Prologue
*slam* She slammed the huge oak and ivory encrusted door that signified this was a rich home. Running down the cold, wet steps in the pouring rain, she couldn't take it, nor believe it. She quickly jumped over the ice cold iron gate at the main entrance of the compound, in a frenzy trying to find clarity, she slipped and fell into a puddle, face first as she landed. I guess this symbolized her struggle. She groaned and looked quickly over her shoulder in fear, to make sure that no one had followed her or was watching.
She gasped and her eyes widened in fear as her gaze rested upon the cold, heartless, and emotionless figure of her father standing in the doorway. She could already feel his disapproving and hate-filled gaze all the way from where she was.
The rain, no matter how hard it poured, it carried his gun shots of words all the way to her. "You... You are never to set foot in this house again... You do not belong here, nor do you deserve it. You are too weak... and you are not needed... or wanted." Her father said in an ice cold voice... it found the way through her to her heart like a dagger and stabbed her repeatedly. He slowly turned around and closed the door with a light slam.
She still sat there, her face in a muddy puddle, in the pouring rain where she had fallen. Her eyes soon widened, showing the emotions of shock and betrayal as the silent, streaming tears finally made their way to the surface. No one would know of her silent sobs as her midnight blue (now almost black from the rain) hair was covering half of her face, and then again, there was the rain. Although, you could probably feel her faint, hurt filed whisper of "Why...?" throughout the entire village.
She slowly got up again, and started running without direction or purpose down the water-hazard studded road, not caring where or how she was going...as long as it was away from that hell hole that she had once called 'home'. She ran and ran, not caring that the wind was chilling her already cold form to the bone or that she was soaking wet.
She did not want to know where she was going.
Through her tear filled eyes that caused her already shaken world to blur into blues, blacks, grays and browns... she could tell that even by looking down, no one was stupid enough to be out in this horrid weather.
That's when she ran into him...
After what had seemed like hours of running, her small, cold and wet frame started to slow, but as she did, her already throbbing head ran into something... or someone... She groaned slightly and tilted her spinning head upward as she rubbed it in slight pain. What she saw was the color that she had not seen, in what seemed like a life time.
It was the color that lifted her soul and brought back her long gone flittering heartbeat throughout her body and made her feel whole... as if the world didn't hate her, and that there was nothing wrong...
What she saw was a head of spikey. Golden hair...
Her one ray of light...
AN: Okay, hope you liked it! I got this idea when I was taking out the trash in the pouring rain, and I just felt like running... then I got in a fight with my mom... and I was thinking and thinking and this got farted out of my brain... oh, and if you can't already tell, the girl is Hinata...
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