i do NOT own naruto..kinda wished i did :) awell thats npt going to happen..and yes i know this is very short -.-'
Chpt one
-hanabi's pov.-
Breathing. Hard breathing..what has happened the bright blue and red light filling my front yard. Why didn't anyone stop this? I mean honestly. Okayy all I know is that my dad isn't getting arrest because my sister won't put any charges on him. One other thing I know is that she is bruised and bleeding. Its not like i don't get hurt either but he, wow too much today. One last thing I know and realize right now is that she is my hero, I look up to her. Hinata your brave...
-hinata's pov.-
How did this happen? Humph lets take you back a couple hours ago..
Fear in my eyes. I try to keep my composure. But my shoulder is starting to hurt. As i squeeze my hands into a fist holding on to the fabric of my hoodie i can hear my father saying "sorry for my daughters rude behavior. I never thought i would have to been called here for hinata.." he pauses. "I've raised Hinata to be more polite and well educated. I guess i need to teach her better. Sorry for the discomfort." as much as formal this sounds he is very strict but the subject of the matter sint even as bad. "Dont worry about it Hyuuga-sama. Hinata-chan is very well mannered. This is the first time she didn't complete her homework, fell asleep in call and did a bit of bad talk to me... I just wanted to make sure everything was alright at home" with a smile Kurinia lets us leave.
"wait till we get home.." i close my eyes and get ready i breath trying not to stress.
In a flash my head hits the ground. This person said to get in a thin tank top and little shorts. Cruel. The belt hit my back once more. That's the eighth time when will it stop. He pick up my face with my hair. Slap, punch hmph gross spit hit my face. Strict man never gets sastified. After 5 more hits with this whip that is made out of hand made leather. He gives me another firm slap in my face. I'm trying to stand.
Now here i am you know my pale skin now with different colors of red, purple and some green. Thanks dad.. I wont put any charges on you because eventhough you're cruel, i know i just know that hopefully the dad that is caring will show once more. You show your caring side sometimes but its just a glimpse. Trying to smile i run my fingers into my midnight blue damp hair. My only bruises showing are the ones on my legs and face. I smile to my little sister to tell her everything is fine. With that i snuggle into my sweat shirt and my aching body drifts to sleep. Mabey tomorrow will be better. Atleast I can look forward to school.