We are not the same as I hope to show. There is a better way if we just let go.
Eyes like the moon


for amaryllis-drifts

There were only certain times Hinata could let her guard down and show her true appearance, and one of those moments was at night when she was alone with Izuna. Knowing that the rest of his family was most likely asleep, she let her eyes fade back to white. It was usually followed by a sigh of relief, for a weight was temporarily lifted off of her shoulders. No one could ever find out she was actually a Hyūga, because if her secret got out, chaos would surely follow. 

Despite the constant fear that would always follow Hinata as long as she stayed in the compound, Izuna appreciated those moments where her true form showed. Eyes as beautiful as the full moon, they were just as lovely as the day he first met her. If he could have it his way, he wouldn’t have Hinata hide behind the disguise, but alas, it wasn’t possible. No one could find out a member of the Hyūga clan was hiding with an Uchiha. Because of that, no one else would be able to appreciate the beauty of her eyes. Perhaps this was for the best, though. Izuna liked knowing this secret of hers, and his family most likely would never be able to understand why the Byakugan interested him so much. 

Sleep normally came fairly easy for the two of them, but that particular night proved to be different. A storm had rolled in, and the constant thunder and flashes of lightning kept them up. It seemed like it wouldn’t let up any time soon, yet that was ok. Izuna was content on appreciating Hinata’s eyes as they rested together on her bed. 

Only a few candles were lit in the room, and the shadows casted from the light source seemed to dance on her skin, making him want to trace their movements gently with his fingertips. Hinata didn’t seem to mind at all and instead smiled at what was happening. After all, it wasn’t every day that people got to see this side of Izuna. Even if he was a shinobi scarred by war, he was still capable of being soft. 

"You keep staring at me. Why is that?" she finally asked as her own hand went up to stroke his hair. 

"It’s difficult not to stare at your eyes," he said, "I want to appreciate their beauty before you eventually fall asleep." 

"Ah, so is it just my eyes you find beautiful? Does the rest of my body pale in comparison?"

Smiling at the teasing tone of her voice, Izuna leaned forward to place a kiss on her forehead. Hinata was fully aware of what the Uchiha thought about her, but it seemed like she was in the mood to be complimented. If that was what she wanted, the she would receive it.

"Of course not. Everything about you is wonderful, but your eyes are what always draw me in. I no longer have to look out the window to see the moon, and to know that you’ll be sleeping by my side brings me great comfort." 


Hong Kong Island in the late afternoon. In Japanese, the name “Hong Kong” is written the same way it is in Chinese – 香港, using Kanji (Japanese’s borrowed Chinese characters). In the phonetic Hiragana alphabet (which wouldn’t even be used in this case, since Hiragana’s only used for native Japanese words, and Hong Kong is Chinese), it’d be written as ほんこん, pronounced “honkon.” A little language lesson for the day :)

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Three photos taken in the same place, different times of the year.

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I’m in love with this gif. Everything about it. The rain drizzling. The candle flickering. The colors. I love it.

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A year ago we stayed up till 3 am talking
And today I don’t know how to even say hey
— (via 99teen)


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