Heyy guys :$ I think this is a one shot with a slight plot? I guess, not making it a one shot then lol. Depends on your reviews! Also this is my first ever fan-fic, so please, go easy! No hating, please be gentle with the critic.
Update: To the anonymous review; Bravo for being anon! Summary just for you.
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Hinata: 17
Itachi: 19
Stepping out into the veranda, Hinata inhaled deeply. Feeling a light breeze across her cheek she briefly closed her eyes, momentarily losing herself to the noise of the hustle and bustle of a thriving Konoha night life. Oh how she wished she could be out there right now, laughing and painting the town red just as her friends were doing at that moment.
*Couple hours earlier*
"You are a workaholic!"
"Ohhh, come one Hinata! Give yourself a break"
"Ten-ten's right Hinata-chan, you haven't been out with us since foreverrr" Her blonde friend whined. The other girls nodded in agreement. Hinata sighed; she looked at her girlfriends with a slight pang of jealously. They looked drop dead gorgeous and she could only imagine the wild antics they would be up too later on. Ino had a purple figure hugging halter neck dress with her usual high ponytail, her bangs covering up one of her smoky eyes. Sakura had donned a pink halter neck which stopped short of her stomach revealing her toned midriff. She had a matching pink mini skirt and a fake purple streak in her hair. Her make-up was strangely minimal; a slight peach blush and just the corners of her eyes tinted with a smokey brown accentuating her jade orbs. She looked amazing and her streak only added to her beauty. It made her look wild, ready. Ten-Ten looked fabulous clad in a maroon peplum dress and her usual Princess Leia hairdo was out and her brown wavy locks were clipped to the side framing her face. Even the usually plain Ten-Ten had made an effort, capturing her chestnut eyes with thick lashes and tinting her lips with maroon. Temari also looked stunning, opting for a daring red and black strapless bodycon dress showing off her slim figure. With her signature hairstyle gone, her hair was all slicked back into a high ponytail but she had kept her bangs down. Her lips the same vibrant red as her dress.
Hinata couldn't help but stare in envy. Losing herself to her thoughts.
What would she look like? If she had she allowed herself to succumb to the temptation of a night out..
No. She mustn't let herself be swayed. That was unacceptable. She had a goal.
Focus, Hinata.
Focus.
She had to get rid of them before it got too much and there would be no turning back. She knew all too well how easily she was could be persuaded and she couldn't afford to give in. Not now.
Hinata smiled at her friends apologetically.
"G-Gomen you guys, you know how m-my father is.." She bowed her head so as not to see her friend's facial expressions shrouded in pity; she also missed the glance they exchanged, silently acknowledging there was no point pursuing this any further.
"Ahh, no matter Hinata-chan. Next time for sure though!" Sakura winked and slightly nudged her elbow into Hinata's rib. Her friends smiled, nodding once again.
"H-Hai Sakura-chan!"
*Present*
"Hinata-Sama!"
Her eyes snapped open, shaking her out of her daydream.
"Gomen for interrupting you Hinata-sama, I-It's just that your father and Neji-sama are waiting for you" The servant boy lowered his head and almost slightly ran away.
Hinata sighed. No, no sighing. She was ready for this, she had to think positive. Think of all the blood, sweat and tears shed these past couple months. You're ready for this.
'I'm ready for this'
She walked into a dimmed room, the lack of light hiding the vast space of it. Glancing around, she felt the piercing stare coming from the tall looming figure in the corner. Her breath hitched in her throat. It was her father. His reluctance to be there was so strong; you could practically taste it in the air. Hinata swallowed.
Her eyes wandered to the centre of the room she saw her cousin already in his fighter stance. His pale orbs for eyes slightly illuminated from the lack of light, she hoped her eyes didn't give away her uncertainty.
She steadied her breathing and walked opposite her cousin, a look of pride and determination on her face and a slight manic glint in her eye. Her cousin could sense it, and her father could sense it. She was desperate. Neji faltered allowing his face to slip up and betray him, showing signs of distress but he quickly regained his composure.
It didn't go amiss; Hinata saw his face and resented him all the more for it. She steadied her stance.
"Start!"
"Byakugan!"
"Byakugan!"
Hinata lunged, hitting the air. She was fast but as usual Neji was that one second faster which he used to his advantage, in that fraction of a second where she lunged, he hit the lower of her back, causing her to fall and skid on the ground. She gasped in pain. Quickly jumping up, she twirled around; narrowly missing Neji's palm and what would have been a fatal blow. Jumping back in defence, Neji was there, always two steps ahead. She acknowledged her mistake before it even happened. Three sharp jabs, hitting those valuable points in her arms. She swung blindly with her good arm, her cousin dodging. 'Damn him!'
Blinking back tears, Hinata slowly felt the dull throb of her arm going numb; she would not be able to use her left arm for a while. She inwardly cursed, regaining her posture once more, both her and her cousin charged forward. Throwing punch after punch at speeds so fast even with a Byakugan it was hard to keep up.
Hinata leaped back to her corner, her breathing heavy, her forehead slightly damp from the perspiration. Neji took this short pause to stare at his cousin; she was really giving it her all. Her face not wavering at all, Neji admired her determination. He felt, almost sad. Should he tone it down it a little, allow her this victory? Would Hiashi-Sama notice? Surely not, Hinata had indeed grown stronger, there was no denying that. But what if he did notice? That would only bring more shame upon his delicate cousin, how would she react?
Hinata noticed her cousin deep in thought and reacted quickly. She balled her fists and exerted her chakra, her left arm now fully recovered.
"Jūho Sōshiken!"
Neji was frozen, a confused expression on his face. Hinata dashed forward, her indigo hair flowing, two giant blue lion heads on her fists, Neji's eyes were wide in shock and Hinata not missing a beat, noticed and seized the opportunity to strike. She struck in the middle of his chest causing him to fly backwards, hit the wall and slump to the ground groaning in pain.
Her father's head tilted up, shock flitted across his face for a split second, before his face returned to its impassiveness but at least she had engaged his interest!
Hiashi took the moment to scrutinize his daughter. Could she finally be living up to her name? He doubted it; as much as his heart wanted Hinata to win he couldn't allow himself the luxury.
Hinata, distracted with thoughts of her father did not notice Neji, he hit her respiratory points. She choked on her blood. 'Damn it!'
"You cannot allow yourself to be distracted Hinata-Sama!"
Damn it! Damn! Damn! Damn. She slumped forward, blinking back tears. Just when she thought she had the upper hand..
That last jutsu had drained her of most her chakra and her shoulders sagged in defeat, she groaned, her strength faltering, she knew she could fight no more. Her face crumpled up and she let her head hang, her hair covering her face.
Her father looked on in disappointment; Hinata could feel his death stares cut into her like hot branded pikes. She scrunched her eyes up so as not to let her tears fall. Her father sighed in discontent and walked out of the room.
Hinata fell to her knees, the tears flowing.
She didn't understand. She had trained endlessly, she had thought this time for sure..
Neji glanced at his cousin.
"Gomen Hinata-sama" He walked out of the room and motioned for a servant to come forward. "See to it Hinata is treated immediately"
"H-Hai Neji-Sama!"
Neji sighed, his muscles ached and he longed for a bath.
*A few hours later*
Hinata lie awake in bed, pondering her life. She was a failure... Her father knew it and reminded her of it often, how her younger sister, Hanabi, was so much better than her. How Neji, a branch member! Was a more suitable heir. How Hanabi was so much more brilliant than Hinata in every way; smarter, faster, stronger. Hinata did not need reminding; she had her painful childhood memories. Barely able to keep up with the training. Retiring to bed every day physically and mentally exhausted, putting herself through all that just for her father's approval. Some childhood. She rolled over, her body was sore, her breathing still jagged. She could barely remember the maids rushing in and tending to her, it was all a blur. She sighed out loud and tried to push the painful memories, her father's death stare and her younger sister's cocky smirk out of her mind as she waited for a restless and uneasy sleep.