Just a little something I wrote quite a good while ago and finally got around to typing. My muse (that I have named Fizzle) certainly likes it when I'm on vacation…
Warning: Suicide. I don't think there is anything else to report…
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto in any way, shape or form, so leave me alone .
Why do you hate me…
Why do you hate me so? What have I ever done to you? Why do you hate me so much for something I cannot anything about? It doesn't make your father live again, I can't make him live again. So why do you hate me? I'm always calm and quiet, I've never done anything bad or startling, always tried my best to be good, nice and meet peoples expectations on me. But no matter how good I am, how nice and quiet I am, no matter how invisible I make myself in your presence, you still hate me, you still look at me with the cold hatred you've reserved for me alone. No matter what I do or say I'm still a pain in the ass for you, a nuisance that sickens you. If you wish me dead to avenge and justify your father's death, I'll grant you your wish. Even if you don't I'll vanish from your life because I can't take it anymore. I can really understand Naruto because he too is hated but by everybody. Even you should know of how much I admire him, his strength and determination, his happiness and will to live despite how much hatred and rejection he's been receiving throughout the years, throughout his whole childhood. I can never be like him because I'm not strong enough, I no longer have anything to live for. Whether you want me dead or alive to suffer in silence, I'm going to leave you alone now. Forever.
Neji felt everything leave him, his hand balled into a fist, crumpling the letter. Hinata had…? No, she couldn't have… She wouldn't… He dashed for the door and ran through the village as fast as he could. 'Oh Kami, please let her be okay…' He reached the main house and banged on the door. Hinata's father, his uncle, opened the door.
"Where's Hinata?" Neji cut him off. His uncle blinked, surprised.
"In her room. Why?"
"I have to see her…" He ignored his uncles indignant shouts as he pressed himself past him and ran up the stairs to Hinata's room.
"Hinata!" he knocked on the door and opened it. And froze on the spot. His uncle was mere seconds behind him and, too, froze in horror at the scene that met them in the room. Hinata laid shirtless on the floor by her bed surrounded by small pools of blood. A bloody knife laid beside an empty gallipot of painkillers and deep slashes covered her arms from palm to shoulder. Among the random cuts Neji could read the same sentence on both arms: Why do you hate me Neji? Why do you hate me…
He leant back on the doorframe and slid down on the floor, allowing the tears to fall freely. His uncle slowly went over to his lifeless daughter to check her pulse but Neji already knew there would be none. He clutched his head and choked on the sobs.
"It's all my fault… it's all my fault… I've killed her…" He slowly let his hands fall to the floor, drained of energy, and a crumpled paper hit the floor.
"I've killed her…"
I'm beginning to think I have a thing for killing people, this is the third fic I've written where a character I like a lot dies. Through suicide too…
Oh well, please leave a little review before you go, it'll make me happy.