The world is an odd place.

Every cause has an effect and even ripples can turn into Tsunami's.

So tell me what would happen, if Hyuga Hiashi was born after Hyuga Hizashi?

Let's see the impact it has on the universe.

(January 8 - Deep Inside the Hyuga Mansion)

It was nighttime, in the large Hyuga compound.

The crescent moon loomed above the large 'mansion', it's gentle rays, beaming onto the roof of it. The lake in front of the house was still, it's water occasionally rippling. The atmosphere was calm and occasionally there would be a sound of a cricket or a bug.

While the outside of the compound was calm, the inside was not.

It was an joyous day - night - in the Hyuga mansion.

Most of the members where up and celebrating, it wasn't surprising, considering the event that had happened.

Hyuga Hitomi, the wife of the Head of the Clan, had just given birth to two healthy baby boys. Twins.

Of course this was something to celebrate for, it marked the beginning of the Hyuga clans newest head. Thousands of smiles were exchanged; to outsiders it would be surprising. After all, for a Hyuga, a single smile was equivalent to a million shouts of joy. Yet, there was no smile, not even a sign of happiness on Lady Hitomi's face as she held her two suns; there was only Love and sadness.

I love you both, my baby boys -

"Hitomi," A deep voice called from the doorway.

Turning her head, the said lady gave out a small smile and ducked her head, in attempts to bow.

"Hijiri - sama," She greeted to the current Head of the Clan and her husband.

- and yet, I wish that you didn't have to be born in this clan -

"Are you alright?" He asked his wife, before strolling over to her side.

"Do not worry Hijiri - sama, the doctors said that I will recover in no time."

- Because all you will feel here is pain -

"Good." Hijiri said, before asking: "..Are these?..."

"Yes Hijiri - sama, these are your sons. Do you wish to name them?" Lady Hitomi asked, her eyes happy and her face weary.

- and disappointment -

The brown haired Hyuga stared at his sons, before letting a smile grow onto his face. "Hyuga...Hyuga Hiashi, " He said pointing towards the second one, "He will make the Hyuga house proud by living in the shadows and supporting his brother."

Lady Hitomi(s) smile turned melancholy, as she turned to her other son. "And him, what shall his name be?"

- No matter the Main House or the Branch house -

The man turned to look at his first son, his eyes crinkled as he began to speak. "He...he shall be Hyuga Hizashi, the light of our clan."

Lady Hitomi smiled on the outside, but on the inside her head was fill with regret.

- You will be caged, forever.

(Three Years Later: October 29th

Ages: 3)

Hyuga Hizashi was a curious child.

Unlike his other family members, the young child didn't try and hide his feelings. Now, in the beginning this had caused some commotion between the Elders, but after witnessing how fast he caught up in his Hyuga training, they were lenient with him. As long as he wasn't as idiot, they were fine.

Often times the young Hyuga would stare out the window and wonder strange things about the world. He would then go to random people and ask them the answers to his questions. Most of the adults would just stare at him with a kind smile on their face and reply, "Oh Hizashi - sama, you are too silly."

He didn't understand, how were his questions silly? He honestly wanted to know the answers to his questions...maybe that was why he didn't go adults anymore.

Out all people that Hizashi liked to question, he found out that his twin had the best answers.

"Hey Hiashi, why do the leaves turn into different colors?"

The said boy raised his head from his book, 'The Scientific Analysis of Chakra', before responding. "The green color is caused by the use of chlorophyll. When the season in cold, the chlorophyll breaks down which will make the the green color disappear and make the other colors become visible and give the leaves their strange color. The colors can also be changed by chemical reactions, which form additional colors through the development of red anthocyanin pigments."

"Oh...okay!" Hizashi responded, before returning back his book on the 'History of the Shinobi World.'

To some this conversation would be weird, after all, one would not expect three year olds to understand most of the context, but to the Hyuga twins, this was a daily (if not hourly) process.

Both boys were glued to the hip and were rarely seen away from each other. It was also the fact that they were both equally matched, may it be strength or skill. Often times, the Branch members of the Hyuga family wondered about whether or not their brains were connected, considering the fact they could complete each others thoughts perfectly.

"Hey Hiashi?"

The younger boy sighed, before putting his book aside. "You are not going to let me finish my book, are you?"

"Nope!"

"Alright then," Hiashi said, putting down his book. "Carry on."

"Why are.."

(Five years later: January 8th

Age: 5)

Hyuga Hizashi laid silently at the doors; his hand was at his mouth and his face was pale in shock. His heart beat quicker and quicker at every word he heard.

He stood up quickly, his feet numb and his hands shaking. Grabbing onto the walls, the young boy stumbled down the hallway, his mind buzzing with a million concerns. Finally making his way into his room, the boy plopped down on his bed.

His twin was in trouble.

His twin was in trouble.

"Hizashi?"

His head popped up to see his very concerned brother in front of him. "Hizashi," He repeated. "Hizashi are you alright?"

Yes, I am alright but -

"What is the matter. You are pale in the face."

- You...you will not be.

"Something is wrong, isn't it. Shall I go get Otou - sama?"

I can't, can't let this happen.

"No. You can not get Otou - sama." Hizashi said, his voice calm, but his hands clenched.

"Hizashi -"

The older twin cut him off. "You must run away, tonight."

Run, run away from the pain.

It didn't work.

All of his pleading, his begging, his warnings; None of was able to woo Hiashi.

"Please," He had said, "Please, run away. You can be safe and happ-"

"What would that matter?" Hiashi had said, rather stiffly. "If I left, you would subjected to the elders alone. Forget about it, I won't leave."

He tried and tried and tried, but it all came out to be useless.

A few nights later, when the elders stated that they need Hiashi, Hizashi had crawled into the closet of the room they had entered, in hopes to see what was going on(Although he knew, they probably knew he was their).

He regretted it, immensely.

Hizashi could remember it all, the screams coming from his brothers mouth and agony on his face.

In the end, his brother was sealed.

And it was all his fault.

Why, oh why did this happen -

It's my fault, all my fault.

The road to recovery had been a long one.

The atmosphere between the two brothers hadn't changed, at least to those around them, but they brothers knew that there were somethings that would never be the same.

It had started with the titles.

Originally Hiashi was able to call her elder brother by his given name; now he had to refer to him as 'Onii - sama' or just 'Hizashi - sama'. It was...odd for the brothers to act so formal, but they had to.

Therefore they made a deal. Under the sneering eyes of the elders, they would be distant and polite, but when they were alone, only then would they be able to return to the way as it was before.

(Ten years later: July 21st)

Age: 10)

"Let us take a break for now."

Hizashi's heart cracked slightly. His fists clenched onto his side, causing him to hide a wince from a hot tendril of pain that shot up his arm, due to the bruises on it.

"I understand Otou - sama. I will try harder at this next time."

"Good, it is expected," Hyuga Hijiri said, nodding once to his younger son. "After all you are the Heir."

Of course, that's all that counts isn't it. It doesn't matter whether I am your son or that this technique is something a 14 year old does - "Of course Otou - sama." Hizashi said, in perfect accordance.

"Very well then. It is good that you understand." With that, Hyuga Hijiri walked out of the training room, his brown hair swinging behind him regally.

As soon as Hijiri walked out of the training area, the young Hyuga sneered into the distance.

For years he had been pressured to do his best, to excel in the skill that was Taijutsu. Every move, every step he had taken, was criticized and pulled apart.

He had stood strong - for years, he had prevailed.

Yet it was starting to bear down on him, as his shoulders started to droop after every scolding.

Get stronger, they had told him. Get faster, they had yelled and soon, more followed. Such as; Improve your stance, kick harder: Are you a fool? Attack me!

They were basically telling him, that he wasn't enough.

It hurt, he realized. Not at the fact that they scolded him, no that didn't hur-

It was the disappointment.

The sheer look of it was carved on their faces. It was almost as if they had expected better of him.

How dare they.

Those worthless pieces of- Hizashi sighed, before narrowing his eyes.

Forget it. He told himself, it would do no good to think about it, because that's all he could do, think.

He hated it, hated that he couldn't say anything; that he could do anything, but if he dared open his mouth, they would either rebuke him or hurt his brother.

His twin brother.

Sighing the young boy, got into the stance and narrowed his eyes, holding back the tears that the pain from the bruises caused him.

He had more important things to do.

So he continued where his father left him off, striking the block with increasing fevour. Sweat dripped from his head, as his tied up hair became messy and slowly fell from the confined tie it was in.

Minutes turned into an hour, as the skin on his palms became raw and his legs began to quake. The burning sensation in his muscles had resided and now left a numb sensation in there wake.

Again. He thought to himself.

Again.

Again.

He told himself once more to start, but his body didn't listen to him, as he collapsed in a fit of exhaustion.

His face hit the ground with a soft bang and his heart rate was pumped due to adrenaline. His brain slowly shut down as his eyes began to close.

That's it, A voice crooned from the back of his head. Give in, just give in.

Hizashi eyes were almost closed, when he saw a blurry figure in the doorway.

As his body creased to think, he could feel himself being picked up by another figure. The warmth and softness enveloped him like a bedsheet and a soft smile graced his lips. The familiar chakra caused his body to relax and from his disoriented sense, he could hear a small hum.

And then, another voice popped up.

"I was right, even though I didn't want to be - you will both be caged, forever."

He woke up hours later, with the worried and (dare he say it, crying) face of his brother in front of him.

After reassuring Hiashi and getting a scolding from the healers, he learned that he had a few bruises and some chakra exhaustion. Nothing big or tragic, but he supposed he didn't look his best, considering the fact that Hiashi refused to leave his side.

Over the heavy feeling of Hiashi(s) gaze and the stern scolding his Otou - sama was giving him, Hizashi could see his mother standing over at the doorstep.

As their eyes met, he could see understanding, sadness and another emotion reflecting in them. Slowly he nodded to his mother, his own eyes taking in that same unknown emotion.

He finally understood, that he would never be free.

That's a wrap for the first chapter.

- Titania of Fairies