So Akatsuki Hime finally has 100 reviews! Thanks so much! And, as promised, here is the one shot for the winning couple on my poll.
If you didn't get to vote, sorry, to bad. It's been noted forever including on my other stories for a long while.
But, if you want to know all the votes, I'm posting it.
WINNING COUPLE: NaruHina (last time it was GaarHina)
Naruto/Hinata- 33
Neji/TenTen- 16
Shikamaru/Temari- 14
Gaara/Hinata- 13
Sasuke/Sakura- 6
Sasuke/Hinata- 5
Shinp/Hinata- 4
Neji/Hinata- 4
Shikamaru/Hinata- 4
Kiba/Hinata- 3
Naruto/Sakura- 3
Neji/Sakura- 1
Sai/Sakura- 1
XD
I hope y'all like it!
Please read and review:)
DO NOT OWN NARUTO
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My World
I've never seen the outside world, at least not to where I can remember. Only snatches here or there, a flower from time to time, the smell through a crack. Nothing but wisps that I cling to in the late nights.
My world is a basement. A gray brick and old tattered basement that had been made just for me. That should make someone feel special right? After all, I'm daddy's princess. But it's so lonely, and painful. What type of princess am I?
My room is big enough for me to move around in, but small enough to feel stuffy. I have only a little bed, a mattress on the floor. It has a purple covering on it, in attempts to keep it looking neat and every once in a while it will be stripped bare to go and wash. The only other thing in here besides me, my bed, my set of cloths for the week in a little plastic bin, and a bucket to go potty in, is a window. It's a tiny rectangular window placed far above and out of reach, dirty from dirt. But it's light. The only light I have.
Sometimes, my world isn't so bad. I have a cousin who used to come down and read me stories of princesses and their knights and shining amours because I can't read. He can't do that as often, so he'll send down my sister to read them to me and to play with me. I wish a night in shinning armor would come and save me from this lonely place.
Neji and Hanabi are fine, they don't hurt me and make things somewhat bearable. Now that they are older, they can't always be here. Gone for different changings in the light on end, days. Weeks. Forever.
Who I really fear is the man who says I should love him, thank him for keeping me safe. Is safe supposed mean pain? I don't think so. He comes down and hurts me. Some days it's a belt, or his fists, sometimes it's just words, other times a shoe. Whatever he has. He's a tall man whose harsh features only gaze at me blankly, sucking away my hope while telling me to thank him. Thank you daddy for keeping me safe. For loving me.
My world is little and I know I'm missing out. Missing out on so much! Learning, friends, outside, fast food. Things I hear from Hanabi and things that Neji stopped telling me about. He stopped teaching me to and has forbidden Hanabi from trying. He tried to teach me to read when we were little, I can only spell my first name and never got passed sounding out letters before he stopped. He taught me to add and subtract my numbers. On his good or bad days he would tell me about things, places, events, people. Neji would give me flowers and grass or twigs. He made me want things. I want to know the world out there.
That's why he stopped, because I knew how trapped I was. Hanabi slips from time to time, but there's this drawn sad look on her face when she see's my longing. Maybe that's why they come down less and less, so that I don't get hurt. If they would come back down, I would stop wanting things. Just so I don't feel so lonely anymore. There are times though when I feel like a toy whose out grown it's use. A forgotten princess whose story has run dry. Always being forgotten and left behind, even the maid who is supposed to feed me often forgets to. Maybe daddy stopped them from coming down, was it too much to ask to try and play outside just one time? That was forever ago.
There's a pounding down the stair well outside my hidden room so I quickly dive under my covers and pretend to sleep. It would make father mad if he found me staring at the morning light. He didn't like it when I stared out the window.
The door creaks open and the footsteps stop beside my mattress, I calm my breathing expertly. "Hinata, get up." His shoe kicks the side of the bed and jostles me 'awake'.
I yawn and stretch out an arm, rubbing my eye with another. "Y-yes d-d-daddy?" I question.
Daddy's eyes are pale and cold, mean and lifeless. I've never once seen a kind gaze from them and it's not fair. I think Hanabi is more of a princess than I am because I know she has seen him smile. I once saw him pick her up and swing her around like it was a game when she came down here as a tumbling toddler before taking her up the stairs. I can still remember the aching, painful stabbing feeling in my chest. I wanted to cry, to scream, to kick and thrash about, but that was what bad kids did, I had been taught not to do that with strict punishments. She could cry though, she could thrash about and scream, her loud tantrums could be heard all the way in my little world. I don't think my life is fair, but what am I to do about it?
I watched the expression on my dads chiseled face as his nose wrinkled in disgust.
Is it me? I thought sadly to myself. I was dirty. Always dirty. My raven hair was a tangled mess unlike his long beautiful soft brown locks, my cheeks stained with dust, my clothes wrinkled even though they had been fine yesterday, and I had not showered this week yet. I stank, my little potty stank. And even though I grew use to the smell quickly, daddy always seemed to hate it. Something about this small space made everything seem dirty, I couldn't help it. Maybe that's another reason Hanabi and Neji don't come down often anymore, it's to smelly. And they are both always so clean.
"You stink Hinata, get up and get some new clothes to wear." It was time for a shower.
Showers would probably make anyone else feel happy and clean, but not me. He always touched me in ways I didn't like, sometimes it hurt. It made me feel dirtier.
"Y-yes d-daddy." I said meekly, stuttering quietly in a way that made him glare at me.
With a gulp I walked slowly to my little plastic bin of clothes and grabbed out my favorite ones. Sleeping in these tonight would make me feel better because it was a birthday gift from Hanabi and Neji. The shirt was striped purple and white and went down to my knees and the sleeves past my hands so I could curl them into my palms. The dark purple pants went down to my ankles, but they were soft and fuzzy. Next I grabbed my blue panties and the stupid bra. Hanabi got it for me because she said I really needed one for how big my chest was. I didn't like it and wished my chest would disappear, but she said it was a girl thing I had to live with like that week I always bleed down there.
He grabbed me up harshly by the arm and I couldn't stop the little whimper that escaped my lips. With a heavy tired sigh he pushed me out of the room and into the dingy basement. It was filled with paint cans, a dryer and washer that would make scary noises at night. The door to upstairs was open I felt a bit of joy. Upstairs was always so clean and white, a little intimidating, but the vast space seemed almost exotic.
My feet touched the tiled floor out the door and I shivered. Daddy grabbed my wrist and led me down the back hall where he had a bathroom built just for me to. It had things Hanabi would buy, things for girls. The hall itself was long and white and in the middle was an open door with steam coming out from the shower.
"Come on." He growled out almost impatiently and he pushed me in. "Get undressed."
He watched. I hated when he watched, his eyes critically studying my body while I undressed and threw my clothes into a little hamper. Not wanting to displease him I stood there in my birthday suit, his pale eyes looking over my thing body.
Am I ugly daddy? Do you not love me? Despite being scared of him, I did want his praise for something. Anything!
Of course he never answered my hidden please for love and started to unbutton his white shirt, then his jeans. Layer after layer he reviled his body to me. When he was done I tried not to look down, that thing scared me. Should it scare me? He motioned me into the shower.
My eyes traveled down to the bottom of the white tub, just gazing while the water swirled down the drain. The hot water felt nice on my sore body and it numbed my hearing so I didn't have to hear daddy as he got closer, and closer to me. Washing my hair with his harsh hands tugging and pulling. When his hands covered in soap slid down my body, covering me, touching, pinching. He touched down there and I closed my eyes tight. The steam rushing through my body, the heat burning my skin and nose.
Stop!
Suddenly I found myself slammed against the wall painfully making me gasp. Water flew down my throat choking me and I sputtered. He never said a word, but he started to grunt. What was he rubbing on my butt? I s was hard and warm, I didn't like it. He started to grunt more.
None of this was familiar anymore. Being slammed around, yes, that was familiar. But never had I heard such a primal grunt from him, something that tore into me and made me shiver.
"Hitomi..." He whispered dreamily, as if I wasn't there.
"I'm H-Hinata..." I whispered quietly trying to stop my shivering in case he got mad. Somewhere in the back of my mind I briefly recalled my mommy's name.
A thick hand went over my mouth, pulling my head back on to his shoulder letting the shower water falling into my vision. He leaned against me, his heavy chest on my back. "Be quiet." He hissed. That thing poked my back and my world went black.
The wall was slippery to my hands and then it was gone from my touch, I pushed back against my daddy and we fell out of the wet tub and on to the ground with a large wet smack! Something cracked behind me and I felt daddy's hands go limp allowing me to crawl off his body.
Oh no! I killed daddy!
When I tried to open my mouth to scream, only a little strangled yelp sounded out. I bent down on my knees, my hand over my body and I gingerly poked daddy's wet chest with my other hand. His body was warm and hot and strangely flushed, but his chest moved up and down slowly.
Good! I didn't kill him! I thought to myself.
A bit of red caught my eye on the bright floor and I recognized it as blood. For a second I could only stare at the little pool of blood in fascination as it spilled from behind daddy's head. This man was almost like kami, I had never seen him bleed and had never known him to bleed.
The I realized that as soon as he woke up, I would be in big trouble. Oh, what do I do, what to I do? Looking over I saw my clothes bundled on the sink and that second decided everything. I had to run and just keep running. He would be to mad when he woke up and I didn't want to be hurt. My eyes fell on the window, a tree scratched at it. Outside, outside I could find a safe place to hide.
Rushing around the water puddles and over my daddy's body I grabbed a white fluffy towel and wiped down my body not bothering with my hair. In my haste I slipped and fell flat on to his thick chest, pausing in horror, but all he did was grunt. Standing up shakily I made an attempt at dressing, slowly dragging on each article of clothing keeping a wary eye on the man.
When I had my clothes on I slowly walked over him again, silently opening the door with the steam flying out behind me. No body would be here, he only brought me to the shower when no one was here. Turning around I gave one last look at my father. He lay there like a fallen idol, so weak, almost peaceful even. He didn't seem so scary, but I knew better. He would be so mad and my only chance to live this moment was to run and run very fast.
Pushing my tired and weak legs I ran down the halls, heading out on instinct for the door. I didn't pause to check my surrounding and when the cool metal door knob was in my hands, I didn't hesitate to pull open the door to a world I had never seen. White. The world outside was white and cold. A creak in the house startled me and I rushed out into it, down the freezing grounds, through the hard blowing winds, watching the sky blend into edge of my vision as if it was trying to hug earth.
I never paused to enjoy or marvel at my first time outside, I just ran.
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"Naruto!" My mother called me from a wonderful dream of ramen heaven.
I groaned and leaned my head under the covers. Already the bright morning sun was shining through my open curtains. Why did she insist on waking me up? There was no school, no karate training, nothing! I just want to sleep and hope I get what I want for Christmas-
I jumped out of bed. "It's Christmas! O shoot!" I yelled as my blue covers tangled around my legs causing me to come crashing hard on the ground.
"Aw come on! I'm trying to get downstairs!" I kicked at the covers trying to get them off, scooting back on my hands and over my floor covered with my dirty cloths. "Off you monster!" I bumped into the dresser, causing my karate trophies to fall.
"Damn!"
Someone was laughing loudly at me. I turned around to see my mother holding herself on the door frame with one hand, the other wrapped around her stomach. Her long red hair swayed down, her normally dark blue eyes were closed as laughing tears flew down her cheeks. Eventually no noise came from her laughs as she patted her green dress as if to say 'air! air!'
"You shouldn't cuss Naruto." My dad walked in behind her, placing a gentle hand on my mothers shoulder in the hopes of calming her down some, his right hand trailed through his long light blond hair. His smile was kind as he gazed at me with sky blue eyes.
"Kushina, you also shouldn't laugh at our son." She stood up straight and took deep breaths wiping away the tears before holding my dad's hand.
I pouted. "Yeah, you shouldn't laugh at your kid mom!"
She grinned sheepishly. "Can't I enjoy a good laugh?" I shook my head and she giggled. "You know I love you Naruto! Or else that present downstairs could be for someone else." She twirled her head and kissed my dad lightly on the lips and he smiled joyfully.
"Do you want new game Minato? It doesn't seem Naruto wants it." He smiled back at her.
"I would love it! What a good Christmas morning this is!" Dad ran off down the stairs calling over his shoulder.
"No!" I pushed off the blankets and plowed past my mom nearly ramming a hole in the wall as I slammed into it trying to pull my self down the stairs.
"Naruto!"
"Sorry!"
"Oh! Look, a new game thing! Ah! And ramen coupons!" My dad called out.
"Hey dad, those are mine!" I rushed down the stairs, my feet pounding the soft sand colored carpet. "Let 'em go!"
Running into the living room I found my father sitting happily in a small pile of presents. His orange shirt shone in the morning light streaming though the window. I rushed to tackle him. Dad grabbed me by my shoulders and pulled my tackle around so that he had me pinned to the ground.
"No wrestling inside boys. To many breakables."
"Yes ma'am!" We chorused, sitting back up and occasional pushing each other back and forth from time to time.
"So Naruto," My dad grinned, "merry Christmas."
Mom handed me two presents and kissed my forehead causing me to shit about in my place, a little embarrassed. "Merry Christmas baby."
"Merry Christmas!" I grinned.
I loved my mom and dad. Our family wasn't big, but it was loving. Mom's family had died in a house fire while she was here in Konoha for college and dad was orphaned as a teenager during his middle school years. So we may not be the biggest family around, but sometimes I liked to think we may just be the happiest. My mom and dad taught me to treasure every moment with the family I had, even the bad moments and the fights. I was thankful for my life.
Pretending to still be surprised even though I knew what they had gotten me, I opened my green wrapped presents while my parents opened theirs. Inside one was a Wii and two new games, Mario Kart and Donkey Kong. The other was a small box of Ichiraku Ramen coupons. Of course I had to get some new clothes, but that was okay. After cleaning up our mess of wrappers dad unfolded the couch into a bed form -I loved the pull out couch- and we lay down to watch movies.
In all retrospect it was a rather boring Christmas. The occasional jokes and teasing or scolding, a feast on ramen and turkey with pie for desert, some movies to watch. But I liked it, I liked being close to my parents and sharing moments like this with just us. Dad was a cop and was gone a lot and mom owned a dojo which sometimes kept her a little more busy than I liked. The calm times like these were just great.
"Where's Kyuubi?" Mom suddenly asked.
"Mmm," Dad wrapped an arm around mom as they leaned into each other. I laid on the front of the bed spread out. "Naruto?"
Jumping out of the pull out bed I ran to the back door. "Sorry!" I yelled out, tripping over my own feet to open the back door. Kyuubi had woken me last night to go outside, I guess I forgot to leave open the dog door.
"Ooops." Opening the back door I found my ever clever pet fox had curled up near the heater. He glared at me with his orange eyes. "Hey buddy! I leaned down and grinned sheepishly from my step by the door, shivering as the winds chilled my bare back.
Holding out a hand I tried to reason with the fox who looked ready to pounce. "Come on Kyuubi,let bygones be bygones?"
Before I could blink he used his fast speed to tackle my to the ground, cold paws walking all over my chest. "Hey you stupid fox!" I shouted while he jumped away with a rather smug look on his fox face before rushing off to cower behind my mothers protection. Kyuubi was big and would probably kick me off my spot of the pull out couch.
Shivering I sat up and brushed off the stray snow before walking around to the living room. I found the fox curled in my spot with my moms feet resting comfortably on him.
"Naruto?" My dad smiled knowingly.
I shrugged and rubbed the back of my blond hair sheepishly. "Hey, since he stole my spot, mind if I go out real quick? I forgot to give Sasuke's special present for Sakura to him. I was supposed to hide it...but you know... I forgot to give it back and he needs it tonight." I stuck my tongue out, "I just gotta go ahead and return it. Ha! Ya know, before I forget."
Mom though it over. "Sure."
"Yeah!" I rushed up the stairs and grabbed my clothes to wear. A long-sleeved orange shirt from my closet with some black pants pulled off my messy floor and my old tennis shoes. I searched around for my orange and black jacket before I spotted it on the door knob.
"That teme will never let me live it down if I forget to give it to him."
For a second I did a weird hop like dance while putting on my socks and shoes, grabbing a little box from my dresser before I slammed into the bathroom. I stared at myself in the mirror for a second and grinned. My cheeks had three little whisker birthmarks and my eyes were sky blue. My hair was a bright blond and wild as my dads. It wasn't as long yet, but I hopped to grow it out a little to match his. Quickly I brushed my teeth before banging down the stairs again.
"Bye mom! See ya dad!"
"Later!" I paused at the door before calling back over my shoulder.
"Don't eat all my ramen!"
Once outside I sowed down my pace a little to watch for ice patches. Konoha was having a nice snowy winter this year and there had already been a few accidents caused by the ice, or so granny Tsunade tells me. I thought it made everything very clean-looking though. The snow was also fun to play in and me and dad had made five different snow men already.
Blowing air out through my cheeks I grinned as it turned into white mist, letting the calm wind blow it out from me. Icy air stung my cheeks and nose, my ears guarded just ever so slightly by my hair. I stretched out as if to embrace the world and called out happily to the clean white world.
"Hello Konoha!" My voice echoed down the streets.
Already I could see the Uchiha compound coming up in my view. Sasuke lived about eight blocks from my house. His family was a clan family owning a large military business and since old times the family lived near the same area, dubbing it the 'Uchiha Compound'. There were a few placed like that here in Konoha. The 'Hyuga Estate' was closer to the center of town in their almost secluded little world of businesses of downtown. The 'Akamichi Clan' owned a lived in a culanary part of town where the bests restaurants were. The 'Yaminaka Clan' a flower business around the area and the 'Nara Clan' a herb business as well as owning the libabry and more members worked as council, strategists and what not. Many family's had such businesses around here.
The Christmas lights shone little smudge lights against the snow and I decided not to ruin the celebration in the Uchiha mansion near the center of the district. Instead I left the little box in the mail slot and walked away.
Eh, I'll just text him when I get back home.
Deciding to stop into the Ino-Sika-Cho area, where most of their businesses were held, I figured I would pick my mom up some flowers for the dinner table tonight. We were inviting granny Tsunade, Shizune, pervy Jiraiya, and Kakashi who didn't really have much else to do tonight. I took the bus and happily heated myself up inside, staring intently at the new falling snow outside.
Then my blue eyes spotted something trudging through the snow. Normally I would have thought of it as nothing. The bus I was taking traveled through the bad end of town first before going into the city-wide part and it could have been anything from a gangster to a homeless person. Still, this bad feeling fell to the pit of my gut and I pushed the stop button on the side of the bus.
It screeched loudly to a halt and the back doors opened. Jumping down my feet landed with a stiff crunch on the snow-covered sidewalk. I looked around. Businesses were closed for Christmas day, making the streets seem dead and ghostly because of how damaged and old most of the buildings looked. Trudging slowly through the snow I scanned the alleys for what I thought I saw.
Always trust your gut. Right dad? I mentally told myself. Making it to a quiet ally between an old movie store and a new looking fast food place, I found the spot I thought something was in. Squinting I gazed around and my look fell about a crouched shadow far back in the corner.
"Hey, you okay back there?"
Whatever was in the back whimpered pitifully, standing suddenly and edging farther back. A girl, the figure was a girl.
"I won't hurt you!" I called back, holding my hands high above my head. "Come on out, it'll be fine."I stood there still as possibly in hopes the girl would come out, the air feeling crisp and cold.
Slowly she edged out into the light so I could see her. I couldn't help but gap. She was a tiny girl, thin, but probably no older than me around fifteen or sixteen. Her hands were wrapped rightly around her arms as she shivered from the cold, her hair was wet and damp, fuzzy pj pants soaked and her bare feet looked a freezing blue. I gazed at her more closely as she shuffled up wearily. He lips were blue, pale skin red from the intense cold.
She looked terrified of me so I pulled off my best smile. Poor girl looks abused! Who would do this! Inside I fumed.
"Hey, I'm Naruto. I promise not to hurt you," I reached up and unzipped my jacket. "What's your name?"
Her pale white eyes gazed over me wide and uncertain, tearfully checking my over. I took of my jacket and held it by my side.
"H-he d-d-didn't s-sen-nd you?" She whispered quietly. I shook my head.
"I'm just worried you might be hurt, can I help you?" Her eyes look like that boy at my school. Neji, Neji Hyuga.
She shivered. "Do you want to go home." This time she fell down on her butt in the snow, a loud little shrill 'eep' from her lips.
Okay, that's a no.
"Don't worry!" I rushed to her side and bent by her, careful not to touch her to suddenly and making sure she could see my hands reach out to her. "I won't take you there then. What's your name again. Remember, I'm Naruto."
I placed the jacket around her shoulders and slowly zipped it up. Still she shivered. "H-Hinata..." She mumbled quietly, sniffling a bit. "M-my na-ames Hinata."
"That's a pretty name, do you mind if I pick you up Hinata? I'll take you someplace warm and we'll get you something to eat. The works." Her eyes looked into mine, they were pretty, like the snow itself. "Your eyes are so pretty."
Her shoulders relaxed a some and the hands under the jacket moved to clutched it closer. A tiny smile graced her tired face. "O-okay."
Gently I lifted her into my arms, letting her squeeze into my arms for warmth. Her head fell on to my chest. "I promise, I won't hurt you ever Hinata."
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So, while writing this I realized one-shots kinda suck. So I will be making it a two shot! Possibly three, then thats it I promise! I'll upload it fast so there will be no wait, and by the 2nd or 3rd chapter, it'll be all done.
I've decided where you can make a great story with a one-shot, you just can't get it all in, it seems to rushed and sudden. So here goes nothing!
Please review!
Thanks you my 100 reviews for AH! XD