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She saw him first. She thought his face was perfect. Booth number seven, accompanied by a blond male and a pink haired girl. He seemed as if being in the presence of who he was with was the most boring thing in the world. She breathed inwardly a little, tied up her indigo hair, and clutched her little notepad and pencil, resisting the urge to just put that face onto the paper, while walking over to the table the boy was at.

"S-so...What will you be h-having today?" She asked them. The dark-haired male observed her from bottom to top, before blinking his onyx orbs and looking back. Her face felt hot and she almost trembled. Her fears were interrupted by her name being called by the blond.

"Hinata is your name, right?" The blonde grinned, which caused her to get flustered even more. "My name is Naruto! And I want ra-"

Naruto was cut off by a punch from the pinkette. "Naruto! I told you drinks only!" Naruto rubbed the bump on his head. The dark-haired boy ignored both of them, finding the table to be more interesting than the world.

"Ow! Sakura... I'll have a mocha then..." Hinata almost laughed and wrote the order down. The girl, Sakura, changed her attitude quickly and smiled up at Hinata.

"I'll have sweetened green tea soda, please!" Hinata nodded and wrote her order down. She looked at Sakura. She has a thin body, bubblegum pink hair, and kiwi colored eyes. Hinata looks down. I'll never look as beautiful as her. Hinata hesitantly looked over to the indifferent person. Sakura noticed this, and nudged him a bit. He looked up from the table, annoyed.

"Sasuke... You want anything?" Sakura blushed a little at the indifferent male. Sasuke sighed and his onyx eyes lifted to meet Hinata's pale orbs. She felt uncomfortable under his gaze. She clutched her notepad and took a soft breath, unnoticed by the other teenagers at the table.

"Black coffee. No sugar, no cream." Sasuke tore his eyes away from hers. Hinata stood for a moment and received strange looks from the pinkette. Hinata wrote down his order and quickly escaped the scene to stick the order to the stand near the kitchen. She assisted her other tables, uneasy, as she could feel his eyes on her form. A bell rang and a voice called from the back.

"Seven!"

Hinata rushed over to pick up the metal tray with the drinks, and carried it over to table seven.

"F-first..." Hinata clutched the mug of mocha with whipped cream on top, and placed it in front of Naruto. "M-Mocha.." Naruto grins at her.

"Sweetened green tea soda." Sakura smiled, "Thank you!" Hinata set it down in front of her. She then hesitantly picked up the black coffee, and set it in front of Sasuke, who glared at her as she set it down. "B-b-black...c-coffee.." Sasuke looked at his coffee, seeing that it was exactly how he wanted it. He nodded. Hinata nodded at the group, and she walked away.

-c-

Hinata looked at the clock on her phone. One thirty-six pm. Soon her shift would be over, at two pm. She sighed and put her phone away. Hinata tended to her other tables, and brought the check to table seven, swiftly, as she did not want to be in his presence for long. She still felt his eyes on her. Naruto, Sakura, and Sasuke left after Sakura payed the bill, at one fifty-nine. Hinata thought that maybe they stayed that long on purpose. Hinata picked up the money and stared at it, then walked to the cash register, putting the money in. She shivered, the 'watched' feeling returning. She looked around fully expecting him, Sasuke, to be there glaring at her, but there was no one. She turned to go to the back and get into her normal clothes, as it was now two pm.

-c-

Hinata sat on her bed in the apartment she shared with her older cousin. Hinata lived far away from her school, which was a private school, for a few reasons, which she didn't like to think about. She would rather go to the school nearest to where she lives now, instead of what her father chose. She had just finished her homework, and stared blankly at the empty page of her notebook. She lifted her mechanical pencil and touched it to the page. Hinata began to sketch a human-like face. After about an hour, she set her pencil down and flushed at what she had drawn. It was Sasuke's face. Oh no, what have I done? She silently pinched herself, and her eyes began to water. She felt as if Sasuke was a figure from a beautiful nightmare, and that he might sue her for drawing him, terribly no less. (Which the drawing was exactly the opposite of terrible.) Even after I told myself I would separate...this...and homework. I'm so terrible... I've failed again...

Hinata was shaken from her thoughts by the sound of the front door closing. Neji was home, and she could hear him walking down the hallway, towards her door. Her eyes widened and she quickly rushed to close her notebook, and stuffed it in her school bag along with the few other books on her bed. Hinata took out her favorite book, Anthem, and opened it, just as Neji opened her door and peered in.

"I'm home, Hinata. Did you do your homework?" Neji asked, his pale eyes on her form. He could see that she was shaking a little bit, and that she was attempting to hold the trembles back. Hinata's heart was racing and she looked up to her beloved cousin and smiled sheepishly.

"Y-Yes, Neji-nii...Welcome h-home." She nodded, trying to calm herself down. Neji stares a bit at Hinata, wondering if he hurt her somehow. His thoughts flashed back to when he was younger, and he would terrorize her for being weak and crying all of the time. His pale eyes hardened. His memories started to drift forward to the incident of a few years ago, which set them free, but at a terrible price. He knew Hinata didn't remember. Her father made sure of that. Neji snapped out of it when he looked up to see Hinata's confused gaze. "Are you okay, Hinata?" Hinata averted her eyes at Neji's question, which he noticed, then she smiled and nodded. Neji sighed, remembering why he came to her room in the first place. He walked to her bed and sat next to Hinata, and turned to her.

"I have something important to tell you," Neji started, and looked at Hinata to make sure she was listening, which she was, by the way her eyes were on him. "It's about your...father." Hinata flinched. Hinata was terrified of her father, Hiashi Hyuuga. He alwaysput her down when she tried to make him proud. "He has decided that you will go to the school here, Konoha Public High School, with...This message..." She was given an envelope with the Hyuuga symbol in the corner, and she glanced up at Neji, who turned his head. She opened the letter.

Hinata Hyuga,

I have decided to stop allowing you to waste my time and money. You will be transferring from your current school, which is obviously too much for you to handle, to the disgusting public school within the area in which you live. The school is low enough so that maybe even you might pass, despite your failure to keep up with my standards at a school I payed tuition for. You will not be permitted to visit the estate any longer, I do not wish to see you. I am surprised that your cousin can stand to be with you. Also, I have decided without much thought that you will no longer be the heiress to the Hyuga Company. You are not worthy and never were. Your birth has brought nothing but calamity to my life.

Hiashi Hyuga

Hinata blinked back tears. She knew her father hated her, and he would always tell her she was. Neji felt as pained as she did, and took the letter from her. He pulled her into his embrace, and felt how tense she was.

"I-I'm...S-sorry..." Hinata relaxed a bit after she felt his hand on her back, patting gently, and she pulled away, rubbing her eyes before any liquid could fall. Neji sighed, pulling out a uniform, and gave it to her. He stood up as Hinata ran her eyes over the uniform. It was a plain white collared short-sleeved shirt, a black tie, and a black pleated skirt. To the side was a grey sweater vest, a white collared long-sleeved shirt, and a full sweater with a v-neck. Hinata believed the uniforms were the reflection of how she would feel in the school tomorrow. She released a breath that she didn't know she had been holding.

"I'm sorry Hinata." Neji gave her one last look, and left the room. Hinata stared blankly at the door for a long time, then pulled her backpack to herself, pulling out the homework she just finished. She deposited the papers into the wastebasket in the corner of her room. A waste... Everything...

-c-

Hinata brushes her wet hair and puts it in a bun. Her hair got her pajama top wet, and her pillow, when she fell back against her bed. She turned off the lamp at her bed side, leaving her in the dark. She pulled her comforter up to her chin and stared at the ceiling. There were plastic glow-in-the-dark stars plastered to the ceiling. Hinata smiled. She loved the stars. They would always shine bright, without judging her. She remembered putting those up there, thinking it was quite silly in the beginning. Later on, she appreciated the comfort they gave her at night, when she felt most vulnerable. Hinata's thoughts drifted to earlier that day, at work. That boy, Sasuke. He obviously lived near here, so it was inevitable that he would be at school with her. She sighed, and her eyes began to lower. She began comparing him to the darkness surrounding the stars at night, and she fell asleep.

-c-

Sasuke leans against the balcony of his apartment a few blocks away. He stares at the stars littering the night sky. He hated stars. Stars shined bright, something he could never be. His thoughts went back to the waitress at the cafe. Her hair resembled the velvet of the night sky, and her pale eyes shone, barely. As he watched her, he came to the conclusion that he hated her. She was the night sky, and her eyes were dying stars, flickering out. He never thought much of girls, or people in general. There were a few exceptions, obviously. Sasuke decided, that if he ever saw the girl again, he would make sure those stars would die. His world was one of darkness.

Michi here! I'm so sorry about my other fanfiction. I will rewrite it at some point in my life. My mom takes the computer to the pawn shop and it stays there for months at a time, but I will update this fanfiction all of the time, if it is liked. I just couldn't resist writing a SasuHina fanfic. This is my OTP. I feel as if this will be good, but only if you guys give me the motivation and/or encouragement to continue this story. What happens to this story depends entirely on your decision: Will you review?

Naruto belongs to Masashi Kishimoto

Anthem belongs to Ayn Rand