Author's Note: This was quite random. I was just experimenting on stuff and just started typing the beginning, and then thought, 'Gee, this'd make a nice story for NaruHina', or something like that. So, I went back, added 'Hyuuga Hinata' at top and then started changing the story a bit and adding a few extras and then rewriting it to make it this. Please likey.
The Day I Was Born
By: biacebaolck
Hyuuga Hinata
The day I was born…
…he told me hello.
Hello? Yes, hello.
The day I was raised and followed orders…
…he told me good girl.
Good girl? Yes, good girl.
The day I forgot and was a troublemaker…
…he told me bad girl.
Bad girl? Yes, bad girl.
I stopped being bad. Because I didn't really like it. Didn't like it at all. NOPE. Didn't like it. I didn't like being called bad, getting yelled at, getting spanked. I didn't like the horrid man he had become. But I liked him when he was nice.
The day I nearly was going to die…
…he told me goodbye.
Goodbye?
…
…NO. NOT goodbye.
He smirked, and I could tell instantly, he'd been using me. Using me? Yes, using me. I could tell…because he was the one who killed me.
Hands around my throat, tightening as I gasped for air, begged with the little breath I still had… Psychotically, he believed he was right and I was wrong. He believed himself strongest, and I the weakest.
The day I died…no…
The day I was nearly going to die…
…someone else saved me.
Not an angel, with pure white wings like the dove and with long flowing hair and a kind and comforting look in his eyes; And a radiate smile as warm as the sun.
Not the devil, with fangs, black webbed wings like the bat with short, choppy hair and a glint of evil in his eyes; And a devilish smile waiting to tear me apart.
He was a human, with normal features. He was short for his age, that, he was. He had blond hair like an angel and twinkling laughing eyes, yet he had the air of the devil, mischievous and troublemaking, yet lovable.
It was love at first sight.
He was just like me, only a little taller than me…yet he fought just equal to that older boy's strength. That older boy was 16. He was 6. A ten year difference, and yet he still won, the older boy running away, cursing, demon! DEMON! DEMON!
The boy was unfazed, but he still held a hurt look, as he wandered back to me.
Your name?
His grin was unlike any other. In the Hyuuga compound, you don't see any smiles. There aren't any. So, it was his grin that attracted me the most of all I guess… My soul threw away that mask… The deeper me…scared, and…a little…
You know… You should… …Let your wings soar…He smiled.
A smile so radiant, I loved it.
I had to smile back…and that is just what I did.
He grinned, before flicking my nose. And he cheerily added, Because you're just like a caged bird! Spread your wings, do what's right! And don't give a care if sadness takes you over, okay? Because you're special! Plus… He clammered back over the wall in which he had climbed in from and I watched in wide-eyed innocence. You're pretty cute! He chirped, before vaulting over to the other side.
That was the last time I saw that boy…
…until I reached Academy.
There, I learned his name was Uzumaki Naruto.
He never did get my name, and I suppose he must've forgotten, but…
Whever I remember that time, I swear…
…the day I was born…
…somehow fate let me meet him.
Uzumaki Naruto
The day I was born…
…there was no one.
No one? Yes, no one.
No one to help me, no one to teach me, and everyone to ridicule me.
The day I was raised by myself…
…I was always alone by myself.
Alone? Yes, all alone.
Alone, sitting alone every night, watching the moon appear in the night sky and watching the sun set and rise. It's just a matter of how you solve this loneliness. I don't care. But I know I'm not the only one alone. I see everyone everyday walking with someone else, be they child or parent, ninja or villager, kid or adult.
The day I decided enough was enough…
…I was always known as a prankster.
Prankster? Yes, prankster.
I loved the attention. Be it horrible screaming and attempts to kill me, I got a thrill from a good prank. Revenge you could say. Sweet revenge. It was rather quite lovely, you know. It was lovely, a spectacle. And did you know it took me two and a half years planning for the prank on Hokage mountain? And I knew I'd get caught, I wasn't stupid. So I thought I'd wait until Academy, you know? After I got all that ninja info.
Ninjas were cool, respected, and I wanted to be respected to. I wanted to be loved. That's why I entered Academy, you know? For some reason, Old Man Hokage let me in. I like him because of that. He's cool! That's why I wanna be Hokage! Everyone respects him, so if I become one too, then I'll be respected too!
You'll have to be strong for that, so that's what I'm going to do. I'll be stronger than them all! After all, I'm the future Hokage! Heheh!
The day I walked by those stuck-up white-eyes' place…
…I heard a weak begging and a loud voice proclaiming…
That they were going to kill.
Kill? Yes, Kill. Kill who? I didn't know, but it didn't matter.
It reminded me of all those attempts people tried to kill me off with and pretend it was an accident. Probably. I didn't like that. Nope, not at all. I scrambled over the wall. I had some ninja training, so it was okay, sorta, but it really hurt.
I leapt onto that guy's back and started to jump on him. He let go of that little girl's neck and tried to kill me instead, recognizing me for the demon. Back then, I didn't know about it, but now I do, and so what? I don't give a damn. I'm not going to dwell in the past! I'm in the FUTURE! I'll be future Hokage!
But since I wasn't Hokage then, I got to play dirty, including the advantage I was smaller.
He chased me around, I managed to fought him off, but when he pinned my arms behind my back, my front against the wall, I kicked back and hit him right there. It wasn't much, just brushed a little, but he whimpered, and let go of me immediately, eyeing my warily.
Demon…you think you can—I got him to chase me and then leapt onto this huge beam where I had the idea—I loosened up the rope that held it up and it wacked him in the balls, and then the nuts and then the face. He ran off screaming, demon! DEMON! DEMON!
Baby.
Anyway, I told the girl that she should, you know… Be free. She looked so scared back there I couldn't help but feel so sorry for her. You know? Even IF she was one of those snobby white-eyes that keep on ridiculing me.
She wasn't snobby, but so big-eyed, innocent…kinda cute, y'know?
She held onto my words, word for word, and I couldn't help but feel embarrassed for saying such corny lines, but seriously, though, when I said it, you'd think it was the first time she heard something like this! And when I grinned, nervously, if I might add, she seemed to relax and feel happier.
That's good.
So, when I left her, she was practically beaming.
I wonder what happened to her, eh?
The memory's a little fuzzy…I forget a bit what she looked like, you know?
I never really saw her again…I don't know if those snobby Hyuuga hit her or something, there are rumours that Hyuuga are real strict, you know? I hope she didn't get spanked. Getting hit with a broom on your butt really hurts. TRUST ME. I've had it more than ten times.
Anyway, I was still in Academy, but never really managed to pass for some reason. It was real annoying. Everyone kept on laughing, but at least their attention was on me. That was good. So that was how it got to the point that, whenever someone mentioned troublemaker and/or prankster, it was automatically another word for: Uzumaki Naruto!
Heheh…
It's a nice life.
Though, why the heck…I wonder…was it…was it okay…? Iruka-sensei had made me stay in to practise my transformation jutsu, but I ditched and set up a prank as distraction. That wasn't to say as I walked back from saving the girl, feeling awfully good about myself, that he caught me.
Stupid Iruka-sensei…
…but, you gotta love his funny faces.
Haha!
Seriously though…life has a strange reasoning. When I met Hyuuga Hinata…she looked awfully familiar, you know?
But that was our first meeting! Right? Right?
…right?
Though, she's weird, she'd look cuter if she looked me in the eye…I wonder why she doesn't? And what's with all the finger twittering…?
Ah well, Kakashi-sensei's here! Stupid baka sensei…always late…