Okay, this was not on the list of ones to come next, but I've been itching to write a story dedicated to Hansuke and his late mother. So please enjoy. Setting up for the story will take a while though so just stick with it please.

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto™

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Konohagakure was in a state of peace once more with its surrounding neighbors and fighting had gone down and even the mission rate was low. The Hokage was even bored as he sat in his desk and was left with all his late work to do; he was sure that he had more late work then he had recent work. Even his assistant was aggravated at all the stacks of papers that had taken over the office. The assistant ran his hands through his dark hair and put down the little pink pig and grabbed one of the stacks and set it on the blonde's desk earning a glare from the blonde. The dark haired male ignored it like he usual would and set down a pen and bottle of ink so that the Hokage could get started on the work that had to be done. The Hokage groaned and as he began to look through paper work he spoke to his assistant that sat in a chair with his own stack of papers that could be identified from being from the hospital. "Why should I have to work on a holiday?"

"If you want the day off," the dark haired male said with a light smile, "tell me how you plan on spending Mother's Day my Lord."

"By drinking with all the single mothers of course," the Hokage smirked as he chuckled at the disappointing look he got from his assistant. He sat back in his chair and gave a smile, "Come on Shigeru," he tried to plead with the male, "do you really want to work? We could be outside with all the other happy people and not cooped up in here all day." The dark haired male thought it over once more and the blonde haired male was getting excited and hoped to get an answer from Shigeru. "Answer the damn question Shigeru!"

"Fine Lord Tsuyoshi," Shigeru sighed out and went wide eyed as a gust of wind blew the papers and his hair over a bit. He sweat-dropped when he saw nothing but a smoke figure that had the same frame of the blonde as it sat in the chair; he just smiled lightly and shook his head. Shigeru looked down at Ton-Ton who looked back up and gave him a small 'oink' in confusion. The male gave a light laugh, "I regret letting him out too. I can only guess what trouble he will get in." The dark haired man stood up and dusted off his pants. He motioned for the pig to follow by him, which the pig did, and he walked out of the office after his blonde haired peer and could only smile at the thought of what the blonde was doing.

The male would be surprised to know that Tsuyoshi was not getting into any trouble, the minute he hit the outside of the Hokage building he was filled with nothing but relief and calming. Tsuyoshi wasn't one to get sentimental about these kinds of things, but the mood in the air hit him a bit harder then he would have expected. The Hokage began to walk around his peaceful village and took notice that the well-known Yamanaka Flower Shop was a-buzz with customers as well as small gift shops and bakeries. The streets were filled with children paying in nothing but coins or teens trying to get through the process of buying gifts as cool-looking as possible. Husbands ran a-muck trying to watch their kids and buy the best of things before another could. He laughed lightly as little kids bustle past his legs with boxes wrapped in paper. Tsuyoshi smiled while looking at what was now his village and these were his people trying to get through another holiday in one piece. His eyes caught the sight of the nine well known genin that were among the crowd of villagers. He smirked as the Nara was being dragged along by her father to buy things, the Akamashi duo was doing the same but they seemed to be having a much more enjoyable time. The Yamanaka men were working the store while the mother of the family happily took the easy job of informing the customers about flowers. Tsuyoshi looked over to see that even the pink haired Saburo stood by his father's side in embarrassment since his father had normal brown hair but Saburo had gained the receive gene of hair color from his mother. The Haruno men were buying sweets at the moment and Saburo kept his head low in hopes no one would see him. The Inuzuka sisters were arguing over the flower choice that one had bought and also about the gift the other had gotten; Tsuyoshi smirked since it was expected of the Inuzuka females. The next duo spotted was the Aburame father and daughter, which was such sweeter then it looked since it seemed that Shibi carried the bags as Satomi seemed to do all the shopping and choosing. The families were a bustle it seemed to show that two girls walked beside one another as they held little bouquets of simple flowers.

Naruko Uzamaki and Sakaye Uchiha were walking through the crowds holding what they had bought close and the blonde smiled brightly while the dark haired female just had a smirk. They had only met by accident and for this one day, this very emotional day for the two, had set their rivalry aside and chose to just be friends. Without a mother to spend it with, the holiday would usually be spent alone in a training field or in an apartment. The blonde was actually buying flowers for the one womanly figure in her life as Sakaye decided to do the same since she also had a woman in her life that seemed to care for her like a mother would. Naruko smiled happily as she talked on and on about anything that came to her little mind and the Uchiha just listened and made side comments here and there. Tsuyoshi decided that he would grab something to eat and then get on with walking through his village, as the two girls made their way to see their motherly-figures. The first stop was to be easy, at the large K.I.A stone that always had one occupant there at an hour of the day.

Kashikoi stood there with her solemn face and her hands in her pockets, this day was a hard day on a lot of shinobi families since sometimes mothers and fathers were lost. Kashikoi did not know much of her mother, but she did know that she was beautiful and her father had loved her like no other. Kashikoi lost close friends but it was not like losing someone you never knew; she wanted to miss her mother but some days she realized not once had her mother crossed her mind. There was nothing left to remind her of the woman but one photo of the woman in her apartment and that was it. She was very quiet and easily heard the two sets of feet walking in her direction and recognized the loud voice of her blonde haired student and turned to see to her surprise the Uchiha was beside her. She smiled through her mask at the two, "Yo."

"Hey Kashikoi-sensei!" Naruko smiled brightly, "thought we'd find you here." Kashikoi gave a nod and looked over at the Uchiha who had yet to say a word to her and looked to have pink cheeks. Naruko looked to Sakaye and gave her a nudge in the side and Kashikoi didn't have to be a genius to figure out what was going to happen; but that didn't mean she wasn't surprised. Sakaye glared at the blonde and then looked to the grey haired woman with the blush was back on her cheeks and she held out the bouquet of white roses to Kashikoi. Naruko giggled at her friend's embarrassed face as Kashikoi took the flowers.

"H-Happy Mother's Day Kashikoi-sensei," Sakaye said looking away from her. Kashikoi was clearly confused at what was going on, since she was sure that her students knew she had no children. Sakaye looked up at her and felt her whole face go red as her sensei just stared at her. "I-I see you as my mother," she said quickly and turned away. "I'm going home," the Uchiha stomped off but still was able to hear the woman give a loud 'thank you Sakaye-chan.' The Uchiha just kept walking home. Naruko gave her sensei one last good bye saying that she needed to deliver her own flowers. The blonde waved and ran off with another big smile. The blonde was as giddy as every step she took since she knew that her motherly figure would love her gift.

It was easy to find her since everyman was on the streets so all the white haired woman had to do was just sit in a tree and watch the men pass by and her imagination went wild. Naruko walked up to the tree that had a scroll propped up against it and she looked up to see that she was right on the dot that Junko was sitting in the tree with a notebook handy and was instantly jotting down notes. The blonde was about to yell out to her sensei, but this was a special day for the woman and decided she would wait to be noticed. As time went by the blonde was feeling nervous all of a sudden and the butterflies began to fly. She came to realize that this is the first time she was going to truly celebrate this holiday and this truly wasn't her mother…..what if Junko did not except the flowers? Naruko grew worried and was about to make a break for it but then the sanin finally noticed her.

"Oh," Junko had looked down and spotted the patch of blond beneath her and decided that she would take time out of her research to give her student the time. She jumped down before the blonde and was surprised when the girls cheeks grew red, looked down at her feet, and hid something behind her back. Junko usual didn't concern over the girl's feelings but it didn't take a genius to put two and two together. Junko couldn't help but feel honored and also a bit concerned for the blonde. Junko melted at the thought that the blonde had looked up to her like a mother but this meant that Naruko was much more attached to Junko then she would have liked. Junko went on S-ranked mission and if she were to be severely injured or worse, killed on this mission that Naruko would have lost another mother. Junko gave a soft smile and put one hand on her hip, "What is it Naruko?"

"O-oh," she looked up at Junko and smiled, "nothing Junko-sensei…" she trailed off and looked away as to not have to look her sensei in the eye. Junko only smiled more, just seeing the girl embarrassed was a treasure all in itself.

"I'm not an idiot Naruko," Junko smirked as the girls face got hot and both hands were on her hips. Naruko pouted at the woman's comment and instead of trying to resist she held out the bouquet of bright yellow sun flowers. Junko took the flowers and admired them for the moment and then a bit longer to humor the girl and gave Naruko a bright smile, "Thank you Naruko, I love them." She laughed lightly as the blonde's face brightened and once again she had the brightest smile on her face. Junko decided that her research could be posted pone for another day and then spent the rest of the day with her second favorite blonde haired student.

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As the morning went on the village streets lost its human traffic and the town was again calm. A lone blue haired Hyuga walked the streets alone with his hands held behind his back and he looked up at the sky and watched little clouds flow by. His face was void of any emotion and his stride did not falter; they held strong and long. His headband hung around his neck, lightly bouncing with every step he took. He was actually walking with a purpose and it was to get to Team 7's training grounds with the others that were gathered up to hang out. He had gotten the message by a bird that had looked to be sent from the Hokage office, but he learned that Naruko had used it without the Hokage's permission. It made him smile at the thought of rebellion, something he wished he could have done without fear or hesitation, but he was the respectful eldest son of the prestigious Hyuga clan; he could not do anything without the fear of shaming his family more. This male was the Hansuke Hyuga, heir to the Hyuga clan and he took that name and title with full seriousness; not that his family noticed how much how much he tried to please them.

Hansuke had never once complained about his hard life or get angry at how he was looked upon and treated. It was odd to the others of the rookie nine since they knew that if it was them that they would have flipped a brick at that kind of treatment. But Hansuke put on his happy face and went through his day like it had been one of the best ones in the world, even when everyone knew that it wasn't. The blue haired male turned down the road and then onto a dirt path that led to the training grounds; he spotted the whole gang sitting, lying, or standing in the grass. He gave a light wave as he was greeted by multiple voices and leaned against the tree by the other two boys. Hansuke would have sat near his two female friends but they seemed to be in deep conversation with the girls of team 10 and he was going to let them have their space. Saburo and Inoichi were quick –once the male was noticed- to get him in on an argument to choose who was right, but the Hyuga would not pick one over the other or get into the conflict.

"Hey Kaori," Naruko yelled loudly and got everyone's attention for a moment, "did you mom like those pink flowers you got her?" The others girls took an interest in the conversation since when it came to mother's day, daughters loved to know that they may have done a little bit better then another. Inoichi and Saburo were uninterested in the whole thing, but Hansuke felt his shoulders tense up and his breath hitched in his throat…but he made no move to show his emotion.

Kaori smiled, "My mother loved them Naruko," she then gave a smirk, "what about you?"

"Junko-sensei loved my sunflowers and she even took me out to get ramen," her blue eyes shined just at the memory of eating her favorite food. She smiled and then looked at Sakaye, "Even Sakaye-mesu got a smile from Kashikoi-sensei." The blonde was quickly hit by the dark haired teammate and glared at. Naruko glared back and rubbed her now, soar, arm. "Well it's true!"

"I didn't give you a right to tell everyone dobe," she glared at her and then looked away. "So shut the hell up."

"You should have also gotten your sensei a book," Satomi said turning her head to look at the Uchiha. "She has always been fond of Lady Junko's books, yes?" Sakaye nodded and Satomi gave a nod and then fixed her glasses, "there was a sale at the book store where my father and I got my mother her book."

"A book," Naruko made a face. "Why a book?"

"She loves to read," she answered not really reacting to the blonde's question.

"My dad and I made my mom a cake and we'll cook dinner later," Cho smiled happily opening up another bag of chips. "What did you do Shika?"

Shika sighed while opening her eyes and sitting up, "Well," she scratched the back of her head, "we got her flowers and my dad took mom out on a shopping spree, kami have mercy on him." She yawned, "Then I promised her that we can have a 'girl's night'," she quoted, "So expect to see me hiding at your house Cho," she smirked as Cho only nodded at the comment. Shika then looked back at Inoichi, "How was your day Junior?"

"It was an utter bore," he said running his hand through his blonde hair, "dad and I were nearly trampled by everyone in that shop and I never wanted to be surrounded by so many middle aged men at once." He shuttered at the thought and Saburo laughed at him. Inoichi glared at him, "What did you do for your mother pinky?"

The pink haired male sighed, "Too much." He looked up at the sky with a groan, "I tell my mom I love her every day, why do we need this stupid holiday to do it again. My dad dragged me around everywhere today and I thought it was such a waste." Saburo didn't notice that the blue haired male beside him and began to shake lightly or that his face began to darken. He talked on a bit more about how he would rather do anything then shop for his mother and before he could blink, Saburo was slammed against the tree and was lightly lifted up into the air. Saburo's eyes went wide, "What the hell!" Saburo looked down and gapped that Hansuke was glaring at him and holding him up pinned against the tree with both hands. "Hansuke!"

"Take it back!" The blue haired male yelled at him with his glare becoming deeper. No one knew what to do, this had never happened, ever. "Take back what you said Haruno!"

"What the hell are you talking about?"

"Take back what you said about your mother," this confused a few of the shinobi, except for the three that now knew why the male was acting the way he was. "Don't ever say something like that about her, ever!" Hansuke waited a few more seconds and when Saburo was still silent, the Hyuga's Byakugan activated and he pulled one hand back. His fist was engulfed in chakra that it was burning at his pale skin. Saburo's eyes went wide and the apologies spilled out of his mouth at a fast rate. Hansuke calmed down a bit, his grip loosened and the chakra slowly went away. He took heavy breaths as his Byakugan died away and he soon dropped the Haruno to the ground. Hansuke ran his hand through his hair and looked around at everyone that stared at him like his had another head; his face got hot and tears began to well in his eyes. The blue haired male turned away and walked off and once he was out of site, he began to run.

"You idiot," they all looked over to see that it was Sakaye that had spoken. Saburo looked at her with some hurt in his eyes. Sakaye stood and crossed her arms over her chest, "do you not think before you talk?"

"What did I do?"

"Hansuke lost his mother when he was six," Kaori answered looking down at the grass as Akamaru just whimpered a bit and lied down beside her. "Whenever anyone mentions her, he gets upset. Haven't you ever noticed that Hansuke was always sad on mother's day?" The others thought back to their time in the academy and it became noticeable that the male wasn't smiling during that day and he didn't speak or look up at the board once. "So bad mouthing a mother is very hard on him."

"A lot of people don't have mothers," Saburo said, "They don't try and kill a man."

"No one was attached to their mother like he was," Sakaye answered, "Hansuke needed a mother in that family cause the father was an asshole." Sakaye memory faded back to her mother and the time that she had missed with her. "He needed it so badly, that he would come to my house and spend time with my mother." Sakaye hated it each time she saw the male in the kitchen with Mikoto as they baked and conversed about things; but what hurt even more that the Hyuga had appreciated Mikoto more than Sakaye ever had. Only once was Sakaye happy to see the male at the house, even though she would never admit it.

A young Sakaye walked the night alone, after escaping the hospital that had tried to shield her from the truth she had ran back to her manor….her home. Her dark hair was still in its ponytail that she had been done by her –once- brother only that morning. Her hospital clothes made her helpless against the chilling breeze of the night and she was again in front of the estate's gate. But she was shocked to see that there was another waiting at the front gate and they sat there. Sakaye thought that her mind was playing tricks on her and she slowly walked up to the figure and lightly touched their shoulder. The figure jumped and turned around and Sakaye saw that Hansuke sat there with large tea pot and two cups, but what caught her eyes was the large bouquet of roses also before him.

"U-Uchiha-s-san," Hansuke chocked out with his light voice and stood up and bowed to her. "I-I came t-to p-p-pay my respects." He bent down and handed her a hot cup of tea bowing once more. "H-here," he waited until she hesitantly took it and then he smiled back at her and sat down and motioned her to sit with him. She was hesitant but sat down by him and drank her tea, which was still hot and unlike how her mother had once made it, the tea was not sweet. Hansuke poured his own tea, but set it back down on the ground and removed his beige jacket and put it around her shoulders; he didn't look at her as he sat back down and drank his tea, but she looked at him with wide eyes.

"Why?" she asked, "why are you here and being so nice to me?" Sakaye felt anger boil over when the male was still silent. She got to her feet and threw her cup against the wall and he jumped as it shattered loudly. "You aren't even family! You can't be here and I want you to go away before I force you out!" She was breathing heavily and watched as the Hyuga stood up and then just looked at her.

"I-I-I knew y-you'd come b-back," his hand found its way to the back of his neck and he avoided eye contact as his cheeks burnt a light pink. "I d-didn't th-think y-you'd want t-to come home a-and be a-alone." Hansuke looked back up at her and opened up his arms slowly, "I-I m-may not u-understand w-what y-you are f-feeling, b-but I-I've lost someone close t-to me a-and I didn't w-want to be alone…" he trailed off at the thought of his own lost one but held it back, knowing that he had to be strong at the moment. Hansuke had learned just about two hours ago that the Uchiha clan had been murdered and that his clan had doubled its own protection, but Hansuke had used the moment of confusion and panic to slip into the large kitchen the maids used and made a large pot of tea. He placed it in a basket along with two cups and snuck off to his back yard. His mother's garden had begun to slowly wilt since Hansuke had no idea how to tend to the plants and the maids have looked over the garden and placed it as a last priority. He stood before the garden, letting his eyes wander over the flowers in hopes of finding a suitable plant for the Uchiha can. His eyes stopped at the rose bush and quickly began to carefully pick them in his hands. Once he had a decent amount, Hansuke tucked the flowers into his basket and snuck off the estate and walked to the crime scene of another.

Hansuke gulped lightly and held out his arms a bit more, "I-I-I w-won't t-tell…." he tried to assure her once again and Hansuke nearly feel back as Sakaye ran into his arms. She wrapped her thin arms around his torso and held onto him with a vice grip. Hansuke put his own arms around her, but not very tight in fear that she may not like being held back. He felt her hot tears soak through his shirt and her sobs were muffled by his chest. He remembered crying like this, he had done it for about a whole night and then the day was spent lying in his bed like there was nothing else to live for. Hansuke was sure that he would never be happy again, but he was reminded that he had a brother, a brother that was in need of someone to tell him what a mother was like and be there for him like a mother would. Hansuke promised to make his bentos since the maids were not very good at it, and show Haru that women were not to be thought to be beneath the men like his family had been treating them for so long. His face softened and he lightly stroked her back, "I-I'll b-be here U-Uchiha-san…n-no matter w-what."'

Sakaye came back to the present time and looked around at the others that looked so guilty and she turned on her heal, "I'm going home." And with that the young woman left the training grounds without another word. No one stopped her, but there were still an uneasy feeling in the air; soon enough Shika and Cho stood up and without a single word they left and others began to follow the example. There was nothing to be explained and this was a silent shinobi way of life: feelings were meant to be shown at certain times and it varies from person to person, but it was agreeable that no one would express the feeling they had now.

And that was that.

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Hansuke glared at the tombstone he stood before as little tears rolled down his cheeks with his hands shoved into his pockets; he was ashamed in what he had done. He had shown weakness before his peers and nearly hurt one of them while he was blinded by anger. Hansuke knew he had no right to have gotten so mad at the Haruno and that it was none of his concern of what he thought of his family, but he never thought that anyone could talk like that about his mother; it sickened the Hyuga. Hansuke took in another shaky breath and just kept his angry face; he couldn't get rid of it. Hansuke was before a grave site that he had visited many times before but he was sure that if the person buried there was alive, she'd scold him for making such a face. Hansuke looked at his mother's grave site and the mere thought of her standing beside him now made his features soften a bit but it also brought more tears to his eyes. Hansuke could never forget the one person on the whole Hyuga estate that was so kind, beautiful, and never once looked down on him. She was everything that had kept him going, since he could never make his father happy, Hansuke looked to making his mother happy.

The moments they shared were still fresh in his memories…like it had only been yesterday.

A small Hansuke, who wore his basic training outfit and no shoes, ran through the hall with the brightest of smiles on his face. He was covered in light bruises and scratches but it was nothing and the boy only had one thing on his mind. He stopped in the middle of the hall and listened to the sounds of his home. The sound of feet walking the halls was heard but the one that he had been looking for was as clear as day to Hansuke. Soft hard notes echoed through the halls and Hansuke followed the sound without another second to waste, and he reached the room just in time to hear the next song. Hansuke slid the door open and smiled with a blush as he saw the graceful frame of his mother.

She was in a light purple yukata that had a white obi and flower petals decorating the cotton fabric. Long midnight blue hair cascaded down her back like a waterfall with bangs covering her forehead and two long side bangs to frame her heart shaped face. Her skin was pale and dainty hands flowed over the harp with ease and precision; Hansuke slid the door closed behind him and took a seat before his mother trying not to interrupt her. She gave a light smile and opened her eyes to reveal that they were a dark lavender color and framed with thick black lashes. She slowly came to a stop and then put her hands on her lap and looked down at her son. Hinako Hyuga was thought to be so delicate and fragile that not many believed that she could be married to the man that was head of a clan that could kill with such ease. The arrange marriage was never thought to last, but Hiashi showed a softer and kinder side to his wife, and only his wife; even Hizashi was surprised at how the two acted around one another. Hinako had a way of making even the coldest of men to smile. After their first child, the clan was ecstatic that the first born had been a son, a man to lead on the clan as tradition, but the Elders were in no way happy that the first born had looked and acted like his weak mother. Hinako was no fighter, she had been a shinobi, but gave it up to marry a man she did not know so that her clan would be happy. She ignored the Elders and what they thought of her son, she would and had loved him no matter what.

"What is it my son?" She spoke in such a soothing voice that Hansuke had loved so.

"I came to listen to you Okaa-san," he smiled brightly and his blush grew a bit more.

Hinako gave her own blush and smiled, "Oh my dear son," she lightly caressed his cheek in her hand, "you know just what to say to a girl." She laughed lightly as he blushed once more and rubbed the back of his neck. He was so much like herself, the blue hair, pale skin, off colored eyes, and when Hinako was a child she had been known to push her pointer fingers together. Hinako lifted his head so that he would look at her, "How about I play and you sing along with me, okay?" Hansuke eagerly nodded and stood beside his mother so that he could hear her voice better. Hinako laughed once more at her son's excitement and put her hands back on her harp. With a deep breath Hinako began to play again and sang the words of a lullaby that her mother sang to her. Hansuke listened for a bit longer and then joined in on the well-known, but un-like Hinako, Hansuke had his eyes open as he tried to get the lyrics just right. Hinako always played or sang with closed eyes since she had such a natural talent for it. Hansuke loved these moments, he was with someone that was never disappointed or mad at him, she never looked down at him and tried to change him, she was happy with who he was.

Even when she was at her last days…she told him how much she loved him.

Hansuke never forgot the look on his mother's face, so much love and compassion. The tears that came down her cheeks as she spoke with her voice giving out every now and then, how she held his hand so tight in her own and told him again and again that he should never give up on what he wanted, that he would do such great things. Hansuke held onto her, even after she was gone, as the nurses and doctors left the room with tearful faces at the site as a little boy tried to wake his mother. Hiashi was still void of emotion as he watched his eldest son kneels at his wife's side and beg her to come back…even though he had died inside. Hiashi looked to the nurse that had held the youngest Hyuga, who had been born only an hour ago. The baby cried and cried wanting nothing more than to be in the arm of a woman he would now never know. Hiashi appointed the nurse to care for him at the moment until a proper 'foster mother' could be found. He looked back into the room and went over to his son; he lightly touched his shoulder, causing Hansuke to tense. Hiashi spoke in a soft voice in hopes to soothe his son and ordered him to his room. The blue haired boy stood and slowly walked to his room, or as Hiashi saw it, his boy stumbled as his body shook with the sudden horror that his mother had died before his eyes.

Hansuke felt his whole body shake once more as sobs wracked his whole body and he slowly was brought to his knees and then down to his forearms as he looked to be bowing low to the tombstone. His tears stained the ground and his soft sobs of pain echoed in the place of the dead. He didn't care who saw, or what they would say; he had no mother and he wanted to miss her and wished that he could go back and somehow save her. He hated Mother's Day, how it mocked him and anyone else who had to suffer like he was right now. Hansuke would do anything to run away from it all.

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Hiashi sat in his office, the window left open for him as he placed another important document on the large stack of finished papers and took another away from his lessening to-do pile. He always tried to keep himself busy since he enjoyed the silence and tranquility of his office and liked that the rest of the family would leave him alone when the office door was closed; even the elders would not bother him but send another unlucky branch member to do it. He also gave his calendar a good look this morning and knew that on this specific day, not even Hiashi could take the site of his depressed son and used this as an excuse to avoid Hansuke. Hiashi loved his son, but he was not good with sympathy, and even Hinako was aware of Hiashi's lack of feelings. That's why Hiashi had left it to his wife to show his son those things since Hiashi's family had taught him to live without them. He saw that leaving Hansuke with his mother for so long and it made his son very sensitive, but it also made his son very attached to the woman; since he was almost driven to the comfort of his mother because as Hiashi was taught at a young age, that no child of the Hyuga clan would be praised for great actions and high marks, it was expected of them. Hinako though would verbally award her blue haired son for all he did and made him really smile.

She made them all smile

Especial Hiashi; she made him smile the most.

He could still remember the day that he had met her, and oddly enough the Hiroshi's second child had a crush on Konohagakure's blonde haired blue eyed shinobi. The thought still made Hiashi boil in anger at the thought of it but he then remembered why blondes were known as idiots and that thought just made him mentally smile to himself.

The brunette adolescent tried to move some of his long brown hair out of his pale eyes and mentally groaned as he spotted the blue haired woman was again hiding behind a corner as she watched Minato Namikaze as he was walking around the village; she was in a light blue yukata with a white obi. Hiashi stood in a standard Jonin outfit with his head band around his forehead but his hair always refused to stay out of his eyes. The blonde haired idiot walking his way was in his regular attire and it annoyed Hiashi that the male would wear a bright white and red over coat and still be a good shinobi. Hiashi could spot him from a mile away and then take him out before anyone could notice…..wait he was getting off topic again.

Hiashi was here for a certain reason, it was to bring Hinako back to his estate where her family was also staying for the time being; Kyo, Hinako's older brother, had asked for Hiashi to bring the female back home so that they could train together. He would love to take the woman away from oogling at the blonde, but he was a calm man that needed to think this out before anything. He had thought of this moment, he was just going to wait for the girl to figure out that Minato did not feel for her but then Hiashi would have to deal with her crying. He watched as the blonde haired male was about to pass him, but Minato caught something else in the distance. Hiashi sweated dropped as his future Hokage got the biggest hearts in his eyes once he spotted the red head Kushina Uzamaki. He dimmed as the blonde ran past him and tried to jump the poor red haired woman, but only received a kick to the face and a glare from her. Hiashi smirked as the blonde followed him helplessly trying to win her love, but as he looked back to the blue haired woman and saw the look of hurt and defeat on her face.

Hinako had felt broken hearted as the man she had come to adore ran after another woman, but Hinako saw that Kushina was strong, beautiful, and the perfect match for the blonde haired dreamer; Hinako was just too meek to go up to the man and just tell him how she felt. The blue haired woman sighed as her dark lavender eyes looked away from the blonde, but then came upon the site of the lone Hyuga male that walked towards her. Hinako gave a light blush as she accidently made eye contact with the Hyuga's eldest son and she quickly looked down at the groaned to avoid further embarrassment from him. She had been unable to get near the male for he was so intimidating and she felt the room temperature drop when he entered. Hinako had dealt with the cold and the harsh, but there was something more about Hiashi Hyuga that made her feel so small; now that he was almost ten feet away, she felt cold.

"Hiroshi-sama," Hiashi stood before her and once again moved the hair out of his face and looked at her with his emotionless face, "your brother wants you home."

"A-Ah yes," she looked up at him with a smile and blush. "Th-thank you Hyuga-sama, l-let us g-go." Hinako motioned that they should start walking and Hiashi followed as Hinako led the way back. Hiashi couldn't help but admire that even though that he knew she feared him in some kind of way, she still stood up to lead the way back. Though, Hiashi was the male and had to escort her back like any gentleman would. He took his spot right beside her and Hinako gave a light smile and giggled at him as he was trying to keep his hair back again. Hiashi heard her laughing and shot her a glance, making her stop and go back to looking straight ahead. He gave a mental groan as his hair got the better of him but this time Hinako spoke up; "H-Here Hyuga-sama," she lightly touched his arm and stopped, making him stop as well. She pulled out her own hair tie, letting her long blue hair fall down her back, and then hesitantly pulled Hiashi's hair back and held it all back with the little hair tie. "Th-there," she smiled up at him, "n-no more fussing with your hair Hyuga-sama-"

"Hiashi," the brunette said slightly looking away with his own cheeks turning a light pink. "Call me Hiashi from now on."

Hinako was a bit taken back by it, but smiled softly, "Alright, b-but you call me Hinako, please?" Hiashi looked down at her and nearly died at the cuteness with her heart shaped face, full pink lips, and big eyes that looked back up at him. He gulped lightly and gave a nod. Hinako smiled brightly with a pink blush, "th-thank you Hiashi-kun."

"I-it was nothing Hinako-ch-chan," Hiashi said back as they continued walking back to the estate. After another four years of seeing each other and getting to know the other better, their families arranged the marriage between both clans.

"Blondes are idiots," Hiashi said softly to himself as he starred out the window as his mind drifted into memories of the past. Anything to keep him from the present, the lonely present that he had to live; each night going to an empty bed and walking up to no one beside you had only made the Hyuga more like his family, cold and harsh. Hiashi was then pulled from his thoughts when there was a knock at his door and he frowned at the thought of having to deal with reality once again. He let out a deep breath, "Enter," he said calmly and his door was slid open and revealed the youngest Hyuga son as he stood in the door way and looked to his father. Hiashi watched as Haru slid the door closed and then kneeled before his father's desk. "What is it Haru?"

"Otou-san," Haru stated with the same emotionless voice, "I couldn't find Hansuke-Aniki and thought that you might know where he had gone." The boy just looked to his father with his big silver eyes and kept kneeling in the proper position like he had been taught since he could walk and sit down. Hiashi didn't know if he really should tell Haru where Hansuke was, since Hiashi could only assume that Hansuke was at Konohagakure Grave Yard and he knew that his son wanted to be alone with his mother.

"Go back to your studies Haru," Hiashi said getting back to the little paperwork that he had left. Haru wanted to interrupt his father again but then he decided against it and went off back to his room. Haru let out a sigh and bowed, and then he took his leave and slid the door closed. Haru's bare feet hit the ground with soft taps as he walked the wooden halls of the manor; it was usually be a very rare to see the youngest son and most likely newest heir to the Hyuga clan to be out alone just wondering the manor. Haru was always accompanied by someone or in his room or study with the other boys of the clan. If he wasn't studying or training, Haru could be found following his older brother around the manor or out in the village with Hansuke. The Elders of the family made sure Hiashi kept his son on a tight schedule like they had tried with Hansuke since the eldest son showed great physical strength with the plan, even though he had failed it; they thought Haru would get even better results since Haru was able to make through the training. Though it seemed the Haru did not inherit the muscular growth that Hansuke had gotten, but Hiashi said that Haru would get strong in his own way, and the Elders left it at that. Haru was a master-in-the-making when it came to using his Byakugan and using Gentle Fist and Haru was very proud of his talent and being compared to his father. Though it bothered him when he was always complimented on being 'just like your father' but Hansuke was scolded for 'being just like your mother'.

Haru was always told that his mother was one of the nicest members of the family –since she was obviously not a Hyuga- and that everyone loved her. So it confused him that when Hansuke was compared to her, that it meant a bad thing; he tried to ask Hansuke about it but he never got the answer. Yes he knew his brother was a bit weak in the Hyuga fighting style, and that he was too kind to be a shinobi, recently Haru had discovered that his brother had the kekkei genkai of their mother and Haru found it incredible, but Hansuke always said 'I am a Hiroshi otōto.' It was always left at that and Haru did not understand. He had met the Hiroshi clan and they were a nice clan and they had the same pride of Hyuga clan, but they also had that same odd talent with manipulating nature; he later learned that this was the other part of his family.

The sun shined through the manor's window and illuminated the dining area where the clan heads sat with family. Haru sat to the right of his father, as he shifted around in his brand new kimono that he had despised with a great passion; the thought of being surrounded by so many maids as they helped him into it made him sick and claustrophobic. Hansuke was on Hiashi's left and just kept his head low and seemed to be a bit down as he starred into his tea. Haru looked across from the Hyuga side to the Hiroshi side, and looked at someone who was supposed to be his uncle, Kyo, and studied the head of the Hiroshi clan. Kyo was a well-built man with very short dark hair and dark purple eyes that had the light of mischief and kindness. His skin was pale and he wore a forest green robe over his kimono and it had the symbol of the fire sign that was on Hansuke's jackets sleeve. Kyo had a son and a daughter at his sides, the eldest son on his right and the younger daughter on his left. Kyo's eldest son, Taka, was just two years older than Hansuke and the daughter, Mari, was the same age as Haru. The family before him seemed to be like them, quiet and reserved but they had the same dark hair as their father unlike Haru and Hiashi with their brown hair.

Haru did take notice that Mari's hair, in a certain light, looked just like Hansuke's. The boy also took notice that Kyo and Hansuke both had almost the same facial structure, or they would since Hansuke still had baby fat on his face that made him look very childish. Hiashi and Kyo did most of the talking throughout the meeting and the children listened politely, drank tea, and would talk when spoken too. The longer that it went on the more Haru was ready to flip the table over and then run off while ripping off the kimono. Hansuke looked about ready to run off like a rabbit but he would take a shaky sip of his tea and then look around at anything but the family before him. Taka sat across from the blue haired Hyuga and eye him like a shinobi would a bandit that had not done anything yet; just waiting to go for the kill. Haru could guess that Hansuke could sense the male's stares and that was why he refused to look up and make contact. Taka was becoming impatient with whatever was on his mind and very rudely interrupted the conversation.

"How come only Hansuke looks like Late Aunt Hinako," Taka looked up at his father and then back at Hansuke since his head shot up and the blush stained his cheeks. "I thought you said Hansuke and Haru were both family."

"They are Taka," Kyo ruffled his son's hair much to his dislike and smiled "it's just Hansuke drowned in Hinako's gene pool." Said Hyuga blushed and gave a small smile. "Haru here though," Kyo looked at the younger one; he knew that the boy knew nothing of his mother and a nice comparison would give the boy that little bond between them. "Little Haru has those abnormally big eyes." Kyo chuckled and reached into his kimono and pulled out an old photo and handed it to Haru. Haru took the photo and looked at it with his keen eyes, and he was astounded that his mother looked just like him as a child –which meant that either Haru looked like a girl, or his mother looked like a boy-. Haru did take notice that Hinako's hair was a midnight blue, but it was wild like his her eyes were big just a dark purple. He would have smiled at the compliment, but it meant nothing to him since it came from a man he did not know. Haru wasn't begging to have something to connect him to his mother, but getting from a stranger meant close to nothing. Hinako Hyuga was a mother to the boy, a mother he did not know.

Once the meeting had ended and Kyo and his children got onto a carriage to head home Hiashi let his two boys go get ready for bed. Haru walked along-side his brother with the photo in his hands that Kyo made him keep. Hansuke glanced at the photo as they walked and then he let out a light laugh and they both stopped in the middle of the hallway. Haru looked up at his brother, "Uncle K-Kyo was r-right," Hansuke ruffled his brother's hair, "y-you do look like Okaa-san, otōto." Haru looked up at his brother as he went into his room with one last 'goodnight' and slid the door close behind him. A small smile crept to the boy's lips and he tucked the photo away. Hearing from his brother made it all the better then from the Hiroshi; now, Hinako Hyuga was his mother, and the proof was in the photo.

Haru walked into the kitchen and watched as Nami made herself some tea, she always did around this time. Nami would not drink it in the kitchen, but make some and then take it with her to the training dojo and have it close by for when she would take a break. Haru took a seat at the table, not that he wanted his cousin to make him something, but he did not want to have to go back to his room. Nami detected his presence but said nothing of it and prepared her tea like she would any other day. Nami had spent most of the morning with her own mother that lived in the branch side of the manor and it was time well spent since Nami and her mother did have a lot in common; like the fact they both had a taste for Herring Soba. She then left her mother to enjoy her day in peace and allow her to hang out with her own friends and her mother let Nami go off and train. Her day was in fact nothing but sunshine and happiness….but that all changed when she caught no sight of her dear cousin and saw that her aunt's garden had been trimmed and tended to perfection; it only meant that Hansuke was sulking again. Usually Nami would ignore her cousins when he was in his sad and weak state, but since Nami had turned a new leaf and had worried about the male.

"Have you seen Hansuke-sama," Nami asked as she held a tray with the tea pot and a cup. Haru looked over at her and shook his head with a bored look in his eyes since she could guess that the young male was indeed bored. Nami sighed lightly and put the tray back down and leaned back against the counter, "Do you have any idea where he could be?" Haru once again was clueless in the matter and they both gave a sigh. "How about you come and train with me Haru-sama," she stood back up and glanced at the boy and then picked up her tray again. "So you don't have to be bored." Haru thought about it for about three seconds and then gave a nod; he followed Nami out of the kitchen and to the dojo. Name could guess where the male could be, but she knew that he would not want her company.

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Hansuke took deep, shaky breaths as he stayed in his bowed position. He did not know how long he had been like that but he was sure that he didn't want to go. Hansuke knew that leaving would force him to face his family, friends, and villagers, something that he really didn't want to do. Some understood his pain, one year Kashikoi had spotted the male as he stood before the graveyard as she was on her way to visit her own mother; they stood in silence for a while and then Kashikoi began to speak of her mother like it was normal conversation. Hansuke just listened as she went on, and when her story was done, he did the same. Hansuke didn't notice but he had begun to cry as the story went on but he made no sound of crying only tears were flowing from his eyes. Kashikoi, in an odd act of kindness wiped the boy's tears and gave his shoulder a tight squeeze. He remembered that the jonin had told him that everyone goes through a hard loss, at least once in their life and the only thing one could do is shake it off and never forget the loving memories of a loved one. Something in Hansuke wanted him to move on, to make Mother's Day a happy one for him, but he never could a part of him didn't want to let go….and it was the part of him that had been so full of hope and love.

Hinako gave her son hope and love that it kept the boy dreaming, Hansuke wanted to be the heir, he wanted to make his family proud. It was his one and only dream. After she was gone, nothing made him feel hopeful anymore; Nami hated him, his father looked at him like he was a failure, and Haru was surpassing him in every field that it looked like Hansuke would never reach his goal. He wanted to give up, he wanted to just get rid of all the hope he kept and admit defeat to his awful fate. But then he went to the academy, then he met the blonde haired kunoichi and something in him sparked once more…the same fire that his mother had started in him, was again coming back to life as Naruko Uzamaki showed him that giving up was not an option. His mother had got him going and she was sure to leave him with another piece of hope; Hansuke believed that even after her death, she was still watching and singing him to sleep.

The Hyuga got back to his feet and rubbed his puffy red eyes with the back of his hands. He ran his hand over the tombstone, so gentle that he was afraid it would shatter under his touch. "Okaa-san," he choked out since his voice had become raw from sobbing, "You shouldn't h-have died forcing you to miss s-so much." He gave a light smile, "Haru-otōto had grown up s-so nicely and is so strong, like Otou-san. Nami-onee isn't a-as mad as she was before," he looked up into the sky, "she's been helping me as much as she could, but it seems like I have also inherited your fighting style, though," he laughed lightly, "you weren't much of a f-fighter." He sighed lightly, "I-I guess I'll never b-be the heir now, huh?" Hansuke then just smiled a bit brighter then he thought he would, "M-maybe it is for th-the best, I don't w-want to r-run the clan anyway." He patted the stone once more and then walked away from the gravesite with a light smile, "Good night O-Okaa-san, I-I miss you." He shoved his hands into his pockets and walked down the empty dirt road with his head held high as if he were walking along-side his father.

The male decided that he should take the silver haired jonin's advice on and get over the fact that his mother was gone; sure he would still visit her and bring her flowers, but he would not cry like he had. Hansuke then realized that he might have to make an awkward visit to the Haruno residence and apologize to Saburo for almost hurting him very badly. Hansuke looked up at the sky and decided that he could get it done tomorrow when he would again see the pink haired shinobi. The male laughed a bit as he remembered the incident.

"I-I thought he was going t-to wet himself…"

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Did you like it? I hope it wasn't too out there and the next GB one shot will be about….ShikaxHansuke and then after a YurixHansuke. Please leave me a nice review and anything that will help me improve my writing. ^^ Ja Ne.