Giving Back - Chapter One
(A/N: I watched Naruto ten years ago, so I don't remember a lot of details. Maybe, I'll write false things, but I wrote this story just for fun, so I hope, you'll enjoy reading it anyway!
I don't speak English perfectly, but I've truly tried my best! )
Neji's POV
Concluding from the moon's position, it had to be around midnight. The village was deadly silent, nobody was on the streets of Konoha at this time. Shops were closed, there was not even a drunk man hanging around. The cold wind wildly tore the leaves and blew the rain in my face. The cold ground was wet and dirty. I was lying on my back, staring up at the strange man, who was leaning to the wall next to me lazily. He looked down at me, and drew one from his cigarette.
I wanted to kick him in the ass so badly, but didn't have enough strength to even sit up. Just a minute earlier, as I was on my way back home from my late training, that ninja appeared from nothing, misled my senses, and hit me on the head. Whatever he'd done later… it sipped all of the chakra out from my body, caused me literally collapse to the ground. I felt emptiness. How embarrassing!
'So. Everything's clear, little boy?' he smirked, what made me even more mad, if that was possible. 'Three days, keep it in mind!' My senses worked slowly, misty spots prevented me to see his face clearly, I only heard his deep, rasping voice, inhaled the heavy smoke escaping his mouth with every word he said, and was just lying there, feeling the icy raindrops touching my face in an endless dance.
'You bastard' I wanted to shout angrily, but only a whisper left my mouth.
'Nah, I don't do anything…wrong.' he knelt down and placed a little purple bottle into my palm.
'It sounds you're forcing me to do something I don't wanna-'
'Calm down, Hyuga, take deep breaths' he straightened and drew his cigarette one last time 'and do as I said. Then your power will be given back to you, I promise.'
'Fuck your promise' I answered coldly. He was quite amused by this reaction. Stepping on the dirty stub, he walked back to the darkness, where he came from. Before shadows could fully hide his form, a last sentence lingered in the night air.
'Or else… the little Hinata will meet me next time.' and he was gone.
'Dare… you…' I hissed, trying to stand up, but immediately felt dizziness and the next thing I noticed was my head hitting the hard ground.