drop a firm hand atop the pleading teen's shoulder.

"Back off," he growled, once Toneri looked back at him questionably.

A slender brow raised as lips turned down into a frown as the teen regarded the newcomer carefully, "who are you? Do you have feelings for Hinata too?" Sky blue eyes narrowed suspiciously at the blush that crossed the Hyuuga's face, "if so, then too bad. We're planning on getting married soon."

"What?!" Hinata squeaked with a horrid expression - she's too young to be tied down already!

Willing the blush to disappear from his pale cheeks, the Hyuuga and Otsutsuki quickly ended up in a heated glaring contest, arguing over the nervous female that was at a lost at what to do. Fortunately for her, a comforting hand came around to lay casually across her shoulders.

"Actually," a low voice smoothly interjected between the two stubborn males that refused to back down, "she's _my_ girlfriend."

Hard onyx eyes stared resolutely into the surprised sky blue orbs, a smirk played at the corner of his lips as he continued, pulling the small female until she was pressed firmly against his side, "so, I'd appreciate it if you didn't try to steal her from me."

"What?!" Both males exclaimed in shock, their previous argument completely forgotten with this new addition.

But when the frantic Toneri directed his disbelieving questions towards a completely red faced Hinata (who looked like she was on the verge of passing out), the Uchiha caught white eyes in his dark ones and winked, mouthing the words 'just play along'.

Neji felt the dread in his stomach lift.

Oh thank god.

He didn't have to worry about the Uchiha suddenly having his balls drop and stealing his precious Hinata away from him.

But while the two stoic teens were having their silent exchange, Hinata had finally passed out from all the blood gathered in her head after Toneri began stripping off his shirt desperately claiming that she would like him better than the boy with the ducks ass for hair once she sees how fit his body is. Shaking his head, Sasuke reached down to gather the unconscious Hinata in his arms. Monotonously reprimanding the now worried white haired teen for attempting to murder his girlfriend.

Panicking, Toneri apologized to the knocked out female, claiming that he didn't think that his hot body would be too much for her to handle.

Neji's right eye twitched. This situation was so weird and unnatural that he didn't even know what to do.

But it didn't matter for a few days later of the Uchiha stubbornly staying by the Hyuuga's side to chase off the Otsutsuki - Toneri finally decided to give up and go back to homeschooling, claiming dramatically that he can't bear to watch his love in another man's arms.

And Neji still didn't understand what was going but he wasn't complaining about the fact that another hormone driven male was now far away from his cousin. But it seems that Sasuke and Hinata are still playing the fake boyfriend and girlfriend act much to his annoyance though it lessened his irritation some when the Uchiha said it was just to keep his fangirls away from him now.

He soon liked the setup they had, it keeps boys away and he didn't have to worry about the raven haired teen since Neji was still firmly believing that the boy was gay/asexual.

However, it didn't keep older students away. Particularly, friends of Sasuke's older brother like Hidan and Deidara. The two has made a habit of hitting on the shy Hyuuga just to see her self proclaimed protector get all riled up.

Even Itachi sometimes liked to act flirtatious with the shy girl, amusement written all over his face when Sasuke would bark at him to knock it off in retaliation. It was just entertaining to him to see his aloof brother get defensive over a girl.

But thankfully for Neji, the older teens weren't actually interested in Hinata - just enjoying poking fun at the protective boys was a nice way to pass the time for them.

Luckily for Neji, there wasn't anymore incidents for the rest of their high school years since the Uchiha and Hyuuga continued the fake relationship throughout it.

**xXx**

It was when they were in college when Hinata dropped a bomb on him.

"Neji...Sasuke and I are engaged." She announced nervously, lavender eyes darting off to stare to the side as her fingers fiddled with the ring looped around her finger. The Uchiha stood proudly at her side, onyx eyes staring unflinchingly at him, daring him to challenge them on their decision.

Wide eyes darting between the two in disbelief, Neji finally gathered his wits and directed his growing fury straight at the stone faced male standing in front of him, "how did this happen? Your relationship was fake the whole time."

"Actually, we started honestly dating halfway through the school year," his dark eyes glanced pointedly at the woman at his side who still refused to meet anyone's gaze, "we just didn't want to tell you since you would just try to break us up."

Neji's mouth opened to protest.

"And no, I'm not gay or asexual," the dark eyes slid back to him, easily reading his surprised face, "yes, I knew that's what you thought of me and yes I let you think that of me."

"It certainly kept you off my case long enough for me to bond with Hinata." He smirked cockily at the now furious Hyuuga.

"You bastard!" Neji snarled, darting a hand forward to fist the front of the raven haired man's shirt and yank him forward to growl in his face. The Uchiha merely stared back blankly, he's not like the other guys that could easily be intimidated and chased off with a simple threat.

Neji could feel Hinata's soft hands tugging lightly on his arm, begging him not to start a fight but he didn't acknowledge her, his hatred for the spiky haired man was much too high at the moment.

"Why do you care anyways? You know I would treat her well, I don't go with just any woman, after all." Sasuke muttered venomously, his face may not show it but the Uchiha was growing quite pissed himself - he knew Neji would throw a fit but he was hoping that he wouldn't be this adamant against their relationship, he thought he made it quite obvious throughout the years that he treats Hinata good.

"I don't care, you can't have her!" Neji snapped viciously, jealously lacing every word that flew out of his mouth. He thought he could trust the Uchiha to keep boys away not sneak behind his back and romance Hinata in private.

Dark eyes widened slightly at the words, they scanned the livid face in front of them carefully until a slow smirk stretched the corner of the once frowning lips, "ah, I see."

Furrowing his brows in question, Neji tightened his hold on the man's shirt as the onyx eyes that he's come to hate narrowed in amusement at his plight.

"But you realize you guys are _cousins_, right?" Sasuke murmured in a tone low enough so that only Neji could hear him, "your fathers are twins - they would never accept their children getting together."

At those words, the harsh reality slammed down onto the angry Hyuuga, hand loosening from their powerful grip on the blue cloth, the arm dropped lifelessly as his head lowered to stare emptily at the ground, chocolate colored strands shielding his now depressed face from view as Hinata called his name in concern. Attempting to peek around the dark locks, she was interrupted by her fiancé grabbing her hand and tugging her gently away from her silent cousin.

"But Sasuke, Neji-" she attempted to shake her hand out of his so she could run back to hug her cousin. They've always been together no matter what and she did not like the idea of leaving him behind when he obviously needed comfort, but Sasuke's long fingers merely tightened their hold on her small hand, keeping her at his side as they walked away with her constantly throwing troubled glances behind her, pleading with him to release her.

"You can speak to him later, right now he needs time to think," the Uchiha rubbed his thumb thoughtfully along the ring around her finger, nothing was gonna make him let her remove this ring.

Neji is just gonna have to deal with it and move on.

**xXx**

"Neji?" Hinata whispered from his doorway. Once Sasuke left to return home to help his brother with some errands, the small Hyuuga immediately hurried over to her cousin's house and let herself in with the key he gave her a copy of.

The Hyuuga in question instinctively raised his head at the sound of her soft voice and sent her a small smile that didn't exactly reach his eyes. Closing the door behind her, the indigo haired woman hurried over to take a seat next to the silent man on the couch.

Laying a hand delicately on his shoulder, Hinata leaned forward to peer up at his neutral face, "are...you okay?"

"Hinata," a deep sigh escaped from parted lips as a hand enveloped her own that lay on his shoulder and when he finally turned his head to look up at her, he couldn't cover the hurt that marred his handsome face, "I don't want you to marry him."

Confused at the anguish swirling in his white eyes, Hinata could only open and close her mouth repeatedly, grappling with words she couldn't form, "b-but Neji, oomph-"

Faster than she could react, a hand grabbed the back of her head and tugged her forward forcefully until warm lips covered her own. Lavender eyes widened as they stared at the closed eyes in disbelief, he pressed forward insistently, mouth working over her own hungrily, desperately trying to coax a reaction out of her that could hint that she had at least some semblance of attraction to him - to know that he wasn't the only one carrying these forbidden feelings.

But once the shock wore off, the woman squirmed until she was able to finally push him off. A hand moved up to timidly hide her panting mouth from view as her face burned a straberry red in embarrassment.

"I-I thought I was the only one who...who had," her lavender eyes darted shamefully off to the side not noticing his eyes widening at her confession, "but...but its wrong...that's why I..with Sasuke...he helped me get over those feelings...this..this is not right.."

The lavender orbs that he adored so much glimmered with unshed tears and he felt guilt swell in his chest at being the reason for her distress.

"I-I'm..I'm sorry," she whispered, turning tail and running straight out of his house, palms of her hands wiping furiously at her eyes.

It wasn't even an hour later when a livid Uchiha stormed ferociously into his home to find him in the same petrified position that he was in when Hinata ran away, staring guiltily down at his hands at having ruined his cousin's attempts at moving on from him.

Stomping over to the Hyuuga that didn't even bother to acknowledge his presence, Sasuke repeated the male's actions from earlier as he fisted his hands into his shirt collar and yanked him up from the couch so that the depressed man could meet his glare head on.

"What the _fuck_ did you do to Hinata?" He snarled, dragging the blank faced Hyuuga until he was inches away from his own enraged face but the man merely stared in a daze like he wasn't really looking at the infuriated Uchiha.

"...I kissed her."

Onyx eyes widened in rage, teeth grinding together from how hard he was clenching his jaw. A hand balled into a fist, more than willing to slam it into the Hyuuga's flawless features. But he held it back as he willed his flaring temper to calm - Hinata would never forgive him if were to lay hands on her dear cousin.

Throwing him roughly back down onto the couch, Sasuke sent one last scathing glare before storming out, "don't ever try that again."

Left to himself, Neji, no matter what still couldn't suppress the guilt at having been the one to make Hinata cry after saying that he would always protect her from anything.

But as he let the tips of his fingers travel up to rest lightly against his parted lips, vividly remembering the feel of her plush lips pressed so pleasantly to his own, the warmth sending a delightful shiver down his spine - he didn't regret his choice of having atleast one taste.

**xXx**

**This ended up all over the place and was more of a NejiHinaSasu ft. a constantly jealous Neji than just plain NejiHina, I'm sorry Nafsi-chan, this was a mess. xD**

**Edit: Actually, I'll be making another chapter for NejiHina, this time purely NejiHina to make up for the lack of NejiHina in this chapter. Then after that will be the KibaHina. c:**

**Next up: Hyoyeon - KibaHina - Stubble**

**Thanks for reading! :D**


	6. Regret 2

**Here's the NejiHina that is actually fully NejiHina to make up for the lack of NejiHina in the last chapter.**

**Credits to Dotchi13 for the idea of this oneshot, if it wasn't for her I wouldn't have been able to make this - thank you! xD**

**Oh and yes marii, I could take your request for ShikaHina but it'll have to wait until I finish this first list of requests. ^^**

**xXx**

"Here, Hinata-sama."

Snapping out of her daydreaming, the woman addressed tilted her head up to find a wrapped box dangling in front of her. Blinking, she reached up to grab the package and lowered it to see the stoic face of her cousin, who, upon catching her eyes sent her a small smile.

Smiling back, Hinata gingerly placed the warm box onto her lap, watching as the brown haired man decided to take a seat next to her on the grass, "what's this?"

"I figured that you would be hungry after our spar," he told her, raising a leg so that he could rest his elbow on his knee.

Hinata raised a brow at his answer, lips tilting up into a grateful smile.

"So, this is the 'important' thing you had to run off and get immediately after we finished sparring?" She teased, lavender orbs watching warmly as his sharp eyes avoided hers to instead stare at the grass.

"Well, since you're not gonna open it Hinata-sama," he released a low sigh as he reached a hand out to the box, "then I guess I'll just return it."

"No!" Hinata squeaked, holding the box out of his reach, "I-I'm gonna open it now."

Smirking, the older Hyuuga let his arm drop to lay back on his leg once his cousin finally began unwrapping the cloth covering the box. She gasped, eyes widening hungrily at what the box contained, the delicious smell wafting up to tickle her nose, causing her stomach to grumble demandingly in response.

"You always know what I want, I've been craving these for a while," catching his gaze, the girl sent him a dazzling smile making his cheeks color with a light pink as he broke their gaze to once again stare at the grass, "thank you, Neji-niisan."

"You're welcome, Hinata-sama." Out of the corner of his eye, the Hyuuga watched as she tore off a piece of the cinnamon roll before holding the sugary bread out to him, getting a questionable look in response.

"You want to try?" She offered.

Neji looked hesitant to take the glazed treat but when Hinata continued to hold it out with a wide smile, he finally reached up a hand to toss the piece into his mouth, chewing thoughtfully as the indigo haired girl watched him gleefully.

"So?" She asked, leaning forward slightly as she peered up at him, "what do you think? Do you like it?"

"Its...okay," it wasn't terrible but it certainly wasn't his favorite either.

Hinata giggled and opened her mouth to say something else when she was cut off by loud rambunctious laughter, the two Hyuugas turned their heads to see Konoha streets past the line of trees. They quickly located the source of the noise when they spotted the familiar colors of blonde and pink hair walking past, oblivious to the cousins watching them.

Neji let his eyes slide from the two to the girl at his side to gauge her reaction. But, she merely blinked at the sight of the two before turning back to her food and decided to finally eat, humming in delight once the dessert touched her taste buds.

Did she really not care?

After all, it's become common knowledge that the Uzumaki was now dating his pink haired teammate - and he never did answer Hinata's confession to him.

"Hinata-sama?"

"Hm?" Mouth full of pastry, the Hyuuga looked up at her inquiring cousin with wide eyes.

Ignoring the fact that she currently looked like a chipmunk, Neji continued with his question, "are you...okay?"

Swallowing the food, Hinata smiled patiently at her concerned looking protector, "of course, why do you ask?"

Furrowing his brows, Neji let his narrowed eyes slip to look at where the energetic couple was moments before, "well..."

Following his gaze, the Hyuuga female automatically knew what he meant and released a small sigh, "its fine, Neji-niisan. You don't have to worry about that." She sent him a reassuring smile when the concern in his gaze refused to leave.

"Really, it is," she stared at the spot where the couple was fondly, "I'm just happy that he's happy."

"But," the white eyes scanned her face with a hard look, "he basically ignored your confession. He could have atleast answered it."

"Well, he's been busy, I don't blame him for not having the time to reply. I'm just glad that I was finally able to tell him, even if I never get an answer back...I don't mind as long as he knows. I'm content with that," she smiled fondly down at the box of sweets in her lap, "I can move on without the regret of having never said anything."

"Still," Hinata jumped when a large hand covered her own, long fingers squeezing hers gently, "I'll always be here if you need to talk. Don't bottle anything up." He murmured to her as she lowered her head so that her hair curtained her burning face from his view.

"T-thank you, Neji-niisan." He smiled and reached out a hand to brush the indigo strands out of her face when a call of his name drew his attention.

Dropping his hand from its mission of moving Hinata's hair out of her face, he turned to look back at Konoha street to see his female teammate waving at him.

"Ah, I almost forgot that I promised Tenten to help her pick out a kimono for tonight's festival," turning back to his cousin who had yet to look up, Neji smiled as he hooked a finger under her chin to lift her face up to his, "we'll come back to the compound later to pick you up, okay?"

Seeing as the heat has died down on her face, Hinata let him lift her head as she furrowed her eyebrows at him worriedly, "n-no it's okay, I can go on my own. I don't want to intrude on your date."

"Its fine, Hinata-sama, you won't be intruding," he sighed before sending her one last smile, "now, we'll be back to pick you up later."

His statement left no room for protest, he obviously wasn't going to let her say no so Hinata just agreed with a nod.

"And don't forget to finish your cinnamon rolls," he told her as he stood up, taking the hand that was engulfing hers with him.

She immediately missed the warmth.

Turning around, she watched them go with sad eyes, especially once she saw the bun haired female wrap a hand around the long haired male's arm.

And Hinata realized then that she was lying when she said that she has no regrets - she, in fact, did have one regret.

And that regret was in the fact that she had spent all her life loving someone who never noticed her instead of loving someone who's always been there for her.

**xXx**

Moving her long hair to lay over one shoulder, Hinata made a grumbling noise as she stared over her shoulder into the mirror where she attempted to tie the obi behind her back. It was proving to be a lot harder then she thought it would be.

She knew she should have gotten dressed earlier and asked Hanabi to help her with it before the younger girl had taken off to get to the festival early with her friends.

A knock broke her out of her concentration, completely screwing up her chance at almost getting the obi tied. Slumping her shoulders in defeat, Hinata released a frustrated sigh before asking who it was.

"It's me, Hinata-sama," she blushed at the familiar deep voice that she has grown incredibly fond of, "are you ready?"

"Uhm, a-almost...just hang on," she contemplated on whether to try to tie the obi herself and risk making her cousin and his girlfriend wait or just ask him to help her.

"Can I come in? I have something for you." His voice filtered through the paper door, helping her with her decision.

"Y-yes, I actually wanted to ask you to help me with something," she murmured shyly, making sure to turn her back to the door so he couldn't see her red face at needing his assistance.

Now that she thought about it, she wouldn't even be having this problem if she just thought of asking one of the Hyuuga maids to help her.

Oh well, too late now.

Within seconds of gaining permission, she heard the door sliding open as her cousin took a step into her room, "what did you need help wi-" he cut himself off as he eyed the untied obi, knowing instantly what she needed.

Moving till he was right behind her, he gently grabbed the cloth out of her hand as he began to expertly tie it.

"Why didn't you ask Hanabi for help?" He asked lowly, tugging lightly on the material to make sure it was on securely.

"I forgot that she was planning to leave early," she replied softly, tossing her hair back over her shoulder to cascade down her back once he was finished, she smiled softly at him after she was finished checking over the kimono to make sure nothing was out of place, "thank you, Neji-niisan."

Nodding, he eyed the loose strands of indigo, "you're not going to put your hair up?"

"No, I don't want to waste any time putting it up," pinching a couple of dark strands, she rolled them absently along the pads of her fingers.

"Well, when Tenten and I were shopping earlier I bought something that I figured you would like," digging in the sleeve of his yukata, the Hyuuga pulled out a decent sized hair clip that had intricately designed lilies moulded from glass decorating it, "you can wear this since you don't want to put your hair up."

Hinata gasped as she took in the sight of the gorgeous clip - it certainly did not look like it was anything cheap.

"Its...its beautiful..but," she eyed him uncertainly, "shouldn't this be something that you should give to Tenten-chan?"

Her belly fluttered with the sensation of butterflies when his white eyes darted off from hers to stare at the wall, his cheeks tainted a light pink as his hand continued to hold the gift out to her and she couldn't help but wonder - was he really thinking about her when he was with his girlfriend?

"She...wouldn't really care for something like this." He finally managed to say after a few moments, free hand rubbing the back of his neck doubtfully. They both knew that was a complete lie.

She would like anything he bought her.

Tilting her head, Hinata asked, "where is Tenten-chan anyways?"

Eyes widening as if he just realized about his girlfriend's missing presence, Neji hurriedly stepped around his smaller cousin to gather a few strands of indigo and clipping them together neatly, running his hand along the hair ornament, he let a barely visible smile play along his lips, "I think it looks lovely with your hair color."

Hinata stared down at her hands shyly, cheeks blooming with color once more, "thank you, Neji-niisan."

Nodding, he reached down to grasp her hand loosely as he tugged her along to follow him on the way out, "she's waiting for us at the front."

His words barely registered in her mind as she dazedly stared at their linked appendages, the warmth from earlier once again surrounding her hand as a content smile spread along her soft face.

But it was soon gone, far too soon for her liking once the bun haired girl came into view. The smile vanished into a sad frown when the large hand silently slipped out of hers too be replaced by another's as Tenten happily jogged over and slid her hand into his.

But she had to remind herself that Neji wasn't hers and it was no fault of Tenten that he was with her. She refused to be bitter towards the kind brown haired girl who greeted her enthusiastically, her smile was genuine as she greeted the friendly woman back.

As long as Neji was happy with her then so was she.

Still, she made sure to avoid looking at their linked hands as she chatted with them - luckily for her, Neji wasn't one for public affection so she didn't have to worry about being a third wheel with unrequited feelings.

The two wasn't a couple to constantly touch or flirt so it wasn't uncomfortable at the very least to hang out with them when they reached the festival. She could have left them to hang out with her teammates but when she spotted her dog loving teammate, he seemed to be quite busy with hitting on some random woman that she didn't recognize and Shino was currently with his family.

Her attention was drawn back to her cousin when he held out a stick of dango that he bought for her. Smiling, she accepted the offer timidly while Tenten held up her candied apple to Neji, bringing his attention back to her as he took a reluctant bite. Wrinkling his nose at the overly sweet flavor, he pushed the candy coated fruit back to her.

"I thought you didn't mind sweets." Tenten laughed, taking a bite of her apple.

"I don't, but," he eyed the candy coated fruit on a stick distastefully, "that thing tastes like it was doused in way more syrup then necessary."

"Oh, stop being so prissy, princess." She teased, nudging him gently with her elbow; earning her an offended huff in reply though the amusement in his eyes was obvious.

Seeing as the two were busy tossing banters back and forth, Hinata figured it would be okay for her to slip off on her own. Throwing the preoccupied couple a passing glance, the lavender eyed girl chewed daintily on the dango as she diverted her path in a different direction from the two.

She didn't notice the white eyes that immediately noticed her wandering off. They drifted from her fading back to the smiling brown haired girl then back again.

**xXx**

Finally away from the commotion of the lively festival, the Hyuuga female chewed distractedly on the stick - free from dangos - as she walked leisurely until she reached the edge of a flowing river. Lowering down until she was crouching in front of it, the indigo haired girl released a relieved sigh as she let the sound of the running water relax her.

Leaving the stick to sit in between her clenched teeth, Hinata reached a hand down to dip the tips of her fingers into the cool water.

Her heavy lidded orbs stared lazily at the stream of liquid as it flowed past the cracks in her fingers. She wondered offhandedly if the couple even noticed her absence.

"Hinata-sama?"

Gasping at the sound of the voice of the person she was just thinking about the Hyuuga sat up straighter as she glanced behind her with wide eyes. Spotting Neji standing behind her with a concerned gaze marring his handsome face, the female stood up as she pulled the stick out of her mouth.

"W-what are you doing here, Neji-niisan?" She whispered, folding her hands in front of her timidly.

"I could be asking you that, Hinata-sama," he replied, taking a step closer until he was right in front of her, "why did you leave without saying anything?"

"I...I just wanted a little break from the festivities," she answered, voice never raising higher than a whisper which was fine for the male since the only noise in the forest was from the river, "you don't have to worry about me, I'll come back later. You should go back, it would be impolite to leave Tenten-chan waiting."

Though she wasn't looking at him, she could sense that he still had yet to budge from his spot.

She squeaked, when a finger hooked under her chin to tilt her face up to the inquiring gaze of her cousin.

"Hinata-sama, you obviously have something on your mind," white eyes narrowed when the lavender pools darted away from his nervously, "tell me."

"Neji-niisan, why are you so nice to me?" She murmured, fingers squeezing the wooden stick in her nervousness. "Please...stop being so nice."

She didn't want her affection for him to grow more then it already has.

Neji was happy with Tenten, she didn't want to ruin that.

His sharp eyes widened at the trembling girl's words, then quickly narrowed as he scrutinized the shorter Hyuuga's soft face, "I'm nice to you because I care for you Hinata-sama." He told her confidently.

"Now please," he reached his free hand up to brush a few strands of her bangs out of the way as his eyes urged hers to return to his, "tell me what's on your mind."

She released a distressed whimper, "Neji..."

"I...I.." She gulped, a bead of sweat trailed its way down the side of her face as her lips quivered in trepidation. The long haired man waited patiently for her to gather her wits to finally spit out the words she was trying to get out, "I...I love you!"

White eyes widened speechlessly at the unexpected confession from his beloved cousin. He froze in his spot, unable to form any words as Hinata continued to ramble on anxiously without bothering to see his reaction.

"I-I just wanted you to know so I could get it off my chest, you don't have to respond or anything - I-I don't want to get in between you or Tenten-cha-" her panicked rambling cut off when a pair of lips pushed gently up against hers briefly to silence her. Squeaking in surprise, she dropped the stick as her hands shot up to cover her mouth when Neji pulled back to smile at her.

"I love you too, Hinata-sama." Mirth danced in the pale orbs as he bumped their foreheads together gently, holding her gaze in his meaningfully as his hands gripped her shoulders with a light squeeze.

"I have, for a long time. I just never said anything since you were still trying to get over Naruto." The pale skin of his cheeks tinged with light pink as he continued to stare into the shade of lavender that he adored. "I didn't want to burden you with my feelings."

However, her brows furrowed in guilt as she thought about a certain female that he should have been focusing on, "but...but...what about Tenten-chan? It's not fair to her."

His lids lowered as his eyes drifted to stare off to the side, "I like her, but more as a friend then a lover," he sighed heavily, squeezing the thin shoulders in his grasp, "I decided to give her a chance since she asked me out.."

Scrunching his brows together, he brought his gaze back to hers determinedly, "I'll...I'll talk to her, Tenten's a reasonable girl - I'm sure she'll understand."

Nodding, Hinata pressed her lips together uncertainly as her hands opened and closed distractedly, "just...just please be gentle with her."

He couldn't help the amused smile that tugged at the corner of his lips as he leaned in for another kiss, "of course."

But something blocked him from his destination and his eye twitched when he realized that Hinata had lifted up her hand to block him from her lips as she stared shyly off to the side.

"S-sorry Neji-niisan...but no kisses until you're officially single." She mumbled, refusing to move her hand until he backed away.

She squeaked when he pressed a kiss to her palm instead.

**xXx**

**Now the KibaHina will be officially next. ^^**

**Thanks for reading! :D**


	7. Stubble

**This next chapter is for Hyoyeon! Edit: oops, I completely mixed up the people who helped me with the idea! Special thanks actually goes to Sarcastic Script!**

**Pairing: Kiba x Hinata**

**Rating: T**

**Word: Stubble**

**Warning for horny Kiba~**

**xXx**

Slamming the door of his car harder then necessary, Kiba released an obnoxiously loud yawn as a hand wriggled its way past tousled brown strands to scratch at his scalp. Climbing up the steps, his free hand circled around the knob of his front door to push it open - already knowing that his lavender eyed girlfriend always leaves it unlocked in the daytime.

Despite the dark bags hanging under his brown eyes, the tan male allowed a wide grin to spread across his lips as he made his presence known as per usual whenever he comes in, "I'm home!"

"Welcome back, Mr. Policeman," Hinata giggled, placing a bookmark into the book that she was reading as she set it down on the coffee table before twisting to sit sideways on the couch to see her boyfriend making a beeline straight towards her as his hand worked on removing the top couple buttons of the stifling suit he was forced to wear, "How was the case?"

"Ugh, don't remind me, we finally got the guy thats all that matters." He grumbled, tossing the expensive jacket uncaringly on the floor. He hated having to go undercover, not only does he end up with a lack of sleep but he also has to go weeks without seeing his adorable girlfriend.

That was the real torture.

Leaning over the back of the couch, the tattooed male wrapped his arms around his tiny girlfriend and laid his cheek lazily on the top of her indigo colored strands. Nuzzling his nose against the silky hair, he breathed out a contented sigh - he missed her scent, it was so nice to have the vanilla smell flowing up his nostrils instead of the lung clogging smoke that Shikamaru enjoys exuding everywhere with his endless packs of cancer sticks.

"How have you been?" He murmured into her hair, refusing to remove his face from it.

"The usual, work, spend time with friends and family - basically the same as always." Her hand trailed up his arms to rest in his wild hair, stroking the brown strands gently and gaining a pleased sigh in return.

"That's good, nice to see that you're boring as usual and refuse to have fun without me." He snickered when she pouted and tugged lightly on his hair in retaliation.

Hopping over the couch, Kiba moved his arms to instead circle around her waist as he moved them to lay down so he could nuzzle his handsome face against the crook of her neck.

His brows furrowed in confusion when the bluenette wriggled uncomfortably underneath him, small hands pressed against his broad shoulders in an attempt to push him away as a frustrated whimper sounded from the petite female beneath him.

"What?" He gazed up in concern at Hinata. "Am I too heavy?"

She shook her head and he shrugged as he placed his face back into the crook of her neck, "then what's the problem?"

"Its...it's itching me.." She mumbled with red cheeks as she once again began squirming and attempting to push him away.

"Hm?" He mumbled, his eyelids beginning to feel heavier with each passing second. Why was his girlfriend making such a fuss? "What's itching you?"

"Y-your...your face," her fingers tangled into the brown strands to forcefully lift his tan face from the skin of her neck, "Kiba, don't you guys have razors or anything when you go undercover?"

The dog lover's face was not at all amused as he stared his blushing girlfriend down. "Hinata. Do you seriously think we have time for things like shaving when we're working?"

"B-but...you have to look nice...when you're in disguise?" She argued weakly, wilting under his stone gaze as she broke the stare sheepishly.

An awkward silence ensued for a few seconds.

Then-

"No."

And with that, the exhausted man let his head drop back heavily into the crook of her neck, rubbing his face lovingly against the pale flesh.

"Ugh..Kiba, please, can you go shave?" She complained meekly, once again squirming under him as she tried to move her neck away from the face covered in little hairs that kept pricking it. It proved to be futile as it only followed to once again poke her sensitive skin.

"Kiba!" She cried, hitting his shoulder lightly - she couldn't even squeeze her way out with his large build blanketing her in place and she was sure that her neck is probably already an irritated pink from all the scratchy hairs scrapping it.

"I'm tiiiiired," his arms tightened around her waist as his face buried further into the crook of her neck stubbornly. He didn't want to get up. He just wants to cuddle with his cute girlfriend and go to sleep.

Was that too much to ask?

Apparently it is once he felt the Hyuuga begin struggling with renewed vigor as her fists bumped gently (but still enough to be irritating) against his back. With a frustrated growl, Kiba once again lifted his head to glare at equally annoyed lavender orbs.

"Hina, don't you care that I barely got any sleep this past week?" He hoped that maybe guilt tripping her will stop this little tantrum she keeps throwing.

"I-I do...but you can't honestly believe that I'll be able to handle that stubble clawing up my neck for the next couple hours, can you?" She argued back in her soft voice, lavender eyes refusing to back down this time.

His eyes narrowed at her refusal to break eye contact and let him win.

Closing his brown eyes, Kiba planned to just let his weight drop back on her and just go sleep.

But she was ready to counter him as a palm pressed against his forehead, keeping his head up and away from the indigo haired female.

Moving the hand out of the way, he eyed the small woman in annoyance.

"Really, Hina?"

"Really."

A loud displeased sigh sounded from the brown haired male as he languidly removed himself from the now smiling Hyuuga as he lazily made his way to the bathroom.

'_She's lucky she's so cute,_' he grumbled inwardly as he covered his face in shaving cream.

Finally finished with removing every speck of facial hair growing on his chin, the Inuzuka now found himself wide awake and in the mood for something other than cuddling this time as he made his way back to his girlfriend who was contently reading her novel. Letting out a low hum, Kiba brushed the strands of indigo out of the way as he pushed his now shaven face into the crook of her neck and laying a soft kiss on it.

She squeaked, bookmarking and tossing her book back onto the table as she turned to her now frisky boyfriend who was sending her a wolfish grin as a tongue ran over his lips.

"I believe I deserve a reward for obeying your pushy demands when I was about to drop dead any moment." He growled lustfully, pouncing on the surprised female and managing to get her to lay back down in the same position he had her earlier as his grinning mouth smothered her lips with hungry kisses.

"K-Kiba...I...I...ah...thought you...were..tired?" She managed to squeak out in between urgent pressing of lips. His mouth covered the moan from Hinata, as his hand rubbed teasingly along her inner thigh. He felt irritated at the rough jeans hiding his favorite pair of legs from him.

"Well, now I'm wide awake," his canine teeth dragged lightly against the pale flesh of her neck before he lifted himself up to pin her with his desire filled gaze that made her tremble in anticipation. His lips pulled up into a suggestive grin. "And horny."

She squeaked, growing redder by the second as the tattooed male swiftly unbuttoned her pants and tugged it off hurriedly. He eyed the lacy white panties that he bought her for her birthday hungrily, a tongue slipped along his upper lip as his stormy brown eyes flitted back up to meet hers with a shameless grin. "And I'm a bit hungry too~"

Covering her face bashfully, Hinata couldn't bear to look as her boyfriend happily took in the sight of her bottom clad in only the lacy underwear. With a delighted grin, Kiba let the palm of his hands press against her ankles, planning on playfully running them up her legs before he reached the treasure between them.

But halfway up he paused, his brows stitched together skeptically as his hands ran back south before going back up again experimentally. Feeling his suspicions confirmed, Kiba circled his hand around an ankle to lift her leg up to his face, eyeing it carefully.

"Really, Hina?" He complained, eyeing the shy female with a frown as she peeked questionably at him from between her fingers.

"W-what is it?"

"You throw a fit and force me to shave my stubble when I'm tired," raising a brow, he took advantage of her flexibility and stretched the limb back until it was hovering over her burning face at the fact that she was now more exposed then ever with this new position. "And yet you had stubble scratching up my hands when I decide I want to please you? I believe I'm in the right to force you to go shave now~"

"Kiba...you're being childish." She whimpered, lowering her hands to cover the area between her legs since the firm grip on her ankle has yet to relent.

"And you were being childish earlier~"

"Kibaaaaa."

"Hinaaaaaa~"

The two got into another staring contest and this time Kiba knew he would win as the petite female blushed when his thumb began rubbing distracting circles on the bone of her ankle.

She finally broke the connection bashfully.

"Ugh...fine...get off me."

Kiba happily complied as he leaned back onto the couch with his hands pillowing the back of his head and a content grin plastered along his smug face as he watched her slunk off to the bathroom.

The grin was wiped off when the view of her lace clad ass was cut off as her hands reached behind her to grip the bottom of her shirt and held it low enough so that he can't see what he wants to see.

"N-no looking Kiba."

"Aw, you're no fun~"

**xXx**

**Ooh, I'm so close to finishing this list of requests! x3**

**Next up: SasuHinaGaa - Cheerleader for naiu**


	8. Cheerleader

**Thanks to Dotchi13 for giving me the idea for this chapter!**

**Anyways, this next request is for naiu!**

**Pairing: Gaara x Hinata x Sasuke**

**Rating: T**

**Word: Cheerleader**

**xXx**

"Alright girls, that's enough for today." Kin announced, clapping her hands as her cheer squad all let relieved grins pull across their glossy lips; glad to be finished for the day. Practice was always rigorous and exhausting, especially after an already long day of school.

"Aaah, I wanna go sleeeep," Hinata smiled warmly at the blonde beauty leaning lazily on her shoulder, mumbling tiredly, "I don't want to do my homework."

"Well, Ino-pig, if you didn't spend the entire class period flirting with boys; then you could have gotten your homework finished," Sakura huffed before grinning at the muffled '_shut up nerd_' that she got in response.

"Speaking of boys," Karin interjected, strolling up to the three casually as she eyed the indigo haired cheerleader with a suggestive smirk, "A certain someone's boy toy is waiting for them." She teased, jerking her head in the direction of a redheaded male relaxing on the bleachers, watching the lavender eyed female intently.

Hinata attempted to cool down the warmth in her cheeks as Karin continued to smirk mischievously at her, "H-he's just a friend."

"Sure he is." She replied in obvious disbelief.

"He is!" Hinata cried as she began to make her way to the waiting teen.

"Man, he really doesn't hide the fact that he's staring, does he?" Ino muttered, blinking at the redhead that continued to openly stare at the approaching Hyuuga.

"He's creepy," The pinkette shuddered, eyeing his many piercings and black wardrobe along with the emotionless face, "He never goes to class, is almost always high and has gotten suspended more times then I can count...I don't understand how someone like Hinata is able to get along with him."

Karin shrugged, adjusting her glasses, "She gets along with anyone - I mean, just look at her stick-up-his-ass cousin."

The blonde and pinkette nodded in agreement. "True."

**xXx**

"Hi Gaara," Hinata waved with a friendly smile, the redhead nodded with a grunt, lifting his hand that was hidden from her view this whole time and revealing the joint pinched between his index finger and thumb.

That was when she noticed the redness staining the whites of his eyes as she laced her fingers together idly, frowning disapprovingly as she watched him take a lazy drag.

"It smells horrible," She whispered, scrunching up her nose in disgust; no matter how many times she's smelled it, she'll never get used to the powerful stench that invaded her nostrils.

"Don't knock it till you try it," Gaara breathed, grey smoke flowing out of his mouth as he spoke. Sea green eyes scanned over the skimpy cheerleader outfit appreciatively before holding the rolled up paper in offering only to get an expected shake of the head.

Shrugging, he slipped the joint back between his lips. Inwardly, he was glad that she always turned down his offer; he kinda liked her naive innocence, he'd prefer her to stay pure and untainted - unlike him. His heavy lidded eyes lingered on the smiling girl as she stayed a respectable distance, patiently waiting for him to finish before she decides to sit next to him.

He'll always find it strange how this shy little mouse could be a cheerleader; she was nothing like the outgoing, high class, preppy girls that always looked at him in either fear or disgust; preferring to surround themselves with the popular jock boys. And yet, this girl, who looked the type to be scared off easily was one of the only females of their school brave enough to approach and engage him in conversation when she spotted him sitting by his lonesome one day after cheer practice.

Maybe she felt bad for him, thinking he had no friends.

Either way, he found he doesn't mind her company.

Plus she had the bonus of being pretty cute.

After a few moments of silence, the bluenette subconsciously raised her arms to cross over her exposed abdomen as she eyed her bag that laid on the ground by the group of chattering females.

Gaara could see that she wanted to run off to get that thick jacket she always wears but she also didn't want to be rude enough to just leave his side.

Honestly, he could care less if she ran off to get her bag. But the girl was overly polite.

Tossing the joint onto the grass, Gaara ground his heel on it as he pushed himself up from his lax position and shrugged his jacket off to hand to the wide eyed female.

"It smells," He told her when she hesitantly reached out to the dark material, "But its big enough to cover your body."

Hinata smiled gratefully, slipping the large jacket on and giggling as she noticed that the thing was practically like a dress on her, the sleeves long enough that it reached past her hands.

"Thank you," Despite his intimidating looks and the rumors surrounding him; the redhead was actually kind in her opinion.

He grunted, leaning back into the bleachers and patting the spot next to him. Practically bouncing over, Hinata happily settled down next to him.

"You didn't come to class today," She started softly, lavender eyes watching the head of scarlet strands lean back to rest against the seat behind it, dark rimmed eyes shut peacefully.

"You really expected me to be there?" He murmured sarcastically, missing the tiny pout she sent him.

"Well no...but you missed an announcement," The large jacket was beginning to slip off her shoulder, so she grabbed it and adjusted it back in place.

"And what was that?" He refused to move from his leisurely pose as he thought about how it would be nice to have a bag of chips or something right at that moment.

Maybe Hinata has some snacks in that bag of hers.

"There's a dance coming up soon." A sea green eye peeped at the indigo haired teen as she bounced excitedly in her seat.

"Hm..you planning to go?" He asked, curiosity pricked at him as he wondered if someone already asked her to go with them.

She was a cheerleader and a cute one at that, it wouldn't surprise him if she got asked already.

But it shouldn't hurt to ask if she would go with him; he didn't give two shits about the dance itself but if it meant getting closer to her then he wouldn't mind suffering through it.

"Of course! It sounds like so much fun!" She smiled in excitement, eagerly latching onto his arm, "You should go too!"

"Hm, maybe," He straightened up, staring straight into her lavender eyes with such seriousness that she stopped her bouncing, "But only if you go with m-"

"Hinata."

Irritated at being interrupted, narrowed sea green eyes shot to send the annoying Uchiha a death glare. Instead of wilting under the delinquent's stare the football player merely sent his own withering glare right back causing the redhead's blood to boil even though he looked extremely calm on the outside.

How badly he wanted to slug that boy's pretty face.

That jackass always shows up and interrupts whatever time he was spending with the blue haired cheerleader. And now he just disrupted a very important moment.

Gaara was gonna kill him one day.

"Sasuke? What's the matter?" Hinata tilted her head at the raven haired teen who was still locked in some strange staring contest with the fuming redhead. "I thought you had football practice?"

"We finished early, Neji sent me to get you. Said he'll be waiting in the front with your sister to go home." He informed her, nodding his head to the school building. Good thing too, his timing couldn't have been any better - that damn raccoon eyed bastard almost asked her out to the dance.

If anyone was gonna ask her out to the dance - it was gonna be him. He's had his eye on her far longer then this delinquent.

"Oh! Thank you Sasuke," Hurriedly, Hinata jumped up and was about to slip the large jacket off when Gaara raised a hand with a shake of his head.

"Keep it. You can give it back to me tomorrow." The redhead told her, calming significantly at the sight of the Uchiha eyeing the jacket engulfing the petite female with distaste once he realized that it belongs to Gaara.

"Okay, thank you, see you here tomorrow?" At his nod, she then smiled at the raven haired teen politely, "Bye Sasuke."

The two stoic faced teens silently watched as the cheerleader rushed off; making sure to snatch up her bag on the way.

Once the bluenette was completely out of view, onyx orbs immediately switched over to glare accusingly at the redhead who gladly jumped back into the aggressive staring contest.

"What the fuck were you trying to pull Sabaku?" Sasuke snarled, referring back to the dance question.

"None of your damn business, Uchiha." Gaara snapped back, feeling his relaxed buzz wearing off with this asshole lingering behind.

"Well, back the hell off," The raven crossed his arms and made his back rim rod, using his height to his advantage, he stared arrogantly down his nose at the seated male, "'cause she's going to the dance with me."

"And how are you so sure about that?" Gaara challenged, standing up and though he was a couple inches shorter he didn't let that stop him from scowling at the pretty boy.

"Because I know she'd pick me over some piercing riddled punk who reeks of drugs," Sasuke smirked, taking some victory over the anger beginning to leak into those bloodshot eyes.

"And you think she'll pick some arrogant prick who has a gaggle of fangirls who'd probably rip her to shreds, instead?" He shot back; he may be half baked but he still has some brain capacity to fire back insults when he can.

The two testosterone filled teens were practically bumping heads as they stepped right up close to continue their glaring contest.

"Why don't you spare her the trouble of having to suffer from your fangirls trying to attack her." Gaara growled, refusing to back down.

"And why don't you spare her from all the toxic fumes she's been inhaling from your smoking habit." Sasuke snarled back.

This was going nowhere.

Finally, a smirk pulled across the Uchiha's face as he backed away confidently. The redhead narrowed his eyes in confusion at the sudden movement and the Uchiha's smug expression.

Oh, how he would love to wipe that smirk off his face.

"How about we let Hinata decide." Sasuke suggested, confident as all hell that she would pick him; almost all his classes were with her after all, it wouldn't be hard to turn up the charm and get her to prefer him when the delinquent hardly ever goes to class.

He still doesn't understand how the two can even be close when they only hang out for like an hour or two after she's done practice, sometimes even less if football practice finishes earlier then intended in which Neji will immediately bring the two girls home since the middle school was nearby and Hanabi always walks over to wait for them.

Gaara eyed the Uchiha skeptically, "And how do you suppose we do that?"

Sasuke shrugged uncaringly, "We just...leave hints here and there..and whoever she shows a romantic interest in; is the one who'll get to ask her to the dance."

The redhead stared off to the side in contemplation, rolling his pierced tongue along the back of his teeth thoughtfully, "Hm, fine...but if you cheat by outright asking her...I'll kill you and dump your body in a river."

Unfazed by the threat, Sasuke rolled his eyes with a nod. Something like that wouldn't scare him, after all, he can hardly count the number of times he's threatened to kill someone himself.

Seems their tempers is one of the few things they have in common.

"Whatever Sabaku, as long as you don't ask her then I won't. Today's Monday, so we have the next four days to see which of us she expresses more interest in."

**xXx**

The next morning, Sasuke decided to spiff up his appearance, made sure his hair was perfectly brushed - well, his bangs atleast, nothing he could do about the spiky strands at the back of his head that continued to defy gravity no matter how much he tries to tame it. He even borrowed Itachi's cologne and sprayed a few spritzes on himself.

He felt extra confidant in his looks today - not that he ever looks anything less then perfect everytime; but, he actually put in effort this time. He'll be sure to dazzle the Hyuuga in the looks department, especially compared to a certain scruffy delinquent.

Stepping into the classroom, his onyx eyes immediately went to work roaming the room until he spotted the familiar head of indigo. Stuffing his hands in his pockets, he was about to begin his stride to the seat next to her when he noticed it was already occupied as she chatted happily with her new desk mate.

Gritting his teeth, he felt his eye twitch when bright scarlet filled his vision.

He's starting to hate the color red.

The redhead glanced at him, face blank of any emotion but he could practically see the smugness swimming in those sea green orbs at the fact that he was able to block the Uchiha off from the Hyuuga.

He should've known that Gaara would actually decide to show up to class just for this.

Withholding a growl, Sasuke gripped the top of the seat on Gaara's other side and roughly yanked the chair out, allowing it to scrape noisily against the floor.

Hinata just has to always pick the seat by a wall; leaving only one seat available next to her.

Carelessly dropping his bag onto the floor with a clatter, the already irritated Uchiha plopped heavily into his seat.

"Ah, Sasuke! Good morning!" Hinata greeted cheerfully, leaning forward on her desk so she could see him past Gaara who didn't make much effort to get out of her way.

His eye twitched for the second time that day when he noticed that she was once again using the redhead's jacket - didn't she have her own jacket?

"Morning," He nodded at her.

"Gaara finally decided to come to class," She continued with a delighted smile as she leaned over to loop her arm through the redhead's much to Sasuke's growing annoyance, "Isn't it great?"

"...Yeah. Just wonderful." Sasuke gritted out reluctantly, wanting nothing more then to shove the punk out of his seat.

"Well, I decided it should be worth it if I get to hang out with you more." Gaara murmured, causing the female to push him lightly with a giggle.

"You should be here to learn not spending time with me, silly."

The redhead glanced at the silently fuming raven from the side of his eye, smirking victoriously.

So far so good, things are looking up for him.

Sasuke on the other hand was steadily getting pissed off and the first class hasn't even started yet! He was more then tempted to just reach over and rip Gaara's lip ring out but he didn't want Hinata to see that the cool, mysterious Uchiha can be just as rowdy and violent as the redhead.

Plus, he doesn't want to risk getting suspended and completely screwing up his chances.

Though it wouldn't be so bad if he could get Sabaku suspended with him.

A scrap was heard and Sasuke looked to his left to see that a random fangirl has snagged the free seat on his other side. Fluttering her lashes, she scooted closer as the Uchiha leaned away instinctively.

He can't believe he feels safer being closer to Sabaku then the fangirl - especially since this one doesn't seem to know the meaning of personal space with how her chair was now pressed up against his.

"You smell good Sasuke."

Sasuke suppressed a shudder as the girl took another deep and obvious whiff of his brother's cologne.

This was already going horrible.

**xXx**

Scrawling on a piece of paper, Sasuke placed down his pen and folded the note up.

This was going to be his only way to communicate with the Hyuuga, Gaara already cut him off completely in the first class and the shithead managed to somehow beat him to the second class and the seat next to the Hyuuga again.

Once the note was in a tight little triangle, he used one hand to balance it on the desk while his other hand moved behind it to flick it over the red haired raccoon and to the oblivious cheerleader. Flicking it, Sasuke watched as the little note took off.

Only to be intercepted by a hand donned with black painted nails that slapped it away from its target to land uselessly on the ground.

Blinking, it took Sasuke a few seconds to register what happened, when he did, he automatically snarled at the assailant.

"No passing notes in class," Gaara mumbled nonchalantly, still lazily cradling his head in the palm of his hand, his eyes having remained closed the entire time; not paying a single sliver of attention to the yapping teacher up front.

Now how the fuck did that guy even know to block his note without seeing it?

Creepy bastard.

"Fuck you raccoon face."

"Fuck you too duck ass."

"Sasuke, Gaara," Hinata whispered, leaning over and sending the two a pleading look, "Please be quiet and stop fighting before you guys get in trouble."

"...Fine." They both agreed and thankfully shut up for the rest of the period.

But it seems they both had the same thought for as soon as the bell alerting the end of class went off they both shot out of their seats the minute the blue haired cheerleader began to walk away, each of them latching a firm hand on her arms. Spotting each other on either side of the petite girl, the two temperamental males began sending the other a death glare, making the female between them shrink in fear at the dangerous aura hovering around the three.

"Uhm, g-guys...what's wrong?" Hinata whimpered, shivering in fear at the intimidating boys trying to murder each other with just their eyes.

Her shaky voice thankfully broke them out of their struggle for dominance as they snapped their heads down to the quivering teen.

"Eat lunch with me." They both announced at the same time, instantly snarling at the other like a rabid dog.

"Go away Sabaku, don't you need to go get high in an alleyway?" The raven snapped; the damn delinquent was already stealing all the good seats - it's his turn to spend some time with the cheerleader.

"Don't you need to go get into an orgy with your fangirls, Uchiha?" The redhead retorted causing the other to shudder in disgust at being accused of sleeping with those psychotic fangirls.

If he did, then for sure he'd never get rid of them.

They both got up into each other's faces with a growl.

"Uhm..." They paused before they could end up actually lunging at each other like territorial animals in favor of looking down at wide lavender eyes that constantly flitted between the two with uncertainty, "We could...uhm...all eat together?"

The two blinked at the petite cheerleader before locking eyes once again.

"Please?" Hinata tried, not wanting them to get into another glaring contest. She's already gonna be late to her next class cause of these guys.

A relieved sigh escaped her when the confining hands finally released her arms.

"I'll meet you two in the cafeteria later, okay?" At their compliant nods, she smiled cheerfully at them before spinning around and running off - hoping that she could get to class before the bell rang.

**xXx**

A sweat drop trailed down the side of Hinata's burning face as she kept her eyes directed towards the ground, uncomfortable with all the attention that she's unintentionally gathering.

Her personal space was being violated as the two teens flanked her relentlessly. She could see girls eyeing the Uchiha, wanting desperately to run over to his side but were held back by the intimidating form of the Sabaku hanging on her other side.

Sasuke couldn't help but notice the way the female population actually kept their distance this time.

Who knew that Sabaku would make a good repellant.

"Oof," His eyes were drawn to the sight of the Sabaku in question accidentally bumping into a guy with bushy eyebrows.

"Oh, sorry!" Lee apologized, rubbing the back of his head and wandering off when the redhead grunted uncaringly.

"I don't have lunch from home like you," Gaara told the Hyuuga as he pulled out a couple of bills, "I'm gonna go buy lunch."

"Okay, we'll wait for you." Hinata smiled.

Sasuke narrowed his eyes at the green paper held in the redhead's hands, his dark eyes then drifted across the room where he could see Lee frantically searching his pockets with a panicked look on his face.

"That's not his money," The Uchiha pointed out before Gaara left their side.

Sea green eyes glared at him threateningly, "This is my money."

Hinata tilted her head, confusion written all over her face. "What?"

"He pickpocketed Lee when he bumped into him earlier." Sasuke accused monotonously.

"Really?" Hinata asked, looking questioningly at Gaara, a disapproving frown playing on her lips.

But she couldn't tell which one was lying when they both are carrying the same blank expressions.

"I don't know what he's talking about, this is my money," Gaara scowled at the raven haired teen, the jackass was too observant for his own good, "He's just falsely accusing me because he doesn't like me."

Now Hinata was looking at the Uchiha questionably who had to keep himself from rolling his eyes in annoyance. Stupid raccoon.

"Lee is over there freaking out in the snack line 'cause he couldn't find his money," Sasuke pointed a finger at the line in question.

Blinking, lavender orbs followed the direction he pointed out and blinked once more as she looked at the football player with a raised brow, "He's looks pretty happy eating his cookies, Sasuke."

Wait, what?

Onyx orbs shot over to the snack line where he could see Lee blissfully scarfing down cookies before offering some to a pink haired girl.

Sasuke glared.

Damn you Sakura.

Why'd she have to buy his cookies for him?

Now he looks like a lying asshole.

"Ugh, whatever." Sasuke huffed with a roll of his eyes.

"Hmph," Gaara smirked, clutching his stolen money and heading to the lunch line.

"You know, it's not nice to lie," Hinata scolded softly, hands placed onto her hips.

Sasuke sighed, not in the least bit intimidated of the blue haired cheerleader.

It's like a little bunny trying to be scary.

"Yes, yes," He said to placate her, patting her head gently, "So, you guys gonna be learning any new cheer techniques?"

Her soft face instantly lightened up at the change in subject. Smirking, the Uchiha happily let her ramble on about what she's gonna be learning.

He has to admit, she's adorable when she's passionate about something; practically bouncing on the balls of her feet as she continued rambling on and on, occasionally touching his arm in her excitement.

Now if only she was wearing his jacket instead of Sabaku's then the sight of her would be perfect.

In fact, this whole moment together alone was nice.

Until it was ruined by a mop of red hair and green eyes that Hinata was now facing and talking too.

Clearing his throat, Sasuke made sure that his presence was known and not forgotten.

**xXx**

"This isn't working," Sasuke grumbled, crossing his arms across his chest, refusing to sit down on the bleachers next to the red haired delinquent.

"Obviously." Gaara scoffed, continuing to watch the blue haired cheerleader practice with her squad. It annoys him that the Uchiha had to pester him with his presence, thanks to him skipping football practice to join him in waiting for Hinata to finish.

Sasuke sighed, placing a finger under his chin in thought. This whole week didn't progress anything, the Hyuuga constantly made sure to split her attention between the both of them evenly; never giving one more attention then the other.

And the dance was tomorrow already.

"We should just have her pick one of us." Gaara suggested lazily.

"We should." Sasuke replied, not believing that he's actually agreeing with the bastard.

The rest of the time was spent in tense silence with Gaara slouching leisurely on the bleachers and Sasuke occasionally shifting from foot to foot.

Both of them perked up once the blue haired teen finally bounded up to them with a smile, "Hi!"

They both nodded in acknowledgement, serious expressions plastered on their handsome faces.

"Uhm," Hinata fidgeted, slightly uncomfortable under their hard gazes, "Is...something the matter?"

"You know the dance tomorrow, Hinata?" Sasuke started.

"Yes?"

"We want you to pick which of us you want to go with." Gaara stood up to stand next to the Uchiha, towering over the fidgeting girl.

The Hyuuga's lavender eyes flitted between the two indecisively, "Oh..uh...the thing is-"

"Hina!" A high pitched voice cried, disrupting the heavy air between the three as a small brown blur pushed its way past the two boys to jump and latch onto the arm of the blue haired cheerleader who released a surprised cry, stumbling around as she attempted to keep her balance.

"Hanabi," She giggled, running her fingers affectionately through the brown strands, "You're supposed to wait for me in the front."

As cute as the sibling display was, the Hyuuga still haven't told them her decision, "Hinata, you haven't told us your answer yet."

"Oh! I'm sorry...uhm...well, technically I'm going with someone already." Hinata murmured, rubbing the skin of her arm awkwardly as sea green and onyx gained a baffled look.

"What?"

"Yeah, me! I'm going to be Hina's 'date'!" The middle schooler hanging off of her arm announced proudly with a wide grin.

This didn't make sense, "Your sister."

Hinata smiled sheepishly, "Yeah, Hana and I hardly have time to spend together since father is always making us study when we go home...so I asked the principal if it was okay for my sister to come with me to the dance so we could have some fun together for once."

"Yep, Hina's taken already, sorry boys~" However, the smug look dancing in her grey eyes said that she was anything but sorry.

Sasuke growled, he's not settling for this!

"Well, she's technically just a tag along, you can still choose one of us as a da-"

"Hinaaaaaaa!" Sasuke's eye twitched when the brat interrupted him rudely, shaking her sister's arm until she was giving her her undivided attention, "You promised that you'd take me shopping for my dress!"

"Yes, of course Hana, lets just go get Neji first." Hinata smiled at her sister, completely forgetting that Sasuke was talking to her.

"See you two tomorrow!" She waved cheerfully, before spinning around and leaving with her sibling still clinging to her arm.

Hanabi, with a shit eating grin still plastered on her young face, looked back at the frozen teens. Stifling a giggle, she stuck her tongue out at them mockingly while simultaneously flipping them the bird, openly enjoying the incredulous expressions they held.

"I can't believe we got beat by a twelve year old."

**xXx**

**Next up: Male!Temari x Hinata**


	9. Fan

**Thanks for all the reviews, faves, and follows! :D**

**This request is for the ever helpful Dotchi13! x3**

**Pairing: Male!Temari x Hinata**

**Rating: T**

**Word: Fan**

**xXx**

"Ugh, where is it," Gaara raised a nonexistent brow as he observed his sandy haired brother dig frantically in the sleeves of his yukata with increasing frustration the longer it took for him find what he was looking for. The blonde kept insistently dipping his hands in and out of the sleeves like he expected that whatever he was looking for would magically appear.

Sea green orbs swirled with amusement once the frantic man began flailing his arm, hoping to see if the item he desired would fall out of his sleeve. Finally giving up on the sleeves, he instead moved to feel the length of the band wrapped around his waist holding the yukata together.

Eyes widening, Gaara finally decided that he should step in once he could see that his sibling was about to unwind the band to begin searching the inside of his outfit.

The last thing he needs is for his brother and him to be escorted off the festival grounds for indecent exposure.

"Temaki," Gaara called, placing a firm hand over the taller male's wrist; preventing him from undoing the binding cloth, "What are you looking for?"

"My fan!" The blonde cried, a mad look in his green eyes as drops of sweat trickled down his handsome face, sandy colored bangs sticking to his forehead from the perspiration gathered there, "Its fucking hot as hell and that was my favorite fan - I made the damn thing after all!"

A woman nearby gasped and swiftly covered her child's ears from the foul language spilling from the agitated blonde's lips as she hurriedly lead the kid away with a disapproving look written all over her aging face, Gaara grimaced at the sight - his brother was being much too loud at the moment.

"Maybe you just dropped it somewhere...besides, you should be used to the heat already," Gaara supplied, easily ignoring his own sweat that moistened his young face - though to be fair, the siblings were used to the scorching burning sun that stung their skin not the sweltering humid heat that made them sweat like they were in a sauna; he was fairly agitated himself at the fact that his clothes were sticking annoyingly to him like a second skin.

"I know, but this is a different kind of heat and its fucking ridiculous!" Temaki complained, stomping a foot down like an angry child and drawing more eyes to the pair.

Inwardly sighing, Gaara played deaf to the tantrum and let his eyes wander around the crowd surrounding the siblings - if only Kankuro didn't ditch them in favor of chasing girls then they could have sent him to look for the missing fan.

"Look, just calm down and lets continue exploring the festival - we can keep an eye out for your fan at the same time," He bargained, hoping that this will get the blonde to shut up for now.

"Ugh, fine," Greens eyes rolled as a hand moved up to brush moist bangs out of his aggravated face, the blonde stomped forward to lead the way as his little brother trailed quietly behind him. While the redhead kept himself busy by checking out each stand they passed, the blonde couldn't help but let his eyes wander suspiciously along each person they passed, wondering if maybe someone stole it from him.

His green eyes were trailing over the form of a guy with a pineapple shaped ponytail when his quiet brother spoke up, "Temaki."

"What?" He asked, turning to the teen who was eyeing the balloon popping stand with interest.

"I...want to try that." He finally muttered out after a few moments of silence. Temaki smirked in amusement; his brother may not look it but he was still a teenager and wanted to play games too.

"Well, let's go then," He agreed, nudging the smaller male forward encouragingly when the redhead hesitated.

The man minding the stand greeted the two enthusiastically.

"I want to play." Gaara demanded emotionlessly causing the man to fidget nervously at the teen's lack of expression. It was quite intimidating to be stared down by the redhead.

"U-uh, sure kid. It'll be a dollar for five darts." The vendor informed with a shaky smile.

Gaara wordlessly reached into the pouch hanging at his side and handed the man his money. With a nod, he accepted the green paper and placed down five darts on the counter and quickly moved out of the line of fire; watching the redhead cautiously in case he decides to use him as a target.

With his brother preoccupied, the sandy haired blonde let his eyes continue their patrol of searching for his trusty fan. Maybe it was already gone, maybe lost at the front of the festival when they first came in but wherever it is - he will find it.

He could hear that Gaara won already and glanced briefly to see the redhead place his prize uncaringly on the side as he paid the vendor for more darts - seems the redhead enjoys this game.

He went back to looking around when a lone figure caught his eyes from a distance. Squinting, he could see it was a woman with long blue hair braided together and thrown over one shoulder with some kind of intricate hairpin that he couldn't make out clipped at the end. But what really caught his interest was what she was clutching in her hand.

His fan! She had his fan and she was using it without a care in the world! He couldn't see it from this distance but he could only imagine the relief on her face that she was receiving by the comforting winds of _his_ fan as she continued to move it in her hold.

"I'll be back, Gaara," He informed his youngest sibling, receiving a nod in response - the redhead was way too engulfed in the game to care at the moment.

Straightening up, he strode with purpose towards the woman; if she actually stole his fan instead of finding it - then she was going to be hearing quite a few choice words from him.

But the closer he got, the more visible her features became and he unintentionally felt his long strides shorten as he drank in the soft features before him. Donned in a light purple colored kimono, he was finally able to discern that the pin in her hair was a gorgeous lilac colored butterfly.

Her face was small and delicate, pink lips releasing an exhausted sigh as she leaned tiredly against the tree behind her; then her eyes slid open and he felt his cheeks burn and became instantly starstruck at the lavender pools revealed to his inquiring gaze.

Seems his fan got picked up by quite the cutie.

Willing his blush to die down, the blonde took his last few steps in front of the much smaller woman. When she didn't notice his presence right away - too busy staring at the fan that was keeping her cool, he cleared his throat.

"What's a girl like you doing by herself?" He asked, attracting her startled gaze up to his smirking face.

If it sounded like he was hitting on her - then he was. It was probably a bad habit he picked up from Kankuro but if he saw an attractive woman then he made it obvious that she caught his eye. Hooking up came easily with his good looks and rugged personality.

"U-uhm," Her lavender eyes nervously flitted around, looking at the handsome stranger to the various people walking around; well atleast they're not too far away from civilization but that still didn't make her feel perfectly safe as she eyed him warily, "Who...who are you?"

"Name's Temaki," He grinned, jamming his thumb to his chest with a wink causing the girl's pale cheeks to flush with color. "Now if the pretty lady wouldn't mind - I'd like to get her name."

"Ah, uh...Hinata." She answered softly, using the fan to cover the bottom half of her warm face.

"Hmm," Grin widening, the blonde leaned down towards the petite girl, laying an arm on the bark above her head and giving her a full view of his exposed chest, thanks to the fact that he neglected to fully close the top of his yukata - hey, if he has a nice body, then he wants to show it off. Her face felt like it was on fire as her wide eyes couldn't seem to tear itself away from the hard planes of his chest, he chuckled, lowering his head to her ear and gaining a shiver, "Enjoying the view Hi-na-ta?"

That seemed to snap her out of her stupor as she shook her head and squeezed her way out from between him and the tree, "P-please don't do that when I don't know you."

Blinking, green eyes stared incredulously at the brown bark until he realized that she was now leaning against a different tree. Huh, that was strange; usually girls would be melting under his touch by now.

"How about we get to know each other then." He smirked cockily, smoothly turning and leaning his side against the bark.

His eyes narrowed at the gold and black fan that she was squeezing the life out of in her trembling hands, "Lets start with you telling me where you got that fan."

"This?" Breaking out of her wary stare, the bluenette looked down at the beautiful item she was holding, "I found it on the ground earlier...I figured I'd just use it until the owner saw it and came to take it back."

Well, atleast she isn't pretending like its hers. That's good, it means she's an honest person. Which only served to peak his interest more.

Sending a quick glance to where he left Gaara, the blonde was relieved to see that Kankuro was now with him; the both of them playing the dart game with a steadily growing pile of stuffed animals at their side. And despite his dwindling supply of prizes, the vendor was glowing with happiness at the fact that he was making money off the two.

Good, he doesn't need to worry about losing track of his siblings at the moment.

"So, you weren't planning on keeping it for yourself?" He asked.

"Well, no...But if someone doesn't come to claim it then I might as well keep it," Her eyes stared down admiringly at the item, pulling it open, she ran her fingers fondly over the black paper-like middle decorated with beautiful gold designs, "Its really gorgeous."

Crossing his arms across his muscled chest, Temaki couldn't help the cocky smirk painted on his smug face, "Really?"

"Yeah, whoever made this obviously put a lot of work into it and has some amazing talent...I want to know where the owner got this so I can buy some of my own." She rambled, eyes not moving from the well done fan.

A proud glint gleamed in his green eyes, finally, a person that actually appreciates his hard work, "You really like that fan, don't you?"

"Of course! It even gets the job done perfectly too, see?" Practically bouncing up to him, she began to wave the fan in his face and he gratefully accepted the minor break from the humidity.

He chuckled, what a naive girl. She went from being cautious around him to acting like he was her good friend in two seconds. Maybe, she would actually be good as dating material instead of just a quick hook up with that personality.

"Mm, that feels nice. How long do you think it took the person to make it?" He asked, arching a brow in question and suppressing the urge to growl when she stopped fanning him in favor of touching her chin in thought.

"Hmm...this is more detailed then regular fans sold in store so I would think...maybe...a day?" He chuckled again at her response, with his skill it did not take him even near to a day to complete a fan.

"How about four hours?" He added, smirking when she stared at him in surprise.

"R-really? You think it only takes four hours to make something like this?" She asked, holding up the open fan and flipping it to show the back and front.

The smirk was permanently plastered to his face as he shrugged his shoulders innocently, "Who knows?"

"Well," She went back to fanning her herself, disturbing and ruffling her bangs around her face as she smiled at him, "I'd be amazed if they really did finish it that fast - thats some amazing skill."

"So, how would you react if you ever got to meet the creator?" He couldn't help himself, her reactions were endearing and inflating his ego immensely. Perhaps he really should begin selling his fans instead of just making them as a hobby - he could probably get a fortune off of them if her reaction was anything to go by.

"Oh, I would be so excited!" She was practically bouncing in place, cheeks rosy and eyes glittering eagerly, "I would ask if they could show me how they make their fans!"

At the moment he couldn't help but compare her to a hyper child on their birthday.

"Hm," He flicked his sandy bangs out of his eyes as he sent her a playful wink, "Perhaps they will show you how they make them if you ask nicely~"

She paused and tilted her head inquiringly at his response, "You talk as if you know the creator.."

"Maybe I do, maybe I don't." He replied cryptically, shrugging his shoulders with his smirk that had yet to disappear.

She arched a brow with a thoughtful frown, "Do you mind if I try to guess?"

"Go ahead."

"Is the creator your mom or dad?" He shook his head and she tapped her chin in thought.

"Your grandma or grandpa?"

"Nope."

"...Aunty or uncle?"

He sighed loudly and affixed his features into a sad expression, pressing a hand to where his heart is as he strolled over to the tree she was leaning against, "Why Hinata, I'm hurt."

He resumed his earlier position of leaning his arm on the bark above her as he stared down at her with another grin, "Do I not look like I could create fans like the one you're holding?"

Hinata had to shake her head so she could pay attention to what he was saying; being right up in her face, the indigo haired girl couldn't help but notice that drop of sweat that trailed tantalizingly down his tan chest to disappear beneath the band of the yukata, "Y-you made this?"

"Mhmm," He nodded, grabbing her hand, he lifted the fan up to her face and used a finger to point at the gold design, "If you look carefully, you can see that I managed to sneak my name in there."

Squinting, the Hyuuga scrutinized the golden lines until she spotted what he was pointing out.

"Wow, you are telling the truth!" She exclaimed, staring in astonishment at the fan, eyes roaming around to try see if she can find any other hidden stuff.

He was amused at her reaction, "How about I let you keep that fan."

She gasped, holding the fan in question to her chest, "Really?"

His grin sharpened mischievously as he lowered his head till his lips brushed against her ear, enjoying the tremor he induced, "That is, if you'll go on a date with me~"

Squeaking, the indigo haired girl banged the back of her head clumsily against the tree as she tried and failed to make some space between the two, her face was so red that he thought steam would start billowing from her ears any second.

"D-d-date?"

"Yep," He pressed closer and with her short stature, his exposed chest was now literally inches away from her face - she was finding it hard to think with his muscles and nipples on display; Hinata never felt so perverted in her life as she openly stared as if she was mesmerized, "I can even show you how I make these fans."

What was he talking about again? All the blood was rushing to her head, making her feel dizzy.

"So, what do you say?" He raised a brow in confusion when she didn't utter a single word, "Hinata?"

"Whoa!" Luckily he was so close otherwise he wouldn't have been able to catch the Hyuuga when she suddenly swayed from side to side before collapsing; he stared down at the knocked out female with concern.

"So...is that a no?"

**xXx**

**Meanwhile, Gaara and Kankuro has cleared that game stall of all its prizes. c:**

**Just to let everybody know, requests are open again for now! And I already have a couple requests on the list:**

**Minato x Hinata for SarcasticScript (word: work/groceries/babysitting/teacher's pet, still deciding which word I'm gonna use)**

**Juugo x Hinata for Dotchi13 (word: Love at first sight and bunny, I'll be doing both of these)**

**Toneri x Hinata for roveme (word: Obsession)**

**If someone had put in a request before but I didn't take it because I was closed then please let me know and I'll add you to this new list. :3**


	10. Teacher's Pet

**This request is for SarcasticScript!**

**Pairing: Minato x Hinata**

**Rating: K+**

**Word: Teacher's pet**

**xXx**

Soft chatter filled the classroom full of sleepy students who were waiting for their, by now, tardy teacher. Hinata idly played with her fingers, the energetic voices of Ino and Sakura filtering in her ears but not really registering in her distracted brain as her lavender eyes kept flitting from her twiddling thumbs to the door continuously; waiting anxiously for the sunny hair that she always looked forward to seeing everyday.

Finally, the door knob twisted and she involuntarily held her breath when two heads of blonde slipped in. One holding an apologetic smile while the other pouted with dark bags under his drowsy blue eyes.

"Morning class," The taller blonde greeted in his soft voice, smiling, he placed a hand on the unruly strands of the boy standing next to him, chuckling, "I apologize for my tardiness, you can blame it on this sleepyhead here."

The exhausted blonde in question shook his head to get rid of his father's hand ruffling his already messy blonde strands, "Hey, I wouldn't have been so tired if _someone_ hadn't made me stay up all night slaving over that project!" He cried in annoyance, glaring up at the man who only smiled calmly in return.

"Well, I did give you the entire week to work on it a little bit at a time but you refused to take advantage of that." He chuckled again, once more lifting a hand to ruffle the blonde hair of his crabby son.

Hinata was distracted out of her dreamy gaze by an elbow poking her side gently, catching Ino's mischievous eyes, the peppy girl leaned over, cupping a hand over her mouth to whisper, "Look Hina-chan, lover boy's finally here. You must be happy."

"He looks like shit though." Ino snorted with a grin.

"Duh, of course he does Ino-pig. He just said he was up all night." Sakura rolled her eyes.

Hinata smiled nervously at the two once they started bickering again and turned her gaze back to the two blondes; lingering on the older one in particular and his gentle features, cheeks tinting a light pink. Ino and Sakura obviously thinks she likes Naruto and that was true at one point but now...Hinata has felt her feelings gradually shift from one to the other.

It was hard not too grow feelings for the older man, he was so sweet and nice to her, especially when she volunteered to be his teacher assistant. And he was very perceptive; noticing when she was forcing her smiles one day and offering to listen to her problems, patiently allowing her to vent about her overbearing and strict father that constantly talked down to her and giving her encouraging words and advice in return which she was thankful for.

She always stayed back in class to help him grade papers or clean and those were times where they gradually got to know each other better and where her feelings for him grew though she felt terrible at the time since not only was he her teacher but she was sure that he was already taken. Until he felt comfortable enough to confide in her that he was in fact not taken.

He talked about how Naruto was conceived when he was young with another teacher that works at her school named Kushina. And though things didn't actually work out between them, Minato said that they're still really good friends and how Naruto seems fine with the arrangement considering that he can sleep at either parents house whenever he feels like.

"Sakura-chan!" She was broken out of her daze by the loud blonde that darted across the room to throw himself over the pinkette. Stiffening, emerald eyes turned to look at her worriedly and Hinata just sent her a reassuring smile to let her know that she was fine.

She really was tempted to tell her two friends that she had a crush on their teacher instead of the whiskered boy but she also had no idea how they would react to that news.

"Get off me idiot!" Sakura screeched, punching the clingy blonde on the head and shoving him to sit on the empty chair next to her. Minato awkwardly rubbed the back of his neck, nervously chuckling at the sight before him. That girl can certainly be scary.

"Uh, Hinata-chan?" He called, watching with amusement as his indigo haired student perked up immediately in her seat at the call of her name.

"Yes, sensei?"

"You want to help me pass out these papers?" Reaching behind him for the stack of papers sitting on his desk, he held them up in the air with a smile.

"Ah, of course sensei." He watched as she hurriedly stood up, absently straightening her uniform skirt before she scampered up to him with a shy smile. He couldn't help but think of how cute she looked, holding her hands up expectantly for the papers.

Clutching them to her chest, she turned away to start passing them out and he stared, silently admiring how her long midnight hair gave off a brilliant blue sheen when it passed under the classroom light - her hair was almost as beautiful as Kushina's.

Blinking at his thoughts, Minato shook his head and turned to the whiteboard to begin writing down about what they're going to work on today.

**xXx**

"Hmm," At the low hum, Minato looked over at the teen sitting next to him in curiosity.

It was only the two of them at the moment - school having ended already.

His blue eyes scrutinized the furrowed brows of the Hyuuga as she gave the paper that she just finished grading another look over. He was soon drawn to the pen pressing against her plush, glossy bottom lip as she concentrated on the paper to make sure she didn't miss anything.

Catching himself staring, the blonde shook his head for the second time of the day before addressing her.

"I bet that's Naruto's paper you're grading, isn't it?" He asked, leaning over slightly to peek at the worksheet that she was staring at in concern not noticing the streak of pink that doused her pale cheeks at his close proximity.

"A-ah, yes. Uhm...he got most of the answers wrong again." She told him hesitantly, she didn't want to unintentionally get the hyper blonde in trouble for his bad worksheet.

"Hmm," Rolling his chair closer, Minato absently laid an arm along the back of his tense assistant's chair.

He was so close.

Hinata could feel her face burning as the temptingly sweet smell of his cologne drifted in her nose. She jumped when he leaned his head down to better view the paper, his blonde hair tickling the bare skin of her arm and raising goose bumps.

The pen in her hand felt sweaty and she didn't think to just push the paper to him so that he and his pleasant smelling cologne would back off.

He sighed, the warm breath billowing off the skin of her hand and Hinata almost thought that she was gonna faint for a second there. But thankfully, he finally moved away and put some appropriate distance between them.

"That boy...I'm not sure what to do. I asked Sakura-san if she could tutor him before since she has the highest marks in class," He told her, rubbing his thumb and index finger along the bridge of his nose in irritation, "But she denied. Mumbling something about how it wouldn't be right for her to accept."

Hinata blinked, staring at the hunched over man. Her lavender eyes drifted down to her lap as she bit her lip in thought. Obviously Sakura turned it down 'cause she thought that she would hurt the indigo haired teen's feelings if she accepted. She rubbed her thumb along the back of her hand; perhaps she should consider telling the pinkette to not worry about her feelings concerning the young Uzumaki already.

"Minato-sensei," Once those gorgeous blue eyes caught her own lavender tinted ones is when she sent him a reassuring smile, "How about I ask Sakura-chan to tutor Naruto-kun for you? I'm sure I can get her to agree."

"Really?" At her nod, the blonde released a relieved sigh and relaxed back in his chair. "Thank you Hinata-chan, I would feel much better if he got some help in improving his grade."

Hinata gazed at the man in dreamy bliss; it was nice to know that she could help him.

_Knock, knock._

"Hey!" A red haired woman stood in the doorway with a wide grin, "Hinata-chan! Nice to see that you're still helping this unreliable guy - he could use all the help he could get."

The indigo haired teen hurriedly jumped out of her chair at the sight of the woman and bowed respectfully, "Hello Kushina-sensei, you can take my seat." Minato sent his student a crooked smile at her graceful mannerisms.

"Nah, it's okay, Hina-chan. I'm not gonna be staying long anyways," The redhead laughed, making her way around the desk until she was standing in front of the shy teen with a trouble making grin, "I just wanna make sure that this girly man isn't trying anything that would get him sent to jail~"

"Kushina!" Minato couldn't keep the heat from flaring up in his tan cheeks when his student tilted her head in confusion at his mischievous ex.

"I'm kidding! Though, I wouldn't blame you if you were Mina - this girl is a cutie!" Reaching up, the redhead wrapped her arms around the flustered teen and enveloped her in a tight hug, making her already heated face even warmer when it was shoved into the older woman's bosom.

Minato felt a drop of sweat trail down the side of his smiling face as he watched the teen squeak and flail helplessly in the loud woman's grasp, "Kushina, please, you're smothering her...I don't think Hinata-chan can breath."

"Oh, I'm sorry, Hina-chan," She laughed, releasing the suffocating girl and watching in amusement as she took a breath of sweet air. She brushed her hands along the top of the midnight blue strands in order to tame some of the hair she messed up, "You're lucky though Mina."

He blinked, "Why?"

"Because! You have Hina-chan here and she's such a helpful student! None of the students in my class will volunteer to be a teacher's pet!" She huffed, placing her hands on her full hips.

"Uh...its teacher's assistant.." He corrected.

"Whatever, all I know is that they're all so useless and lazy! I have to threaten them just to help clean up or pass out paper." She continued to grumble and Minato scratched his head absently, watching the flustered teen poke her index fingers together, not sure whether or not to sit down.

"Aah, so, why don't you give me Hina-chan," She bent down a bit until she was at eye level with the smaller girl, wiggling her eyebrow with a grin she continued, "Huh, Hina-chan? Don't you want to transfer to my class instead? I'm more fun then dull boy over here."

"Uuh.." She didn't know how to turn that down without offending the older woman.

Minato chuckled with a shake of his head, "Too bad Shina, she's mine."

Hinata was almost sure that all the blood in her body was now gathered in her head at her teacher's words.

Seems she wasn't the only one stuck on his wording.

Kushina grinned slyly, "My, aren't we possessive?"

Suppressing a chuckle, she decided to stop teasing her poor ex once his face lit up like a tomato.

"Anyways, I actually came here to tell you that Naru is gonna be staying at my place tonight. He said something about a certain someone not letting him get any sleep yesterday." She sent the now nervous blonde an accusatory glare.

"Uh...well, that's because he refused to do his project until last minute." Hinata couldn't help but stare in interest at the now jittery blonde male, usually he was always so calm and collected - it was quite a new sight to see him so intimidated by just a mere glare.

Calming down, Kushina sighed, "I guess I'll have to talk to him about that later then."

"Okay, I'll see you two tomorrow at the dance!" With a devious glint in her eyes, the redhead grabbed the smaller female's shoulder, spun her around and gave a hard push, sending the teen stumbling forward with a cry as the man's blue eyes widened and he held his arms open to catch her as she slammed into him, sending the chair tipping backwards with a crash.

"Bye!" Kushina laughed, running out of the room.

Minato groaned, the back of his head ached something fierce...and there was something extremely soft and pillowy smothering his face. Blue eyes squinted open as the man attempted to figure out what was suffocating him and once he did, his face burned up in embarrassment, his hands tightening on shapely hips involuntarily.

Hinata was a pretty damn developed seventeen year old.

"Ugh...are you okay, sensei?" Hinata asked, rubbing her sore forehead that had bang against the carpeted floor.

He didn't answer.

"Minato-sensei?" Lifting an eyelid to reveal a lavender orb, it looked down to see embarrassed blue pools peeking up from the top of her breasts. Squeaking in horror, the teen jumped off of her red faced teacher with a face matching in color.

"I-I'm so sorry!" She apologized hurriedly, her face burning in mortification.

"It...it's okay," Minato assured her, lifting a hand to cover the bottom half of his warm face, eyes unable to bring themselves to look at the teen, "Are you alright?"

"Y-yes!" She stuttered, hopping up and going back to her seat so she could hurry up and finish grading the rest of the papers so she can leave.

Clearing his throat, Minato followed her example and stood up, picking his chair back up and sinking down into it with a groan. Using his hand to cover his red painted cheek from her view, the blonde male returned to grading his own stack of papers.

After a few moments of silence, Minato finally felt his cheeks cool down and lowered his hand to smile at the still shaken female. Hoping to lessen the awkward tension a bit.

"So, Hinata-chan, you gonna go to the dance tomorrow?" He asked, finding himself unable to look her in the eyes as his own stared at the midnight strands of the diligently working teen.

"Uhm, yes. I'm planning on going with Ino and Sakura." She answered, now grading the very last sheet of paper.

"Ah, no date?" He asked in curiosity. Its kinda surprising if even the boy crazy blonde doesn't have a date.

"No, we'll just dance with whoever asks us there." She giggled, marking a wrong answer, "What about you sensei? Are you going?"

"Heh, yeah, I'll be supervising along with the other teachers." He chuckled, brushing some of his blonde locks out of his face.

"Well, I'll see you tomorrow then Minato-sensei." Capping the pen, she placed it on the side as she handed her stack of graded papers to him and hurriedly stood out of her seat to leave, all while avoiding eye contact.

"See you." He waved with a smile.

**xXx**

"Well, I guess it's just us two now, huh Hina-chan?" Sakura chuckled, nudging the smiling indigo haired girl lightly.

Ino had already left their side minutes ago, now dancing with the wild haired Kiba.

"Sakura-chaaaaaan! Dance with me!" The pinkette groaned with a roll of her eyes as the energetic ball of energy bounced up to her side with a happy grin.

"Why don't you ask Hina-chan to dance?" She suggested, gesturing to the reluctant looking Hyuuga.

Naruto raised an eyebrow in confusion, "Huh? Why?"

A frustrated vein throbbed on the pink haired girl's temple as she clenched her fist threateningly, "You dense idio-"

"It's okay, Sakura-chan. Go dance, I'll be fine here." Hinata smiled, giving the pinkette a light push into the blonde's awaiting arms.

Sakura blushed, pushing away from the blonde to look at her shy friend in bewilderment, "What? Hina-"

"You heard her Sakura-chan! Lets go dance!" The grinning boy screamed, dragging the hesitant pinkette behind him.

Hinata sighed with a relieved smile once they vanished into the crowd of teens and leaned back against the wall. Glad she avoided what could have been a very awkward dance.

"Guess you're all alone now." A smooth voice cut in.

Blinking, Hinata smiled up at the man standing next to her, forcefully pushing the embarrassing incident from yesterday into the back of her mind, "Hi sensei."

"Hi," He greeted back with his usual soft smile, blue eyes giving her violet dress a once over, "You look lovely."

Blushing at the compliment, she looked him over in his nice suit, "And you look handsome, sensei."

He rubbed the back of his head with a bashful smile, "Well, I know this will be unusual to hear...but would you honor me with a dance?"

"O-of course." She agreed without hesitation. She wasn't sure if she was going to survive the rest of the night if she's going to be slow dancing with him.

He held a hand up invitingly that she willingly accepted with a flustered smile, twisting his hand around, he laced their fingers together as he placed his free hand on her waist. Delicately settling her hand on his shoulder, Hinata swayed slowly in time to the music with the man; thankful that all the other teens were too stuck on each other to notice her dancing with her teacher.

"This is...nice." She whispered, keeping her eyes firmly placed on his chin, her face was permanently red with how warm and soft his large hand in hers felt along with the one resting on her waist that she was all too aware of.

"Don't tell me you've never danced with a guy before." He murmured into her ear so she could hear him over the loud music and Hinata gripped his shoulder to keep herself from tripping over her own feet at the sudden warm breath flowing against the shell of her ear.

"N-no...guys don't really notice me as much as the other girls." She replied, her own breath drifting over the flesh of his neck and drawing an involuntary shiver from him.

"Then they must be blind to not notice a beauty such as yourself." He found himself muttering before he could stop himself. He cursed inwardly at his foolish mouth when the Hyuuga tensed in his arms before lavender eyes lifted up to stare into his own with disbelief.

"S-sensei?" Did she hear him right? Did he really just say that she's beautiful?

Now it was his turn to be flustered and stammering as he tried to think of a way to get out of this inappropriate situation, "Uhm...uh...Hina.."

Smiling bashfully, lavender eyes flitted from side to side to see if anyone was looking. Taking a deep breath, the red faced Hyuuga gathered her nerves before quickly raising up on the tip of her toes to press her lips onto the smooth ones of the still stammering man.

Swiftly backing away, Hinata sent the now shell shocked blonde a shy smile, "I think you're really cute sensei." She then spun around and took off with her hands covering her burning face.

Minato was still standing there, petrified as everything continued to register in his brain as an obnoxious laugh came from behind him.

"Man, she's quite the jailbait, isn't she Mina?" Kushina grinned, stopping by his side and slapping his back playfully.

"I think you should wait until she graduates though before your girly ass gets locked up."

**xXx**

**Minatoooo's...age is up to you, though I'd say he's about mid/late twenties in here~**

**Next requests:**

**Two Juugo x Hinata for Dotchi13 (Love at first sight and Bunny)**

**Toneri x Hinata for roveme (Obsession)**

**Pein x Hinata for Marii (Piercing or if you want me to use a different word, feel free to tell me and I'll change it)**

**Kisame x Hinata for saamon-sama (Water/Kindness)**

**Suigetsu x Hinata for Hyo (Library)**

**Sasori x Hinata for Atykka (Curiosity/Strange)**

**Levi x Hinata for Atykka (Kindness/Courage)**

**Ichigo x Hinata for Iliana (please tell me the word you want me to use for this unless you want me to just make up the word)**


	11. Love at First Sight

**This request is for Dotchi13!**

**Pairing: Juugo x Hinata**

**Rating: T**

**Word: Love at First Sight**

**Warning for Suigetsu's mouth.**

**xXx**

"Juugo's missing again." Karin stated once the silence in the room became stifling, her eyes stayed focused on her glasses as she swiped it clean with a cloth.

"Oh yeah, he is, isn't he?" Suigetsu agreed, lowering his water bottle as his violet eyes took a quick glance around for their large teammate, "Surprised we didn't notice until now - he's the biggest thing in this room."

The redhead rolled her eyes but refrained from saying anything as her eyes landed on the Uchiha silently sharpening his kunais, "Do you know where he keeps disappearing too, Sasuke-kun?"

"He's probably following the Hyuuga around again." He replied as he slipped the kunai back into the pouch and reached for the next one.

Karin tilted her head with a raised brow, "Hyuuga?" She still wasn't all too familiar with the Konoha ninjas yet besides her blonde haired cousin.

"Oh I know!" Suigetsu piped up, pushing himself up from his lounging position the white haired swordsman grinned lewdly as he made suggestive motions around his chest, "You're talking about that chick with the huge knockers, right?"

"..." Sasuke refused to dignify that with a response.

Karin's face rapidly matched the color of her hair.

Suigetsu continued confidently despite the silence from his teammates, "Yeah, I don't blame him for following her around - I would too if I could watch those tits bounce!"

"Ugh, you disgusting pervert!" The redhead snapped, unable to hold it in any longer as she marched over to the grinning male and proceeding to stomp his infuriating face in.

Sasuke felt no need to intervene, Suigetsu earned Karin's rage all on his own. The Uchiha stared down at his kunai in thought as he thought back to when they all first moved in the village.

"I think being around her makes him feel calm." The raven murmured, slipping the kunai into the pouch.

"Calm?" Karin questioned, stepping away from her teammate now that she's calmed down. Suigetsu merely sat back up and reached for his water bottle.

"You sure it ain't just because he's trying to get some ass?" He chuckled when the redhead glared at him.

"Shut the hell up!"

**xXx**

_"Who is that?"_

_Looking up at the taller male, the Uchiha followed his gaze to the indigo haired female that was ordering a box of cinnamon rolls from the vendor. Blinking, Sasuke had to take a minute to remember who that was - she definitely wasn't the type to stand out in their childhood, after all._

_"Ah...that's Hyuuga...Hinata. I remember her as being quiet and enjoyed stalking the idiot..why?"_

_"Hm...can you introduce me to her?" Juugo asked, unable to bring himself to remove his gaze from the pale eyed woman. Something about her and her gentle features drew him to her and he wanted nothing more then to get a closer look._

_"Oh, so you like chicks with big boobs, huh?" Suigetsu interjected with a wolfish grin._

_Sasuke sighed and looked at the shark toothed male with irritation, "Karin, watch Suigetsu. Juugo and I will be back." It'll probably be best not to bring the loud mouth with them - he'd probably scare off the Hyuuga before Juugo gets to even introduce himself._

_"Of course, Sasuke-kun!" Karin complied with a blissful smile, happy that she could do something for the Uchiha, "C'mon you dumbass, let's go somewhere else." Looping her arm around Suigetsu's neck, she dragged him off with him kicking and complaining the whole way._

_Watching the noisy duo leave for a bit, Sasuke began to walk towards the Hyuuga as she headed their direction after she managed to get her box of baked goods in hand. The Uchiha sighed inwardly when she continued to stare at the ground as she walked - taking no notice of the two in her way. Looks like he'll have to be the one to get her attention.  
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_"Hyuuga." She paused and finally looked up, blinking owlishly until she registered who was standing in front of her._

_Her lips twisted up in a friendly smile once she realized who was in front of her and the orange haired male felt his stomach tighten at the sight - all he could think was, 'Cute.'_

_"Oh, hi, Uchiha-san. I heard you were back." She told him, tilting her head toward him in greeting. Her voice was soft and sweet, just like her face and the tall_ _male felt himself drawn even more to the small woman._

_Which now that he was standing in front of her, he noticed that she was really short - especially compared to him. The top of her head only just barely reaching his chest._

_"Hn. This is my teammate, Juugo." Sasuke replied, jerking his head towards his companion. No sense in beating around the bush about why they stopped her, "He wanted to meet you."_

_Juugo felt his cheeks dust with pink at the Uchiha's blunt words as the Hyuuga finally took notice of his presence and blinked up at him in confusion. He stiffened and became tongue tied for a few seconds once those pink lips eventually lifted up in a warm smile, her lavender gaze shining with delight at meeting a new person._

_"Its nice to meet you Juugo-san, I'm Hinata," She greeted, lowering her head politely and he immediately hurried to return the gesture._

_"Its nice to meet you too, Hinata-san." She blinked, her smile widening at the sight - it was always interesting to see how the grumpy Uchiha is associated with people that are either more loud or polite then him._

_Sasuke stood in place with his hands in his pockets, staring at nothing in particular while his towering companion gazed with open curiosity at the lavender eyed female, causing her cheeks to color at the amount of attention from the newcomer._

_Shifting in place once the awkward silence set in, the Hyuuga worried her bottom lip as her eyes flitted from side to side - unsure of what else to say._

_Her hands wringed the handle of her bag containing the glazed bread - she still had a few more errands to do, "Uhm..well, I still need to shop..so uh..it was nice seeing you two." She did a quick bow and was about to hurry off when she bumped into a hard chest with a squeak of surprise._

_Rubbing her nose, Hinata found that she had to crane her neck back just to see the face of the person towering over her. Her eyebrows scrunched in confusion at the sight of Sasuke's friend, her eyes darted from the orange haired male to the spot that he was previously occupying at - how did he move so fast?_

_"Let me help you." He offered, reaching forward and gently tugging the bag out of her hands._

_"Uh..I-it's okay, Juugo-san, I can do it!" She cried with a flustered expression and attempted to snatch her bag back only for him to hold it out of her reach with a shake of his head._

_"I insist," He sent her a soft smile to which she felt her cheeks heat up in response, "we can get to know each other more at the same time."_

_She finally stopped trying to make a grab for her belongings as she relented with a nod, "Okay, Juugo-san, thank you." It would be interesting to see what this handsome man is like._

_"My pleasure."_

_Shyly staring down at the ground, the Hyuuga stumbled her way around him with a muttered "follow me" in the direction of the vegetable vendors. With a pleased smile, he spun around and trailed after her like a puppy; leaving behind his leader who was watching the two._

_Sasuke had to admit, he was a bit miffed that the two forgot about him that fast - especially when he was the one that introduced them. Whatever, he rolled his eyes and slunk off to go find his other two teammates._

**xXx**

"You really like animals, don't you Juugo-san?" Hinata asked, pausing in her process of pressing another flower into her book to watch as the large figure next to her gently picked up a squirrel sniffing at his hand to let it rest on his shoulder.

"Hm." He nodded, rubbing the pad of his finger along the top of its furry head. Smiling, the Hyuuga opened the box of her leftover dessert that the large man bought for her and broke off a piece of the glazed bread.

Holding it up to the critter, she couldn't contain the giggle when it sniffed the food briefly before immediately snatching the bread out of her fingers to nibble on hungrily. Juugo stared, his stomach erupting with butterflies as the low giggles flowed into his ear.

"I like your laugh." He murmured, absently reaching forward to brush a stray strand of hair behind her ear and earning him a flustered Hyuuga in return.

"Oh, uhm...t-thank you." Her index fingers were subconsciously brought up to begin poking together bashfully. Which, now that she thinks about it has been happening a lot this week and here she thought she had broken that habit.

But it's pretty hard not too get shy and embarrassed when an attractive looking guy keeps giving you compliments everyday. Waving a hand in front of her face to cool it down, the indigo haired female tore off another piece of bread to give to the squirrel perched on his shoulder.

"Sasuke-san doesn't mind you hanging out with me everyday?" She asked with a tilt of her head, giggling when Juugo leaned down closer to her to allow the tiny animal to hop from his shoulder to hers. It skittered its way down until it was settled on her lap and clawing at the box she was holding.

She opened it and let it begin eating the dessert inside. She was planning on finishing it later but, oh well.

"No, he's fine with it." He answered simply as the squirrel's upper half popped out of the box, a rather big piece of bread held in its grip to nibble on.

"Really?" Sasuke didn't look so happy to have to go finding and dragging the large male home yesterday - grumbling the whole time about how its Juugo's turn to do laundry.

"Yeah," he smiled and ran a gentle hand down her silky hair, "Don't worry about it."

She blushed and turned her attention down to the animal, running a finger down its furry back, "O-okay."

"Juugo." Hinata shivered at the sudden ominous air surrounding the two as an irritated Uchiha dropped down in front of them; a glare already fixed to his handsome face.

The man in question blinked at his leader, "Yes?"

"Did you forget?" He crossed his arms and glared down his nose at his lounging teammate, the Hyuuga trembled slightly, from her position on the ground; the Uchiha looked downright intimidating at the moment. "It's your turn to cook dinner."

Juugo still made no move to get up from his spot next to Hinata, "Oh...is it?"

Sasuke's eyebrow ticked, "Yes, now come."

"Okay," Orange eyes turned to the nervous female next to them and laid a hand on her shoulder to gather her attention, "Would you like me to walk you home?"

Right as her lips parted to give him an answer, a loud, obnoxious growl sounded in the area. All eyes including the squirrel's were drawn to the Uchiha who now looked downright pissed with cheeks tinting a light, barely noticeable pink as his traitorous stomach portrayed his hunger. No one dared to say a word about the noise.

"Juugo, she's a Hyuuga - she can take care of herself." Sasuke snarled, the longer he's kept from eating the more irritated he'll get. "Come on."

"I'm sorry, I must leave you Hinata-san." Juugo apologized, standing up and sending her a small smile.

"No, it's okay! Thank you for spending time with me." She giggled, absently playing with the squirrel's tail.

"You're welcome, so-" He was cut off when his grouchy leader fisted his hand around the back of his shirt and began dragging him backwards but that didn't deter the orange haired man from talking to the Hyuuga, "Wanna meet here tomorrow?"

Smiling merrily, Hinata watched in amusement as Juugo walked backward while still trying to talk to her, nodding to his question, "I'll be here in the afternoon."

He nodded and waved at her until she was out of sight. After a few minutes of silent walking - in which he was still being forced to walk backwards, Juugo looked at his leader, "Can you let go now?"

Sasuke replied by tightening his hold on the shirt he was gripping, "No. Yesterday I looked away from you for one second and you disappeared." Literally one second was all it took for him to vanish and run all the way back to the Hyuuga's side.

Sasuke swears its like trying to watch a damn child. Look away and all of a sudden they're gone.

He's sending Karin to retrieve Juugo from now on - she is the tracker of their team for a reason.

"I won't run away." He promised, reaching back to try to pull his shirt out of Sasuke's grip, who only yanked the cloth roughly and made him stumble a couple steps.

"I don't believe you." He's in no mood to have to go find the large man again if he runs off to go following the Hyuuga like a love struck puppy again.

Juugo sighed, giving up and just resigned to being dragged along like a disobedient child, "Its just...I like being around her."

"I don't care. I'm hungry."

**xXx**

**Next up: Another Juugo x Hinata - Bunny**

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