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http://www.fanfiction.net/s/6940744/11/As she looked through the plain paper scroll Hyuga Hinata saw a dream and a nightmare approach at the same time. He was coming to her, without any hesitation or confusion. But, as usual, there was nothing her paralyzed mind could figure out to say, and right now she was still a mess from the preliminary bouts that had taken place in the tower in the Forest. Her face was still splotched bruise-green, her nose bandaged to prevent re-injury, and according to her doctor she really shouldn't have been out of bed and in the streets anyway.
He was right there, smiling and waiting for her to put away her pretense of not stalking him. There was no getting around it; she'd have to embarrass herself, be crass and rude, and run away to never be seen again.
Lowering the scroll, she allowed herself to plaster a fake smile on her face, her blushing showing her lack of proper emotional control once again, and began to lie: "Oh, hello Uzumaki-kun. Nice to see you; have to run now, something's in the oven!"
As she turned to go his good arm flashed out and grabbed her shoulder. Father would have probably declared a vendetta, having someone so low on the social totem pole touch the person who was, at least for the moment, still the official heir to the Hyuga Clan leader. For her part, she just wanted to faint, preferably into his arms.
"Bad lie, Hinata-san. Come on over and have something with Tamaki and me. Old man Teuchi can get you some tea, and his daughter made some killer mochi with red bean earlier today. My treat!"
Well, if he was treating, it would almost like being on a date. The other girl, the one he had really brought here, would still be there, and would add weirdness to how she would remember and fantasize about this when she went home later. She was a Hyuga, and actually one of the best users of the Byakugan in the clan, though she could never make herself believe it. And with being a skilled user of the sight that penetrated non-living matter came the inevitable temptations that made the Hyuga a little odd. To a great extent, the extreme formality and disciplined manners the clan cultivated was in order to control themselves while viewing the myriad temptations they lived amongst daily. If Naruto-kun knew what she thought of him, what she had thought about him a thousand times, what she had seen of him, she would just die.
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