I silently waited for the two to finally explain to me what happened that day; the day the left me.

"Hinata, I mean Hina-" TenTen was about to speak.

"It can't be that hard to remember, Hina is still in the name Hinata." Sauske glared at me.

"Ok ok, continue."

"Um, well, on that day we told you we had to go home early, it was because our parents wanted us to pack. They told us that they moved because of your father."

"TenTen- well we thought it would be best if we told you on the day we would hang out by that tree."

"Believe me! I wanted to say something, but I couldn't bring myself to tell you, I kept shrugging it off, trying to make each and everyday last. But when the day finally arrived, we had to leave." TenTen said sadly.

"Our parents said they wanted to move because your father was cheating everyone out of their money. So TenTen's mother found a new job, and my father wanted to get away from Hiashi. The day we were supposed to meet up, was the day we had to leave early, because Tenko had to make it to her job interview, and father was showing her the way there." He paused for a brief moment.

"Me and TenTen both, regretted not telling you sooner, because then, you wouldn't have been wondering all this time." Sasuke looked at me sincerely, and TenTen had teary eyes.

"We didn't mean to lie to you. I didn't mean to lie to you.. can you forgive us?" TenTen asked.

I didn't know what I was feeling in my chest. Anger? Relief? Confusion? Happiness? Maybe all four of them?

I was angry because I knew my father valued money too much, and the fact that he had to drive people out of his business because of it, made me sick.

I was relieved that it wasn't because of anything bad, that they didn't just leave to hurt me.

I was confused about what was so hard about them telling me that they needed to move. I mean, yeah I would've cried, but I also would have understood.

And I was also happy. Happy that after all this time, I finally knew why.

I could feel the tiny smile that wanted to escape my lips, but then I realized that I can't have friends. My smile never came. I didn't want to make friends because I didn't want to tell anyone about my past. I didn't want to get close to anyone, because it would be even harder when I leave. I didn't want to risk the fact that they might find out what I did.

No, it wasn't that. I was scared. Scared that they might find out everything. Scared that I will whimp out and tell them the truth. The fact was, is that I wanted friends. That I was in dire need of friends. I keep on lying to myself, saying that I didn't want any, that I didn't need any, but that wasn't true at all.

Deep down inside my pitiful soul, I longed for people to care about me. For other people to finally be by my side, to finally stop getting hurt by the wrong people. But I was scared that it will happen all over again. Like a never ending cycle of hurt and pain, repeating itself with my life.

"I forgive you.." I told them quietly. TenTen's eyes sparkled with joy, and Sasuke had a small smirk plastered on his face. "But..." their faces dropped.
"I can't become your friends, it will only bring me down." I lied, trying to convince myself that it wasn't worth it.

"What is that suppose to mean?!" Sasuke snapped.

"Me making friends with anybody will only hurt and end badly."

"You're not making any sense." TenTen said.

"I can't risk anything, you guys need to understand." I started crying.

"Risk what?! How can we understand if you won't tell us anything?!" Sasuke yelled at me. I turned around, ready to run, but TenTen grabbed my arm.

"When you say 'end badly' do you mean that, you don't want to risk being hurt anymore?" She asked.

I looked at her with teary, but shocked eyes. I was starting to get tired of people reading me like an opened book.

"If that's the case, you can guarantee that won't happen. Not if you stick with us." Sasuke told me seriously.

I wanted nothing more than to believe them, but how? How would they really know if I won't get hurt anymore? I looked them both straight in the face, and nothing but seriousness sparkled throughout their eyes; and most of all: loyalty. Like they knew that I could trust them, trust their words. I hesitated before I turned completely around to face them again.

'I don't need to mention my past to them.'

"You sure?" My voice cracked, as I squeaked those two words from my mouth. They both nodded.

And I rushed in to hugged them both. A group hug that I missed so much. The hug of my two best friends. My heart was finally learning to fix itself, but that doesn't mean it was fully repaired. But I was now a little bit happy than how I was before.

Just a little...

"I told you, that you were going to crawl into our arms." Sasuke said, and they both laughed.

"Shut up, stupid." I sobbed a little into his chest. We all let go, and I stared at them.

"I should go. See you guys tomorrow."

"Ok.", "Hn." They both said at the same time.

I waved goodbye and went home.

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It was the next day and I was on my way to school: Late. . .

I didn't even bother rushing, the school was fifteen minutes away, and I was already tardy.

I entered the building and headed straight to Kakashi's class. When I opened the door, all eyes were on me of course.

"Late again Miss Yhugata."

"Stating the obvious again Kakashi-sensei."

He sighed heavily and rubbed his eyes in irritation.

"Just take your seat."

"Gladly." I sat down and ignored the boring lecture he was giving the class.

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It was finally time for lunch and I dragged my feet along the floor. Once I gotten into the cafeteria, I grabbed my apple as usual and went towards my lonely table.

"Hina! Sit with us."

I stared at TenTen, debating whether I should take her offer or not.

"No thanks." I was about to leave when Sasuke got up and pulled me down in between him and TenTen.

"After what happened yesterday, you're still gonna go and try and ignore us?" He asked as he ruffled my wig. I smacked his hand away.

"Hey! Don't touch the wig alright." I told him as I adjusted it better.

"Introduce me to your little crew, so we can stop the awkwardness." I demanded.

"Ok ok." TenTen started. "This here is Lee, Ino, Sai, Shikamaru, Temari, Chouji, Shino, Kiba, Sakura and-" she went in order, introducing me to everyone, then pointed to the blond guy with blue eyes, and whiskers.

"I know, I know.. his name is Nariko, right?" I said. Everyone laughed except him.

"It's Naruto." He corrected me.

"Narto, wait no.. Narito." I spoke my thoughts aloud. They all started giggling at my attempts to say his name.

"It's not that hard ya know!"

I ignored his comment, and pretended as if I was still thinking about it, only pissing him off.

His eye twitched.

"You can't sat my name? Na-Roo-Toe. It's that easy." He guided me.

"Listen Naretard-"

"Ha! Good one." Sasuke said.

"You're not even trying!"

"since I really don't care, imma just call you Whiskers."

"Fine, whatever." He said in defeat while he pouted.

"Hey Hina. I've been wondering for a bit but, what's with the wig and eye contacts?" Ino asked. Everyone quietly waited for my answer.

I sat there, thinking about what I should say.

'They don't need to know anything'  I reminded myself.

"It's none of your business." I spat out coldly. She flinched.

'Damnit, why do they want to know so much about my life?!'

But I knew that they were just curious, I wasn't mad at them. I was mad at myself, for needing to hide everything. I hated all the lying, all the hiding, and running away. But you can't just tell people you killed someone and think they will accept you with open arms, especially since the cops are still looking for the murderer.

I wanted to cry. I wanted to stop lying, to just live life without all the guilt and anger built inside me. I wish I could be free and pretend it didn't happen. No! I wish it didn't happen. I was on the verge of tears. I felt so bad, but most of all, I felt guilty, so disappointed and ashamed.

"Hey Hina, it's okay." TenTen told me.

'Thank You.'

Everyone stared at me with concern looks. "I'm sorry, I was just curious." Ino told me sadly. But she had absolutely nothing to apologize for.

"It's not your fault." I said quietly. I should be apologizing, not her.

'I'm sorry...'

In an instant, I did what I do best at the moment.

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