BK: So I'm posting the first two stories up and then I'm going to alternate and each one every other week. So this week Association as Causation and Poison Princess will both be up and then from there, I will update each story on different weeks. So one week would be AAC and then the other week would be PP and viceversa.

OKAY. So this story is something I thought of when I first woke up one morning and it's somewhere along the lines of... What if you could never touch the person you loved? And then something like this too: Your very kiss brought death.

ADDED around Chapter 9: Some reviews, one that sneered and the other that I'm pretty sure is the same person, have been saying I should give credit to the Dokuhime manga. It's a lovely manga where the main character is also a poisonous person sent from one kingdom to another in order to kill the king there for imperial reasons. Along the way she meets three handsome princes and they find out about her assassination plan. So they lock her up and now she's in this horrible power struggle and such. I want to say that my story does not follow that plot line, nor will it my characters have much of anything about it. In Naruto, there already was poisonous ninjas and such. And I did wake up one day thinking if someone's kiss brought death, what would it be like? Doesn't that means the person is cursed? How do I make her un-cursed? How many characters do I need? How many chapters? What's the plot? Who's the bad guy? But I did read Dokuhime and I did use little ideas from everything else too. Sometimes you get many inspirations from many things like other mangas, gosh knows I've used plenty from songs and movies like Dracula. But if you look hard enough in any fanfics or published novels, they use many things without reference too. But if it really bothers you Miss Review, then I'd like to credit many of the mangas, movies, songs, and people that I have gotten inspiration from, including your Dokuhime. If you're one of the scanlators, since you know the words of it so well, I'd like to thank you for all your hard work! If you're a dedicated follower of the manga, then look around in my fanfic, I've used a lot of other references to other stuff too. Being nice goes a long way. Flamers only get Booed. So this whole idea was... essentially mine. You'll find a plot none other like it. I hope you enjoy.

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto.

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Sasuke did not just wake up in a bright white room. So when he did, he closed his eyes shut before opening them again, willing to make the vast whiteness go away. But it didn't when he opened his eyes and the looming white wall just stood there mocking him. He knew exactly where he was, he wasn't stupid, he was Sasuke Uchiha for a reason. So why the hell was he in Konoha's Hospital?!

He shot up immediately from his bed and felt the weight of pain on his stomach weigh him down as if someone threw a lead ball at him. He inwardly cursed. Then as his next line of offense, he cast chidori and when he didn't hear the sparks of anger from his hands, he knew something was very wrong.

"You don't have to struggle. That would just make it worst for you."

Sasuke whipped his head to look at the person speaking. The whip of his sudden movement sent his head reeling and he groaned in pain.

"What?" he mumbled.

"Just relax."

He started to register the voice. It sounded familiar. Mature now, since so many years have gone by, but he knew. It was a girl's voice, so it had to be either Sakura or Ino. But as he turned to look at who spoke, it was neither. It was a pale girl with long purplish dark hair. He blinked.

"What?" he slurred He sounded almost stupid. What was happening? Did they drug him? He could barely mutter a single word without getting a head rush.

The blurry image of the girl sat down after dragging the only chair from the room next to his bed. He thought she must have been confident of her skills if she sat next to him. He was the most wanted ninja in the country.

"Naruto used the wind rasengan on you. So all your cells have been damaged thoroughly. You won't be able to do anything except to sleep and eat."

Naruto? Konoha? Wind rasengan? Oh that was right, it was coming all to him now. Naruto forcefully brought him back. It took a team of four to bring him here. And he almost found his brother Itachi when they knocked him out. Where the hell was his team Hebi when he needed them? Oh that's right, he let them go. They were free now.

He decided not to speak, it wasn't like him to anyways. So he concentrated on getting his vision back. He slumped back into the bed and closed his eyes, regenerating some of his strength back.

The girl next to him stood up from his side and opened the window. She must definitely be really confident if she even opened a window. He knew that she wasn't just a nurse or some medic ninja, she was something formidable. They wouldn't let Sasuke Uchiha lie in a bed and expect nothing.

"Hey, what's going to happen to me?"

He opened his eyes and was glad that his eyesight had come back, he was worried that the Sharingan might have decided to take advantage of the moment and just turn him permanently blind.

There was only movement from her as she moved back to the chair next to him.

"You're going to be judged by Konoha's elders."

Oh crud. He needed to find Itachi. He couldn't stay here. But as he lifted his hands, he definitely felt the limpness of his arms and the way he felt dead.

"There was one person that knocked me out before Naruto hit me with his rasengan. Who was it?"

There was silence. She didn't answer, instead she just sat there and lean against the wall looking at him. He turned to see her, if it wasn't Saukra or Ino, who was she?

And then when he finally registered her eyes, he knew automatically. This girl who was in the same room, who opened the window, who sat next to him, who was once weak and small and shy, was Hinata Hyugga.

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It started with Hinata's mother. She was a beautiful lady. Pale skin with dark hair. Her eyes glowed with life and were clear as the bright sun. Her contrasting beauty caused many of the men to love her, yet she loved only one man. Hinata's father.

He was engaged to another woman. A woman in his clan. Hinata's mother was a Hyugga. One on par with Haishi, one with the main clan. Still, she was not the woman that was promised to Haishi, the apple of her bright eyes. Yet, she waited patiently for him to notice her. And with clear, bright eyes as hers, who wouldn't notice the clear love she gave him?

It wasn't until that fateful day when she was finally done waiting. She had dropped in on Haishi as he slept peacefully after having fully bathe and done sparring. She was a quiet ninja, one with stealth and she stole a kiss from him.

That kiss drove her crazy. She yearned for him. But he was a good man. He would not betray the woman he was promised to. And though she clearly noticed the attraction between them as he walked by her and she glanced at him, the desire for each other floating in the air, she did not act upon it until at night where she indulged herself in turmoil from the fact that she could never have him as long as the woman he was promised to was alive.

So she killed her. She planned it. When the lady he was promised to left the premises of the house, one that could have saved her life, to complete a mission, Hinata's mother left too as her protector. She was to keep the future wife of the Hyuggas alive so that she may bear the next successor, but Hinata's mother thought otherwise, she thought that was her right. So she killed her on that mission by providing her a harmless flower with the thorns of hazardous poison.

She came back on that rainy day with thunder hiding her laughter and the rain blending in with her tears. How could she have done something like this just for someone she loved? She had killed her own sister.

And so it was with mixed feelings when she wedded the man she loved: Haishi. She had married him in her sister's stead. And so hopeful she was to have a son that when she had produced only a girl, she was blinded by fury and hatred for her own daughter. And without a thought, she decided to kill her own daughter.

It started with the poisonous blankets and sheets that covered Hinata's crib. Then swashing the baby clothes in water poisoned. Even poison mixed in with the milk that fed her newborn. But tried how hard she could, Hinata still survived. She was a strong baby though constantly sick and weak from her mother's poisoning. Hinata was always pale, always drowsy hanging on the thin line of life and death, but she hung on wanting to love her love-crazy driven mother. Longing for her mother's touch that she never had.

Her mother during this time tried again for another baby boy. One that would replace Hinata whenever she would die of the poison, but she never survived the labor when she borne yet another girl.

Hinata's father was sent into a despair when Hinata's mother died. He swore never to marry again. That he would train his two daughters to be proud Hyuggas in the dear memory of his beloved wife. But when he tried to train Hinata as she grew up, he only grew sick. Yet he continued to try and when he noticed the three year old Hinata eating the leaves of poisonous tomatoes, he nearly died.

He was bedridden for days. But on the day he first opened his eyes again, there stood Hinata. Alive and well, smiling at her father who couldn't touch her without becoming sick, and then it dawned onto him: his daughter was immune to poison. His daughter herself was poison. He was sick every time he touched her to pat her head or to hug his little daughter. And the poison that killed his wife was the poison that resided in Hinata.

He never knew that his wife tried to kill his own first born child. Only that she killed her own mother in a twisted irony. His wife had killed herself and he didn't even know.

But that only made him love Hinata more. She was untouchable due to her poison so he ordered the Hyugga household never to touch her deeming her fragile and it spread throughout town that Haishi's daughter, the first born, would never hold the title of the Head Leader. But in his plan to defend her from killing anyone and to keep her safe and receive love from people, she was isolated and friendless. Growing up, she was shy and meek. Distant and modest. She never once upped her little sister Hanabi. So it was decided that she would never become the head of the Hyuggas as the days continued and years flew by.

Hinata had immense potential. But sparring with her to train her as she matured would only endanger her family and her father who was her trainer. He taught her everything he knew. And by a young age, she had learned all the Hyugga secrets of close hand combat. However she was not a master because she could never hit an actual target that was a person in their spars. So Hanabi, who was so unlike her, began to shine and Hinata grew immune to it.

Her father had provided her with bandages and thick clothing. She grew more poisonous throughout the years and soon, even Hinata's touch, were it wet, could kill a person in mere amount of hours. And as she finally mastered the last Hyugga form in the forest, killing the trees around her with poison and rusting the metal of the training poles, her father finally told her the truth.

She was poisonous. That her touch, her tears, even her kiss could kill a person.

And because she was a loved child, one who grew up treated as a meek and fragile person, she understood the measures her father took and told him that she loved him. That if she could, she would have hugged him.

She would use this ungodly power to protect the Hyugga name, to protect Konoha, and to protect herself because she herself was scared to use it as anything else but to protect.

Her father smiled at her and with a gloved hand, he patted her head.

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BK: And that's it! Next coming up, I hope you're all excited.