P/N: Hazaaa! I updated this chapter pretty quickly ne? Well this chappie is a bit short but trust me there is a reason for this. The last scene in this chapter is a vision I've been having for this story since maybe chapter 3. So please. Tell me what you think. Good or bad I can take it.

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto

Warning!!! Okay there is a confuzzling scene in here with Hinata singing. Its hard to explain but just know that Hisashi caught Hinata's singing towards the begining. Like at the same time sorta thing. Urgh! I think this explination is more confusing the scene. Well send me a review or PM is you're confused about anything. I'm always here to help!Shit

the man formally known as Hikari Hyugaa had finally sunk into the recesses of her mind and no amount of modern medicine could revive her. She would relive her worst nightmares over and over again; each one different but they all had the same gory end. A young Hinata was sitting at her mother's bedside, sitting straight as a pin in her chair even though her feet didn't touch the floor. Her mother had that eerie doll again but this time she was brushing her hair. Hinata admired how long her mother's hair was- maybe she would be able to grow hers that long one day. On this particular day Hikari had slipped out of her waking coma and recognized Hinata's voice but believed it was coming from the doll she held so tenderly in her pale hands.

Chapter 11

"Why are you so sad mamma?" Hinata asked innocently and after a long pause the woman with the bandages over her eyes answered.

"Your papa doesn't love your mamma." She said in that sickly sweet voice.

"He doesn't love me at all. And he doesn't love you either Hinata." Her mother smiled at the doll.

"No! No! That's not true!" Hinata whimpered, she could feel the tears begin to well up in her eyes.

It can't be true. Maybe if she stopped crying all the time, maybe, maybe then her father would love her more.

"Oh but it is. Your papa doesn't need your mamma..." Hikari laughed.

"So you must die." She smirked squeezed the doll's neck.

"No!" Hinata shrieked. "I'm not your doll! I'll think by myself and live by myself and then I won't cry anymore!"

"Die with me Hinata!"

Hinata awoke with a start Friday night and was shaking uncontrollably. She felt salty tears stream down her cheeks as she stared at her ceiling.

"I'm crying." She whispered. "Why am I still crying?"

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Sasuke stared at his ceiling blankly and he was submersed in his tub. Warm water reaching his neck.

"What is this feeling..." Sasuke asked no one in particular.

"Its- unfamiliar but I might've felt this before..."

Sasuke lifted his hand and stared at the lines that could supposedly tell his destiny. When her hand touched his he felt like a little piece of him had been restored. Bit by bit she was restoring pieces of him he'd never known he had. He didn't feel the need to smoke, he wanted to be sober and remember every moment when she was with him...but she was going on a date with Naruto tomorrow night. She might fall in love with that dope. She would leave him and all he would have were memories. That all he ever had. Sasuke lowered his hand back into the water. If only he could get rid of these horrid images and start anew as someone else. Someone who hadn't even the remotest idea that bad things-terrible things- happened every day to undeserving people. Ignorance is bliss and he wanted that. Slowly but surely Sasuke slid himself down into the tub until he was completely on his back and submerged under the water. If he stayed like this for just a little longer then his lungs would fill up with water and he'd be rid of the memories. Rid of this tainted body. Just a bit longer.

His lungs started to burn from lack of oxygen and his brain filled with images of Hinata crying over his dead body. He lifted himself up and was immediately attacked by a whooping cough as his lungs tried to expel the fluid inside of them. He wasn't going to die yet. Hinata wouldn't let him.

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That morning Hinata rummaged through her diary to find something her mother had written along time ago when she was just on the cusp of insanity. Before they wrapped her eyes shut. This writing was her only memento of her mother and she was thinking that maybe Sasuke could put music to it. Maybe. She found it in the middle of her diary and it was slightly crumpled and smudged by tears-some her mother's and some her own- but it was still legible. She looked over the words once-twice. Every letter and every syllable had been burned into her memory before and a rush of emotion came back to her as she reread it.

"HINATA!" her sister screeched from downstairs. Hinata sighed.

The maid had the day off so she probably had to clean dishes. Why Hanabi couldn't come get her was beyond her. So Hinata went downstairs and to the kitchen, not acknowledging her sister at all. She really didn't feel like hearing any of Hanabi's snide comments at the moment. The sink was filled to the brim with dishes so Hinata filled one of the sinks with hot soapy water and opened the dishwasher. As she scrubbed last night's pasta off of a dish she began to sing what her mother had written.

Lithium- don't want to lock me up inside
lithium- don't want to forget how it feels without
lithium- I want to stay in love with my sorrow
oh but God I want to let it go

Her voice rose at fell at just the right time and her arms moved mechanically as she washed the dishes.

come to bed, don't make me sleep alone
couldn't hide the emptiness you let it show
never wanted it to be so cold
just didn't drink enough to say you love me
I can't hold on to me
wonder what's wrong with me
Lithium- don't want to lock me up inside
lithium- don't want to forget how it feels without
lithium- I want to stay in love with my sorrow
Don't want to let it lay me down this time
drown my will to fly
here in the darkness I know myself
can't break free until I let it go
let me go

Hiashi rounded the corner of his office, his mind filled with equations and dealings when his wife's voice emitted from the kitchen.

Come to bed don't make me sleep alone
Couldn't hide the emptiness you let it show
Never wanted it to be so cold
Just didn't drink enough to say you love me,

Hiashi looked into the kitchen to see Hinata singing but she looked exactly like his late wife. The resemblance was striking. Hisashi leaned against the wall opposite of the kitchen and listened to his daughter sing.

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Hinata's voice fell to a melodious speaking as she got to her next part.

Darling, I forgive you after all
anything is better than to be alone
and in the end I guess I had to fall
always find my place among the ashes
I can't hold on to me
wonder what's wrong with me
Lithium- don't want to lock me up inside
lithium- don't want to forget how it feels without
lithium- I want to stay in love with my sorrow
Stay in love with me..
oh I'm gonna let it go

Hinata finished the dishes and could've sworn she felt someone watching her but when she rounded the corner she saw nothing. Perhaps she was just being paranoid. As Hinata made her way upstairs she heard her phone ringing and her heart skipped a beat. The only person who took liberty to call her was Sasuke. She rushed to her room and immediately pressed 'talk' when she recognized the number.

"H-hello?" she asked breathlessly.

"I have to tell you something important." Sasuke said seriously and Hinata sat down at her desk.

"W-w-what is it?" Hinata questioned nervously and held the phone close to her ear.

"You can't go out with Naruto." Sasuke said gravely.

"Why not?" Hinata frowned.

"He's bad." Sasuke stated simply.

"And you're not?" Hinata retorted and after a long pause Sasuke spoke again.

"He's been cheating on you." Sasuke said and Hinata stared at her lap.

"I-I I know but, maybe I can change him or maybe he's turned around..." Hinatas whispered. "He's still has the Naruto I fell in love with somewhere."

"That's bullshit Hinata." Sasuke growled, his anger seeping through the phone.

"Sa-Sasuke-" Hinata started but Sasuke cut her off.

"You-urgh! I'm trying to help you!" Sasuke said fustratedly.

"I know but I. I think I still love him..." Hinata whimpered, Sasuke's anger scared her even though they were on the phone.

She heard distant slam and she winced. What was he doing?

"Fine Hinata fine! Go get your ass raped I don't fucking care!" Sasuke hissed and hung up.

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12:30 that night

That night Sasuke mindlessly flipped through the channels and since it was so late nothing good was on. He was awakened from his TV. stupor by a roll of loud thunder and his doorbell ringing. He begrudgingly got up and made his way to the front door. Whoever was out there was dumb ass; it was raining cats and dogs. He opened the door and was shocked to see a soaked to the bone Hinata. She was wearing a blood red halter dress that came down to her knees. The dress was sticking to her body like a second skin and her hair laid limp on her head, soak thoroughly by the rain. She had no shoes on so her feet were cut up and there was blood streaming down her pale and starting to bruise legs. Her eyes were pale and lifeless. They stared at each other and Sasuke could only utter one word as another booming roll of thunder shook the house.

"Shit."