A/N: I'm still continuing with my Kingdom Hearts story, but I decided to work on this one to, since I have a lack of focus, and find it easier to just work on two ideas at once than to try to dismiss distracting thoughts. Hope you all enjoy my first Naruto fic.

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto; I only own some manga chapters, my ideas, and my pride. If anyone who in no way owned Naruto claimed to, Kakashi would Chidori their ass in their sleep (and then the head, for good measure).

Prologue

The night was dark, so dark; the Hyuga outcast had to activate his Byakugan merely to see through the inky blackness of a starless night sky. The cold air was biting at his unprotected face as the harsh cold of a Konoha winter swept across it like the wind and with the wind. Jumping and jumping from building to building, Neiji Hyuga had a determined look on his face, and a fire in his heart. Tonight, he was on a mission.

He remembered the Hokage's voice, as this crucial assignment was handed out to him. "Something has happened," it had said, grave as the grave. "A child has been born of the main branch of the Hyuga family. A half child."

Neiji had known the significance of these words. He had been of the branch family, and had himself been mistreated by the main house. With times as they were, the traditionalist house had become crueler in the name of security than ever. If the branch family were to be seen as tools, then a half Hyuga would be seen as corruption of the blood. The child was in danger.

"I understand, fetch the child, and bring him here, yes?"

"Wait, there is more."

And more there had been, a lot more, enough to make the situation critical. There was no hope for the child if he were to remain in the care of any Hyuga house.

He looked everywhere within his 2000 Meter Radius of sight, and saw the light, the bone chilling light. It was the only light still on in the village at three A.M. The light came from a building Neiji was horribly familiar with, the building where the mark had been placed on his forehead over twenty years ago.

"I hope I'm not too late!"

He knew the entrance at the front was the only entrance with a door, but it was bound to be heavily guarded, they wouldn't want this damn ceremony interrupted, and a quick look with his Byakugan confirmed this. So he entered through a window.

The child was held on a stool, painted black with various symbols, which extended to the ground and out in a circle, surrounded by Hyuga Ninja, just as Neiji had been. These ninja were chanting in an indecipherable language, while forming hand signs. Supressing the memories, Neiji instead focused them into rage. The child was crying, and unlike him when they had done this to him, the child wasn't four years old, the child was still covered in the mess of a truly new born child.

A woman was collapsed in the corner, "Please, save… my…" she collapsed to ground, feinting.

"Bastards!"

Neiji delivered a Juken strike to the heart of one of the members of the circle, breaking his focus, and interrupting the jutsu. The others turned around to face him, as if only now seeing him, but the one he struck lay on the ground, critical damage having been done to his heart.

"You have no right to interfere, outcast!"

"And you have no right to use such a jutsu on a young child, it would kill him!"

"Who gives a damn?" A new woman enters with this line, through the main entrance, obviously in a position of enough power to bypass the guards.

"Hanabi…"

"Save it, traitor! That child must be destroyed."

Neiji voiced his outrage, "Then why not just stab it in the eyes with a shurtiken? Surely that would destroy his Byakugan? But you don't really want him dead, you want those eyes."

"Look at him you bastard!" She pointed an accusing finger at the child on the stool. "His eyes have pupils, he's a fucking halfling!"

Neiji did look, the child's eyes had opened, and they did indeed have black pupils, and brown irises, and lavender where there should have been white.

"And not just any halfling, that is the bastard child of a Hyuga, and an Uchiha!"

Neiji walked over t the child, picking it up, "I was thoroughly briefed on the situation before the mission. Listen closely! This child is under the protection of the Hokage, any attempts on his life from the Hyuga clan, or the Uchiha clan will be punished with all the severity the law can inflict!"

He turned to the lady Hyuga, "Your status can't protect you against his. We will be leaving now." He turned to leave, "Oh and by the way, this protection extends to her as well." He gave a nudge of the head to indicate that the woman in the corner was who he meant. "If you punish her, there is no legal basis for your actions. You would be punished for this incident as well, though since it happened before the decree was made, we couldn't pin down a murder charge on you, since you could so easily say that you believed the child would survive, even if you didn't. But be warned, the normal court system doesn't apply to those who harm this child anymore."

"Get back here!"

Neiji stopped, but did not turn around.

"Aren't you going to return the child to his mother, Aimi Hyuuga?"

"Yes, in the morning, when she is fit to protect it. Until then, it stays with me."

Neiji left without further adieu, and took the child back to his home, where he would guard it for the rest of the night.

XXX

Aimi Hyuuga committed suicide that night. The father refused to take custody of the child.

XXX

A/N: Behold the product of a years worth of thinking, on and off of course. Probably wouldn't have submitted this, but combine ten litters of Pepsi and a gram of snorted Cheetos, and who knows what could happen. Ok, so I didn't actually snort Cheetos, I just thought it would sound funny, but I did drink ten liters of Pepsi, and it is 1:42 A.M. as I type this, combine those two things and who knows what could happen, other than many trips to the bathroom of course.

More to come.