This is a Sasuhina fanfic... but I might change this later depending on where the story is headed. I really would appreciate it if you leave a review after reading this. It is important to get feedback in order for me to know how bad it is.
I have this story almost fully planned out. I will update as soon as I can. This is the first fic I posted here and really wanted to finish. I hope you like it.
Summary: Everyone knows about the Uchiha's long history of betrayal, hate and jealousy. What about the Hyuuga? What if there is an old disgrace hiding in the darkness of their memories only to come back haunting them after years of lying dormant.
I disclaim Naruto.
Update: Big thanks to Empyreal Phoenix for being so patient with me while beta-reading this chapter and for doing a wonderful job.
Everything was dark in the room. She was tired; she couldn't move a finger. She could smell the rustiness of the place, and she could feel the damp floor on her cheek. She tried to move, but her body wouldn't obey. Finally, she surrendered herself to sleep and let the darkness claim her.
Neji stood still. In front of his eyes lay a mass of crushed flesh and bones. The blood soaked ground, coloring the grass and the soil in smell invaded his nostrils forcefully. He relived that moment a hundred times in the second the stood there simply watching the remains. He could still hear the noises of the small rocks that rolled to the ground before a huge boulder made its entrance falling down, crushing his cousin. He could still hear the sound of her bones being grated against the hard ground. He could feel the drop of blood that hit his cheek that moment as its residual heat burned him. He could feel its heat fading away, becoming ice cold, sending a stinging sensation to his whole being. He could still see the terrified look on her face seconds before her end. He could still see her lips moving, trying to call for help, trying to cling to life. He could still hear and smell everything. It was all too real, yet too unreal.
Medics rushed to the side of the lifeless mass trying to revive it, if that was possible. But he knew; he knew better. He thought it to be a joke, a really sick one. He could hear her laughing at them, because they fell for it. But Hinata wouldn't joke like this. She didn't like laughing at people. She was an honorable shinobi. She wasn't supposed to die easily. He couldn't bring himself to think that she was gone, but a logical part of his mind was slapping him with the truth, the truth that was crushed and bloody in front of him.
She could finally see some light in the room. She could see green mold growing in the gaps of the floor and the small part of the wall she could see from the corner of her eye. The smell of rust was way stronger; now that she was more aware of her surroundings. She could finally gather some strength to move, only to realize her wrists and ankles were restrained. She tried to use her chakra and fire her Byakugan. Her trial was futile. She stayed still for a while and examined her surroundings – the parts she could see. She could hear water droplets hitting the floor.
When she heard faint footsteps approach where she was, she felt her heart stop for a second. She didn't know where she was. She was still disoriented. She tried to gather her wits and think as she felt on mere instinct that she was in danger. She was unable to formulate an explanation to her current state. The sound of the steps getting louder, shook her. She feared what was coming, mainly because of how helpless she currently was.
A rusty joint of what sounded like a huge heavy door creaked. Then, someone entered. He or she was walking closer and closer. Hinata winced in pain when a hand grabbed her hair, lifting her upper body. She was looking directly at the face of a woman who hid her eyes with a big hood. It was too dark to determine her features. "Hyuuga Hinata," the woman said. She had a clear voice. It was feminine, but intimidating. She lowered her voice and said, "It's nice to meet you finally!" She said in a quite voice with false joy.
Hinata could only tremble in fear and confusion. She had no idea what that implied. 'Was I kidnapped?' She wondered. The idea made sense seeing the unfriendly air this woman wore around her.
The woman let go of Hinata's hair causing her to hit the floor with her face. Hinata whimpered in pain and she could taste the coppery taste of blood in her mouth. She must have cut her tongue. The Woman walked away from Hinata to a small distance where Hinata couldn't see her. She sighed. "Now, now... It looks like you are too weak still. I will remove your restraints later, but you will have to behave. Please, don't be foolish and try anything. I really don't wish to kill you," she said casually, totally calm and unconcerned.
Hinata opened her mouth attempting to speak only to notice how dry her mouth was. She swallowed difficultly then tried again."W-Who are you?" Hinata said startled by how raspy her voice sounded. For a long moment, no reply came. "What do you want from me?" Hinata said in a higher voice causing her to cough sharply as she strained her stiff vocal cords."Where am I? Where are my friends? W-"
"No one will come get you," she cut Hinata off and said with finality.
"No one is looking for you. Forget about Konoha, because you're not going back."
"Y-you're lying!" Hinata wanted to shout this if her voice hadn't betrayed her. She felt pain in her dry throat. Talking felt like a hundred needles were tearing her throat apart.
The woman didn't say anything. After a moment, the woman spoke again. "They think you're dead. The sooner you accept you're not going back, the better... for you and for me," she said in calm voice that was anything but calming. "I will come back with food." She stalked to the unseen door, leaving the little Hyuuga on the floor shaking from unknown emotions. She was at lost. It all felt like a bad dream.
It only took a few minutes, after the woman left, for Hinata to understand her situation. The cloud in her mind cleared rapidly as she recalled. She had been kidnapped; she figured as much, but she couldn't determine when it happened or how. She could only vaguely remember herself in the battlefield when she was fighting alongside Neji. She couldn't remember losing consciousness or being injured. Though, she felt as if she was missing something – a memory. She tried to retrieve it, but she was only rewarded with a headache. Giving up, she tried to move from her uncomfortable position, only to fail miserably. Her body was too weak, and soon she lost consciousness again. In her dreams, she was home with her family, friends, and Naruto.
A/N: please be kind and leave a comment.