It's been a long time since I've written, because I frankly got bored with the story and the lack of comments that I got about the amazing plot twist in the last two chapters was… Unexpected. In a bad way. But, that's what I get for writing stories for other people's satisfaction, now it's all about me.
Hinata and Sasuke were happily back together now, and they remembered why they fell in love with each other in the first place as well. All seemed to be well in their world, but what about the lives of their insignificant others?
Kiba sat in his desk, watching Sasuke take his place in the seat next to Hinata. He shrunk in his seat and tried to ignore the bitterness in his heart. It was a horrible bitter, the kind that you get when eating a small grape, or when your heart has been broken for the first time and isn't sure of how to mend yet.
He knew that what he and Hinata had was real, and that he had been casually tossed aside once Hinata was sure of her feelings for Sasuke again. True, the unfairness of it all made the situation worse, and it made Kiba angry and hurt at the same time and yet—he didn't know how to feel about it anymore.
Kiba was so sure that he knew it all, after all he was with Hinata for almost three months. But then the thought came to him, she had the time of her life with him, and if she wanted to waste everything on Sasuke, then he was going to let her. It was his senior year, and no one was going to ruin that for him, not even Sasuke Uchiha.
Sakura, in another classroom at the time, was also staring out the window. She wasn't sure if she could hate Sasuke, or hate Hinata, because both had been good to her. Should she even be offended that Sasuke's heart belonged to someone else? No. She shouldn't be offended, humiliated, or hurt, because throughout all of that, she maintained her dignity and self-control.
She couldn't help but feel a little cheated however. She reminded herself that she was just a bump in the road of the long road that is Sasuke and Hinata. Yes, it was saddening, but wasn't it liberating as well? Although her heart hurt and felt like sinking with every breath, with every thought, she knew that she could withstand anything. Sasuke might have had a piece of her, and there will probably be a hole in her heart shaped just like him, she knew that she never really had him in the first place.
She had been alone all along.
The bell rang and Sasuke and Hinata walked out hand in hand. Kiba was still bitter, and he thought of where to go from here now. He decided to skip his next class and take a double lunch break. When it was the second lunch he saw Hinata and Sasuke, once again, together. A look of satisfaction that could be mistaken for misery was on her face. Maybe Hinata was never miserable with Sasuke in the first place, just bored. Kiba didn't want to explore the possibilities.
He rounded the corner quickly, his anger fueling his legs to go faster and faster until he was in the safety of his car.
But he didn't account for what happened next, he bumped into someone and he felt the hot spill of coffee on his shirt.
"God dammit!" he yelled out. He held his soaked shirt and glared at it angrily, he looked up to meet the person that did this to him.
To his shock, it was Sakura, looking at pretty as usual. "Oh my God! I'm so sorry Kiba! Here, let me help you clean it up," she searched her backpack for something that could clean the coffee stain.
Kiba sighed angrily, "Forget about it."
"No! Please, let me help you," Sakura insisted. She knew that there wasn't much that she could do, but to have interaction with Kiba and a chance to talk about the Hinata and Sasuke situation was too good to abandon right now.
"I said forget about it," Kiba glared at her. Sakura shrunk back.
"Why are you so angry at me? I'm just trying to help…" she said softly looking at her feet as she did so.
Kiba sighed, turned, and kicked the nearest locker. "I'm just angry today, okay?" he snapped.
"Is it because of Hinata?" she tried. She looked up to meet his wild eyes and she held his gaze for a while.
Kiba shook his head, trying to shake off the tears. "Yes," he admitted softly.
"I know that it's not fair what they did to us, but it's not the end of us either," she offered.
Kiba stopped everything. He stopped his anger, he stopped his frustration at his coffee stained shirt, and he stopped to think of this possibility.
"You're right," he sighed.
Sakura smiled, "I know I am… Hey, do you want to go off campus for lunch today?"
Kiba smiled back at her, "Sure, as long as we don't come back after lunch is over."
Sakura considered the thought of skipping the rest of the day, especially because she had always been a good student. But it was her senior year, and she needed support from someone who was as equally as hurt as her, she agreed to it and they both left in Kiba's truck.
In May, everyone graduated. Hinata and Sasuke still had plans to go to college together, and get married at a later date. Most people objected to their long engagement, but Hinata and Sasuke were convinced that they were made for each other.
Sakura did her best to support Hinata in her decision, and Kiba didn't try at all. He and Sasuke went back to their rivalry, and Kiba and Hinata never spoke again.
Kiba went on to play football for Konoha University and decided to major in journalism, so that he could share his experiences as he wondered through the inseparable bond that is Hinata and Sasuke.
Sakura went to the medical school of her dreams in a different village, she hopes to become a great doctor someday.
Sakura and Kiba never went on any further dates than the lunch date that they shared after both of their hearts were broken, but they remained good friends, even in college.
All in all, everyone was happy, for it is the saddest thing to be with someone and be in love with someone else. Sometimes, it is even worse than being alone, grieving on your own. Nothing can break a heart quicker than not being able to love the one you're with, or be with the one that you love.
And though people do unfair and selfish things in love, there is always hope. And that hope can carry you on to tomorrow, and the day after that, and the day after that. No situation of sadness is ever permanent, and years will pass and happiness and sadness will come and go, but one things for sure, there's always tomorrow. 3
Awwww! I have really loved my loyal readers, it's been great having all of your support, and sorry that it's taken me so long to update (especially for a crappy ending nonetheless) but if I could make at least one person happy with this story, then that's enough for me. This last chapter took me three weeks to write, because I wasn't sure where to end it or where to go with it. And I still don't like the ending but oh well! :D best dang story I've ever written…