Reborn as Sakura and Hinata: Lost in the Wind

Inuzuka Time

 I walked up to the Hyuga compound with as much confidence as I could muster, trying to convince myself that I didn't want to immediately walk the other way and find someplace to hide. Mom was absolutely not going to be nice to her after everything that had happened, and I wasn't even sure if her dad liked me, or if he knew my mom, or if my mom was going to like her dad, or if her dad was going to like my mom, my mom was probably not going to like him.

I stopped walking and forced myself to take a few breaths; I was just going to confuse myself at this point, and we had already agreed to do this so it wasn't like I could back out anyway. Akamaru brushed against my leg and pressed his head against my hand to try and comfort me, and I couldn't help but smile and pet him as a thanks.

"Kiba?" my head snapped to the side to see Hinata walk out of the gates of the compound and up to me. Perceptive as ever she seemed to have already picked up on my anxiety, "Nervous?"

I nodded, letting out a laugh and running a hand through my hair, "Why wouldn't I be? You're nervous too."

"Of course I am." she smiled, looping her arm around me in a side hug, "But this is important right?"

"Yeah." I breathed out, watching in my peripheral vision as her dad closed the gate of the compound behind him and turned towards us. I wasn't expecting him to smile.

"Are you two ready to go?" he asked in a friendly enough tone. He was completely different from what I was thinking he would be; he actually seemed like a dad now, but I guess if Hinata was on speaking terms with him I shouldn't have been surprised, that and Hanabi had started living with him again.

Hinata nodded, and we began to walk to the Inuzuka's territory.

"How has your mother been?" her dad directed at me.

"She's been alright." I shrugged, not quite sure how to answer that, "Things are kinda business as usual with us."

"That's good to hear." he hummed.

"Do you... know her?" I was curious; his behavior seemed to hint that at least.

"Yes, actually," he seemed to be between wincing at the memory and remembering it fondly, "We've spoken a few times before."

Hinata glanced at me, but all I could offer her was a shrug.

"So... are you on good terms or?" Hinata decided to ask the question for me.

"I have no idea." he answered that way too quickly and honestly. He smiled sheepishly, "I suppose I didn't make the greatest first impression."

"That makes two of us." Hinata sighed.

I frowned at her, "You haven't met my mom before. I don't think she even knows your name."

She turned to me with an unimpressed look, "But she knows about everything else doesn't she? I think I might have even worse than a bad first impression with her. She has whatever she wants to think of me and what's said about me as her first impression."

"You being pessimistic about this isn't helping." I replied, glaring at the ground in front of us and making her sigh.

"Can you blame me though? When I walked out you looked like you were about ready to hurl." she scoffed.

I flushed, turning pointedly away from her, "Jeez. You don't have to call me out like that."

We were both surprised when her dad laughed, "What are you two so scared of? What's the worst that you think will actually happen?"

"I die." Hinata answered.

"My family disowns me." I answered.

Hiashi stared at us in almost awe, "Do you really think that?"