This is my new story, hope you like it.

I do not own Naruto or any of it's Characters

Prologue

She contemplated if this was the only answer, the only option left. Or maybe there was a possible alternative out of this, and possible alternative would do. There was always a choice; her sensei would always tell her that whenever she was down.

But now she wasn't sure anymore.

Hinata looked at her father's stoic face. The face that caused her life in dire thread of up and down. A life full of pressure and expectations she almost failed and gave up a few times. She clenched her fist that lay at her lap, still processing the words that her father just uttered. She wished this was a dream, a nightmare of some kind. But no, this was reality of life's obstinacy.

She tried to calm her nerves and school her features just like her father does. Though, she knew hers were full of holes, holes that her father despised and considered as weakness. She wasn't a perfect Hyuuga like her cousin or little sister. The Main family considered her as the defect of the clan, great clan known for its history and achievements. Emphasize their vast title to singled out as geniuses, a royal family of the modern time for its perfect system.

Yes, a perfect Hyuuga she will never be.

She commanded her hands to stop shaking but they didn't obey her. She could feel her father's heavy stare, observing her like he has done since her childhood, full of disappointment and even pity, for he knew she would live a life of difficulty inside the walls of the clan. He knew the system will surely crash her and he could do nothing of it even as head of the family.

But today there was no disappointment, not even pity, only sorrow and remorse. Something she didn't know her father could feel for her. Nonetheless, he was a father about to send his own daughter away.

Life was cruel and decisive which left him with the only way he knew would keep her from harms way, which can possibly backfire. But it was a chance he has to take and so was she.

Hinata closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She dropped her gazed at the paper in the desk just in front of her. Just one sign, one sign of her name and off she will go. To a place she wasn't sure were was, the place she knew would cause her great worry and solitude. But she trusted her father, enough to understand it was the lone way that none of them can do about it.

And she signed her name with a heavy heart...

As if she signed her life to hell.

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