Hi, welcome, this is my new story that I'm starting when I really need to stop procrastinating on my other ones! Yeah, I might have a bad habit of starting things when I haven't finished others... Anyways, please sit back, relax, and enjoy the show!
DISCLAIMER: The only thing I own is Hinari Hyūga Uzumaki! Believe it!
Warning(s): Shameless shipping, a badass Himawari, and possible language.
Ithappenedsofastsheneverknewwhyhersisterwascryingsowhyithurtsomuchandthelightwassobright-
Darkness. That was the only thing that had greeted her.
She only felt the overbearing sense of loneliness and oppression-
Then the calming beats started. It felt like someone else was curled up and entangled with her, but she was fine with that. She always had been cuddlier than most.
Eventually, she accepted it. The beats that were achingly familiar always sounded all around her, and the person with her that sometimes kicked her, though she knew it wasn't intentional.
She did it to them too, after all.
It felt nice. The usual stress she had when alive was gone, all of her thinking was hazy at best, and her cuddle-buddy was an amazing source of heat. It was just when the liquid that surrounded them drained, she was left gasping as she got used to breathing with her lungs. All her life, she never felt her claustrophobia kick in so violently.
She promptly started screaming her throat raw when extremely tall blindingly bright people (doctors, she thought distantly) started cleaning her off, had her new Father cut her umbilical cord, and handed her to the new Mother of hers.
Beautiful long blue hair. She looked tiredly thrilled at the prospect of holding her, and was holding what looked to be another newborn in her arms. Her eyes were... Unique, to say in the least. It was a testament to how bad a babies' eyesight was if it looked like she had no pupils.
She didn't stick around for more observations, (or rather, wasn't able to comprehend anymore shocking things) as she fell asleep in her new Mother's arms. Soon, she'd realize that the body she cuddled with for nine months was Himawari Hyūga Uzumaki. Younger sibling of Boruto Hyūga Uzumaki.
Life here was going to be way more interesting.
Age Three
"Nee-chan, wait for me!" I squealed, running after my twin.
The whiskers on my cheeks and Hokage Monument, along with my last names were a huge hint on where I was, and when I was. After all, it would honestly suck if it was any of the Shinobi World Wars.
Then again, Boruto was living proof.
He was every bit of an overprotective brother and was way less annoying when you were one of his little sisters.
"Hina-chan, come catch me!"
Life was content, and I was born in the age of electronics. It was also great cause Mom would be teaching us the basic stances for the Gentle Fist technique when we were older.
But for now, 3-year-old me had a dream. "I'M GONNA BE HOKAGE-"
"-I'M GONNA SURVIVE KONOHAGAKURE!"
It almost sounded like the Younger Naruto was saying his dream with her. But that would be impossible... Right?
Dad suddenly picked me up, bouncing me in the air as I laughed, my cheeks hurting from smiling.
"Tou-chan, let me hold Hinari! Please? I swear I won't drop her again!"
...That was my brother. Protective, yes, but just a little bit accident prone. How he got better with wielding sharp objects and dropping things to the point of being called a genius, I'll never know.
And yes, my dear, sweet, adorably annoying five year-old brother had indeed dropped me before.
It was not a pleasant experience.
"Aww, why'd you pick her up? We were having fun just playing tag!" Himawari. My older sister. The one who got pissed at my bro when he tore her stuffed panda and ended up awakening her Dōjutsu and knocking out my dad with the Gentle Fist taijutsu the day he became Hokage. The one I would probably die for. She's too pure for this world, even if her crying tends to scare me.
"Sorry Hima, but I promised to take her to the park today! Boruto and Sarada are coming along as well, so you can come too!" One of the reasons why I even made this play-date was for more time. The Hokage initiation would be soon, so happy memories right now with my dad were very welcome.
Nee-chan pouted at first, a little miffed that she wasn't invited earlier, before she grinned. "Will Shikadai be there too?"
My mouth fell open. Why Hima, why? I began to sulk, covering my face with my hands as I was cursing myself for even mentioning my silly crush to her.
Naruto blinked, surprise coloring his features at Hinari's reaction.
Hinata chuckled, silently making plans to talk with Temari-chan to match-make their children. Specifically, the one who had gone beet-red at the mention of a certain someone, acting very similar to how she herself once was like.
"Yeah, Boruto invited him to play electronic games, and I assume the rest of the Ino-Shika-Cho will join as well. Why?" He questioned, genuinely confused at his daughter's behaviors. Himawari, for once, said nothing in response, just grinning and motioning for them to hurry out the door.
Hinari just sighed, resigned to her fate.
Boruto and Naruto just looked confused, both being very oblivious to stuff of that nature.
Himawari had the face of and evil mastermind, cooking up a plot to save her sister's non-existent love life.
Hinata merely smiled, debating on whether or not to beat her record at Ichiraku's, or just get dinner ready.
The Hyūga Uzumaki family gathered their things, as they set out to the park, stopping only to get the female Uchihas and to get some dango.
All's well that ends well.
First chapter and I already spoiled the ship. Sorry... Anyways, tell me what you think! I know that Naruto is very popular, and I'm planning on writing more for it, but it was one of the shows I grew up with and it holds a special place in my heart. That's my excuse, and I'm gonna stick with it! Hopefully you enjoyed this beginning!
~ TheAngelicPyro