"The Demise"
Summary: "To be silent and indifferent is the greatest sin…" She said, looking towards the trembling girl before her. "I think that anyone should be forgiven for their sins, hmm?" SasuHina, InoNaru, and other pairings.
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Chapter 1: The power-hungry tyrant and the swordress
"Hinata! Hinata!" Hinata looked up from the book she was currently reading, to let her eyes settle upon a girl with pink hair. She had jade green eyes, and a wide grin. They were currently at Karate school, and it was break. Hinata hated karate, and much preferred becoming a doctor, or ending someone else's life more… quickly then with battery.
Of course, her clan didn't believe that.
The Hyuga clan was a royal clan caught within the clan wars, mainly consisting of the small but strong Uchiha clan, the Hyuga clan, and the many lower-of-status clans. Hinata was in a difficult situation, currently, as one of her clan's rival clan's daughters, Sakura Haruno, also came to the same Karate school as herself. And the girl made it a point to tease the silent Hyuga, and bully her.
"We're graduating tomorrow, but your not training? How pathetic!" The pink haired girl said haughtily, flipping her long pink hair. She thought she was all that, as she was being married to 16-year-old Sasuke Uchiha in the future, when they were of marrying age. It was all some contract between the Haruno's, who were currently on the brink of being out of the clan war due to their lack of strength strategically, and the Strongest clan whom was fighting with the Hyuga for the right to be called most powerful Uchiha.
Sakura was their prodigy.
She was a master obviously at the art of seducement, and had a brute punch when angered. She was also the smartest to ever come out of the clan, and most beautiful daughter of the head, Matsuda Haruno, her father. It was no wonder the Uchiha would seemingly accept the proposal of an alliance through a marriage with the Haruno's pride and joy.
"Don't look down upon other's, Haruno-san…" Hinata mumbled, looking half at her book, half at the girl before her.
Hinata was the opposite.
Hinata was considered the underdog of the Hyuga, even though she was the heiress. All the elders expected Hiashi to give the title to the much more brutal Hanabi, Hinata's younger sibling of 5 years. Hinata had indigo colored hair she kept long, to about the bottom of her back and pale lavender eyes. Her skin was pale, and she always hid her figure under sweatshirts and baggy clothes.
Hinata was the definition of wallflower.
She always shyed away, and was never out-rightly spoken. The only reason why she didn't excel in Karate was because of her love of medicine and the ancient Healing methods that she inherited from her mother. She could never see herself murdering someone brutally by collapsing their throat or beating them til they bled to death, like what so normally happens during the clan wars.
In fact, the first battle that she was dragged in to with her father when she was 12, she spent most of her time healing the innocent by-standers who were carelessly injured by the Inuzuka clan, one of the Hyuga's best and oldest allies besides the Aburame clan. Hinata dearly valued the heirs to the clans, Kiba Inuzuka and Shino Aburame, as her closest friends.
"Oh, shut up, Hyuga." Sakura said with so much contempt, Hinata almost dropped her book. "We all know your no good at fighting, the only thing special about you is your powers that you got from your mom to heal any wound, and bring people to life if they've been dead less than 10 minutes." Sakura said, as if she envied Hinata.
"You got talent from being born in to a higher clan! I had to work hard!" She declared loudly, purposely drawing the attention of others. "How else would I have been top of the class?" Sakura said, pulling her fist back, before it was caught by a hand, and squeezed painfully, making Sakura yelp in surprise.
"Don't touch Lady Hinata, you pink freak." The intruder growled, and Hinata identified the person as her older cousin, Neji Hyuga. He was protective of her, and was her exact opposite also.
The Hyuga prodigy.
He was everything her father wished she was, and more. He was strong, charismatic, and polite when need be. Not Gentle, withdrawn, and polite no matter what. He had long brown hair, and dead white eyes. He reminded her of her father so much, except the bandage he wore around his forehead to hide the burned-in designs he received from a Akimichi in a battle.
They called it a 'caged bird seal'.
It apparently marked that they were going to kill him in the near future, and it was a humiliation to bear it, as the Akimichi were normally peaceful. They were most hostile with the Hyuga. Ever since Neji got the mark, her father's been nothing but cross with him, treating Neji like he was a… servant.
"Aw, coming to save poor wittle Hinata again?" Sakura spat, jumping back from him, and moving her hand, most likely to make sure it wasn't broken or sprained. "Ah! This is gonna bruise so badly!" Sakura screeched, bringing the afflicted hand up to her eye-sight, and then glaring at Hinata.
"Heal it, bitch! I'm going to see my Sasuke-kun tomorrow, and I don't want him to worry about me!" Sakura yelled in anger. Neji seemed ready to pounce on the girl, put Hinata stood up, putting her book away, and walking over to Sakura, taking her hand gently in her own, and Sakura felt warmth envelope her hand, and saw a glowing blue light coming from Hinata's hand and seeping in to her own.
Sakura instantly saw the spot bruise quickly, and was about to go mad, but then the bruise faded, and Sakura felt no pain. "But… why'd it bruise before it healed?" Sakura questioned, as she violently ripped her hand out of Hinata's. "It would have been easier to just speed up the recovery." Hinata mumbled, then starting to walk away, Neji following suit.
"Besides, it's impossible to heal a bruise." Hinata said, aloud, as she left, Sakura looked as if she was shocked. 'All I give you is hell… and you still help me…?' Sakura thought silently, while going to wash up before going home.
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Hinata sat in her room, looking at the portrait of her mother. She seemed so happy, a wide smile on her, and the woman whom installed in Hinata the need to protect, not destroy.
"Hinata-chan! You got my powers, huh? Well, I guess your destined to protect your little sister and cousin!"
That was when her mother was still pregnant, she died giving birth. "Mom… dad wants me to succeed the clan, which is bent on war and havoc, but it's against my beliefs… what would you do in this situation?" Hinata voiced out with a sigh. "Talking to mom, again?"
Hinata turned to see Hanabi there, in her 11-year-old glory. She was a spitting image of their father, while Hinata greatly resembled the lady in the picture. Hanabi was generally more care-free then her father, though, so she wasn't hopelessly serious and dubbing people inferior everyday.
Hanabi sat next to Hinata on the couch, sprawling out, and kicking her feet on to the coffee table. It was obvious Hanabi worked hard in her karate class, she always does, so their father permits her to lounge about like so. Hinata… well, let's say Hinata is blowing off helping the maids to stare at a picture. Very responsible.
"If you won't make a good heiress, you will make a good housewife someday!" The elders declared when she was 12, and she's been working with the maids everyday since then. Hinata hated the idea of being a housewife… but didn't completely loathe it either. It meant she wouldn't have to hurt anyone, unless forced to by a burglar or something of the sort.
She hated the prospect of having to be dependant on someone else to pay the bills, while she did nothing but cook, clean, and watch soap opera's like the elders clearly thought a housewife was suppose to do, heck, even their wives do all that, every day, 365 days of the year! They were so boring!
"How's swording going?" Hanabi grumbled, and Hinata twitched. Hanabi had a bad knack for bad grammar and using made up words… Hinata felt like her brain would explode every time she talked to her. "Fine, I suppose." Hinata mumbled.
"Hinata-chan! If you every need to end someone's life, use this!" Hinata's mom said, handing hinata a sword with a red hilt. Hinata looked at the sharp object.
"But, mommy, you told me never to hurt anyone…" The 4-year-old said worriedly, looking up at her mother, whom smiled at her obviously confused face.
"There may be sometimes when someone threatens the life of the ones you love, and something must be done to protect your loved one. Hinata, I'll teach you to be a swordress, but you must swear to use it only to protect the innocent and the ones you love." Hinata mom said, with a serious face.
"I… promise, mommy! I'll always use it to protect daddy, mommy, and Neji-niisan!" Hinata chimed happily, and the woman smiled wearily. "Okay, well…"
"…You haven't been practicing lately." Hanabi whispered, as Hinata looked her way. "Does it have something to do…?" "No, nothing of that, Hanabi. I just don't want dad finding out, you know he thinks any form of weaponry is showing mercy upon an enemy."
Hanabi sighed, throwing her head back in obvious dismay. "Every god-damn clan thinks that now-a-days!" Hanagbi complained. "Don't swear, Hanabi, it isn't befitting of a heir." Hanabi seemed to freeze up at the thought of that… heir, who was gonna be heir? Their father hadn't chosen yet, though it was apparent the elders wanted Hanabi as heir, but it seemed Hiashi was…. Reluctant.
"I'm… heading to bed." Hinata said, standing up, realizing what a pressing matter she brought up. And she did head to bed, and slept lightly, and dreamlessly.
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".." A black-cloaked figure entered silently through the window, his eyes looking Hinata over once, twice, 3 times. Yes, this was her, the heiress to the Hyuga name. She looked like a frail thing, hardly worth the name of 'heiress', but this was it, he was sure of it. The so-called 'cleric' girl of sorts in karate class with his fiancé.
"Hm… asleep so early? Are they sure she's 16, not 8 or 50?" He mumbled to himself. He came early, around 9, to see if this girl could make a great struggle. He assumed not, since word on the street had been that the Hyuga were disgraced by the girl, of which was a pacifist.
"Hurry up, Sasuke-kun! This girl is hardly worth our time!" He hushed his accomplice, as he turned back to the girl, and touched her face gentle. Her skin was smooth, and soft. "Wake up." He said, pressing lightly on her, and he saw her eyes snap open, openly looking at him sharply, as if she'd known he was there.
"Hm… who are you?" She whispered, her hand secretly gripping on the hilt of the sword she kept hidden within the mattress of her bed. Sasuke easily sensed her clinging to the weapon in freight of him. It made him smirk. 'Maybe she's not as much of a failure as she is believed to be… if she can use that sword…'
"That's none of your concern, Hyuga-san." He said mono-tone. He figured he'd honor her with calling her his equal… for now. She seemed somehow dead, as if she was not completely there and her mind flitted to other places as they talked with one another. "Then what's your business here?" She asked coldly.
Sasuke dragged his hand away from her face, and brought his hands to her body, lifting her up as if she was weightless. "Ah!" Hinata squeaked lightly, the sword coming with her and barely scraped Sasuke, whom took care and caught the hand gripping the sword, grasping the hilt and her hand.
"I'm here for you."
Hinata gulped, trying in vain to wrench her hand away from his, and all he did was twist her hand painfully, making her drop the sword in surprise, and he caught it. "Now, don't flail things around carelessly, hime." Sasuke said mockingly to Hinata, handing the sword to Sakura, whom admired the simple yet intricate work for a bit.
"Want me to destroy it, Sasuke-kun?"
Sasuke observed the horrified look that crossed Hinata's face at the mention of the sword's demise. "What's wrong, hime, something brothers you?" He said, Hinata could sense the deadly aura radiating off of Sakura, and the playful one that radiated from Sasuke. "P-Please don't do anything to it!" Hinata said, in a normal volume.
"It's the only thing that my mother gave me directly before she died!"
This seemed to perk up Sakura's interests, as she smirked. "All the more reason to destroy it, hmm, Sasuke-kun?" Sakura said evily, Hinata cringed as she heard the sound of metal snapping quietly in the air. "No, Sakura, stop." The cracking sounds stopped, and Sakura to frown.
"It's already cracked, Sakura-kun, why keep around a broken sword now?" Sakura said, as Sasuke seemed to glare over to her. "Well, I was gonna say no earlier, and now you've broken my orders." Sakura seemed to cringe, gingerly taking the sword and sheathing it in the sheathe she found after looking under Hinata's bed, strapping it to her side.
"Come." Sasuke said, jumping out the window, and Hinata grasping him tightly. If only they all knew what was ahead for them.
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Well, I supposed I should explain the time period, as it is essential to the story's understandment. It is before the time of ninjas, and such things as warriors and clerics are dieing out, and because of this the many nations have been thrown in to distress. As a result of this, the almighty 'clan wars' has started, and it is one of the bloodiest wars to date.
The clan wars pitted family against family, in an effort to take over the world. Families that were friends were thrown in to war, and most of the time both families were badly crippled by this, one of that clans usually dieing out at the hands of the other.
All of the smaller weaker clans were weeded out, and only the stronger and purer clans lasted, whether on solely their own strength or allies. The Hyuga and Uchiha were the main forces fighting, with many allies. The clans sided with the Hyuga was the Aburame, the Inuzuka, and the Sabaku. The major clans sided with the Uchiha were the Haruno, the one-manned Uzumaki, the Yamanaka, and the Akimichi.
Well, review.