Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto or Concrete Angel

She walks to school with the lunch she packed
Nobody knows what she's holdin' back
Wearin' the same dress she wore yesterday
She hides the bruises with linen and lace

Hinata walked to her dresser and put on her jacket. She walked to the bridge team eight's spot. She wore that damned jacket to hide her bruises. Even if it is 75 degrees out

The teacher wonders but she doesn't ask
it's hard to see the pain behind the mask
Bearing the burden of a secret storm
Sometimes she wishes she was never born

"It is so hot why are you wearing that coat?" Sakura asked. Hinata didn't reply. If only she wasn't born it would be much simpler for everyone else. Her father would not be ashamed. Neji wouldn't be angry. And the team wouldn't have to be put up with a loser.

Through the wind and the rain
she stands hard as a stone
In a world that she can't rise above
But her dreams give her wings
And she flies to a place where she's loved
Concrete angel

Today she had had found out that she would be inaugurated into the branch family. Her sister would take her place as heir. After the meeting she was led into a room where she was branded with the seal. The pain had been excruciating but she promised herself that she wouldn't pass out in front of her father the elders and the other branch members. She smiled a smile cold as stone.

Somebody cries in the middle of the night
the neighbors hear, but they turn out the lights
A fragile soul caught in the hands of fate
When morning comes it'll be too late

Tears fell from Hinata's eyes. She knows what she had to do. There was no place left. She went to the attic. Got a rope and tied it onto a beam. She stepped onto a chair and put the noose around her head

Through the wind and the rain
she stands hard as a stone
In a world that she can't rise above
But her dreams give her wings
And she flies to a place where she's loved
Concrete angel

She was too fatigued to save her life anymore. She kicked the chair. It hurt too much. She thought she heard something coming from outside. Apparently to them, the 'ruckus' coming from the attic was intolerable.

A statue stands in a shaded place
An angel girl with an upturned face
A name is written on a polished rock
A broken heart that the world forgot

The funeral was made as if they were trying to erase her existence in the Hyuuga clan. The least amount of money was spent. After everyone left only, one person remained. His golden blond hair was overshadowed by the darkening sky. The rain started to come down lightly at first but got heavier as the day went on. Naruto's brows furrowed as he looked up at the sky and then down to the grave before him.

Through the wind and the rain
she stands hard as a stone
in a world that she can't rise above
but her dreams give her wings
and she flies to a place where she's loved
Concrete angel

"I guess the sky is crying for you, Hinata-chan." He said before leaving the grave and heading home. At night when he was all alone in his bedroom he hugged his pillow tight, looking Longley at a picture of him and Hinata together. Suddenly he heard a voice saying "don't cry Naruto-Kun I'm free now"

Concrete angel