Fragile Blossoms of Spring

This is the first in a series of Hinata-centric drabbles; one for each day of spring (March through May). It will be updated every day, and each will revolve around a different subject. Wish me luck!

Disclaimer: Naruto is not mine.

March 1st - Rain

The rain poured down and with it came tears.

The black haired girl cried for what she had known, what she had not, and what she never would.

She cried for memories of a friendly cousin, now turned distant and cold.

She cried for a younger sister destined to be the heir to her noble family.

And most of all, she cried for herself, too weka to change, to stubborn to realize it.

The window was obscured with rain; her eyes were obscured with tears.