CC Note: okay lovelies this is another oldie but goodie that I decided to resurrect from my old account. I love the concept of this story but it had a lot of plot holes and didn't flow well when I reread it. So at a reviewer's request I have rewritten this story to be better than it ever was before and I hope you guys enjoy it as much as they and others did!

Chapter One

Black as Night

Hinata ran as fast as she could, as far away as she could, until she could no longer hear her heart pounding in her ears or the wind whipping her face violently. Every breath she inhaled was more difficult that the last. Her legs burned with each step she took and there was a persistent stitch in her side but all she could do was run. She would run until she could no longer feel the difference between the rain drops and her tears.

I hope you never lose your sense of wonder;

You get your fill to eat but always keep that hunger...

How could she have been so blind? He'd never loved her; he never had and never would. No one loved her. How could anyone feel such an emotion for her when she didn't even love herself? The feeling of familiarity washed over her in slow waves as she felt herself nearing her destination, the one place that she truly felt wanted.

May you never take one single breath for granted,

God forbid love ever leaves you empty handed...

She could see the lone grave near the edge of a cliff overlooking the turbulent sea, a solitary fixture in the nothingness it was surrounded by. The white rock of the tomb stone was slightly cracked and weather worn from the elements from over the years but it still had an odd pale glow in the darkness of the night. The water lapped hungrily at the craggy edges cliff and Hinata could feel some of the salty spray. She felt a wave of nostalgia and mixed emotions over power her entire being as she collapsed in a heap at the grave site.

I hope you still feel small when you stand beside the ocean,

Whenever one door closes I hope one more opens,

Promise me that you'll give faith a fighting chance.

And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance...

Hinata crumpled into a small ball and let the familiar tears take control. Crying seemed to be all she was capable of even though she had promised herself she would never do it again. Apparently she couldn't even keep a promise to herself. Crying was a weakness. She was weak, worthless. She wasn't surprised that this had happened to her and if she was honest with herself she'd known all along that she would never be worthy of him. She always knew. How could anyone love her if she couldn't even love herself?

I hope you dance, I hope you dance.

Hinata dragged herself feebly to the edge of the cliff on her stomach and looked out at the unruly sea. The last of salt mingled on her lips and the spray stung her eyes but she was mesmerized. She admired how the aggressive waves would continually crash onto the rock and never back down, weathering it away and shaping it bit by bit. How many times had she contemplated just falling over this very edge? How many times had she wondered if anyone would miss her? They probably wouldn't, but it was nice to think that they would.

I hope you never fear those mountains in the distance,

Never settle for the path of least resistance...

The events of that day were still fresh in her mind like an open sore and she couldn't shake the images from her eyes.

Flashback

She sniffed a bit and dried her puffy red eyes with her already damp shirt sleeve. She didn't mean to disappoint her father but somehow she always came up short. She was subpar in the eyes of her father. It didn't matter though she had one ray of sunshine in her life at the moment. Naruto Uzumaki. Hinata couldn't help but smile at the thought of being in his presence. He was always so full of life and like a moth to a flame she was drawn to his effervescent light. As she approached the door to his apartment she could hear muffled noises coming from behind the door.

'That's strange' she thought. 'Naruto lives alone…'

She lifted the dead plant next to the door and grabbed the hidden key the blonde always kept there and proceeded to unlock the door. He said it was alright to let herself in whenever she wanted so coming by unannounced was okay right? When she got the door unlocked what lay before her made her wish she had never stepped foot on the porch. Naruto was naked on his couch, his head thrown back in totally ecstasy. A buxom red head as in his lap and was riding him for all he was worth. The sound of her stumbling into the door and down the apartment complex stairs wasn't enough to make the pair stop. She could still hear their moans as she rushed into the parking lot.

End of Flashback

It was hard to believe that she had caught Naruto in the act of cheating on her even though she already had her suspicions. She would've never found out about his infidelity if she hadn't been seeking comfort from him after her emotional run-in with her father. Her father was Hisashi Hyuga, founder and CEO of Hyuga Corps, which was known on continents everywhere as a very prestigious company. He'd given her another verbal lashing about why she wasn't good enough to carry the name Hyuga. He ranted on for nearly an hour about how she wasn't strong like her cousin Neji or as smart as her sister Hanabi. Normally Hinata wouldn't cry, but then her father told her how much she was like her mother. Weak. Hisashi knew just what buttons to press to emotionally tear someone down and Hinata's mother was her self destruct button. Hinata kept from crying until her father dismissed her. Hinata went straight to Naruto, her boyfriend's house. She knew that he would make her smile. Hinata cried until as the dark clouds shifted over the abnormally bright moon and which cloaked everything in an eerie darkness.

Living might mean taking chances but they're worth takin',

Lovin' might be a mistake but it's worth makin',

Hinata slowly stood up and lead out precariously over the edge with her arms spread wide. She was so close, death was within her grasp. Her heart pounded wildly like a war drum in her ears, blocking her surroundings out from her. She'd made her decision. She was going to finally go through with it.

Don't let some hell bent heart leave you bitter,

When you come close to selling out reconsider,

Hinata looked up longingly at the moon and remembered the many times it had comforted her on nights like this. Hinata could never stand the daylight, it always seemed so fake and artificial to her. But at night things came alive! Night is when people show their true colors for no one can hide from the dark. No one.

Give the heavens above more than just a passing glance,

And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance...

I hope you dance, I hope you dance,

Hinata took a deep breath. Her lungs filled with the relaxing salty tang of sea air. She got closer to the edge, to the point that her toes were hanging off. A few pebbles fell into the spray without making a sound. It made her ponder the age old rhetorical question, if a tree fell in the forest and no one was around to hear it would it make a sound? If she died and no one was around to witness it would she be dead? Hinata spread her arms out and got ready to jump into the sea.

I hope you still feel small when you stand beside the ocean,

Whenever one door closes I hope one more opens,

Promise me that you'll give faith a fighting chance,

And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance...

"Mother" Hinata whispered. "I'm going to dance." Hinata felt a gust of wind whip her hair from her face.

She leaned forward even more. Before ever she got the chance to complete her task, she felt a strong hand grab her wrist. She was yanked back roughly from her suicidal ledge and was quickly spun around to find herself looking into eyes as black as the night sky itself.

CC Note: so there ya have it folks! Review please and tell me what you guys think! The more reviews I get the faster I update!