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She's five years old, when she makes her first friend.
Her mother and brother were at the grocery market, and her boredom drives her to disobey her mother's orders to stay put.
She wanders off, her hand sliding from her brother's shirt...he's to busy staring at the dango to notice.
She runs through the streets of the village, her eyes filled with wonder.
This is the world she would grow up in. This was the village she would have to protect.
She finds herself at a playground, and she spots the lonely figure from a mile away, swinging slowly on a swingset.
It's a girl, and her chocolate curls are hung up in pigtails, swaying in the wind. Her white irises filled with sadness. Only one clan in the world of Naruto possessed such eyes.
Hyuuga.
It couldn't have been Hinata. Hinata was possibly still a baby, if not one years of age. She had never seen this girl before.
She goes up to her, asking for her name.
"I-it's Kaoru." Her soft voice stutters. "Hyuuga Kaoru. It's nice to meet you." Something that she possessed, was the shyness and stuttering Hinata was accustomed to. She guessed she was a close relative of the future Hyuuga heiress.
She smiles and sits down next to the Hyuuga, and instantly she feels connected to her. Because the moment she looked into those eyes, she can understand everything. In those white eyes, those soulless, lonely eyes, she feels like she's known her for all eternity.
You have the same eyes as I do...
She smiles again. "My name is-"
"Imouto!"
Uh oh.
Her brother rushes up to her, the fury in his eyes hidden stone cold. Their mother trails behind him, her eyes worried and angry at the same time. She immediately took her into her arms, breathing relief into her hair.
It all changes in a second.
"You are in so much trouble young lady! Running off like that, do you know how worried we were? I thought something happened to you! Just wait until your father hears about this..."
It wouldn't make a difference at all. It wasn't like her father cared very much for her.
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She meets Shisui and a spark ignites within her.
His dark eyes shine with light, his hair is wild and dark, and he's filled with energy and spirit.
One of a kind.
He makes goofy faces at her, causing her to be bubbly with giggles, a warmth burns inside her chest that makes her feel...alive.
And the way Shisui's eyes shine when he looks at her, she feels significant, she feels loved.
She knows it's petty. Of course her mother loved her. It was natural. Her mother was kind and beautiful, and she smiled a lot. She give her an affectionate peck on the nose whenever she cried. But she was too busy with Otouto, she never had the time.
Father never looked at her. He never passed her a glance, never gave her a sense of acknowledgement, never even cared enough to hold her when she was in pain. She doesn't remember much about her father from the previous world...all she knows was a man who claimed alcohol to be his world. But this man who was her 'father', made that man look like a saint himself.
Little Sasuke...busy worshipping the floor their brother walked on. He didn't really like her that much anyways. Maybe it was her fault. She never really tried that much anyways.
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These may or may not be drabbles
I might go on and do a full story
Depends on what you guys think
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