Prolog: Tough Love
There have always been parts in my life when I have been envious of my older sister.
Because of my father views on her in her younger years, she was able to become part of the outside world.
She was able to break free of the clan and yet, she was still in it.
She was able to be wed to some one she loved.
I will not. I am not. But I am getting married.
The man I am getting married to reminds me of me when I was a child, cold and distant.
But unlike him, I was never one to kill in cold blood.
But no one could ever really be similar to Gaara of the sand.
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It really doesn't matter all that much if I listen to the arrangements my father made with the red haired man. He had already gone over them with me, and then again later. There was no real point to go over the agreement with the Kazekage, beside tradition and formalities. Neji shot me a look across the low table we were kneeling in front of. He was keeping an ear open in case there was a change of plans that I missed, and would give me a slight nod now and then if I was beginning to look bored.
I suppose that's another reason I am envious of my sister. She doesn't look like a cold statue or doll. She looks alive, while I do not.
My father stood, as did the Kazekage and his two siblings. They all looked so powerful, standing there, all in traditional robes.
"Lord Kazekage," my father bowed. The action was followed by the other four Hyuugas at the table.
"It's like a dance," Hanabi thought to herself as she rose back to her former position, "And if you make a mistake, your instructor and your self will look incredibly bad." A slight smile formed on her lips, but was washed away when she took a glance at Neji.
She sadly noted as she stood that that would be the last time she would sit at the head of this table next to her father. It would not be her father that she missed all that much, she loved him, but he had not brought the joys into her life, but her cousin, who had shown her that her father did love her, but was raised in a way that made love hard to see.
"Tough love…" the words formed in Hanabis' head as she followed Neji out of the room.
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AN:D Yes, this is a Gaara/Hanabi fanfic. Why? I don't know, I mean it works, and there isn't a lot of girls in the leaf village are they? I mean like characters you actually know a bout?
Don't get me wrong, I like OCs, I have many of my own, but I don't like placeing them in stories unless needed.
On another note, Hinata is now married, and Neji is engaged. This goes along with eh pairing in Transfixing Gazes and White Fire. Those also corresponds with String of Love and Fate, which is a Kakashi/OC story with all other pairings that I am know for/writing about in the mix.
R&R :3