"No one to understand the Hyuuga. No one to relate to, until he meets Sasuke Uchiha."
The wind was blowing ever so slightly, causing his dark brown hair to dance in the breeze. Neji Hyuuga had been training for over four hours now. His body was drained and his mind needed a rest, so he basked in the shade from the tree he was now lying under. Neji's eyelid's started closing and before he knew it, he was sound asleep.
His dream was a mixed vision of blurs and faceless people, a re-occurring dream the Hyuuga seemed to have. The woman running away from the attackers, only to be killed. The entire village, under attack; the never ending war. Yet no one seemed to have a face. This bothered Neji, because the dream would never seem to end. Not until every child was slaughtered, 'till the blood of the victims created a river of red brutality. But there was always one survivor, one faceless child crying out in agony, and Neji knew this couldn't be just a dream. It had to be someone's past, but whose?
The dream was nearing it's end, and Neji couldn't bear it any longer. He forced himself to try to wake. His eyes opened to stare into dark the eyes of the Uchiha who happened to be on him, staring at him, watching him suffer through his nightmare.
"What the-?!" Neji said in confusion, backing against the tree to escape from his newly found visitor. Sasuke just looked the Hyuuga in the eyes. His eyes seemed to be filled with sadness. It was making Neji feel guilty, and it felt as though it was drawing him in. The Uchiha lowered his gaze and stood up.
"Listen, Uchiha. Just because someone's asleep, doesn't mean you can sneak up on them. What the hell were you planning to do anyways?" Sasuke flicked his hair, and turned his head away. "I tripped over your legs and fell, idiot."
Neji stood up and brushed himself off. Sasuke's eyes drifted to Neji's hands as they gently swept across his body.
Those hands….