Okay, I lied about getting a fic out every month, so sue me! No wait! PLease don't! I was just kidding!!!

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A dark haired figure crept stealthily through the mid-autumn afternoon. Judging by the broad shoulders, and square-jawed face, the figure was decidely male. Pausing suddenly and ducking behind a large stone building, he waited for the calmly strolling couple to pass. He peered around the corner with unatrually silver eyes and dashed hastily across the street. He jumped up onto the roof in one powerful leap and continued onward with his journey.

The dark-clad shinobi's heart raced with excitement. Years he had been perfecting his ultimate technique, years, and now he would finally be able to reap the full benefit of his struggles. All of his tireless efforts and failed experiments were leading up to this very day. He had long ago started dabbling with different types of jutsus and seals, and all of his studies had finally paid off! What a glorious day!

So dedictaed to his seemingly unreachable goal was this ninja, that he had even gone so far as to undergo experimental surgeries in the hope that he could benfit from them. Many a restless night and a pain-filled day had he endured, all the while dreaming of his most wonderful accomplishment! Glory be to the day he could truly See! He didn't care how much people stared at his modified irises now that he could at last put to use all of his vast knowledge. They mocked his ludicris ideals and scorned the drastic changes he had made to his physical appearnace, saying it could never be done.

But he perservered! He never gave up hope! And now they would all praise his wondorous accomplishments! They would beg for the secret of his techniques! And if his theory was correct, than his decendants would be hailed as geniuses! What a wonderfully unparalleld day!

At last, at long, long last, he reached his journey's end. Coming to rest atop a small hill that looked out onto the myriad of buildings that formed that small town he had come to rest at and work on his ultimate technique, his eyes centered on one building in particular. Heart thumping in his ears from nervousness, he focused on his eyes, willing himself to see. . .

His concentration was abruptly disperesed as a large wooden-handled brush came thumping down on his skull. He turned, his annoyance at being disturbed clearly showing on his face. As soon as he saw who had drawn his attention, however, his face quickly turned into a polite smile.

"Hello, Natsume-chan." He said pleasantly. The woman he had addressed, a beautiful slender girl carrying her bathing things, scowled darkly at him.

"Don't 'Hello, Natsume-chan' me Hyuuga, you dirty pervert! You were going to spy on the woman's bathes again, weren't you?!"

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MUWHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!! Did any of you get it? It's how the Byakugan was invented! Stupid, I know, but it made ME laugh!! They never have mentioned how any of the bloodlines originated did they? I took a wild guess and hoped I didn't sound like an ignorant jackass.

Oh, and in case any of you out there in fan-land have read Keeping Secrets, the pairing is Orochimaru/Jiraiya. The whole 'arms paralysed' thing should have given it away for any of you have read that far in the manga. For the rest. . . I forgive you. *Pats readers on the head like a puppy and throws a biscuit at them* Now then. . .

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