Sasuke Uchiha wiped the blade of his sword in his room, the memories of last night burning in his mind, clenching the handle harder.
His relationship with the Hyuga had been rather peculiar. She was peculiar. Hinata had always helped him without regret in her eyes.
He hated it.
He hated how she had not declined him. He hated how she saw him, at a time where he was weak and vulnerable. He hated how she could make him do kind things.
He hated it.
He hated her.
The Hyuga ran into his room, her eyes heavy from crying. His head raised, glaring at the woman.
"Sasuke, I-I have to go. Immediately." She mumbled, her hands on her chest. "Hanabi- she will be taken away from me, she's in trouble. S-Sasuke, you k-know how much I love her and how I need to p-protect her."
"No." He spoke, standing up, his sword scratching the floor. "That mouth of yours, always filled with your sister's name."
Hinata took a step back, surprised by him. Someone she thought understood her after everything that had happened.
Fury ran through her veins.
"Of course, I'd only talk about my sister! You forced me to live a life of no freedom, you took me away from her!" She shouted, her veins in her neck and forehead evident, her eyes stared at the ground. "I thought you would understand, our talk last night... I thought-"
"You were that fool who tried to kill me, you knew you had no chance, this was all your fault." Sasuke spat, raising his sword in front of her. "Last night was a mistake."
"Why didn't you kill me then, why kill the innocent boy but not me?! Why kill my father but not me?! Was I too weak to even die in your hands." She lifted her head, their eyes connecting, hatred in each pair. "Are you envious that Hanabi still has me! Are you envious of me because I still have my clan and my sister?!"
"I had always shut my mouth, always settling for the least. This time, I won't. I don't need your approval to leave this hell." She turned around, ending the conversation.
Her arm was gripped, she was slammed onto the bed.
Déjà vu in their situation.
Sasuke hovered her, his Sharingan complementing his Rinnegan. His nails digging in her wrists.
Her eyes widened once more.
He'll do it again.
His hands traveled on her thighs, his breath on her neck. He pulled away to look at her.
Her eyes glowed pink, the battle of the visual prowess in tune.
"Will you take me again?" She mocked, her eyes boring into his.
Silence fell between them, the grip on her wrists loosen, his eyes softening.
Sasuke removed himself from the bed, standing up with his head down.
Hinata stood up, walking to the door.
The moment she passed by him, something broke.
She was about to leave until he spoke.
"How long will I have to wait 'til I see you again." His voice held sincerity, having Hinata raise her head, still not turning around.
"No need to wait." She whispered, smiling before continuing.
"You won't see me again."
Hinata left the lair with Karin's help, traveling back to Konoha, the letter still in her hands.
The gates were a few meters away from her. She collapsed on the tree, crying.
Her freedom was everything to her since the day she was held there, but her feelings were in a mess. Her heart pumping, she was confused herself.
She was delighted to come back in Konoha and leave that forsaken place.
Always wanted to leave him, the devil himself.
The memories of him rushing through her mind, it was like daggers stabbing in her heart.
She shook her head, standing up, she ran and ran until her legs worn out. She stopped in front of the Hyuga Compound, stepping in.
"Onee-sama?!" The familiar voice she had last heard back then, she looked at the running figure.
The figure jumped at the older Hyuga, hugging her tightly, Hinata wrapped her arms as well. "Hanabi! I've missed you so much."
Their tears fell, as they dropped on the ground, their embrace still tight.
The awaited reunion of the Hyuga sisters now a reality. Months of despair to see one another, experiencing the harsh truth of life on their own.
"I've missed you more, Onee-sama! D-Don't leave me again." Hanabi sniffed, pulling away from the older Hyuga.
The sentence broke Hinata's heart, she could hear deprivation in her voice.
"I'm so sorry, Hanabi, so so sorry. I have been the worst sister to you, I'm sorry for leaving you." Hinata placed her hand on Hanabi's cheeks, the younger Hyuga's hand on her.
"Don't be silly, you are the greatest sister anyone could ask for!" Hanabi stood up along with Hinata, holding her arm. "Natsu, prepare the night! For we will have a feast in honor of Nee-sama's homecoming."
"Hai, Hanabi-sama." Natsu bowed, before running to the kitchen.
Hanabi faced her sister, a blinding grin on her. "Welcome back, Hinata-nee-sama."
After the feast filled with dishes by their best chef, Hinata and Hanabi walked outside of their compound, catching up after all the months that had passed. Hanabi had complained about the paperworks and the elders, making Hinata laugh.
"Nee-sama." She called.
The woman looked down at the shorter Hyuga, their lilac eyes connecting. "Yes, Hanabi?"
"Thank you for visiting me when I was sick, it was too bad I hadn't woke up when you left." Hanabi spoke, a blush on her cheeks, poking her fingers. "S-Sorry for interrupting your time."
"Oh, Hanabi." Hinata chuckled, a strain in her voice, trying her best not to cry. "I'm your sister, you always come first."
Hinata pat her younger sister's head, making her sister blush even more. "W-Well, what did you do?"
The question made the older Hyuga froze, her breath hitching. "I'll tell you when you're older."
"I'm already the head, am I not old enough?" Hanabi objected, her tone raising, while clenching her fists. "What's so important of it, that you can't tell me?"
"Hanabi." Hinata spoke, authority in her voice. Hanabi relaxed, but her eyebrows furrowed. "You may be the head, but I'm still your sister."
"Sorry." Hanabi apologized, staring at the ground. "I'll be resting."
The younger Hyuga was about to take a step before Hinata pulling her into a hug.
"Don't leave just yet." Hanabi was pressed between her sister's breasts, her face heating up.
"O-Okay, Hinata-nee, y-you can l-let go now." She pushed Hinata, looking at her side. An embarrassed chuckle came out of her big sister's lips.
"Let's go to Okaa-san's garden." Hinata pulled Hanabi to the garden where their mother had spent her free time.
"There are a lot of bugs here." Hanabi snapped, smacking her own face after a fly had bugged her.
Hinata chuckled and sat on the rocks near the small pond, koi swimming in it. The light from the moon glistened on the reflection of the water. Hanabi also sat beside her sister, obviously annoyed.
"Did I ever tell you the story of your name?" Hinata asked, walking to the bushes. Hanabi stared at her, her eyebrow raised.
"I don't think so." She replied, trying to recall.
"Well, there was a time when Okaa-san was always grumpy at Otou-sama and would always spend her time here. After my training, I would see her talk to her plants." Hinata chuckled at the memory, she bent down to pick something. "I thought she was odd then but it turns out she was pregnant with you."
"Hm." Hanabi hummed, still sensitive when her mother is mentioned. "Then?"
"I helped Okaa-san with her garden, she would always sit where you are sitting right now." Hanabi gasped, gripping the rock under her. "Well, she saw something unique that had caught her eyes. Okaa-san, she was very gentle and mild but when she saw a certain flower, she became very... active."
Hanabi stayed silent, waiting for her sister to continue. Hinata walked to Hanabi, her hands behind her, but then revealed a red-yellow gradient flower.
"What's that." She cocked her head to the side, glaring at Hinata.
"It's an aster flower." The older Hyuga answered.
"I don't get it."
"It's rare for this flower to have this kind of color, Okaa-san believed that you and the flower blooming were destined." Hinata explained, a smile on her lips. "She never cut it, because it would take a lot of tries to have that color grow again. She wanted you to see it, to have a connection with it."
"How can I even have a connection with a flower, it doesn't have a soul. Should I remind you that my name is Hanabi and not-"
"Look at it closely." Hinata pushed the flower to her.
Hanabi sighed and did what she was color of it, striking and vibrant, but the gradient was gentle. "Well, it looks like a firework."
"And?"
"Oh!" Hanabi shrugged, staring at the older Hyuga. "It looks like a firework, that's why my name's Hanabi, you know, because it means fireworks?"
"Well, you're not wrong." Hinata chuckled, tapping Hanabi's forehead.
"You were named Hanabi because Okaa-san knew you'll change the Hyuga, with your wild and dynamic personality. Not only the Hyuga, but hopefully the people around you. She would always whisper a quote when you were asleep. Just as this flower, you are unique."
"Oh, well. Why are there flowers like that still?" Hanabi's tears rested on the rims of her eyes.
"When you were born, the flowers bloomed and reproduced like this color. It's a miracle that it's still alive." Hinata lifted Hanabi's chin, their eyes boring to each other. "You are a miracle."
"How did she know I'd have this so-called dynamic personality?" Hanabi objected, still not satisfied with her sister's story.
"Mothers know best."
Hinata escorted Hanabi to her room. "Goodnight, Hanabi."
The older Hyuga turned around, but was stopped by her sister. "C-Can you, uh, sleep with me?"
"What?" Hinata questioned, horrified by her sister.
Hanabi realized her mistake and blushed harder.
"T-That's not what I meant! Forget it. G-Goodnight, Nee-sama." She bowed, her forehead tapped by her sister once again.
"I'll get my clothes, I'll be back." Hinata chuckled, going to her old room. She opened the door, observing the room.
She made her way to the closet, kneeling.
A paper fell from her pocket. She picked it up.
It was the letter;
Mistress of the white eyes,
Leave your bonds, and they will be doomed.
The power once mine trapped in your eyes,
Await for the return of the moon.
She shook as she read it again, she won't be taking any chances to leave Hanabi in danger.
Hinata returned to Hanabi's room, the fuuton readied on the floor. They settled under the covers. Their eyes on the ceiling.
"Nee-sama?" Hanabi called, looking at her. "What was the quote, Okaa-san used to whisper?"
Silence fell between them.
"Always let your spark ignite and let your colors burst."