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Yachi's crush.(1)

"Uhhhh huuuu" Yachi breathed in, and out, with a few stutters; she felt like her insides where being coiled by thorny vines; entrapping her.

Why? She thought. Why am I always thinking about you? Why are you so special, for lack of a better word, to me? Your oddly colored, and always bright hair, your smile, the way you laugh, it all runs through my mind all day.

I often think of you when I should be thinking about something else, when I'm having fun, I think of how much more fun it would be to be there with you. Or that I want to go and have this same experience only with you. Thinking about scenarios that would go on between us. When I read a book the characters interactions make me think of us, what if we were in that situation? Would we act the same as them? Would you be how I imagine you to be? Or would you be totally different and end up surprising me? So many questions flew through her mind all ready, now with this extra feeling, so many more came along.

My chest swells with just the slightest thought of how sweet you are, the texts we have between each other. "I even re read them". She had read somewhere that a lot of girls (and sometimes even boys) did that when they liked someone.

Yachi began rationalize with her self, Its just because he is so nice to me, that has to be it. I don't really like him. It just had to be the reason, she couldn't like him. She laid there, she felt drowsy some how.

BZZT BZZT

"Ahh"!

Yachi immediately jumped for her phone, fumbling to get it sturdy in her tiny palms.

The text read.

"Yachi-San!! You promised that you would give me a treat for all my hard work, you even said it was a surprise!! Yachi please tell me, what it is I can't handle it anymore!!"

"He sure does like those exclamation marks, doesn't he"? Yachi muttered to herself, as she thought of an inconspicuous reply.

"Oh right, I forgot all about that hinata; I'm sorry! But how about we met up..and then you can have your surprise." (she thought for a long while and decided she wanted to put a smiley face at the end to sound more relaxed while she was freaking out)

Fifteen, that was the number of agonizing minutes it took him to reply. I know I'm used to it, but still...the silence is slowly killing me.

BZZT BZZT

FWAMP

Went Yachi's hand as she grabbed at her phone desperately.

"Ok Yachi, sure!! How about, mhhh Saturday, I'm free then??"

"Yes. That would be lovely Hinata."

CLICK CLICK CLICK

The sounds of the phone filled her room as she made the plans with Hinata.

"Yachi, what's your favorite flower??"

"My favorite flower? Why?"

"Just cause, :))"

This would usually be how the conversations would go, non stop asking each other questions. They both seemed to want to know, more, of each other.

TIME PASSED AS THE EXCHANGE WENT FURTHER INTO THE NIGHT.

"Oh my gosh Hinata! Are you serious? Your sister actually did that?"

"Hahahaha, yes, yes she did...I..I think your the first person I have ever told that to Yachi..."

"Really? Ha, wow..thank you Hinata.."

Yachi's face was flushed with so much red that she could have been mistaken for a close up shot of the sun. This made her, so, happy, for some reason. Out of all the things that he could have said to make her blush this hard. Why that?

"Haha, thank you for always being so kind to me Yachi, I really like talking to you."

Why? Yachi thought, is he so like this, so kind without expectation of something, without knowing how I feel?

They were so conformable with each other, this feeling she had, was so natural, this relationship was so, natural.

"Hinata I'm sleepy, good night."

Yachi had passed out on her bed with a smile before she could read his next text.

"Goodnight cutie :)"

(second chapter will be told from Hinata's point of view)