Disclaimer I don't own Naruto or the fanfic "For The Good of the Village Wave Arc"

This is a companion fic for "For The Good of the Village Wave Arc" by MistressWinowyll you see whenever I read a story I always try putting myself in to the characters shoes and see their point of view, well I did that a lot in this series so I got permission to write this fic.

The fic is set after the events of the Wave Arc of For the Good of the Village, so if you haven't read it you may not understand, you can find links on my profile its like the first one under my recommendations section.

Naruto and Hinata are thinking back on their adventures and how they felt about each other. The fic will focus on showing Naruto and Hinata POV and what they felt during "For The Good of the Village Wave Arc"

This fic is unusual style since it is set in first person explaining what they experienced in past tense, so if it feels weird please don't hate me for it.

Next I am uploading them one chapter for Naruto and another for Hinata. Also can any fans of the series please review and tell me if you think I got Naruto and Hinata portrayed right from For the Good of the Village.

Final message I am new to writing stories and this fic is mostly a side project of how I think Naruto and Hinata felt, it won't be my main concern since I have another fic I am writing but I will try and update as much as I can.

Hinata Diaries of Wave

Part 1

Set in Chapter 1 For The Good of the Village Wave Arc

I was alone, seen as failure by all, my family, father, and sister they all hated me the failure of an heiress, the shame of the clan and I thought they were right. I believed their words and truly thought I was a failure I wanted to run, to flee to escape. But then you came and since that day you inspired me, showed me the way, I always gave up and took the wrong path but you showed me right path, one that I didn't walk down in fear and shame but one I walked down with pride.

Your smile saved me and since then as I watched you struggle a fate far worse than mine, I learned to be strong, I admired you and eventually I wanted to walk beside you.

But it never happened, though you made me stronger and gave me courage; but I could never take the final step and help you like you helped me. That is until then I heard your voice and wanted to hear more, the voice that never failed to make me laugh the voice that always made me smile. I got closer and closer and stumbled through the door, giggling at your silly antics.

I stared into your deep blue eyes a perfect mix of light and dark, trapped in your gaze, to me your eyes more beautiful than sapphire, no more beautiful than anything else. But it wasn't just your eyes it was what they showed, they call the eyes the door to the soul and that was what I thought was most beautiful. The reason why you were so beautiful to me was because in eyes I saw the saddens and suffering you've been through, but in the darkness a light shown full of so much strength, so much courage and so much willingness to give and care.

I admire you, because you stayed so bright in the darkness, and as I looked into your eyes I remembered when I first met you. You saved me when I was unable to fight, NO! When I was unwilling to fight, I took the bullies abuse and apologised, not just for the ice cream I spilled back then, but for everything. I blamed myself for everything, my loving mother's death, the lost of my father's love, the loss of my little sister, the loss of my uncle and filling my brother's soul with hate.

I blamed myself for all of it I believed I deserved to suffer and accepted my fate. But then you came you draw their wrath, you turned their attention from me a stranger to you. You stood there young and sprightly, bold and unafraid as you told them to leave me alone.

I couldn't believe what I saw back then the person I was told to avoid at all cost, the one who I was told was beneath me and would only cause me trouble.

You protected me, defended me and fought for me when I wouldn't even fight for myself. When they attacked and hurt you, you didn't back down, you stood back up and accepted their challenge. You failed to make a bushin and even though they laughed at you, despite your failure you still charged and fought to protect me. You were outnumbered three to one and still fought to protect me, I could have helped I was stronger and more skilled than them, but I just watched as you were beaten and bloodied like the failure I was. I watched as they took pleasure in your pain, and I didn't do anything to save the young boy, no man that put himself in harm's way for me.

As my guardian arrived, I was pulled back, I tried to protest, wanting to help the boy who saved me, using more strength than I ever had. But I was dragged despite my attempts and watched as we left you there that day to your fate. But it wasn't because I was forced I could have done more than I could of ran to you and helped despite what he said, but I didn't because I was a coward scared to upset a family that cares less for me than a total stranger did.

I continued to watch as you stumble through the village and in a lonely life of mischief and antics, as you took their jeers, their taunts and their accusations. I saw the one thing they didn't that you were indomitable, that you will not be torn down, that you will show them you existed, that you were alive and you mattered.

I watched in awe at how little you had, how despite being worse off than I could ever be, you easily showed so much pride and your ability to want to protect those who only mocked you and caused you pain.

I admired you and was able to get through my own life thanks to you, because you who were dealt a fate far hard then mine never gave up. Over the years I watched your pranks and how you annoyed the teachers leaving a legacy of laughter, but I knew the truth they were to show a point, that you needed to be recognised. Because the claims you made weren't just that, I believe in the bottom of my heart that you will one day be the one who protects them as they sleep that you will achieve your dream and be the Hokage.

As I came back to the present I felt like I was being cruelly jested upon by some deity, for giving me such a weak heart and even weaker sprite, because even all these years I couldn't even talk to you then approach you and thank you for that day. I couldn't let you know how much I like you.

You offered me a hand with an earnest and warm toothy smile, I cursed as my world faded to black then, because still till that day, despite my desperation to talk to you to reach out to you and be your friend I still couldn't stay conscious in your presence.

But unlike the times before this will be the turning point and thanks to that twist of fate I will finally be able to tell you how I really feel. And stand by your side and be there for you like you were for me Naruto-Kun.

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