The Byakagun.
//Indicates a person's thoughts//
Not in this chapter, but future chapters will feature shonen-ai! Rated for swearing, fluff and violence in future chapters!
If you cannot guess this is going to be a song fic. If you can guess the song, I'll do a fic of your choice. No lemon or Sakuino pairings though.
Believe it or not everyone
Have things that they hide
Believe it or not everyone
Keep most things inside
A single bean of moonlight shone down, sprinkling across the emerald leaves and onto the pale face beneath them. Her luminescent white eyes searched the heavens above, as if searching for an answer to some answered question. Contrary to most of the ninjas, she only wore a simple brown dress that rustled slightly in the midnight breeze.
A word fell from her lips. "Naruto."
But a different name entered her mind. It had been there all along, but lately, it had been sneaking its way to the front, almost betraying her and her hidden emotions. Her bright eyes suddenly clouded over and a deep frown set in, light lines wrinkling her young face. She shook her head violently, trying to rid the troublesome thought, but it still persisted.
Neji.
The next thought:
Incest.
"No!" she cried suddenly, startling herself.
Her heart pounded for several moments then...
"There!"
A kunai lodged itself in the ancient oak tree behind her. Similarly to the leaves beside him, the frightened chuunin stood shaking at his close brush with death. Hinata's patience wore out (A/N. Hinata will be more confident in this story). Her suspicions had been aroused 20 minutes ago when she had sensed his chakra. That had been 19 minutes too long.
"State your business or leave!"
The shuddering chuunin suddenly bristled at the curt response from his fellow chuunin, but the indignation rapidly died down as he remembered the rumours that she was just as powerful as the jounin Neji or even Sasuke. After all: Wasn't that her back facing him? He inhaled deeply and composed himself then...
"It's your father Hiashi. Orochimaru attacked the main house and he was gravely injured. He may not live out the night..."
She was gone.
The chuunin bristled in anger, but also, there was a hidden element of sorrow. Couldn't even she even spare him one glance? Konohamaru sighed. There was no one to talk to any more, ever since...
Naruto...
Believe it or not everyone
Believes in something above
Believe it or not everyone
Needs to feel loved
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Father! What h-has he done to you?" A stammer that hadn't shown itself in so long suddenly resurfaced. But beneath, barely controlled rage boiled.
Her father no longer possessed his right arm. The bloody stump was swaddled in bandages, but that could not help the bleeding. His naked chest revealed numerous torture wounds and burn marks. The once handsome, defining features of his face were slashed beyond repair. Her once proud father laid before her at death's door, a broken man. The white eyes betrayed pain beyond human endurance. Then he spoke.
"Hinata."
"Oh father!" She wanted to cry. She wanted to scream. She wanted to throw her arms around his broken body and tell him how she loved him, but she couldn't. Her body was locked in emotion for what seemed an eternity before he spoke again.
//Hinata-chan, my child, I cannot bear it, you seeing me like this, but you must know.//
"Hinata..."
"I won't take over the Main House! I just can't! Why me? Why not Neji?" The frightened and unsure child she had once been threatened to envelop her once more. "I just...can't."
"My dear child, you know you must. It is your duty as the heiress of the Byakugan and of the Main House. It is not a choice, as you discovered with Neji"
"But Father..."
"However, I would not let you see me like this is I did now have something of utmost importance to tell you. Do not interrupt."
Hinata bit her lip to keep from crying out.
"When I was born, my mother bore one live twin, one dead. I barely survived. My true brother unfortunately did not. My father, consumed with grief, could think of only what his wife's suffering would be like if she found out." Hiashi took a hoarse, rasping breath then continued. "So he switched the dead twin with a maid's newborn son. He banished the maid from the Main House so she could never tell."
Hinata could only stand there in shock, listening to her father's dying words.
"Hizashi and I are only brothers by looks and of the Byakugan, the result and complication of a forbidden jutsu, the name of what I will not utter here."
Shadows seemed to gather around her father's tortured body, eating at his soul.
"He neglected to think about how the switched son would forever be caged within his soul like a bird. He would never be free."
Hiashi struggled to pull himself up and failed. Hinata fell to her knees, grasping her father's hand.
Hiashi gazed up at his daughter, unable to complete his confession. The sorrow and regret raged through him like a burning inferno. //My daughter, can't you see? It is not to wrong to love him. Open your eyes...//
"It's all right Father...Father?!"
Hiashi's eyes began to cloud over to a misty gray, then to the colour of the deepest storm cloud.
"Hinata...listen..."
"No Father no!"
"Cannot you not hear them calling? Our ancestors..." His words trailed off, and his eyes finally took on the colour of death.
Black.
"But who, Father. Who?" Hinata whispered. She stared at her father's lifeless body, the let the misery consume her. Her heart-wrenching sobs filled the room with sadness and despair. With her left hand, she gently closed her father's eyes and laid a small kiss upon his forehead.
Turning up to leave she said "Good-bye Father."
One final time.
All that was left in the room now was almost forgotten memories and a dead man's body. Her future laid ahead along the road to the North...and Orochimaru.
But we don't, and we won't
Until we figure out!
O_O Quite a cliff-hanger isn't it? Plz read and review!!!
//Indicates a person's thoughts//
Not in this chapter, but future chapters will feature shonen-ai! Rated for swearing, fluff and violence in future chapters!
If you cannot guess this is going to be a song fic. If you can guess the song, I'll do a fic of your choice. No lemon or Sakuino pairings though.
Believe it or not everyone
Have things that they hide
Believe it or not everyone
Keep most things inside
A single bean of moonlight shone down, sprinkling across the emerald leaves and onto the pale face beneath them. Her luminescent white eyes searched the heavens above, as if searching for an answer to some answered question. Contrary to most of the ninjas, she only wore a simple brown dress that rustled slightly in the midnight breeze.
A word fell from her lips. "Naruto."
But a different name entered her mind. It had been there all along, but lately, it had been sneaking its way to the front, almost betraying her and her hidden emotions. Her bright eyes suddenly clouded over and a deep frown set in, light lines wrinkling her young face. She shook her head violently, trying to rid the troublesome thought, but it still persisted.
Neji.
The next thought:
Incest.
"No!" she cried suddenly, startling herself.
Her heart pounded for several moments then...
"There!"
A kunai lodged itself in the ancient oak tree behind her. Similarly to the leaves beside him, the frightened chuunin stood shaking at his close brush with death. Hinata's patience wore out (A/N. Hinata will be more confident in this story). Her suspicions had been aroused 20 minutes ago when she had sensed his chakra. That had been 19 minutes too long.
"State your business or leave!"
The shuddering chuunin suddenly bristled at the curt response from his fellow chuunin, but the indignation rapidly died down as he remembered the rumours that she was just as powerful as the jounin Neji or even Sasuke. After all: Wasn't that her back facing him? He inhaled deeply and composed himself then...
"It's your father Hiashi. Orochimaru attacked the main house and he was gravely injured. He may not live out the night..."
She was gone.
The chuunin bristled in anger, but also, there was a hidden element of sorrow. Couldn't even she even spare him one glance? Konohamaru sighed. There was no one to talk to any more, ever since...
Naruto...
Believe it or not everyone
Believes in something above
Believe it or not everyone
Needs to feel loved
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Father! What h-has he done to you?" A stammer that hadn't shown itself in so long suddenly resurfaced. But beneath, barely controlled rage boiled.
Her father no longer possessed his right arm. The bloody stump was swaddled in bandages, but that could not help the bleeding. His naked chest revealed numerous torture wounds and burn marks. The once handsome, defining features of his face were slashed beyond repair. Her once proud father laid before her at death's door, a broken man. The white eyes betrayed pain beyond human endurance. Then he spoke.
"Hinata."
"Oh father!" She wanted to cry. She wanted to scream. She wanted to throw her arms around his broken body and tell him how she loved him, but she couldn't. Her body was locked in emotion for what seemed an eternity before he spoke again.
//Hinata-chan, my child, I cannot bear it, you seeing me like this, but you must know.//
"Hinata..."
"I won't take over the Main House! I just can't! Why me? Why not Neji?" The frightened and unsure child she had once been threatened to envelop her once more. "I just...can't."
"My dear child, you know you must. It is your duty as the heiress of the Byakugan and of the Main House. It is not a choice, as you discovered with Neji"
"But Father..."
"However, I would not let you see me like this is I did now have something of utmost importance to tell you. Do not interrupt."
Hinata bit her lip to keep from crying out.
"When I was born, my mother bore one live twin, one dead. I barely survived. My true brother unfortunately did not. My father, consumed with grief, could think of only what his wife's suffering would be like if she found out." Hiashi took a hoarse, rasping breath then continued. "So he switched the dead twin with a maid's newborn son. He banished the maid from the Main House so she could never tell."
Hinata could only stand there in shock, listening to her father's dying words.
"Hizashi and I are only brothers by looks and of the Byakugan, the result and complication of a forbidden jutsu, the name of what I will not utter here."
Shadows seemed to gather around her father's tortured body, eating at his soul.
"He neglected to think about how the switched son would forever be caged within his soul like a bird. He would never be free."
Hiashi struggled to pull himself up and failed. Hinata fell to her knees, grasping her father's hand.
Hiashi gazed up at his daughter, unable to complete his confession. The sorrow and regret raged through him like a burning inferno. //My daughter, can't you see? It is not to wrong to love him. Open your eyes...//
"It's all right Father...Father?!"
Hiashi's eyes began to cloud over to a misty gray, then to the colour of the deepest storm cloud.
"Hinata...listen..."
"No Father no!"
"Cannot you not hear them calling? Our ancestors..." His words trailed off, and his eyes finally took on the colour of death.
Black.
"But who, Father. Who?" Hinata whispered. She stared at her father's lifeless body, the let the misery consume her. Her heart-wrenching sobs filled the room with sadness and despair. With her left hand, she gently closed her father's eyes and laid a small kiss upon his forehead.
Turning up to leave she said "Good-bye Father."
One final time.
All that was left in the room now was almost forgotten memories and a dead man's body. Her future laid ahead along the road to the North...and Orochimaru.
But we don't, and we won't
Until we figure out!
O_O Quite a cliff-hanger isn't it? Plz read and review!!!