Chapter One.

Drip, Drop, Drip, Drop.

There's a saying in the Hyuuga Household: 'Unless an Idiot dies; he won't be cured'

meaning that only death can cure a fool or you can't fix stupid.

And ever since mom died Father never stopped reminding me.

I felt as if the sky was mocking me for being so happy. My hair wrapped it around my fingers, roughly as I raked a hand through it, continuingly getting caught in my fingers.

I rubbed a purplish bruise on the nape of my neck and jumped. Father always told me before "Training" that a bear that is; afraid is not a vear at all. I didn't get what he meant until I was eight. " A person obsessed with winning is not a person at all.

Even if he was my father, he also was an ass. I sat underneath the Sakura tree, the light flashing through the tattered leaves. And for a split second I felt happy, the peace and quiet. I wished every day that it could be like this..but… Wishes dont come true.

I laid down on the sofa staring at the ceiling in my room, waiting. Waiting for a day to finally put me down where I belong. Chunin Exams. I turned my head over to the calendar where a big 'X' was marked down.

I wanted to dream about my mother, father, sister, cousin...us being a happy family, like before mom died.

But that wasn't gonna happen.

I need to stop dreaming so much.

Sorry for the chapter being so short, but this is one of my older stories that i'm finishing from my old account Yinna Chan.

JA~NE