Alright, Hoshi is back with a new story! I hope this one is much better than my other two because I got a new writing style :D and I'm also taking my Japanese much more seriously so I'm hoping to include some of that into this story, but I'm not really used to mixing Japanese and English anymore so I don't believe I'll add that much. But for those of you who don't know, I put translations at the bottom x.x this is also my first time using third person and I'm a bit nervous xD but I hope you like it anyways :3 –nods- ENJOY!

"Hana, hurry up and wake already. Training starts in a few minutes." Her father tugged at her dark lavender hair and she started to wake. Opening her close-to-white eyes, she stares at her father with a hazy gaze.

"Wasn't I just training a few minutes ago? I feel like I just slept for 20 minutes."

"It is because you have, but we mustn't waste time. Your mission is in a few hours and you have to get ready. Your mother is busy with your new sister, as you know, you will not see, so you also have to go into town to fetch some groceries as well."

"Ok, ok. I'll get ready now, I guess." She sluggishly slid out of bed and walked towards her bathroom. While washing her face, she noticed how separated her father, Hiashi, kept her from the rest of her family. The only time she has seen her mother is during parties, but they never talk. Her sisters? Well, Hinata and Hanabi were only like mirages of two sisters, they were there, but you can never get to them, no matter how much you want to. You can picture them, but it's never as good as the real thing. The closest thing she's ever known as a sibling of her own generation is Neji, but he was 2 years younger than she, and the only thing they've ever done together was training, and the occasional shopping. When she finished using the restroom, she walked out to see Hiashi waiting for her on the side of her bed.

"Hana, there is something else I must tell you…"

"Yes?"

"You are becoming of age soon, and since you are the heiress of the Hyuuga clan, you are to be paired to be married soon."

"Father, I do not want to be married yet. I understand the importance of this, and it's not the marriage that I'm opposing about. I just do not wish to be wedded at this age."

"But you must not refuse; I have already set up a meeting for you and your new fiancé, Futoshi Kei." Kei is of the Futoshi clan, as this name plainly states. But, the Futoshi clan isn't one of her most favorites. She has heard many things about them, and that only added to her disapproval. They're a fierce clan, and although their heir is one of the handsomest of her generation, they are also stuck up bullies as well. Not that she couldn't take him on, Hana was very skilled in her ninja arts, and also very quick minded. She grasps most Justus in a few hours, no, moments after being taught. This also means that her Byakugan is very advanced for a 17 year old. Being able to see a little more than 350 degrees, and also manipulating the coloration of the traditional white eyes of her clan, these are things that her father refuses to believe, thinking that she, a mere girl, will only be good to b married off. Hana being skilled is something that she wants her father to believe, but never, in a million years, will her father accept that.

"If that is how it must be, then be it. I will not impose on your pact with the Futoshi clan." She kept a neutral face on while she said the sentence her father so wanted to hear, not showing the anger, pain, and sorrow that she felt about this. As she turned back around to go fetch her training apparel, her father stopped her yet again.

"I thank you, for agreeing with me." She just kept silent and nodded. She knew he wouldn't thank her just for that. He is a father, and fathers show compassion to their children, even if it's once in a blue moon. She went into her bureau and grabbed her bag, clothes, and laced on her Konoha choker. So went back into her now empty room and grabbed her porcelain ANBU mask. They called her the "Tainted Wolf" just because every time she came back from a mission, her mask is splattered with blood. Also, on the right side of the mask, there is a swirl, transforming into the symbol of Konoha. Running her hand over the cool material, she then placed it at the front pocket of her bag, padded specifically for this purpose. As she walked towards the sparring area in the compound, her mind drifted into thought.

When she was little, Itachi and she would be very close friends. They would do almost anything together, until Hiashi found out. He hated the Uchiha clan, more than he hated the fact of not having a son. To tell the truth, Hana really did like Itachi more than a friend, but that was back when they were 7. Hiashi also hated that too. Time and again, he would tell her to keep away, and time and again, she would sneak out to see her "girlfriends" to hang out, secretly meeting Itachi. A year passed and Hiaishi found out, and he was furious. Blinded by fury, not seeing the intense sadness in his daughter's eyes, he closed her off from the world. She was the only one who knew the real Itachi, the Itachi that hated conflict, and only wanted peace. He did almost anything to avoid fighting, and she respected him for that, not knowing that it was exactly that trait of Itachi, will get him kicked out of town. She was kept in a windowless room, with only a little vent in the floor for fresh air. Days upon days, she would just practice her jutsus by herself, only stopping when she knew someone was near. Her sense of foreign chakra was very keen by now, and her controls over her chakra emissions were also very skillful. She stayed there for about 6 years, and was finally let out 3 weeks after the Uchiha Genocide. Being told that Itachi was killed too, she willingly went back to her windowless room and stayed there for 3 more years, thus putting her in depression. It wasn't all bad, though, she learned to channel her emotions to power, sheer power. Converting that power into chakra, she has the unlimited amount she needs to control her byakugan, and any other justu, like a domesticated dog. But all this isn't just a walk in the park; it takes time and effort, because now, she knows the truth, Itachi is alive, but not well…

Bumping into a shy girl in a sweatshirt, whom looked about the age of 12, Hana clicked back into the present.

She said with a bow, "Gomen nasai, I must be on my way." Rushing off, she left Hana with a curious thought. Sure, Hana was secluded from most of her clan, but she knew that she had never seen that girl before, and she wasn't one of the maids, for she did not have a cursed seal upon her forehead. Shrugging off the distracting thought, she moved on to the door that led to the training grounds. When she got in, Neji was already there, idly, but skillfully, throwing shuriken at a target.

"Neji-otouto, Sorry I'm late, I got caught up with something."

"It's ok, I was talking to someone. Let's get started." He threw her a long stick, and once her hands touched it, they started to tingle.

"This is an endurance exercise. Your staff, which has been treated by a special seal, will consecutively suck out your chakra unless I say otherwise. When you start to feel lightheaded or it is almost time for your mission, I will release the seal and your chakra will, then, be returned to you."

"Alright! Let's get started!" Hana led the first attack by lunging straight at him with full force. She managed to scrape his left arm as he moved away. Her fingers start to numb, but she completely ignored it, turning to Neji, whom has appeared behind her. She twirled her staff like a baton, planning to swing it at him. She spun it towards his head while he ducked, by this time, her whole hand was numb. She found it pointless to generate more chakra, so she just lived with it for now. Hana wasn't paying attention as Neji swung his staff at her legs, causing them to buckle, and almost making her fall. She used her staff as a support and propelled herself upwards; Neji chuckled like he knew she was going to do that. Using her staff like a spear, she aimed it at Neji's head.

"It's over, I'm about to win!"

His head shot upwards, eyes already in their Byakugan mode. Hana activated her's; too, as she felt both her arms go numb. She twirled her body around to increase the speed at which her staff will hit Neji. The next thing she saw was his smirk as she was caught in his gentle fist; she quickly pulled herself together and countered with her own attack, 8 trigrams empty palm. As they collided, dust started to rise. They waited until the dust settled to see who won. Both Neji and Hana were standing, at the verge of collapsing.

"Let's call it a day, you have a mission soon and you don't want to be tired for that."

"Yea, you're just saying that because you're tired."

"You shouldn't be talking, Aneki, you don't look to well yourself."

"Well, I should get going, I need a shower."

"Hai, hayaku, your mission is in an hour." Hana waved to him as she grabbed her stuff and rushed towards the shower. By the time she got out, she had 20 minutes left to herself. She planned to get some dango, one of her favorite foods. Emiko, her private chef in her living wing, and also a close friend, was cooking some raman.

"Ohayo gozaimasu, Hana-sama, what can I get you today?"

"Come on Emi, how many times do I need to say you can call me by just Hana?"

"Many times, Hana-sa--, Hana."

"That's better," I flashed her a smile," do you mind making me some dango? If you can't, I'll just go with whatever's good with you."

"No, it's alright, I'd be glad to make some dango."

"Are you hungry?"

"Huh?"

"I asked, 'are you hungry?'"

"N-no, of course n-not!" Emiko was a bit shy at times, and Hana always fools around with her. No matter how close they are, even from childhood, Emiko would always trip on her own words. When she finished making them, Hana eyed them with a hungry eye.

"Emi, want to have one? They look delicious."

"N-no, I couldn't. You should eat them, you look tired."

"But I'm going to a mission soon; the least you can do is have a quick breakfast with me." She blushed as her small hand reached towards the dango she skillfully cooked. Hana bit one off the stick as Emiko nibbled on hers.

"Come on, Emi, eat more confidently." She took a small bite out of hers as Hana ate another one whole, this time burning her tongue.

"Oww, I burned my tounge." She stuck it out and looked at it, making her eyes cross-eyed. Emiko smiled and let out a small chuckle. Back when they were 7, Emiko and Hana would hang out whenever Hana wasn't with Itachi, and Emiko always laughed. But, when she was branded with the bunke seal, she became more shy, and less outgoing, always preferring to bake a cake instead of go shopping with Hana and Neji, or make dumplings instead of going out with her old friends. This is why I hate the fact that they're sealed. Neji is a great fighter, but he is also sealed, making him feel like a caged bird. I hate it, I hate it so much. I finished my last piece of dango and started to head out.

"Sorry Emiko, but I have to go, my mission's in 10 minutes and I have to get to the main gates!"

"Ja ne, Hana-chan," she smiled a beautiful smile," come back safely!..."

otouto – younger brother

aneki – older sister

hai – does NOT mean "yes", it means "understood"

hayaku – hurry up

dango – sweet dumplings

Well, I hoped you liked the first chapter! Yes, I didn't explain what her mission is, and yes, there is probably some plot holes, but yea, I'll be taking care of what her mission is next chapter x.x I'm a bit too lazy at the moment xD and I'm not used to writing in third person, there might be some unneeded I's, Me's, or We's in there. But yay :D a new story since forever ago, lol. I hope you guys like this one :)

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