I'll tell you now, I actually found the complete plan for this story, and I can tell you that I'm definately going to finish this story. XD Whether Rida wants to or not, (but she will because she's a darling XD)

For the time being though, until I upload the next chapter for "Fragmented Lullabyes" and the DeiSaku oneshot Im planning I won't concentrate on this, since I already have the (amazing) plan from agesss ago xD

Note : This story was published on my other account, cause at that time I didn't think I would be using this account anymore. I deleted this story off that other account and am going to continue it on this, since this story (in my opinion) will end up really good xD

By the end of next week the third chapter will be published hopefully.

Read and review guys, let me and Rida know what you're thinking and take any improvements you might want us to make.


Chapter 1

Crowded. Noisy. Empty.

The crowd buzzed with bargaining at every street stall and restaurant even at about 4 O' Clock in the morning. The people's shadows mingled under the non-existent sun, everyone covered with fluffy coats and scarves. From before dawn, when the people started to prepare, to the last ramen stall that closed at midnight. People would spend their money for, or with, loved ones, or just go for fun with friends. There were no birds in this area, the noise polluting the area dreadfully. One single white dove lay asleep in a soft clump of unoccupied grass.

Hinata walked down the street downcast. Another day passed and she still hadn't had enough courage to confess… and she knew they were ninja. A ninja could die anytime. And there was no clock ticking above Naruto's head informing her how long she had left. And he just couldn't get over how much he loved Sakura… Especially when she even lost her life protecting Naruto… She could never compare to that.

Gazing blankly at the ground as she walked blindly, she only stopped when she saw a small baby dove being thrown stones at. She saw little kids staring at it hatefully after they ran out of stones, but didn't dare to go near it as if it was a monster. One with vibrant red hair ran off to get more stones.

'Probably kids helping their parents set up their stalls.' She chided.

She quickly registered the scene in her mind. Small children… No boys, were trying to kill an innocent bird. She sighed as she surrendered to her love for nature, and quickly ran towards where the scene was taking place. And just as soon as she got there, the crimson haired boy that ran off came back, arms filled with stones and with the intent of hatred.

"Kill it!"

"It brought bad luck onto us!"

"It killed my parents!"

The last cry was filled with despair and hatred. She could only wonder what the children blamed the bird for.

Brushing away those small thoughts she picked up the bird, the children had stopped throwing stones and ran off when they saw her lavender, but blank eyes, and used a simple Healing Jutsu to stop its bleeding. She took it and swiftly ran to a local park. She smoothed down its feathers gently, as if it was fragile china, and placed it carefully up on a tree. It would be safe until its mother came to find it.

She backed away from the tree after, her good deed done. The little 'excursion' managed to distract her from her earlier thoughts, but didn't prevent them from coming back. She walked vacantly towards nowhere.

A few hours later…

Hinata lingered in the training grounds, morose. Her thoughts scolded her head just like her father had done so long ago. Why? Why didn't she have the courage to confess? How come everyone else could do it so boldly yet she couldn't? Who is now left alone but me? Was she just…just weak? Her poignant thoughts stabbed her mind like a kunai. She could hear the familiar hustle and bustle of the Konoha market from here but the only words distinguished in her mind were 'I love you'. It was all she could hear, all she could see, all she could smell and all she could taste. Yet all she could feel on her skin was a cape of solitude and the only one she knew was gazing at her was the angel of despair. As she turned to leave the place where so many memories hung she noticed a figure bounding towards her.

"Hey Hinata what's up?" a masculine voice interrupted her trail of thoughts.

"Nothing." she replied timidly, turning to face Kiba. He was wearing a sheepish smile as usual. It was a bit like Naruto's but not as captivating to her. But as she reflected over her life, Kiba had been nicer to her than Naruto ever had. Kiba had noticed her, Naruto hadn't. Kiba was kind to her, Naruto barely knew she existed. Plus Naruto liked, no adored Sakura. Why does she remain behind caught in this field of mess, while the dandelions' hope fly away?. And I know it is time to move on, and I know I should forget you now but I can't change the way I feel about you. Her pondering seemed to give her a glazed look for Kiba was now looking slightly concerned.

"Hey Hinata are you still in this universe?" His casual tone didn't mask the concern he held for the girl. She had been spacing out a lot recently and nearly died once because of it , a while ago a poisoned kunai was thrown at her in training and she narrowly dodged it. Kiba always had an annoying urge to find out what had happened to the normally perfect and graceful Hinata he had known, not that he disliked this Hinata, he was just worried. He wondered what was distracting the bashful girl so much that she had barely ever kept her head underneath the clouds.

"Huh? Oh fine, excellent weather isn't it?" she answered absentmindedly.

"Hinata it is -5°C outside." Cold. Bitter cold. As cold as the solitude inside her, as cold as her soul was without love. As cold as reality. She had just noticed the frost decorating every leaf with glistening diamond particles as if revivifying them with hope. Hope. Hope was what was receding from her heart, slowly ebbing away leaving her alone forever.

"Umm Hinata aren't you going to go inside since it's sort of freezing out here?" He asked with consideration. He wanted more than anything to hold her tightly, and protect her from the cold. It was getting harder and harder to even look at her without wanting to hold her.

'Another small gesture of kindness. Why don't I love Kiba instead… Why?' She thought dismally. He was someone who actually noticed her, actually cared for her, shouldn't she love him? Instead of the oblivious one she was in love with now. But then again…Who can control the heart?

"Hinaaaataa..?"

"Oh yeah I will go home in a bit." she lied quickly.

"I would wait but you know Akamaru hates the cold so see you around." he said and rushed off. Oh how she wished she loved Kiba, that she could control her heart, that she was someone else. Like someone that Naruto would love… That someone else special in Naruto's heart. How she wished there was a rose in Naruto's hand, a rose for her. How she wished she could dream forever, live in her utopian fantasies. The reality was that they were ninjas. Ninjas could die anytime. And there weren't clocks ticking above everybody's heads to help her plan the future. She wished she was a true Hyuuga; a stoic emotionless tool. Someone who wasn't allowed to feel.

She waited until she knew, or thought she knew, that Kiba had left the vicinity.

When she was sure that she was clear, she made her way slowly to a Sakura Tree. The view was beautiful as it was on a hill, and although it was still winter, the Cherry blossoms still managed to grow. She relaxed and sat under it, looking nowhere but above at the pink blooms. Hinata hated the part of her, the part of her which still envied Sakura, even though she passed away a year ago… Without trying Sakura, beautiful and envied Sakura, managed to win the precious heart of the blonde man. Even if Hinata tried, she would never be able to win his heart, she didn't count herself as 'beautiful' but rather as 'average'. And even though Sakura was one Hinata's precious best friends, she still envied her, even past the day she died.

Thinking these thoughts she slowly dozed off into a peaceful sleep, unaware of the strange man watching her fragile form.

He watched her slowly, his eyes deepening with care and amazement at her beauty. Her dark midnight hair laying on white snow, and soft pink petals on her rosy cheek and eyelid. Her eyelashes long and thick, catching miniscule snowflakes in their black net.

Silently, he walked towards her, leaving indented footprints in the soft snow. He embraced her slowly, holding her tightly but gently enough not to awaken her. She stirred slightly, but then relaxing again as she clinged onto his body for warmth. He held her securely and begun to carry her towards town.


Hope you liked this chapter, I'll upload the next chapter tommorrow lol, just cause I feel like being cruel. Review people :D and also, the other author of this story is Rida, (InsertEpicPenNameHere) of whom's profile can be found on my profile under Favourite Authors. She's a great author, and shes the whole reason this story exists (since her favourite pairing is NaruHina) xD

The third chapter will probs be written by the end of next week, maybe earlier if you guys are nice enough to review tons xD

Also, to repeat,

THIS IS A KIBAHINANARU, AND IT HAS A SAD ENDING. Just to warn you in advance :D

REVIEW PEOPLE!