The List
A question that sometimes drives me hazy; am I or are the others crazy? - Albert Einstein

Raindrops clattered against the roof shingles, their sound drowning out the angered whisperings of the Hyuuga girl wandering through the halls. Hinata twisted around the corner, narrowly avoiding collision with two distant cousins who ignored her. Most of her family ignored her so it was nothing new. The short haired girl ignored them as well for she had more important things to do, like update her book. Hinata paused in her musings of death as her thoughts turned back to the blonde demon she loved with everything in her. "Naruto-kuuun." The girl whispered as she entered her room, dragging out the end with passion.

Blood rushed to her cheeks as her fingers played along the top of her desk, searching for the minute latch located there. "Naruto-kun, you don't have to be upset. I'll remember for us. I'll make sure we repay them." Muttered Hinata, with her blush ever increasing. One well cared for nail dug under and popped the latch, in the process revealing a small compartment, only around two centimeters deep. She pushed over some graphic papers and pulled out the thin black book which contained her list.

Out of the secret drawer came a pencil that Hinata expertly twirled before beginning to write. She didn't want to accidentally forget anyone. Her handwriting was small to make sure the book lasted; she'd rather not have to get another one. Dot. Dot. Triangle. An angry expression had replaced the blissful one she wore moments earlier. Next to each name she etched small characters, each symbolizing the different degree of punishment.

At the end of the list Hinata flipped the pencil around her thumb once more while she thought. She added another name, Kisame. How dare he threaten to cut off her loves legs! That sword of his may block chakra, but it would never save him from the agonizing pain of the Red Pepper Blitz.

Hinata made a mental note to carry her special blend of spices with her from now on; one never knew when they would come across a missing nin. The Red Pepper Blitz was a poison Hinata invented. After seeing the effects of the Red Pepper Pill of the Akamichi clan, the Hyuuga got an idea in her head. With careful use of the byakugan and a few well spaced questions to her fellow genin, Hinata was able to isolate the hazardous effects and reproduce them. Once again smiling blissfully at the thoughts of a quickly wasting away shark-man, Hinata flipped to the front of her book and reviewed it. They would all pay in time. They would pay in blood for every tear, every heartache, and every invisible scar.

At the very top of the list was a young boy, not much older than Hinata herself, but the Hyuuga had him down to get his heart ripped out after a castration and several other tortures. His name was Kenchi Wantanabe. His crime: knocking Naruto into Sasuke and forcing the two to kiss. She was supposed to have Naruto's first kiss! Hinata Hyuuga! Not that pretty boy Sasuke! Reigning in her emotions, Hinata tucked her pencil behind her ear and continued down the list.

Rumina Frost. Owner of the second hand weapon shop. Known to give free weapons every festival to those who would discredit her Oni-sama.

Jacobo Jumanji. Retired ninja. Continously locked Naruto out of the orphanage.

Seto Hino. Assasination attempt on Naruto at age four. Method, poison.

Kakashi Hatake. Perverted and terrible teacher. Poked Oni-sama where the sun don't shine, and neglected his teaching.

Gringo Okada. Ex-employee of the Maki cleaners. Charged triple whenever Naruto-kun needed something dry cleaned.

On and on the list went, including:

Sakura Haruno.

Ebisu.

Sasuke Uchiha.

Itachi Uchiha.

Anko Mitarashi.

Hiashi Hyuuga.

TenTen.

Hinata lingered over the name Neji Hyuuga. Conflicting emotions scattered across her face as she thought about the boy she had once considered a brother. Finally, after much thought, she flipped the pencil around and rubbed out his name. Naruto-kun already beat his ass into the dirt during the chuunin exams, and she had seen the respect her cousin now treated Naruto with. The branch family member had redeemed himself in her pupil-less eyes, but just barely.

Over sixty pages of names needed to be reviewed, and Hinata enjoyed every minute of it. Giggling and blushing, the girl added symbols here and there. Coming near the end of her list, Hinata very carefully drew a line through a name found there. Sure it wasn't her or Naruto that finished the man, but the important thing was that the old fool had been killed. And by his own student no less.

Sarutobi, the Sandaime Hokage. Hinata Hyuuga shook her head and closed her little black book. The old man really did deserve it. He knew everything that happened to Oni-sama - he had a freak'n crystal ball! - but didn't do anything to stop it. The third obviously cared more about the village than the people. There was a difference, and if he couldn't see that than it was a good thing Orochimaru attacked.

Someone knocked on the door. "Hinata-sama, your father requests your presence," came the familiar whisper of one of the servants. Hinata slipped the thin black book into its hidden compartment and walked out. With her head bowed, she followed the woman down the hall. No one noticed the slight red tinge to her cheeks as thoughts of her father dead flitted around her head. As always, everyone ignored her.

END.