Authors note: I don't own naruto ,sigh, don't remind me that I don't.
She was a failure ever since her first breath, or so she was told. She wasn't the son her father and the rest of the Hyugas anticipated for. But maybe she was never supposed to be a hyuga to begin with.
A hyuga was born strong and healthy, the ripe fruit of the whole village. But something went wrong with her brith. When she was born she was quiet, her eyes closed and her body too small, pale, and fragile for a healthy baby.
It was said as soon as her father looked at her he looked away in disgust.
She didn't open her eyes for three days.
Her mother directed ministers and physicals to her crib. They listened to her breathing and her fragile hummingbird heart, felt her fierce grip and her smooth silk skin, all was sound. But her eyes did not open.
For three days the grave-faced attendants came and went. They probed her, lifted her lids, and slipped thick yellow syrups down her throat.
On the third day she was found with her eyes wide open, staring straight into the sun not making a sound. Her tiny, cubby hands stretched out reaching toward the sun.
She is Hyuga Hinata, heiress to the infamous Hyuga Clan and these are her memoirs.
Authors notes:
I know it's short but i have cheer practic, and school to go to and i really don't have time. Well i hope you like it.
Um i made a small joke in the stroy only ture naruto fans will get it. But we all know hinata's name roughly translates into the pun toward the sun. So i hope you get the joke if not reread it agian
love ,
Yelowhead225
aka Destany Tange