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Epiloge - Mistook mistress

The tension was unbearable.

She could feel it even before she peaked out. They gripped tightly to their weapons, and their faces were flushed of rage and shame. Just three meters from where she stood behind the door to the cabin, one of the men from her crew lay in a growing pool of blood. He gasped, and their eyes met for a second, and his eyes widened at her appearance. She held his gaze for a second, and then shifted to the scene on the deck.
Captain Shikamaru stood in the middle, surrounded by pirates but his brown eyes intensely fixed on the man standing before him, she assumed it was the pirate's captain. The pirate's gun was pointed at Shikamaru's head, and Shikamaru's sword, was pointed to the Captain's gut. It was a close call, but they couldn't win.

"Yield" the captain ordered coldly.

It was the moment she stepped out in the sun.

Her skirts rustled quietly, but the sound drew every eye towards her. For a moment, there was absolute silence, and then her crew inhaled a deep breath, a few of them gasped. She didn't take note of them, her eyes roamed over the intruders, clearly superior in number. When she spoke, her voice was cold, and clear.

"Drop your weapons"

They hesitated, for a moment. She took another step forward. "I said, drop your weapons." Her voice sharp, "Your mistress is ordering you."

The clattering of metal against wood filled the air. She avoided their inquiring looks, and turned her eyes towards the captain.

He had ordered one of his men to collect the weapons, and now he met her eyes. She watched him with a mix of curiosity and disgust. What mainly caught her interest were his many pricings, which she would have liked to observe more closely, she had never seen anyone with so many. His cloths, however, were brutally practical. Basic pants, shirt and a coat, good quality she noted, but without any unnecessary ornaments. Aside from his cloths, nothing about him was ordinary, the man was tall, and he had hair in a bright, orange color. What fascinated her the most, was his eyes, they were white, with several rings inside the pupil, and they observed her with a cold, calculating look. "So this is the rumored Lady Hinata Hyuuga. It is a pleasure." He said, his voice cold, low and dripping with mockery.

She ignored a whistling from a pirate and slowly, gracefully made her way towards him and Shikamaru. She stopped only a meter before him, and for a brief moment their eyes met. He silently shook his head. She ignored him, and turned to the captain.

"Let them go", her voice was low "And I shall go willingly. You will find nothing of worth on this ship, except of the lives of me and my crew."

A sailor whistled, but she didn't bother with him, but stepped one step closer the Captain. "Release them," She whispered fiercely. "Or I will bite of my tongue and kill myself, and you'll never get your ransom, I swear on my family's honor."

The Captain's eyes glinted with amusement. "Suigetsu" He said.

"Aye sir" A sly looking man with disturbingly pointy teeth stepped forward to the captain. "Take Lady Hinata" The captain ordered.

"With pleasure…." The sailor grinned.

She turned to Shikamaru as the man made his way towards her.

"Send my regards to my precious man, dear Captain" she spoke lowly.

"Milady", Shikamaru looked pained. But she knew he approved, and this was the reason they were such good friends. Beyond the pain, she could see admiration, and beyond the admiration- triumph: because she wasn't Lady Hinata Hyuuga, but her maid; Sakura Haruno.

AN:

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