โ„‚๐•™๐•’๐•ก๐•ฅ๐•–๐•ฃ ๐Ÿš

"Where is that idiot?"

"He's probably off talking shit about us again"

"Why don't we just kick him off, he's already half an hour late"

"We need him to win nationals"

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"NIIII-CHANNN!" Natsu yelled in her brothers ear, poking his face repeatedly in attempts of waking the male.



Hinata's eyes fluttered open at the small sensation in his cheek "niiii-chan, I'm late for school!" The small orange haired girl wined, sat on her brother's chest. Hinata rose with a groan, picking up Natsu and placing her on the floor.



"Hey Natsu, how about you miss school today" Hinata questioned while rubbing his throbbing headache. She looked sceptically towards her brother.



"Why would I do that?" She tilted her head to the side a little "I'll bring you on a little shopping trip, sound good?" Hinata asked once more, honestly just not wanting to go anywhere for the time being.



Natsu seemed to be deep in thought for a bit, until she beamed brightly and hugged her brother as confirmation "ok nii-chan!!"



Hinata smiled back before taking her hand and leading her downstairs for breakfast "anything you want in particular Natsu?" Hinata asked, looking through several cupboards. Natsu placed a finger in her chin before pumping a fist in the air dramatically "PANCAKES!"


Hinata smiled at the girl's happy demeanour and only wished he could be like that again "ok Natsu"

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After Hinata had finished making breakfast he placed a singular plate down, stacked high with many fluffy pancakes; topped of with honey and fruits. Natsu's eyes shone at the delicious plate of food and began scarfing down the meal.



Hinata chuckled and wiped a smear of honey from the girls mouth using a napkin. After finishing, the orange haired girl's eyes widened as she snapped a head towards her brother "niii-chan! You need to eat as well!" She yelled accusingly, tugging at her brothers sleeve.



Hinata smiled warmly at her sisters kind thoughts, waving off her concern with a slight giggle "don't worry Natsu I'm not hungry, anyways let's get going shall we?" Natsu squinted her eyes suspiciously before bouncing up and down; dragging her brother out the front door.

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The siblings walked hand in hand; Natsu being the little ball of energy she is, oblivious to Hinata's hardships or intrusive thoughts. All the while Hinata simply smiled along with her, wanting nothing more than to make her happy.



For Hinata, Natsu was now the only reason he had to live; he didn't care for anyone but her at that moment. His soul purpose to keep her smiling.



The day was long and strenuous for Hinata, however it was the most fun Natsu had in a long time. Hinata ended up buying her several of her favourite magazines, plushies and of course quite a substantial amount of sweet foods.



Carrying all the bags while walking home Hinata smiled down at Natsu who was happily eating a chocolate flavoured mochi ball.



By the time they got home it was around 7:30 and the sun had just started to set "come on now time for bed, you've had a long day" Hinata ushered the girl into her small purple bed while pulling out a couple of the plushies for her to cuddle.



"Ok nii-chan!" Natsu gave her new toy a squeeze before tightly hugging her brother "thank you nii-chan" Natsu gave one last beaming smile towards her brother before getting comfortable under the covers.



"Goodnight Natsu"

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Hinata was laying down flat on his bed, phone outstretched in front of his face. Scrolling through his contacts he had noticed the many missed calls from both his school and teammates.



5 ๐‘€๐‘–๐‘ ๐‘ ๐‘’๐‘‘ ๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘™๐‘™๐‘  ๐‘“๐‘Ÿ๐‘œ๐‘š ๐—ฏ๐—ฎ๐—ธ๐—ฒ๐˜†๐—ฎ๐—บ๐—ฎ
1 ๐‘š๐‘–๐‘ ๐‘ ๐‘’๐‘‘ ๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘™๐‘™ ๐‘“๐‘Ÿ๐‘œ๐‘š ๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐—น๐—น๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด-๐˜๐—ต๐˜‚๐—ป๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ฟ
2 ๐‘š๐‘–๐‘ ๐‘ ๐‘’๐‘‘ ๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘™๐‘™๐‘  ๐‘“๐‘Ÿ๐‘œ๐‘š ๐—บ๐—ฎ๐—บ๐—ฎ๐—ฐ๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐˜„



Hinata frowned at the heartfelt nicknames he had given his once trusted teammates and deleted all his contacts. Next he clicked onto Instagram and blocked everyone he knew, erasing all connections he had with his team.



Also deleting every group photo and selfie he had with his friends. After he was finished, the teen felt relieved. As if a huge weight had been lifted off his shoulders.



Hinata never wanted to see them again.



After staring at the plain ceiling for around ten minutes Hinata decided to go on a late night walk to clear his head further, however the feeling of betrayal could never be cured so easily.



Tugging on a simple pair of worn down trainers Hinata stepped out into the cold night. A chilling burst of wind flowed through his bright hair, sending chills down his spine; his skin gaining goosebumps.



The occasional car drove past him as he walked nowhere in particular, shivering in the cold breeze Hinata found himself at a small park. It's swings were gently swaying in the wind, it's rusty hinges creating a rather melodic sound echoing around the artificially lit area.



Opening the small gate Hinata sat himself down at a mossy bench, it's wood rotted and wet. Not like he cared though.



The teen began breathing out steam in the air; admiring how his breath dissipated into the surroundings.



For the first time that day, Hinata let himself get buried in his thoughts.



'๐‘ ๐‘œ ๐‘Ž๐‘™๐‘™ ๐‘ก๐‘–๐‘š๐‘’ ๐‘– โ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘‘ ๐‘ ๐‘๐‘’๐‘›๐‘ก ๐‘ค๐‘–๐‘กโ„Ž ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’๐‘š ๐‘ค๐‘Ž๐‘  ๐‘“๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ ๐‘›๐‘œ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘–๐‘›๐‘”?'
'๐‘๐‘ข๐‘ก ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’๐‘–๐‘Ÿ ๐‘ ๐‘š๐‘–๐‘™๐‘’๐‘  ๐‘ ๐‘’๐‘’๐‘š๐‘’๐‘‘ ๐‘ ๐‘œ ๐‘Ÿ๐‘’๐‘Ž๐‘™'
'๐‘– ๐‘ค๐‘Ž๐‘  ๐‘—๐‘ข๐‘ ๐‘ก ๐‘Ž ๐‘ก๐‘œ๐‘œ๐‘™ ๐‘ก๐‘œ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’๐‘š...๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘œ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’๐‘Ÿ ๐‘ค๐‘Ž๐‘ฆ ๐‘ก๐‘œ ๐‘ค๐‘–๐‘› ๐‘›๐‘Ž๐‘ก๐‘–๐‘œ๐‘›๐‘Ž๐‘™๐‘ '
'๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’๐‘ฆ ๐‘ค๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘’ ๐‘›๐‘’๐‘ฃ๐‘’๐‘Ÿ ๐‘š๐‘ฆ ๐‘“๐‘Ÿ๐‘–๐‘’๐‘›๐‘‘๐‘ '



Hinata subtly smiled to himself. Not a happy smile, no no. It was more of an emotionless smile, one that was broken beyond repair, a smile anyone could see right though to be fake.



Hinata's thoughts suddenly haltered when a figure appeared in his peripheral vision; sitting next to him on the bench.



As weird asย  it was to have someone random sit next to you at night time, Hinata simply didn't care and turned his head slowly to the side to look at the person.



Hinata concluded the person to be a male; much taller than him and probably several years older as well. His hair was dyed red, a similar colour to Hinata's in fact, however a shade darker.





Hinata stared at the male, brown eyes making contact with bright green "you seemed a bit lonely, want one?" The strange person questioned emotionlessly, almost the same tone as Hinata.



The red head held out a packet of cigarettes towards the teen, offering one to Hinata. Cautious at first, Hinata took the cigarette nonetheless.



The man lit the cigarette for Hinata, faintly smiling as he orangette brought it up to his mouth. Upon inhaling the nicotine Hinata entered a coughing fit, the initial feeling of the smoke in his lungs unpleasant and horrible. However after a few more tries Hinata was easily inhaling the smoke and releasing it into the crisp air.



The feeling was amazing to the teen. It's calming affect working wonders on Hinata body "names Haurma Suzuki, how about you?" The one now named Haurma asked Hinata.



"Shลyล Hinata" he answered simply, much too engrossed in his cigarette to look at Haruma. The red head looked forward once again; taking out his own cigarette and lighting it.



"Nice to meet you Hinata" he greeted after a couple minutes. Hinata only hummed in response, now releasing smoke rings into the air quite expertly.



"Hey can I call you sho?" Haruma asked Hinata in hopes he would actually respond this time "sure I don't care, as long as I can call you Haru" the teen finally answered, snuffling out the remnants of the cigarette in the mossy bench.



"I'm ok with that" Haru replied happily as he turned towards the orange haired boy "I'll give you my number" the older male stated, placing a small slip of paper in Hinata's lap.



Hinata suspiciously inspected the number "why would I need that?" He asked bluntly, casting the paper aside. Haru once again placed the now soiled slip back on Hinata's lap "it's not like you can buy cigarettes at you're age"



Haru smirked as Hinata placed the paper in his pocket; successfully gaining another customer.



"I'll be going now" Hinata spoke. Rising from the bench and calmly walking out of the area "don't forget to call!" Haru called behind the orangette, watching his figure fade into the distance.



๐™๐™๐™ž๐™จ ๐™ž๐™จ ๐™ข๐™ค๐™ง๐™š ๐™ค๐™ฃ ๐™ข๐™ฎ ๐™Š๐˜พ:

๐™‰๐™–๐™ข๐™š: ๐™๐™–๐™ง๐™ช๐™ข๐™– ๐™Ž๐™ช๐™ฏ๐™ช๐™ ๐™ž
๐˜ผ๐™œ๐™š: 20
๐™๐™–๐™ข๐™ž๐™ก๐™ฎ: ๐™ค๐™ง๐™ฅ๐™๐™–๐™ฃ ๐™–๐™ฃ๐™™ ๐™จ๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ๐™ก๐™š ๐™˜๐™๐™ž๐™ก๐™™
๐™Ž๐™š๐™ญ๐™ช๐™–๐™ก๐™ž๐™ฉ๐™ฎ: ๐™ฅ๐™–๐™ฃ๐™จ๐™š๐™ญ๐™ช๐™–๐™ก
๐™‹๐™ง๐™ค๐™ฃ๐™ค๐™ช๐™ฃ๐™จ: ๐™๐™š/๐™๐™ž๐™ข
๐™‡๐™ค๐™ค๐™ ๐™จ: ๐™ง๐™š๐™™ ๐™™๐™ž๐™š๐™™ ๐™๐™–๐™ž๐™ง, ๐™œ๐™ง๐™š๐™š๐™ฃ ๐™š๐™ฎ๐™š๐™จ, ๐™จ๐™š๐™ซ๐™ง๐™–๐™ก ๐™š๐™–๐™ง ๐™ฅ๐™ž๐™š๐™ง๐™˜๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ๐™จ
๐™‡๐™ž๐™ ๐™š๐™จ: ๐™˜๐™ช๐™ฉ๐™š ๐™ฉ๐™๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ๐™จ, ๐™–๐™ฃ๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™š, ๐™จ๐™ฌ๐™ž๐™ข๐™ข๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ, ๐™จ๐™ ๐™–๐™ฉ๐™š๐™—๐™ค๐™–๐™ง๐™™๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ
๐˜ฟ๐™ž๐™จ๐™ก๐™ž๐™ ๐™š๐™จ: ๐™๐™ค๐™ข๐™ค๐™ฅ๐™๐™ค๐™—๐™š๐™จ, ๐™ง๐™–๐™˜๐™ž๐™จ๐™ฉ๐™จ, ๐™จ๐™ฃ๐™–๐™ ๐™š๐™จ, ๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™จ๐™š๐™˜๐™ฉ๐™จ

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