Unexpected Outcomes From You To Me

Ch. 1 "Not What I Wanted."

I don't own Naruto, but I wish I did.

Hinata sighed, glad that it was the end of the day.

She had once again gone on a date with one of the suitors and had rejected them afterwards.

This must've been her nineteenth time doing this routine.

Because she was nearing to turn 18 in a few weeks, her father had been determined to get her out of the house on her birthday.

As soon as Hiashi openly announced that Hinata was being given away, a handful of suitors rushed to Konoha and tried to take a shot in claiming the young woman.

Hinata detested it. She felt like being a property being auctioned in front of many men with lustful and hungry eyes, and later then placed into the hands of the winning stranger.

She gave yet another sigh as she trudged her way to the compound. She knew that she had to eventually choose a suitor, but Hinata couldn't see it in her heart to accept any of their offers.

There was only one guy that she was willing to accept.

But he wasn't one of her suitors on the never ending list.

She felt her heart throb as the memories flooded back to her. It's already been two years since she had mustered the courage to utter such words of affection before she charged at the enemy.

And he never confronted her about it since.

Not even once had he tried to make a way to see her.

When the Ninja 11 came together as a group, he would never look her way or even acknowledge that she existed.

She grabbed at her heart wanting to stop the pain welling deep inside.

He has his reasons. She would tell herself. He has the whole world to worry about; he's just too busy to get back to you.

But who was she kidding.

This was practically a slap in the face implying rejection.

She had to face it.

She had to move on.

So why does it fell that she should not give up?

Wasn't that her nindo? Her ninja way to never give up? The same as his?

As much as she wished that were so, she knew that she had no right to hold that nindo. She had no actual guts or a backbone.

Never give up?

Pffft!

What a joke!

More like, 'give up whenever you can!'

She sighed again as she reached her room door. Exhausted and mentally drained, she was so ready to fling the door open, lie down on her bed, let the softness sink in and drift off to sleep.

As she were to curl her fingers on the door handle, paused footsteps caught her attention as they grew louder as it came closer.

She looked up and saw Hanabi, her face grim. She crossed her arms in front of her and glared at the floor. "Father wishes to see you."

Hinata wanted so much to pull her own hair out of frustration.

She said the words slowly, as if it were still a shock for her. "He has come to a decision."

Hinata's breath hitched.

Her words came out strangled. "Wh-what?"

Hanabi walked past her sister. "Hurry, you know very well that father doesn't take kindly at you testing his patience."

Hinata gave a small squeak in protest, but she knew it would not make matters any better. Anything was futile, so she just forced her legs to move on the way to her father's office chamber.

She knocked on the door, opening it when she thought she heard a muffled, "Come in."

"You called for me, father?" Hinata stood by the door, ready to run away when things weren't going her way, but since fate never seemed to be by her side, she was called over to sit just a few feet in front of her father.

"Yes, come, sit."

When she was seated, Hiashi began to speak. "I assume Hanabi already told you, but I have already decided whom you should marry."

Hinata's heart seemed to have dropped to her stomach.

"M-might I ask who it is I am to marry?"

Hiashi frowned slightly. "That is no matter to you. He and I came to a decision that you two would see each other in front of the Hokage the day of your wedding ceremony and your vows exchange. Just as a precaution."

"I see." Hinata lowered her gaze to her legs folded underneath her.

She knew what he meant by that.

It was apparent that this suitor was clever and he outsmarted her. He had observed her and saw that she had been rejecting all of the suitors she had gone on a date with.

"The wedding is in two weeks time, just a day before your birthday. It has been decided this way because the clan planned you to be in the arms of a man on your actual day of birth."

She felt a lump get stuck in her throat, making it difficult to breath.

The future she had been dreaming of since she was younger was now going down the drain.

"Don't disappoint me, Hinata." She heard her father's usual warning.

"Y-yes, father." She managed to choke. Despite the tears forcing their way out. She had to bite down her tongue so that they would not spill in front of her father.

"I apologize for the sudden decision, but I assure you—no—I guarantee you that you'll like this man." Hiashi's tone softened.

"Very well, father." Hinata knew she couldn't hold her tears any longer. "May I please be excused?"

Hiashi merely nodded, turning away, not able to look at his daughter's face any longer.

Hinata stood and calmly, but slowly, walked out the door, a mantra-like phrase ran in her mind.

Why?

She bit her lip when she walked past her bedroom, the desire to lay down and sleep was suddenly gone. She walked out the gated Hyuuga compound, the very opposite thing she had done just minutes earlier.

Why?

She found her vision blurring and felt something warm running down her face. The tears made navigating where she was going difficult.

Why?

She looked up, to check where she was when her feet stopped moving. She was standing in front of the tree that she was placed on when she had fainted after seeing Naruto after the two and a half years he had been gone with Jiraiya.

Why?

She walked over to the tree and sat down, leaning her back to the large trunk of the tree, in the same manner she had been placed those couple of years ago.

Why?

Why what?

What was she expecting to happen?

For Naruto to come rescue her from this predicament?

She gave a harsh laugh.

I rely on him too much.

She leaned her head back, resting it on the trunk and looked at the blue sky that can be seen through the gaps between the leaves of the tree.

I wonder what he's doing.

She closed her eyes.

I wonder what he's going to do about this.

She gave yet another bitter laugh.

Listen to me. What am I thinking? I'm so selfish.

A voice inside of her spoke up. This is the reason why he's not seeing anything from you. You're pathetic. And you call yourself a kunoichi? You don't even deserve that title.

Before the voice could insult her even more, she heard feet shuffling, walking towards where she was.

She readied herself to attack, but kept her eyes closed.

She didn't detect any chakra, so it must've been a civilian.

The footsteps halted for a brief period of time before it headed to where she was.

She heard the clothes ruffling, probably because whoever it was squatting down.

She felt the nudge on her shoulder.

"Hey, Hinata, are you okay?"

That voice.

"You shouldn't fall asleep just anywhere."

She let her eyes open slowly, uncovering the identity of the person in front of her, little by little.

Tan skin.

Fanged teeth covered slightly by a small frown.

Whiskered cheeks.

Fierce azure eyes.

Furrowed eyebrows.

Sun colored locks.

Naruto.

Jes, my famous clichéd ending.

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