No one could deny it. I, Hinata Hyuga, was not royalty. Or anything near it.
I was big mouthed, annoying and not at all feminine.
Although my looks say otherwise.
I have raven colored hair and fair skin - traits that I have inherited from my mother. I also have the customary white eyes of my clan, the oh so legendary Hyuga's, which have a tinge of lavender in them.
God, I wanted pupils.
But I guess not.
I trudged out my warm bed, my feet contacting with the cold, wooden floor as I made my way to the bathroom for a morning shower.
I was pretty slouchy in the morning, so I sorta brushed my teeth in the shower.
What?! Don't act like you've never done it before!
I told you I wasn't royalty.
Once I wrapped myself with my towel, I headed back to my bedroom.
It was 6:19 AM, I know I know.
During these past years, I always woke up at 6am no matter how late I slept. I didn't even feel sleep deprived!
It was annoying, actually.
I love sleeping.
I love love love it.
If anyone awoke me from it, I would go all Hinata Style on them.
What's that, you ask?
You don't want to know.
I chose to wear a grey long-sleeved shirt, which underneath was a pink shirt, black pants underneath a long cream-coloured skirt with pink horizontal stripes, and a pair of brown sandals.
I was very secretive of my body. Part of the reasons why I am not feminine.
I didn't want to be, anyway.
But it was rude when people called me it.
Like I know, you don't have to tell me a million times!
I took a long lavender coat that reached my thighs and headed out to the balcony.
I would always do this. I would climb out to the balcony and watch the sun rise.
I would stay there for an hour, but today my father was finally coming home due to the military wanting work done.
You see, he was the best leader this village/country has ever had.
According to everyone. He was a very respected man, and a brilliant combatant.
But he was not brilliant in fatherhood. He's always pressuring me to become like him whenever he's home.
Just kidding, he's a good father. But he still does pressure me.
He would be here at 6:30. I still have time.
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Beyond The Stars
FanfictionHinata imagines what she must look like. Standing in front of her father with what she assumes is the nastiest face she could make, her hands balled into fists by her sides, glaring at the old man. She smiles. She must look as good as she feels. NO...
