Towards the Sun
Blurb / Plot Summary:
What if the Kyuubi had been sealed within Hyuuga Hinata?
Notes:
This is an AU fic.
While this will generally (loosely) follow the established plotline of Naruto, the main focus will be on Hinata and how she copes as the carrier of the Kyuubi. Obviously some events will change, and there will be minor changes to some characters, since this is AU.
There will be romance, but the pairing is undecided. Perhaps this can be voted on by the readers?
Warnings:
There will be slight OOC-ness. There will be some changes to main plot events. There will be some toying with the timeline. This fic is Hinata-centric. There will be sprinklings of Japanese words. All techniques and similar will be called by their Japanese names, like Kyuubi or Byakugan rather than Nine-Tailed Fox or White Eyes, unless I don't know what the Japanese version is.
Standard disclaimer applies.
Chapter One – Glance
"Look, it's that child."
"The Kyuubi?"
"She's so useless."
"No talent for the Byakugan at all."
"She'll never amount to anything."
"Hush, she's coming this way!"
Wet. Salty. Bitter.
Hyuuga Hinata knew the taste of tears more intimately than the back of her hand.
"It's not my fault," she whispered to herself as the tears continued to roll down her cheeks. "It's not my fault."
They all looked at her with those eyes.
Cold eyes.
Eyes that blamed her for something she had no control over.
Eyes that feared her.
Eyes that scorned her.
Eyes that wished she'd disappear.
"It's not my fault."
Her voice trembled.
She had to keep saying it to herself. She had to remember that.
Because if she didn't, she'd break.
And if she broke, no one would put her back together.
No one.
"Oi, get back here!" shouted one of the Chuunin at a mischievous blonde boy with bright blue eyes, with smooth, unmarred cheeks.
"As if! Catch me if you can!" jeered the boy as he leaped onto the rooftops, dashing away with his can of paint.
The Chuunin cursed creatively and leaped after him.
"Get back here, NARUTO!"
Hinata shuffled along in the middle of the afternoon crowd, keeping her head down so her long dark bangs covered her face, and tugged the hood of her jacket lower.
It was her daily ritual to walk among the people of Konoha in the busy little shopping area. There'd be a lot of noise, a lot of color, a lot of warmth.
No one would notice her, or her worn jacket, or her fraying sandals.
She could blend in and watch them do mundane things like buy dinner ingredients or clothes. She could watch people talk and laugh with each other, and kiss their children on the forehead.
She could forget, even for just a little while, that there were no cold, accusing eyes. That she was a normal girl.
That there wasn't a monster sealed inside of her.
A shout broke into her thoughts.
"Hey! Make way!"
"Dammit, Iruka-sensei's gaining on me," Naruto muttered, making a face as he dashed towards the afternoon crowds swarming around the shops. He'd lose him in the crowd and then get rid of the paint can to escape.
Suddenly a girl with dark hair under a hood stepped into his path, looking at something behind her. Unfortunately for him, he still had too much momentum, and he was about to run her over.
"Hey! Make way!" Naruto yelled, but it was too late.
He barreled straight into the girl, the paint can arcing into the air and almost landing on some unfortunate passersby.
Hinata was staring into the brightest, bluest, warmest eyes she had ever seen.
Like the sky.
Then she realized where she was and what just happened.
"G-g-gomen nasai!" she stuttered, and scrambled to get out of his personal space, her head bowing automatically in apology.
She took another glance at the boy with the blue eyes.
If Hinata had to describe him, she'd use the word 'vibrant'. Nothing about this boy was dull. His hair was a bright gold like the sun, his eyes blue like the sky, his lightly tanned skin with a healthy glow. Even his clothes were bright orange.
He was looking at her, a puzzled expression on his face.
She lowered her gaze quickly, waiting for the inevitable anger and scorn that he would throw at her for being in the way.
"Are you okay?"
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