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runespoorI've been rather slow to answer to reviews lately; the reason is that I don't have Internet access either at home or at work, and am thus constantly playing a game of cat and mouse to get free Internet access in places where 1)I'm not going to be a hindrance/nobody will disturb me/I'm unlikely to get caught red-handed in fandom when I should be doing Serious Stuff 2)they have Windows. (DDDDDD:)
So! If I'm not answering reviews, it's not because I don't care or don't like you (I love you all. Seriously, you make my days. *loffs*), it's just that I'm breaking my brain to find new and inspirational ways to get my ass back on lj as soon as humanly possible. :)
Title: Things that could have happened had Hizashi been the older son (or: a cage is a cage is a curse, dammit.)
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runespoor7
Rating: PG-13
Summary: series of unrelated drabbles/ficlets. So far, drabbles include various flavours of implied Neji-Hina-Naru combinations, but it's really Hyuuga centered gen with occasional cameos of other characters.
Notes: just so you know, this was born out of my getting infuriated whenever it starts being said that Hinata would be happier in the Branch House. Rather than risking incoherence before my screen every time I came across the idea, I thought I'd play with it. :p
previous bunk of drabbles.
3. chuunin exam – take 1
One moment she was dashing at him again and the next she was sprawled out on the ground – Neji's hand had shot instinctively, striking a harsh blow on her heart in automatic defense.
"Hinata," he called again, regaining his breath.
(He hadn't planned or thought he'd have to make any effort before the actual third test even began, and he hadn't, but Hinata had taken him by surprise; he hadn't expected her to be that violent, and trying to disable her without hurting her too much had been taxing, an exercise in control and precision harder than any he'd completed in training, mostly because Hinata didn't seem to give any thought to her well-being, just charging with everything she had. She'd landed a blow early in their fight – Neji had still been focusing on trying to reason her – and now Neji's right arm was limply dangling at his side.)
She didn't move.
"Hinata," he repeated, only now becoming aware of the utter silence in the arena. The exhausted-looking judge moved to kneel by Hinata's side, and took her wrist in his hand. "Hinata!"
Hinata's wrist limply fell. The examiner – Hayate – looked pained, and sighed. "I hereby declare Hyuuga Neji the winner. Please," he added, "take her away."
People rushed to Hinata's side, Neji saw her attractive jounin-sensei appearing in the arena, Hinata's teammate jumping down the balcony, concealed by his glasses, Naruto grabbing her shoulders and shaking and shouting and crying, and the pink-haired girl gently stopped him and she was crying too, and Yamanaka Ino and Nara Shikamaru and their teammate kneeling next to her and there were so many people surrounding her and Neji couldn't move, couldn't, couldn't, couldn't.
Suddenly Gai-sensei was by his side. Neji blindly looked up towards him, and opened his mouth to speak, but no word came out. He had to try several times before his voice worked again.
"I – I didn't mean to," were the first words he said.
S-she was coming and coming at me again and again and again and I didn't want to hurt her and I told her to stop and she never stopped and I didn't think and I thought she was just being unreasonable and I didn't forfeit because I wanted to win and I thought I deserved to win and it was like she was mad and I never thought about her at all and now it's too late and I didn't mean to.
Neji had never been inadequate in his whole life, but now he clung to the words as if they could convey everything he didn't know how to put.
4. making new friends – take 1
The girl's hair hid her face almost completely, but was a dead give-away to the fact that she was crying.
What is it with me, Ino wondered, that I'm always the one meeting these girls?
But Ino was a nice girl, as well as a curious one – who said nosy no not nosy never when I catch Shika he's dead dead like a dead thing that's a lie I say – so of course she stopped, crouched next to the girl, and asked her question. Hell, it'd worked last time.
"So, why are you crying?"
This one didn't sob and sniffle, but she tensed in a way Sakura hadn't when Ino pulled her hair aside. She had very pretty hair, Ino absently thought, all black and smooth and shiny.
"Is it about your forehead too, 'cause I gotta tell you, I did this just a week ago and I only have a white ribbon left. Well, I say white, but it's more grey now, so –"
But she cut herself off as soon as she saw the girl's face. Her eyes, which were white and dry, were staring at her in a way that might be a glare; Ino couldn't be sure, but that wasn't what stopped her.
A ribbon's not gonna cut it, Ino thought when she saw the huge, ugly green mark on her forehead.
5. making new friends – take 2
It was Uzumaki Naruto's first day at the shinobi Academy, and he'd fallen in love – absolute, devoted, all-consuming, all-encompassing love.
He explained it all in front of his mirror that evening (it was a habit of his; it was nicer than speaking to thin air. Sometimes he stopped and gave himself encouraging little gestures and interested little noises – "yes, go on.") and he didn't even think about stopping to pay attention to what he was saying. In fact, he ignored the mirror altogether, caught up in his retelling/daydreaming/excited babbling complete with bouncing on his bed.
Had the mirror been a living person, it'd have sighed in exasperation when Naruto described for the fifth time the thing which had caught his eye about Hyuuga Hinata.
She had a mark taking the whole of her forehead, like he had one on his belly.
So! If I'm not answering reviews, it's not because I don't care or don't like you (I love you all. Seriously, you make my days. *loffs*), it's just that I'm breaking my brain to find new and inspirational ways to get my ass back on lj as soon as humanly possible. :)
Title: Things that could have happened had Hizashi been the older son (or: a cage is a cage is a curse, dammit.)
Author:
runespoor7Rating: PG-13
Summary: series of unrelated drabbles/ficlets. So far, drabbles include various flavours of implied Neji-Hina-Naru combinations, but it's really Hyuuga centered gen with occasional cameos of other characters.
Notes: just so you know, this was born out of my getting infuriated whenever it starts being said that Hinata would be happier in the Branch House. Rather than risking incoherence before my screen every time I came across the idea, I thought I'd play with it. :p
previous bunk of drabbles.
3. chuunin exam – take 1
One moment she was dashing at him again and the next she was sprawled out on the ground – Neji's hand had shot instinctively, striking a harsh blow on her heart in automatic defense.
"Hinata," he called again, regaining his breath.
(He hadn't planned or thought he'd have to make any effort before the actual third test even began, and he hadn't, but Hinata had taken him by surprise; he hadn't expected her to be that violent, and trying to disable her without hurting her too much had been taxing, an exercise in control and precision harder than any he'd completed in training, mostly because Hinata didn't seem to give any thought to her well-being, just charging with everything she had. She'd landed a blow early in their fight – Neji had still been focusing on trying to reason her – and now Neji's right arm was limply dangling at his side.)
She didn't move.
"Hinata," he repeated, only now becoming aware of the utter silence in the arena. The exhausted-looking judge moved to kneel by Hinata's side, and took her wrist in his hand. "Hinata!"
Hinata's wrist limply fell. The examiner – Hayate – looked pained, and sighed. "I hereby declare Hyuuga Neji the winner. Please," he added, "take her away."
People rushed to Hinata's side, Neji saw her attractive jounin-sensei appearing in the arena, Hinata's teammate jumping down the balcony, concealed by his glasses, Naruto grabbing her shoulders and shaking and shouting and crying, and the pink-haired girl gently stopped him and she was crying too, and Yamanaka Ino and Nara Shikamaru and their teammate kneeling next to her and there were so many people surrounding her and Neji couldn't move, couldn't, couldn't, couldn't.
Suddenly Gai-sensei was by his side. Neji blindly looked up towards him, and opened his mouth to speak, but no word came out. He had to try several times before his voice worked again.
"I – I didn't mean to," were the first words he said.
S-she was coming and coming at me again and again and again and I didn't want to hurt her and I told her to stop and she never stopped and I didn't think and I thought she was just being unreasonable and I didn't forfeit because I wanted to win and I thought I deserved to win and it was like she was mad and I never thought about her at all and now it's too late and I didn't mean to.
Neji had never been inadequate in his whole life, but now he clung to the words as if they could convey everything he didn't know how to put.
4. making new friends – take 1
The girl's hair hid her face almost completely, but was a dead give-away to the fact that she was crying.
What is it with me, Ino wondered, that I'm always the one meeting these girls?
But Ino was a nice girl, as well as a curious one – who said nosy no not nosy never when I catch Shika he's dead dead like a dead thing that's a lie I say – so of course she stopped, crouched next to the girl, and asked her question. Hell, it'd worked last time.
"So, why are you crying?"
This one didn't sob and sniffle, but she tensed in a way Sakura hadn't when Ino pulled her hair aside. She had very pretty hair, Ino absently thought, all black and smooth and shiny.
"Is it about your forehead too, 'cause I gotta tell you, I did this just a week ago and I only have a white ribbon left. Well, I say white, but it's more grey now, so –"
But she cut herself off as soon as she saw the girl's face. Her eyes, which were white and dry, were staring at her in a way that might be a glare; Ino couldn't be sure, but that wasn't what stopped her.
A ribbon's not gonna cut it, Ino thought when she saw the huge, ugly green mark on her forehead.
5. making new friends – take 2
It was Uzumaki Naruto's first day at the shinobi Academy, and he'd fallen in love – absolute, devoted, all-consuming, all-encompassing love.
He explained it all in front of his mirror that evening (it was a habit of his; it was nicer than speaking to thin air. Sometimes he stopped and gave himself encouraging little gestures and interested little noises – "yes, go on.") and he didn't even think about stopping to pay attention to what he was saying. In fact, he ignored the mirror altogether, caught up in his retelling/daydreaming/excited babbling complete with bouncing on his bed.
Had the mirror been a living person, it'd have sighed in exasperation when Naruto described for the fifth time the thing which had caught his eye about Hyuuga Hinata.
She had a mark taking the whole of her forehead, like he had one on his belly.
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Date: 2007-02-23 05:48 pm (UTC)And apparently they do a bad job because Kabuto ends up healing her chest injuries again during the public portion of the exam a month later.
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Date: 2007-02-23 05:59 pm (UTC):)
(And I should totally have made that clearer dammit.)
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Date: 2007-02-23 07:39 pm (UTC)