Docile
Summary: Hinata is a young maid working for the Uzumaki household. One day she is given as gift to a lone bachelor much too his dislike. One is broken, and the other is slowly fading away. Can these two possibly find love in each other?
Chapter One
The sound of an aggravating bell rang mindlessly throughout the household. A young maiden, Hinata, was pinned against the wall, that was decorated with a green and lavish Victorian wallpaper.
"Sir, Madam is calling me." She tried to move away, but the young lad refused to move, instead he had a smudge smirk on his face each time she tried to move.
"Now, now Hinata," his voice was raspy, "do you really have to go?" he asked in a babylike voice.
Hinata, a pale skin beauty, held her breath when the man decided he would nibble on her neck. Her face reddened as she felt the hotness of his breath and the wetness of his saliva running down her shoulders. His soft hands slithered their way to her breast and began to fondle them as if they were the softest things he had ever felt. When he was going to pull the dull looking kimono off her shoulder, the door swung open.
"Hinata! Didn't you hear me requesting your assistance!"
Hinata stared at her master with a look asking for her help.
"You nasty girl!" She hissed. "Why are you seducing my son?"
"Madam!" Hinata shouted as she found the strength to push the boy away. "I would never betray you." She went on her knees. "Please, trust me." Her head was lowered, and her purplish/blackish hair fell over.
The red hair woman gripped the maid's chin, closing the gap between the two.
Hinata trembled by the gaze her master bestowed upon her.
"Mama, why did you have to butt in?" The red boy crossed his arms.
The woman stared at her golden son, Yuki. He was a pale skin fifteen-year-old boy, with firey red hair. His eyes were a dark green color, the color of fresh green grass and he always wore a mischievous grin.
She let go of Hinata chin and smiled. "Now, Yuki. You wouldn't want to lose anything to this dirty whore. So, please find Yoko. You two have music lessons within less than hour."
Yuki grumbled something inaudible as he pushed pass his way.
After he left the room, Saya faced Hinata again who was standing up.
"Don't you touch my precious boy." She hissed. "You may have made a fool out of my husband, but you're not going to lay a hand on my son… any of them." She jabbed her in her collar bone.
Hinata flinched with each jabbed and her eyes begun to water.
"Go make me some tea." Saya said before exiting the room.
"Yes, Madam."
Hinata rushed out of the kitchen with the cup of tea in hand.
"Here you go, Madam." She was panting, and little beads of sweat formed on her forehead.
Saya looked at the cup of tea that was placed on a mini brown table next to her.
"Some cake." She mumbled.
"Ye, Madam." Hinata bowed. She quickly fled the room to fetch the cake her master desired.
Hinata nearly dropped the slice of strawberry cake on the floor when she heard the bell screaming.
"Yes, Madam." Hinata placed the cake next to the cup of tea that sat in an elegant Victorian cup. "Here is your cake."
"I need more sugar."
Hinata smiled weakly. "Yes, Madam."
"The tea is cold now due to your slowness. Make me another."
"Why did you use this tea! Make another."
"The ants got on the cake you stupid girl. Fetch me another."
"Are you trying to kill me by putting in all this sugar."
"You know how much I hate this teacup. Throw it away and make me another."
"Do you know what time it is! Dinner should be serve. Why would you bring me tea and cake during this time of the hour?"
Hinata staggered in her room and place her slender fingers on her forehead. Her face was flushed, and her body was hot.
"Don't worry, Hanabi." She whispered. "You would never have to do this for as long as I live."
"What do you mean our money is low?" Saya glared at her husband. "I thought you said that deal was a deal of a life time."
The man rubbed his temple. "Shit!" He slammed his hands on the study table, making the objects move out of place.
"What are we going to do about the money?" Saya questioned. "That was everything we had!"
Her husband, Sebastian, a Chinese/Japanese man, paced back and forth. "I think it's time we take matters into our own hands."
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"I want some strawberry lemonade."
Hinata returned to the kitchen and sigh.
"Things will change, trust me." Melody, the cook, said.
"I don't think they ever will, Melody."
Melody, was a plump lady, with shoulder length blue hair. She has been working for the Uzumaki's for almost twenty years.
"You're smart and beautiful and not many girls can read and write like you." Melody said.
Hinata smiled at the comment. "Thank you."
"Hinata!"
Melody and Hinata turned their heads towards the kitchen door and was met with a red hair girl, Karin, the one who requested the strawberry lemonade. She looked around the kitchen in disgust.
It was smaller in size and had a gas stove in the corner. The kitchen was painted green and had a broken-down table in the center for the maids/servants to eat on.
"While you chat, I'm out there parched!" she gritted her teeth. "My family isn't paying you to idle around. Get your ass out there with my drink."
"Now, now Karin." Melody sang. "Young ladies shouldn't use vulgar words like that." She scolded her. "How would your future husband react to such a haughty wife?"
Karin folded her arms and pouted. "I'm not in the mood for lemonade." She muttered before making her leave.
"Thank you." Hinata said. "I could never talk to her like that."
Hinata was amazed.
"That's what happen when you've been working her4 for twenty years." Melody threw some flour on the dough. "I practically helped raise that girl." She reminisced. "Trust me when I tell you, she was never like that. She was shy and sweet, but when he brother came back from war… he or she were no longer the same."
"How was he before?" Hinata questioned.
Melody kneaded the dough. "Charismatic, charmer, and well-mannered. Now he's stoic." She sighed. "So young…" she mumbled.
Hinata's ears wiggled at the sound of the bell. "I'll talk to you later, Melody."
Melody smiled. "Take care, Hinata."
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"You were the last person in my room. Where is my pendant?" Saya interrogated Hinata who had her arms outstretched.
"I didn't touch it, Madam. I would never steal from you." Hinata pleaded. Her arms were on fire.
Saya eyes sharpened. "You're a liar and a whore. Why should I believe anything you say? You waltz in her with a cocky attitude and seduce my husband, my son, and now you're stealing from me." She paced back and forth.
"I didn't-
Hinata pulled back her hands and stared at her master shockingly. She held her hands and tried to soothe her fingers, that were now turning a red color.
"I don't like liars. Now did you steal my pendant?" Saya questioned as she stared at the long stick in her hands longingly.
"Madam, I did not."
Hinata insisted she was not the culprit, but Saya refused to believe her.
"Hold out your hands." She commanded.
Hinata was trembling in the corner. "Madam." She pleaded. "I did-
"Now!"
Hinata outstretched her trembling arms. Little tears gathered in the corner of her eyes and the harsh stick contacted her skin.
Hinata whimpered as the beating never stopped, and soon her hands were covered in red stripes.
"Maybe this will teach you a lesson." Saya said exhausted. She threw the stick on the red carpet and turned her back on Hinata, who was still trembling in the corner.
"I don't need a thief in my house." Saya said. "I should let you go."
Hinata eyes widened. "Please." She dropped to her knees. "I need this job, I can't go back." She cried out.
Saya glared at Hinata. "Then admit you stole it."
Hinata chewed the bottom of her lips. "Yes, Madam. I s-
"Mama, look at what I found in Mito's room." Karin said walking into the room. She held a silver brooch, with a diamond in the center, between her fingers.
"Give this to me." Saya said snatching it out of her daughter's fingers. She examined the brooch and smiled. But it quickly faded when she turned to Hinata, who was wiping the tears from her eyes.
"Wash yourself up and make me some tea."
Hinata nodded her head and scurried out the room.
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"Madam, your nephew has arrived." Haku, a pretty servant boy said.
"Ah, Naruto is here." Saya said smiling. "Bring him in. Bring him in."
She was sitting down on her soft cushioned chair, sewing, when Haku interrupted her.
Saya lifted the little silver bell from the brown oak table and rang the bell as if her life depended on it.
Hinata entered the room, panting. "Yes, Madam."
"What took you so long?" She asked. She hadn't bothered to look at Hinata.
"I was cleaning the bathroom in the far eat as you requested."
"Wash your hands and make me and my nephew some tea. Also, bring some sandwiches. Now."
Hinata bowed.
"Hurry!"
She quickly exited the room.
"Madam, Mr. Uzumaki is here." Haku said moving out of the way.
Saya got up slowly. "Thank you Haku, you may leave."
The pretty boy bowed before making his leave.
"Naruto, oh my. You've grown quite a bit." Saya said as she hugged her nephew briefly.
"Likewise." He said.
The young boy, who was no older than twenty, had blonde shaggy hair and sharped blue eyes.
"Come now. Sit." Saya ushered him to the cushioned chair opposite from hers. The blonde sat and stared at his aunt.
"Why have you summoned me here?" he questioned with a bored expression.
"I just wanted to see how my only nephew was doing. It's been quite a while since I last saw you."
"Madam." Hinata was holding a silver tray with two teacups and some sandwiches.
"Am I the only one in here?" Saya said raising her eyebrow.
Hinata placed the tray on the table and turned to the young man sitting. "I'm sorry." She bowed. "Good day, sir."
Naruto didn't respond, instead he fanned her off.
"Dust in here, Hinata! Make yourself useful."
Hinata bowed. "Yes, Madam."
She started to clean the fire place, while Saya and her nephew spoke briefly.
"I'm doing fine." Naruto told her. His eyes lingered to Hinata who dusting the fireplace.
He studied the petite girl who was concentrating on making sure the room was clean. Her gray kimono tried to cling onto her shoulders, but it was a little big on her, so she had to keep sliding it up.
"Hinata, go help Haku in the garden." Saya commanded.
"Yes, Madam." Hinata bowed. "Good day, sir."
"Naruto, when are you going to hire some servants or maids to help you in that big old house."
"I can take care of myself." He responded.
"Who is going to cook for you? You're a young man, you shouldn't be cooking. That's a woman's job." Saya smiled.
Naruto smirked. "So, what does that make you?"
Saya sipped her tea, while glaring at Naruto. "Why don't you take one my maids."
"Auntie, I really don't need anyone right now. I prefer to be by myself." The young lad said as he got up from the cushioned chair.
Saya was amused by the stoic boy. Her thin lips curled up. "Well, your eyes haven't left her since she entered the room." She responded playfully.
Naruto cleared his throat. "I'm a young man with hormones. Of course, I would look at anything that has breast and a vagina."
Saya scrunched up her face revealing some wrinkles that outlined her forehead.
"That's very vulgar of you, Naruto." She sipped on the tea. "Is that your view of women?"
Naruto smiled sweetly at her, which made Saya in turn, smile. "That's what your husband thinks too."
Saya smile was replaced with a dirty look. "Nephew, this will be a gift from me to you. Take the girl. She's a good cook and clean. I will have her sent to you by tonight."
Naruto turned his back on her and said, "If you send her to me, I'll have her sleeping outside in the cold."
Before Saya could respond, he left the room. She gritted her teeth. "Hinata!"
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She held Hinata's cheek. "Now you do whatever he says. If I hear a complaint from you or he sends you back here, I will fire you and make sure your sister pays."
Hinata eyes widened. "I will do my best, Madam."
"Starting tonight, he'll be your new master."
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Hinata stared at the gigantic household and took a deep breath.
"Who could be knocking at my door at this time?"
He opened the double doors and glared at the young maiden standing there. She bowed.
"Madam has sent me to serve you, Mister Namikaze."
"I told her not to send you. Go back. "He said shooing her away. "This woman never quits." He mumbled. "Why are you still here?" Naruto questioned. "Go. Now." He said harshly.
"Ah, but she told me to assist you and follow your commands." Hinata bowed.
He crossed his arms and smirked. "Is that so?" He made his way towards her, which made her step back. He stepped outside and circled around her. He played with her long hair before making his way in front of her. "You have to do anything I say?"
"Yes…" she said rather unsurely.
The sky rumbled, and the rain poured down on the city, pounding on the rooftops. The front porch, where the two stood, was now wet and slippery. A gust of wind blew back and forth, and the sky turned gray and sad.
"Then sleep outside!" He slammed the door in her face.
Hinata jumped when he slammed the door. Surely, he was joking… right?
Naruto held the candles in his right hand and made his way to the window. He stared out the window and gazed at the sad sky.
The rain didn't ease.
He sighed.
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Hinata quickly got up, when the door interrupted her from her nap.
Naruto was taken back when he saw the girl dusting herself off.
"Why are you still here?" he questioned. He stared at the girl shockingly.
She was wet, and her hair stuck to her face. The kimono was sliding off her, and one side of her face was covered in dirt and pebbles.
"I'm here to serve you, Mister Namikaze." She bowed.
Naruto chuckled. "Are you serious?" he deadpanned. "You slept outside like I told you? Are you docile?"
"I'm only doing with Madam is telling me. You're my new master." She said meekly.
"Then leave. Go back to her."
Hinata shook her head. "I'll do anything but that." She chewed on her lip.
"Why?"
"I need this job, sir." She whispered.
"Then go back."
"I cannot." She refused to budge.
"Then stay there for all I care, but you will not step foot in my house!" he said slamming the door. He walked past the girl and walked down the long pavement.
"Auntie!" Naruto said making his way into the Uzumaki manor.
"Cousin!" Karin was surprised. "It's been so long."
She ran up to Naruto to give him a hug. "How have you been?"
"Where is Auntie?"
"She's in the dinning room."
Naruto brushed past her and stood before his aunt.
"Are you enjoying the new maid?" She sipped on her tea. "I must admit, I miss her a little bit. She made some excellent tea."
"If that's the case, then take her." He raised his voice. "I told you I didn't want anyone. I can do this by myself." He swung his arm.
"Naruto, how nice of you to join us." Sebastian said.
Sebastian, a Chinese/Japanese man had black hair and slanted eyes. He was in his fifties, but was still fit and youthful.
"Take her back." Naruto demanded.
"What is he talking about?" Sebastian was curious.
"She gave me one of her maids." Naruto said as he ran his finger through his golden locks.
"Which maid did you give him?"
"Hinata." She replied.
Sebastian eyes narrowed. "Why would you give him Hinata?"
"He took a liking to her." She said ignoring the gaze of the angry man.
"How can you give away someone I hired? Sebastian growled.
"Now, Naruto. The girl is poor and needs the money. Her sister is in a boarding school which is being paid by Hinata's wages. She's been through a lot and could desperately use the money. I haven't grown fond of her, so if you send her back here, I will fire her." Saya said putting some sugar in her tea. "Not sure if she'll live long. Do you see how skinny she is?" Saya smirked.
Naruto exit the Uzumaki manor.
"What the hell are you thinking?" Sebastian slammed his hand on the table.
Saya scoffed. "I know what you do to her when I'm not around. You're so shameless."
"What I do is none of your concern!"
"It is my concern!" She raised her voice. "I am your wife and the mother of your children. If I feel fit to release someone because you can't keep your dick in your pants, I will do so."
Sebastian huffed.
"And besides, the plan is being put into motion." Saya reminded him. "We're going to use her to get the Namikaze's fortune." She said before placing the tea cup to her mouth.
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Naruto stared at the maiden who was standing on his front door. She was petite with long dark hair, and bangs the framed her face. Her face was sunken, but it still captivated her beauty. Her soft lips were tainted pink and her round lavender eyes still showed hints of playfulness for a girl of nineteen.
Naruto walked past her and opened the door to the Namikaze manor.
"Grab your stuff." He muttered.
She grabbed the chest piece and struggled to drag it into the manor. Naruto let out a long sigh as he took the chest piece full of her belongings from her.
"If you're going to send me a maid, why couldn't she make it a strong one." He mumbled.
"Mister Namikaze, please let me do this." Hinata said.
Naruto glared at her silencing her.
"I'm sorry." She whispered.
Hinata was in a trance as she looked around the house. In the center of the household was a chandelier that hung from the ceiling and a large circular rug that was placed in the center.
A mahogany stair case, that had a red rug, split into two parts to different sections of the house.
She followed him through some narrow corridors, until he stopped in front of a door carved with petals.
"This is where you'll stay." He said pushing the door open.
Hinata stared in awe at the room. It was covered in tatami rug and a futon that looked soft and cozy.
"Refrain from making too much ruckus. I hate unnecessary noise. If I am sleeping, do not bother me unless it is urgent. You are to come when I call you, no matter the task you are doing and when I tell you stay out of my way. You do so."
Hinata nodded her head.
"Auntie says you're a good cook?"
"Yes, Mist-
Naruto raised his hand. "My name is Naruto."
Hinata eyes widened. "Yes, Mister Naruto Na-
"No. Are you stupid?"
She flinched by the harshness in her voice.
He sighed when he noticed her flinching. "Call me Naruto."
"But sir… that seems so-
"You are to do what I say! Why are you questioning me? Aren't you supposed to be docile?"
Hinata bowed. "I'm sorry, N… Naruto."
He pinched his nose in frustration. "When you are done washing up, I want some food, ramen preferably."
"Yes... M-. Uh, Naruto."
"Hurry up."
"Yes, Yes."
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Hinata stared at the stove which was covered in cobb webs. In fact, the whole kitchen was covered in cobwebs and dirt.
Naruto stared at the clock and tapped his fingers on the table impatiently.
"No wonder auntie didn't take a liking to her. She is so slow." He mumbled.
He laughed. "I can't believe she suckered me into taking this girl."
"Mi- Naruto, sir. Your food is ready." Hinata said holding a tray of food.
"You're very slow, Hinata." Naruto commenced.
"I do apologize, but the kitchen was a little dirty and I didn't feel comfortable cooking food for you in such a dirty kitchen."
"I see. You're considerate."
Hinata blushed. "Ah, thank you."
She placed the silver tray on a tray holder and placed the bowl of ramen in front of him. She also placed a chopstick on the paper towel and filled a small glass with sake. In a separate smaller silver tray, she placed some slice cooked pork in front of him, and steamed vegetables and egg.
Naruto was amazed by the food in front of him. 'Did I have all this food in there?' he thought.
"Enjoy, Naruto." She said bowing.
Naruto place the chopsticks between his fingers.
"Aren't you going to eat?" Naruto asked, tilting his head to the side.
Hinata had to admit, he looked like a small child when he did so. "I'm supposed to wait until master is finish eating."
"Why?" he was baffled. "You made me my food, so eat?"
"If it is your wish…" she was about to turn back to the kitchen.
"Where are you going?" his voice echoed throughout the empty room.
"Ah, did you need something?" she said making her way towards his side.
"Aren't you going to eat?" he questioned.
"Yes sir."
"So, where are you going?"
"To… eat?" Hinata was confused. "Do you not like the food?"
"It's looks wonderful, but I thought you were going to eat."
"I am, sir."
Naruto furrowed his eyebrows. "So, where were you going?" he raised his voice.
"To eat in the kitchen…" she trailed off.
"Why are you going in the kitchen to eat?" Naruto asked as he pulled the chopsticks apart.
"That is where the maids eat, sir."
"Oh, okay. Go ahead." Naruto said fanning her away.
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Naruto sat on the cushioned sofa and studied Hinata who was dusting off the fire place and furniture. Hinata felt his eyes wondering on her, but she was used to people staring at her.
"That's an ugly kimono." He remarked.
Hinata stopped what she was doing and bowed. "I'm sorry."
"Stop bowing. It's annoying."
"Yes sir."
"You couldn't get use to calling me Naruto, so now you're saying sir." He grinned playfully.
"I'm sorry… Naruto."
"How fast are you, Hinata?"
Hinata was startled by the sudden questions. She shifted uncomfortably. "I'm not sure."
He smirked sadistically. "Fetch me some music sheets on the second floor, fifth room on the right. Now."
"Yes."
"You have two minutes to bring me my things."
Hinata rushed up the stairs, holding her kimono to keep it from falling off her. She was lost at first, but she found the room.
She was impressed. It had a single oval window, and was outlined with a forest green paint. There was a bookshelf filled with scrolls and books. Hinata looked around the room in search for any music sheets. She smiled when she found it and rushed down the stairs and into the room Naruto was in.
"Tsk. Tsk." He said. "Not fast at all."
"I'm sorry… I got lost on the way."
Naruto snatched the sheet music from her hand and stared at them. He threw them on the floor. "Fetch me another and clean up this mess."
"Is there a particular kind of sheet music you're looking for, sir?" Hinata said kneeling down to pick up the sheet music.
"Anything as long as it isn't that." He looked at her with a bored expression. "Why are you still here? Get going!"
Hinata panted as she held on the wall for support. The house was larger than her mistress house, and had a lot more rooms. She slid on the floor and placed her head between her knees. She was breathing heavily, and the tears gathered in the corner of eyes.
Her hands trembled as she wiped her tears. "I want to die."
"Sister."
Hinata eyes widened. She shook that thought away. "I can't. Not now." She whispered.
She was burning up like a furnace. The room felt as if it was spinning.
"Hinata!"
She got up shakenly and entered the room. "Why didn't you come when I called you the first time?" Naruto glared at her. "You're really a stupid maid, huh? You're so slow and useless." He looked out the window and into the garden. "How can you call yourself a maid? I mean look how you look. So sickly, worthless piece of shit. Can't you do anythi-
Naruto eyes widened when he saw Hinata's reflection from the window wobbling. She was about to fall to the ground. He quickly ran up to her and caught her on time.
"Hinata!" Naruto shouted.
He held the petite girl in his arms and gently slapped her cheek. He pulled his hand back when he noticed the girl was burning up.
"Hinata." He said more gently.
She didn't answer. Her large lavender eyes were foggy, and they began to roll back. Naruto got up quickly with her in his arms. He rushed to one of the many bathrooms and filled the white tub with cold water.
Once the tub was filled with water, he picked the girl up and placed her gently in the cold water. "Hinata, wake up." He splashed some water on her. He grabbed a towel and soaked it in the cold water before placing it on her forehead.
Her head bobbed up and down.
"Hinata."
Naruto grabbed her from the tub and ran to one of the guest rooms. He took off her kimono revealing her naked body. She was so skinny, and her ribcages stuck out. He placed some blankets over her and put the cold towel on her forehead. "I'll be back." He said barging out the room.
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"It's a good thing you did what you did."
"Will she be okay?" Naruto said chewing on his lip.
"She will be, thanks to you."
Naruto stared at the fair skin woman, Tsunade and smiled weakly.
"Thank you, old lady." He sighed in relief.
Tsunade glared at the lad. "Give her this when she wakes up." Tsunade said handing him some medicine. "She should stay in bed for a few days before you put her back to work." She said packing her bags.
"Thank you again."
"I thought you fired all of your servants' years ago?"
"I did, but Auntie insisted that I take this one." He sighed. "Look at all the trouble she's making." He said pointing at the girl, who was sleeping.
"Then give her back to that woman."
"I can't."
"Why not?"
"I've been told she's been through a lot." Naruto mumbled.
Tsunade smiled. "Are you finally opening up your heart?" she giggled childishly.
"My heart was never closed."
Tsunade got up and walked past him, "Now you and I both know that's a lie."
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"I'm sorry for all the trouble." Hinata said bowing down. "Please, I'll do better." She said. "Don't let me go." She whimpered.
Naruto was in the parlor of the house when Hinata came in bowing down and pleading.
"Hinata, just get up." He was frustrated.
"Is there anything I can do to please you?"
Naruto eyes narrowed. "What do you mean by that? Please me?"
Hinata looked down.
"Look at me when I'm talking to you!" Hinata's eyes locked with his sharp blue eyes. "What do you mean you'll do anything to please me?"
"I…
Naruto stared at her with disgust, which made Hinata eyes watered.
"Now, Naruto. The girl is poor and needs the money. Her sister is in a boarding school which is being paid by Hinata's wages. She's been through a lot and could desperately use the money. I haven't grown fond of her, so if you send her back here, I will fire her." Saya said putting some sugar in her tea. "Not sure if she'll live long. Do you see how skinny she is?" Saya smirked.
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"She gave me one of her maids." Naruto said as he ran his finger through his golden locks.
"Which made did you give him?"
"Hinata." She replied.
Sebastian eyes narrowed. "Why would you give him Hinata?"
"Ah" Naruto sung, "you sleep around to get what you want?"
Hinata shook her head. "No!"
"That's why auntie didn't take a liking to you." Naruto hummed.
Hinata got up.
"Get back down." Naruto commanded.
She did as she was told.
"So, is this what you do? Play the victim and sleep with marry men or anyone for money? If that's the case, why don't you go to a brothel?"
Hinata squeezed her eyes shut, trying to block the words that were being thrown at her. "I'm not like that."
"Would you have sex with me if I threatened to send you back to my auntie?"
Naruto locked eyes with Hinata once more and the girl had a hurt expression on her face. Somehow, it hurt him to see her defenseless and wounded.
She thought about it many times, but being a maid was so much easier. They rarely fed you in brothels and they were the worse, but at least being a maid means she had a place to sleep, and eat, regardless of the men that were "hands on". She was free to leave in a sense, but she was always somehow bounded.
Naruto kneeled to face her. "That was a little harsh of me. Please don't ever say you'll do anything to please me. I'm not that kind of man, okay?"
She nodded her head. Naruto helped her up and patted her on her head. He felt her soft hair and smelled it. He smiled. A smell he remembered so vivdly.
"Hinata, we need some food."
"Yes sir, I'll get going."
"I'm coming with you." He said taking off his blazer.
"Sir, that is un-
"You were just bedridden, and I don't expect somebody like you to carry those groceries."
Hinata stared at the man shockingly. He wasn't like her other masters. He was different… almost as if he was new to this.
"Let's get going while the sun is out." He said making his way to the door.
"Yes, sir."
He closed the door behind him and the two walked down the pavement and into the town.
"You know Hinata, you should eat more. You're rather thin."
"I'm sorry."
"Why are you apologizing?" Naruto said rolling up the sleeves of his white shirt. "It's not like it is your doing."
"I suppose it isn't."
"Now that we see eye to eye, eat until your heart is content."
Hinata gazed at the young man, his eyes sparkling in the sun, but they were so sharp and cold. His golden bangs brushed back and forth with the wind.
She wondered what made him like this. Cold and distant?
Yes, he acted the same as her previous master/mistress, but he was different. She blinked. That word again.
'Different.' She thought.
Yes, he was different indeed.
He acted cold and selfish, but that wasn't him.
That was not his true personality.
'Things will change, trust me.'
'Melody, I think you're right.' She said to herself. She gazed at the setting sun. 'I believe things will change, for the better.'
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