A/N: It is July of 2015 and my last update was on May of 2008. It has been a while, guys. Is there anyone out there that is still holding out for an update? I kinda gave up on Naruto after what happen in the manga but I just discovered a page of this chapter writing in a notebook from 2009. There are notes in there to write up to chapter 6 as a goal for that year. Obviously, a fail. Watching Naruto SD got me back into the fandom (but I am so behind.) Sorry for not replying to some reviews, I didn't want to give out false hope of an update. I seriously planned on updating though! Just forgot about it and school got in the way back then.

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The day passed by quicker than Hinata anticipated. Too quick. Before long, it was already lunchtime. Students are free to do whatever during this hour-long break as long as they return in time for their classes.

Konoha Academy is a very selective school. It values the attendance of each student. Not only is attendance important though, one must maintain an average of 3.0 GPA from academic and athletic courses combine. Hinata just started school here but she is already struggling.

Sports play a big part of the academy but that is not the only thing that this school is about. There are a bunch of preliminary courses one must take along with retaining an internship in the field they want to be a part of after graduation. Not everyone here wants to join a national football team or go to the Olympics. Konoha Academy is more than just an athletic school. Its motto is that "a strong body leads to a strong mind." If one knows how to network, Konoha is the stepping stone to a lifetime of greatness and success. (A/N 1)

Hinata absentmindedly strolled down the grand hallway towards her locker while other students hurried pass her, making the most of this hiatus between classes. The run-in with Neji this morning was still fresh in her mind. She had an uneasy feeling building in the pit of her stomach. Who knows what Neji has in store for her short, pitiful existence? The world is playing such a cruel joke on her.

She banged her head against her metal locker, wishing for once that school will never end. Maybe if she hit her head hard enough, she'll get a concussion and the nurse will send her home.

Scenes from a particular ruthless game of dodgeball with her brute of a cousin entered her mind. An ambulance rushed her to the emergency room. Who gets a concussion from a simple game of dodgeball? That isn't supposed to happen in a game between little middle school children. Hinata shuddered from the memory. She didn't know what she did to incite his wrath. She will never forget the look of hatred in his eyes. At the time, she was only twelve and Neji was thirteen. He had already tried to kill her when they were barely teens, imagine what seven years of bottled up aggression can do.

Twitch, twitch.

Suddenly she felt a really strange energy near her presences, drawing her out of her daydream. The Hyuuga heiress shrieked when she felt a light tap on her shoulder. She nearly leaped out of her own skin like an easily surprised cat sneaking licks from its owner unguarded ramen only to be discover by said owner, who has a pepper shaker in one hand and a jar of pickles in the other. To her relief, it was not the Hyuuga genius but a boy in a green spandex onesie.

He greeted her with a blinding smile and an unsettlingly cheerful tone. "Yosh!" he spoke, "You must be Hinata."

Hinata gave the stranger a small nod, unsure of what to expect from him. The person in front of her wielded a very symmetrical bowl-cut. He also has really thick eyebrows that come with their own sound effects and some interesting eyes, like that of a bullseye or a fish. He looked familiar but she couldn't recall where she had seen him before. With such a distinct look, it's amazing that she would forget.

"I recognized you because you look like your cousin but you have my stylish hair style." He was referring to her bangs but she wasn't sure what to make of his comment.

The boy reached into his pocket and pulled out a neatly folded piece of paper. He handed it to Hinata; his round, unblinking fish-eyes never left her face.

"My eternal rival instructed me to give you this. You must read it." And with that he left… by speed-walking backwards, still staring at her with those uncanny eyes.

The raven hair girl released a sigh as soon as the guy was out of sight. He seems nice, albeit odd and creepy from the way he dressed to the way he spoke. Hinata mentally scold herself. She shouldn't judge someone just by appearances alone. Still, something about him feels a little bit suffocating.

Hinata brought her attention back to the note in her hand. She wonders who that person's "eternal rival" is and why he or she didn't give her the note themselves. With much curiosity, she unfolded it. It couldn't possibly be a love letter, could it? Her face heated thinking about Naruto being fuzzy eyebrow's rival.

Hinata gagged when she read the slip of paper.

Slave,

Go fetch lunch. I want herring soba, chicken katsu curry, gyoza, shumai, origiri, 2 apples, 1 banana, and condoms. I made things easy for your simple mind. You can get all of these from "Gakkarisuruna" and the 7-Eleven located next to the campus. You have 30 minutes. I will be waiting on the bleachers of the men's gym. Don't try to object. I still have your letter.

-Neji

Whyyyy? It is too soon to deal with the devil. What ever happened to meeting him afterschool? Her stomach emitted a low growl. And what is she going to do about her lunch? No time for ruminations now. Hinata glanced at the clock on the wall and noticed that she doesn't have much time. She crushed the note in her hand before scurrying off to run Neji's errands.

Hinata ran into the 7-Eleven as soon as she placed her order at Gakkarisuruna, a small Japanese restaurant that mostly thrives off business from Konoha students. She wiped a small sweat from her brows. How does Neji expect any normal person to do all this in a half hour?

Wasting no time, she grabbed the apples and banana from a basket by the open fridge. She took another look at the list again and noticed another item on there that she had neglected.

"C-c-condoms!?" Her eyes widen in horror.

It must be a mistake. What would Neji want with those things? He can't eat them for lunch. She blushed at the thought of the kind of extracurricular activities he be might participating. Could he be doing stuff like that at school? There are so many willing girls out there it is no surprise, but Neji seems cold and uninterested in interactions most of the time. There is so much about him that she doesn't know. Could the so-called genius be hiding illicit affairs behind school grounds? Scandalous! Such an enigma, that Neji is.

But the question begs to ask: Would a genius really expect her, a sheltered, introverted girl with confidence issues, to go and buy something like that? How evil of him! So Hinata weighed her options:

Option A: Forgoing that request and pretending to overlooked that item.

Neji probably doesn't need it right away. The challenge is that her acting skills are subpar and she couldn't tell a convincing lie to save her life. Plus, the consequences could be devastating. She felt sorry for any girl that gets knocked-up by her cousin. Neji will train his child to be mean to her. And since he is such a totalitarian, that child will never know what candy taste like. Poor kid. Hinata must prevent that event from happening.

Option B: Asking a friend.

No.

Option C: Paying the homeless person lingering around the store to retrieve her errand.

The problem is that she is not sure if she could trust a stranger. What if he takes her money but doesn't buy the right thing. And this guy could be a creeper. She doesn't need another person blackmailing her. And worse, he will be judging her. Her chastity is at stake. Also that hobo just walked into the Starpub with a bottle of PBR. Must've just been a hipster. (A/N 2)

Option D: Ebay.

Not enough time. She also doesn't want to leave any record of this transaction. Although… this gave her another idea; she could look up a DIY on making condoms. It shouldn't be too hard, right? Some sandwich bags and rubber bands is all it takes. That's what she heard some of the other girls say. They could also be joking. She didn't want to do anything that might trigger a violent reaction from Neji. She must do some research. Pulling out her phone, she noticed that she doesn't have any signal in the store. Drat.

Option E: Shoplifting.

Stealing is wrong but this is a dire situation. Technically, the heiress wouldn't actually be stealing. She plans to leave the money on the counter while the clerk is distracted and then run off with the item safely tucked in her pocket without having anyone know. That would minimize the awkwardness. She just has to be quick about it. This sounds like the best option.

Tiptoeing around, she quickly surveyed the store. It seems to be empty save for the bored clerk up at the front. She really lucked out because this place is usually packed with students during lunch. Trying not to look too obvious, she peeked over to the counter where contraceptive items are placed, usually next to chewing gum. To her chagrin, they are nowhere to be found.

Frantic, Hinata walked through the store searching for condoms. After walking around the store ten times, she happily resigned. Someone up there is watching out for her after all. No one can blame her if the said items are out of stock. Marching back to the front to pay for the fruits, she gasped. There, dangling high next to cartons of cigarettes behind the clerk, are the dreadful spoils to her scavenger hunt.

The manager was sick of dealing with kids stealing condoms from his store so he placed them somewhere unattainable without supervision. Looks like Hinata is down to her only option: buying the cursed things.

It wouldn't have been so troubling if there weren't so many implications involved for someone like her to get something like that. At this moment she doesn't know which is worse, having her love letter to Naruto spread throughout the school or tarnishing her clean image in front of this stranger.

Placing the apples and banana at the counter, the heiress swallowed, "A-ano…"

"Will this be all?" the clerk asked, not really paying attention.

She pointed, "Ano… C-can I get…"

"Speak up. I can't hear you," he drawled, completely uninterested.

"I-I w-want that—"

"Hey Hinata!" Someone called out next to her.

Hinata yelped so loud it woke the store clerk from his stupor. Her mouth is stuck in an "O" formation. Bad luck follows her everywhere. Of all the people she can run into while doing this, it had to be her blue-eyed prince.

"N-n-naruto! W-what are you d-doing here?" Kami, she couldn't even look him. He is just so awesome and full of light. One look at him could render her blind. She wouldn't mind being blind though if it meant that she can be around this handsome fox.

"Oh, I was just looking for people around campus to hang out with. The mall is having a big sale so Sakura and Ino went shopping," he said with distaste before eyeing her again, "What are you up to, Hinata?"

He smiled directly at her. He was so close and smelled like fresh cinnamon rolls. A big blush crept on her face. She felt like she's melting into a puddle of goo. Maybe this is a sign. If she toughen up and confess to Naruto, she can cut this torment short. Being brave is easier said than done though.

Taking a deep breath, she steadied herself against the counter. "N-naruto-kun…"

"Yes, Hinata?" The blond secretly wondered how long this conversation will take. Hinata seemed to stutter a lot and only like to talk about mundane things, like the weather. She is really nice though and she smells good but compared to Sakura, she can be a bit boring.

Suddenly…

"This is what you want, right?" The store clerk tossed a package in front of the two teens. "I need to see some I.D.s please."

Hinata screeched out in pure horror. She screamed so much today, her vocal cords wanted to bitch-slap her for all the strain she is putting them through.

Naruto glanced over at the counter. "Woah! I didn't know you smoke, Hinata." Maybe the heiress is wilder than he had originally presumed. After all, there is a saying 'beware of the quiet ones.'

"Wait! N-no. No. I don't… This isn't… It's not for me… I mean. No… this… wrong. NO! not… b-but… but… How could you…? W-why…?"

Hinata is lost for words. Her brain is rapid firing random things at her to try and get her away from the situation. 'Why me?' If she was younger, she would have done one of her fainting spells but she had long out grown that. Plus, it wouldn't help with this situation. Though, it is pretty tempting as her eyes began to roll to the back of her head. 'Please, kami, save me from this situation.' She prayed for this to end.

As if on cue, Naruto looked over through the glass doors and something caught his eyes. "Oh! There's Kiba! See you later, Hinata!" Immediately, he dashed out the door.

'Thank kami,' she thought as she watched Naruto run off. He must think she's an awful person. And to think, she almost got a chance to hang out with him. Neji ruins everything for her.

"Yo. Do you still want these cigarettes?" The store clerk reminded her of her current predicament.

The once timid girl slammed her hand on the counter (it hurts), "Not this…" she inhaled, grinding her teeth. This had stalled long enough. Closing her eyes, she pointed at the condoms next to his head. "I. Want. THAT! …p-please."

The clerk looked over with his beady eyes. "Condoms? Why didn't you say so?" He wiggled his eyebrows and a lewd grin appeared on his face.

"T-they're not for me."

The clerk rolled his eyes. Where has he heard that one before?

Little did the heiress know, there's a basket of condoms free for the taking in front of the nurse's office to promote safe sex amongst the student body. Anyone can go there and pick up one anonymously, courtesy of the headmistress.

Juggling the takeout and fruits, Hinata staggered into enemy territory. Breathless and disheveled, she dropped the food offerings in front of her jailer. He sat there, all high and mighty on his throne of wooden bleachers, unimpressed with the display before him.

"You're late."

She frowned. No one can meet his standards.

The nitpicky demon leaped down from his seat to inspect the food. Sauce spilled all over the bag. None of the boxes stood upright. The fruits were all bruised.

He narrowed his eyes at his idiot cousin. "Unacceptable." She can't be trusted to do anything right, not even a simple errand run. And Hiashi wants this dunce to take over his company? Good luck, he'll need it.

Hinata watched as Neji's sour expression worsen as he dug further into his order. Sure, she might have dropped the bags once or twice while transporting them but he acted like he is sifting through poison or something. The bags were heavy and one of the straps snapped while she was carrying them. There was no time to go back. It's not like the food became less edible.

He dropped the bag back down and turned to her again. "Did you forget something?"

The raven hair girl swallowed. The time has come for her to deliver the goods. After her treacherous journey to the west of campus, she brought to her master a package of Nirvana (the sacrilegiously named contraceptive brand). She should be prepared for this; however, her palms grew sweaty and she felt locked in place, unable to move. She closed her eyes and slowly reached into her pocket.

The Hyuuga prodigy watched as Hinata held out a package of condoms in front of him with her shaky hands. He was referring to chopsticks but he had to hand it to her, Neji did not expect the timid girl to actually get it. He only listed it as a joke to get her flustered.

"Bold display of YOUTH, Hinata!" a familiar voice echoed through the gym.

"Eeeeeeeeeeep!"

That boy in the green jumpsuit had return, smiling at her and giving her a thumbs-up. Did he just walked in or was he here this whole time? Green is a really good color for camouflage.

Her cousin ignored his interjection. Instead, he passed him one of the bags, "Give this to Tenten and get me some chopsticks."

"Yosh!" he saluted and stormed off, not giving Hinata any time to explain herself. 'He's very fast.'

"I can't believe you actually got that," Neji chuckled. "You know, you can get those for free at the nurse's, right? And you used your credit card to pay for them?"

Hinata was both shocked and distraught. "H-how did you—" Neji waved a wet 7-eleven receipt to her face. Her name and the last four digits of her card were printed clearly on it.

She made a grab for it but it was removed from her reach. He glared menacingly at her, gloating, "Such manners. What do you say when you want something badly, slave?"

So evil!

Hinata gulped, "P-please, c-can I h-have it?" She pleaded but he was unrelenting.

"P-p-please, give it to me… Neji-sama," she moaned. Satisfied, he happily granted her request by lowering his arms slightly.

Immediately, she snatched it and ripped it into a million pieces. The devil was giving her a break and not fighting with her this time, even though she still had to beg. It would've been easy blackmail material, way better than any love letter.

Realizing that she still had the package in her hand, she thrusted it at Neji's chest and ran off.

"Wait." Hinata turned around just in time to catch the box of origiri.

"I don't want you to go whining to your father that I was keeping you from eating lunch." But he knew she wouldn't though.

The heiress lowered her head, "Thank you, nii-san."

She left before she can overthink his gesture.

Meanwhile, in an alternate timeline…

Hinata hands Neji a box of sandwich bags.

"…"

A/N: I don't know if Nirvana is a name of an actual brand but I feel like it can easily be exploited.

(1) I'm just b-sing about the school now. It has been too long since I first wrote it. Can't remember why I made this a school/business theme fic. I think I was being indecisive with this.

(2) I kidded! XD

I found my 3 pages of outline (typed with a bunch of handwritten notes) for this. I will try my best not to take 7 years to update next chapter. P.S. I don't hate Rock Lee but I was slightly influenced by his spin-off persona.