Konoha High School (A Naruto Fan Fiction)

Part VII

Part VII

~Hinata~

In fourth period Ino fled to cry in the bathrooms again.

I wish I could go after her, but I already went last period. And in homeroom. The teachers don't like it if you leave the room almost every period.

I feel horrible for her, absolutely horrible, but, she had to have seen their eminent demise coming. Sasuke has always been distant, but especially towards her. Ino always had a tendency of being too naive until it was too late.

It cannot be helped. And Sasuke, to his credit, tried to be gentleman like. Supposedly he told her things weren't working out but he wanted to remain friends. However, the damage was done.

I close my eyes and imagine what Ino must be going through. It would be like me losing Naruto. Both of us have worked our whole lives trying to get them. I envision him coming up to me and dumping me. Saying how he wishes we can retain a friendship. At just the thought of it, my heart shatters. Losing the one thing you would have given anything to get. Losing the one you love. Its like being transported to a paradise only to be told you cannot stay. My life is slowly turned into a nightmare of sorrow and heartbreak as I continue to empathize with Ino.

My eyes fling open and I rush to the bathroom to console her.

I hear whimpers as I enter the door. Ino has her knees drawn in with her back against the wall. Her head is resting in her hands and her bangs that normally delicately frame her face now droop over her shins.

I get down on my knees and embrace her. Her body is shaking with sobs and she doesn't even acknowledge the arms around her. I hug her tighter than I normally would. I coo to her and make quiet relaxing noises. She calms down eventually and I help her up. She doesn't talk to me though. She hasn't said a word all day.

I wet a paper towel and wipe off the mascara smudges from her cheeks.

"It's going to be alright," I keep whispering.

When she isn't bawling anymore I walk her to class. Orochimaru sensei, our biology teacher, shoots us a dirty look for being out so long as we walk in. I don't care at this point. We take our seat and he continues showing the class how to properly dissect a snake.

Orochimaru sensei drones on but I keep my eyes on Ino. Her head is down on her hands. I want to comfort her, but I don't know how. Words normally come so easily to me, yet I'm at a complete loss for them. How do you comfort a girl who's just lost everything she has ever wanted?

After thinking it over, I pull a notebook from my bag. I flip to a blank page and write a simple "hey" on the first line. Ino resides right next to me, so I slide it to her with my pen on top, expecting a response.

She lifts her head and stares at the notebook. After a moment of blankly gazing upon it, she reaches for the pen. I sigh, happy to at least get a response out of her.

"Hi." Is all that's written back. Great. What now?

I don't know how to make her feel better, although every part of me is aching to try. All I can think to respond is: "I hate seeing you so upset."

I don't know how that's supposed to help. I suppose it's just a time-buyer until my mind can generate something better. The note book is slid back to me with a "sorry" in big beautiful handwriting that Ino always uses.

I sigh. How am I supposed to do this? There has to be something I can do. While I'm thinking, she snatches the notebook back and begins writing.

She writes for a while, then slides it back. It reads: "I know you want to make me feel better, and I appreciate it, but I don't think anything can right now. Thank you anyway. You're a good friend."