Note: This is not for fans who insist Hinata is an innocent angel. Sister is my argument of why Hinata is far from innocent.

Disclaimer: God, I wish I owned Naruto, because then I could cast Hinata into a tiny role and give Hanabi the spotlight she deserves, but nooooo...the world is cruel. XD

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Sister

When I walk the streets of Konoha, I hear her friends praising my sister, egging her to not give up, loving her innocence, falling for her outer angel. When I turn my back, I hear those same people whisper that I am cruel, spiteful, and that I hate Hinata.

Ever hear the tale of Cinderella and her evil stepsisters?

Hyuuga Hinata is the Cinderella of Konoha. People can easily overlook the fact that she is all but penniless, and that she is far from a servant in her home. The candidate for heroine in the tale of our lives narrows all down to who is the purest.

I, on the other hand, have been played into the part of the wickedly jealous sister. Father prefers me, for I was born with more talent. Since when did that become the checklist for my role? It's, of course, easily overlooked that I do not want the position of heir. It doesn't matter that we both work hard, and the only thing she lacks is a little bit of personality. Oh, but I was a fool to not see. She is the one who made me into a dark cloud in her damn spotless sky.

Hinata is not innocent. She is simply intelligent, far more so than I, who trustingly believed that façade. Using a cute little face, a gentle, ladylike voice; she did not need anything more than kindness to convince the masses. Feigning self-consciousness, pretending to be an unsure kunoichi, what better way to escape the desolate future of clan heir?

The only time I received anything along the lines of revenge was the day father announced my arranged marriage to the Kazekage of Suna, who just happened to be the man my sister lusted over at the moment. Why should I be persecuted for the one smirk I lifted upon seeing her enraged face? She has done the same for the past seventeen years of my life.

After then, she looked toward the world with even wider, childlike eyes, declaring clan heir as an honor, not a burden, claiming the role of Gaara's wife was a horror, not her greatest wish, and proclaiming that she still loves me, as a sister should, basking in their compassion, winning over all their hearts and painting me into the frame of malice. One day, I know, she will call, in that shy, soft voice of hers, for revenge, and they will follow like lost puppies, to tear at my flesh.

But does it matter?

For I am Hanabi, the evil sister, the bad one, and who would care what becomes of me?

Owari

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If you don't like it, please don't flame. Just so some of you Hinata fans who disregarded my warning know, no matter how much you squeal, I will not take this fic down. Hanabi kicks ass, and that includes Hinata's, (occasionaly). Go Gaara! I've been disgusted of GaaHina, so here's a GaaHina with an awful ending. I am evil.

Reviews are appreciated!