Home, Home on the Range
AU Hiashi forces Hinata into an arranged marriage with the abusive aristocrat Sasuke. Unfortunately, she has no one to run to when her true love, Naruto, is drafted to the Navy. Naruto fights to stay alive and to return to his love. Heavy Smut and Lemons.
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WARNING: THERE IS RAPE IN THIS CHAPTER. If nonconsensual sex and rape (between Sasuke x Hinata) offends/disgusts you DO NOT read this. Also, if you hate Sasuke and love Naruto, skip to chapter 5.
Rape, murder, and character death in this fanfic.
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Chapter 1 Unholy Union
Air in the cozy room had suddenly turned claustrophobically stale. A suffocating heaviness weighed down on her chest as she rasped for air.
Failure.
Despite all her accomplishments—despite her beauty and reputation—the sinking feeling had always followed Hinata like a ghostly companion. To love and to be loved. The two things she wanted most in life were always a fingerbreadth out of her reach.
How did the heiress to the House of Hyuga wind up in this kind of situation?
A deal with the devil.
Hinata had promised to follow through with courtship and marriage with Marquess Sasasuke Uchiha—on one condition. The marquess would fulfill her request to place Naruto in the Navy instead of the Army.
To everyone, Naruto was a simple blacksmith. To Hinata, he was her first love and her world.
So to hear that Naruto had been drafted to serve in the Army broke her heart. Average men didn't last a year in the Army. The Navy was a safer branch, but it was reserved for the children of upper class aristocrats and royals.
Sasuke had honored his word. Naruto was placed in the Navy.
But Hinata broke her promise and started courting her gay friend Shino instead. Her plot with Shino was to divorce later—Shino would be free to sleep with other men and she would be free to be with Naruto after his discharge.
Of course, the blue-haired beauty had never been the deceptive type. But with Naruto, with his life on the line, Hinata dared. She dared to scheme and dream against all the odds.
Well, her moral breech came back to bite. Sasuke would tell her father, Hiashi, of her promise. Enraged, Hiashi threatened to disown Hinata if she didn't follow through with nuptial union to Marquess Uchiha. If Hinata had been a fool, she would have thought her father a man of honor. But she knew better. House Uchiha was one of few houses with more power and more land than House Hyuga.
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Hinata decided to go through with the wedding peacefully. However, while Sasuke drank toast after toast with the upper elite of France, Hinata grabbed her jewels and escaped. Her friend Shino waited in the carriage in the alley. Perhaps she was jinxed, but Sasuke had been vomiting in the back alley the very moment she had burst out of the alley door.
Sasuke had easily thrown her over his shoulder and carry her up to bed—years of her sword-training be damned.
"She couldn't wait to be with her new husband." Sasuke answered cheekily with a wink as the guests looked upon them with questioning eyes.
As soon as he closed the bedroom door, Hinata made a swing at his temple. If she could get him to black out, she could make a run for it. Sasuke caught her hand and dragged her towards the bed. He made quick work of unraveling his tie. Sasuke held the tie with his mouth and grabbed both of Hinata's wrists. He straddled her thighs to keep her from kicking him.
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And soon, it was too late for her. He took his liberties with her.
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That night he had dreamt of the memory from the first time she came to him.
"U-Uchiha-san? Here." The little blue-haired girl placed a white calla lily in his hand. Blue locks of hair bounced as she sat down beside him on the bench.
The Hyuga brat had seen him crying.
Sasuke was tempted to throw the pale flower in her face. His mother abandoned him in his first year of life to marry another man. Now his old nurse had left him forever. She had died of old age they told him.
Without Chiyo, there will be no one to hold him at night. No one will sing him lullabies to sooth his nightmares. No one to run to for comfort when his father spoke to him with disappointment.
At six years old, Sasuke Uchiha would understand the meaning of an eternal goodbye. The announcement of Chiyo's death brought the boy grief, then loneliness. In his loneliness, he began to realize the presence of a thorn in his side that he never knew was there before. He doesn't deserve to be loved.
His drunk father had said that as a passing comment, but Sasuke was beginning to believe it.
Every happy smiling child was a salt to his wound. They had a real family to hold them.
So when this too pretty little girl offered him a smile—as if she pitied him—he was enraged.
Life was so unfair. He wanted to give her a good thrashing to balance the scales for once, but even that he couldn't do. He knew who she was. She was Hinata Hyuga. The heiress apparent to the House of Hyuga. During church, he's seen how her parents would dote on her. He would get the whip, if he as much as touch one hair on her head.
What did she know? How would someone like her know the hurt of losing the only person that loves you back? How dare she assume that a few kind words and a flower would make everything all better? It doesn't!
"I really miss my momma." The girl whined. "Papa said she lives in heaven now. She still talks to me when I sleep."
It dawned on him Lady Hitomi Hyuga had also passed. Hinata had lost her mother.
Hinata was younger than he was. A 4-year-old like her had a weak understanding of death. If Sasuke was honest, he would say that she was plain stupid. But something in him soften, and he didn't have the heart to tell her the raw truth—she was never going to see her mother again.
"It's not the same though!" She started crying obnoxiously. Globs of tears leaked out of her lavender eyes and stained her mourning gown a darker shade of black.
He chose to show her the kindness that his father never showed him. He patted her hair until her loud sobs faded to pitiful whimpers. She leaned into his shoulder and cried a small puddle into his coat shirt.
Sasuke had snuck out of Sunday school that day to mourn the person his father had simply deemed, "A lowly servant."
In a sense, he chose to honor Chiyo. He showed Hinata the kindness that Chiyo had proved to him existed in the days she had lived.
"When one door closes, another one opens." Those were Chiyo's words.
Sasuke wasn't one for superstitions. And yet, as Sasuke watched Hinata cry all the tears he had held back, he felt warm again.
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AN: I don't support rape or victim blaming. And yes this piece is outright rape. It is also an inaccurate representation of rape. And throughout this story you will be exposed to people behaving very atrociously.
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