Hehe, this is a really pointless story, but cute none-the-less. I really don't have anything more to say on the subject, so enjoy ^_^

I just ADORE team8 fluff :)))

Disclaimer: Naruto is.....not mine :'( tear

First Meeting

*Knock* *Knock*

The sound of knuckles slamming against wood filled the kindergarten classroom.

Yuhi Kurenai looked up from beside a student's desk, face splashed with finger paint and hair in disarray, "Come in."

The door shot open and a gruff looking man stood in the doorway, filling it up with his bulky form.

"Hai, Principle-sama?"

"Kurenai-san, you have a new student," he bit out roughly, but not meanly.

Kurenai's eyes swept around the doorway and noted that there was no other person there. She shot the principle a confused look.

The principle huffed and, it appeared, started speaking to his back.

"Come on now, introduce yourself."

And then most surprisingly, he reached behind himself and dragged out a frightened looking girl.

She had the shortest indigo locks and the strangest lavender eyes. On top of that she was poking her two index fingers together, head bowed and coloured a bright red, making her just about the most adorable thing in the world.

"W-Watashi w-a-a H-Hyuuga H-Hinata d-desu."

Forget the 'just about', this stuttering china doll-like girl was the cutest thing Kurenai had ever laid eyes on.

And for the first time in her many years of teaching little children, Kurenai felt her maternal instincts kick in.

She swept the young child into a tender hug and cooed softly and reassuringly, "Don't be so nervous Hinata-chan. My name is Yuhi Kurenai and I know we are going to have lots of fun together."

When she looked back at the girl she saw the most beautiful thing she had ever and would ever see.

Little Hinata squeezed her back, a bright smile lighting her face, cheeks still tinged with a touch of pink.

"H-hai, K-kurenai-s-sensei."

Releasing the small child, Kurenai guided her to an empty seat at one of the numerous groups of bunched up desks and quickly supplied her with paper and paint before rushing off to put an end to yet another paint war.

Hinata shyly reached for the purple paint, dipping her fingers in with elegance that only an heiress could possess. She then started making cautious marks onto the previously blank paper, hoping to create something that would impress even her father. Alas, her careful strokes were in vain as a curious rubbing sensation made her jump in her seat and jerk her fingers off the page, resulting in a crude blotch of purple.

She glanced down nervously at her leg and was met with the unbelievable sight of a furry, white puppy rubbing, sniffing and licking her small leg. Suddenly small, but larger than her own, hands scooped up the dog, who whined at being separated from her limb.

"Heh, heh, sorry about that! It looks like Akamaru really likes you!" The hands were connected to a grinning boy with disheveled brown hair and strange red triangles over both cheeks. "My name's Inuzuka Kiba and this is Inuzuka Akamaru!" he said, pointing at each of them in turn. "Who're you?"

Heat rose to Hinata's cheeks. The question had caught her off guard, seeing as she assumed no one would be interested enough in her to want to know who she was. Somehow, she managed to stutter out, "H-Hyuuga H-Hinata d-desu-u."

"Nice to meet ya, Hinata-chan! Wanna come over to my table? This one sucks; the people in this group are boring! There's an empty seat between me and this weird kid Shino." Even as he said this, Kiba was already dragging the confused girl to his desk. He then plopped her into a seat and sat down himself.

Hinata breathed in a bit, trying to figure out what had just happened. She wondered briefly if she should ask Kiba, but dismissed the idea when she saw how focused he was on his own painting. If you could call randomly slapping and pouring paint on to his paper, getting most of it on himself, focused…

Slight movement to her right caught her attention and she turned her head to investigate. There was a pale boy with an overly large coat that hid the lower half of his face and a pair of large black sunglasses on, sitting beside her, silently running his fingers along his 'canvas'. Curiosity overcame her and Hinata leaned over, trying to catch a glimpse of his painting.

She saw a brilliant blue blob, though that hardly seemed like the right word for it as it was actually quite pretty, whatever 'it' was.

"It's a Blue Morpho. They live in forests, usually, but they enjoy coming out to be in the sun."

Hinata pulled back, startled and raised her eyes to view the quiet boy. He continued painting looking as though he hasn't said a word at all. Trying to make up for her rude, prying act, though she honestly meant it, Hinata told him bashfully, "I-It's v-very kawai-ii."

The boy simply nodded. He might have smiled, but you couldn't tell under the large jacket. Unfazed by his lack of reaction, Hinata smiled. She felt very at ease with the boy, since he didn't speak much and he didn't look at her- well she didn't think so, but she couldn't be sure of what was going on behind those sunglasses.

The boy turned to face her, and though Hinata flushed at the attention, it wasn't too bad when she couldn't see his eyes. "Aburame Shino," he introduced himself.

"H-Hyuuga Hinata."

They might have shaken hands, even though his were stained with paint, or something to that effect in order to make their greeting official, but they were interrupted by a large yell.

"OI, SHINO! DON'T BUG HINATA-CHAN! SHE'S MY NEW FRIEND, NOT YOURS!"

Shino slid his sunglasses further up his nose, them having been on the verge of – gasp! – revealing his eyes, miraculously not getting any paint on the smooth, black glass. "I believe that whomever she interacts with is up to Hinata-chan."

The endearment on her name sounded strange out of his mouth, but somewhat pleasant, at least to Hinata.

Her eyes darted worryingly between the two as they continued to argue, bringing up other petty things. Yet somehow, despite the fight going on over her head, Hinata couldn't help but feel a sense of belonging flood over her.

Did anyone catch that 'Bug' thing? That always makes me smile a bit, I can't help but slip in cheesy little jokes :). I am in a good mood today!

Thank you for reading this far and please review!

With lots of good cheer,

Midnight's Violet Haze

HS