Title: Angel of Mine
Summary: Several years after Itachi left Konoha, Hinata mysteriously brings him back. Then then leave together and go through a few twisted times. Together.
Author: SweetStealer
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SweetStealer: Made from the one-shot 'White and Silver'. This is...soooo much cooler. Though I don't know who to pair with the cutie...hmm...possibly ItachiHinata all throughout but idk...the cutie needs a man!
Hinata: Eh, heh...ummm...who's that?
Sweets: You, of course!
Gaara: Shut up. :glares:
Lee: Don't have such a stick up your ass.
Everyone: OO;
Sweets: Right...ok then...I DON'T OWN NARUTO.
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Chapter 1
Night. A killer sat crouched under the moon from a roof top, his blood red eyes scanning his dark, bloodstained surroundings.
Shadows flickered and roamed, making Itachi Uchiha slightly uneasy. Wait. He was Itachi Uchiha. He wasn't paranoid or uneasy. He wasn't one to doubt himself.
He was a killer. A death dealer. A ruthless slayer. A murderer. A cold, heartless bastard...Cunning...uncaring...evil?
Itachi leaped from the roof and began to catch up with Kisame who had finished off their new targets with ease. Sometimes, being an assassin was so...easy. Itachi had escaped to scout the area and to think hard. In peace. The last thing he needed was Kisame questioning him again.
People had called Itachi many things, and the some of the most common names were, 'homicidal maniac', 'cutthroat', 'psycho'... and of course, his favorite, 'DEMON'.
When he had killed his last target, he remembered what he had said.
'You must have been sent from hell, you evil demon.'
"Evil demon, huh?" Itachi muttered as he watched the sky cloud over and the world succumb to darkness.
'Am I really evil?' he thought.
A small, innocent voice floated in from the very, very dark back of his mind. A sweet, voice...a tender voice, so very far away...
"P-People always a-acknowledge you for what you can do, not who you are. I've never heard them say, Uchiha Itachi likes the color silver."
Itachi suddenly slipped and managed to grab onto a branch and swing back onto the limb from which he 'fell'. He clenched his teeth. He never slipped. Steadying himself, he looked up at the navy sky.
'Why the hell is she coming into my mind now?' he thought, furiously.
Hinata Hyuuga. The last time he had really thought about her was right after he massacred his clan. After forcing himself to forget her, Konoha, and his family, he had vanished.
But now...Hinata slowly slipped into his mind like a poison, working into his head and messing with his senses. Chaos and trouble began to work into Itachi. This had never happened before. He could feel his chakra stirring uneasily and recklessly...like...something had made it sting.
'What the hell is this?' he thought, his hands forming fists.
His nails dug into his flesh with such force that little streams of blood began to trickle out and down his fingers. The night air blew coldly around him. The black and red Akatsuki cloak he wore suddenly felt heavy and burdening.
Itachi quickly shed it, his bloody handprints stained it crimson. He regained his calm demeanor and memories began to creep into his brooding mind.
"You're Uchiha Itachi, the famed Uchiha prodigy."
"You're wearing many silver articles. The chain, symbolizing you're feeling weighed down. You have on a silver ring with the inscription 'bane' which means you're expecting death. Also, you're carrying a silver dagger attached to your left wrist. You're a cautious person, but not...afraid."
"Remember me, Itachi-san."
Grabbing his cloak tightly, he put it back on, feeling chilled and disturbed. Itachi slipped back into shadows and the dark and continued to go after Kisame.
"Hyuuga." he muttered and took off.
He guessed Hinata needed him. After all, that may have been the reason why she popped into his head so often. And he had promised, after all...
"If you ever need me, come find me without hesitation. I'll always come when you call, angel..."
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She was bruised. She was bloody. She was tired. She was weakening. She knew her time was up. It was over.
Hinata struggled to get up, disgusted with her own weakness. She knew her body really couldn't take much more strain, but her father was in a bad mood. He was going to push her to her limits today. There would be no escaping the pain of private training.
To add insult to injury, Neji and Hanabi were there, critically watching her every move, shouting out pointless and obvious advice. This was getting unbearable and humiliating. Hinata wanted out. Now.
She wiped sweat from her brow. Her heart was racing and she felt very heavy and dizzy. Her father had somehow broke into two people. Why was she seeing double? She lazily closed her eyes and began to drift...
'NO. Keep it together, Hinata.' she pleaded with herself.
Hinata shook her head and the world turned rightside up. She opened her eyes only to find her father charging at her, full speed and full force. Hinata braced herself and felt herself fly backwards into the side of the house when her father made contact.
Windows shattered, wood was broken and pieces of it pierced her body as she slid down the side. She shut her eyes in pain and bit her lip until the crimson blood flowed out.
Training was obviously getting more violent.
'I'm not keeping up!' she thought desperately. 'But I can't give up...'
She bravely raised herself up onto her two feet again and clutched her right arm. The pieces of wood were visible. Her shoulder was killing her. Her head was pounding. She was hyperventilating. The world was spinning. Her life flashed.
Father. Hanabi. Neji. Her mother. Itachi. The funeral. Itachi. Naruto. Itachi. Kiba. Itachi. Shino. Itachi. Itachi. Itachi. Itachi...
She gave a cry as a sharp painful punch crashed full force into her head, sending her back to the pile of matchstick wood and splinters. She fell. That wood was really starting to kill her. She hurt so much...the pain was getting unbearable.
'Itachi...' she thought.
"If you ever need me, come find me without hesitation. I'll always come when you call, angel..."
'Itachi!' she screamed.
No one could hear her thought because Hinata promptly blacked out, with the sound of her father's raging shouts, filling her ears and his punches and blows hit her tired, broken body.
On the outer border of the Fire Country, a sharp pain hit Itachi in the chest, making him wince sharply, like he had taken a direct hit from a kunai. He turned to a puzzled Kisame.
"We're taking a side trip." he said sharply.
"To where?" Kisame asked, adjusting the Samehada to a more comfortable position. He stared at Itachi. Usually, the Uchiha never deviated from a plan and the plan at the moment was to go back to base and report.
"Konoha."
Kisame came to a full fledged stop and Itachi looked at him coldly. His eyes, burning red, were icy and cold.
"Have you lost it completely?" Kisame hissed, staring at his companion with confusion.
"Maybe." Itachi muttered, glaring at the stars. He winced as another invisible blow hit him.
'What did I do?' he wondered, as he clutched his chest. He hadn't felt pain in a long time.
"What the hell is she doing?" he hissed, staggering up. He hadn't felt this much pain in ages.
"What the hell is who doing?" Kisame asked, glaring at Itachi. The Uchiha was slowing them down, making them stop.
"What the fuck is going on, Uchiha?" Kisame shouted as Itachi slid down the side of a tree to rest.
Itachi was silent. He was grateful that it was a cold night and the breeze was icy. He was burning up, like he had a fever or something...
He forced himself up and thought back to the day he had made his promise to Hinata. Did he do anything? Did an invisible bond form or something?
Hinata's eyes weren't on him but on Itachi who was walking away. She quickly ignored Neji and Sasuke and ran after Itachi.
"Wait..." she cried softly.
He turned.
"W-when will I see you again?" she asked.
"I'll be around."
He bent down toward her ear and whispered,
"If you ever need me, come find me without hesitation. I'll always come when you call, angel..."
Hinata looked at the ground shyly and Itachi quickly kissed her on the forehead while no one was looking and vanished into thin air, leaving an astonished Hinata in his wake. The kiss lingered and tingled...a sweet innocent kiss, for a sweet innocent kid.
"That's right..." Itachi murmured as he and Kisame took off into the shadows again.
Kisame looked at his partner, anger growing impatiently. This wasn't good. If something had disturbed Itachi so much and deviate from a perfectly good plan, then something was wrong. Very wrong.
'I had forgotten. I marked her when I kissed her.' Itachi thought, infuriated at his stupidness.
When Itachi kissed her forehead, he had put a little bit of his chakra into her so that he would know when she really needed help. Of course, he had forgotten and she didn't know the truth.
'But why haven't I felt it before?' he thought, picking up his speed to catch up with the shark man. 'Surely she would have been in dangerous situations before...'
This was an answer he didn't know.
'I'll just have to find out, won't I?' Itachi smirked.
"HURRY UP." Kisame shouted impatiently, using his blade to shave a few branches off a tree.
Itachi, smirking, went into the darkness, a flicker of his red stained cloak disappearing behind him.
'Wait for me, Hinata Hyuuga.'
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