NH18: I wanted to do another story. This one was on my mind for days now, so I wanted to quickly type it. I know I haven't worked on my others. I just might adopt them. Please read this and tell me what you think. I might work on White Lotus sometime in the future.
WARNING: Rated M for language, mentions of rape, murder and lemons
POSSIBLY DISCONTINUED!
Please read author's note at the bottom!
"Don't move." His voice was quiet, deep, and icy against Hinata's cheek. His hand tightly over her mouth, making sure not even a peep would escape from it. The weight of his body against her back as she laid there on the snowy ground. His breathing was silent, too silent. She wondered what he was doing. Was he going to rape her? He didn't move. She tried to move her left arm only to have it quickly pinned to her side. "If you don't want to get caught, I suggest you don't move." Once again his voice was quiet, too quiet. She didn't understand what this person meant. She only understood that a hand covered her mouth, she got pinned down quietly, and that this person was a male. His breath smelled sweet, almost like apples. His hands weren't covered with any sort of protection from the cold and he was very heavy. What did he want? Get caught by who? She just wanted to go home to her sister, to make sure she ate tonight. She was not going to allow for her and her sister to be sitting in that rundown cabin starving. She just came out here to hunt and here she was – pinned down by a man who was crushing her into the depths of snow beneath her.
Her hair smelled like flowers. He didn't know what type of flowers but, they were definitely flowers. Naruto is on a mission to find and kill assassins. They go around raping and killing women and their children. He wasn't sure if the person he pinned down was a man or a woman. They had on a thick black coat, bulky pants and boots, and a black hat that didn't look in good condition. Was this person poor? He suspected this person had to be a woman. Looking at their hair, it was long, thick, and unkempt. It seemed at if this person never combed their hair. It smelled nice. Real nice. He had this person pinned down not only for their safety, but for his as well. He spotted one of the assassins in the distance, and looked on quietly as he made sure this person made no movements underneath him. He didn't want to risk him getting killed or the person breathing heavily beneath him. "Get your breathing in order unless you want to be cut up in pieces." He said so quietly, hoping this person got the memo of what was going on. What was this person doing out here all by themselves anyway? Did they not see the flyers that were posted everywhere of three men going around raping and killing women and their children? Did they not see that their was a bounty out for it? What was this person thinking? Looking away for just a second, Naruto spotted a bag. It looked like it had been worn out for being used too much. It was a weird bag. Looks like a duffle bag. He thought. Was this person hunting? In the middle of winter? How dumb is this person?
He looked up only to find that his prey was no longer in sight. Cursing himself for getting caught up in his thoughts, he stayed on top of the person for a few minutes to make sure that the assassin was gone for good. Hearing nothing but the soft breathing coming from under him, he slowly got up. "You should be more cautious." He said. Even though the assassins only attacked women, they wouldn't mind killing off a few men. She be more cautious? He was the one that pinned her down. She was fine until he pulled some Metal Gear Solid move on her. Hinata propped her hands on the snow and slowly began to rise up, grabbing the torn up duffle bag with her. He wondered for a brief moment if this person was also tracking down the assassins, until his breath almost got caught in his throat from the sight of the person. It was a woman after all. He thought as he stared at the woman whose flesh was as pale as the snow cascading from above - his stare almost as cold as the wind. The look on the pale woman's face was the opposite of his: Shock mixed with fear. She should be more scared of the assassins than me. He thought as he looked into her eyes. Lilac eyes? I've never seen such eyes before. Are they even real? Suddenly, he didn't care anymore, he just wanted to continue his search. He whistled and all that could be heard was the echoing of the whistle and footsteps coming towards them.
"Timing was perfect as usual, Kurama." His voice was calm, cool, and deep. He got on his Fox back and stared at the shocked woman. I can't just leave her out here, those assassins would… He cringed at the thought of what those assassins would do to this fragile woman before him. She looked poor and soft. "Where's your home?" Hinata stared at the man that had her pinned down into the snow not too long ago. First he pins me, now he's asking where I live? She thought about it for a moment. "It's very far from here." Her voice was shaky but, sweet which angered Naruto a bit. As I suspected. She's soft. "Get on." He softly flicked his head to the back of him – gesturing her to get behind him on his Fox. Her eyes widened at his words. He wants me to get on that huge thing? "He doesn't bite," he said as if he saw her hesitance. "Unless, you make him mad." He smirked and her once pale face, reddened. She hesitantly got on and placed her hands on the back of her, holding onto the Fox's thick fur for support. "Lead the way miss."
Reaching their destination, Naruto was furious but, didn't show it. This was almost an hour trip to her place – on Kurama that is – on foot, it must've been more than an hour. What on earth was this woman thinking? He stopped in front of a cabin that looked so old, that he feared that just by touching it, it would collapse. She's obviously poor. He kind of felt bad for the girl, albeit he didn't have a place to stay – Kurama was his place. The woman slowly got off the Fox – her face flushed. "Thank you, sir." She looked at the man in front of her – his stare still sold, his eyes a deep blue and his hair a bright yellow. She wondered how on earth a man could look that…intimidating. Naruto jumped down from Kurama and patted him before turning to stare at the woman once again. She looked so innocent. So fragile. So soft. His jaw clenched at that last word. He hated that word. He kept staring at her. He could tell he was making her feel uncomfortable. In a flash, he bent down and kissed her hard on her lips – pulling away as fast as he pulled in. No words were said after that as he jumped back on Kurama and was gone in the blink of an eye.
Hinata's pale face was flushed with a deep crimson of red. Why did that man kiss me? She was caught up in her thoughts that she didn't even hear her sister calling her. "Hinata!" Jumping from hearing her little sister's voice, Hinata finally turned towards the cabin and saw her sister holding herself – keeping herself warm from the cold. "I'm coming Hanabi," she said making her way to the front entrance of the cabin. "Get back inside before you catch a cold." Her sister quickly disappeared inside of the cabin and Hinata followed suite, closing the cabin door behind her. "You okay?" Her sister asked, scanning her over. "It took you longer this time. That must mean you caught a lot, huh?" Her sister smiled from ear to ear and her eyes were glistening. Hinata, on the other hand, wasn't. "Not today Hanabi," she said walking over to the worn out cot that looked like it would break at any moment. "What do you mean?" Her sister's smile immediately faded and her face twisted into a frown. Hinata sighed. She hated seeing her sister so sad all the time. Hinata tried to do everything she could for her sister, knowing they were the only two left in their family. "It means," Hinata closed her eyes and readied herself for what was going to come next. "It means we won't be eating once again tonight, Hanabi."
Her sister began to weep. Weeping ended up in sobs, and sobs ended up in an outburst of no's and we've been starving for days. Hinata carefully laid back on the cot – listening to her sister cry her heart out. The same cries she made when they saw the decomposed bodies of their family.
NH18: How was this? Should I continue? Was it too much? Please review this! Thanks a lot for reading!
P.S. Yes, Hinata is poor. I wanted to try something different to make it more interesting. Hope I didn't upset most of you by doing this.