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Fallen From Grace: Hinata's Perspective
She ached all over. Her tenketsus had already begun to bleed from too much usage, but she wouldn't stop.
Not yet.
Naruto-kun wasn't here yet.
The cuts around her eyes that made it impossible for her to use her Byakugan stained her pale face along with the sweat caused by her exertion and tears from the excruciating pain. Her voice was still raspy from all of the screaming she did. They had tried to cut out her Byakugan while she was still alive.
Seeing as she was a Branch member now, her being dead would be useless to them.
She remembered that day. The day she entered the Branch family. The council and her father grew tired of her weakness. She would never be a strong enough heir. Nor would she produce strong heirs. They deemed her a reject. Defective goods.
Her father was excused from taking the blame of her inadequacy. He, after all, helped produce Hanabi, one of the strongest Hyuugas to this date. In order to punish Hinata for her failure to meet up to their expectations and to keep the powers of the Byakugan to the Hyuugas alone, they put the seal on her.
She remembered that day clearly. Neji, being one of the most controlled people she knew, threw up in disgust at the sight of the light green seal on her forehead. He held her close and told her everything was going to be okay. Other cousins of hers that had been placed in the Branch family sought her out too, trying to give her comfort. Her sister even sunk away at times to see her, eyes always full of tears as she glanced at Hinata's forehead.
But she had to be strong. Hinata couldn't get upset over this. She felt that would be selfish of her. All of these people had no other option than being placed in the Branch family. She was just a failure that used up all of her chances. She would not show her sorrow or anger.
She was stronger than that.
She knew she couldn't hold out for long, but she would not die until she could see him one last time. Although he did not feel the same way about her, she still loved him. And even if they could take away her eyes and her life, the enemy could never take away that.
Her love alone would sustain her. At least until he showed up.
She crouched down into her Rokujyuu-yonsho stance. Sixty-four strike. No matter how battered Hinata was, her opponent was no match. Another body fell to the ground.
However, there were too many.
Too many enemies.
Too many wounds on her body.
Too many weapons at the enemies disposal.
Too many mistakes on her part.
She heard the projectiles slicing air as they approached her at full speed. She began her Kaiten again. The beautiful blue swirls of chakra and the rain of her own blood were the result of her attack.
Once she stopped, she felt dizzy and lightheaded. Her breathing became even more ragged as her vision blurred and then sharpened. One look at her hand and she knew she was almost as white as a ghost.
"Hinata!" she heard. She turned to look at the owner of the voice.
It was him! His face shining with sweat, blood already stained his skin, his clothes, and his golden hair. She smiled over at him.
"Naru-"
CLUNK
The last syllable of his name died on her lips as a kunai became lodged in her chest.
Her eyes unfocused as she felt herself fall, her smile still on her face. You came, Naruto-kun… you came.
She felt tears begin to roll down her cheeks as her vision darkened.
So this was it. This was the end. Ah well. This was the path she had chosen all her own. The life of a shinobi. It was never an easy one. But she had no regrets. In the end, she got to fulfill her nindo. She kept her promise to herself.
She got to see her Naruto-kun one last time before she past.
And, in the end, that was all that mattered.
Okay... so I didn't update YDKMN... like I said I would... TT I'm sorry. I just got inspired to write this one... Thanks for all that reviewed!
-minimerc