Dear Hiashi-Sama,
I was there; I was always there when you and the council members spoke about my incompetence. When you had all branded me as: weak, a disgrace and unworthy to bare the title of Heiress. It's ironically funny how you had all accused me of never being able to attain and surpass the strength of Neji-ni and Hanabi-nee. You see, dear father, I had something that none of you could have ever of obtained…balance. From the time I watched Oka-san die, not you – me, I made a promise that I would be as kind as her and as strong as you.
But…no one could ever be as kind as mother and I was always stronger than you.
Did you think I grew up not knowing what would happen to my baby sister if I was to ever have accepted the title of Heiress? I'm not you Hiashi and I am glad I'll never be like you. My so-called perceived 'weakeness' is what has allowed for Hanabi to live a life unbranded, burdened maybe – but unbranded. You made Neji into what he became in his childhood, you and your council riddled with crippling traditions created a clan filled with hatred and animosity.
You killed your brother, my uncle.
You say it's all destiny and that we cannot change it. But I did. I did when I was a child and in my death destiny continues to evolve.
I can die peacefully in the knowledge that all my life's hard work has all been for something.
My sibling lives whilst yours died – who's weak now?
Goodbye, Hyuuga-Sama.
Regards,
Hinata.