Hello everyone! Since WoaL is fully typed up and all I'm waiting on is my beta I've decided to post my first crossover story! This is for zezu-chan because, well she knows why so that's all that counts! Enjoy~!
There was no hope left. She couldn't wake up or summon her assassin back. This was his domain, her dreams were his playground. Now Hinata would be forced to bare the burden of knowing that another was going to die because of her own feelings and thoughts. She slowly sank to her knees, knowing he wouldn't return from his mission now that is was assigned.
Spring was blowing into Konoha with a gentle breeze. The Village Hidden in Leaves was at its peak of beauty during the birth of a new year. No matter how old or young the scents, sights, and the feel of spring would leave the viewer in awe. But, the Land of Fire's beauty was not embodied within its capital's protective walls but outside of them.
Leaves bore a golden hue in the sun's warming rays as it awoken the life from its deep, winter slumber. Shadows danced as the ground partners to the leaves that gave them life as shade. Bright flowers and buds splashed a multitude of colors across the landscape, like artwork on paper. In the trees song birds gathered and sang to the vibrant blue skies of their joys.
This was Hinata Hyuuga's sanctuary; far enough from the walls of Konoha to have privacy but close enough to feel safe. Out here there was no responsibilities as heiress to the strongest clan in the Leaf, no missions, no titles, no hate, and above all, no Sakura. It wasn't like the young heiress hated the pink haired kunoichi, she just highly disliked her. The signs were obvious that the medical ninja was a real, high class, grade A bitch.
She rejected Rock Lee's love on numerous levels and every chance she got. To Hinata, Lee may have been a little different from the other ninjas and other guys around but he was quite cute. The whole youth thing he and Gai-sensei did maybe odd and confusing, but their energy and determination inspired her to be stronger. To sum up this not only was Lee protective but anyone who worked out like he did had to have a great body under that spandex.
Hinata blushed at the thought of what muscle tone Lee could have under his green outfit but she quickly cast that aside and continued thinking.
It wasn't just the fact that Sakura rejected Lee like that, but it was her obsession with Sasuke that lead to so much more. The unrequited love tore Ino and Sakura's friendship apart permanently. It also blinded her to Naruto's love and devotion he had for the jade eyed ninja. He tolerated the names and the attacks she would bestow on him. Then when Naruto grew up in the handsome shinobi he was and moved on without her love, Sakura took notice to him.
The young Hyuuga let out a long sigh as these thoughts stirred around in her head like a raging storm. Her purple coat was folded and resting in the shaded grass leaving her torso covered only with the lavender undershirt. Hinata sat down, her legs crossed, as she tucked a stubborn lock of dark blue hair behind her ear.
She always had a crush on Naruto, even before he grew up. When Sakura started to fallow him around and throw herself at him Hinata noticed that the blond loved it. What hurt her the most was that he never gave anyone a chance, it was Sakura or no one. It didn't matter that she treated him like a loser growing up; all that matter was now he had his pink haired crush as his girlfriend.
Hinata moved to lay on the soft blanket of grass. One hand acted as her pillow while the other whispered over the blades of golden grass. How long had it been since she started thinking such negative thoughts about Sakura? The hand petting the grass stopped as she thought about her own question.
"Five years." She whispered to herself as her lavender eyes watched as butterflies danced from flower to flower. Hinata had tried giving up on winning Naruto's love but she longed for it still. Thirteen years was too long to wait for someone if they don't even see you.
"If Haruno wasn't around the Uzumaki boy would see you" Hinata jumped at the smooth voice that join her. Instinctively, she stood as her small hand flew to her weapon's pouch and jerked a kunai from its contents; body coiled like a spring, and eyes ready to activate her bloodline. "She was always in the way. She was the one who always got in the way of everyone; Sasuke, Naruto, and even yourself." The voice was clearly male and there was mirth, malice, and slyness in his tone. Hinata's body shivered as a smooth, spine chilling chuckle filled the small clearing.
"What do you mean?" She asked, curiosity getting the better of her. Her grip on the kunai tightened till her knuckles turned white. Everything held onto the eerie quietness that now consumed her sanctuary. Hinata let out a sigh, the unused adrenaline making her body tremble. The man's voice and words felt like poison in her mind. A foreboding and ominous wind caressed Hinata's hair as she grabbed her coat and left towards Konoha with the speed of a true Hyuuga kunoichi.
Shino's coming home tomorrow. Hinata thought as she ran her brush through her hair. The half moon shined its pale light on her equally as pale skin. The night was warm, so the heiress left the balcony doors open in hopes of catching a soothing, cool breeze at night.
She and Kiba spent the majority of the day planning a welcome home party for Shino. The old Team Eight would always throw parties like that when a member of their squad would go out on long missions. Even the Aburame Clan was helping to host the party, like they always did.
After a few more strokes through her thick hair with the finely bristled brush, Hinata set it gently on the vanity. Giving herself one look in the mirror, the heiress stood with a smile and made her way towards her bed. The silk nightgown she wore was perfect for keeping herself cool during Konoha's hot nights. Hinata pulled back her blankets and cuddled into the softness, her freshly brushed hair rolled off her shoulders like a cascade. With a soft sigh Hinata allowed her eyes to close.