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Twelve

Hinata

Hinata was the only one of the Twelve's heirs that didn't want to become a clan head. She didn't want to be responsible for the mess that was the Hyuuga clan. She didn't want Neji to have more reason to hate her. She didn't want Hanabi to be sealed. She didn't want her father as her advisor. She didn't want the responsibility.


Hinata's greatest wish was freedom. Not, like so many believed, to be with Naruto-kun.

Her obsession wasn't really with Naruto-kun, but more for what he stood for. Who hadn't seen him, running around Konoha with a smile on his face and freedom in his every move? He was the embodiment of everything she wanted in life.

He was a orphan (her father dominated her life).

He lived in an apartment (she had a tiny little room).

He had Ayame-san and Teuchi-san and Iruka-sensei and even Hokage-sama (she had guards that hated her, a cousin who loathed her, a sister who outperformed her and a disappointed father).

She was the one who felt most betrayed when Naruto-kun told them of the Kyuubi. Not because she didn't know of his strange chakra. But because, all her life, she had dreamed to be Naruto-kun (to be sealed, just like the Hyuuga Branch members).


Hinata was the best writer of the Twelve.

It was one of her greatest amusements that she had learned how to write well by reading the Icha-Icha novels one Branch member hid with her Byakkugan.


Hinata was hopelessly ashamed of her body.

Not because it wasn't desirable (she saw how Kiba-kun and Naruto-kun and Shikamaru-san and even Sasuke-san looked at her at some times) but what it meant for her career.

Her body was perfectly suited for the Jyuuken. Slim, supple and fast. Everything single aspect of her body was bred to ensure optimal use of the Jyuuken. Everty aspect save one.

To be blunt, Hinata was pissed because she was top-heavy.


For all the jokes Kiba-kun made of X-ray eyes, Hinata always lied to him. She would never live it down if he knew that the Byakugan could see through clothes.

… Except, perhaps, if she said she wasn't impressed by what she saw.


Hinata had one of the dirtiest minds of the Twelve. She blamed Icha-Icha, but she also blamed Kurenai-sensei.

The woman frequently spent time with her outside of missions and training.

And Kurenai's best friend was one Anko Mitarashi.


She was one of the few Hyuuga who were acutely aware of the limitations of the Byakugan in terms of focus. It didn't matter if it was activated, if you didn't actively scan your surroundings.

It was one lesson she was never going to forget.

An incident with a certain blonde and a waterfall made sure of that.


Hinata's first kiss wasn't with Naruto-kun.

Hinata's first kiss wasn't even with a boy.

Kurenai-sensei had developed a new training regime, one designed to hone Team 9's tracking abilities. One of these exercises required that they henge into various civilians to track a target. The target was in actuality one of Anko-sempai's T&I-colleagues, but he hadn't been informed of the training.

Needless to say, if a member of T&I notices he was being followed by some-one under a henge… it couldn't end well.

Hinata had a distinct advantage. Every time the target turned a corner, she could activate her Byakugan. It allowed her not only to see where her target was, but also allowed her to see who was in the crowd she could impersonate.

As luck would have it, she had henged into Sasuke-san when the target had looked her dead in her eyes.

Seeing that she was about to be caught, she had grabbed a girl's arm and dragged her into a alleyway. Praying that it would work (Icha-Icha, don't fail me now), she had kissed the girl.

And, to her unending surprise, it worked. Her target had given one look into the alleyway, grinned, gave a thumbs up (when she thought about it, that only happened when she squeezed the girl's ass-she blamed Icha-Ichja okay?) and went on his merry way.

Realizing her victim from the lip-lock, she gave her a little smirk and a wink and went on her merry way.

She never spoke of it to anyone.

She considers the fact that Sasuke still hasn't figured out why Tenten-chan can't stop blushing and glaring at him, as one of the best pranks she ever pulled.

Naruto-kun would be proud.


Hinata had actually joined a cult.

The cult was the Acolytes of Kyuubi, a sect of the Followers of Inari. That venerated the Kyuubi as a divine Avatar.

She had actually enjoyed the whole experience. She met interesting people, learned a lot about the Kyuubi and Inari and learned that there were some people watching out for Naruto-kun (as he was the Divine Vessel of the Divine Avatar of the Divine Inari… she could hear every capital letter).

She would probably have remained a member indefinitely, if they didn't expect every member to join in the fertility rituals.

Not even for Naruto-kun.


She wondered if anyone realized that she liked Shino-kun more than Kiba-kun.

He was quiet, yes, but the boy never felt the need to brag, nor did he ever not accept someone as they were.

Hinata may have loved him (just a little bit) for that.


Hinata did actually know she had a lot of problems.

But she also knew there were no therapists for her. At least, none that wouldn't eventually report to her father that she was "coming along nicely".

That was just a recipe for utter disaster, so she learned to live with her pathological shyness, her obsessions and her surprisingly dirty mind.


Hinata would never admit it to anyone, but she honestly contemplated suicide the day she realised that she could no longer remember the face of her mother.


AN: … I don't like Hinata… at all.

But hell, if I'm going to do them all, I'm going to do it my way. The shit-and-giggles way.

Anyway, I tried to intersperse comedy and semi-angst equally.

As always, enjoy and review.

~GrinGrin

AN (v. 2): I apologize once more for the update. Hopefully I won't make the same mistakes again.

Written: 04/12/2013

Posted: 04/12/2013

Updated: 13/12/2013