It had been two years since that day on the bridge. Though he was thought to have died, Haku in fact survived Kakashi's Raikiri... But Zabuza did not survive the assault of Gatou's men. Zabuza's dying wish was for Kakashi to take Haku with him to Konoha- and that's where he stayed, training under one Anko Mitarashi.
Now 17, he'd gotten taller, his muscles ever so slightly toned. He looked mostly the same as before though, save he now wore a chuunin vest over his brown sweater instead of his blue robe. He'd also gotten to know a girl during this time... Hinata. He'd even grown fond of her.
Now, he was watching his friend train. The young man smiled as he watched the busty young woman train. Oh, how he admired Hinata so. She was kind, gentle, and... Well, was she beautiful? He studied her features again with his brown eyes, brushing some of his black hair out of his face. Her nose was cute, her eyes gorgeous, her lips suggestive, and her form sensual. Yes, he'd say she was beautiful alright. Haku so badly wanted her. However, he knew she loved Naruto, and not him. Indeed, he was forced to watch her from afar.
Or was he? He could, in theory, use a certain genjutsu his sensei had gotten from Kurenai and taught to him. No, no, he could never.
Could he?
"Hinata-chan..." he cooed out, smiling at the girl only a year younger than him. "Can I... Ask something of you?"<|im_end|>
She looked over at Haku, her mind otherwise preoccupied with thoughts of Naruto, and ways she could get him to look at her. "Yes, Haku?" She walked over to him and sat next to him, still panting slightly from her efforts. She looked up at him and smiled, her white eyes still somewhat distant.
She liked Haku, but not in the way she adored Naruto; she seemed slightly distant towards Haku, even though she considered him a good friend. "Did I do something wrong that time?"<|im_end|>