I'd better end this now or the next chapter because there are lots of other stories I wrote that want to take flight. This chap is kinda corny and dramatic but I was affected (a bit) by a shouting match between…
Chapter Eight
"YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW THAT I LOVE YOU!"
Tears ran down her face.
"I do…I do know that you love me…that's why I'm letting you go…"
"I'm so sorry…please forgive me…I love you too…"
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All day it ran across his mind, and it just made him even confused and troubled about how or what exactly happened that led to this. He was angry and frustrated with the troubles shooting his way. More importantly he was angry and frustrated and annoyed, and lots of other unnamed emotions and sensations plaguing his mind, at HER. Hyuuga Hinata… the girl he had admittedly loved.
And probably will love forever and eternity without any signs of fading and cure.
Yes, he was angry and frustrated at her and what-not and other jibber-jabber he reasoned in his mind as compensation for his feelings for her at the moment. But the fact of the matter is…he just can't stop loving her. Everything he hatefully and loathingly thought of her, it all vanished due to one single and steadfast thought.
That forgetting her is impossible. Loving her will be his unseen future.
Somehow, it just aggravated him. But then again, why was his heart drumming so fast and his insidesturning into jelly at the mere thought of her. The way he thought of her in every waking hour was enough to drive him to the brink of insanity. And the desire and love he held for her was so deep and true that he cannot, ever, destroy it. She had meant so much to him to be forgotten, he just can't throw his love away just like that.
And then he thought about her shocking rejection. He presented his heart to her and after that, she just brushed it aside. How can she do that? But he was even more baffled by what she said.
She loved him back, just as intensely and passionately. But she had to let go. Obviously something's up and she wasn't telling him. But if she loved me, she'll tell me…and why would she reject me?
His mind swam with questions and uncertainty. And for the first time….he felt lost.
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The scene was a bitterly familiar one. Rain splattering on the pavement, dark clouds hung above the hidden leaf like massive gray zeppelins, swimming like big fat whales in the vast sky, throwing down droplets of big, old fat rain. The sky seemed to be very angry, just like him. Or maybe it's crying again, like what she did when she rejected him. He didn't know, maybe his moods reflected in the rain. Meteoric, unsettled, unsure and dejected. Stupid, stupid, stupid…
Stop thinking on the past that has clearly been buried!
But it hadn't…the epitaph and gravestone was missing and the hole was still open…the casket still within him…
He let out an angry and defeated sigh…he was going nowhere…
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After what seemed like an eternity of waiting there he got up groggily. No, he was not drunk. Although drowning away your sorrows in alcohol seems to be the wisest decision a man in his disposition and predicament can make. But he did not, it would be too stupid.
Speaking of stupidity, he didn't know why he had wasted his time allotted in waiting out here in the rain. He had a brought an umbrella this time, just to spare him the idiocy of standing out in the freezing cold rain just like the time he first had contact with her.
Thinking about her made his head hurt…and his resolve to forget her slip. Doing it was more difficult than he expected.
Things were not looking up, and he was sick of the instability. So he stood up, shook his umbrella slightly and made to turn and walk away. He had asked himself countless times while he waited why he wasted hours of his precious time to just stand here like an idiot. Waiting for something…he didn't understand why…
Her face floated in his thoughts and his eyes widened before he shook his head and willed his thoughts away and banishing it into nothing. It was dangerous and stupid, to be thinking of this one person he ever loved. Who also rejected him for some unspoken reason.
He scowled heavily and sighed before turning about and briskly proceeded home. However, he stopped in his tracks at sight that welcomed him.
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There before him was a tall, rigid and stately man. His features were serious, like he had gone to a funeral or a meeting gone wrong. As if all the happiness and joy was suppressed in him and seriousness only remains.
He had long brown hair and wore formal black robes that made you think about death and depression. And his eyes…just like her's… A Hyuuga's eyes…
Hinata…
But…this man had none of the warmth and love and light that he saw in Hinata's white, opalescent eyes. His eyes were cold, cruel and stern. He was no stranger to such eyes, but seeing that expression on him gave a foreboding feeling to him. Who was this guy anyway?
"Who are you?" He asked rather shrewdly. He was rude, it came naturally to him anyway.
The man scowled darkly and fixed him with a stern glare. "I am Hyuuga Hiashi, head of the Hyuuga Clan." Proud and intimidating, assessed Sasuke. He narrowed his eyes at him. A Hyuuga…could he be…?
"I am Hyuuga Hinata's father." Answered the Hyuuga clan leader, his scowl never disappearing from his face, as if reading his mind.
Sasuke adjusted his position. The news surprised him, but he did not give any expression away to the grim Hyuuga leader. He was about to reply something rude and cocky to the overbearing Hyuuga but then the man beat him at it.
"So…you are the notorious Uchiha survivor they have been talking about." Sasuke looked back at him and replied coolly. "No, duh."
Hiashi disregarded him and only stepped forward. "And the man my daughter has been seeing for quite a while."
Sasuke narrowed his eyes warningly and asked. "She told you?" To his sudden surprise, Hiashi gave a dry laugh. "Hah. That child is an open book. She tries to keep you a secret, but she fails miserably. I must say that that is one of her many faults. Not to mention that had guards tailing her, informing of another disgraceful action she has done."
Sasuke growled angrily. How dare that man insult Hinata? His own daughter for God's sake! "Listen, bud, you have no fuc--" He was cut off again by Hiashi. "Do I have any reason to believe that you and her have an affair?"
The dead serious tone in his voice made Sasuke falter and ponder. Sasuke glared at him. "What's it to you?" Hiashi's mouth pursed. "I see."
Then his eyes glinted dangerously, a warning blazing within its white depths. "Well, let me clarify to you, Uchiha-san. Stay away from my daughter. She deserves someone better and, may God have mercy, she deserves a better future than what a traitor can offer her. You are a disgrace, stay away from her."
Sasuke bared his teeth after Hiashi's litany sunk in. "Who gave you the power to control her life?! She doesn't want any other future you throw her way because her happiness does not lie there! What makes you think that you know better of what's good for her?!" He was getting angry at this old man's nerve, telling him that he basically controlled Hinata's life. She deserved much better.
Hiashi's face became tight and he glared at Sasuke mutinously. "Stay away from my daughter. This is your final warning. Besides, do you even love her to be this stubborn to give her up? Judging by your past and upbringing, she'll be nothing but a fling, a fleeting fancy!"
"How dare you say that? You don't even know the whole story. She means more to than what you think!"
Hiashi then asked coolly, eyeing him coldly. "Oh? Tell me, what is she to you Uchiha? What do you feel for my daughter?"
Sasuke was silent, unable to answer readily reply. He wanted to forget her just earlier and had cursed her name in his memory already. But…now, what did he really feel?
Easy, he loved her. With his body, heart and soul. He may not promise her total happiness but he might as well try. If he were to ever love, that would be an eternal promise.
"I love her." He looked Hiashi in the eye and repeated it louder. "I love her."
Hiashi frowned and tehn snapped at him. "She loves you, too. But it is too late. She will be married to another before the next moon comes. You'll have to forget her, it's for her own good."
Sasuke eyed him angrily. "You told her to reject me, just so she appease you wishes for her?!"
Hiashi didn't change his expression. "Yes, and it worked pretty well. If I were you, I'd move on. You don't belong in her life anymore. Move on and don't bother her anymore. You'd be doing her a favor. Good day."
And he walked away, leaving the Uchiha stunned and angry.
He looked at the receding silhouette fiercely. I'll get if it's the last thing I do. I won't give up.
