Hayo, 3rd chapter it is a little shorter than the rest by about 500 words but I didn't want to put Naruto's part on so it is just Hinata.

Thanks to : SageMidnight, formally_known_as_danni55, Okazaki323,evil-x-love, darkspear, Rose_Tiger

To Kii : He is still on the leaf's books as Naruto Uzumaki but he lives his life as Naruto Namikaze.

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I DON'T OWN NARUTO! As we figured out last time :P

IMPORTANT : If you say Olive Juice it looks like you are saying I love you. Your mouth makes the same shapes.

Hinata slumped on the floor outside her mother's room. She had been barred from entering by the midwives they said she would just be in the way. Even though she protested she was told in no uncertain terms that if she annoyed them any further she would be locked in her room until further notice. So she sat outside the room on the floor with her knees pressed to her chest. The floor in the Hyuga compound was wooden so the floor was quite hard. The only good point in Hinata's view was that Hiashi wasn't allowed in either. She didn't know if she wanted a brother or sister. Another person who would have to learn to watch everything they said or did. A younger sister would probably be best, they would argue less than if it was a boy, at least that is what Hinata thought. She tried to block out the sound coming from behind the door, she focused all her attention on a pattern that ran through the wooden flooring. The screams of her mother, it sounded like she was in so much pain almost as if something was being torn from her body. As if a kunai was slitting her from throat to end, then flaying her and displaying her skin a glass cabinet for all of her family to see. It was horrible to be honest and not something any person would want a 4 and half a girl to hear but they were shinobi and shinobi lived in a world where 4 and half year olds would imagine flaying.

Hiashi sat in a chair a few meters away sitting in an uncomfortable looking chair sitting with his heads in his hands. Hinata had never seen her father look so worried about another person before. Sure, he would wish Hyuga's who were going on mission good luck but she had never seen him with his knuckles white from being clenched so hard or his eyes looked so dark from lack of sleep. 'Maybe he truly did love her,' Hinata thought looking at him. It was hard for her to process this thought because even though he was her father she loathed him with almost all of her being. For the things he decided for the clan, for the family, for her, the council advised him but he was the main man and it all fell on him and he made the wrong decision in her mind, always the wrong decision in Hinata's mind.

"HYUGA-SAMA!" One of the midwives shouted hurtling through the door at Hiashi. She composed herself slightly as she skidded to a halt in front of the anxious clan head; she adjusted her skirt and fixed her glasses that looked like they were going to fall of the end of her nose. "You are ummm…. Needed urr…. In there…," she said pointing at the door containing his wife. 'If this was the best midwives Hiashi could get,' Hinata thought damningly, 'then it is a wonder I am alive.'

Hiashi nodded trying to relax his hands so he didn't look like a worried husband. 'Liar,' Hinata thought looking at his change in posture. That was one thing Hiashi was good at and that was acting. He stood and walked stiffly towards the door, opened it and stepped in. The door shut behind him, the wood marking the line that Hinata could not cross.

She couldn't hear anything particular behind the door just muffled speaking and the screaming of her mother. She didn't know why Hiashi had been called in, the baby hadn't been born yet or the midwives would have come out with the baby.

Hinata moved closer to the door knob why her father had been called worried her. There was no need unless there was a complication with the pregnancy and if that was the case Hinata wanted to know about it. She edged closer and closer to the keyhole knowing that if she got caught earwigging she would be disciplined; it was not the way of the Hyuga to get caught doing things one should not do. Then came the first solid thing she heard from the room, the first words that she heard through the door.

"Save the baby," Hiashi's voice echoed like a bell in Hinata's as she moved away from the doorway as fast as possible. He had signed her death warrant, sent her off to sing with the choir invisible. It wasn't even a suggestion it was a decision one that he alone had made. Hinata had never even heard her mother speak of such matters. It was always going to go ok that was her mother's way but now it was not ok at all. Thoughts ploughed through Hinata's head like huge trucks barrelling down the motorway at 60mph. How to help, to save her mother, the baby in her mind was not as important as her mother, she could always have other kids anyway. She was about to run into the room screaming about the injustices of it all when Hiashi stepped out of the room closing the door firmly behind him. He looked at his daughter with a cold look of one going through great pain but wanted to keep up a cool façade. He spun on his heel and headed into the rabbit warren that was the Hyuga compound. Hinata didn't noticed how as soon as he turned his back to her he was silently sobbing or how his voice had given out on him half way through telling the midwives to save the baby. She didn't want to notice these things, these things made her unmoving, unemotional, unfeeling father, human. She didn't want to except that Hiashi felt the same way to about her mother, that unconditional love. That would make them connected in some way and she didn't want to be connected at all. So she didn't notice, mention or speak of that day ever again in front of her father because it would make her father human again.

She didn't notice she was crying her tears staining the wooden floor or that she was shaking uncontrollably or that she was starting to get up. She stumbled almost blind to the world towards the door her hand gripping the cold door knob even though Hiashi had just been touching it. She opened the door and stepped over the line disobeying her father and therefore the clan.

Hinata almost screamed at the sight of her mother. Her energetic, caring, lively mother reduced to this. Her hair was lax and thin, her head was turned towards but it was so pale she looked like a ghost. Her stomach was huge and looked bloated, there was blood coming from somewhere Hinata did not know where from but it was starting to congeal on the sheets. Her mother's hands gripped the bed sheets she was laying on as hard she possibly could. The midwives didn't make a move to evict Hinata from the room. They all seemed to be doing the best they could for her mother.

"Hinata," Her mother's voice was weak as she called Hinata over. "Don't hate her Hinata; she didn't kill me it was my decision to go through with this not hers. She didn't choose to be born."

One of her mother's hands reached out and held her as close to her as possible.

"Her name will be Hanabi, love her, protect her from the world, help her, don't hate her Hinata." Her mother paused she was barely getting the words out.

"Hi-chan," Hinata's cries became louder, her mother only used her pet name for her when either of them were really upset. "You've done so well, you will be such a great shinobi. You will change the world my daughter, set it on fire, live life how you want to not how others think you should Hi-chan and love the world you live in." Her mother paused struggling with the last few words.

"Protect your precious people. Olive juice, my daughter, olive juice."

Hinata's voice was soft and small barely audible through her tears, "Olive juice, Mama, olive juice."

Her mother grasped her small hand in her and gave one last squeeze of her hand before the light began to leave her eyes.

"NO! Mama NO! Don't GO DON'T LEAVE ME! DON'T LEAVE!" Hinata's cries fell on deaf ears; there was nothing anyone could do for her mother now, nothing anybody in this world could have done. One of the midwives came up behind her with a small bundle wrapped up in cloth, tapping the crying girl gently to get her attention.

"Hinata," she said holding out the bundle out to her, "this is your sister, Hanabi."

Hinata looked at her if she was crazy, pushing past her and out through the door. Her tearstained face telling the world she was upset. She heard people shout after her but she kept running. She knew that her mother had told her to look after Hanabi and she would once she had mourned her mother.

She ran to her room and slammed the door behind her, kicking the lock across so no one could get in. She was a Hyuga and she was going to cry and she was going to cry alone because she was a Hyuga and Hyugas cry alone.

Anyway am thinking of time skipping a bit now. 6th birthday, 8th, 10th, return to Kohona? Good, bad?