I do not own Naruto but sometimes I dream that Neji was real...hahahaha...nope just kidding and oddly tired today...
"Hinata you need to practice more."
"I'm tired, father." Hiashi slapped her across the face.
"No, you are lazy and disgraceful to the name of Hyuuga. You deserve to be disowned and put into the branch family with the sole duty of cooking and cooking only."
"Father, have I not improved at all?"
"Do you call that little bit of skill an improvement?! I guess considering your utter lack of any other skill it can be. I expect you to train and train hard. You must be the best. You're a Hyuuga not some common street rat."
Hinata bowed her head and sighed again.
"Yes father."
"Now I expect you to be better next time or you will not like the consequences."
"Yes."
"You are dismissed."
Hinata ran out of the training room crying while her younger sister Hanabi sat laughing in the shadows. No way could her weak and super pathetic sister become head of the clan now. Their father. as she knew from spying on him, was already planning to make her the heir and when that happened she would most definetly put Hinata in the branch house. Then Neji would be hers and they could rule the clan with an iron fist. All she had to do was to wait for the perfect opportunity and then she'd strike. It would be perfect and she will finally be able to take the clan in the direction she wanted it in.
He walked past her room and was considering walking in when he heard the sobbing. He knew Hiashi had hurt her again and again, but he didn't want it to seem like he cared. In truth he cared a lot about whether or not Hinata was ok, but he knew that if Hiashi caught it he would be assigned to help someone else. He stood there with his byakugan activated to make sure no one was anywhere in sight. Then he slowly slipped into her room and held her. She had looked up at him confused, but with one look of his eyes he silenced her and started to rock her gently. He wanted her more than he was sure that she'd ever be able to comprehend. She was his cherished object, one that he didn't want destroyed. It was her that kept him from leaving the clan and village behind to find something better and to feel like he was finally free of his cage.
"Neji..."
"Yes Hinata."
"Why are you holding me like this? Don't you hate me?"
"I couldn't hate you."
Neji could hear footsteps coming down the hall towards her room. He quickly pushed her away saying that a shinobi never cries the way she was crying. Hinata looked up at him confused about his sudden actions and started to cry more. Why did he change all of the sudden?, she thought as she braced herself for his next insult.
"Hinata you are a disgrace to Hyuuga. I'm surprised your father even keeps you around."
"Neji, why are you saying this?"
"What's the matter Hinata? Can't handle the truth?"
"That's not true. I am stronger than you think."
"Doubtful. I'm sure a wet noodle is stronger."
"Leave Neji, I hate you." Even as those words left her lips she knew it wasn't true. She loved him and wanted him and wished for his company on more than one occasion.
He smirked and left as he saw Hanabi coming down the corridor.
"Neji coming out of Hinata's room? Oh I wonder what's going on?", Hanabi said tauntingly.
"Nothing and I advise you not to say anything else.", he said menacingly.
"Or what?", Hanabi said with a small smirk and a definite challenging tone to her voice.
"You'll just have to wait and see now wont you."
"Yeah I guess so", and she rolled her eyes and continued to her sister's room.
Hanabi went into Hinata's room because she had to inform her of their father's wishes. He wished to see her as soon as possible and if he didn't there would be consequences. Unfortunately, Hinata wasn't there and it was already 11 pm. Their father would be furious at her for leaving this late and above all else she didn't want to be the one to have to tell him that she was missing. She sighed looking around desperately before preparing herself to go and tell her father that Hinata was missing.
A loud bang erupted from the Hiashi's office only a moment later and everyone in that vicinity look towards his door.
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN HINATA ISN'T HERE?! I SWEAR HANABI IF YOU"RE LYING TO ME..."
"I'm not father. She really isn't home and I don't know where she is.", Hanabi cried.
"Go summon Neji to my office now!"
"Ok."
Hanabi left silently cursing her father for yelling at her like he did. She hated when he did thay since it wasn't like she was weak or something. She left going back down the corridor towards Hinata's room since Neji's was right next door. Hmmm...Neji, she thought as she just casually walked into his room. He came out of his bathroom in nothing, but a towel and Hanabi felt her jaw drop. Yes, if by some miracle that Hinata became the clan leader she would be requesting to marry him. He looked at her with a look that could have froze steel and Hanabi quickly remembered the reason she came in here in the first place.
"uh...Neji father wishes to see you in his office now...H..Hin...Hinata is missing."
If Neji's eyes held any emotion it was gone instantly from his face. He simply nodded and motioned for Hanabi to leave the room. She did madly blushing on her way out. Dammit, why did she have these feelings.
Hinata was standing on the river practicing and training to be stronger. She kicked a rock and broke it nearly in half. After a while she took a break and soon enough was joined by Shikamaru.
"Hey would you like to work at my club?"
"Depends. What kind of work is it?"
"Exotic Dancing...", he replied. This is too troublesome, he thought as he waited for her reply.
"Can I wear a mask?"
He thought about it for a moment and figured it to be a good idea.
"Sure"
"Fine. Then I will work for you."
At least I'll be accepted somewhere she thought. She watched as Shikamaru left and Neji appeared.
"Hinata", Neji said in a low voice.
"Yes"
"You need to stop running off like this."
"I know."
"Let's go home."
"Neji..."
"Yes, Hinata?"
"If I ever control the clan will you please stand by me?"
Neji considered it for a moment and then nodded a quick yes and the two continued on their way.
Later that night, her father beat her and she left his office still refusing to cry. She laid out on her bed and thought about working. She needed a name and all at once it hit her. She would be the Blue Mystic and everyone would love her.
