KONA-CHAN! I GIVE YOU THE KIBAHINA FAIRYTALE! Hello, the rest of you normal peeps out there! I'm obsessive-elphaba and if you're wondering if you've seen KibaHina from me before - you have! Look for "You Can't Just Un-Love Me!" and have fun. So, as you know I don't own the manga/anime. I'm not Kishimoto-san in disquise. I'm pretty sure I don't have a dick…
Hinata Hyuuga was the most beloved of all the girls in Konoha. A heiress - princess even. All she was ever taught was to choose what would benefit the rich and greedy of the population. Why? For they were the ones that were supposed to support her the most. No one was worried that the poor and even homeless would rebel, for they had no money for weapons nor healthy attackers to support a good bloody battle. There were five different layers of the village, per say. One included the royals and wealthy ones like herself. Then there were the rich and those in powerful positions. The mediocre class was next. Then the farmers; then the homeless. Hinata was to marry the Uchiha prodigy Sasuke Uchiha for her cousin was no longer a heir. He had fallen in love with a farmer of the name TenTen. Just a short while ago, Hinata wouldn't understand how in the world he could do such a thing. Destroy his reputation as such! Now she wasn't quite so sure if he was so insane…
When you are a little girl, you believe everything your mother and father tell you. They tell you school is fun or vegetables are good for you. You never really sit back and ask yourself, "Then how come this doesn't feel quite so right?" Hinata Hyuuga was this way. Her parents told her to never talk to strangers, always say please and thank you, and never speak unless spoken to. These were basic rules for children in royal families.
Then her mother was murdered. The castle was attacked by the farmers and lower citizens of the village demanding more soil for crops. Hinata couldn't remember much of the day other than that it turned her father into a mess of tears. It was then that she was told never to speak to those low life Neanderthals ever again.
It was quite understandable from her childish point of view. They attacked her, so they must be her enemies. That was the rule. It wasn't often that she had to pass through the badlands, but everytime she did, someone would glare at her.
Those glares frightened her. Her pale eyes always seemed to lock with a look of pure hate whenever she looked up. Hinata would look down.
Often after passing, Hinata would sit by the beautiful lake just outside her village and cry. She hadn't done anything to them. Why did they hate her so? Soon this happened more and more often.
Her cousin, Neji, would eventually take her inside and help her change into her night dresses. She'd sit stubbornly still as her older cousin struggled to pull the sleeves through her arms.
"I hate the low lifes," she said after a few weeks of this.
"Not all of them? I expect you'd get along with my future wife," her cousin replied after pulling her shoes off her feet.
"You actually want to marry one of them?" Hinata crinkled her nose, indicating her disgust in what he was saying.
"Yes," he said with a sad look on his face, "I thought you'd understand."
Hinata didn't comment on that, "Who is she?"
"Lovely lady, her parents grow tomatoes mainly. Perhaps you've seen them?"
"I try not to look at them…" Hinata muttered to herself.
"Have a heart, Hinata-chan. They aren't all bad."
Somehow she doubted his words were true. Still, Hinata tried to be more open-hearted about the people. At tea parties she would include them often as such. Her friends seemed not to like them very much as well.
"Sunshine," he spoke very sternly, "is it all true what they say?"
She gulped desperately glancing from her lover to the floor. Spare her life and deny her love? Or die? Either way, he would die, and what would the point of living be without him? Hinata defeatedly hung her head. "Yes, Father…"
Yeah, this first part switches from past to present - but the rest of the chapters won't, just give you an idea of what's going on. LATERS!