"I'm everything you're not. I was - I am - jealous! Hiashi - Father - he loved you so much. More than me."

It was Hinata!! XD PS. Luv to all but especally Fallenangel-vamp!

Disclaimer: Naruto is all Kishimoto's. ALL of it. (except Neji. He'll always be - WHACK.)

Neji: Hmph. I'd rather be Orochimaru's.

Lumberry: O.O That's going a bit too far. Hand over my cookies.


What's the love that canot be swayed by friend, family, or foe?

Answer: None.


November 9, Year of the Crescent Moon

Her door is locked but I knock softly, incessantly. Footsteps, then the door opens. One look - she remind me a lot of...myself...naive, shy inside, a flower ready to bloom. Her brows are scrunched together, confused, obviously thinking of how I brushed past her without a word the other day, but her eyes are full of curiosity. Why, Hinata? Why...Oneechan...sister? Do you hate me that much?

"Hinata? What?" No expressions of anger, bit it cuts incisively, right to the pith.

"I - I'm sorry, Hanabi." I can't believe this voice is mine. It's so fragile. "I've been such a hor-rible sister. I - "

Her eyes fill with tears and her knuckes whiten on the doorknob.

"I'm everything you're not. I was - I am - jealous! Hiashi - Father - he loved you so much. More than he'd ever love me." Tears stream down her face, and it reminds me of how I am. I blindly continue, "I'm such a bad sister! I can't do anything - I'm the weakest of my group! Out of every - I mean, well - "

And they all hate me. And I hate a lot back. My life - it was in a ninety degree angle. Never to be righted again. But I fixed it, slowly. Slowly. Steadily. And now I'm going to fix the hell of my life. I will.

"Hinata! Y-you're more courageous than I am...It's all a lie." Her pale eyes are turning a slight shade of red as she still cries, "I'm not like this. I'm not! I'm not even brave enough to do confrontation. I'm sorry...I'm the one sorry!"

"No...he's dead, Hanabi. It's too late."

Her eyes widen. A noise escapes her lips, "I...I..."

A few seconds pass. Then her grip tightens on the doorknob.

The door slams.


He's walking across his house. "Neji!"

As soon as he sees me, his eyes harden. "What, Hinata-sama?"

"I'm coming to say...I don't need your protection anymore. If you call it that." My breath stops, not nervous, just waiting with anticipation.

His mouth opens slightly.

"You think you can boss me around. But I can take care of myself, no thank you!" I stand tall, and his emotionless face quickly gets emotions. "That's it."

His mouth abruptly closes, but his eyes still look confused. "I never said - "

"Don't go saying what you never said. It doesn't make sense." I'm sick of this conversation already, so I pass him. About a few yards away, I feel compelled to give some sort of conclusion to my speech, "And what happened to your hair?"


That might have been too harsh...but it's a few problems solved.

When...you only have one life...it's best to make descisions quickly and live with the consequences, and then make even more choices to pave the way...

That way, you can make a lot of decisions...

I have a few goals in life, now. I think I'm a bit different than when I first started eighth grade. And it makes me feel...immensely glad. Not only that, but relieved, too. Not saying I'm perfect. But when life threw me a few curve balls, I dodged them. The ones that hit me in my face, I stood back up.

I'm changing...I really, truly, am...


November 15, Year of the Crescent Moon

- 6 days later -

"Roorrrrf! Arf!" growls Akamaru, now fully healed, jumping on top of his small, dog-sized cot.

"What?" I question - I'm spending the day at the hospital because one, I have nothing better to do - it's a break from school - and two...I have nothing better to do...

"Kroorf!" He jumps up, his tail expertly wagging. His nose points in the direction of the door. "Brerf!"

I pick him up - technically, he's all again, just waiting for Kiba to sign a few papers as his owner - and out the door. We both need fresh air. The hospital smells like - speaking...of hospitals, Sasuke was out a few days ago. He's well again...I haven't seen him since when...

"ARGHF!!!" he shrieks - barks. He squirms and his little nails make half-moons on my palms. Akamaru sure does have a lot of energy for one so small. His enthusiasm for whatever - it's overflowing!

I sigh reluctantly, but follow him anyway; despite my apparent hesitance I enjoy the sunshine, the busy streets of Konoha... and I can't believe I said that...

Far away there's a person standing just inside of Konoha's main gate, walking slowly with a small, heavy-looking blue pack...even from a distance I know who it is, the red markings on his sunny expression.

Kiba!

The first thing he sees is Akamaru, and his arms open, but the little puppy jumps directly onto his messy nest of brown hair. Kiba grins - and I find myself smiling, almost laughing, even, to see him back. I've missed him. And his grin. His heart's so bighearted, so generous.

He sees me and throw his bag over his shoulder. "Hi, Hinata!"

"Hi, Kiba. How was the mission?" Our feet fall in sync effortlessly.

"Boring, really. Too easy."

I'm happy for the warm sunshine, if nothing else. "That's good...I'm...glad you're back." What I didn't say is the double-edged meaning it holds. Yes, I'm glad he's back. I'm also glad I have a chance to take up his time so I'll tell him about what happened.

There's no point in delaying any further. I really want to get our relationship set straight. At least, for now...

"About...that time..."

"That time, right?" He sighs and looks at me. "I know."

Confused, my eyes narrow. "You know what?"

He looks embarassed, but plunges onward.

"I know that...it was...Sakura."

I've had six days to think about scenarios but not a single one holds this theory. "Wh-What?!"

He sighs again. I want to see his smile. "When I...well, I didn't mean to. I really knew it was Sakura." He points to his nose. "She smells slightly of cherry blossoms. Even without Akamaru, I know that..." He trails off and his eyebrows rise. "I just...for that second that you - she - fell, I really thought it was you. I don't know. Maybe because of your...clumsi - " He looks frustrated, but I need to know. "Never mind. Sorry I brought that up."

Why...why??

"It's no big deal. I'm sorry for that. It was an accident, and I...I was impulsive."

A minute of silence. I don't know what to say. "That's okay."

We've reached his house. Akamaru yips, plainly glad to see his house again. "See you, Hinata."

Wait! I feel like screaming. But of course I'm too cowardly for even that. It's too fast. I'm on a speeding, spinning merry-go-round without clinging onto anything. But I don't know what to say, so, "Bye, Kiba."

I need to sort this out, both mentally and emotionally. I turn around -

"Oh, and Hinata?" He's standing on his porch looking slightly flustered. Akamaru is nowhere in sight. "About you..."

What?!

"...you smell like lavender. Just so you know." That's a definite blush on his cheeks - or is it just his smeared blood-red Inuzuka markings?

Either way, I'm compelled to reply. But before I can he waves a hasty good bye, and closes the door lightly. I'm left by myself, so I have no choice but to return home.


Sasuke...Kiba...Ino...Naruto...all my teachers, all my relatives, my family...even my father...and even Sakura...thank you...


That was a short chapter, yes, but I have so much to tell XD And plus it's a cliffie XD

Okay. Starting from now I'm going to start a sequel. Another fanfic, you could say, but the point is, I'm not continuing "The Life and Story of Hinata." No. Her story is over. It's told. Her past.

Here begins her life.

That means, she's not depressed anymore! Kudos to all you readers out there who reviewed and stayed by me the whole time. Let's see...NaruHinaLuver, NinjaGirl5848, RayneRevenge, PoeticFrenzy, Inspira748, Fallenangel-vamp, can't think of anyone else right now, SORRY!! Email or PM me, so I can add you on XD It's not much trouble.

Let's see...I think the next fanfic - the sequel - is going to be called "Kiss Me, Kiss Me." I don't know. It's the rhythm or something, but I love the title so far (don't you?). It's going to be about a dance... (I'm obsessed with dancing, no not me, I meant, writing about dancing. Personally I can't dance!) (Like You Think You Can Dance, Hmm?)

And Hinata...is going to be paired with...

shh!!

But whatever. So you've had a taste of her life. Now begins...the better life. Erk. This conclusion is turning out really badly!

As for myself, I'm a really hasty person, so if you, Reader, don't like my choice, anyone can PM me to let me know and maybe I'll write more. But seriously. It's a sequel. Sane tone, same POV, same characters, same story. Just...well, a small, two month time skip and stuff like that.

Okay. I've been blabbing too much. Happy Christma-Hanu-Kwanzaa to everyone. EVERYONE. Yah, even Neji, of course!! XD

Lumberry