Crimson Lavenders
Gaahina fanfic
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto! Or any characters in Naruto. But the story belongs to me, sort of; the plot is a little bit of a spinoff of Pocahontas. And I do, however, own Kykio and Mai. R&R please! Btw these are the ages of everyone:
Gaara's initiation into manhood is at 15 making him 17 in this chapter, in the prologue Hinata was 14 making her 16 in this chapter, Neji is now 19 (17 in prologue), Hanabi is now 13 (11 in prologue), Kankuro is 19 (17 in prologue), Temari is 20 (18 in prologue) and the travel time is four months, not six, and it takes two months to find suitable land.
If you haven't already noticed, I've changed my pen name! So don't think that someone took my story or something!
Again if I make any mistakes please let me know, because if I do carry on with this story I will probably to do a rewrite to fix any errors. Constructive criticism is encouraged
Chapter 1: The Start of a New Life
Hinata awoke from the sun's light streaming through her window and into her bedroom. After a small debate with herself on whether or not she should get up, she lazily opened her eyes. It took awhile for her eyes to adjust to the light, because of the fact that her eyes were very sensitive to the light.
Although her sensitivity often prevented her from being able to enjoy the sun's warm rays, she never wished to have any other eyes. Hinata really liked her eyes; in fact, they were the only thing about her body that she did like. She had the traditional off-white Hyuga eyes, except for two small differences.
These two small differences were huge to Hinata, for they reminded her that she was different from the devil's assistants a.k.a. her family. Firstly, her eyes had a hint of the colour lavender in them, which Hinata loved because lavenders were her favourite flowers. Secondly, Hinata's eyes always displayed the emotions that she was feeling. Even though this often worked to her disadvantage, she was proud of it. It separated her from her heartless family.
"Hinata! Get up!" A stern male voice ordered.
Hinata turned her head towards the source of the order, even though she did not need to, she could recognise Neji's collected voice anywhere. Then she quickly rolled out of her comfortable bed without a complaint.
"The boat is ready for our departure," Neji said as he passed Hinata her attire for the day, "all of your furniture, except for your bed and divider of course, is already on the ship, and yes, we will be taking your bed aboard as well. You will eat breakfast with Hanabi in fifteen minutes, so quickly dress and make your way to the tea room."
"Hai." Hinata gratefully took the dress and changed behind her divider as Neji continued to speak.
"Lessons will continue as normally while we are on our voyage, however will not be having private lessons anymore. The other families helping us start a new colony will be on the same ship as us, therefore we will be taught our curriculum amongst them. There will be several teachers onboard the ship and the children, us included, will be separated into groups of three to make it easier on the teachers during lessons. Meals will be eaten with family; however, once a week you will be permitted to eat lunch with your friends. Everyone will have different curfews, although, yours will stay as is. Is what I have told you clear?"
"Hai, Neji-san" Hinata responded as she came out from behind her divider.
"Excellent. Now hurry to breakfast, and then make your way directly to the courtyard. A carriage will be waiting there for you and Hanabi. It will take the two of you to the docks where your father and I will be awaiting your arrival. One last thing, your routine today will be cancelled to allow you and the rest of the families to settle into your new home for the next four months." As soon as his last words had left his mouth, Neji turned on his heel and left the room, leaving Hinata to fully process his words. With a sigh, Hinata turned around and examined herself in the mirror attached to her oak divider.
Hinata did not mind her appearance, but she wasn't exactly happy with it either. She was wearing a fairly simple dress-considering she was a Hyuga- a cool grey full-length corset dress, with long elegant sleeves that pointed at the end to just cover the knuckles of her middle fingers. The corset portion of the dress fitted tightly around her waist and loosened slightly at the top to allow room for her developing breasts, while the lower of her dress was mildly lighter in colour and bell-shaped but still flowed nicely to the ground. To add some colour to her outfit, Hinata carried a lavender umbrella and wore her favourite lavender pendant.
As expected Hanabi was already seated, waiting for Hinata to come so they could begin eating. They said their good mornings and began to eat. As usual the conversation was limited. Hinata tried not to think about the cold aura radiating off of her sister and instead focused her attention on her food. She was enjoying her favourite breakfast: oatmeal with honey and berries and a buttered biscuit to go with her earl grey tea. A good way to start the day, Hinata thought with a smile.
"Father and I both wanted to leave you behind, you know; however, Neji convinced us otherwise. Don't flatter yourself, though, he only did it so our actions would not tarnish the Hyūga reputation. So, I suggested that we just dispose of you and claim it was an accident, but that would just cause even more unnecessary work to do before our departure. You are such an inconvenience. Oh well, I guess it can't be helped," She paused for a moment before getting up, "Enjoy the rest of your meal."
A good way to start the day, Hinata thought with a sigh.
Gaara crouched in a bush listening to the sounds all around him. There was a rustling noise and then a whisper, but those were not the sounds Gaara was listening for. They were just noises created by the wind to fill the silent forest. The wind spirit, Haizea, was trying to confuse him to make his hunt unsuccessful. Do even the Spirits despise me?
*Crunch*
Gaara raised his beautifully constructed bow slowly, making sure not to disturb the grazing doe that was now in sight and target range. He pulled back the string so that his index finger and middle figure just about touched his chin. He positioned his arrow at eye level and released the jagged arrow. A direct hit. The doe let out a small moan and fell to the ground with a soft *thud*.
Gaara walked over to the delicate doe and knelt down at its side. He started to chant a prayer fir the doe's lively spirit so quietly that it was barely audible to him. He slit the does' throat to allow the spirit to be free from its now motionless body. To honour the woodland creature and to give it thanks, Gaara smeared the warm blood on his slightly tanned cheeks, then his nose, and, next his chin, and lastly his proportioned forehead. Once h e was sure that the doe's spirit had completely left the body, Gaara pulled his arrow out of the animal's still heart.
After refastening and readjusting his weapons to his buffalo skin belt, Gaara gently slung the lean doe body over his right shoulder. He then stood up, and started to hike back to the tribe.
The carriage was situated just outside of the Hyūga residence. Hinata slowly and gracefully made her way down the stone steps into the courtyard. The staircase was almost crescent shaped like the ones leading into the Gardens of Versailles, where Hinata had been the previous summer. With a beautiful flower arrangement at each end of every other step, Hinata felt like a beautiful powerful woman, just like Marie-Antoinette. The young Hyūga stepped onto the cobblestone private roadway and made her way to the glistening oak wood carriage.
Hinata took a seat on the left side of the coach opposite to Hanabi. She did not glance at her little sister, knowing that she would only receive a snide remark or a scornful glare. So she instead fixated her attention to the happenings outside of her window.
As they drove through the gateway onto the road, the two differing sisters took one last look at the Hyūga 'home'. Hanabi seemed happy to be rid of their childhood home; Hinata, however, felt as though she was being forced to abandon her mother and memories of her. That house kept them connected in a way that no one could understand but Hinata. As sad as she was to leave, Hinata knew that a new beginning way may what she needed to be happy again: new friends-who actually might care about her; a new home, free of unwanted and painful memories; and a new world to discover.
The ride to the seaport was relatively short-only a twenty minute ride. It would have taken longer if they did not have the royal crest displayed on the both doors of the carriage, giving them priority on the roads. The coach finally came to a halt at the foot of a ramp that was attached to the grandest ship at the docks.
Hinata waited impatiently for the coachman to open the door for her. When he did, after a minute or two-which felt like an hour to Hinata- she did not wait for his hand to assist her out of the carriage. Then Hinata just stood there, gawking at her new home on water for the next four months.
Gaara slowly walked through the calm forest, enjoying his alone time. He took notice of how the forest floor made completely different, yet similar noises with each step that he took. He noticed how the light from the sun peeked through the long thick branches of the gently swaying trees to give light and life to the hiding creatures of the forest below. He noticed how the wind wind whispered secrets to the spirits in the forest.
"Gaara!"
"Why must you always interrupt my peaceful thoughts, Temari?"
"I'm your older sister, Gaara, that's my duty."
"Well attempt to find a new task to occupy yourself with."
*Crunch*
"No need to be ru..."
"Sh...did you hear a noise?"
"Hear wha.."
"Sh..." Gaara and Temari stood there, listening and waiting. There was a panting noise followed by a rustling of branches, and a crunching of the ground. A boar and a doe for dinner? It's strange to a have suck luck. Gaara quickly and silently pulled out his bow and arrow. He steadily pointed his weapon in the direction of the noises being made by the wild pig. The creature was still blind to what was about to happen to it-a perfect time to make the kill. The arrow was released.
"Gah! The savages are attacking! I've been wounded!"
Temari and Gaara stood there paralyzed with shock as Kankuro stumbled through bushes, and fell onto the ground. He was holding his thigh, grasping the arrow-pierced skin. Kankuro rolled onto his back, finallu opening his eyes to see Temari staring at him and Gaara, frozen, with his bow still pointed at him.
"Are you mad? You shot me! You, you, you could have killed me!"
"Well, I didn't. Though, that can be arranged"
"Gaara!"
"Temari he is delusional, I think we should just put him out of his misery. He does not contribute to that tribe's well-being anyhow."
"He is going to kill me!"
"It's called sarcasm, you fop."
"Well, I was teasing too, Gaara. Do you honestly believe that I, one of the greatest and most fearless warriors of our village was afraid of his little brother?"
With that, Temari burst out laughing, while Gaara gave her a confused look. The forest was filled with her laughter and after a few minutes, it died down to silence again.
"Come on Gaara, help me take Kankuro home."
A good way to start the day, Gaara thought with a small smile. with a . Oh well, en more unneccessary ion. So, I suggested that we just