Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Red Eye Destiny ❯ End of the Beginning ( Chapter 1 )

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Red Eyed Destiny

Chapter 1: End of the Beginning

By Adyen

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During the first twelve years as a Hyuuga, Hinata always thought that she got the short end of the stick. She was born as heir, when all she wanted was to live a normal life. She was always weaker than her cousin, and even her own younger sister shows more potential than she did, regardless of the almost 6 year gap between them.She wasn't bitter about it or anything, but always thought how things could have been better if only things were different.

The only bright point was Naruto - the young, energetic blond that cheered her up the first time they met, and the young hero in making that she had fell in love with at a tender age of 10. She still remembers the day when she had left the Academy and sat at the swings, trying to hold back the tears. Her father had gave her the cold shoulders and she was reaching her breaking point, with nearly everyone doing so much better than she was.

A young Naruto had sneaked up on her and grinned in her face, telling her to cheer up. He then pushed her swing as she stared at the kid who wasn't afraid of her... 'Hyuuga-ness' and seemed to care about just how she was feeling. She could feel the world shift around her as he became the center of her universe, like watching a mystical glass ball that showed her watching him which spread into infinity.

She never did manage to tell him how she felt, not when they were older and more mature. Not when they had their lives in front of them, and missions to fulfil. Not even through any of Naruto's joys and pains, because it was such a small secret that she had been afraid it would become lost in the whirlwind that was Naruto.

So it really came as a shock to her when she opened her eyes and saw the Hyuuga medical room and felt something decisively OFF with her body. A moment of ackwardness caused her to pause when suddenly everything rushed back at once. The attempt to activate the Byakugan for the first time; the slow and grueling process of making 22 seals for the awakening; the overwhelming pain in her eyes and her head... Then it was Naruto, Naruto, Naruto... Maybe she should have some raman with him...

The 8 years old Hinata blinked as she wondered whether she was going insane because she failed to awaken her Byakugan or something. The fact that she's making an internal monologue about someone she didn't even know about spoke volumes about her mental health, and thus she never noticed when her father entered with the Hyuuga specalist.

"Hinata?" Hiashi asked as he and the doctor traded glances at the young heir's staring. "Are you alright?"

Hinata blinked as her eyes focused on her father. Strangely, she could see faint patterns of light flickering across his body, as well as the Hyuuga physician. "Otou-sama..." Hinata started to greet her father, but for some reason it felt wrong to her even though she had been calling him so since she could remember. "I... what happened?" She finally asked, not really sure of the answer herself.

The two older men traded another glance with each other.

"Hinata-sama?" The doctor preformed a short series of seals to activate the Byakugan and veins grew along his eyes and temples - the obvious signs of the Hyuuga bloodline. "Could you try to activate the Byakugan? We need to see if it was activated correctly last night."

For some reason, a feeling of deep resentment bubbled up from within her. She supressed it with a ruthlessness that she didn't know she had and timidly nodded. Copying the seals the doctor used, earning a surprised look from both the doctor and her father, she managed to whisper out the first word of their prized dojutsu before she almost cried out in pain. Suddenly, her world wasn't centered around where she was anymore, and everything seemed different - but not in her visions.

She KNEW things that she knew she didn't know. She could remember bits a pieces of feelings and thoughts that she knew haven't happened, but at the same time she felt they did, like a scar on her soul. Her vision seemed stacked as she saw her father under a new light, saw him surpress what has to be a recoil from her eyes, and how old he became, even though he was barely in his 40ies. His whole life seemed to stretch behind him and she made a mute cry of agony before losing her concentration - her Byakugan, or whatever it was, fading away with the rest of that... greater Her.

For his part, Hiashi nearly recoiled in shock as his daughter bit off a cry of pain and LOOKED at him with those bloody red eyes he saw last night. It felt as though she had plowed deep into his soul and found him wanting, and he didn't relish that feeling at all. He almost made a sigh of relief as her body sagged and she lost those red eyes of her's, becoming only a pair of fear filled white eyes of his daughter.

Hinata mutely covered her head with her blanket and curled up into a fetal position, whimping as her tears became absorbed by the fabric. Hiashi glanced at the doctor and tried to pat Hinata's head, but she flinched away at the first touch. He wasn't sure what the hell happened, but he promised himself that he sure as hell will find out.

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The next few days passed as a blur to both Hinata and Hiashi. Hinata steadfastly refused to activate her dojutsu and, in one instance, pratically threatened a man that if he tries to force her again, he'll be thrown into the branch family faster than he could activate his Byakugan. She didn't know who was more surprised - the young doctor facing her who had always dealt with Hinata's soft personality, or herself for having the audacity for saying something like that.

Hiashi, on the other hand, had to deal with the fallout of the Uchiha Massacre, as the loss of the main branch of family that deal with internal security threatened the safety of Konoha. The Hokage met with every family head to deal with this problem, and those meetings took away any chance of him personally visiting Hinata.

After a fustrating week where nothing got done on either side of the problem, Hiashi finally gave in and approched the Sandaime for help.

"So, young Hinata's Byakugan isn't what it's supposed to be?" Sarutobi asked after listening to Hiashi's story. "I'm not sure what I can do to help... I'm not well vised in the Byakugan, or even a medic-nin."

"Sandaime-sama," Hiashi was never one for sucking up, but why not say a few extra words if it'll help his cause? "I know this is out of the ordinary, but I wouldn't have approched you if it isn't. Could you at least take a look, or maybe ask Tsunade-sama to help? I'm sure your student would be able to help somewhat."

Sarutobi sighed and inhaled from his pipe. "It's not that simple. When Tsunade left, it was on the condition that I wouldn't keep track of her. The only person who could find her would probably be Jiraiya, and that brat is never around when you need him."

Hiashi mused that the Sandaime is probably the only one to call Jiraiya a brat.

"But let me take a look at her for now. It's not like the council will be able to decide anything until later." Sarutobi said, but then paused. "Have you considered that the massacre of the Uchiha clan could have something to do with it?"

This time it was Hiashi's turn to pause. "No, not really. I know that our clan history says that the Uchiha once had something to do with our clan, but there's never been anything that hints the Uchiha could affect the Byakugan like this." In fact, nothing in recorded history has hinted something like this could happen... whatever it was that happened. This was probably the first time something like this happened and if Hiashi was honest with himself, it scared him like nothing in his past experiences.

He thought back to Hinata copying the doctor's battle-seals to activate her Byakugan. It shouldn't be possible for a second-time Byakugan user to activate their bloodline with the shortened seals he used. The control required would have taken years of study, and Hinata is only 8!

"Maybe it does have something to do with the Uchihas, but that's why I would like you to examine Hinata for me." He finally said, deciding to keep quiet about that incident for now. "Otherwise, we may never find out."

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They found Hinata practicing in the private dojo behind the main building. She was in the middle of a palm strike when the doors sild open revealing Hiashi and the Sandaime. Hinata quickly stopped what she was doing and bowed to the two men.

"Ot..." She started, but then stopped, biting her lips. "Uh... Hyuuga-sama, Sandaime-sama? If you need to dojo, I can leave." Her voice was as soft as ever, but seemed thick with unsaid emotions.

For some reason Hiashi couldn't explain, hearing Hinata call him 'Hyuuga-sama' felt worse than watching his brother's body being sent to the Cloud. He privately resolved to do anything he could to prevent her from calling him that ever again.

Sarutobi takes the initiative and shakes his head. "Please stay, Hinata-chan. Your father is worried about you and asked me if I could figure out the mystery behind what happened to your eyes." He gives a reassuring smile as he moved closer to the young Hyuuga.

Hinata lowered her head in hopes of hiding the warring emotions that churned within her. She felt some unknown bitterness over something she had no idea about, a deep sadness that she couldn't identify, and genuine happiness that her father cared about her. After spending a week resting, she finally managed to gain a certain degree of control over the weird emotions that popped up for no reason whatsoever "Thank you, otou-san." She said, deciding to feel happy about being cared for.

Hiashi smiled lightly and said, "Hinata? Why don't you let the Hokage examine you and we'll figure out what happened, alight?"

Hinata hesitantly nodded before looking at the Sandaime expectantly.

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"Well..." Sarutobi huffed. "Nothing's WRONG with her that I can find..."

Nearly an hour later they were still in the dojo, trying to figure out the mystery of Hinata's alternate eye color. The floor had been turned into a messy scrawl of symbols and seals that only Sarutobi knew what they all meant, and little Hinata was sitting in the middle of all of them, trying to look attentive to the old man.

"I guess the only thing left is for you to actually activate your Byakugan and take the test there." The old man said as he took a seat in one of the chairs Haishi ordered.

For most of the hour, Hinata had steadfastly refused to activate it as long as there was something else to try, and both men humored her. However, now that they've exhausted the other possibilities, they have no choice but to examine the source of the problem itself - and Hinata knew it as well.

After another minute arguing, which surprised Hiashi as Hinata normally yeilds to his wishes, Hinata slowly preformed the seals that would bring out her crimson Byakugan. Surutobi monitered her progress from both the seals he had placed around her, and peered curiously at the red orbs as they appeared.

For Hinata, this is the third time that she had summoned up her Byakugan - or is it Akaigan now? - and the pain of channelling chakra through newly created pathways has receded. However, what shocked her was when she looked at the aging Sarutobi, all she could feel was a deep sadness; and unlike her father, the images didn't seem to stretch on to infinty... it reaches just a bit 'further', before it hits a deep darkness that seem to sufficate her just by looking at it.

As tears rolled down her cheeks, she voluntarily turned off her newly named Akaigan for the first time, and hugged the rather clueless Hokage while in view of her bewildered father. She didn't know exactly what she was crying for, for that certainty left her with her Akaigan, but it was enough to know that it was for something she had lost forever.