Hey readers! It's been such a long while since I've immersed myself into my writing again. Thank goodness I've returned with some pretty dashing ideas. I'd also like to add that this fanfic was created before the official ending of Naruto, so it's more of an alternate ending/alternate universe type deal.

I hope you enjoy the story and please excuse any misspelled words or grammar issues, I tried to edit as much as I could, but I'm in a little bit of a hurry /;

Hinata Hyuuga stood in front of the Konoha Elders with her lurid, fragile hands secured behind her back with chakra cuffs. Her eyes were still the same pale lavender color they were before she left the village, but something new..something dangerous lied in their depths.

"Hinata Hyuuga" Koharu Utatane began, her dark eyes studied Hinata with undisguised malice. "What is your excuse for committing the following crimes against Konoha?"

In that instance, Homura Mitokado started to read off the list of crimes. "Treason, arson, stealing, kiddnapping and three counts of murder."

Koharu looked at Hinata, a deathly glare taking over her weathered face. "What is your reasoning for these crimes?"

A faint smile crossed the plump lips of the Hyuuga heiress. "Well your honor.." She drawled, a hint of cockiness tainted her words. "I was a woman scorn."

A year and a half earlier...

My pale lavender eyes drifted lazily toward the full moon shining brightly through my open window. The sweet scent of blooming flowers laced the gentle breeze that lifted the pristine white curtains on either side of the window. The night was young, and below my window, on the other side of the tall menacing wall that separated the Hyuuga estate from the rest of the village, the wide dirt road was littered with pedestrians.

Some staggered along holding shopping bags, a few munched on dangos from a nearby food vender, and several couples strolled along holding hands. Out of instinct, my eyes wandered the crowd looking for a familiar face. My attention was drawn in the direction of particularly obnoxious laughter.

Sakura, clad in a short form-fitting red dress, giggled and blushed cheerfully as she clung onto the arm of her blonde haired lover. I grimaced, feeling the familiar pain of seeing them together. The wound from me and Naruto's divorce was still fresh, and was reopened every time I seen his arms wrapped around his new girlfriend. I still wasn't surprised to see that my replacement was none other than his childhood crush.

This would also explain her promotion to his personal secretary, as well as their private lavish "business trips", and of course their dinners at expensive restaurants where they would supposedly discuss their work. I bitterly reminisced upon the nights he would come home late, saying that he has been held up finishing the large workload that came with being the Hokage. Yet I smelled her on him. The heavy scent of her perfume mixed with the undeniable scent of sex tainted his skin and clothes.

For months I refused to believe they were sleeping together. I refused to believe the boy I had adored for much of my life, was going to be responsible for dealing me my first taste of heartbreak.

I slunk away from the window, tears threatened to spill over from my already puffy eyes.

My father had taken the news of our divorce just as I thought he would, as another thing to add to the list of reasons I was a failure.

"To lose your husband to the arms of another woman...that is your biggest disgrace to our clan yet." he stated coldly.

If looks could kill, I'm sure that I would have died under the intense silver eyed gaze of my father. Tears freely streamed down my cheeks and dripped from my chin. I felt suffocated by pain and the mere shock that years of love and gentle affections had been for absolutely nothing.

I needed to get away. I needed to be freed from the depression and longing that had slowly taken over my body. Without another thought, I slipped on my Zori and headed toward the door. Escaping the Hyuuga estate was simple enough, even with more than half of the guards on duty. Most of which were sleeping on the job or chatting in small groups. I snuck pass undetected.

I decided to take a well needed stroll. As I walked up the path into the vast unknown, I hummed a little tune. The pregnant silence of the forest made me the slightest bit nervous. I began to assess my surroundings. I was well familiar with this forest, after all I was only a few miles from the Hidden Leaf. Something felt off. There was not a single sound ringing through the thick trees, not even a single cricket. I chewed the inside of my cheek and activated my clan's prestigious technique.

The veins around my eyes became more prominent, bulging to a point that looked nearly impossible. My pulpless eyes dilated as I surveyed the land around me. Nothing. I couldn't detect a chakra signature within five miles of my location.

The knot growing in my stomach tightened. Maybe I was just being paranoid. Back when Naruto was my husband, it wasn't a strange occurrence for assassins and thieves to try to kill us. I needed to relax, we were no longer married, and therefore I was of no importance to assassins.

I deactivated my byakugan, then turned to walk back in the direction I came. Just then I caught a flurry of movement out of the corner of my eye. My muscles tensed, I barely had the time to assume a fighting stance before I was thrown through a tree.

Pain shot through my spine, leaving behind red-hot agony. I cried out as I covered my eyes from debris and tumbled to the hard, unforgiving ground. Whoever decided to attack me was extremely powerful... this unnerved me.

The dust cleared slowly, revealing the tall lean silhouette of my attacker.

"Sasuke."