AN: Just a story that i had in mind.
I have not specified a timeline for this, and the political details are generally sparce, because this story is more aobut Naruto, Hinata and the development of their relationship. It'll be like snapshot moments really, not linear. Just think of it as a series of connected one shots: with naruHina as their main focus, always. I do hope you like this despite slight peculiarities that i know are present in the story.
PS: Neji is alive, forgive me for that deviation, but i just love him so much... I really coudln't let him go. Call it denial, I call it fanfiction :)
- A Place In The Sun -
'Laws of physics tell you that any two particles or bodies, if free to move, will be accelerated towards each other. That is gravity. But when you launch an object in the air, there is a single moment of perfect weightlessness before it starts to fall, a silent fraction of timelessness. That heartbeat encapsulates the fleeting nature of happiness: locked within that moment is the flawlessness of eternity… and then you have to fall.
Because a moment is the most you can ever expect out of perfection.'
0. Prologue: Transparency
'Elegance is a glowing inner peace.
Grace is an ability to give as well as to receive and be thankful.
Mystery is a hidden laugh always ready to surface!
Glamour only radiates if there is a sublime courage & bravery within; like the moon, it only shines because the sun is there.'
- C. JoyBell –
The Hyuga had had a long time (and innumerable conflicts) to make a legend out of their born ability and talented fighters that learned to use their skills and manipulated chakra with such dexterity that they could kill with only one strike and without a single drop of blood… or give out such excruciating slow deaths that the victims would try to kill themselves just to have the pain end.
So it was only natural that when a shinobi noticed those pale pupilless eyes staring back at them, the last thought they had in mind was of how striking their look was, or how even eerily beautiful those eyes could be. Nobody really cared about that, when facing something so potentially deadly. And yet in some cases, the beauty of those pale, almost transparent eyes, was obvious and - in the in case of one Hyuga Hinata for example - it was also the first thing people noticed about her, that is her unobtrusive beauty made of contrasting layers of dark and light. The second was that, though friendly and warm-hearted, she was an exceptionally reserved young woman. Those who knew her from childhood, were aware that she had come a long way from her painfully shy and insecure days, but to this day she remained quiet and modest, both traits that were inherent to her character and not something that could be overcome.
She was different from the others relatives of the Upper House, different perhaps from most shinobi ('different' didn't bother her though, never had – a certain someone had always showed her better than that.) Deceptively delicate-looking, Hinata had an air and manner that exuded elegance and grace, a certain poise that combined with her quiet confidence added up to more than just good manners. But what truly fooled the eye was her appearance: her pale hands and long fingers didn't hint at the map of calluses her palms had collected over years of handling weapons and dealing blows. The curves of her body invited the eye and a caressing hand and a first glace wouldn't be able to tell the firmness of the muscles underneath that smooth skin.
And her eyes, of the pales shade of lavender that seemed to break the light a thousand ways like a gem, those eyes were what most characterized her: the gentleness in them, the kindness and warmth she could convey with every look and smile, made her seem like the most serene person ever to walk the earth.
Those that had never seen her in combat, would never think of her capable of ripping out a man's spleen through his back. She simply did not look like a ninja.
Which was of course what made her such a fantastic infiltration and intelligence operative.
Her team had specialized in tracking and after she made Jonin and started taking on solo missions, it became apparent that Hinata was very well suited to espionage, both by nature and inclination. After spending half a lifetime perfecting the art of blending with the scenery, she learned that she could use that gift to became as inconspicuous as ay wallflower even at the very heart of enemy territory. A talent that in time developed into the ability to take the guise of anyone - be it a commoner or high born lady, a maid that faded into invisibility or the centre of everyone's attention – though, admittedly, that had taken much more rigorous training and came much less naturally and it was something that she tended to avoid.
But she found out, in time that practice was all there was to it and with good training she became so skilled that the whole thing was almost too easy… until one day it wasn't.
'Fight club' reference quote