As war divides us :kakahina:For days she had been staring out of the window, the soft breeze caressed her face, but she did not seem to register most of that. On the other side of the room, the tv was on, but no one was paying attention. People mostly just stared at their blank papers, or were socializing at their desks.They had been sitting in this dimly lit, small room for almost a month, occasionally people would bring them food or other neccisities. But overall, it was just them looking after themselves. Their task? Today it involved just writing letters to the people that have lost someone in the battle. The moment the war started, Hinata knew that Kakashi would
Trouble. Maker. :KakaHina:Trouble. Maker. :KakaHina:Dedicated to~SixShotCowboy & ~HatakeHinataHinata put on her apron, as she did every morning, just before dawn. Her long black hair was separated into two braids that fell behind her back. She had been stressing this morning, ever since her cat, Sitka had been napping on her hair. The Russian Blue was now staring at her, while he was sitting down on her bed. 'I know it's early,' she sighed. 'Let's get you something to eat then honey' she clapped her hands once, sending the cat into a more awake state. After having arrived in the kitchen, she got into her white apron and made sure that Sitka was fed first.'Good
Notice me :kakahina:Hinata.As usual, Hinata Hyuga was sitting at her desk, staring at her homework. Her homeroom teacher had been sitting and occasionally glancing at her, over his newspaper, but nothing really showed that he cared about whether her class was doing homework or not. Some of them were just sitting and secretly sending each other notes, or just plain talking. The girls in front of her were in fact so loud, that even if she had wanted to study, they would have made it impossible anyways. Akamaru yelped loudly when Kiba accidentally elbowed him when talking to Ino. Last year, Hinata would have killed for even just so much as a small 'Hi' from the b
Masked loveHinata was in English class and she was listening to Kakashi sensei give a speech about great poets of history, it was hard to listen with the other students talking about the nonsense in their lives. Hinata turned her head right to see Sasuke Uchiha a few seats forward and giving her his trademark smirk. Hinata didn't particularly like Sasuke but it wasn't because he was mean it was because he was a big reminder of her past, she did remember it clearly without him but she didn't want to go back to her old life and he was a reminder of it being possible. Hinata watched as other students mocked Kakashi sensei as he was giving his speech and sh
KakaHina: Memento of spring Memento of spring. KakaHina. Hinata was sitting in her house back garden and wondered. *Should I go? Or maybe no? Why me? Does he love me? Argh… Hinata give up already! There is no way that you could actually understand that guy…* She thought and closed her eyes. It was spring and sun was agreeably shining on Hinata's pale skin. –Hinata, someone is looking for you! – Hinata heard her father yelling from house. –Hai! – She yelled back and stood up. *Don't tell me it's him…* Hinata sighed. She walked in house and found out that it really was him. –Hello Hinata-san. – Said guy and smi
Infectious LoveIt was a forbidden taboo. He knew it and she knew it too but either of them cared. All that mattered is their happiness and love for each other.He is Kakashi Hatake.She is Hinata Hyuuga.He is the teacher and she is the student.The secret love happened almost two years ago. Hinata entered into Gauken University as a transfer student, majoring in the education field. She wanted to teach children in elementary. Kakashi had been her English professor. There wasn't an immediate attraction towards the older male. It had taken some time for her to notice him, due to her crush on Naruto Uzumaki. Kakashi on the other hand had always showed a m
Meaning? - TwilightHinataI don’t care if you’re my friendThat’s just what you said to meHow can say that you don’t even careI can’t even begin to seeI’ve known you so longYou’d think that would countBut things from you that make some senseOnly come in small amountsI guess I was wrong about usI never had a chance with youAll the things that meant so muchI suppose you forgot those tooI realize that I meant nothingNot through even one of those yearsBut I guess I’d rather have my memoriesAnd all those wasted tearsFor you they’re all worth itBut I’ll still put on a happy faceI guess I ju
Suicidal dream- TwilightHinataDeath keeps running through my headLike some lengthy songWould it be a surprise to youIf one day I was suddenly goneIt’s always my death that gets planned outIn these sick and twisted dreamsBut I know that it would be pointlessYou wouldn’t care, it seemsI can tell that I’m asleepBut each death seems so realEach time I scream, each time I bleedI only wonder how you’d feelI’m only living to watch over youOr else I would have been dead long agoBut you’ll never see that’s why I’m still hereI refuse to let you knowBut these thoughts are still clouding my mindShould I live or
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