-Early Morning-

With a drawn-out lazy yawn Hinata opened her eyes to see the sun shining in through her curtains and to see her sister sleeping peacefully on the other side of the bed. Stretching in a manner similar to that of a cat, Hinata got up and scanned the expanse of her large, empty…wait a minute.

'Empty? EMPTY! My room! Where is everything? What happened?' Hinata was frantic since all she saw was the bed she and her sister were lying on and her dresser. Getting up quickly she opened the dresser and closet to find them both as barren as her bedroom.

"Where's all my stuff?" She questioned aloud in disbelief, panic and confusion.

"Outside." Came a smug voice.

Turning to see the intruding presence, she came face to face with, the golden-boy Neji. Her older cousin stared at her with satisfaction shining clear in his eyes.

"Outside? Why would my things be out…?" Neji cut her off.

"Your father and I know all about it, so don't try to play dumb." When he saw her confused expression and her attempt to reply he continued. "I heard everything about you and Uchiha last night and I've informed your father of everything. So go talk to him about your things, although I'm pretty sure you already know where all of this is leading to." He finished tersely with a flip of his long hair and left her standing shocked and alone. A bubble of dread filled her gut as she realized what he meant by that last statement.

'Oh no, no, no! Dad knows! Shit!' Hinata mentally screamed. 'How am I going to explain this?! He's just going to kick me out; I just know he will.' She thought dismally. 'Time to go face the music.' With that thought Hinata trudged off to her impending doom. On her way there, she passed by a still-waking Hanabi and gave her sister a shaky, fearful smile. Hanabi managed to notice it and return it with sadness and compassion.

'Good luck sis.'

Hinata made it to the door of her father's office and stood rooted to the spot in front of it. Her heartbeat had quickened to a rate that would scare a person into believing they're about to have a heart attack. Her breathing came in swift puffs as if she'd run to get there and she could've sworn that she was drowning. Either Hinata's hyperventilating or having a panic attack, and it seems to be leaning more towards the latter.

'Okay Hinata just breathe. That's it; now knock on the door.' She coached herself to calm down and prepare for the confrontation with her dad. Tapping her knuckles softly against the door, she heard her father's dignified voice.

"Come in Hinata."

She quietly closed the door behind her after stepping inside and was greeted with the sight of her calm and poised father. It seemed as if his stoic persona wasn't affected by the news at all, but Hinata knew differently. She knew better than most that beneath his rigid exterior lay a boiling temper (A/N: Now do you see where she gets it from?) and she didn't miss the disgust and disappointment in his gaze (cough-glare-cough). His behavior would've thrown most off balance but it only made Hinata cringe even more. It's not everyday that a father learns that his teenaged daughter is pregnant and then acts like he's seen this coming for a long time. Most would expect an explosion as soon as they found out but that's certainly not the case here.

Hinata looks up at her father and stares at a spot over his shoulder because she still doesn't have the courage to look him in the eye at the moment. Hiashi takes note o it and has to resist the urge to shake his head in shame. 'This girl is my child? What a disgrace.' Before Hinata can open her mouth to speak he cuts in.

"What are you doing here child?"

The question caught her off guard. 'Why am I here? You took my things, that's why!' She wanted to say that aloud but held herself back. Hinata bristled indignantly and her father noticed the sliver of irritation glint in her eyes.

'So she's trying not to be defiant, eh? Amusing. It seems she does have a bit of fire in her after all. I wonder when she'll let it out?' Hiashi gave her a quizzical stare with a raised brow as he looked her over. He pondered for a few moments in silence over whether doing what he's about to do would be better for her, she already seems to be stronger because of the entire ordeal. He decides to push her further.

"Answer my question Hinata." He demanded sternly.

She jumps at his harsh tone but responds obediently, lest she infuriate him more. "I came to ask what happened to my things?"

"Your things? My dear, nothing in my house belongs to you. I chose to do as I please with the items I paid for, for you." He replied mockingly.

"What did you do?" She nearly raised her voice at him. She was still trying not to lose her composure and make things worse. The last thing she needs is for him to think of her as a delinquent child to add on to the other lowly terms he associated with her. 'He probably thinks I'm an insolent brat to him anyway.'

"I took them and sold the valuable items and gave away the rest to charity. It's a good way to make a profit, it helps with the taxes and the public loves it you know. Simply put, what I did was great for business." He told her, explaining his logic. "Oh and now that you're up, I'll get rid of the bed set and wardrobe too."

Her jaw was on the floor from all of this information. Through all of it she found her voice and spoke with an air of surprise, pain and a small bit of defiance. Her temper was getting the best of her. "Why" was the simple word she managed to choke out through all of the emotions clogging her throat. It was odd that she'd ask when she already knew the answer.

"Simple. You don't live here anymore. You don't exist in this house or this family any longer." He retorted as casually as one would when speaking about the weather. "I won't have someone such as yourself tainting my home." That was it.

"Someone such as myself? What do you mean someone like me? I'm your daughter!" She would've said more but…

"Stop right there. I only have one daughter and her name is Hanabi. You aren't my daughter. My daughter would never disobey me and be with a boy I didn't approve of. My child would not have gotten herself pregnant with the little son of a bitch's bastard and then get dumped like a low-class tramp by him!" Hiashi bellowed as his anger burst through his façade. "That's downright shameful and I certainly won't be associated with a slut like that." When he finished he was red in the face from scorn and disdain.

"So that's it?" She whispered tearfully, "You're disowning me?" She finally got the nerve to look him square in the eye.

"Yes." His reply was curt. "I'll be damned if I feed you, clothe you, put a roof over your head and this is what you do. If you want to act like an adult by doing such things then you can be on your own like one." Hiashi had calmed and regained his composure now. "I wouldn't be caught dead being related to such filth. I'd rather not have a daughter if that were the case. And don't think I'll be paying for college or anything else for you."

"I see." Her voice's trembling had disappeared. "Well, you know what?" he grunted to show he was listening as his aura oozed contempt. "I'm not the one losing out. It's you and that bastard that did this to me because I'm going to have the best child God can offer anyone. This baby is a blessing, a miracle that you're going to miss out on. I don't need you or anyone else. Goodbye Hiashi."

Hinata walked out of the office and the house with her back straight and her head held high. Hiashi was stunned with his ex-daughter's sudden bravery and strength, and although he was still upset, he was proud of her.