DEDICATED TO THE SEASON SUMMER. SHE WILL ALWAYS BE REMEMBERED AND LOVED IN MY HEART… T.T BABY, THIS IS FOR YOU! I LOVE YOU SUMMER!

An explanation for the dedication: tomorrow I go to work/school/whatever-doesn't-let-you-know-my-age, and today is the last day of summer! SO I WROTE THIS IN DEDICATION TO IT! NO! SUMMER! DON'T GO! I HATE GOING TO WORK/SCHOOL/WHATEVER-DOESN'T-LET-YOU-KNOW-MY-AGE!

Disclaimer: …-looks at lawyers-…-lawyers break out dangerous weapons-…-lawyers approach author-…..-one lawyer screams: "SAY IT…OR ELSE!"-….FINE! I'll say it. But only because I want to!…..I don't own Naruto….I SAID IT! PUT AWAY THE WEAPONS!

His glare beat down on my back as I turned away with tear filled eyes. He shook his head in disappointment as I left the dojo, biting my lower lip. My index fingers pressed together, representing my struggle to keep myself from weeping in front of my clan.

As I walked away from it all, my cousin Neji looked at me with interest. I smiled lightly, putting up a façade as he nodded and walked away. It was his normal Friday hobby to run off and watch Tenten through her window- he wasn't a stalker. Oh no, he just enjoyed gazing at her from afar. And occasionally, Tenten would spot him and invite him inside, pretending to scold him for scaring her. It was sweet, I suppose. Especially since they were getting married in a week or two.

Right after he left, my father had come out from the dojo and stared sternly at me. I bent my head in shame and held back the tears threatening to fall. I had promised myself I wouldn't cry- that I would never cry. It looks like I broke that promise.

I broke down crying and ran. I didn't care where I was running- the point was to get away from it all.

Oh how I hated that place. Everyone judged me, thinking I wasn't fit to become head of the clan. I was an outcast. No one wanted me there. Except, perhaps, Neji. But if he took me under his wing, then he would be an outcast as well. I would never want anyone to live through this pain again.

I ran and ran, everything becoming a blur in my vision. Few things I could make out: a tree, a rock, bushes, and a deer. Tears kept streaming down my face and I let myself cry. I closed my eyes, trying to block out the pain from coming into my heart. It wasn't working.

My foot caught onto a tree root and I fell. My body slammed down into the mud as my hands reached out in front of me to try to catch myself. I lay there, crying, weeping, tired, and alone. I was so sad. I was so pathetic.

I was worthless. My clan had rejected me over and over again for years. Even when I fixed my stutter I was still pathetic and useless. I was a disappointment wherever I turned. I had failed countless missions and my team obviously pitied me. I was pathetic so therefore I "needed" mercy.

I slowly stood and walked through the forest I had run into. I wandered aimlessly, not caring if I was getting lost. No one would care, anyway. Perhaps Neji, Kurenai and a few others would care. It would be days before they noticed my missing presence though. I was an invisible person. No one could see me.

I stopped near a small pond. I smiled lightly and walked to the water. I leaned down slightly and saw my reflection due to the moonlight that night.

My tearstained face looked back at me, grinning sadly. My white eyes were shallow and held nothing but pain and hurt. The small scars on my features showed how much I had worked over the years- and for what? Nothing. No one cared.

"I am like a butterfly," I whispered, continuing my gaze in the pond, "I am frail, and useless. I am just something to look at, and never touch for fear of breaking. I am weak. Oh…"

A whole new wave of tears came over me and I let them pour down my face.

"What're you crying about?" asked a familiar voice.

My head snapped up and I activated Byukagan.

"Reveal yourself!" I said, my eyes darting around.

"Relax, Hinata!" said the voice, "Relax! It's just me!"

An orange figure hopped down from a tree and smirked at me. His blonde hair was in disarray as usual while his blue eyes held adventure and curiosity. His pose was a clear sign of his sure confidence.

"Naruto-kun," I breathed, blushing.

Looking down at myself, I saw I was covered in mud and tears. I didn't want him to see me like this. I quickly turned away.

"Hey, hey," he said, approaching me, trying to look in my eyes. With my back turned to him, I created a barrier between us. "What's wrong?"

"I'm sorry I disturbed you tonight," I said, closing my eyes in pain, "Continue whatever it was you were doing, please. I'm sorry. Ano. I'm sorry…"

"Hey, come on," he said, putting his hands on my shoulders and swerving me around to face him, "Chill. You're fine. So, what're you crying about?"

"…Oh, you wouldn't be interested," I said, shaking my head.

"Yeah I would," said he, furrowing his brow, "Tell me."

I looked downward, a blush visible on my face. My right arm clutched my left in nervousness as I bit down on my lower lip.

"…Well?" Naruto asked, his eyes squinting, "Spit it out!"

"I…I am worthless," I said, looking into his eyes, "My whole clan is ashamed of me and my teammates make it clear that they think I am weak. I'm such a pitiful mess and no matter how hard I try, I fail every time. Naruto-kun, is there nothing I can do about this?"

"Well," Naruto said, observing me, "First, you gotta get self confidence."

"Self…confidence?" I repeated, tilting my head.

"Yeah, yeah," he replied, nodding, "Okay, in order to prove to others that you're not pitiful, you gotta prove it to yourself first. Now, lemme hear you say: 'I am Hyuuga Hinata and I'm fricking proud of it!'"

"…I-I am Hyuuga Hinata…and I am…proud of it?" I muttered, my back hunched over.

"No, no," he said, waving his hands. "You gotta say the word, 'fricking.'"

"I am H-Hyuuga….Hinata and I am…fricking…proud of it," I whispered.

Naruto sighed and smirked. He walked behind me and poked my back, making me stand straight.

"Belt it out!" he yelled, "Scream it! Come on, Hinata! You can do this! Get angry! Get mad!"

"I am Hyuuga Hinata…and I am fricking proud of it," I said, softly.

"What'll get her mad…" Naruto muttered, scratching his chin. "…I know…Hey Hinata! Guess what?"

I looked at him with raised eyebrows, waiting for him to answer his own question.

"Kurenai was raped by an old man," he said, "Sakura was hurt by a mob of her fan boys. Sasuke-teme was trampled over by those fan boys. Kiba was attacked by cats and died. Shino swallowed bug repellent and accidentally fed it to his favorite bug- they died together (how tragic). Kakashi-sensei was mentally scarred from a copy of Icha Icha Paradise about fat women. Ino cut her hand off while trimming flowers and a guy took advantage of her. Shikamaru tried defending her from the guy but was killed instantly. Choji died from food poisoning. Lee will be alone all of his life with no one to help him train when Gai kicks the bucket. Coincidence is, Gai kicked the bucket while watching Kakashi read the fat woman version of Icha Icha Paradise. Tenten fell in love with another man who happens to be Sasuke and dumped Neji. Neji ran off and was the one who took advantage of Ino."

I stared at Naruto with wide eyes.

"Darn it," he muttered, "No anger…Surely her friends should've brought a reaction out of her…I've tried lying about practically everyone…wait…I haven't tried this… Hinata, I have to tell you something."

I took a step back in a bit of confusion and fear.

"Today all of the villagers decided to kick me out of Konoha," he said, seriously, "They hate me so much that they are sending me to be executed in another village. They don't want to bloody up the streets, I suppose. So we'll never see each other again. Sorry."

I smiled lightly at his attempt. It was sweet of him.

"Why aren't you getting mad!" he yelled, "Sakura gets mad. Ino gets mad. Tenten gets mad. Come to think of it, all of the attractive kunoichi get mad easily."

I felt myself getting hurt. Naruto was thinking about other women when he was with me?

"…Sakura used to get angry at me all the time," he laughed, "She looked really hot when she got angry…"

"What?" I asked him, sharply.

"Yeah," he said, day dreamily, "She is so attractive."

I felt my hand turn pure white from it being clenched into a tight fist. Naruto smirked at my reaction and I instantly felt myself blush.

"Jealous?" he asked, grinning his foxy grin.

"N-No…" I whispered, shrinking back.

"Oh," Naruto said, mischievously and nodding slowly, "Then you won't mind if I start talking about the girl I saw today…"

My fist tightened further.

"Her hair was a nice red color," he said, sighing, "And her body figure was just so curvy and arousing. The way she flirted with me was so attractive. I wanted to just grin-"

I bit my tongue. I wasn't going to react. Naruto-kun wasn't mine.

"I think I'm in love with her," he said, taunting me, "She's so perfect for me in every way-"

"Please," I whispered, "Stop."

"And the way she was swinging her hips!" he continued, "I had the urge to jump inside her-"

"Stop," I said.

"She was so beautiful," he sighed, "And so attractive! She was like a Goddess from nowhere! Oh so beautifully luscious-"

"Stop it!" I yelled, "Please!"

"I got her phone number, you know," Naruto said, knowing he was getting to me, "She wants me to call her tomorrow so we can go out for a date."

"Stop it!" I yelled. "I don't want to hear it!"

"Awe," taunted he, "Are you getting mad? Are you getting upset? Don't cry, Hinata, get angry."

"Stop it!"

"…She called you a slut," he told me, "I talked to her about my friends and when I showed her a picture of you, she said you were a slut. I'm going on a date with her tomorrow because she actually has self-confidence."

"Stop it!" I yelled.

"I hate you, Hinata!" Naruto yelled, "I'm madly in love with a girl who is ten times the woman you'll ever be!"

I heard the words echo inside of my head, and I froze. For the first time in my life, I was angry.

"STOP IT!" I screamed, pointing at him, "UZAMAKI NARUTO, YOU ARE NOT GOING OUT WITH THAT…THAT…"

"Say it!" he yelled, "Go on and say it, Hinata! Come on!"

"YOU ARE NOT GOING OUT WITH THAT IDIOT GIRL!" I screamed.

My face was red with anger and I was panting from exhaustion. I had never screamed from anger in my life.

"Now," Naruto said, grinning, "Say those words I told you. Come on. Say them nice and loud. Go ahead and get angrier. Come on, or do I have to start talking about how I'm planning to elope with the girl?"

I narrowed my eyes his way and let it out.

"I am Hyuuga Hinata and I'm fricking proud of it!" I yelled.

"I can't hear you!" Naruto cried, "Say it louder!"

"I am Hyuuga Hinata and I'm fricking proud of it!"

"WHAT? WHAT'D YOU SAY? I CAN'T HEAR Y-"

"I. AM. HYUUGA. HINATA. AND. I. AM. FRICKING. PROUD. OF. IT!" I screamed at the top of my lungs.

My eyes widened in sudden realization. The look on Naruto's face was a proud and shocked one.

"Oh my," I whispered, covering my mouth with my hand.

"Good!" he said, nodding, "First step is complete. Do you feel better?"

"Yes," I said, quietly.

"No, no," he scolded, "Say things louder. Like me."

"Yes!" I shouted, "I feel better!"

"Great!" Naruto said, grinning, "Now, whenever you start to lose self confidence, just get angry."

"Alright Naruto!" I cried, "I will do my best!"

"Good," he replied.

"But I have a question," I said.

"Yeah? What?"

"…What were you doing out here in the middle of the forest?"

"Oh," he said, scratching the back of his head, and grinning, "I was on my way to your mansion and saw you running into the forest."

"Why were you there?" I asked him, tilting my head in confusion.

I noticed a blush appear on his face and blinked twice.

"I wanted to see you," he muttered.

"I can't hear you," I gently teased, smiling lightly.

From my mini joke, Naruto let out a laugh.

"I wanted to see you."

"Why see me?"

"Because you're not just a frail butterfly," he explained, coming closer to me.

I gasped, realizing that he was saying what I had cried about only a half hour ago.

Naruto's hand traced my face and he leaned in closer. I let shock take over me and did nothing to push him away. I didn't want him to leave.

"Oh no," he whispered in my ear, "You're not worthless either. There'll always be one person who knows that you are amazing."

I couldn't think. No one had ever said such a thing to me.

"That person," he said, coming closer to me so his body was up against my own, "…Is me."

His lips came down on my own and I gasped, opening my mouth. I felt his tongue and couldn't help but lean into it. I groaned slightly and pressed myself completely against him. His arms wrapped around me and I grinned embarrassedly as we kissed.

Naruto slowly broke away and his smirk was all I saw before I fell unconscious.

"Hinata?" he asked, "Hinata…SHOOT! She fainted again! Oh well, the more we do it, the more she'll get used to it…Come on, Hinata…wake up! HELLO? WAKE UP!"

A month later, my father is training me in the dojo. It is more like torture since his hatred for me is clear in his eyes.

I fall to the ground, sweating and panting. Bruises mark my body and I can barely stand.

"You disappoint me," my father hisses, "You can't fight me one bit. You're so weak and feeble. I'm ashamed to call you a daughter. You are worthless and a disgrace to be called a Hyuuga."

I look up at him, and slowly stand. Naruto's infamous grin is plastered on my face. For once, I feel the confidence flowing through me.

"That might be so," I say, clearly, "But I am Hyuuga Hinata and I am fricking proud of it. I don't care if you find me worthless. I don't care if you want nothing to do with me. I am who I want to be, and I want to be someone. You know what, father? I am someone."

I begin to walk toward the door and look back at my shocked father's face. In his white eyes, I see a bit of pride directed towards me. I inwardly relish it.

"If you can't accept that," I say, still panting, "Then too bad. Good-bye, father. I am off to see Uzamaki Naruto."

And with that I walk out of the room, blushing madly at what I had said.

Oh my, I think, smiling lightly, Naruto-kun certainly has changed me…I just told off my father- the head of the clan! I think he's been waiting for me to do it for a long time.

And with that, I walk off to the forest where Naruto is sure to give me two training lessons. The first training lesson is how to tell men who hit on me off. The second lesson is how not to faint after making out with him. I blush at that thought but continue walking.

I suppose I'm not such a disappointment after all…