The Purity Of White
Autheress's Notes: OK! CHAPPIE ELEVEN!! I actually wrote this chapter second, after the first one (in case that didn't make sense) because I had alot of ideas for it. I was laying in bed, before I had even posted the first chapter, at eleven forty on a tuesday (I remember because I'm typing it on that exact day) and I was like, I have to get this out of my head! So, I went downstairs and started typing what you are reading now! (grin!) I've got insomnia anyway, so it doesn't matter.
...Wait... this IS chapter 2... Ha ha ha...
Also, someone reviewed and told me that cousincest is legal in Asia... I know it is. People told me that in the This Much I Know Is True days (in all the 21 reviews that I got... T.T) but I just find it slightly gross, no matter what the case, being American and all, no da (Chichiri, no da!).
I feel sick... I really have no confidence in my stories whatsoever anymore... Lately I haven't been getting any reviews hardly at all. Before, when I went to check my mail, it'd be overflowing with reviews and messages from my reviewers and stuff, but now, when I go to check, it says the most horrific thing: "This folder contains no messages" and I just wanna cry... T.T I have no inspiration for my stories anymore, and it sucks, because I left both Genius In Love and Apprentice in a cliffhanger... I've even tried reading other fictions, for the sake of inspiration... That's how desperate I am! I have a faint idea on what happens at the end of the stories, but I don't know how they get there... Isn't that pathetic?
Holy crap, why the hell am I telling you people this?? I say I hate people who try to act pitiful on purpose, and here I am doing it! Next time I start acting melodramatic... just smack me.
...But I wanted more reviews for this... T.T
Kyuubi: I will bitch-slap you if you do not stop.
Eep!
Song Details: This song is my favorite song by Good Charlotte; the music video made me cry! If possible, like my other chappies, try to listen to the song while you read... it'll make you cry! (sob sob)
Kyuubi: Oh, for crying out loud!
Disclaimer: I don't the NARUTO series, but I do own Neji's soul (snicker snicker). The assumptions and comments about Hinata's parents (namely her mother) are fictional... No one knows about Hinata's mom, do they?. I also don't own Good Charlotte (sob). I wish I owned Benji, tho! (along with the other millions of fan girls)
Reading Key:
Lyrics (bold and slanted)
Thoughts, flashbacks, dreams
"Speaking"
(Time difference; location change)
Chapter Eleven: Hold On
Timeline for this Chapter: Neji, 5; Hinata, 4; obviously, after Neji's father died
Neji peeked around the ricepaper walls into the Head Family's private training hall. Inside, his little cousin, Hinata, and his uncle, Hiashi, were training. He scowled instantly at the sight of them. Stupid Head Family.
This world
"Come again, Hinata," Hiashi ordered, standing at one end of the hall wth his walking stick.
This world is cold
"H-Hai." Neji watched as Hinata made another rush at her father; his eyes flicked from her hands to her feet. Not only were they out of line, in poor footwork, but he also saw flecks of blood on her palms, and stains of red where her feet touched the floor.
But you don't
What does he think he's doing? Neji wondered angrily, forgetting for a moment that he hated Hinata. She's bleeding!
You don't have to go
"Ah-Ow..." Hinata backed away from her father, after he blocked her almost ruthlessly, and held ehr wrist; it twitched slightly.
You're feeling sad, you're feeling lonely, and no one seems to care
"Come again, Hinata," Hiashi ordered, ignoring her soft cry of pain.
Your mother's gone and your father hits you
Hinata looked up at her father with sadly pained eyes; pain Hiashi seemed oblivous to; pain no one noticed. No one noticed.
This pain you cannot bear
No one except Neji. No one except Neji seemed to even bother to care.
But we all bleed the same way as you do
Her eyes are the same as mind, he thought, with a startled little gasp. He quickly smacked a hand over his mouth.
And we all have the same things to go through
However, his gasp did not go unnoticed, and Hiashi turned around in almost inhuman speed, and caught Neji with his eyes. The two starred at each other for a few moments, Neji in hidden fear and Hiashi with a mask. Finally, Hiashi spoke. "Bandage her," he ordered, walking past Neji out of the room.
"H-Hai." Neji nodded, taking a roll of bandages out of his pocket and glancing over at Hinata, who instantly blushed and looked away.
"Y-You don't have to, Neji-nii-san," she said quietly, twiddling her fingers nervously.
Neji made a scoff from above his years. "Don't be dumb. You can't do it yourself."
"H-Hai..."
Hold on if you feel like letting go
The two children sat in the middle of the training hall, Neji bandaging Hinata's feet and Hinata blushing shamefully, more at having to receive her older cousin's help then anything else.
"Hinata-sama," Neji said quietly, not taking his eyes off her feet as he bandaged them carefully. "Why do you let him do this?
Hold on it gets better than you know
"Mm..." Hinata looked away, her face even redder then before, though Neji didn't see it. "I-I don't know... He's my Daddy, and I know he loves me, so..."
Neji flinched slightly at the mention of 'Daddies', and said, rather cruelly, "How could someone who loves you treat you so mercilessly?"
Your days
Hinata was silent for a moment, thinking, her eyes more pained then before, and, finally, she answered in a hushed voice, "Sometimes... I want him to stop... And I wish he'd act like Sakura-chan and Ino-chan's fathers..."
You say they're way too long
Neji looked up, starring at her; 'Hinata-sama' had never confessed anything to him, and it shocked him that she would now.
"But-But, somehow, I always know he cares," she continued in a somewhat stronger voice. "Otherwise, he wouldn't spend so much time... Right?"
And your nights
Neji looked down at his hands where they were mechanically bandaging her small, injured feet. "Is that what you really think, Hinata-sama?" he asked quietly, his eyes growing pained. "That Hiashi-sama treats you like this because he loves you?"
You can't sleep at all
"I wish I could have born you into the Head Family..."
Hold on
"You think that anyone would treat someone they love in this manner?" Neji looked up at his cousin, new anger and strength returning to his eyes to replace the pain. But the pain was always there. I wish I could think that... I wish Tousan had been born the Master, instead... instead of having to die because he was from the Branch Family!
And you're not sure what you're waiting for, but you don't want to know more
Neji stood up, his newly renewed hate for Hinata-sama and all that she was returning, and, picking up his bandages, walked out of the room. So what if he hadn't finished bandaging her wounds? So what if she got infected from open wounds? Who cared? Surely the 'superior Head Family' could take care of themselves?
And you're not sure what you're looking for, but you don't want to know more
Neji starred at his feet as he stomped away down the hall. Stupid Head Family! Stupid, stupid, stupid!
But we all bleed the same way as you do
They're so dumb! I hate them! They don't know anything about me! They're nothing like me! Neji came to a sudden stop, starring down at his hand; he hadn't realized it, but he'd grabbed Hinata's kunai knife when he'd run away; he could see his reflection in it.
And we all have the same things to go through
But... her eyes... were alot like mine...
Hold on if you feel like letting go
No! Neji broke out into a run down the hall, throwing the kunai away; it stuck into the floor a few feet away from where he'd been standing a moment ago.
Hold on it gets better than you know
Tousan! How could you let them kill you?! Neji thought angrily, running down the hall as fast as he could, not caring where he went, or who he ran into.
Don't stop looking, you're one step closer
How could you let them kill you?! Don't you care?! Don't you care at all?! Neji felt tears leak out of his eyes and he quickly sqeezed them shut.
Don't stop searching, it's not over
Neji felt himself run into something very soft and very firm at the same time, said firmness causing him to fall backwards on his butt. He glanced up, his face starting to get red from his run. "H-Hiashi-sama..."
Hold on
Hiashi looked down at his small nephew, and nodded. "Neji. Did you finished bandaging Hinata's feet and hands?"
What are you looking for?
"U-Um..." Neji gulped; not, he hadn't finished; normally that would not be a problem, he would think of an excuse, and get on with life; the problem this time was that he didn't care. "W-Well..."
What are you waiting for?
"Neji?" Hiashi asked in a strangely soft voice, his frown angling for once.
Neji's eyes widened. The voice was so familiar... the face was so familiar...
Do you know what you're doing to me?
"Neji-kun?"
Go ahead...What are you waiting for?
"Neji?" Hiashi repeated, raising an eyebrow; the boy had gone rigid, starring at him in horror and confusion, his eyes wide. "Neji, did you hear--"
Hold on if you feel like letting go
"No!" Neji scrambled to his feet, shoving past his uncle in a dead run. No! Tousan, shut up!
Hold on it gets better than you know
Neji squeezed his eyes shut against his uncle's face and words; he heard Hiashi calling after him, but didn't care.
Don't stop looking, you're one step closer
Tousan! Tousan, it's not fair! he thought angrily, biting the inside of his cheek to keep himself from crying; he heard people call to him, people in the hall, or the people in whose rooms he stomped by, but, again, he didn't care.
Don't stop searching, it's not over
Suddenly, he found himself outside... Where outside, though? He hadn't paid attention to which door he'd gone in... But he didn't care... Outside meant he was away from... them.
Hold on if you feel like letting go
He tripped... He fell... There was soft grass and dirt under his cheek. His heart was pounding from his run... He thought he recognized this place... He lifted his head, looking around.
Hold on it gets better than you know
His eyes widened; a tall, stone grave stood before him. Tousan...
Hold on
SNG'S LITTLE FAN FICTION NEWSLETTER:
ATTENTION REVIEWERS!!
Due to the fact that Catharsis has gotten NO reviews whatsoever since I updated it, and due to the fact that the amount of reviews it has is pitiful, I will be removing it on January 1st. This is your last chance to go read it, if you liked it. And I don't care if people say "Oh, but it's so good, you should keep it up!" To be honest, I don't care; if it was so good, I'd have more reviews.
Actually, strike that: I'm going to do a story clean-up soon. All the fictions I feel have not been as popular will be removed on January 1st. My story-list is getting far too long, and I need to clean it up a bit. The list of stories that will be disappearing go as follows: Catharsis, This Much I Know Is True,and My Beloved Monster And Me. Again, please don't try and convince me that I should keep them up. If you want to read them again for some unknown reason, e-mail me and I'll send the chapters to you (I still have them on the other computor) but they won't be on this site anymore.
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LIST OF SONGS SO FAR FOR THE PURITY OF WHITE:
(dead silence)
What, you think I'm'a tell you?