Full Summary: Her name is Uchiha Hinata. She was told her parents died in an auto accident. Her Mother's dying wish was that Uchiha Madara adopt Hinata. He did just that and ever since she's been treated as if she were the very blood of Madara. Her life is what her Mother wished for her to have. Until she learns the truth. The dark truth that brings her falling to the point where reality and fantasy start to clash. Not able to decipher what is and isn't real, the young girl starts scrambling for some control over her life. Her perfectly concealed mask begins to crack, she gets into fights, falls from the top of her class. She becomes distant from her friends. When an criminal organization offers her a place in their world, she gladly accepts. It can either be seen as a good or a bad thing. Hinata feels like she's in control for the first time in over a year. But at what cost?
Authors Note: This is a rewrite of Lavender Dream with plot changes. It has a different twist to it. I hope you all enjoy it. Things may seem confusing at first but it will all become clear as it goes on.
Warning: Do not read if you cannot handle adult situations and everything that would entail.
Chapter 1: How it Began
He found her laying in a growing pool of crimson liquid. The very liquid needed to sustain her life. Her eyes were hazed over, barely audible mumblings slipping from her pale lips. Those eyes had once been filled with life, now they mirror the very image of death. Deep jagged cuts run down the length of her forearm to her wrist. Her hand loosely grasps onto a stained dagger.
Her sight, blurred from the heroine, barely makes out the form of the man pulling her into his arms. She can hear his grief stricken voice, but can't decipher what he's trying to say to her. From the sound of his voice, she recognizes who the male is. A sad smile pulls into place. The dagger falls from her grasp. Metal ringing on the stone flooring fills the small cave-like vicinity. With little strength, she places her right hand onto the man's cheek.
Pulling back, he looks at her with reddened eyes. Too many emotions flashing in those obsidian eyes to be deciphered. He speaks to her, but she doesn't hear him. Her senses had been compromised by the lethal dosage she'd injected into her body. Thinking she can hear her name being said, she tries to give him a reassuring smile. This doesn't have the effect that she had wanted. So instead, she gives him a message instead.
With what strength she has left, she whispers to him. "Sorry I-Ita-k-kun.."
Darkness starts to pull her in. Before she loses complete consciousness, she feels warm drops of liquid on her cheeks.
Panic overwhelms the man, which he pushes away with a sheer force to let logic and rationalism take over. Laying the female's unconscious body gently down, he pulls out his phone. Dialing 911, he tells the operator what must be said. An ambulance comes five minutes later. Not being let into the ambulance, he watches them drive off.
*o*
"Do you understand why you're here?"
Disinterested lavender eyes glance over at the blonde woman sitting in the room. Taking note of the woman's determined expression, she looks down at her arms. Bandages wrap from her wrist up to her elbows. Hiding the jagged scars running the length of her under arms. Forever will they be a reminder of her failed attempt of ending the pain. Feeling her stomach tighten, her eyes close. If she wasn't feeling pain, a numbness would take its place. She deserved the pain. The numbness was welcome though.
Opening her eyes, her gaze returns to the woman who had moved next to her. Concern clear in her green eyes. That concern was answered by a void stare.
"Ms. Uchiha, I know you must be in deep emotional turmoil, but you must stop with this behavior. It is neither healthy nor productive. If anything, it is making your mental health worse. If you want to be released then you must cooperate with myself and your other assigned staff members."
The woman sighs when her patient turns away to face the window. She walks out of the room. When the door clicks shut, the girl gets off her bed and walks to the sealed window. It was locked for obvious reasons. Pressing her forehead to the glass, she glances down towards the park located next to the building. Her eyes fall onto an elderly couple sitting on a bench, holding hands in front of a fountain.
Pain floods throughout her body, tightening and pulling all at once. Tearing her gaze away from the couple, she can't help but let tears escape her aqua ducts. Briskly wiping at them, she turns around to go sit on her bed but stops in mid-motion. Her reddened eyes lock with dark obsidian eyes. For a moment the pain disperses to be replaced with hope, but it floods back as quick as it had gone. The man in front of her isn't who she thought it was.
Not taking anymore notice of the man, she goes over to her bed and curls up on it. Staring out the window at the blue sky. She can hear the familiar man sit in the cushioned chair set next to her bed. Silence sets between them for however long. Her eyes begin to droop. The pain had been replaced by numbness followed by exhaustion.
"I..." The males voice breaks the numb trance she'd been in. Tensing a bit, she forces her body to relax again. Listening to what he would have to say. He'd tried getting her to talk to him multiple times, but she hadn't spoken one word. She hadn't spoken a word to anyone since she came too in this place. The last thing she remembered was apologizing to.. Him.. before everything went dark.
"I know I'm not him.." silence again. She begs for the silence, not wanting to hear anymore. It hurts to hear his voice. Never had it before, but things changed. Everything changed back then.. "I.. I love.." He pauses, she can hear him breathing. "Please don't do this to yourself." Her cheeks burn as her pain leaves liquid tracks on her face. Curling in on herself as much as she can, she squeezes her eyes shut. Knowing he was about to touch her.
His gentle touch makes her flinch. Instantly he pulls away. Sorrow becoming clear in his dark eyes. The eyes that reminded the broken woman of what she'd lost. Those eyes being a constant reminder of that haunting moment.. Her veins feel as if they're on fire. Reaching up, she places her hand in her mouth and bites down. Not wanting to let her pain be known to the other presence in the room. She becomes lost in the pain. All her senses being blocked out bringing her into the welcomed darkness.
*o*
A week passed since the last visitor of Uchiha Hinata. No progress was made during that week. At least to the staff assigned to watch over her it seemed that way. But in the girl's head it had become mayhem. Her last visitor's words had broken something. Something that had been keeping her fragile state together. Now, her body would internally convulse from the pain. It had become so intense, she felt as if she'd rip in half.
Her Doctor had come in to speak with her again, but she just ignored her as she had done many other times. This time though, she'd been concentrating on trying to numb the pain. Her reprieve never came though. It's as if her body had never gone numb but had always been on fire.
Shuddering, she sets up onto her bed. Her knees pulled to her chest. She gazes at the door. Tsunade, her Doctor, had told her she'd be having a visitor today. Not knowing who to expect, she sat there in wait. Clenching her body to try and keep the pain away. Time passes, and after perhaps three hours the door opens.
Her gaze is met by the gentle one of Konan. Her eyes begin to overflow with tears. The hot liquid burning down her cheeks. Out of all people, she hadn't been expecting her. During her time of... Darkness.. She had become close to Konan.
Arms wrap around the shivering frame of the broken girl. Sobs start to wrack throughout her body. Burring herself into the woman's embrace. A soothing humming fills the room. The beautiful sound pushes away her pain to replace it with calm. Something she hadn't felt in what felt to be an eternity.
Holding the younger woman close, she speaks softly. "He would not want this. You know this. Don't let his sacrifice be meaningless."
Her soft words seem to echo throughout the room. Closing her eyes, the young woman takes her dear friend's words and embraces them. Wrapping herself in the truth they resonate with. In his honor, she must do what is needed to live on. Even if her life is barely that of the living. She will exist just for him..
For the first time in what felt to be an eternity, she smiled. Perhaps not the most bright of smiles, but one that was enough for the silver eyed woman to know her intentions. Closing her eyes, Hinata is pulled close to her friend. They lay back onto the bed, laying there. Existing together. If anyone understood what Hinata was going through, it was Konan. For she had suffered a loss similar to that of the broken hearted girl.
*o*
"I.." Green eyes snap to the indigo haired girl sitting on the bed. Her legs pulled to her chest, with her arms holding them in place. Her gaze moves from her bed to meet the eyes of her Doctor. "I'm r..ready to t..talk.." Her words come out a bit stuttered. Most likely due to her long era of silence.
Tsunade snaps out of her shock and quickly writes down the exact time and date followed by what just happened onto her clipboard. Her eyes moving back to Hinata. She'd been silence for months. Finally, she has made progress. And it would seem she wants to make more. She wants to heal. Her superiors will be quite pleased.
"Would you like to move to a more comfortable room first?" Tsunade's voice comes out with a friendly tone to it. Not wanting to scare her back into the silent state she had previously been in. Her patient shrugs. Before she can say anything more, the girl gets off her bed and looks at her with a blank look. This is a huge step, but there will still be a long way to go for this young woman. She opens the door and walks down the hall. Hinata follows behind her.
They come to a room decorated in a sitting room type of fashion. Two cushioned chairs set across from a small love-seat. A coffee table sets between them. Other decorations are in the room. Tsunade goes to take a seat in one of the chairs. She watches her patient take a seat on the love-seat, curling her legs up under her. Her hands shoved into the pockets of her over sized hoodie.
Hinata glances around the room, taking in every detail. After all, she'd been stuck in the same room since arriving to this place. It was mostly her fault though. She'd been silent for the duration of the time. So she couldn't complain. Her mind flashes to her visit with Konan. Her words bouncing around her mind. He would not want this. You know this. Don't let his sacrifice be meaningless. Closing her eyes, she gathers her composure. This is going to be hard, but she will do it to make Him happy.
"As you know.. My name is Uchiha Hinata.. My Godfather is Uchiha Madara. I'm sure you already know this already.. I just.. Want to start from the beginning.." Her voice trails off. She can feel her Doctor's gaze locked on her. Analyzing her every word. Her every movement. Writing her observations down on that damned clipboard. She takes a deep breath to continue. Her gaze becoming hazy as she speaks.
*o* 14 Years Ago *o*
A woman, in her early twenties, smiled down at her sleeping daughter's form. The sweetest expression on the young child's face. Just barely three years of age, her hair was already past her shoulders. Tenderly, the woman pushes stray hair from her daughter's face. For a moment, regret pushes its way into the woman's heart. If things could be different, she wouldn't have to do what she was to do this night. Her opaque eyes cloud over. Warm salty liquid drips from her onto her daughter.
If only things where different.. If only.. But it cannot be that way.. She cannot live like this anymore. She won't put her beloved child at risk of being exposed to that man in such a state. Before she's old enough to realize what's happening things must change.. And she, herself, cannot handle it anymore. Her daughter will understand one day.. She will..
Placing a kiss gently unto the sleeping child's brow, she gets up and walks from the room. Silently shutting the door. Breathing in a shaky breath, she goes to her husband's study and grabs the phone. Sitting in the desk chair, she dials a number. Holding it to her ear, she listens to it ring. Her regret burning trails down her cheeks.
"Natsumi?" The familiar voice of her closest friend pulls at her heart.
"I..I'm sorry Madara.. I c..can't handle it an..anymore.. It's to much.." She can't help but sob as she speaks. Wishing she had the willpower to keep her speech in tact. Her husband was right about her. She can't do anything right. Her existence is pointless.. The only good thing that came from her was that little miracle asleep on the second floor.
"Stay there. I'll be ov-" Shaking her head she cuts off the alert man.
"N..no.. I need you to t..take Hinata.. I d..don't trust him w..with her.. Please keep her s..safe.. Don't l..let him near her.. Don't let her k..know of his ex..existence.. And.. Pl..please tell her I'm sorry for ab..abandoning her.. Tell her I l..love her.. Please.. I b..beg you M..Madara.."
"I'll do whatever you need me to do. But don't do anything rash, Natsumi. I'll be right there."
Satisfied with his words, she sets the phone down. Removing herself from the chair, she goes makes her way to the master bedrooms bathroom. Opening the medicine cabinet, she takes a bottle of sleeping pills. Taking a paper cup, she fills it with water. Walking with bottle and water in hand, she sets down on the bed. Popping the bottle open she lifts the bottle to her mouth and pours the pills in. Dropping the bottle, she drinks all the water. Swallowing the pills and liquid.
Gasping, she lays back onto the bed. Staring up at the ceiling. Her eyes sting from the tears she'd been shedding for however long. Closing her eyes, she feels her body going numb. Her pain starts to leave her. A smile pulls at her lips. She's leaving this world for the next. No doubts fill her mind now, as she knows that her beloved Hinata will be taken care of.
Downstairs, the front door slams closed after the highly drug induced Hyuuga Hiashi enters his home. His narrowed eyes glance around the room looking for his wife. No sight of her downstairs. He walks up the stairs, somehow managing not to kill himself. He yells out her name. Not getting any answer, he assumes she must be asleep. Which is unacceptable.
Storming into the bedroom, he spots her still form on the bed. Not yet noticing the pill bottle on the floor. He climbs onto the bed and shakes her. When she doesn't wake, his brow furrows. This is not right..
His eyes note the pill bottle on the floor. Picking it up, he reads what it had contained. Panic starts to overwhelm him. Shaking her, he starts to shout her name. Denying that she'd overdosed herself. He had somehow sobered up, yet he wasn't quite sober. Many things scream through his mind. One thing being, 'You did this. You killed her.'
Not able to deny those thoughts, he pulls her frighteningly still body to him. Cradling her to his body. He chants to her how he's sorry for what he's done to her. That he didn't deserve her. She didn't deserve to die like that.
"Daddy, is Mama okay?" His gaze shoots to his little girl. She'd walked over to the edge of the bed. Staring at him with a worried look on her face. "Why are you crying?" She climbs onto the bed and reaches up to wipe away his tears.
"Hinata.. Why are you out of bed?" He somehow managed to choke out.
"Had scary dream.." She crouches down and looks at her Mother's still form. She reaches out to wake her, but pulls back with a cry. "Mama cold!" She looks up at him, her eyes wide and filled with tears. "Daddy why Mama cold?"
Not able to handle his daughter's face, he looks away from her. Setting down his wife's body. He picks Hinata up and walks to his study. Her question ringing through his mind. He killed his wife. There is no other option for him but to end his existence. If he hadn't existed then his wife would still be alive. Bringing that pure light she always carried to everyone she met. He had tried to destroy that light though. It mocked his own existence.. Yet he had loved her.
He may not be able to join his wife in the light, but his daughter will. While he pays for his sins in the depths of hell. Determined to do something right in his life, he sets Hinata down on the desk chair. His drug induced mind had sobered up enough for him to realize the reality of the situation.
The frightened and confused girl watches as her Father goes to his safe and takes out the object he's told her multiple times to never touch. Her lavender eyes watch his every movement. He turns around after doing something to the gun. She can hear a clicking sound. After a moment she realizes he's pointing the forbidden object at her. Tears obvious on his face.
"I'm so sorry Hinata.. You will be with your Mother soon.. I promise.."
Just before he can do anything, the study door bursts open. Confusion erupts in the room. The young girl can only comprehend that one moment her Father was saying confusion things to her and the next moment she's being carried out of the house. Furrowing her brows, she looks up to see who's holding her.
Her gaze comes into contact with the familiar features of her Godfather. He notices her gaze on him and gives her a reassuring smile. This seems to calm the girl. She gives him a worried look and voices her thoughts. "Where Mama?"
"She's in a good place." This seems to make the girl satisfied.
"Where we going?" The sleepy girl asks her Godfather as he settles her into a carseat.
"We're going home. Your Mama wants you to live with me. Is that okay, Hime?"
She thinks for a moment then nods her head. But then stops and looks past her new caretaker. Her Father is being escorted to a police vehicle. "Where Daddy going?" Her voice has obvious worry in it.
"He did something bad. So he has to go pay for it. Do you understand?" She nods her head slowly. He smiles at her. "Good. Now let's go home.." She nods again. He places a kiss on her brow then shuts the car door. Getting into the drivers seat, he starts up the car and drives to the Uchiha Compound with his new charge. Seeing she fell asleep, he pulls to a stop in front of Fugaku and Mikoto's house. He's greeted by Fugaku and Mikoto.
Mikoto takes the sleeping girl from the carseat and goes into the house. For now she will care for her until he can get everything set up for her in his own home.
He follows Fugaku to the study. They sit down and meet gazes. "What are you going to do?" Fugaku asked Madara, whom has been holding in grief from the sudden loss of his close friend, Natsumi.
Madara lets out a low sigh. "I'll have papers drawn up to have Hiashi's parental rights terminated. Adoption papers will also be drawn up. She'll become my daughter in every way. Her surname will be changed to Uchiha. And no will ever speak a word of this night to her. Her young age will keep this memory suppressed."
Fugaku nods his head. "I'll call Tobi in the morning to draw the paper work."
Madara nods. It will take time for the young girl to adjust, but she will be safe.
Authors Note: Well, I hope you all enjoyed that. I feel good with it. I hope you like the new format I tried out. :) Review pleeassee and thank you!