This is a Fic based on the short scene by Silent Magi called Dead White Eyes and it's sequels. It will be dark and people will change. Or they will die. Simple as that Enjoy. R&R
Control. That is what everything was about. You were either in control, or being controlled. Hinata understood this very well. After all she had been playing this game for most her life.
She was always seen as the weak heiress. People sought to take control of her. The kumo nin who kidnapped her when she was three years old tried it. He took her from her crib in the middle of the night after pretending to be a diplomat. He would have succeeded in taking her away to be used for breeding in Kumo if it wasn't for her father saving her. She had been helpless them to do anything. Small, frightened, and carried by a man with a lot of experience. But that wasn't the worst time of control loss.
Years later her own family turned on her shortly after her mother died giving birth to her baby sister. That was when things got really hard. Her father got colder and attempted to literally beat Hyuuga morals into her. Tried to turn her into the perfect Hyuuga and get away from the 'weakness' she portrayed. The elders attempted again and again to get her branded with that accursed caged bird seal so they could have a better hold over her, and prevent any changes she would even think of bringing forth.
Then there was her beloved cousin who attempted to tear her down because his own father was sacrificed to keep hers alive. He blamed her for being unable to fight off a Kumo jounin at THREE! He was so blinded by his rage he didn't see what Hinata did. That even if she did stop the man from taking her, even killed him; the Raikage would have used the same tactic and the same outcome would happen. But of seeing this, and the fact that Hinata wanted to be there for him and was feeling just as sad about, he instead chose to be like everyone else and damn her for things outside of her control.
Then there was her little sister Hanabi. She was probably the worst blow. Her baby sister was raised from the get go to be against her. To be what everyone wanted. She was the perfect little Hyuuga, and sneered and insulted Hinata for being 'weak' and 'disgraceful'. She was constantly put in matches against Hanabi to show who was indeed superior. She was given the cruel choice of either hurting her sister or being down casted. But while she was burdened by this choice her sister was not. It was the final straw.
There can only be so many cracks in a structure before it crumbles down to dust. And after another failed spar with Hanabi, her mind did just that. However, all that dust and rubble became the foundation for a much stronger structure. She became a Hinata that could take all that abuse and make it into strength; one that could and would wrest the control from the grasp of those who tried to take it from her.
Everyone tried to take away her control. To control her and what she would be. She decided to let them think they succeeded. She CHOSE to appear as they wanted her to be. She PRETENDED to be the weak heiress they had attempted to create. She was timid, shy, and kindhearted in front of everyone, from her father and the elders to the average citizen on the street. That was her mask. That was her choice. And through it that was how she controlled them all. Made them dance to her tune.
When she lost to her sister, they left her be in disgrace letting her train herself in secret. When her father trained her by beating the shit out of her with her cousin's help it built up her endurance and pain tolerance. By being timid and scared people attempted to comfort her and protect her giving her several more pawns to play with. Acting shy and reserved made others forget or ignore her presence letting her hear and see more than others thought she ever could. By doing all this every minute of the day she prevented anyone from looking underneath the underneath.
It was all too easy really. No one saw through her. No one tried really. They were unable to see the terrible darkness that hid beneath the beautiful light that she casted, her calculating eyes that judged a person's worth, the hunger in her soul to both learn all that was before her and to seek vengeance on those that did her wrong, and the strength in her limbs and the flexibility in her movements. They were all blind to these things and more. Well not all of them. There was one person who saw through it all. One man who helped her with her rouses simply because he was playing the same game. He was doing it for different reasons of course, but the same game regardless. She was glad to have him. He had proved to be a worthy ally.
Most of her life she gave the illusion of losing control in order to gain it. However she knew of someone else whose life was just the opposite. Naruto Uzumaki's life was all about losing control by gaining the illusion of it. She watched as he scrounged, faked, and dragged himself through every day. How very few treated him right or with kindness, and even fewer did it with real kindness in their hearts. Saw as he attempted to take control of his life only to do exactly what others wanted him to do. To be as they wanted him to be. She watched him beg for attention with his every action and heard of his exploits that changed the hearts of minds of many.
Well the ones that weren't from the Village Hidden in the Leaves anyway.
This boy who protected her when she was five before her mask was in place. She was forced to not help him then even as a small crush grew. Now it was Naruto himself that stopped her from helping him simply by being himself and not asking for help, or even noticing that she was there. She could tell he wasn't as stupid as he acted, but he had no other way to act. All he could do was what he always did. He was blind to things around him. Things that could make his life better simply because he had no idea they could even be there. Things like her feelings for him. She didn't exactly hide it. She blushed and fainted and stuttered around him. Actions that usually made a boy putty in a girl's hands. Yet he was oblivious to her and her advances. It was both frustrating and endearing. He was so innocent despite what life and the village did to him.
It was that same innocence that made him help others and befriend all he could. To keep promises no matter the odds. And it was that innocence that was destroying him right this moment.
It was only last week that one Sasuke Uchiha ran off to join the traitor Orochimaru. Naruto had been part of a recovery team to retrieve the rogue Uchiha. It was he who fought his 'best friend' in the valley of the end. He was trying to bring in his friend alive. Sasuke was trying to kill Naruto. Sasuke won and ran off leaving behind a blonde that was in critical condition and heartbroken having been unable to keep the promise he made to Sakura the pink haired banshee that was teamed up with the two boys. Naruto was brought back to the village and healed by the Hokage Tsunade Senju who was like a grandmother to the blonde. Hinata knew all this. She had seen or heard it about it. She knew it was eating at the very heart and soul of her whiskered crush. A promise he couldn't keep but would strive to do so, one he shouldn't HAVE to keep. It was about time he was given control of his life. And she would be the one to do that. She would make him see. And then he would be hers. And they would be happy together with NO ONE being able to stand in their way.
She had to get some people out of the way first, and she knew just how to do it.