When Fate and Destiny Collide
By: maliciousfate

Chapter: Two
'For Happiness or for Hate?'

"Tsuki you will behave, and you will remember the things you where taught." My father hissed in my ear as he pushed me in front of him forcing me into the palace.

'How could I not remember, you forced me to learn the 'proper' way to talk, walk, and act for two whole months. But for behaving, I'll do as I wish.' I thought to myself mentally glaring at my father who walked silently behind me.

When I stepped into the room, the man closed the door behind all of us. I turned slightly to get a better view of him. He was tall, with long dark brown almost black hair, lavender eyes, and he wore a plain tan shirt and black pants that hung loosely around his legs. But there was something odd about his attire. He also wore a bandage around his forehead letting his hair drape over it. I shook the thought from my head as he began to speak again.

"Please follow me, Hiashi is in the dinning hall and is expecting you." He bowed, but when he rose, he directed his gaze towards me making me feel uncomfortable. He turned and started to walk down a large corridor. Before I could protest my father pushed me once again making me follow. I groaned but obeyed.

As I followed the nameless man, I got the chance to view the palace. It was large-no, enormous; all the walls had strange symbols engraved into them, the floors where made of white granite and shinned brightly as I walked on. There were pillars on almost every corner made of a cream stone, but the thing that amazed me the most, was the ceiling. It was carved into a dome shape, made of colorful stained glass. There was a forest scene painted across the entire length of the glass. It was as if I was reading a book from my childhood and these where the creations coming to mind.

"Right this way." The man said pulling me from my daze. He had directed us to a door that he was now standing beside. The door was large, just as everything else in the palace, only this one was dark red. The door was a little emptier, with just a few carvings of random designs lining its length.

For the umpteenth time that night, my father pushed me to make me walk. I was beginning to think was a child again, not knowing how to use my legs. I mentally cursed him as I walked up to the door. I was about to push it open but stopped when it opened on its own. When it finally did open completely, I was astonished by the room it held.

The dinning room, as it was called, was more of a feasting hall. There was a long table positioned in the center of the room decorated with red cloth and dishes of every kind. The chairs where fitted with the same matching cloth but where also lined with jewels. The room was created into the dome-shape I loved; only this one had plain white stained glass instead of the multi-colored one I had seen before. Many people where sitting in the chairs around the table, all dressed to the finest chattering amongst themselves. But abruptly stopped as I walked in. A man at the head of the table, no doubt the leader of the clan, stood.

"Welcome Zeal Desutinii, I hope the nights weather didn't cause any problems for you." He said calmly to my father who came to my side. I looked at the man then back to my father, both seemed hesitant; that worried me, my father was never one to allow much emotion to show, and being able to see the hesitance in his face made me wonder about the unknown man standing before me.

"No problems were made Hiashi." He replied to the man I now knew as Hiashi. "And you Miss Desutinii how are you?" He asked directing his gaze to me. I also noticed not only was he looking at me, but also the many other people in the room had turned their gazes my way whispering quietly at my name.

"I-I am fine Hiashi-san" I answered bowing. I cursed myself for stuttering, knowing full well my father was sending a glare my way. So maybe I was a little shy? Hiashi smiled at me understanding my nerves. I loosened up a bit at that, maybe he was so bad?

"Please, you two must be starving. Come and sit, eat." Hiashi said gesturing to the table. When he said you two I looked back wondering where Amy had gone off too. I thought she was trailing right behind my father and myself.

"Hinata, seat Miss Desutinii." Hiashi said walking over to my father taking him to his seat on the left of himself. A girl near my age stood from the table and silently began to walk over to where I now stood alone. Her hair was short and dark blue; she wore an expensive looking Kimono, as i did; only hers was a dark shade of blue almost matching her hair. I noticed she also bore the white eyes all these people seemed to acquire.

"R-right this way M-miss Desutinii." She said stuttered in a soft tone. I forced a small smile following her to a seat that sat between her and another boy. As we walked to our seats I felt many eyes following me, making me feel a little self-conscious. I never did like to be the center of attention.

When I finally did adjusted myself comfortably, I gazed at the boy seated to my right. He sat straight with his arms cross on his chest looking towards Hiashi as he spoke to my father. He, just like all that lived in the palace, had white eyes and the dark brown hair, only he had his tied at his mid-back. He also wore a bandage around his forehead for reasons I still did not know. He seemed to be around my age, maybe a little older by a year or two. Overall, he was pretty cute. And the confidence that was radiating from him was appealing.

I hope...he...is as cute as him I smirked at the thought still looking him over out of the corner of my eye.

Suddenly he turned slightly, his eyes landing on my own. A glint of amusement showed in his eyes that made my cheeks redden, quickly I turned my gaze to an empty plate on the table.

'I haven't even been here for nearly 10 minutes and I already succeeded in making a fool of myself' I thought trying to keep my eyes off the boy next to me.

"Miss Desutinii? Are you not hungry?" A small voice asked from my side. I looked and saw it was Hinata.

"Huh? O-oh no, I'm fine." I replied blushing a little. "But please, call me Tsuki." I added trying to regain my composure. She smiled also, "A-as you wish Tsuki, I'm Hinata b-by the way."

'So I'm not the only shy one here.' I smiled a little to myself.

A chair being pushed out echoed across the room making me from Hinata. Hiashi had stood up wine glass in hand, preparing to make a toast. Clearing his throat, he spoke,

"Thank you all for coming on this grand occasion, as you may know today is a very special day. Today is the day we, the Hyuuga Clan and Desutinii Clan, become close allies in the way of a marriage-"

My stomach dropped and my face paled. I knew something like this was going to happen sometime soon but I desperately wished it wouldn't be in the way of a toast where everyone turned his or her attention on me. Which, by the way, had just happened again.

See I- Tsuki Desutinii, heir of the Desutinii Clan- where to be married to a member of the Hyuuga Clan joining the two clans in a way of a peace making agreement. Only being at the age of 15, just the thought of getting married seemed outrageous, but now that I wore a large diamond ring on my left finger, I was terrified.

I knew nothing of the Hyuuga boy I was too marry. Only that his name was Neji and that he was exceptionally talented for his age. Hell, I didn't even know what he looked like! My father and Hiashi had made the arrangements for the two of us, thinking the match was perfect. However, I knew the truth behind it. My father wished for nothing more then to rid me from his palace and sight. He would have given me up to anyone that gave him more power; he was a very selfish man who did anything to make his clan the strongest and most feared.

The Desutinii Clan holder of the Red Death technique, one of the most feared Kekkai Genkai known. It gives the holder the power to use their own blood as a deadly weapon. However, not only can they use their own blood, they can use their opponents as well, and most choose too. My Clan is not known for their cunningness, their immense knowledge, nor the teamwork they use. No, my clan is known for their gruesome, violent, and vicious ambushes we use in-which we leave none alive. There is no honor in the way we defeat others, no remorse, no pity, simply victory. And my father, leader of the clan, plans to keep it that way

"Now please if you will follow me into the Grand Hall for wine." Hiashi finished and began to lead the large group into the next room over. You hadnt heard any of his speech other then the first few words. My mind was else where, and I had a feeling my expression was mirroring my thoughts.

I stood and followed behind Hinata who was already walking into the room. As I walked silently behind Hinata I was overcome with the feeling someone was following me. Turning slightly i glanced back, hoping not to give away my actions to any that might appose a threat; i saw walking calmly behind me that boy who sat next to me during dinner.

Uh, creepy much?