Post by Hyuga Hinata on Feb 3, 2012 23:50:03 GMT -6
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Hinata is easily one of the plainer kunochis belonging in the Konoha Twelve, a fact that she would readily admit. She doesn't have unique and quirky hair or a stylish and willow silhouette as others that could name do. She's more curvy and porportionate, a fact that an embarrassed younger version of herself tried to hide beneath overly large clothes that hung on her frame (an action that is now just habit). Unfortunately, these tend to make her look a bit.. well, chubby, which, beneath a few layers, she is not. She is simply... endowed (while she wasn't a 'Tsunade' on the bust scale, she definitely wasn't flat).
Her skin is pale, yet another gift from her family; they don't tan. If they are in the sun unprotected, they burn and are lobster red for a few days, then they return to their previously pale state of being. Unfortunately, this limits her chose of colors for clothing to 'cooler' colors. Yellow, orange, red, pink? Even a a shirt makes her skin color sallow and sickly, a fact that she is painfully aware of.
Hinata's hair is definitely from her mother, carrying more color and hue to it then any of her other immediate family members. Over the years, she has been growing it out. After all, even if she is a kunoichi, she is still a girl; she occasionally wants to experiment with her hair and day dream about herself in different looks with drastically unreal and pleasant consequences even though she is relatively aware no one would really notice twice if she were to try something different (though her teammates might, but she doesn't think that they would say anything).
Her eyes are probably her most distinguishing feature, and a tell-tale sign of her heritage and clan. Tinted slightly lilac, rumored to be hereditary from her paternal grandmother's side, and framed by light, but long, eyelashes, it is the envy of those longing for her family's kekkei genkai. Especially when one notices that the pale forehead that they are under is unmarred by garish green signs that symbolize the cursed seal of the branch family.
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Hyuga Hiashi - Father- Head of the ancient and noble Hyuga clan, Hiashi is a proud man with a troubled past, despite his revered position. Since the moment he was born mere minutes ahead of his twin brother, Hizahi, Hiashi was groomed to be the perfectly disciplined leader of the powerful clan. And, at a relatively young age, he became so when his father met a less then timely end, while his twin remained locked with in the cage of the branch seal; the seal that Hiashi was now fully in charge of as the clan head. Eventually, a cruel twist of fate freed Hizashi, ironically on the heels of his death. Not long afterward, Hiashi's wife passed away, leaving him as the only parent of a young—and bitter-- nephew and two small daughters. Despite murmurings from council members about the need for a proper heir, he never thought of remarrying; claiming, if ever asked, that to do so was a waste of time.[/style][/td][/tr]
Hyuga Hanahi -Younger Sister- Hanabi is a budding pre-teen who lives up to her namesake (“fireworksâ€) when she thinks that her father isn't watching. The more out going of the Hyuga sisters, she meets more of her father's demands when it comes to sheer tenacity and putting up a confident front, no matter the less then thrilled emotions that lurked beneath. However, those very same traits that Hiashi enforced within his youngest has caused her to be a slightly... unorthodox Hyuga. Though, that isn't to say that she doesn't know how to 'play nice' when in front of others.... In fact, it's really behind the scenes that you should look out for 'explosions'. (can be changed when someone claims Hanabi).
Hyuga Neji -Cousin-A member of the famed Konoha Eleven, Neji is a disciplined young and quiet (at least in comparison to his teammates and squad captain). Often called a genius, he is utterly dedicated to perfecting his techniques and learning all that he can about the Byakugan, especially now as the tension that rocked the family has decreased over the last few years. (Again, this will change when a Neji comes, as well as flesh out)
Hyuga Hizashi - paternal uncle- Hizashi was the twin brother of Hiashi, and a member of the branch family, a fact he was bitter about for many years. Though he always performed his duties flawlessly, and never spoke out against the family's archaic cast system in life, it became difficult for him to do so when he had a child of his own; a child that would one day be cursed with the seal because Hizashi was born less then five minutes after his brother. Unable to rationalize it, and bitter, he ironically talked about it being his fate. But, perhaps the most ironic of all was the fact he broke free of the so called fate placed on him, but only in a death that he chose.
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When Hinata was born, it was hardly a 'once upon a time' fairy tale start that many fantasize about when daydreaming about being the heiress of one of the oldest clans of Konoha. In fact, as is the case with all those lucky enough to be born into the Hyuga family, much less the main family, Hinata's story began far before her birth; though, for the sake of everyone's sanity, not to mention time, the true tale has been shortened.
It all began half a generation ago, with the wedding of Hiashi and Emiko, a highly anticipated union between a powerful couple. They had been engaged for two years, since Hiashi had been propositioned by Emiko's father shortly after he became head of the clan, but they had only met a week before they took the plunge unto holy matrimony; it was an awkward affair for both, though Hiashi hid the fact well behind a stoic facade. While they were never out right asked if they truly loved each other (most of the attendees at the wedding had enough tact to whisper their accusations and gossip out of their range of hearing), or if they even liked each other in the slightest, it was the general opinion of many that their relationship may not have started out as more then a political business move (the best choice out of a list of eligible young ladies with influential family) on Hiashi's part, but over time it became more; the foreign emotion of adoration written subtly on his face as they moved past the honeymoon stage and into the comfortable phase of their marriage.
Family and local gossip mongers didn't have to wait long for the couple, or rather Emiko, to become pregnant. After all, half the reason Hiashi had married was for the purpose of having an heir. It was only a few months into their new lives as husband and wife that she became with child, a state of being that suited the mother-to-be-well. However, it was also a turbulent year; the attack of the Kyuubi and sub-sequentially the death of the Yondaime Hokage threw the village into chaos that had not been seen since the end of the last great ninja war.
While those at home were busy rebuilding, Hiashi was amongst those patrolling the village outskirts while it was in such a precarious stage. It was on one such excursion that Hinata was born. It was an unnaturally cold and wet winter, a fact that everyone remarked on through out the whole season, eyes downcast, but that night, as Emiko's contractions began late on the twenty-sixth of December, was the worst; a fact the normally demure Emiko shrieked about at her labor pains lengthened into the night.
Minutes grew into hours, as the night slowly faded into morning, the sun peaking it's head over the tattered skyline of Konohagakure, a little over nine hours after Emiko had gone into labor.
Soft cries echoed through the bedroom (the Hyuga's having decided early on in the pregnancy that a home birth would be preferable; the hospitals still crowded from the Nine-tails attack two months prior), the infant's tender cries causing the new mother to smile in absolute delight, even though she remained in considerable pain. Ever a soft spoken child, her cries were quickly quieted as she was cleaned, wrapped in a soft blanket, and handed back to a mother who was crying gently as she tried to regain her composure. It was a fact that caused the infant's paternal grandmother to frown, the older woman thinking nothing of informing anyone who would listen to her that a quiet baby was a sign that she would have bad luck in life; the louder the baby, the luckier and her granddaughter was not a loud infant at the moment of her birth.
Passed from cooing family member to family member, the infant's name was called out by each in different shades of adoration and joy, congratulating the new mother as Hiashi raced home. Hyuga Hinata, the sunny place.
The first few years of Hinata's life passed by rather uneventfully, in all honesty. She learned to sit up, roll over, walk and speak at a slightly faster pace then most other toddlers, though not remarkably so—as her cousin had—but one would have been hard pressed to notice that fact as bragging family members preached the superiority of the Hyuga lineage. However, even at a young age, it was evident that Hinata was going to grow up to be a timid child. At parks, she often preferred to linger at her mother's side or stick to herself rather then play with the other children, or read and draw instead of playing tag with the neighbor kids. Sometimes they would talk to her, some of the louder children asking her why she was by herself before running off, but she never really joined them.
However, even if she was a shy child, or not as quick as her older cousin, it was a happy life that she led, but then everything changed. As utterly cliché as it might sound, it was an utterly true statement; Hinata was four and she was kidnapped.
Actually, it was a lot more complicated then such a simply phrased event. There was the promise of peace, laced with betrayal like so much else of the shinobi world. A Kumogakure shinobi came to the village with a peace treaty, a welcome sight to a village still economically recovering from war and destruction that had torn through them not even five years prior.
“It's too easy,†cynics too young to have not only survived war, but fought in it, whispered. And in the end they were right. The Kumagakure shinobi wasn't there for peace, he was there for the byakugan; a hundred generations of lust for the famed Kekkei Genkai that haunted his village. He kidnapped Hinata in the night, but he didn't succeed. Hiashi killed the would-be kidnapper to save his daughter; an act that through a cruel twist of fate, led to the death of her uncle.
But, Hinata was four and at that age, she didn't know what was going on. She didn't understand the politics or what was to happen as a result. All she knew was that a scary man had stole her away in the middle of the night and she wanted to go home. She was just a scared little four year old girl.
Furious about the death of their shinobi, Kumogakure demanded Hiashi's body; an eye for an eye, so to speak. However, it was Hizashi that they handed over instead, leaving Hinata's cousin, Neji, an orphan under the ward of Hiashi. For years, the incident remained fairly hush-hush, under the forced guise of respect for the dead. But silence only led to a spring up of rumors. For most of her life, Hinata grew up thinking that she was at fault for her uncle being murdered and handed over to Kumogakure; that her father and the other Hyuga elders who shot dirty likes and snide remarks at her, killed Uncle Hizashi because she wasn't strong enough to escape capture.
Later that year, Hanabi was born into the family. She was a welcomed member, naturally, though to archaic practices of the Hyuga family, her birth was decidedly less of a spectacle then Hinata's had been, especially since it was just another girl (as whispered through the halls by old main branch members, under their breaths). Hinata doesn't remember much about the day Hanabi had been born—she hadn't been allowed in the room to see her mother or sister till the next day. However, from stories told by a relatives through out her youth, Hinata learned that at the moment of her birth, Hanabi was her opposite. Crying loudly, rather then whimpering softly in her crib, when she was hungry or needed to be changed. Biting fingers and refusing to hold still, Hanabi was indeed the rambunctious daughter that Hiashi and Emiko never had until then, and as time went on, those differences only grew in number.
Soon after, Emiko died.
It was a sunny spring day, the smell of flowers lingering heady in the air with the scent of fresh earth as her mother was lowered into her grave. Hinata remembered the heat her black funeral clothes attracted, her cousin hissing angrily at her to stop fidgeting as she fought back the tears (that her father had called unseemly earlier that morning). Next to her, her father held a snoozing Hanabi. The moment the service was finished, the prayers murmured with empty words about a life that ended too soon, he whisked away. Hinata stayed behind, a member of the branch family and her protector, staying with her, even as the sun set. Even at her young age, she understood that death was forever and that the memory of sweet mother would fade to an ache in her heart.
Something changed seemed to change in the relationship between Hinata and her father... Or maybe it had been changing all along, and she simply hadn't noticed as much till she got slightly older. She was too slow. She didn't know how to make her hand signs in a timely manner. She couldn't dodge his attacks. She couldn't hit him....
...Actually, according to her father, listing the things that she good; it would save time.
Everyday, she went through grueling training with her father barking orders at her—or even worse, he wouldn't say anything to her. He would just glare at her before sneering in disgust and turning away. Hiashi had high standards for her, a fact that she was aware of. She was his heir and, at the time, future leader of the proud Hyuga clan; of course there were lofty goals that many expected her to reach. But, as she was often reminded, she was nothing but a lost cause and a waste as the child of such a powerful man. She was frail and her progress was minimal.
Hinata's strained home life, and a failing relationship with her father, she quickly lost all faith in herself. She would train with her father and her sister (who despite being years younger then her, was deemed to not be a lost cause) until Hiashi became so disgusted with her, he ordered her to leave. And she would; head tilted down so she wouldn't see the pitying glances Hanabi tried to hide from their father. Counted footsteps carefully measured so it wouldn't be sneered about her fleeing, she would quickly walk out of the room and own the hall till she could run anywhere off of the Hyuga compound; away from knowing pale eyes that saw everything, especially her failures.
It wasn't until she met Naruto that Hinata really began to change. The designated shy and weird girl in the academy, she had written herself off as a failure. And then she met him.... Or at least she observed him in class; he was rather hard to miss. Loud, the very definition in every meaning, the blonde stood up in front of the class, declaring himself their future hokage. Their classmates jeered in a rather typical way—children could be quite cruel to each other—asking who in their right mind make him hokage? He couldn't do anything. He didn't have any family. He was a knucklehead. A thousand other reasons that, in another place or time, she might have been inclined into believe in. But, as she looked at his blue eyes, as he furiously shouted that he would show them all, she believed him.
It wasn't instantaneous, but Hinata began to change. Or, at least she felt herself begin to change. She was still too slow, too weak, too...everything she shouldn't be, she still was. But, she felt herself beginning to change. She was beginning to change. As embarrassing as it was to a self-conscious young girl to be inspired by a boy who didn't even know that she existed, she couldn't help herself. She began to notice him around town and continued to grow inspired by Uzumaki Naruto with his loud voice and his loud coat who swore that he would one day be their hokage.
By then, her father had already lost all interest in Hinata and her training, choosing to focus solely on Hanabi. He unceremoniously turned her over to her soon-to-be sensei, Yuhi Kurenai. Soon after, she was joined by two of her peers from the academy; Aburame Shino and Inuzuka Kiba.
It was more awkward at first then she had anticipated, had she truly thought about her potential team and how they would interact. Hinata was quiet and shy, Kiba was bold and rambunctious, Akamaru was sweet, and Shino was... Shino was Shino.
As any of them would admit, besides their potential to be skilled tracker nins, they really didn't have anything in common at first glance. Their first few missions (“minimal labor!†as Kiba had once complained to Kurenai-sensei before Shino corrected him. “Menial. It's menial labor. Why? Because that's just common sense and proper English.â€) was spent with Kiba arguing with Shino, Shino claiming he isn't arguing back, merely pointing out the flaws in Kiba's almost-logic, while Hinata hemmed and hawed in the background, pointing her fingers together anxiously.
But then, almost too quickly to notice, they were a team. Kiba still argued, and Hinata still avoided confrontation amongst comrades, and Shino... well, he was still Shino, but they were friends and they were Team Eight. Training, missions, they had it down. Afterward, the four of them (Hinata insisting that they consider themselves a group of four with the inclusion of Akamaru, Kiba complained and Shino really didn't care either way, but he didn't have the heart to say no) would find that rare chance to 'hang out' and be the regular teenagers that, as shinobi, simply weren't.
As their friendships grew, Team Eight was given better missions, ones that didn't entail 'minimal labor' (not that that stopped Kiba from complaining, especially when the rumors of another genin team having been on an A-rank mission begin to circulate through the village). They were a formidable team, especially with as inexperienced as they truly were, but Hinata found herself still struggling with self-confidence issues that had plagued her most of her life. She wanted to believe that she could change, that she could become a true kunoichi worthy of being a Hyuga, but... past haunts are a hard thing to rid one's self of.
Time passed, as it so often has a habit of doing, and before long, Hinata found herself and her teammates faced with the terrifying prospect of the Chunin Exams. Despite the fears that ran a never ending montage in the back of her mind (further aided by her father warning her not to be a hindrance to her team as she was leaving for the exam), Hinata found herself slightly desperate to participate in the Exams. She wanted to change herself, to be a kunochi—it was the dream she kept at the forefront of her mind—and the Exams were just another marker of her progress, another stone on her path.
But, as she often realized, it was all well and good to put on a brave face when planning for an event, but quite another to actually feel brave through out it. While she was never the genius at tests that Sakura or Ino had been in the academy, she had never really had to worry about written tests in her past. Memorizing facts and figures was one of the few things she knew how to do. But, as she trembled in her seat during the first test of the Chunin Exams, she suddenly knew the meaning of test anxiety (not to even mention the fact that Naruto, who she had not seen since graduating from the academy, was sitting next to her)...
...Until a small kikaichu landed on her test and danced it's way around her paper.
Hinata almost laughed out loud when she realized what the test was really testing, tilting her head forward allowing her hair to slide over the sides of her face. She may not be a master of the Byakugan, per say, but she was able to look in all directions fairly easily. After figuring it out, it was just a simple matter of writing down the stolen answer, which the kikaichu took back to her stoic teammate.
However, next to her, Naruto did not seem to have grasped the concept yet. She nervously bit her lip, sneaking glances at him from the corner of her eye as she watched his self-confident demeanor visibly diminish in to sweat and worry.
â€No... Don't give up...†she thought, watching him struggle for answers. He had to pass the first test, it almost didn't seem an option, not for him.
Swallowing hard, she mouthed the words, barely daring to breathe them as she studied Naruto from the corner of her eyes. "You can look at my answers.... Naruto-kun..." she whispered. After all.... It wasn't really cheating if they weren't her answers to give in the first place, right?
Of course, being the knucklehead that Uzumaki Naruto tended to be, though she really tried to refrain from mentally insulting him by calling him that no matter how apt the situation might be, he was instantly skeptical. Squinting his eyes and nervously shifting, he demanded to know why; the prospect of answering with the stark honesty of her confusing adolescent emotions even more terrifying then the prospect of the test. "....Because I.... don't want you to disappear here..."
It was an honest answer (even if it wasn't the complete truth) that she babbled on to be about the rookie nine staying together in attempt to make herself less vulnerable.
Her heart beat erratically in her chest as he declined, warning her about being caught and claiming he didn't need to cheat even though they both knew that to be a lie. She faced down in her seat, once more allowing her hair to slide forward, though this time to hide the color rushing to her cheeks rather then the tell-tale signs of her byakugan as she wondered at the warm feelings that rushed through her. Sometimes she really wished she could be normal about something as common as school girl crushes, like Ino or Sakura.
In the end, having the answers wasn't quite as important as she had believed when she thought that she had figured out the tests deception, but she would never dare complain. Team Eight passed the first part of the Exams, and that was all that she could ask (though it certainly didn't hurt that Team Seven passed as well).
The second test was in the aptly named Forest of Death. It should have been easy enough at first glance, after all tracking and survival in the elements was Team Eights specialty. Her spirits burgeoning with the recent victory over the first test, she entered into the forest with more confidence then she could usually muster. They even managed to secure the Earth scroll without much dificulty.
...And then her team ran into a particularly sketchy team from Suna.
...Actually, they didn't run into the Suna shinobi; Akamaru had dropped to the ground cowering before they could technically reach them. Akamaru probably saved their lives with that single action, but, in the wrong place at the wrong time, the four of them hid in the bushes like scared children as the Suna shinobi tore their opponents apart.
After that spectacle, it nearly seemed like a miracle when they finally did reach the end of the second test.
The next step in the Exams was easily the worst for Hinata. It almost seemed as if the age old concept of fate conspired against her as Hinata found herself in the ring with her bitter cousin, Neji. It was a battle, that she knew from experience, that she could not win. And yet... She tried.
It was selfish of her, perhaps just a bit; especially since Kiba had been so worried about her even though he himself was injured. And maybe it was a bit ridiculous even, but somehow the fact that even though part of her knew she had no chance and she still fought made her feel almost invincible for one moment. She was changing, and she refused to let the idea of fate shove her back into who she didn't want to be. Maybe she could show him what she could never say...
Hinata didn't remember blacking out or being rushed away by medics. It almost seemed as if no time passed. One second she was fighting, the next she was jerking up in bed, her heart beat beeping in her ears (though once she calmed down, she realized it was just one of the monitors that she was hooked up to) in a wild moment of absolute confusion as a nurse ran into her room believing that she was going into cardiac arrest again. As she slowly relaxed, and pieced together the end of the fight that she could not remember ending, she couldn't help but give a small smile, leaning back into the thin hospital mattress to stare at blank ceiling panels. Maybe no one noticed yet, maybe they didn't care, but she changed a little out there, and maybe, just maybe, if she continued to change he would watch her again. Maybe he would see her again.
She felt irrationally giddy at the idea.
The road to recovery was not an easy one. Even if she had changed, it wasn't a fact that she could ever explain to her father, let alone anyone else (though Shino and Kiba seemed to grasp the general idea, even if they were not pleased that she had put herself in such danger; Akamaru didn't care either way, so long as she continued to scratch behind his ears and slip him scraps from her plate when Kiba wasn't looking). Through the Hyuga compound, she pretended not to hear the whispers about how she was a main branch member, child of Hiashi, and she still lost her match to a branch family member. It grated at her nerves more then she knew she should allow it to. She spent more and more of her time out of the compound as the days to the final test approached, choosing to practice as long as her body would allow her. She needed to get stronger, to hold on to that strange feeling of being who she almost wanted to be before it eluded her. And if it just so happened to keep her away from the whispers and a cousin she wasn't ready to face yet, who was she to complain?
On the day of the test, she was lurking about the training grounds when Naruto surprised her. Jumping, shocked first by the fact that she a kunoichi had let some get the drop on her and then by the fact that it was Naruto, she half hide behind a training post. To some, it was a simple exchange of words; reassurances from one friend to another. And maybe they were right, but her lips would automatically curl up into a soft smile when she thinks back to the simple exchange and a single sentence from a proud failure that held more weight then she is sure they were meant to. "I really like people like you..."
Hinata was almost disappointed that Kiba arrived on time and broke the rose tinted hue that colored her world.
Though Hinata was unconscious for much of the events that followed, she knows all about them. After all, an invasion from the sound life and death of a Hokage is the stuff that filled the history books. Shino later described itto her and Kiba as heroically as he could manage with his stoic words (though Hinata thinks part of that was to egg on Kiba, who had been practically in the same boat she was in; something he seemed to take personally as 'even Shikamaru had a war story!').
Once more, Hinata found herself almost astounded on how life seems to carry on. Oh, yes, things changed, it was something that she firmly believed and a core principle of her nindo. Her family was growing closer, something she had given up on long ago. The truth about her Uncle's death was almost like a healing salve on festering wounds. It was awkward, but what wasn't awkward at some point in time? She truly believed that one day, they would be comfortable and close. A new hokage, and the first female hokage, was ruling their village. Buildings were being rebuilt and Naruto was gone on a training trip with one of the sages. Things changed and life in Konoha went on.
So Hinata retreated intot he comfort of her overly bulky jacket and mentally chanted her nindo as she trained, remembering impossible dreams and hair the color of the sun.
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