Untold Story: Hinata
The boy was aimlessly walking around in the attic of his house, exploring the area. Suddenly, everything around him warped as nins hiding behind the furniture came out to attack him. He imagined himself fighting all sorts of enemy ninja that wanted to destroy his house. He dodged, weaved, punched, kicked, and beat back the enemies with ferocity even greater than the Hokage. Scratch that, he was the Hokage, and he was kicking ass!
Suddenly, a nin surprised from behind and he did a backwards kick to knock the enemy away. Not a moment later, a loud crash resounded in the small attic as he knocked over a lamp. The lamp had crashed into a huge drawer, which held a small, brown box at the top. The box itself fell when the drawer shook from the impact. As the box fell, it opened and a small piece of paper flew out and landed at the boy's feet.
Curiously, he picked it up and looked at it. It was a photo. His eyes became transfixed on the woman in the picture. The woman had long, beautiful hair, which swayed in the wind. Her eyes were soft and gentle, and the white kimono she wore made her frame look angelic. She had a small, graceful smile on her lips as she carried a small baby.
Then there was the other person in the picture. He did not look kind at all. In fact, he looked kind of wild with that hair that jutted and spiked out. It's almost as if he was untamable, a thing of nature. He didn't look kind at all compared to the woman. But he assumed that was the father with the way the man's arms were draped over the pretty lady. Actually, they looked pretty happy.
Suddenly, the boy squinted as he realized something. That man looked very familiar. He scanned the face. He saw that unique grin, those bright eyes, those….
Suddenly, the boy ran out, wanting to tell someone about his newfound information.
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"Grandpa, Grandpa!" The boy yelled as he ran downstairs. Not getting any answer, the boy knocked on the bathroom door, since that's where his grandpa usually was.
"Get out!" Yelled an annoyed woman's voice. The boy quickly apologized and then left out the backdoor to his backyard.
There, he spotted his grandpa who was calmly looking at the Hokage Mountain in his rocking chair, swinging back and forth. He immediately ran over to him, waving the picture wildly.
"Grandpa! Look what I found!"
As the boy ran up to his grandfather, he noticed an odd look on his face. It's almost as if he were ignoring the boy. But that couldn't be it. His grandpa had never been a rude person. Maybe he was just distracted.
"Grandpaaaa…." The boy said, slightly irked. His grandfather seemed to have snapped back to reality as he began looked around.
"Down here grandpa."
"Oh! Sorry, didn't see ya there Akio-kun. Your kinda short for your age." The man laughed jovially as the boy sent him a look of indignation.
"All right, upsie daisy!" The grandfather said as he picked up the boy and placed him on his lap. That's when he noticed the object in the boy's hand.
"What do you have there?" He said as he took it from the boy's hand.
"It's a picture I found when I was playing ninja! That man looks a lot like you grandpa!" The boy said enthusiastically.
Suddenly, the boy noticed his grandpa go quiet as he looked at the picture with great fascination.
"Grandpa?" The boy asked, slightly worried.
The aged man flinched, but gave the boy his trade-mark grin. "Ah… I'm sorry Akio-kun. I was just thinking a bit. This picture sure does bring back memories of when I was younger."
"Oh…" The boy said quietly. After a moment, he decided to ask, "Grandpa, who's the pretty lady in the picture?"
The grandfather looked at the boy, and gave him a sad smile as he replied, "That was your grandmother, Hinata-chan."