Hinata One-shots(Requests welcome)

Backpack

I don't own Naruto.

Just a warning, this one turned out VERY long. My bad, this is something I have a personal liking to.

Backpack.

Hinata sighed as she twisted the small cup in her grasp. Her eyes drifted over to her friends who were out on the dance floor dancing with their boyfriends. She sipped her drink and leaned against the bar. She tapped the toe of her shoe against the bottom rung of the barstool and sighed. Here she was, in her best outfit at a bar and yet she was the only one without someone to dance with. A slight sneer tugged at her lips but she squashed it right back down from once it came.

She tapped her nails on the edge of her shot glass and downed the shot. She turned on the stool to look over at her happy friends and she sighed as she leaned back and propped her elbows up on the bar. Sasuke, who normally wasn't one to be out on the floor, was dancing with Sakura. Her lavender gaze drifted over to Ino, who was dancing with Izuna, Sasuke's uncle. Then her gaze flicked to Naruto who was living it up out there, a slight smile crossed her lips at the sight of the man. She wished she were out there with him, but he was perfectly content with the woman he was with, surprisingly she had no idea who the girl was.

Some random girl he met she supposed. She looked to her left as the seat beside her ended up taken. "Madara." she greeted and he offered her a nod. He was Izuna's older brother and another uncle of Sasuke's. Also, the owner of the bar they were in. "Why aren't you out there?" he asked and she raised her right leg to cross it over her left leg. "I don't feel like it tonight." She sighed and he nodded as he waved to the bartender and waved a lone finger around in a circle. The sign for the bartender to get her another round.

She nodded to him appreciatively as she downed her sixth shot of the night. She was starting to feel the effects but she didn't care, it wasn't her tab so she was going to run it up. She was miserable in her lonesomeness. She wanted to drown the loneliness with alcohol, and no one was going to stop her tonight. "Want me to give you a ride back home tonight?" Madara asked and she shook her head. "Thanks, but I'll find a way home." she sighed and downed the next shot just as easily as the last.

She watched as one by one, her friends all loaded up and left. Tenten and Temari stopped by and asked her if she wanted to ride with them home, but she shook her head at them and waved them on. They watched her for a moment before they nodded and left. It was nearing two a.m. and Sakura and Ino finally decided they had, had enough. They grabbed her by the hands and pulled her out of the bar and into the cold night air, which didn't bother her in the slightest.

Hinata's gaze drifted over the six bikes that leaned in a row outside and she smirked. What beautiful bikes those were. A deep green Ninja leaned at the front of the line; she knew this was Hashirama's. Four glistening ebony Ducati sat in the center of the line, each with their own unique patterns. Madara, Izuna, Sasuke, and Itachi's bikes. The last bike was a stunning 1000cc Kawasaki Ninja in deep blue and white. She wasn't aware of whose bike that one was.

As Sakura and Ino made their way over to their boyfriend's bikes they stopped by the blue one and exchanged looks. They snatched the key from the ignition and ran over to Hinata and tossed the keys in her grasp. "Good luck!" they called behind them as they rushed over and slipped onto the back of Sasuke and Izuna's bikes. The two men revved their engines and sped off down the street. She sighed as she looked at the keys in her grasp.

Hashirama patted her on the head gently as he slipped his helmet on and tossed his leg over his evergreen bike. One by one all the men got on their bikes and left, leaving only Madara and her standing in the lot. "You sure you don't wanna ride with me?" he asked and she nodded. She was probably just going to walk home, she didn't live too far either way. Maybe a thirty minute walk, but it didn't matter to her she needed the air.