It had been three years since I died, or at least I think I died. While the thought of it is crazy I seem to have been reincarnated into Naruto.
I walked through the halls of the mansion, a servant following after me. Even in this world I couldn't rest for a second, I can't fail to meet there expectations.
Black patches appeared as slowly everything began going dark.
I was used to it at this point. I'd be going through my day then everything would fade, I'd be surrounded by darkness, my senses would stop working and when I'd come to it I'd be in a completely different location with no idea how I ended up there.
'I wonder how big brother is. I miss him,' I thought to myself as I floated in the darkness. 'I hope my death didn't cause him to much suffering. But… if I'm truly gone from his life at least he's set free, I'm not there to shackle him down anymore, he doesn't have to constantly worry about me.'
A light penetrated through the darkness and slowly my five senses began working again.
It was hot. I looked around realising I was sitting outside, on the stairs.
I turned my attention to the empty glass cup in my hands, staring at my reflection, my round baby cheeks, my long black hair, and black eyes–
"Big sister?"
I turned around at the sound of a familiar voice, "Hinata," I said trying to force a smile.
"Can I sit with you?" she asked, her voice barley above a whisper as she fiddled with something.
"Of course."
A wide smile spread across her face as she hurried to my side as though afraid I'd change my mind.
With my habit of losing contiousness I barely knew anything about her, yet she seemed to know a lot about me.
I didn't know what to say as we simply sat down in awkward silence. I wanted to build a bond with her for us to be as close me older brother had been, but how?
"B-big sis?"
I snapped out of my thoughts, "yes?"
She extended her hand presenting me with a pile of wool. I stared at it confused as I picked it up from her hands to take a better look.
"Mother has been teaching me to knit, I wanted to give you a gift. It's fine if you don't want it's not cold outside so you don't need gloves," her hands began to tremble, she couldn't even look at me as she rambled on, "and it's poorly done. I shouldn't have given it to you–"
"It's perfect, thank you Hinata," I said cutting her off.
Her large smile appeard once again, as she nodded telling me she had lessons before running off.
Everywhere began growing darker once again.
It had now been four years since I was reincarnated, I stayed concious a lot longer than I did before.
At the age of three I awakned my byakugan, killing the man who attempted to kidnap Hinata. From then on I was proclaimed a prodigy, the youngest memeber to have ever awakened their byakugan.
Immediately after this event I began my training with my father in this world. The head of the hyuga clan, Hiashi Hyuga.
I weaved to the side lunging towards father while he was off balance.
Left side, up, just below the shoulder.
As I was inches away from my target, his legs shiffted, he regained perfect balance in a second grabbing my hand before stricking me in the stomach.
I slide back, from the shear force of the hit, the pain light as I took my stance again. Then it hit, nausea, I held back the urge to throw up. Before suddenly palling to my kneed coughing out blood.
My chakra path ways scrambled.
But I could feel him getting closer to me, it was no mistakehe knew how to hide his chakra perfectly, he wanted me to know he was approaching.
I shoved my body off the ground, ignoring the intense pain in my stomach.
I ran towards him once again, he blocked each of my attacks before flawlessly stricking me in the chest, with much more force than the last attack.
I slammed against the wall, before falling onto the ground. I looked up the room spining, hundred images of my father appraching me.
Which was the real one?
I struggled trying to pull myself together, I could barely breath let alone stand. He stopped in front of me, I clenched my eyes tightly preparing for his next strike.
He grabbed my hair aggressively pulling my head up as I met his eyes.
"Pathetic," he hissed, "You charge in too quickly, and your naive. Did you truly think I'd lose my balance so easily? And you were off by a few centimeters, it may not seem important but when your in battle you either know where the tenketsu points are located or you die."
He shoved my head to the side letting go, I bit my lip to stop myself from yelping out in pain as my head hit the ground.
"I will not go easy on you tomorrow."
I sat there waiting for my breath to return.
'Better, I have to be better, study more, I cannot disappoint,' I thought to myself as I stared at the empty room.
I still had lessons with my tutors.
I sat in a room, my body smelling like lavender placed in the bath water as a servant prepared to brush my hair.
A voice cut through the silence, "You may leave I shall handle it," they said.
There were footsteps before the door closed behind.
"Good afternoon mother," I said recognizing her voice.
"Good afternoon, Hinoka," she said her tone radiating with love. It still felt odd to me when she spoke.
"You should be resting mother, your pregnant."
"I'm fine, I promise, I've been resting all day, I simply wished to spend time with my daughter."
I didn't protest any further.
She stood behind me as she began gently combing my hair, "Studying again?" she asked.
I continued to memorize the tenketsu points, "Yes, my performance today was inadiquite."
She sighed.
"Your father pushes you to much," her voice had a tint of sadness and anger, "Your a child Hinoka, heiress or not it should be balanced you shouldn't be studying all day you should have the time to play with children your age."
I froze the familiar words striking a cord, with all the training and studying I hand't thought of my brother in over a year tears began welling up in my eyes.
I never wanted to admit it but I wanted to play, I wanted to have fun, but I had to study, work hard and perform excelently so I don't disappoint.
"Would you hate me if I wasn't the best?" the words slipping out before I could stop them my voice shaking.
"Of course, not! Your my daughter Hinoka, I could never hate you."
Warmth wrapped my body as she hugged from behind, I wipped the tears that began falling trying to keep my composure.
I felt safe in her embrace, the type of safety I hadn't felt since I was reincarnated.