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IMMA GONNA START THE NEXT CHAPTER ALREADY LULZ

More notes:

-In Japanese, alphabetical order is a bit strange. I don't really understand it, but, like the Databooks. N comes before H. In fact, H is one of the last ones. Vowels go first, I think.

-Ijime is a random character I made up. Her name means 'bullying'.

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The two Hyuuga sisters left the residence silently.

Hanabi glanced at her sister. The sister that wasn't allowed to even be her sister. Months earlier, after Hinata became a Genin, their father disowned Hinata for being a failure. Would this mean her father would disown her if she didn't succeed?

Hinata seemed to understand her sister's doubts. She kept one hand on Hanabi's shoulder in an attempt to comfort her, unwillingly causing her remember the soreness she still felt from training.

And before she knew it, they were already at the academy's doorstep. She was acknowledged by her mentors as an above average student, perhaps even a genius. But Hanabi knew her faults. She knew she was sheltered, that she had problems in her ability.

The bell rang. Hanabi quickly entered, taking one final glance at Hinata for the morning. It might have been her imagination, but for a split second, Hanabi thought a trickle of blood ran down from the corner of Hinata's mouth.

Once inside, she realized a bit too late that she hadn't eaten breakfast this morning. Her stomach growled in frustration. Maybe her diet gives her poor chakra control, she thought.

She heard the other students talk. Her mind thought of what they may be talking about. Gossip behind her about the scratch on her cheek. Envy over her performance. Sensei's entrance made her relieved, silencing the class. Iruka-sensei, he was the one most students liked. He had a friendly aura around him, even if he got angry often. After his greetings to the class, he began a usual lecture. Hanabi zoned out, paying more attention to her soreness and hunger. She could pick up on what she missed later.

"... for the test!" Test? Hanabi sat up straight. They were having a test today?

"Today, we'll see today how well you can mold chakra..." Iruka began as Hanabi came to a realization. She became so self critical of her chakra control because she was supposed to study for today. Her heart sank. She wasn't prepared.

"We'll go in alphabetical order..." At least this meant she'd had time to practice within her head. Maybe class would end before it was her turn. She could cram until she had enough for one class.

He was already in the Ne's. Hanabi's mind started to panic. Her worst subject. She would become a failure in the eyes of her class. Her father would find out instantly and severely punish her. She would be disowned.

The Hi's. Her name would be next.

"Iruka-sensei...?" Hanabi rose her hand.

"Yes, Hanabi?" She had to come up with an excuse and fast.

"I need to... use the restroom..." She attempted to ignored the snickers of the children behind her. Iruka-sensei allowed her; she was of noble blood, after all. Hanabi casually made her way down the hall, keeping her eye on the clock. She returned a few seconds before the bell rung, dismissing the academy to lunch. She avoided the test for today, she thought.

However, Iruka-sensei grabbed her shoulder. She cringed.

"Hanabi, since this will probably be easy for you, should I give you the test here? No distractions to bother you, either," Sensei smiled.

"Uh... well... O-okay..." Hanabi's plan failed. Now she would be without breakfast or lunch. Perhaps sensei would go easy on her.

"Hanabi..."

"Yes...?"

"You fail," She wished that would've sounded gentler. She could already feel the dryness in her throat and the burning in her eyes.

"But," But? "You may retake the test next class."

Relief rushed through Hanabi, tears building up her eyes. She wouldn't be disowned today. The bell rung again as kids left lunch. It was now time for outdoor lessons. Hanabi took her shuriken from a woman sensei, Namida-sensei. She seemed a bit eccentric for a sensei, and was called a feminist by a few boys she knew.

Hanabi began hitting the targets with little effort. These drills were nothing compared to her morning ones. Most boys were amazed by her, most girls jealous. But why? These exercises were simple, and there were students much better in certain areas than she was. The other kids were probably just lazy or something.

Suddenly, she felt her legs get wobbly, her vision slightly blurry. She was used to fatigue, once or twice seeing everything in purple tints for a few minutes, but not so early in the day. Another girl noticed this, Ijime. She had a devious grin on her face, taking advantage of the situation. By flaunting her next shuriken throw, she kicked out Hanabi's foot from under her. The little Hyuuga fell on her bottom, dazed, in mud. Many of the other students laughed.

Both her eyes and faced burned. Namida-sensei helped her to her feet, believing the entire incident to be an accident. Hanabi scowled, being publicly humiliated in front of her entire class.

"The bell will ring soon, let's get you cleaned up," Sensei said, taking her inside. Hanabi narrowed her eyes at Ijime, entering the building. She'd have to get back at her at a later time. Washing the mud off of her hands and clothes, Namida-sensei handed her a new set of clothing. It would be impractical to get new clothing from her house so close to the end of the day, after all. The clothes were uncomfortable to Hanabi, though, making a mental note not to get dirty often.

The final bell rung.

"Thank you, sensei... I'll have onee-chan return these to you as soon as I get home," She bowed in respect, then quickly ran out the door.

She noticed a swing set sitting outside the academy, one that kids had always played on throughout the day. However, she could not recall a time in her life where she had never sat on a swing. All the other students and their parents were now gone. She sat down in the swing, wishing to try it out. But it wasn't moving.

Suddenly, she felt a push. She gripped the ropes of the swings tightly, nervous. Ijime? Or worse...?

It was Hinata. Hanabi's face turned a deep shade of red. Hinata sat down on the swing next to her. "You have to have a push in order to swing. Kick your legs out and in."

Hanabi couldn't make it work for her, however. Hinata stood and began pushing her again. Hanabi enjoyed the feeling, the wind in her face and hair, the height she was going. She closed her eyes and let go.

Thud.

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This chapter was worse. I fail at life at the academy.

I don't know why, but I decided to also have Hanabi hungry throughout once I remembered chakra is helped with food and that I didn't have her eat breakfast.

Am I a mean person?

I think I'm a mean person.