Summary:

The eyes of the Hyuuga are as cold and glittering as the iced-over snowflakes. Are their minds, their hearts, their souls any different? [AU] [Non-Chronological Linked Drabbles]

General Disclaimer For The Entire Story:

I don't own Naruto. If I did, I'd have given Deidara more screentime, because he is awesome and a pyromaniac and thus doubly awesome. In fact, he's 120% awesomer, you could say. Oh, and the cover picture isn't mine, either. Should I change it? (Does anybody actually read this disclaimer?)


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(people are mortal, they can't wait forever)

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[Age ? ]

Hinata stared, for an uncomfortably long, silent, drawn-out moment, at the dark figure standing nonchalantly in front of the Hyuuga Compound gates, one of which she was holding open.

She had ordered the normal gateguards to clear off in order to give them a bit of privacy.

To be honest, she was already starting to question that decision.

Both decisions, really.

"..." the impassive Hyuuga Heiress not-said.

"..." the impassive last Uchiha (for real this time) and (technical) Clan Head not-said.

After a full five minutes of noiseless confrontation, the traitor-turned-ally-turned-traitor-turned-ally-times-fifty shifted his foot marginally.

Abruptly turning away, Hinata loosed her grasp, letting the gate clang shut and auto-lock.

'This was an idiotic idea,' she decided, 'and I highly suspect that Naruto was heavily responsible for most of it.'

"Hinata-" Sasuke began in a dispassionate monotone.

She ignored him and left, burrowing deeper into the Compound before she could say something impulsive in a fit of fury.

The irony of how she had been the dispassionate one and he had been the furious one did not escape her.

They were all children back then.

So young, too young.

War changes more than anyone'd prefer.

It's only human to feel differently than before, right?


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Hinata's legitimately most likely reaction to this sort of situation; at least, Academia!Hinata's most likely reaction.

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