Author's Note: The rating of the drabbles will range from G to R. As the title implies, there will be incest here, so if you are uncomforatble wth it, please turn back now. Done for a challange on hyugacest livejournal community.

Theme Set: Alpha 1/5

001. Caged

She follows the lines of the Seal on his forehead with her eyes because she does not have the liberty or right to touch him, but she wonders when he will realize that the cage they put him in is old and rusted and just on the edge of falling apart - because she will hold the key one day but it won't be enough to just open the door, she's determined to take the gilded metal house apart screw by screw.

002. Flying

He thought that the birds were the most envious of animals as they soared freely in the sky with their wings and hollow boned bodies, but now naked, bare, sweating, and intertwined in her trembling form, he discovers a different way to fly.

003. Perfection

He is far from perfect no matter what others might say and what his clan would boast. He is cold and indifferent to his clan and he has removed himself emotionally from his family a long time ago except for bitterness and hate, and except for her. She is far from perfect, a fact you would hear so often from the Main House it would make someone sick. But somehow she is perfect to him and she wouldn't change anything about him.

There's pain, and there's anger, and there's the unjustness of the world, but years down the line when her soft fingers gently trace the abominable lines of the Seal in comfort, he realizes this is where he wants to be.

004. Genius

He's a genius, they say, watching him spin and kick, twisting his body fluidly in the renowned Hyuuga art. He has been self-raised, self-determined, and self-taught. He refuses to conform to their old ways, but he still learns their secret arts before they can offer to teach him. His path is clear, his movement is fluid, and his Sight is the best in several generations.

But he falters when she closes her eyes and walks away from him.

005. Beds

When she was five, warm and secure in the ways only children were, Hinata always snuggled into the futon excitedly, waiting for her mother to come and tell her another story of the Protector who could do no wrong and save her from everything she never wanted. When Hinata was ten, shoulders slumped and eyes weary, she usually slipped into the blankets tired and broken at the end of the day, falling into a dreamless sleep from exhaustion. When Hinata was fifteen, newly moved into her own apartment, she grappled with Neji for the first time in the most awful way as he pushed her back down and she screamed for him to stop. When Hinata is twenty, now after Neji has gotten over the worst of his possessive phrase and they are settling into more normal days, now after she accepted that she might just love him more than she and he could imagine, she lays tender and plaint under the blankets and warm in his arms.

006. Playing games

Sometimes Neji thinks they are just playing at being family. Going by the rules and pretending smile and care for one another while they really couldn't give a darn deep down. He finds the idea of the Hyuuga Clan as a family a joke, because they're not. And when his mother asked him why he thought so once, he said that was is why they were called a Clan and not a Family.

007. Passion

It's hot and blazing and it consumes you when you are not ready. It bleak and needy and want and lust and everything you thought maybe you've become immune. But in the end it is red and fiery, and when Naruto explodes into the flames that surrounded Konoha in a protective barrier, you remember one drunken night; a few fumbled kisses, and a happiness that is right in front of you if you would just reach out and grab it.

008. Stolen

When Neji finally tastes the warmth of her mouth he feels a rush of happiness, pride and arrogance. She is shy and soft, just like she always been, but he knows her better than anyone and he doesn't pull away and soon she is kissing him in return. When he pulls back and Hinata flushes looking away, he smirks behind his smile. Because he has stolen the biggest treasure from them all, and the Hyuuga are still clueless of what he's done.

009. Sweets

Neji had an uncontrollable sweet tooth when he was younger, when he had the luxury of forgetting once in a while that his father was never coming back, when he had smiled unrestrained even if it had been rare. Now he had outgrown the inclination the same way he had outgrown happiness and bitterness in turns. These days he turns away from the melted sugars because he thinks he's found the one thing he's always wanted and that now life is the sweetest thing of all.

010. Control

It was all about control: the way the body has to be relaxed, feet spread shoulder width apart, palms held front. It was all about control: walking past her in the halls, bowing the slightest bit short of being insulting, speaking when they demanded but only giving them the words they would not want to hear. It was all about control: the charka seeping away from his palms and fingers, the legs swung in a perfect arc, the kunai held in his hand and buried in the grass-nin's lung.

It was all about control and the every bit he didn't have as he stood trembling in the shadows, watching as she sat in meadow in the sun, light reflecting off her lustrous hair and happily flushed cheeks. He wouldn't step out into the light because she might be smiling now but if she knew she was not alone and that it was he who stood watching her, the smile would be gone. He wouldn't move closer to her because he wouldn't be able to stand it when her bright shining eyes whirled around to see him and dim. Worst of all would be if he walked out into the sun and she turned to see and smile at him, because it was all about control, and the every bit he didn't have.

. : TBC : .