And so we move on to the 2nd chapter of A Happy Ending. I'm so glad you liked it so I updated ahead of time.

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Chapter 2: Killing Kiba

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"Are you ok, Hinata-sama?" asked Neji, peeping through the office door.

Hinata looked up to see her cousin's concerned features at the door.

He was her protector and acted as more than a cousin because her father was always on clan business, leaving her to be the lady of the compound while he was in his office or training Hanabi. Although the two had a hard time in the past, they were now as close as blood could get. He might have even been more protective of her than her father. She guessed that was because she was expected to never go against him anyways.

"I'm ok, Neji-niisan," Hinata assured him.

"Are you sure?" he asked, sensing her unease and thinking maybe it was because Shino was there.

"Hai."

Neji narrowed his eyes at Shino in a silent threat. "I'll be around if you need me," he said and closed the door behind him quietly.

Hinata allowed herself a smile. If she knew Neji-and she did- he would be checking in on her until she was done. For extra measure, she muttered 'Byakugan' and sure enough, Neji was in the hallway watching her with a smile and she discreetly returned it.

"Hinata?" Shino said.

He suddenly seemed too close.

Everything was suffocating her at the moment. Being in the office, having another person in it while she was holding back her feelings, the large house, even the Kimono she wore which was one of the many she put on while indoors was barring her breathing.

The words of the letter she just read floated through her mind and Hinata found herself furious. Why shouldn't she be? Even if only for a little while, she wanted to feel again. Feel emotions; feel something human. Her shy and stuttering self had been altered dramatically to the being she was now and she needed to be angry, throw something, shout at someone.

She dragged in a ragged breath and stood up, still gripping the paper in her trembling hands. Not from anything other than pure rage.

How dare Kiba use her like this, not to mention whisk away her money on those Suna women that her clan worked so hard, risking their lives being ninjas for.

It must have started to show on her face because Shino's voice broke through her thoughts.

"I know this must be a shock for you, Hinata," he said as he walked around the desk and stood at her side, resting a hand on her shoulder. "Maybe I shouldn't have come."

Hinata shrugged away from him defiantly and walked away from him, trying to regain her lost composure.

Just a year ago, Kiba had asked for her hand and her father had accepted, seeing that they were together since they were small children. She had committed herself to him.

Just a year ago, she saw him leave for Suna and promised to wait for him so they could marry on his return while all of her other friends were being married.

But she waited patiently for her fiancé while he was in the exotic village in the land of the Wind, Suna. She believed he would come back to her so they could be finally married.

They were supposed to live happily ever after forever with their perfect heir. Yes she was only seventeen at the time, but now she was an adult, no longer the little weak, weird girl with her silly dreams and crushes.

And she was no longer going to stand there as if made out of porcelain and plastic while Kiba was living as he pleased while keeping her on a shelf at home, well in her house because Kiba was never going to be living there now.

He thought he was so brilliant? Shino was the only person he really missed?

Hinata would not have it. She had more pride than to let Kiba return when he felt like it while he kept her bound to him as some kind of backup when he got tired of his 'lady friends' in Suna. She would not allow it at all!

"I would have never gone with him, Hinata," Shino said to her back. "I would never do what he is doing, wasting yours and your father's money foolishly."

Her money, her father's money, her clan's money. That's all she heard about and everything was always about the Hyuga name, never her alone.

Hinata decided she was going to live alone. If no one was going to love her for just being Hinata with no strings attached, she was more than willing to never marry. She did not need a man to rule her clan for her; she could do it all on her own.

The only thing she regretted at the moment was that Kiba was not there when she read the letter so she could rip it up and throw the pieces in his face along with the relation of lies they had, not to mention allow him to hear the well chosen, colorful words she had to tell him.

"Hinata, it's ok if you want to cry," said Shino softly.

What did he say? Cry?

She could understand why he thought she would be crying because she was so tense and had her back to him. But no, she would not cry because it was certainly the farthest thing from her mind right now.

Why wasn't she though? Could it be because she was so shocked, angry?

Maybe that was the reason she felt no such emotion as sadness in her. Hurt yes, but she was not sad at all. Maybe her body was holding back until Shino left and then she would weep uncontrollably until she would pick herself up and write a letter to the deceiving man that was her fiancé and tell him thee entire thing was off and she never even wanted to see his name on a piece of paper as long as they both lived. Ironic wasn't it?

Hinata only wished she could be there when he read the letter, dripping with her best perfume to twitch his keen nose and see his face when he learned he would never see the inside of her home or her father's pockets again.

But better yet. Why should she put her life on pause for him any longer than she had? She supported Kiba in everything he did while working with the clan as her fiancé and her father's future son-in-law. Hinata concluded it was not enough just to take it all away.

Maybe he would not mind losing her, but he would grieve over the loss of wealth and being in her father's good graces. Speaking of her father, she had no idea how he would take the news. Hinata knew he would not be happy but what if he did not mind and tried to convince her that Kiba meant nothing by it?

Hinata would not have that though. She was sick of being the daughter and person everyone expected her to be and a wicked thought flitted across her mind.

Why should she wait for Kiba to return when he felt like it, while she fidgeted with her fingers? And why should she not see his stricken face when she tore the disgusting letter to shreds? Why should she send him her letter when she could take it to him, tell the Inuzuka what she thought of him to his face?

Hinata turned to Shino. "I was not crying," she said coolly, her face expressionless.

"Kami," Shino whispered. "Hinata… you're angry."

"Very much so, I should think," said Hinata.

"Hinata, in all my years of knowing you, I've never seen you like this," Shino said, surprise clearly showing on his features and evident in his normally calm voice.

To tell the truth, she never felt this way before. Knowing what Kiba had done sparked life into her again and it was exhilarating and terrible all at once and she liked it. The fact that she was not crying her eyes out on someone's shoulder or huddled in a corner of her bedroom, shocked her greatly and it seemed to surprise Shino as well because he had taken off his dark glasses to look at her with widened eyes, his mouth opened hilariously.

Hinata struggled to settle herself so she could tell him to leave her alone while she made her plans.

"Thank you so much for letting me know, Shino," she said with a smirk as she smoothed out the crimpled paper.

She wanted to be there to see Kiba beg for her name and her money. She wanted to hear him try to get her back. But Hinata wanted to have the feeling of walking away from Kiba Inuzuka forever.

"Hinata," said Shino sounding panicked for the first time. He had obviously thought she would react differently to how she was right now. "I think you've gone into shock or something."

And Hinata didn't doubt it herself.

Any other woman would probably be screaming their lungs out by now.

"I'm perfectly fine, Shino," Hinata said calmly and smiled. "You can see yourself out now. Don't worry about me or this situation any further."

"But Hinata, I should help you in some way," said Shino quickly. "I just ruined you life with one sheet of paper and you expect me to leave you? You need someone to help you through this and I can be there for you, comfort you."

"I'm sure you can," Hinata said sweetly. "But as you can see, I don't need comfort."

"Hinata, this is not like you at all."

"Yes, it certainly is!" she lashed out. She was tired of all the males around her thinking she needed them. She was tired of them thinking she was so delicate and precious.

She stepped towards him and put her hands on his shoulders before she squeezed them and steered him towards the door. "Thank you again for considering my feelings, Shino."

He was too struck by her behavior to do anything but allow her to take him to the door because he was not hot-headed like his best friend.

As she was guiding him to the door, Hinata's mind was working at a fast pace. First she would have to contact Sasuke Uchiha. She could not even remember most of those she went to the academy with, since she devoted herself to being heir. She would also need to pack her things and get some money… lots of it.

After she did so, she would write to her father and sister who were in another village and tell him where she was going since it was the right thing to do because she did not need her father angry or worried about her.

Hinata had to wonder if they would realize, but she would write them anyway.

She thought about who was Sasuke Uchiha. She heard about him obviously but she couldn't remember his face. She heard about his lack of manners and obsession with killing his brother, but she did not care if he dropped from Mars at this point. If she could get him to allow her to travel with him with enough money, he would do just fine.

Hinata reached around Shino to open the door and pushed him outside. "I appreciate your help, Shino and I'm sure my father will as well when he learns you had my best interests at heart."

"Of course," said Shino still stunned at her behavior. "Perhaps you would like me to be there with you when you tell you father about Kiba?"

He wanted her father to see what he had done for sure; how he had played Kiba's Judas just for her.

"No, that will not be necessary, Shino," said Hinata sweetly while her hands were still resting on his shoulder. "My father is not here right now and I don't think it would be a great idea for you to be in his presence when he reads the letter because I don't think he'll be able to control his temper."

Yes, she would copy the letter to show her father the offending words scribbled on the wretched piece of paper.

"I'm sure you would not like to be at the receiving end of my father's temper tantrum instead of Kiba, after all, you are simply looking out for me isn't that right?"

She hoped she filled him with enough guilt so he would back off and leave her to analyze her thoughts.

"Of course, Hinata," said Shino confused.

She knew this encounter hadn't gone as he would have like at all and if she was cruel, she would have let him be there when her father set his eyes on the dreadful words, but Hinata was not going to show her father yet, even if he was there.

"Ja!" she said curtly.

Hinata was sure her mother would have been very proud of her at this moment for not breaking down.

She had to stop herself from shoving him all the way through the main gate so she could go up to her room to pack. She was very excited and her father would be back in the next few weeks and by the time he got back there would be no way to stop her.

Shino took over the control of his body and turned around to face her. "Hinata, your father isn't here. Maybe I should stay with you," said Shino.

"Iie. Arigatou!"

Neji came to her rescue just in time. He did not say anything but he did make his presence known by clearing his throat and Shino looked back at him and sighed in defeat.

"Arigatou, Shino. Ja ne!" she said clearly.

"Hai…Ja," said Shino, and then he walked down the corridor and down the stairs, out of sight.

She walked inside the office, leaving it open for Neji to follow her inside and he shut the door.

"He likes you too much, Hinata-sama," said Shino. "You know Shino only did this so you would somehow crawl into his arms."

"I certainly won't be, I can assure you Neji-niisan. I have to go now," said Hinata and she briskly opened the door and walked up the stairs.

As soon as she was out of his sight, Hinata felt the stinging in her eyes as she went up the steps and she felt so weak, she held on to the rail. She felt so used, as though she was a common tramp that was replaced and she refused to feel that way.

All she had left was her pride and she would not lose it although her self-worth had been practically shot down. Hinata would not allow Kiba the opportunity of seeing her as a broken 'doll' so depressed she would seek comfort of anyone or sake. She would not give him that at all.

Hinata went to her room and closed the door, looking at her room's interior. The walls were filled with her drawings, not that her father let her put them up without some kind of objection, but she loved every one of them, even though nothing was as it should be in them. She turned to look at the one on her door, which was a picture of her father.

She smiled. Her pictures were not always pretty either and she almost laughed at the memory of her father's face when he first laid his eyes on it.

Hinata had drawn his eyes so large they took up most of the face of the even bigger head, because he saw everything and knew everything. His mouth was large as well because he was always shouting at her when she was younger and she had placed what looked like wings at the side of his head because he seemed to hear everything as well.

Hinata couldn't stop herself at the time. It seemed like her father heard, saw and knew all that was to be seen, heard and known- or at least he made a point to appear that way.

But there were only drawings like these that were in her room were the ones that were to her real liking. She had others though, that her father had put up around the house for all to see. She loved all of her drawings though. Especially the one had had drawn when she was five.

Her father had found out about the bird a few days after that night and had taken it away to give to the Inuzuka to care for it properly. Her hands were not to be used to heal he had told her.

She had missed it dearly because in some strange way, it was like her. She wanted to be healed so she could be free to live her dreams. Not the ones she told everyone, but the hopes and dreams she kept locked away from everyone for her only, because she was not as perfect as everyone thought.

She looked at her pictures, each one with its own soul and Hinata had to wonder if she still had a soul. She felt like a shell, she as though made of porcelain, flawless in everyone's eyes.

Just once she wanted someone to look at her. Hinata. No Hyuga, no money no clan, just plain Hinata and still love her for it.

She walked to her dresser and took up the picture of her team sadly while touching Kiba's face. She put it down and looked at the other drawing there that she had drawn solely for herself. It was a picture of what she would have like her wedding to be like.

Hinata had simply called it A Happy Ending. She was tired of hearing 'Happily Ever After' and decided to make her own title; her own destiny as she wanted it to be.

Hyuga got married under a canopy on the Hyuga compound, but Hinata wanted her wedding to be in the garden in the open air so that she would be free. Her drawing showed every detailed flower in the garden and the brilliant green of the trees and the golden sun so bright, it masked their faces, marring the identity of them.

Maybe Hinata really did not know who she was supposed to marry. Maybe her own face was not shown because she knew her face would not have a smile.

She took up the team photo and walked over to a bag in the corner of her room that she had not used since she went on missions once upon a time.

Emptying the bag, she looked at the photo once more then she put the letter in the bottom of the bag and then put the photo on top of it before neatly packing everything she needed. She looked at the necklace Kiba gave her before she left and decided to sell it to get more money.

She never liked it anyways.

It was time she got back what she wanted. Her soul, her spirit… pride.

But first she would have to find Sasuke Uchiha. She hoped he had not left yet and soon panicked took over.

But no, she could not have that. Sasuke Uchiha was the key to getting to Suna and she could not let the opportunity pass her by. Hinata was sure he would not turn down her offer; he could simply not refuse it.

After she was packing, Hinata took out a sheet of paper and sat on her bed. She'd leave the letter where her father or sister would find it or Neji.

Otou-san, Nee-chan,

I'm going to Suna to kill Kiba so I hope you don't mind. I'll explain everything when I get back.

Hinata.

She just hoped they wouldn't take her seriously about the killing part.

And there you are the 2nd chapter. Thank you all who have reviewed the first chapter and gave me encouragement to continue. I hope you didn't think Hinata was killing Kiba yet.

Read Hinata the Vamp and Princess Hina if you have not done so yet.

Until next week…

Ja ne!

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