I don't own Naruto. Though I wish I owned Iruka... 3
On with the story!
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"So? What did your mother say?!?"
"She said we could get new dresses for the Konoha picnic tomarrow! How early do you think you can be up and ready to go shopping?!?"
Hinata looked up curiously as she heard two familiar voices talking excitedly about the upcoming picnic in the Leaf Village. She glanced down the street and saw that Ino and Sakura were a few feet away, walking towards her as they spoke about the upcoming event.
"I can be up and ready by ten," Sakura replied, as the two strolled forward. Hinata stepped aside into the shadows of a building as the two passed by, moving out of their way quietly. She stood silently in the shade of the store she had backed into as they walked by, not noticing her as they continued to talk.
"Good," Ino replied, nodded her head at Sakura as Hinata watched them. "Cause' we're going to have to hit all the stores in Konoha in order to find the best dresses!"
"I know!" Sakura agreed. "I want to look my best for Sasuke."
"What? Why?" asked Ino, crossing her arms as she looked at Sakura. "After all, Sasuke's only going to be looking at me."
"What?!? Why would he look at you?!?" demanded Sakura angrily. "He's not interested in ugly pigs!"
"PIG??" Ino exclaimed, infuriated. "Who are you calling a pig, you cow?!?"
Hinata sat down on the ground as the two began to argue loudly about Sasuke, calling each other names, and shaking their fists and fingers at each other angrily. She smiled, thinking about how nice it must be to have someone to go shopping and hang out with. When you weren't arguing about boys, that was.
Hinata sighed. She often wished she had someone to talk to, someone besides Kiba, Shino, and occasionally-Naruto, she thought, blushing slightly as she pictured him. Talking to him when she wasn't tongue-tied, that was.
Not that she didn't care for them. They were all great guys, wonderful friends, and she loved them each with all her heart. She knew they would go to the ends of the earth and back for her- just like she would them, but it wasn't the same as having a girl friend to talk to. She slightly envied Sakura and Ino, who-even though they fought constantly about Sasuke, seemed to truly care for each other. Hinata wondered why she couldn't have someone in her life like that.
The closest thing she had to that was Hanabi and Kurenai. But Hanabi was a lot younger than she was, and didn't understand many of the things Hinata wished she could share with her younger sister. Hinata had the exact opposite problem with Kurenai. Kurenai was at least ten years older than she was, and seemed much more-mature-than Hinata was. Though she liked and truly respected Kurenai, Hinata didn't really feel comfortable talking to her the way she would with a friend her own age.
Hinata lowered her head, resting her chin on top of her knees as she pulled her legs in closer to her. She felt selfish admitting it, but she couldn't help but feel jealous of Sakura and Ino. She wanted a friend, someone to talk to, to come to dinner at her house, and to go to things like the Konoha picnic with. Hinata felt her heart grow heavy, sadness washing over her as she leaned her back up against the building behind her. She sighed sadly, looking out into the sunny Konoha street before her, wishing for a friend.
Hinata stared out into the street in front of her for some time, before the warm air around her finally caused her to fall asleep.
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I'm rather pleased with this beginning. I can't wait to write the next part. Oh the adventures these two will go on...