Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto.
A/N: Here's some more insane stuff -
There he was training alone in the forest at night. A confident smile on his face, so sure of himself, his skills.
Today was his day,
To die.
I stood in the moonlight, a black silhouette bathed in a ghostly white glow.
"Neiji-san, isn't it a bit late to be training?" I asked crisply. It was a statement more than a question.
He heard me, but arrogantly resumed his training.
"Neiji-san, isn't it a bit late to be training?" I repeated but this time coldy.
He slowly turned around.
"What do you want Hinata?" Neiji asked with evident disdain.
"A fair fight"
"You're wasting my time, you've already lost the battle mentally"
"What would you know?"
"Are you giving me an invitation to kill you?" asked Neiji slowly
"No" Hinata said calmly. She cocked her head with a smirk" You're giving me an invitation to kill you"
Neiji's eyes widened slightly but his expression remain the same.
"How bold of you Hinata, but how could someone weak like you defeat me?"
A dagger flew through the air barely skimming Neiji's face, before he had caught it.
A drop of crimson blood dripped to the ground.
" Don't. call. me. weak."
" But you are Hinata you were destined to be weak. It was written in the stars.
" Then you must have been destined to be badly beaten by Naruto that fateful day, to lie their bruised, cut, and fatally injured. You must have been destined to be born into the cadet branch. You must have been destined to be dead tonight. "