A sort of variation on THE SLAVE. Just wait, it's pretty good. (At least, I think so)

Konoha had fallen last month. Taken over from the outside, and infiltrated from the inside, Konoha hadn't stood a chance. Everyone had been captured or killed. No one escaped. No one got away. The prisoners had been marched through the gates in hordes, to the Sand. There they were separated into male and female groups. There, with the females, our story begins. In that room is a girl who will face more hardships in her time as a prisoner than any of the others, because she would not bow down to those who would rid her of her decency.

This girl had tried to fight her way out all the way to the Sand. The guards had been ordered not to kill any of the females, but she arrived completely black and blue. However, the guards were not completely unscathed either.

"You know, you could have just given up. No one would have given you any grief." Sakura said, tending to Hinata's numerous wounds. "God, they really beat you up good."

"They have taken us prisoner, Sakura-san. I would not give up without a fight." Hinata's voice was soft now, gentle, not at all reminiscent of the harsh insults she had thrown the guards earlier.

"I still can't believe it. Our allies, the Sand. And Sasuke, having the Sound join in the attack. And here I thought we were so close to having him come back." Sakura sighed, her eyes sad. Patting her shoulder, Hinata smiled at her.

"Thanks, Sakura, I feel much better now. You're a great medic nin." Hinata tried to distract Sakura, but it didn't work. "Why don't you go help Tenten. I hear she got beat up a lot too." Wearily, Sakura stood and walked over to the other side of the room.

Hinata sighed, her body aching. Sakura hadn't been able to do much at all, but others need help more than her. She leaned back against the wall, enjoying how the cool stones felt through her clothes. She became only vaguely aware of those around her, the huddled masses of crying women and girls. She didn't want to see the aftermath of the battle. It couldn't even had been called a war, just a battle. Konoha had fallen quickly. Neji, an infiltrator, had put food poisoning in all of the Hyuuga's food. Hinata had been lucky. She had eaten with the Hokage last night at a formal dinner. Ironically, the dinner had been called by Hinata to discuss her …… suspicions about Neji's odd behavior. The Hokage had been the only woman killed. She was someone for the prisoners to rally around, and that could not be allowed. Hinata knew what they would do next. Half the prisoners would be taken by the Sound, half by the Sand. They would do everything they could to break the spirits of the prisoners, even separate families. Neji and the second infiltrator would be given a choice of which village to go to. Either way, they would live in the highest luxury until they died of old age.

The second infiltrator had been one of the bigger surprises of the attack. Hinata still couldn't believe it. Sure, he had hated most of the people of Konoha for shunning him, but still…… she would never had guessed it would be Naruto who would betray them.

Hinata shook her head vigorously freeing her head of these thoughts. There was no sense in reasoning it out now. She had to face the present, and the future.

Guards entered the room, with two scrolls. One had names of all the women in this room, while the other had jobs for them. They were to be called up one by one and given jobs, then they would perform these jobs for a few days, and then the 'lords' would choose their favorites and take them. This was explained to all of the women in a condescending manner. Hinata remembered that the Sound and Sand do not respect women as Konoha does…..did.

And so they were called, one by one, and given their jobs. Hinata did not pay attention, until she was jolted out of her reverie by her own name. Making her way slowly to the front of the room, Hinata never stopped glaring at the guards.

"She's a pretty one." One guard said lustfully. Hinata's eyes flashed and her expression was one of unadulterated hate.

"Yeah, but vicious too. Look what she did to my hand." This guard Hinata recognized from the trip. She remembered with pride how she had bit him almost to the bone.

"Feisty is another way to describe it. And look at that body."

"She's got nice full curves for a Hyuuga, I must admit. And she's got to be good in bed."

"I wouldn't mind hitting that, that's for sure."

"Shut up both of you. I have decided. You will be a perfect bedwarmer for our Lords." The third guard smirked at her, appraising her body with an impressed look.

"No." Hinata's voice shook with anger, her hands curled into fists. They would not rid her of her modesty too. Never.

"Oh, look, little kitten is shy. Don't worry kitten, they're not that bad in bed." Before the guard could blink the heel of Hinata's palm connected with his nose. Had her muscles not been weakened, his nose would have been shoved into his brain and he would have died. As it was, he just had a badly broken nose.

"You bitch!" He screamed, clutching his face.

"Hahahahaha! See, she's dangerous." Hinata spun around to face this one, and her roundhouse kick hit his groin. He clutched it in pain, his face twisted in utmost agony.

However, before she could turn to face the last one, she felt a needle pierce the skin on her upper arm. A hissing sound and her immediate drowsiness told her that she had just been injected with a sedative. And then everything went black.

She woke up several hours later, just after nightfall. The worst time to wake up, for in just under half-an-hour she would be called for her first night on the job.

"You started a real upheaval, you know. They could have used you as an example." Tenten was leaning over me, her patented hairstyle disheveled, hairs escaping and sticking to her face. "It's almost time to go. I hear if you don't go, they'll send the guards to drag you there."Hinata had never seen Tenten seriously frightened, but somehow the concepts of the guards terrified her.

"Tenten, how can you go along with this? Don't you want to fight?"

"Of course I do, but I can't. Hinata, there are so many guards, and they all have weapons. Besides, what is there left to fight for. Konoha is gone, burned to the ground. We can't go back there."

"We will rebuild. We can be free again."

"Hinata, you have no idea how scary it was to see you fight them up there. The way that guy snuck up on you and stabbed you, and I shook with fear when you collapsed. Your eyes rolled back into you're head, and you looked like you were dying. I-I just ….. I couldn't take it." Tenten was shaking violently. Had Hinata really scared her so much? Was it really that terrifying?

"Hush, calm down now. You'll be fine, don't worry. You don't have to fight, if you don't want to. Besides, you're still recovering. Why don't you tell me what job you got?" Hinata was stroking Tenten's fly-away hairs back now, calming the girl.

"Same as you, unfortunately." Tenten sighed as she realized how late it was. "Come on, I hear they posted the schedule for who you'll ………… visit tonight." And with that Tenten dragged Hinata to the door of their chamber.

Hinata glanced at the list. She first looked at who else shared the room with them. It was four to a room, and they had paired up people who knew each other previously. Because of this, Hinata shared her room with Tenten, Sakura, and Ino. This group was the first to have to 'entertain' (that's how the sheet described it anyway) the 'lords'. Sakura was with Naruto (Naruto's dream come true), Ino was with Sasuke (Ino's dream come true), and Tenten was with Neji. That meant that Hinata was with the homicidal maniac, aka Gaara. Which meant she was going to have to fight her way out again. She was going to have a hell of a lot more bruises in the morning.

Hinata hadn't left on time. She had been planning not to leave at all, but, just like Tenten predicted, the guards came. Apparently Hinata now had a reputation, and they sent eight guards, just in case. By the time Hinata was shoved through Gaara's door each of the guards had at least two bite marks and three scratches. When Hinata fought them, she fought dirty.

After being shoved into the room (and having the door locked too), she could hear them leaving. They had rid her of any hairclip or bobby pins that she could have used the pick the lock. Getting angrier by the second, she spun around to face the room's other occupant, lying across the bed, stark naked!

Gaara began to beckon her forward, but she planted her feet firmly right where she was, and gave him a glare that dared him to try and come closer.

Gaara glared back, and got up to try and drag her to the bed. He noticed how her eyes never left his face, never once strayed down his perfect body, and never stopped glaring. He was only a yard away when she finally spoke.

"Stay the hell away from me." She spat, her voice almost shaking with anger. He simply raised an eyebrow, continuing to try to close the distance between them. He hadn't even realized she'd moved when he felt sharp nails scratch and mar his perfect cheek. In a reflex he reached up and grabbed her neck, slamming her against the wall.

He expected her to give up, expected her to let him take her now. Instead one hand tried to pry the hand off, and the other was going for his eyes with nails. He squeezed tighter, cutting off her air.

Hinata felt the air flow stop in the same moment that she managed to get two fingers off her neck. Knowing that she had to stop him before she died or, worse, passed out, she brought the fingers to her mouth and bit down hard.

She had surprised him, and he released her in favor of tending to his hand. Examining it for a second, he noticed that she had drawn blood. That is until he noticed her attempt to make him trip. Jumping back, he didn't have time to pause before she was charging at him again.

Using his superior strength, he slammed her against the wall again.

"You can't win." He whispered in her ear, his lips grazing her cheek. Her indignation made her strong enough to push so that she was no longer trapped by the wall. They were now a couple yards from the wall, almost in center of the room.

"I don't have to win. I just have to make it until morning."

"You are a slave, and mine for the taking."

"Never. You will never own me."

"I already do."

"Not if I keep fighting. Not if I have any say in it."

"You don't." With this statement he slammed her against the wall again. Somewhere, deep with in him, he felt surprised by this behavior. He hadn't expected a fight. Not at all. She still fought him and managed to shove him a few more feet. Then she sank her teeth into his arm, her nails into his face, and her knee into his groin. At least, she would have, if he hadn't jumped away, to the other side of the room.

Hinata inwardly groaned. It was going to be a long night.

When morning arrived both were panting and sweating. Hinata's clothing was torn here and there, while Gaara had scratches all over he is torso, and bight marks up and down his arms. When the guards arrived, he dismissed her, too tired to fight anymore. There were several times when he had thought he'd won, but she always surprised him.

Hinata, meanwhile, had enough energy to fight the guards on the way back. She got out of the first night with her virginity intact, and she had a while to rest now. Getting shoved into her room, she saw everyone already there, all staring at her.

"Oh my god, Hinata!"

"Are you alright?"

"What happened?"

"It's alright guys. I'm fine, just a little bruised. I fought him all night, and I made it." Hinata was smiling, her eyes shining. She had done it! She had gotten through it! "I'm going to take a shower and get dressed."

"Don't forget to get some sleep and get some food. We have a day off now, but it won't last for long." Tenten was the most worried. She had warned me that exactly this would happen, and it hurt her to see the after-effects.

"Don't worry. I'll be fine." Hinata smiled a dazzling smile, and skipped off to the shower. Defeating her oppressor, and teaching him a lesson was great. She would make sure he knew exactly what she thought of him. There was so much more to be done, but that could wait. She would enjoy happiness while she could.

Meanwhile Gaara was in the worst mood ever. This girl had rejected him, and left very visible wounds on the very day he had to eat breakfast with the others. Great.

As soon as he walked into the room, Uzumaki was bothering him.

"Wow, Hinata must be feisty. You actually got injured." Naruto was trying to restrain his hysterical laughter, and failing miserably.

"The dumb bitch fought with me all night." Gaara muttered.

"What do you mean 'fought'?" Neji was curious. The girl her knew, even as the leader of the Hyuuga clan, could not have hurt Gaara.

"She tried to physically hurt me, that whore."

"So, does that mean you didn't actually do the deed?" Naruto was ever the dirty minded one.

"How could I with the hoe fighting me?"

"HAHAHAHAHA! You couldn't even force Hinata, the weakling, to do it with you! HAHAHAHAHAHA!"

"Tell you what Sabaku, I'll take this one that gave you so much trouble for a bit, and you can take Ino." Sasuke smirked. Not only would he get rid of an obsessive fan girl in his bed, but he'd also humiliate Gaara by getting a girl he couldn't. Perfect. Besides, Hinata wasn't tough at all. Right?

Boy, did he have another thing coming.

[Author's Note review to tell me how you like it please. I'm working on my other fics, but this has been bugging me.

ps; My inspirations come and go, so I should get another one for an older fic soon, okay?