Notes: This will be pretty much just a collection of one shots from Hanabi's point of view of her sister, Hinata. Just a little something to stave off the writer's block, so it will be updated randomly. I got my inspiration from the book Kira-Kira by Cynthia Kadohata. GREAT book! If you have not read it, please do! This style of writing is a little different than what I normally do, and since it is told from Hanabi's point of view (Who is...what? Seven?), it is a little childish. Oh well! I hope you enjoy this one.

Disclaimer: I do NOT own Naruto or any of the characters in it. Shoot!

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As long as I could remember, my nee-chan had always been there for me. She was my pillar of strength, my teacher, and so many other things to me. I always wanted to tell her that, it was my deepest wish to tell my nee-chan just how much she meant to me – I knew she felt underappreciated – but, like my otosan, I was never good with emotions.

My nee-chan was very fragile, physically and mentally. But she was also very, very strong; because she tried to hide the fact she was so fragile. She didn't like to have people worry about her, it made her feel even weaker, and so I never told her that I worried for her. I didn't like to get her upset. Besides, I didn't know how I would tell her.

Even though she doesn't like having others be concerned about her, my nee-chan always worries about everybody else, including myself. She often gets hurt that way, too. When people refuse her help, it makes her sad, and she's gloomy for the rest of the day. I didn't want to be one to hurt her, so one day I told her that.

"Onee-san," I said as we sat together on a bench by the outside training field. We had just spared off, and I had faked an injury so we could take a break for a while. My nee-chan had gotten tired and needed to tend to her wounds. She looked at me quizzically, surprised I was speaking to her, then smiled softly and laid down her onigiri in her bento box. It made me happy to see her smile. She rarely did anymore. Plus, it boosted my confidence because I would give her one more reason to smile after I told her what I wanted to say. Without another weight on her shoulder, she would be able to smile more often.

"Yes?" she asked.

"You don't need to worry about me. I can take care of myself." I said, and applauded myself for doing so. I expected her to say 'thank you' or something like that, but she didn't.

She looked shocked, but only for a fleeting second, I wasn't sure if I had imagined it or not. Then she frowned sadly, stood dejectedly, and muttered "Okay". From the tone of her voice, I could tell she was about to cry. She left her lunch on the bench and walked quickly off into the shower house. What did I do wrong? Could I have really said something that would make her that upset? Was it how I said it? I wanted to call her back, to explain to her what I meant, but didn't. I felt like a monster for making her upset like that. I cursed myself, stood up brusquely and walked straight to my room with out washing first, concocting plans to say sorry should I ever hurt her again.

My nee-chan came down to dinner that night, despite her feelings. She sat in her usual seat. I sat as far away from her as I could get. I think that hurt her even more.

I never did say sorry for hurting her that day, and I do regret it deeply. I didn't like being responsible for bringing even more pain into my nee-chan's life when she had so much in it already. Yet the one time I try to take away some pain, I hurt her. I know I'm so much more of a failure than she is. I wish I could have been kinder to her, been her friend, like we used to be when we were children. I should be thanking her for her help in teaching me (even though she doesn't know she does), not harming her. I should say sorry for that, too. But I'm not sure I can.

Like my father, I was never really good with emotions.

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