Flash Forward: Naruto Edition

Chapter 4 - Hinata

Now for the obligatory (yet completely redundant) disclaimer telling you all that I do not own Naruto or any of its subsequent series. If I did, would I really be writing fan-fictions right now. No. I would be relaxing with dozens of hot super models. Ah, that's the dream.

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Sakura refused to look at Ino as the blond kunoichi laughed out loud at the nickname her future husband had gifted her. The pinkette had decided to look at the silver lining of it all, the fact that she had Sasuke-kun all to herself now. That thought alone seemed to delay the ticking time bomb that was Sakura's temper.

Keyword of that statement being delay, not defuse. She would get her revenge on that pale-faced shinobi. Of course we will! Shannaro! Inner Sakura roared to life.

"A-A-Ano, I w-w-would like to g-go next," a meek voice spoke up, volunteering herself next. Sakura spun on her heels to meet Hinata's gaze, although the timid girl ducked under the sudden attention.

"Are you sure Hinata?" Kurenai asked her student and pseudo-ward. Honestly, she hadn't thought the girl would have spoken up to see her future, having already assumed that Hinata would have faded into the background until she was the only one left. Although, when she saw the girl cast a glance to the apparent Hokage-to-be, a coy grin slipped unto her face.

Something Hiashi also noticed but decided to hold his tongue.

For now, at least.

"H-Hai, Kurenai-sensei," the slight introvert responded before leaving her seat wedged between her two male partners. Standing atop the sealing matrix, the girl twiddled her thumbs before with a single hand seal, she concentrated and channeled her chakra to her feet. This is it, she thought, Sakura married Sasuke so that means that Naruto-kun must have given up on her. Her heart thumped and raced at the implications. Maybe, just maybe, I end up with Naruto-kun.

"KAA-SAN!" A loud voice sounded with a giggle. It was another sunny day in Konoha. Our scene takes us to a moderately house located near the marketplace of Konoha, but far away that the loud bustling noise didn't disturb the occupants. The house was cylindrical in shape, with separately wings occupying the cozy compound. With orange-tiled roof and a cream coat of paint, the house was simplistic and homely.

Hinata froze in fear. She had learnt back in the Academy that the Hokages were required to live in the Hokage Mansion built near the Hokage Tower. And from what she knew, that building was not the Hokage Tower. 'Which means that I didn't marry Naruto-kun,' she concluded dejectedly.

What Hinata failed to remember however, was the fact that while the Hokage was required to live in the Hokage mansion, not all of the Hokages did that. In fact, the Fourth Hokage was the first to have not lived in the Hokage Mansion. Coincidentally enough, his son was the second Hokage to have bypassed this rule.

Inside the home, a sigh could be heard as the lady of the house got up from the table and rolled up the scarf she was knitting. Dark blue hair fell to her back in a hime-cut with two bangs framing her face, reaching just past her shoulders. Lavender eyes twinkled in bemusement. With soft delicate features and a graceful physique, the woman seemed like a beautiful porcelain doll, fragile to touch yet mesmerizing to look at. She wore a white blouse with a lavender apron thrown over it. With dark blue pants stopping at her shin, the matriarch finished her look with blue heeled sandals. This was Hinata Uzumaki, formerly of the Hyuga clan.

Kiba couldn't help but whistle in appreciation at his teammate. The years had really treated her well, better than most kunoichi. He had thought that perhaps Ino would have been the one to take the spot as the hottest kunoichi of their group but he was wrong. Where Ino was smoking hot and seductive, Hinata possessed a charm more on the purer side of the spectrum and he would congratulate the lucky bastard who ended up with her as a wife.