Be prepared for some feels.

"No..Otousan..please stop...please.." I struggled to speak, my words coming out in nothing more than a whisper. I layed there on the ground, bruised and bloody, struggling to breathe.

"Hinata-chan, you will never become heir if you keep resisting to fight me!" He stood over me, Byakugan activated, beating me senseless. Tears fell slowly from my pale white eyes as I looked up at my beloved father and saw the angry expression on his face, the crazed look in his eyes. I screamed to no avail every time his gentle fist connected with my side.

I had no idea why he was doing this to me. Ever since a fortnight ago, I have been coming home from my missions to be a prisoner in my own territory - a victim. To be honest I don't remember how it all started.. My memory has faded due to the severe blows to my head from Otousan. All I remember is coming home to him raging on my little sister, Hanabi. Neji-kun was off on a week long mission so I stepped in and pushed Otousan away from her, which only enraged him even more. He grabbed me by my hair and threw me to the ground, and left the room without another word. That night Hanabi slept with me in my own room. Apparently I wasn't the only victim.

At this time, Hanabi was forced to clean the cellar. We never used it, so I didn't understand why Otousan made her do it. But in a way I was happy that Hanabi-chan was down there cleaning and not watching the events that were going on between Otousan and I.

"I'm done with you, Hinata-chan. Go to your room and don't come out until I come get you." He left me there on the ground and proceeded to his room. He always did this about 5 minutes after - it's like he got tired of beating me.

I didn't know what else to do but to pick myself up and drag my body to my room. It was more difficult than I thought it would be - I was convinced I was going to die. A bone poked out of my leg, a big gash in my arm was bleeding excessively. My head was spinning and I was getting light headed from the loss of blood. I managed to stand up and stumble over to the cabinets where we kept towels and cloths, and picked a fairly thin cloth from the top. I tried my best to wrap my arm in the cloth to stop the bleeding. Though my best wasn't enough, I still called it good and limped up the stairs to my room, silently screaming in pain with every step.

Once inside my room, I sat on my white carpeted floor and leaned against my bed. I held the cloth tightly against my arm and poked at the bone in my leg. I was numb with pain - I could barely feel it as I pushed the bone back into my leg. I was bleeding all over the carpet, but that was the least of my worries. I breathed heavily and closed my eyes to hopefully calm the storm in my head. I didn't know what else to do but to wait there, hoping that help would come.

It took a while, but eventually I heard footsteps coming up the stairs. My stomach churned. I dreaded what would happen next. Forgetting to breathe, I watched the door cautiously. Tears began to form in my eyes when the door opened slowly and quietly and Hanabi emerged from behind it.

"Hanabi-chan!" I managed to speak these words at a normal voice, which made my throat hurt.

"Shh! Quiet, Oneechan, Otousan just went to sleep." She whispered. I was so relieved to see Hanabi that tears began spilling uncontrollably down my cheeks. She quietly crept over to me and knelt beside me, examining my wounds. Though she was only 9 at the time, she was studying medical ninjutsu, which she had been learning from Sakura-chan for about 2 months now. I could see tears forming in her own eyes as she healed my body to the best of her ability. I was extremely grateful for having a younger sister like Hanabi-chan.

When she was done healing me, she sat next to me and leaned against my bed, softly resting her head on my uninjured shoulder. For a good 10 minutes we cried together, as sisters. Though I was the one who needed it the most, I reassured her.

"It's okay, Imouto..It'll be okay... We'll get through this.." I petted her soft hair and thought about the only person that gives me hope - Naruto. I hadn't seen the blonde Jinchuuriki in over a month, and I was so desperate to see his face and hear his voice again.

"Oneechan...Are you thinking about Naruto-san?" Hanabi-chan seemed to be reading my thoughts. I hesitated and then nodded, looking down sadly at the pool of blood beneath me.

"He's what gives you hope, isn't he?" My little sister didn't know much about my feelings for him, but she knew that he was all I thought about. Every thought that ever crossed my mind was somehow connected to Naruto, and she knew that.

"Hanabi-chan.." I looked over at her, and she looked back up at me. It seemed as though her eyes were begging for me to propose an idea. I didn't have anything in mind - but I did feel it was about time to do something about this madness. I wasn't going to explain my plan to Hanabi - she was far too young to understand.

"Yes, Oneechan?"

"There is something I must do, Hanabi-chan. You must stay here and wait for Neji-kun to come home. Follow Otousan's orders, and be sure you don't do anything to make him angry. Do not mention a word of what I'm about to tell you, imouto. If Otousan asks, you've been up all night cleaning the basement as he asked and you haven't seen me."

"But Oneechan, where are you going?" I sighed.

"Imouto... I am going to find help. As soon as I do I am coming back to you. Do not leave here and follow me. This will only upset Otousan." I touched the gash in my arm to see if Hanabi had properly healed it. I felt a sharp pain, which meant she didn't. I felt around the rest of my body - my stomach, my sides, my legs. All were sore. I wanted to stay home and rest but I knew if I did I might not have had a chance to follow through with my plan.

I stood up and stumbled against my bed a bit, trying not to lean too much on my broken leg. I limped over to my closet and got out my light purple jacket. Putting it on, I spoke to Hanabi-chan.

"Hanabi-chan, I will be back as soon as I can. I am going to visit someone to see if he will help us. If Otousan discovers me gone, play baka. I don't want to involve you in this." Her hopeful eyes gazed back at me sadly, and it broke my heart to say it. But after I was done gathering my things, I limped over to her and hugged her softly - trying not to upset my body any further. She hugged me back and cried. I wiped the tears from her eyes and reassured her one last time before I climbed out of my second-story window and fell softly to the ground below.