I wanted to be just like you, so perfect, so untouchable.
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Hinata curled up beneath very tree Neji had pinned her to during their fight earlier today. She didn't want to go home, and she doubted anyone would care whether or not she did anyway.She let out a soft sigh and cuddled back into the rough bark of the tree. At least it would comfort her when she was sad. She looked through its branches up at the stary sky, and patches of the moon. She reached up her hand, letting her soft skin be set aglow with the pale light the celestial body reflected down upon her. It was so soft, and white, but.. cold and sad at the same time.
-Kind of like... my eyes.
She decided it was time to go home. She was feeling a bit more sad, a bit more unsure than usual, but she just wasn't sure why. She got up and headed down the long, moonlit road to the Hyuuga manor, but not before pausing to look at the moon, unobscured by the branches of trees, in all its gothic glory.
"Rest in peace, Hizashi-san. I hope you are in a good place now."
In the presence of the loving tree and the uncaring lunar sentinel, she needn't stutter. They were too great to judge someone like her.
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The door opened slowly, and Hinata peered in before entering. At the sight of her father, she made to close the door and wait until he had left, to avoid confrontation with him.
"Hinata."
She cringed at the sound of her name and came in slowly, cautiously, as she always was around the volatile Hiyashi, her father. She looked into his eyes only for a second, before shoving her gaze to her toes. The intensity, it was like a blazing inferno of white-hot everything, threatening to tear out the very depths of her soul and set them afire with pain and misery. So she glued her eyes downward, as was characteristic of the quiet child.
Hiyashi scowled at the obvious weakness, the fear. Then he sighed.
"Nevermind, get out of my sight."
Hinata obeyed very willingly, and was soon locked in her room. She let out a sigh. She was glad to be far, far away from her father, but... she hated being all alone like this, and she was always alone, one would think she'd get used to it.
'Why am I weak?'
She lay in bed, in a thin-strapped whit shirt and powder blue, baggy silk pants. Even her night clothes were conservative.
'Why am I so shy? Why don't I have any confidence??'
Hinata gripped her sheets tightly. Her eyes stung with threatening tears.
'Why am I crying!?'
She stood up angrily and stared at herself in the mirror, tears coursing down cheeks with veins crawling accross them, centralizing to eyes that were now viciously piercing through the mirror. They hurt to look at, even though they were her own.
"Why!? Why am I like this!? Why can't I be like Naruto-kun!? Hanabi nii-chan?! Neji-sama!!"
She took herself by surprise at the last name on her list, and found a palm with torrential chakra swarming around it protruding from the wooden back of her mirror. Her hand was splintered and cut, and glass lay about her. She jerked her hand out and headed out her opened window. A two story jump was really nothing, even for a weak shinobi like herself. It had beun to rain now. As she ran, the drizzle shifted into a downpour with a crack of thunder and flash of lightning. Her bare feet made a slopping noise on the muddy road, her white shirt clung to her flesh, her nipples barely visible through the wet fabric.
She was freezing, her hand hurt, her feet hurt, but she finally made it back to the training ground. The sound of chakra contacting one of the targets was comparable to that of a sonic boom, but she knew the sound was misleading, it was weak. Her emotions were probably sparking her chakra a little, but not much. After what must have been a good two hours, her muscles ached and her hand was bruised and bleeding. She hadn't bothered removing glass shards from it, and now it was really painful. She sunk down against the tree she had only left a few hours ago and groaned. Her hand hurt, the boy she had adored for so long was in love with another boy, her family hated her and she was a pathetic individual with nothing going for her. What else was new? She stood shakily and began walking back towards the village. Her feet were cut from running barefooted. She realized she was still in her pajamas, how stupid of her. But she didn't care. It was probably around 1 or 2 in the morning now, no one would be out anyway.
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Neji walked down the long, lonely road, heading back towards the village. He was soaked to the bone, and he had dark circles under his eyes. He had been training ferociously, letting out his confusion and frustration on the targets. His palms were actually bruised, even through his bandages. He sighed. He needed to get stronger. He was in the village soon, he looked up for the first time in awhile, Through the blinding downpour, he saw a figure wearing white and soft blue, sitting on the small swing beneath the tree near the academy. The person looked very unhappy...
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Will get to working on the next chapter right now, kiddies n.n- Hope you like.. I ought to play with Neji some more too but I like Hinata better u.u;;...
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Hinata curled up beneath very tree Neji had pinned her to during their fight earlier today. She didn't want to go home, and she doubted anyone would care whether or not she did anyway.She let out a soft sigh and cuddled back into the rough bark of the tree. At least it would comfort her when she was sad. She looked through its branches up at the stary sky, and patches of the moon. She reached up her hand, letting her soft skin be set aglow with the pale light the celestial body reflected down upon her. It was so soft, and white, but.. cold and sad at the same time.
-Kind of like... my eyes.
She decided it was time to go home. She was feeling a bit more sad, a bit more unsure than usual, but she just wasn't sure why. She got up and headed down the long, moonlit road to the Hyuuga manor, but not before pausing to look at the moon, unobscured by the branches of trees, in all its gothic glory.
"Rest in peace, Hizashi-san. I hope you are in a good place now."
In the presence of the loving tree and the uncaring lunar sentinel, she needn't stutter. They were too great to judge someone like her.
*********
The door opened slowly, and Hinata peered in before entering. At the sight of her father, she made to close the door and wait until he had left, to avoid confrontation with him.
"Hinata."
She cringed at the sound of her name and came in slowly, cautiously, as she always was around the volatile Hiyashi, her father. She looked into his eyes only for a second, before shoving her gaze to her toes. The intensity, it was like a blazing inferno of white-hot everything, threatening to tear out the very depths of her soul and set them afire with pain and misery. So she glued her eyes downward, as was characteristic of the quiet child.
Hiyashi scowled at the obvious weakness, the fear. Then he sighed.
"Nevermind, get out of my sight."
Hinata obeyed very willingly, and was soon locked in her room. She let out a sigh. She was glad to be far, far away from her father, but... she hated being all alone like this, and she was always alone, one would think she'd get used to it.
'Why am I weak?'
She lay in bed, in a thin-strapped whit shirt and powder blue, baggy silk pants. Even her night clothes were conservative.
'Why am I so shy? Why don't I have any confidence??'
Hinata gripped her sheets tightly. Her eyes stung with threatening tears.
'Why am I crying!?'
She stood up angrily and stared at herself in the mirror, tears coursing down cheeks with veins crawling accross them, centralizing to eyes that were now viciously piercing through the mirror. They hurt to look at, even though they were her own.
"Why!? Why am I like this!? Why can't I be like Naruto-kun!? Hanabi nii-chan?! Neji-sama!!"
She took herself by surprise at the last name on her list, and found a palm with torrential chakra swarming around it protruding from the wooden back of her mirror. Her hand was splintered and cut, and glass lay about her. She jerked her hand out and headed out her opened window. A two story jump was really nothing, even for a weak shinobi like herself. It had beun to rain now. As she ran, the drizzle shifted into a downpour with a crack of thunder and flash of lightning. Her bare feet made a slopping noise on the muddy road, her white shirt clung to her flesh, her nipples barely visible through the wet fabric.
She was freezing, her hand hurt, her feet hurt, but she finally made it back to the training ground. The sound of chakra contacting one of the targets was comparable to that of a sonic boom, but she knew the sound was misleading, it was weak. Her emotions were probably sparking her chakra a little, but not much. After what must have been a good two hours, her muscles ached and her hand was bruised and bleeding. She hadn't bothered removing glass shards from it, and now it was really painful. She sunk down against the tree she had only left a few hours ago and groaned. Her hand hurt, the boy she had adored for so long was in love with another boy, her family hated her and she was a pathetic individual with nothing going for her. What else was new? She stood shakily and began walking back towards the village. Her feet were cut from running barefooted. She realized she was still in her pajamas, how stupid of her. But she didn't care. It was probably around 1 or 2 in the morning now, no one would be out anyway.
*******
Neji walked down the long, lonely road, heading back towards the village. He was soaked to the bone, and he had dark circles under his eyes. He had been training ferociously, letting out his confusion and frustration on the targets. His palms were actually bruised, even through his bandages. He sighed. He needed to get stronger. He was in the village soon, he looked up for the first time in awhile, Through the blinding downpour, he saw a figure wearing white and soft blue, sitting on the small swing beneath the tree near the academy. The person looked very unhappy...
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Will get to working on the next chapter right now, kiddies n.n- Hope you like.. I ought to play with Neji some more too but I like Hinata better u.u;;...