Her fingers nervously tugged at the tie that hung loosely from her neck, adjusting it for the twelfth time that morning. Today would be the start of her second term of high school and the jitters were already beginning to eat her insides. Taking one last glance in the mirror she tried in vain to fix her dishevel bangs, her slender fingers combing through her dark man in a haste.

"Hinata you're going to miss the first train!"

Said girl jumped from the sudden outburst, rushing to grab her messenger bag as she quickly descended the stairs. She smoothed the wrinkles out of her pleated skirt with one hand as she leant forward to slip her loafers on with the other hand. At the sound of heavy footfalls, she snapped to attention.

"A-ah, Neji-san," Her hand poised on the door handle.

"Ne?" Neji glanced up from adjusting his tie and blazer, his pearl eyes gazing down to hers curiously.

"Y-you didn't take the early train?"

"No, your father wanted me to see you off every day now."

Her cheeks flushed at his reply, turning sharply on her heels as she yanked the front door open. It was a little shocking to be living in the same house as Neji due to his family turmoil but now he was seeing her off to school. Her head hung as she lagged behind him, both hands behind her back grasping her messenger bag tightly.

Wasn't he embarrassed to be burdened with her like this?

A small sigh escaped her full lips, peering up to watch his retreating form. Neji would have to go out of his way just to see her off to school being that they attended different high schools. He attended the most prestige private school in their town and had the top score for the entrance exam. Hinata, on the other hand, hadn't passed the entrance exam to attend the same private school as Neji but instead entered an average high school, her score ranking in the top ten.

Her and Neji had been childhood friends and vowed to each other at a young age to attend the same school no matter the obstacle, but as time passed they grew further and further apart and his studies began to exceed hers. She was probably an embarrassment to him now.

Hinata shook her head, glancing up as they trekked closer to the entrance of the station. Neji paused, his body slightly facing her as he gazed onward to the bustling station.

"This is as far as I'll go, I have early morning club activities. I'm sure you'll be fine on your own." His tone was stiff, his cold gaze finally connecting with her confused face.

"But—"

"You're not a baby anymore Hinata," He crouched to be eye level with her. "You can sense when you're in danger. You don't need me to escort you all the way to school."

His index finger poked her forehead, the smile cold on his pale lips.

That smile never really did meet his eyes.

Hinata nodded profusely, bowing slightly before sprinting in the direction of the train. She weaseled through other students waiting for the train, desperately trying to get out of Neji Hyuga's peripheral vision.

He was no longer that sweet five year old boy that promised to always look after her.

She didn't know this Neji.

Leaning with her hands grasping her knees, she tried to catch her breath. Her shoulder length dark tresses sheathed her face, her mind still clouded with thoughts of Neji. As she began to straighten up, something nudged her shoulder harshly, making her fall face first onto the pavement. Her pleated skirt had risen, exposing her striped panties to anyone willing to look. Pails of feminine laughter burned her reddened ears as she tried to adjust her clothing, further embarrassing herself.

"Hyuga-chan is so un cute."

"It's too easy to toy with her."

"You can do anything to her, she won't even retaliate." Their cackling voices deepening the blush that colored her face, her lips curling as she slowly rose, her eyes not daring to meet those of her tormentors.

Sakura Haruno and Ino Yamanaka.

Tears burned the corners of her eyes as she reached for her opened messenger bag; Sakura reached for a discarded book that fell from Hinata's bag, nudging Ino as they both stifled giggles. Tears prickled Ino's cerulean eyes, pointing in Hinata's leant position.

"Her skirt's tucked in her underwear, how un cute." Sakura crouched, the book poised above Hinata's head.

"A-ah, Hi-na—ta-chan is fun to tease, no?" The book slipped from her nimble fingers, crashing onto Hinata's head with a loud thud. "Stay out of our way this year." With that said, Sakura and Ino pranced off in the direction of other females. Hinata's fingers trembled, tears feely flowing from her blood shot eyes as she hastily gathered her belongings. She had been constantly teased by those two all of her first year and she prayed this year would have been different.

Not likely.

"Such a sad expression."

Her head snapped up, her eyes coming in direct contact with deep brown slit eyes. Her shoulders hunched in alert, her face reddening. Her mouth parted slightly, drinking in the sight of the male crouched before her. He was stooped on the balls of his toes, a small smile breaking those full lips apart, tiny fangs jutting over his lower lips as he held a book out to her.

"Oi cheer up, it's only a couple damaged books." Her eyes took in his hassled brown mane that spilt over his concerned eyes.

He had the same uniform as her.

"A-ah," She snatched the book from his hand. "T-thank you." She rose, her face a rose color as her eyes followed his fluid movement.

"You must really take your studies seriously, never seen anyone cry over a couple of damaged books before." He stifled a laugh as her face flushed, jerking her head downward in embarrassment.

"T-these books…yes I take my studies very seriously." She tried to sound sure of herself, glancing up to catch the laughter in his eyes.

He was making fun of her to make her feel at ease.

Who was he?

"Don't overexert yourself over small things," His large hand rested over the top of her head as he ruffled her hair. "Such a cute girl shouldn't have that kind of expression, smile."

Before she could react to his words or touch he was gone, her eyes longingly following him onto the train. Her hand hesitantly reached up to pat the spot his hand had been not long ago, a tiny smile tickling her lips before sprinting to catch the train. Whoever he was, he was like an angel that God had sent to her.

Hopefully she would see him again.

"Kiba you could've missed the train again, lollygagging."

His fingers raked through his unruly brown hair, chuckling as his friend scolded him.

"Shino, must you scold me every morning. I have a good reason for being late this morning."

"En," Shino glanced over to his childhood friend, a single finger pushing the middle of his dark shades over his eyes. Kiba avoided his gaze, is hand cupped over his mouth as his tanned skin flushed in embarrassment. Shino knew all too well those actions, a curt smile tainting his mouth.

The train began jutting as they came closer to their destination, crowds littering the train bunching up closely to the door. Kiba glanced up from where he was seated, something catching his attention. She was mushed tightly against the train's door and an elderly man. Her grasp on her messenger bag tight as her eyes shut. His bored gaze took in her flushed face and trembling lips as she tried to press her front further into the train's door.

It was the same girl from earlier.

From the deep blush settling over her cheeks he could see she was uncomfortable. His gaze shifted downward, his eyes catching the swift movement of the elderly man lifting her skirt. He shook his head, snorting as he reached for the pole before him to help him to his feet.

"Oi old man, what do you think you're doing?"

The elderly man's back stiffened, his head swiveling in Kiba's direction as he mumbled incoherently as he snatch his wandering hand from Hinata's backside. The train's doors burst open, people hastily making an exit as others tried to get on. Hinata stood still, her grasp on her bag never loosening as she got nudged and shoved by the oncoming traffic of people. Her eyes opened slowly as she felt a hand mussing her bangs softly. A dark red hue tinted her cheeks as her gaze met up with those piercing slit eyes once more.

Her heart fluttered.

Had he saved her?

"You're so troublesome." A chesire grin broke over his face, his eyes crinkling as he leant down to eye level with her.

"Eh?" She blinked in shock, watching as he sidestepped her and exited the train with two other boys in tow. Her entire face flushed as she watched his retreating form, his laughter tickling her ears. She rushed off the train, a smile smearing her mouth.

He had saved her twice in one morning.

The top of her head still felt warm from his touch, her fingers raking through her hassled hair as she trekked pass the entrance gates. Students loitered the front lawn, others piled up at the bulletin board trying to see what classes they got in. Her mauve eyes daintily swept over the campus, heat prickling the back of her neck as she saw him.

Why hadn't she asked for his name at least?

Girls flocked his presence, shoving bentos and other gifts in his direction. Her eyes watched intently as he accepted the gifts halfheartedly, that cheeky grin marring his mouth as he tried to escape the multiplying women.

"En." A saddened sigh slipped through her rosy lips.

Of course he would be popular with the female students; a gorgeous person like him couldn't go unnoticed. Misery swept across her face briefly before she plastered a fake smile, making her way over to the bulletin board.

"Hinata-chan!"

"Hinata-chii!" Her ears perked up, a genuine smile gracing her lips as her two best friends, Tenten and Naruto Uzumaki, made room for her to squeeze next to them. Naruto hastily wrapped his arms around her middle, enveloping her in a tight bear hug.

"N-Naruto-kun," Her cheeks flushed. "Put me down. People will get the wrong impression of us."

"You worry too much about others Hinata." He released her, chuckling whole heartedly as his fingers clasped the ends of her dark tresses. She ducked from the large tanned hand approaching the crown of her head, nudging him playfully in the abdomen. They had been good friends since junior high. She had professed her undying love for him back then, mustering all her courage not to run away from him. He in turn had rejected her, saying he had a long lived unrequited love for Sakura Haruno.

Her feelings had been hurt but time proven that they were better off as friends; he was that extra shoulder to lean on when things just weren't quite right. They had been inseparable since then.

"Aah Hinata-chan you're in the same class as Naruto."

"W-what about you Tenten-chan?" Tenten's saddened brown eyes fixated on Hinata, her index finger still poised on the class roster.

"1-B, the class down the hall."

"Eh it can't be helped, Tenten is smart." Naruto piped in, his large hand reaching over Hinata to pat Tenten's slumped shoulder in a comforting manner. Hinata glanced back to the roster, confusion in the depths of her gaze.

"Inuzuka Ki—ba, Naruto-kun….who is that?"

Both pairs of eyes snapped in the young Hyuga's direction, Naruto's tanned hand leaving Tenten's shoulder to grasp Hinata's as he turned her to face him.

"Hinata you have no idea who that baka is?"

"He's only the most sought after playboy besides Sasuke-kun and Gaara-san," Tenten paused, giggling at Naruto's annoyed expression. "And Naruto. He had the second highest score on the entrance exam." She led them in the direction of the school, both Naruto and Hinata leisurely lagging behind. They squeezed through the many different cliques that gathered around the entrance of each classroom.

"Kiba transferred this year from some private school two towns away. Him and Naruto was childhood friends in his old hometown, right?"

Tenten's quizzical gaze pointed to the blonde, his attention drawn elsewhere. Hinata's eyes followed his, her pearl eyes taking in the sight of Sakura talking animatedly with a group of other females, her strawberry curls bouncing in tune to her sickening laughter. His cobalt eyes watched her longingly, his lips twisting in a scowl as he shoved his hands deep within his pockets.

"Yeah, me and Kiba are childhood friends. I haven't seen him since middle school though, the bastard is still the same," His head swiveled in Hinata's direction. "Why the sudden interest in him? You're over me already?" His lips formed a cute pout, his blue eyes twinkling playfully as he watched her entire face flush. Hinata jerked her head down as her hair shielded her face from view, beginning to twiddle both her index fingers together.

It was too easy to tease her.

"Aah, baka," She muttered, tucking some hair behind her ear. "I-I'm just curious of who all will be in our class."

She put on a brave face, her eyes meeting his as he shrugged in reply. He took pride in teasing her just to see that cute flush spread over her pale cheeks. He peered over to her out the corner of his eyes, taking in her still flustered expression and smiled triumphantly.

He still could charm her.

They paused briefly to see Tenten off before approaching their class. They broke apart upon entering the class, each going to find their seats. Hinata sighed lowly as she settled in her seat, glancing to the other side of the room to see Naruto already engrossed in a conversation with a group of male and females. The corners of her mouth tugged downward.

Of course Naruto already had friends.

He's an outspoken, friendly person; it wasn't hard for him to make friends unlike her. She had always been shy by nature. Closing her eyes, Hinata rested her chin against her cupped palm as she waited for class to start. Her mind began to back track to the boy who had rescued her twice that morning, his cheeky grin burning behind her tightly closed lids. She was oblivious to the sudden racket of the classroom, her cheeks burning as she remembered the way he had openly stared intently at her.

"Kiba you bastard watch where you throw your things!"

Hinata's eyes snapped open at the sound of Naruto's boisterous voice, her gaze on the tall boy that had Naruto hemmed up by his collar. His mussed brown locks caught her attention….he looked oddly familiar from behind.

"Keh, baka you always complain about petty things," He released Naruto. "It's not like you don't appreciate the things I leave you. It aint like your groupies leave you anything besides stupid love letters."

Upon hearing that, Hinata's eyes downcast to Naruto's desk, bentos, gifts, letters and other knickknacks littering the once clear surface. Naruto rose from his slumped position, pushing everything off his desk before settling down, propping his feet onto the desks surface.

"Ne, aint satisfied with your legion of fans Ki—ba-kun?" Naruto said in a sickeningly sweet manner, a stupid grin etching his mouth. Said boy grunted in reply, suddenly turning on his heels so Hinata could get a better look at his face.

She could feel her entire face flushing.

It was her savior from earlier this morning.

She could see recognition in those slit eyes of his, his lean frame exuding boredom as that same cheeky grin that's been burning a hole in her mind marred her mouth. Tiny fangs jutting from the corner of his lips as he slowly approached her desk, her body frozen in place as her eyes followed his slow stride.

"You're the girl from this morning," His hand mussed her dark locks in a careless manner, hunching to be at eye level with her as that cute cheeky grin settled over his full lips again. "Please take care of me."

This is just the first chapter, I know I've been away for a while but I had to take a hiatus from writing for a while but now I'm back. I hope you enjoyed.