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Chapter 9
Hinata rushed up the stairs of the scariest place in the world; the Elder Council's Hall. She bit her lip as she pushed the door open. Many eyes went on her and she began to hyperventilate. I can't do it! I can't! I just can't do it…
An odd picture came to mind. A picture of the last person she would have thought about at the time consciously. It was a picture of Sasuke. When Sasuke came and bugged her at the park. His face was expressionless. The only hint of expression on his face was boredom.
Hinata tightened her hands into fists at her sides. She was tired of running; tired of not fighting. She made herself walk—the picture of him in her mind. Why was it there? She didn't know why. She didn't know why her mind would think of anyone at a time like this…especially him! He was so pompous! And selfish! He was so annoying!
Hinata looked down at her hands that were now in tight fists without her trying to make them that way. Is this why? Does my subconscious brain know that I hate him? So she started repeated bad things about him as she walking through the doors and into the building. He is selfish…rude…cruel…he swore…mean…when you look into his eyes you can almost see them sparkle…and the way his smirk lets out a small portion of a smile…the way it is just a bit crooked…it makes his whole face—stop! What was Hinata thinking?
The people in the hall were all staring at her. They were all waiting for her to say something. She stood in front of the table. Her father was at the table. That wasn't normal, was it? Hinata pushed the thought from her mind. She didn't need anything else to worry about.
Her fists connected with the wooden table. She felt splinters dig themselves into her hands. She tried her best to ignore the pain and get on with why she was here. She paused before saying, "I w-wish to leave the H-Hyuuga Compound." Where was her courage? Sasuke, she felt herself calling out in her mind. Sasuke? Holy crap, why him? Who else did she have to rely on? Her friends from childhood had all gone on their own ways. She would be surprised if they even remembered her.
"No," she said with strength. "I do not w-wish. I am going to. I w-will not become what you have always w-wanted me to b-be! I want you t-to perform the surgery on m-me." If she wanted everyone's full attention, she had gotten it. Everyone's eyes were fixed on her. She suddenly wished she could shrink to a very small size. Become an ant and pretend this never happened.
"A-and if you don't, I will leave this compound w-without it." People were murmuring now. She clutched her ribs; the only things keeping her beating heart from falling out of her chest. I do not care if this takes away my eyes. It is what will gain me freedom. If losing my eyes gives me my freedom then I would get rid of them in a heart beat a million times and still do it again.
"The surgery? Done on the eyes? You know that it is very dangerous and few—" A member of the council started.
"I do understand. I k-know the odds. I know I w-will probably not make it. I do not c-care." Everyone looked at each other. It was her choice. She wanted it. Who were they to refuse? Hinata watched her father carefully. He did not move. She could practically feel his disappointment, though.
"So be it," her father said.
It was raining. God damn raining! Fucking, pain in the ass, raining! Sasuke trudged through the rain. This is so not worth it; Sasuke kept trying to tell himself. He was lying, he knew. He couldn't lie to himself now could he? It didn't stop him from trying.
He walked to the Hyuuga Compound Gate and stared at it. Retarded, he thought as he went up to two guards that were standing there like they had nothing better to do. "What is your business here, Uchiha?" One of them asked. Sasuke hated being so easily identified. Oh well, not much he could do about it, huh?
"I am here to see the heiress. It is urgent news from the Hokage," Sasuke lied easily and perfectly too. The two guards looked at each other; each wondering what to do. They shrugged before opening the gate for him to go in. Great security, Sasuke mocked in his head. One of the guards pointed him in the direction of a large building.
He pounded on the door. What was he supposed to say? Who cares, he told himself. A pale figure opened the door. It was a woman and her violet-clear eyes stared at him confused. She had long black hair pulled back into a tie in back. She was not petite like Hinata, though. She was much taller…standing around the height of five foot nine.
"I am here on orders from the Hokage to speak to the heiress," he said to the woman. She slowly moved out of the way for him to come in. She walked down many hallways, leading him silently until she came to a door and motioned to it. Then she went off on her own way. Sasuke stood numbly at the door.
What was he supposed to do? Oh hi, um, I kind of stole your journal on accident and read it…and I think I might lo—have feelings for you. I don't really know, though, seeing as I've never met you before. But hey, I'm the last Uchiha left. Fuck me! Sasuke smacked his head into his hand. There was only one way he could do this, he thought as he raised his hand to the door. I'll have to wing it.
Hinata fumbled with items as she shoved them into a bag. She was leaving. She was finally leaving…forever. Well, perhaps not forever. She was going toward freedom. She tipped over a vase on accident and she heard it shatter to the floor. It's crashing sound made her ears hurt. She heard a shifting of feet outside her door. She stopped moving and held her breath. Then a sudden knock threw her off guard. She jumped and went to the door. She opened it slowly and a familiar voice touched her ears.
"Hyuuga…"
A/N
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