I'm back! Thank you to all who thought it was cute, especially Harusame-chan, Cookie6, and Lydia*-Blessing. Now we explore Hinata's and Sasuke's relationship after the Uchiha massacre. Again in Hinata P.O.V. because I find it so much easier to write memories this way. I do not know what drove Itachi to kill off his parents, Hinata's and Sasuke's age (I'm going to assume that they are 7), or anything else that seems out of order.
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Someone to Hold
I saw Sasuke's family once in the forest for a picnic. He looked so happy with them. I never witnessed him being so joyful. It was unfair for that to be taken away from him.
I first heard the news downstairs during breakfast. One maid appeared to be getting exasperated by Hanabi spitting out all the baby food. My father looked at me and said, "I don't want you going near that Uchiha boy."
"Nande?"
"The boy's parents were murdered by the older son."
With great shock, I responded. "But why? Don't you think he needs someone right now?"
"Enough! That boy is mentally unstable. Who knows what he might do?! My decision is final!"
Tears started to run down my face. "But he's my best friend. . ."
"No buts! You are the heiress to the Hyuga clan, the most noble clan in all of Konoha! You will not show sympathy to people like him! Besides, you didn't even know the victims, so stop crying for them!"
Trying to hold the tears back, I nodded. When everyone left, I started to weep again. I think it was the first time that I actually felt hate towards my father. He said that I couldn't support my friend or mourn his family. Finally I left to train.
The next day I had school. I didn't expect to see Sasuke, but there he was. I must admit, he looked a little pale. Then I walked up to him.
"Sasuke-kun?"
"Just leave me alone"
He turned away. Then I walked away and I did leave him alone. I left him alone for the next six years.
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To be continued. . .
A bit dark don't ya think. Oh well, have to set up a plot somehow. My classmate's mother died but she came back one day later, but she needed counseling for the next two weeks. A bit weird if you ask me. I would have stayed home for at least a week-- to mourn of course. Review please!
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Someone to Hold
I saw Sasuke's family once in the forest for a picnic. He looked so happy with them. I never witnessed him being so joyful. It was unfair for that to be taken away from him.
I first heard the news downstairs during breakfast. One maid appeared to be getting exasperated by Hanabi spitting out all the baby food. My father looked at me and said, "I don't want you going near that Uchiha boy."
"Nande?"
"The boy's parents were murdered by the older son."
With great shock, I responded. "But why? Don't you think he needs someone right now?"
"Enough! That boy is mentally unstable. Who knows what he might do?! My decision is final!"
Tears started to run down my face. "But he's my best friend. . ."
"No buts! You are the heiress to the Hyuga clan, the most noble clan in all of Konoha! You will not show sympathy to people like him! Besides, you didn't even know the victims, so stop crying for them!"
Trying to hold the tears back, I nodded. When everyone left, I started to weep again. I think it was the first time that I actually felt hate towards my father. He said that I couldn't support my friend or mourn his family. Finally I left to train.
The next day I had school. I didn't expect to see Sasuke, but there he was. I must admit, he looked a little pale. Then I walked up to him.
"Sasuke-kun?"
"Just leave me alone"
He turned away. Then I walked away and I did leave him alone. I left him alone for the next six years.
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To be continued. . .
A bit dark don't ya think. Oh well, have to set up a plot somehow. My classmate's mother died but she came back one day later, but she needed counseling for the next two weeks. A bit weird if you ask me. I would have stayed home for at least a week-- to mourn of course. Review please!