Zeelee-Vallen: Welp, again I make a new story D: Not sure about pairings just yet, we will see. Tell me what you guys think! I'm making it all up as I go, if you don't like something, just say. I like to learn o3o. And it's going to have a lil Eragon in it, with the Dragon imprinting. I rather liked the idea.

(Revised March 12, 2015)

Disclaimer: We do not own Naruto!

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Glinting purple caught her eye, making her stop dead in her tracks from pursuing the brown colored rabbit. It was just a little bit of purple showing from underneath a pile of big rocks, the sound of the river dulling her hearing. It was afternoon, the light catching the purple just perfectly to reflect into her eyes.

She stared at it, her body reacting on its own as she made her way towards the out of place color. There were no such colors out in the woods... It was such a pretty purple, royal and deep. Like the dresses the royals wore.

Hinata kneeled down and began to dig into the jagged rocks, ignoring the sharp pain as it dug into her skin, breaking the soft flesh. Her eyes were set solely on the slim line of beautiful purple.

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Hinata rushed home, the enchanting purple rock she found safely nestled in her arms as she ran through the forest, her path lit by moonlight. She dodged threw the trees expertly, careful not to trip on stray roots or to make a sound.

It was late out, the moon at its peak in the star filled sky. She spend the whole evening dislodging the rocks to free the purple rock. Now here she was rushing home and praying that her brother was asleep, Neji would be upset if he found out she was hunting again. After all, it wasn't proper for a lady to hunt. But, for one male to provide for his two sisters and sickly father was too much, even if he was considered to be highly capable. Even if she only chipped in a little bit, it meant more meat for her ill father.

She made her way to the small house built of straw and mud, it was the place she called her home. There was no movement inside, so that was a good sign at least. No candles were lit, so thus that meant they should be resting.

"Hinata. What are you doing out so late?" Hinata froze, her breath hitching in her throat from the sound of the deep voice behind her. Slowly she turned as she stuffed the rock into her worn jacket, her lavender tinted orbs focusing on pure white ones. Long hair swung back and forth behind her brother as he walked -more like stalked- toward her. His eyes reflected the moon, his feminine yet manly features catching the shadows just perfectly.

Hinata flinched slightly and lowered her gaze, her brother was so much more beautiful than her, even if he was a male.

She couldn't help but be slightly jealous of him.

"Brother..." She spoke, her voice wavering slightly. "I... I... was with a friend!" Was the first thing that popped into her mind. Soon as it exited her lips she regretted it, dark coils of suspicion surrounded Neji, making him look menacing. Hinata whimpered under his dark glare, unable to move. Her brother terrified her most of the time, it didn't help that he used to be cruel to her when she was younger. Sure he calmed down, but the fear remained.

"Who was this friend?" He hissed out, gripping Hinata's hand hard. She gripped her other hand above her heart, trying her best to slow its pace. She was lucky he didn't notice the stone yet, considering it made a bit of a lump where her stomach was.

"It was..." Names of the villagers raced through her mind, finally landing on her male friend. "Shikamaru." She said the name, her mind clearing slightly. Shikamaru would often be found with or near her, he was a close friend of hers. His deep thoughtful mind would often reach to hers, to share knowledge and research. Together they could converse for hours about their most favorite subject: Dragons.

Both had a deep fascination with the creatures, but they knew it was rare to get chosen as a dragon master. The eggs of dragons were widely ranged in color, shape, and size. Often mistaken as precious rocks and sold off for a high price to those who actually knew what they were. Sometimes an egg would be found and hatch, then the dragon inside would 'mark' a.k.a imprint with the person, turning them into a dragon master. Which is the name for people who imprinted with a dragon. These people were whisked away to a school, made for the dragon masters to raise the dragon into full maturity.

In a way, it was a win-win situation. If dragon never chose them to hatch for the finder, they would get massive amounts of money.

This rock she found... Could it be… A dragon egg? No! There was no way, she shook her head to clear her thoughts.

"Shikamaru?" Neji asked, his gaze losing a bit of its harshness. Hinata nodded, relaxing slightly. Neji was familiar with Shikamaru, often calling him a good suitor. Although she knew he would never like a girl like her, her family had no dowry to pay, which brought down her value greatly. "Alright... Next time, warn me of your whereabouts. It isn't safe at night for a woman." Neji said, letting go of her arm and walking-stalking-towards their little hut.

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Hinata climbed into her straw bed, and pulled her thin rag of a blanket over her. She held the rock to her chest and stared at its purple beauty. It felt warm, probably from it being in her jacket earlier.

Hinata smiled softly and kissed it, as if kissing a teddy bear. For whatever reason she felt drawn to it, like it was some precious thing she should cherish.

"Good night..." She whispered, before shutting her lavender orbs.

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Zeelee-Vallen: I just had to! Hinata is just so cute... She deserves it. Don't you agree? Anyway, review! Tell me your thoughts about the Idea for this story.