A/N: Here's my first one-shot collection. Of course you guys know it's Hinata with...well most of guys from Naruto. Yeah... I changed the title name, because I wanted these stories to have a much deeper meaning, so I thought Pure Adoration summed it up pretty well. The next pairing is GaaHina! dedicated to HinataXPein and Busumeushi.

NejiHina will be in the NEXT chapter since the people who voted really wanted to read it. That will be dedicated to nwyd and jecka-hime22.

I Don't Own Naruto. (sigh)

Chapter 4

Tears

"Get out! And don't ever return, you ungrateful bastard!" My sibling, Temari yelled with her useless tears strolling down her face. She stormed off to her room and slammed the door shut. My brother, Kankurou, shook his head in shame and went the same way as Temari, but to his own room. I stood in the middle of the living room all alone with the ticking sound of the clock keeping me company.

I don't see why she gets so sensitive every time I mention our mothers death. It happened 5 years ago, and she's still sobbing about it. This is the person I have to look up to? Someone so pathetic and weak whenever someone dies. Just thinking this made me realize being here is a waste of my time.

I stepped out my house to be greeted by the falling snow. Everything surrounded by me was coated in white crystals. I looked up at the sky as the snowflakes came down on me. The moon was perfectly full on this winter night. A cold wind brushed by, making my skin prickle, so I walked down the porch and towards the main city of Konoha.

As I was walking, each house light was off, and no one was standing outside. It was like a ghost town, which kept me at satisfaction since I didn't feel like speaking to anyone. My pacing began slow as the snow came down more quickly. My feet was starting to lose it's blood flow as I trudge further and further down my path. I was almost to my destination when I spotted a figure lying on the ground in the middle of the street.

As I got closer I noticed it was a womanly figure. She was laying on her back with one arm across the her stomach and the other above her head. She had long violet hair that was blowing in the stale wind, cupping her heart shaped face. Her eyes were closed and she wore a long, sleeveless, white silk dress that stopped at her small bare feet. With the moon light beaming down on her, she resembled a fallen angel.

When I finally approached her, her chest was rising and falling very slowly, and a small fog coming out of her breath as she was breathing. I kneed down in front of her to check her pulse. I placed my middle and index finger on her wrist, and her pulse was beating rather slowly.

She was beginning to die.

I stood up once more and began walking towards Konoha. But before I was able to walk, I felt a tug on the ankle of my pants. I looked down and see the fallen angel slowly opening her eyes and looked straight into mine. Her eyes were similar to the full, pale moon above us.

"Y-y-you n-n-ne-need-d-d t-t-to t-t-tu-turn b-b-ba-back-k-k." She said. I felt her shivering when she still had her hand around my ankle.

"Why should I?" I asked.

"Y-y-yo-your f-family n-needs y-you."

I glared down at her. "How would you know?"

"I-i-i'm y-your a-a-angel." She answered.

My angel? I didn't recall having one. I don't even believe in them!

"Let go." I growled. This woman might be beautiful, but I'm starting to believe she's insane.

"I'm not crazy!" She exclaimed. A strong gust came as she spoke. My eyes widened in shock. Did she just.....read my mind?

"P-p-please y-y-you m-must t-trust m-me. W-w-w-whenever t-the bond of a f-family is n-not s-strong, t-the a-angel t-t-that l-look over t-them b-becomes w-weak." My 'angel' explained.

"What is your name?" I asked.

"H-h-hinata."

"Well, Hinata, it's great that your my angel, and all, but I must leave." I pulled my ankle back and walked away. I was tired of dealing with nonsense for one day. First, Temari, now this girl. Is every woman in this town oddly bizarre? I wish I can go back to my original village, Suna.

"I know about your mother's murder." Hinata called out.

I abruptly stopped in pace. I looked over my shoulder to see Hinata was standing up on her feet. Her expression was perfectly calm. Like she knew she struck a nerve. Usually I wouldn't care if someone mentioned it, but for some reason when she say something, my heart tightens. I'd never admit that I miss my mother. I wasn't going to admit it to some lady who thinks she's an angel.

"It's okay to admit it, Gaara. You won't be different from anybody else if you did." Hinata said as she begging to approach me. As she came closer, her pale skin was turning into an olive tone. As she got closer, she began to walk more confident towards me. She looked up at me when she finally approached me. She looked more healthier than how she was a moment ago.

"I'm not like everyone else. My mother died. So what." I said.

"You can be denial all you want, but the truth is still inside you." She said as she placed her hand over my heart. "It's okay to miss her, it's okay to cry, it's okay to be angry, it's not okay to hide your feelings about something so important to you. Your sister and brother will understand if you just open up. They feel the same pain you're going through."

"No they don't." I growled. "And you don't either." My eyes began to burn. Was I crying?

"Let it out Gaara. Don't hold back your emotions." Hinata encouraged.

"I'm not crying!" I felt something drop on my cheeks. I raised my hands and touched my cheek. I slightly jumped when I felt something wet trickled down my face. It was my useless tears.

"They're not useless." Hinata responded to my thought. "You miss your mother dearly and you're showing it with tears. This is how Temari feels when she thinks about her." So this is how Temari feels; the emptiness inside, the feeling that life have no purpose, and wishing you can join mother up there in the sky. As I was realizing this, I have been acting a total ass.

A colorful dust swirled around Hinata's feet and slowly rose. She was becoming more transparent as the dust went from her feet to her knees. Was she disappearing?

"Yes." Hinata answered.

"Why?" I asked.

"Because, I've regained my strength and completed my mission. I have no purpose here anymore."

"Your mission?"

"My mission was to make you realize how much you miss someone you love, and you have." Hinata cupped my face. My tears were still falling and my vision was beginning to blur. The dust went from her knees to her waist. As she was fading away, my chest was hurting more and more. She was the only one in the world who was able to make this was. She was the only one who understand my pain. Sadly, she's not real and will be gone forever.

"I'm always with you, Gaara. You just never knew. I'll always look down to make sure you, Kankurou, and Temari are okay." Hinata said.

Finally the dust rose from her waist to her neck. There wasn't much time left before she was officially gone.

"Good bye, Hinata." I said.

"Good bye, Gaara." Hinata said. She kissed my cheek and she vanished. I was all alone in the middle of the street surrounded by snow. She didn't complete her mission.

Because, I didn't get a chance to admit that I love her too.

A/N: (sobs) Crap! That was so sad. I hope HinataXPein and Busumeushi liked it.

Like I said earlier NejiHina will be up next!

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