Disclaimer: I don't own Aburame Shino OR Hyuuga Hinata, or the world Shinji is in but I DO own Shinji..all mine BUAHHAAAA! All praise goes to Masashi Kishimoto-sama mkkk..

AN: Okay, um. I love the Aburame clan. I love Shino/Hinata even more... Okay so basically this story idea came to me because of a doodle i did during work. I doodled what i think a boy made by Shino and Hinata would look like and this little bit came to my head and i decided to post it on here. If you want to see the picture that inspired this go to my homepage link in my profile, go to my gallery and the pic is called "Aburame Lament".

i'd love to hear comments!!

Also, I'd like to know if anyone is interested in reading more of this story...

An eight year-old boy stood at the top of the tallest hill encircling the Aburame compound. Silent tears streaming down his usually joyous face mingled with the rain that covered Konoha since the night before. Not knowing how to feel, he punched the tree beside him bruising his tiny knuckle.

'How could they?!' he thought angrily. 'How could they do this to him!? Didn't they love him? Didn't they see that he didn't want to be like the others?!'

Flashback to earlier that day

"Shinji, don't do this..." Aburame Shino pleaded with his newly-turned eight year-old son.

"But father...WHY do I have to have the hive put inside me? Why can't I just specialize in the Byakuugan? It's just as good…" Shinji tried to reason with his usual whiny tone.

Shino fixed his glasses and sighed like he usually did when he was on the verge of frustration,

"You know why. It was very important for my father, for YOUR grandfather that even though you inherited your mother's kekkei genkai, you would carry on the Aburame ways. In normal circumstances, I would've obliged with you, but it's bigger than that Shinji…this is for my fa-"

"But people won't like ME!...you think I don't notice but I DO! The way people look at us, the way they make noises and faces when they find out we use…BUGS!...I…I don't want that. I want to have friends…"

Shino stared at his only son with wide eyes, praying that he had enough strength to hold back the slap he wanted to give Shinji at that moment.

Sensing some type of distress, like an inner alarm, Hinata walked into the living room where father and son were having a staring match and sighed. There was something going on and that only meant one thing, she was going to have one of those nights where she slept with her son in his room holding him until his sobs subsided. It was times like these, she wished Shino would try not seeming like that bad guy all the time.

Shinji glanced sideways to his mother and suddenly bolted passed her and out the door into the rain. Hinata would have gone after him if it wasn't for Shino holding her back.

"Leave him be. He may hate me now, but one day he'll thank me."

Hinata just sighed and looked out the window, worrying like the mother of an only-child she was.

The Present

'...why?... I never even met my grandfather, why should I care if he wanted my life to be miserable… Tschh'

He stood there in the rain letting it pour on him. He liked it. He was one of the few Aburame who actually did. Then he saw him. The one he always went to for comfort when everyone else failed him.

"Oi! Akamaru!! Wait up!"

'He will understand…he always felt more comfortable around him and Kiba-san anyway…'

AN: Ooooooh… I wonder why that is..?... if you wanna know…comment and let me know..