Transparent
Community/challenge: 52flavours - 13. Dreams of the impossible
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Title: Transparent
Fandom/characters: Naruto/Hinata, Neji
Rating: PG
Warnings/notes: This is not my views on Hinata so much as it is her own on herself and those around her. Things may not be the same way she views them; maybe Hiashi and Neji do notice, but she's the one who fails to see that, due to her belittlement of herself.
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"Neji-niisan... father..." The names were light on her lips.
It was not loud enough to interrupt their training. She watched them from the porch, blurs of blue and tan, and then they jumped back for breath before springing into the fight once more. Hinata was invisible.
Neji sparred with her father always, now, and she couldn't help but wish it was her. If it was her, if she had the acknowledgement of her father, it would be truly wonderful.
While her eyes were locked on Hiashi, maybe hoping he'd realize she was there, she made sure to keep Neji in her sight, too. He was lucky. Her father saw him, saw Hanabi, but not her. Still, Neji wanted more-- he wanted to defy his fate, to break free of the ties the main branch had held him down with.
Her eyes reflected the small bit of bitterness she held--he had more freedom than she did sometimes-- and her fists clenched underneath the tray she was holding. The motion set it off balance; she managed to save both cups, though the contents of one was lost. She sighed, turning back to go inside, and leaving the tray, that was still echoing its cry after falling, where it was. The tea was her excuse to watch the fights, and she needed more.
Hiashi didn't even see Hinata leave, and Neji had more important things to worry about.