My note: EDITED! So this is the much deserved edited version of chapter one of WUMH2 . I also changed the name of the chapter! I hope you guys like this better. An advanced apology for any mistakes. Lemme know what you guys think coz I might be doing the same thing for chapter two as well. Okay? Here's the improved installment of When Uchiha Met His Hyuuga. R & R


WHEN UCHIHA MET HIS HYUUGA.


CHAPTER 1 – Beginnings


The sun shone brightly over Konoha. The village as always was bustling with people happily going about their everyday activities. Not a care in the world. But it wasn't so for everybody. After all one year was not enough time to move on or forget. He was trying to forget but every time he closed his eyes those memories came crashing back and he'd be left trembling.

At his young age Sasuke Uchiha had witnessed the murder of his parents. Fugaku and Mikoto Uchiha. And as if to add fuel to fire his older brother, his once role model, was the reason. The proud Uchiha's were no match for the clan genius. The very thought of his sibling disgusted the young boy. It made his blood boil. He was too young to live by himself. The word was so big. How was he to live by himself? He couldn't. He craved the caring embrace of his mother every time he'd feel lost. He needed the acknowledgement from his father every time he got down a new jutsu. But every time he looked up he'd be all alone.

All it had taken was one night. One singe night had stolen everything from him. But its darkness was still etched in the boy's heart. As it would be forever. He was not supposed to live with this burden. He was not supposed to live period.

'Hate me Sasuke.'

The last remaining Uchiha clenched his fist as Itachi's words came back to him. "I do! I do hate you!" he scram in to the air. Slowly tears started to trickle down the young boy's face. The weight of reality was too much for the child to bear. He slumped to the ground and brought his knees to his chest. He roughly wiped away the tears. He would not show weakness. He would not be weak. He had promised that to himself. He would get stronger. Crying showed weakness. He was not weak.

'I'm not weak! Just you wait I'll be Hokage someday! And then everybody will respect me!'

Sasuke scoffed at the antics of his blonde classmate. He was always so loud. He always had to make a spectacle of himself. He would never let things be. But nonetheless he was the only one who managed to get the stoic boy to react, even if it were a simple glare.

The young boy truly believed in the ninja rule – a ninja must never show emotions. And he had learned to do that perfectly over the last year. He never spoke. He never smiled. He simply didn't care. But that blonde would always manage to get him on edge.

"That Naruto Uzumaki. What a baka!" mumbled the boy.

Despite his annoyance Sasuke couldn't help but smile to himself. He would never make it known, but he really did in ways look up to the boy. Naruto would never let anything get his spirits down. It was sometimes inspiring and at times down right annoying.

Why is he like that?

Sasuke knew Naruto did not have any parents either. But instead of being depressed he had decided to plaster a smile to his tanned face. And it was a genuine, infectious smile. In some ways Naruto was better then Sasuke.

That foreign thought made the Uchiha youngster snap out of his musings. Sasuke furrowed his brow in annoyance

Hmph! Like hell! I beat his ass everyday in the academy. I'm way better.

With that cleared he smugly leaned against a tree. He crossed his arms behind his head and looked up at the leaves rustling with the wind. He closed his eyes and inhaled in the evening air. The summer breeze felt nice against his hot skin.

Summer.

His mother loved summers. Her favorite time of the year. She would always have Itachi and him help her with the gardening, and at the end of the day they'd be rewarded with ice-creams. He hated ice-creams now.

His mother's laugh rang through his ears. So carefree, so full of love and care.

Unwittingly a lone tear escaped Sasuke's eyes, but it was gone just as soon. He hastily sat up.

To get his mind off of his mother he looked around the familiar surrounding. Everything looked the same but still things had changed. Like the forest, over the year he too had changed.

This clearing was where Itachi used to train with him. Itachi, the brother he loved so much. The brother he looked up to, who he wanted to be like. The brother he now hates and wants to kill.

When Sasuke had demanded a reason for his vile actions what had he said? He said that he wanted to test his strength!

His strength? He killed his own family to test his strength?

Sasuke got to his feet as fast as his young body could manage. He clenched his fists in anger and growled out in frustration. The memory of that night made his little body shake with anger. He wanted to hit his brother so badly! Instinctively he turned around and smashed his left fist in to the tree. The pain made his eyes water but he held them back. No more.

His sharp senses kicked in when he heard a very faint gasp. Instantly he turned around, cradling his fist. If it was an enemy, this was the worst time to be hurt. He mentally kicked himself.

Sasuke let out a breath he didn't know he was holding. It was only Hinata running up to him. The girl who follows Naruto around like a lost puppy. It had been that way since their first year in the academy. For some reason that irked the Uchiha. Unwittingly he had started glaring at the girl which made the little girl halt in her tracks.

He decided to play oblivious and asked, "Who are you?" He narrowed his little eyes for special effects.

The small girl's face fell. She looked at him disbelievingly. It was one thing to ignore her but it was a completely different matter to ignore her very existence!

Sasuke inwardly smirked at her reaction.


When the academy let out Hinata rushed back home and practically scarfed down her lunch. She needed to hurry. Their sensei had taught them a neat technique today. The clone jutsu. She couldn't wait to practice it for herself. Maybe she would show it to her father and maybe, just maybe he would be happy with her. Hinata looked around the compound. She knew her father would not be looking for her any time soon. Their training was much later in the evening and she would be back before that. She was not going to be missed anytime soon anyway. Besides she really wanted to train in the forest. When she passes the academy her team and she would be training there. Her young mind filled with happiness at the prospect of being in a team. She only prayed that she would be in the same team as a certain blonde loud mouth. The young girl giggled to herself as she headed towards the forest.

Only two more years she mused to herself.

The young Hyuuga had been training for quite a while. She had got the basics down. She smiled to herself when she thought she'd heard something. As curious as the eleven year old was she had decided to investigate. She made her way through the over-grown bushes. Her little feet sometimes got stuck between roots. So she had tripped a good number of times until she reached the source of said sounds. As she neared she noticed that it was none other than Sasuke Uchiha sitting in the middle of a clearing. She thought better and came to a stop. She didn't hate him but she didn't particularly like him either. He's really mean! her young mind thought.

Hinata looked around the clearing. Almost every tree had been brutally stabbed with shurikens and kunais.

Looks like he was training too she thought to herself.

Suddenly he bolted up which managed to snap the young girl out of her reverie. She thought she saw a brief flash of sadness cross his features. Her little heart went out to the young Uchiha. She had heard about Sasuke's misfortunes. If he wasn't so distant and cold she would have approached him. But such things were out of the question when it came to Sasuke Uchiha.

The little girl watched from behind a tree as he got up and directed a punch at the nearby tree.


Hinata gasped in shock and rushed to the boy as fast as her little feet would allow. She had panicked, but stopped when he turned around. She had only wanted to help and here he was glaring daggers at the innocent girl. Not only that, he was completely oblivious to her existence. She hastily retracted her hands which only made the Uchiha glare harder.

Hinata dropped her head. She didn't want to annoy him any further so she quickly answered, "I-I'm H-Hinata," she said looking to her feet. It was a good way to escape his glare.

"What do you want?" snapped Sasuke.

Hinata inwardly winced at his tone. She slowly lifted her head. "Um…I-I thought I h-heard something-"

Sasuke narrowed his eyes. Hinata started to panic and stumble over her words. "N-no. No. I-it's just, I-I uh….um….."

What was she supposed to say? She didn't want anything. Maybe it was rhetorical question?

Sasuke's little mind groaned in frustration. She's always like this.

Girls in general were annoying. Always clinging to him. Always squealing over something. But this girl, Hinata, granted she didn't cling to him. Heck she barely looked at him. Not that he cared of course. He had never heard her voice increase even an octave when she talks let alone squeal. Still she somehow managed to frustrate him to no end. And that annoyed him even more.

Meanwhile Hinata was desperately trying to look for an exit. Her eyes landed on Sasuke's now bleeding fist and widened in alarm.

"Sasuke-kun! Your hand!" She covered the distance between them in a few small strides. Without thinking she gently placed a hand over his bleeding one.

Sasuke instantly reverted back. "What the hell do you think you're doing?"

Hinata looked at him confused. "Your hand-"

"I don't need your help!" he spat out.

Hinata's brows knit together in annoyance. Never in her small life had she ever gotten mad at anybody. But Sasuke was making it difficult for her not to. If he wasn't hurt she would have left a long time ago. She couldn't just leave him like this. Her conscience wouldn't let her. She tried to muster up all the courage she had and looked him dead in the eye. "I'll just w-wrap some bandages around your h-hand. Please! Y-you'll get an in-infection," she half pleaded.

With each word leaving her mouth the young heiress felt more and more confident. She had never felt that way. But for some reason she was really determined. She would not give up. She would not leave him like this.

The young boy on the other hand was slightly taken aback at her determination. He grumbled unintelligently and looked down at his hand. It was really sore at this point and he did need to stop the bleeding, pronto. He looked away at the furthest tree and against his better judgment paced his bloody hand in front of him. Seeing thins Hinata sighed in relief and inwardly jumped. She stepped closer to him and took out the gauge form her pouch.

Sasuke had decided to completely ignore her. He concentrated with all his might at the far away tree.

"There!" Hinata smiled and held his hand up. Sasuke looked down at his now cleaned and bandaged hand and quickly jerked it out of Hinata's ones. Hinata did back away a little at his rudeness. She knew he wasn't going to thank her but he could at least act nice. Who was she kidding? Sasuke Uchiha is not nice, period. Hinata let out a small sigh and turned around to leave.

Inwardly she was expecting, hoping that he would stop her. But that interference never came.

She really did not like this boy. It's best if she just avoided him.

He is so a rude!

Hinata narrowed he eyes and pouted her lips. She did not want to get worked up over that ungrateful Uchiha. She quickened her pace and in moments was gone.

Sasuke watched as Hinata's figure slowly disappeared through the trees. He was not going to thank her. After all he never asked for her help. But he was grateful nonetheless.

She really is a strange girl that Hinata Hyuuga.

He looked back down at his bandaged hand and a small smile made its way across the boy's face.

She's definitely strange.

Sasuke too turned around and started for his apartment. But this time he entered it in a far better mood then when he had left. This nowadays was a rare panorama.


Hinata stealthily entered in to the Hyuuga compound. She was late. She wasn't supposed to go off all by herself. She had been ordered by her father to always have an escort accompanying her when she needed to go anywhere. But she liked her privacy. Besides she didn't want to bother any of her branch house relatives. They surely had better things to do. But she also feared her father. So she carefully made her way to her room on tip-toes.

"Where were you?" a stern voice sounded from behind her.

Hinata froze. Her young eyes widened. She cautiously turned around to look at none other than her father Hiashi Hyuuga. His voice was calm but his eyes betrayed such thoughts. He was angry. Hinata gulped audibly. She hastily bowed her small body in front of the very angry head and greeted him. "Good evening Otou-san."

But that went completely unheard. "Where have you been?" Hiashi repeated coolly. He was this close to losing his temper. When Hinata was late for their training session he had decided to go and fetch her himself. But when he knocked thrice to no answer he entered only to find the room empty. He even checked her bathroom but she was no where. He nearly had a heart attack. He still remembers the attempted kidnapping of his eldest daughter and it wasn't something he would forget anytime soon. He was just about to alert the entire house when he spotted her sneaking in. He was furious to say the least.

"Um…I-I was t-training O-otou-san," she stuttered. Fear was slowly creeping up her spine. She didn't want to give her father another reason to be disappointed in her. He already had so many.

Hiashi Hyuuga had relaxed slightly at that. But he still had more to say. "What were you thinking? Haven't I made myself clear when I asked you to always be in the company of a branch house member?" he seethed.

Hinata cowered under her father's glare. "I-I'm s-sorry Otou-san. I-I didn't W-want t-to b-bother any-anybody." Her stuttering was something that seemed to escalate to new heights every time her father was around. And it almost always made matters worse.

"Stop that!" Hiashi ordered. "You are the heir to the Hyuuga clan. Stand tall."

The eleven year old winced and stood straighter meeting her father's eyes. They were the same as her. But in truth his were so much colder and couldn't have differed any more then the young girls. Her father had always called her weak. He had always said that her caring nature would only bring woe and disaster to the clan.

"I-I'm sorry Otou-san," The little girl apologized her eyes tearing up. But she fought them. She didn't want to give him anymore reason to get mad at her.

"Do not apologize! It is your right as heir to govern over both houses and it is the duty of the branch members to serve the main house. Do you understand?" Hiashi demanded.

Hinata timidly nodded. "Y-yes Otou-san. I understand."

"The next time you feel like running off by yourself you shall inform me. Is that understood?"

"Yes Otou-san."

"If you forget this again there will be dire consequences bear that in mind Hinata. You are not only an heiress but also a Hyuuga. Our eyes are special. Our enemies lie in wait for an opportune moment such as today, to steal our secrets." He looked at his daughter pointedly. "You alone is like an open invitation for our enemies. We cannot let the clan's years worth of knowledge perish because of your carelessness."

For one very brief moment Hinata had thought that her father was actually worried for her well-being. But how wrong she was. He was only worried for the clan's well-being. The tears she had been working to keep at bay started falling down silently as she bowed in front of her father once again. Hiashi did not spare a second glance at his eldest as he headed for his office.

He can be harsh but he only does it for his daughter's welfare. The world is a harsh place and to survive she needed to be accustomed to its ways. Nonetheless he'd be lying if he said he wasn't relieved to see his daughter safe. After all which father does not care for his own child?

Hinata ran back to her room. All the while silent tears rolled down her cheeks staining the front of her shirt.

I'm such a disappointment she mentally kicked herself. Too weak. Not good enough.

Hinata entered her room in a far worse mood then when she had left it. This was not so rare a panorama.


So? -wiggles eyebrow- Wot did you think? R & R