Hello! So... I'm Blackspiritbutterfly! Nice to meet you! Hope you like the story... It's my first try!

Prologue

White. It's my earliest memory. White eyes looking at me with love, white robes swishing as the owner walked and rocked me to sleep. Pale skin in the moonlight.

…Okay, that sounds like something from a porn book. I was trying to talk about my mom. She is the earliest memory I have. She died when I was five, giving birth to my sister. You'd think my dad would have some kind of resentment towards my sis, y'know, 'you killed my beloved wife' or something; isn't that what happens in books? But no. He considers her my mom's final gift to him. This means I'm abandoned. Poor me.

Oh, don't think I feel jealous or anything. And don't even think about pitying me. I couldn't really care much. my sister is happy this way, and my father has a way to remember his wife. And besides, I look too much like her for him to truly hate me. in his own way, my father does everything he can to ensure that his beloved daughters live happy lives. He just stopped showing it after Mommy died.

Still, like I said, I don't mind. I know he loves me, and that's enough for me. Besides, I've got plenty of friends who show that they care, openly. I have a boyfriend who loves me, and a sister who is starting to loosen up. I guess, all in all, I have a pretty great life. Right?

Yeah, don't think I just woke up one day and my life rocked. I still remember the days when I didn't have the self – confidence (ahem, pop my bubble and you shall suffer a terrible, painful fate) and mature outlook that I have today. I thought that life was cruel and bad, and other angsty stuff. Then I met a few of the people who would end up being my close friends, and suddenly my life didn't suck. Wow.

Don't laugh. Seriously. Okay, now you pissed me off. DIE! (I said I had a mature outlook. I didn't say I used it all the time. So there.)

Ahem. Where was I? Oh yeah! So, I didn't have much sense when I was a kid, meaning I didn't know a lot. Which meant that for a long time, my life, as I saw it, pretty much sucked. And congratulations, you get to hear my story. The story of how my life was changed by my friends and so on. Oh, don'tthink i had no friends. I did. It's just that out of my four best friends when I was a kid, one was a 'disgrace and a shame on the village', one had 'atrocious habits, not fit for a Hyuuga to associate with', one was considered so perfect for association that I was close to getting engaged to him at the tender age of three, and the last was a mere commoner. Yes, my family was strict, and rather arrogant. I dealt with them for most of my life, so now it's your turn. Yay you. Show some enthusiasm, will ya? (Atleast about hearing the story, if not about meeting my creepy relatives.)

So, let me begin the way most stories begin. An introduction to the main character (aka me). A greeting to all, my name is Hinata Hyuuga, first heir to the Hyuuga clan, and heroine of this story. Let us begin.

It all started when I was four. I remember the day clearly (well, not really. I was four, and not really capable of the high levels of observation that I have now). After all, it isn't everyday that a girl gets a whole group of friends, when before she had no one. I had been walking to the park with my mom and dad, and I had seen a girl surrounded by mean looking boys. the girl was around my age, and the boys probably thought they could bully her without much problem. she was glaring at all of them rather defiantly, but they didn't seem to be affected, laughing at her loudly.

Suddenly, a tiny blond child burst (actually, it was more like he was propelled by a very powerful kick) out of the nearby bushes, took one look at the scenario,and froze, his eyes darting from the group of older children, to the mean older boy who had emerged from the bushes. Then he apparently decided, 'what the hell, I'm gonna die anyway, might as well die defending a girl' and ran into combat. Unfortunately, the gang seemed to be expecting it, and began to beat him up. The girl had this look on her face, like 'Dude, can't you even rescue someone?' but was stuck in her place and couldn't help him.

Without thinking (Again, I was four. I really cannot stress this enough), I ran to help, standing in front of the blond kid and shielding him from the thugs. I could here my parents cries of surprise, but I stood my ground. The lead thug laughed at me. "Do you really think that your status as a stuck-up Hyuuga will stop me from beating up your friends? How stupid." (well, he said something along those lines; I'm paraphrasing. He actually went on for a while longer.)

I hadn't really understood his whole speech, but suddenly realised I was in trouble. So I did what my mom had told me to do.

I screamed.

Then a small black-haired boy appeared and punched one of the thugs in his stomach. That seemed to be some signal, since immediately chaos began. The girl suddenly bent, picked up a stone, and threw it with surprising accuracy (it hit his shoulder. For a four year old, that's really accurate). Meanwhile, the blond kid picked himself up and proceeded, with the help of the other boy, to beat the shit out of any thugs they managed to trip (they were tiny and fast; it wasn't really hard). I realised that our impromptu army had a chance for survival, and joined in, using my family's taijutsu to beat them up. eventually, we ran out of steam and stopped.

And that was when the lead thug (I'm just gonna call him TLT) came out from wherever he had been hiding. He towered over us, grinning evilly. We all gulped (I swear, it was as if we practiced synchronized gulping). TLT smirked at our looks. "Well kiddies, prepare to suffer."

"I don't think so."

Suddenly TLT was on the ground, an annoyed black haired man on top of him. The newcomer briefly looked us over with worried eyes before pulling out a kunai and pointing it at TLT. "And, why, exactly, were you trying to terrorize my little brother and his friends?"

At this point of time my parents arrived on the scene, and TLT was subjected to the terror that was worried-family-from-ninja-clans. The rest is blurry, but I remember sitting with the other kids, comparing strategies for taking down big thugs. It was fun. We also found out each others' names ( Naruto Uzumaki! Sasuke Uchiha. Tenten.), favourite colours (orange, blue, pink) and other relevant information. We also panicked for a while, wondering if we would get into trouble for the fight (Sasuke and I from our parents, Tenten from the blacksmith she worked for, and Naruto from the Hokage)

In the end, though, no one got into trouble. After all, the fact that four kids took down a bunch of big kids was hilarious enough, and we lived in a ninja society. Our fight was seen as a great potential, and the Hokage personally promised us seats in the Ninja Academy when we came of age. So I got a scholarship into the academy, but most importantly, I made my very first (and best) friends.

And that was the prologue! I may take a while to update, and it probably won't be regular, but I hope you read this anyway. Thank you, please review!