A/N : ok, lets get one thing straight, I really do not like a large amount of the people in this story but I thought they might fit this fic so I am putting up with them, kay?
plz read and review, nobody ever reviewed to the stories on my old account and it really tended to piss me of. I was trying to put effort into something dammit.
-Just so you know that doesn't happen very often-
Don't own, don't sue; all you would get is a broken down bike anyway, I am currently attempting to reno it.
Hanabi pov
I love the way it seems that when ever I cry it always rains washing it all away so it won't be noticed.
-or is it that I always manage to hold in the tears till no' one can see the tracks.
I ran as fast as I could, chakra forced into my pumping legs making me feel like I was flying through the rain. I kept convincing myself it wasn't true, that I was showing how strong I could be, I was, I was, wasn't I?
Why couldn't my stupid father have just seen how strong I was, I had beaten my older sister into the ground time and time again, why couldn't he see that. Maybe I was wrong, maybe he already had.
I remember my father explaining to Neji-san why Hinata and not me was to become clan leader, hinata was so much like her mother, our mother who died in child birth with me, with the same skill of empathy that I lacked, I lacked, oh that burned.
I did not cry all night like my big sister, I was stronger then that. She thought she had no' one, how could she not see the friends and team at her back. but I knew she did, and I knew why she cried I felt it too.
And I lacked empathy did I?
I did not detest my family for all the things they had done like my cousin. I saw why he hated them so but I was not so open with my emotion, I under stood though.
And my father dare say I lack empathy.
I was not my father staying loyal to his first daughter refusing to cut his losses. He was stern to her but it was clear to every-one within the main and branch family that he loved her so much more.
After every thing I did for the family, for him to see how strong I was he still loved her so much more.
They tried to give me the cursed seal.
I ran; they dragged me back.
I fought; they won.
I screamed and cursed and damned to hell; they beat me down.
I swore, attacked but my pride would not let me beg.
My sister begged in my place but my father would not stop even for her.
They gave me the seal.
I rendered it useless.
There was a reason they tried not to give it to adults from the main house;
We'd had too long to research it, and research it I had. For many years.
My farther disowned me, called me girl.
I announced that I had no father
My last gift to Hiashi; the daughter and heir he wanted without me in the way.
The gift to my Hinata; the title she would have always had in the end.
My gift to Neji; the answer he had always searched for, the answer to being free.
And the answer to freeing the whole of the clan.
Now I am hyuuga hanabi, 17, branch house member, disowned, ex-ANBU and missing-nin.
I hate the way it is my family that makes me cry.
-a thousand years of thunderstorms could never wash away the pain, I'm feeling every day.
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