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"Oh, lookie who's here," came Ino's voice as she stood from her desk and walked toward me. "It's the little pink-haired lesbian freak."
The teacher wasn't in the classroom yet, they were usually late during first period, especially on the first day.
I growled, rolling my eyes and pushing past Ino to get my desk, she caught me by my arm and pulled me back to where we were face to face. I glared and looked at her hand touching my arm, "Let go of me, Yamanaka..." I hissed.
Ino smirked. "Why should I, Haruno?" she taunted. "The teacher isn't here, why should I listen to you?"
"Because if you don't, I'll make sure you suffer," I growled.
Ino and I both looked toward the door as the teacher walked in, talking to that same shy girl that Ino had picked up earlier.
"Hina-chan..." I murmured.
"Everyone, this is Hyuuga Hinata, the office just bumped her up to our class, her father came to the school and changed her schedule, so, introduce yourselves and behave, I have an errand to run," and with that, he was back out of the classroom.
Ino smirked at me evilly and made her way over to Hinata, I growled at her, trying to warn her not to do it, she didn't listen.
"Yamanaka..." I hissed.
Ino smirked, flipping me off. "Hello new girl," she placed her hands on her hips and looked at Hinata.
The purple-black haired girl looked up at Ino with wide lavender eyes. "H-hello..." she murmured softly.
I winced, that scared tone in her voice, I didn't want to hear it. Ino, leave her alone, please. Just leave her alone. Do whatever you want to me, just leave her alone. Oh, how I wanted to say those words to Ino, but I couldn't get my mouth to move.
Ino smirked, "Why so shy?" she said in her taunting voice.
Hinata shook her head, "N-no re-r-reason..." she whispered. Her eyes got wide as Ino held her up against the wall, I saw a tear roll down her snow white cheek. I snapped, no way was this happening. I walked up behind Ino and pulled her away from Hinata, throwing her against the wall.
Ino winced, but then her smirk returned. "Someone's a little overprotective," she hissed, pushing me away from her.
I growled. "Leave Hina-chan out of whatever you have against me, Ino. Do whatever you want to me, but do not touch her ever. Again," I glared. I couldn't take it if Hinata were to be in pain, whether it be physical, mental, or emotional.
Ino smirked, "Do you like this girl?" she tormented.
I didn't say anything, I looked down, clenching my fists. I saw Hinata blush slightly out of the corner of my eye. It calmed me down to see that pink on her cheeks, to see that she wasn't scared. I wasn't paying attention to the fist of the blonde coming at me because I didn't respond to the question she had asked. I looked up in time to realize that I was about to get punched and to flinch, waiting for the pain, but it didn't come. I opened my eyes.
Ino's blue eyes were wide in shock.
Hinata was standing in front of me, holding Ino's fist. "Do. Not. Touch. Her." Her voice was almost a growl, it was shocking coming from such a petite and peaceful looking girl. "If you touch her, I will make you suffer. You will live the rest of your days in fear of me, no matter if it's your choice or not."
At that moment, Ino's fist came toward Hinata's fair skinned face, but the punch was caught, the energy behind it being reflected back into Ino's arm and her whole body as Hinata flipped her onto her back.
Ino didn't get up as Hinata turned to me, smiling innocently. "S-sorry about that Saku-chan," she said to me in her normal soft voice. I had never heard her use that nickname towards me, I knew I blushed, I could feel the heat rising to my cheeks.
I shook my head, "It's alright Hina-chan," I smiled softly, hugging her. I looked around the classroom and smirked. "C'mon," I said, taking her hand subconsciously and walking out of the classroom, we had to duck into the bathroom to avoid our teacher.
She was holding my hand. Whether she knew it or not, she was holding my hand. I was blushing, I was sure my whole face was red. I was positive of it once we ducked into the bathroom and I caught a glimpse of myself. I giggled, my blush fading slightly.
Sakura looked at our hands and squeezed my hand slightly. "Hey... Hina-chan..." she muttered, I had never seen her nervous before, ever. She was always so bubbly.
"What is it, Saku-chan?" I asked quietly.
"Would you like to join my mother and I for dinner tonight?" She was rubbing the back of her neck with her free hand, looking away.
I smiled and hugged her tightly, "I'd love to!"
She smiled, took my hand once more and we went back to the classroom, the teacher was helping Ino pick herself up off the ground. I couldn't help but stifle a giggle.
Oh what a wonderful year this would be.
Sakura and I made our way to a pair of seats near the back of the room and sat down.
There you go, chapter four.