I was in an angsty mood, and this kinda came up behind me and repeatedly whacked me on the head till I wrote it.
Ever have that problem?
So you know it's Hinata (from the character thingy) but tell me who her husband is...
I reveal it at the end. :3
Anyway, if you like it, go read my other fics! (Just not Stronger Than Before or Shut up Neji, those both royally suck)
And now Ree-chan presents:
DESERVING OF TEARS
(Formerly Nightmare)
She doesn't cry, not the first time.
Actually, she doesn't cry the second, or the third, or-
She's lost count.
But when she's gotten the divorce papers (Hokage-sama cries, so guilty so ashamed), and completed the requirements for transference (Temari, the only one who was there for her), and she's written her letters (They deserve the explanations she was never given) and she's laid her ring on the nightstand (Beautiful silver pearl sapphire diamond, took him a whole year to save up says Shikamaru) .
She finally cries.
She's pressed her back up against the bedroom wall, stomach tense, taking in her packed bags, the letters and ring placed on the nightstand, his clothes, scattered like usual on the floor. The room looks perfect, otherwise, as she's always kept it. Their little house (Because a house is not a home) refuses to betray the fact that she has fallen apart, a little, inside. But he kept pretending, and so did she, until she say a bit of him inside of her.
It's a good thing that she decided to have an abortion, or she would've had to have one herself.
When she begins to cry, she clutches her stomach, her womb, and prays for strength, so that she can be a good mother (What would she know, mess of a father, mother was dead, she had no support) for the little bit of life in her.
Then she sobs, sliding down on the floor.
She cries for a long time, cries for herself and her husband and their baby and everything she's giving up and everything he gave up ( and forced her to give up) and her family (that turned its back on her) and her friends (who didn't help, who wouldn't help).
But then the clock strikes (the beautiful, intricate grandfather clock, a wedding present from her father) and she knows he'll be home in only an hour from work, smelling like her but carrying flowers (his way of an apology he thinks she can't hear, her favorite white roses) and she'd have to face him.
And though she is the strongest kunoichi of them all, not even she has enough courage for that.
So she stands up and dries her tears (for the first and last time) and picks up her bags and walks out the front door (and she doesn't look back, she can't handle it).
The other don't know, Hokage-sama promised she wouldn't tell yet (she owes her that much) and so she turns in her headband (wouldn't he be horrorstruck) and climbs in the carriage where her escort waits (and she falls into Temari's arms, who swears it'll be alright) and they ride out the front gates.
When they arrive, she is shown her new apartment (right next to Temari and Kankuro and Gaara, so they can watch over her) and she settles in and hums softly (rockabye baby on the treetop, when the wind blows the cradle will rock) rocking back and forth in her chair.
And she breathes in, and crawls into bed, and prays for strength and sweet dreams (she'll scream when the nightmares come back).
But Hinata does not cry.
(Naruto does not deserve her tears)
END.
Well, I tried.
I'm probably gonna do part from Naruto's point of view.
How many of you guessed who it was immediately?
Virtual cookies if you got it right!
I might make it a chapter story and not just a twoshot...depends what kind of reviews I get. :D
So review!
~Ree-chan
