Five white fingers released its hold on the smooth wooden frame and gently hovered over the thin coat of glass before gently caressing its clean surface. Her reflection shining in its glory as the gentle rays of the sun leaked through her window touching the glass softly. The girl stared at her reflection for a moment examining her indigo hime-styled bangs and pale complexion but then her image became distorted as the sun was blocked by a large, passing cloud. Her eyes immediately came in contact with what the glass was protecting for all these years.

A delicate and old photo was beneath it, staring back at her. Four people stood in the picture all of them putting on the faces they felt comfortable with. She remembered how she felt right before the photo was taken. It was pure joy. But that was the past. Memories full of moments loathing to be re-lived, but she knew just how impossible the idea seemed.

Her fingers roamed over one face in particular as a bitter smile appeared upon her features. Her lavender-tinted eyes began to turn a shade of purple as her smile dropped as fast as it appeared. It had once been a beautiful life when that person was in her life. It felt like yesterday that the warmth of that mesmerizing smile was staring down at her with so much understanding for the pain was equally experienced. She slouched a bit and softly bit her bottom lip. It seems the more she stares at the photo her mind filled up with even more despair.

Her fingers then wrapped itself around the wooden frame once again and with a sigh she stood up from her bed and placed it back at the top of her clothes drawer which was accompanied with her team 8 photo. But she lingered there unable to tear her pallid eyes away from the picture. It was so long ago yet it stung the way it first had.

After a few moments she was forced to tear her eyes away when a soft knock was heard on her door. It was very faint and careful as if the person on the other side was afraid she would crack and shatter to pieces. But before she could say anything a stern voice entered the silence.

"Hinata-sama." The voiced called out. But upon hearing her name she dropped her eyes to the floor as the room went quiet.

Without any further words, Hinata smoothed out the wrinkles in her summer dress and strolled her way over to her door while slowly collecting the lavender flowers, that were wrapped in transparent plastic and purple silk, in her arms. She took one glance at it and smiled; they were so beautifully put together by her recent friend, Ino. The lavender was blending with the white lilies that Ino added as a bonus. It was really perfect. Ino is a talented girl.

Her attention then went back to reality as another soft knock echoed through the room. He's still there, she thought and even without the byakugan his presence was very hard to forget. It held a sense of pride and authority, two major things she lacked. His stern voice then entered her mind once again. She was like him now. She now understood the overflowing tsunamis of pain that she was absolutely certain he felt. Now, if only she had an idea on how to stop the flood for she was terribly drowning.

The dark-haired girl gently pressed her hand on the dent on her door and slid it back. Her eyes then came in contact with a white robe and brown hair flowing behind it. She raised her head and saw the serious and familiar face stare down at her.

"Neji-nii-san...," Hinata started, "Good morning."

He bowed, "Good morning, Hinata-sama."

He rose but his expression did not change causing Hinata to face the floor, her eyes staring at her feet while she held the bouquet closer to her chest. Hinata thought that they could get along better now but she was wrong. His view of her isn't ever going to change and whether she likes it or not she has to face the fact that he will always see her as a failure with no purpose in this cruel world. But on this particular day he treated her... differently. He always knew the meaning of this day and without a single word to be spoken he expressed the smallest amount of sympathy. It was very faint and distinct but she felt it whenever he would look at her. The Hyuga eyes don't hold much secrets with another Hyuga's own. She then turned her back to him to close her door and when she came to face him again she noticed he took two big back steps.

"Hinata-sama, Hiashi-sama is requesting your presence in his study." He stated firmly.

Without raising her head, the shy girl nodded and took a step forward then started walking down the corridor with Neji not too far behind. She listened as silence took over. His faint footsteps in sync with her own as they strolled down the intricate hallways. She occasionally had the urge to fiddle with her fingers but had stopped herself for it displayed weakness in her upright posture. Habits indeed dies hard.

When they reached her father's study Hinata reached for the handle of the door but was stopped as Neji expectantly stepped closer to her reaching her side. He opened his mouth as to say something but quickly shut it as if he re-thought his decision so instead he turned his back to her and walked away.

Confused as she was, Hinata had to push it away for she knew her father was not a patient man. So, without any more wasted time she circled her palm around the handle and slid it back. She quickly stepped in and closed the sliding door behind her before bowing respectively to the man who sat behind his desk, his posture erect and confident as his eyes observed his daughter intently.

Hinata raised her head and quickly, yet elegantly, sat down on her legs. She hesitantly locked her eyes with her father's and calmly greeted him.

"Good morning, father."


Here you go! Hope you enjoyed the first chapter to this new story. I became a bit rusty for I haven't done this for quite a while but I'm back and I'm striving to improve.

I'm not sure if I did as good as I wanted. I still find it a little difficult identifying where to end a sentence so it would not turn into a run-on sentence. The separation of the paragraphs aren't accurate and the transition between them isn't that precise. but hey, its for you guys and I want to make my stories as enjoyable and readable as possible. (So possible editing on the rest of them or I'm just going to delete them).

Naruto doesn't arrive yet but he will. It will just take a while so please bear with me here.

I think some of you guys figured out who it is for I have made it fairly easy. Not on purpose though! I'm bad at foreshadowing so... yeah. I also didn't do flashbacks because I'm also weak at that. Lol.

Again, hope you enjoyed this chapter! I'll be uploading the next chapter by Thursday.

Anyways! See Ya Later!