A.N
Wow… it's a new fic O.O Really, I don't update Oo; I have my other fic which suck so I'm going to erase it '—';
But anyways, yay new fic :D
This one is a bit weird, the idea just came…. '-'; Super weird…
BUT! Don't look at me, I'm weird too XD so yeah, just enjoy the fic :3 The rating is for later sexual contact so if you don't like don't read or just skip when we'll get there…
SO!! The pairings are: SasuHina (yay, although I like GaaHina better lol ) and one sided ItaHina (Itachi, you horny weasel :D )
It'd an AU of course (although I want to write a normal one :X ) and… it has OOCness and maybe some OC but just side characters O-o;
You'll have to forgive me about boring you about my AN but live with it D:
Now, about my writing, it might not be the best or good but I read a lot of fanfictions so I hope it will do good :3
So have fun! 8D First chapie
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Chapter 1: Soon
"How is she?" a low voice asked worriedly. His face, hidden in the wings of the shadows, seemed to be blanked.
"She is fine Huyga-sama, her heart beats are steady." a younger voice said.
The elder's face made a slight twitch in the darkness. He smiled, even if it was a little, faint one.
"At least she is still alive… I haven't lost my precious child yet… not yet…"
The youngster smiled back. "Don't worry Huyga-sama, Hinata-sama will stay with us for a long time… I'll make sure of that…" he slightly bowed and turned back to look and the lighted, light-blue container. Inside, an unconscious fragile female body flooded without disturb.
"I'm counting on you Itachi-kun… I want to see her smile again…" said the older man, putting a hand on the younger man's shoulder.
"Very soon Huyga-sama… I promise…" he understood the old man's concern for this pale doll. A child loss for a parent is a great pain, which some are too weak to handle… Yes… even this merciless, cold man… Even for Hiashi Huyga himself…
Before letting go of the younger one shoulder, he gave it a slight squeeze, letting him know how much he wanted to his own little child, running down the hall, laughing… Such a nostalgic picture…
Hiashi's hand slipped slightly. "I will come next week to see if there is any progress… Call me if you find anything Itachi-kun…" his voice was serious and hopping.
The younger bowed again respectfully and rose up to shake his hand.
"Of course, sir. I'll do my best…" They both shook and said their goodbyes for the week and as Hiashi was out of sight, Itachi came closer to the glassed container, touching \its cool surface, caressing it.
"Soon my beautiful porcelain doll, soon you will wake up and I can see your smile once again... the one smile you gave only to me… the one I so crave for…" whispering, he leaned closer to the glass until his face touched it. Closing his eyes shut, he whispered again, his hot breath turned to a small water stain on the cool material, "Very soon…"
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Sasuke set in his room, looking blankly on the paper before it.
It's like he didn't even understand the words writing on it, but he did. Only, it seemed that the only thing he could see before his eyes was that place. The place where his eyes first met the most amazing sight in his life.
No, it was not the nudity, that was for sure. It was the sight of the most beautiful being on the plant. Rather it was real or fake, human or not, she was astonishing.
Like a new doll warped it glass so it won't spoil, that's how she was. The pale skinned, raven haired adolescent…
He had never known such a place existed in his house but now he did.
Of course, it was weird. It looked like a mad man's lab, like the ones he read on fantasy books when he was younger. At first he thought it might be his brother's, it was a reasonable explanation.
"Suits Itachi…" he thought at first but he was quite sure his brother wasn't THAT mad to keep a lifeless body in his lab, not to mention in his house.
But how did she get there? Who is she? Is she really dead? Why is she in a place like this? So many questions came up to his mind he had to close his eyes and hit his head faintly on the table to mentally knock some sense into him.
"Come on man! It's just a fucking corpse! Stop thinking so much and do the damn home work! " he rose his head from the table the moved his hand to write the answer but he couldn't even do THAT!
"Argh! Fuck off! I'm taking a walk!!!" he threw his pen violently, got up from his seat and slammed his bedroom door behind him.
While he got down the long stairs of the Uchiha mansion, he muttered something about his brother being an evil scientist.
"Sasuke-san, where are you going?" a young maid asked him while watching how he put on his shoes and zipping his black jacket.
"I'm going for a walk, I need a time out." He said faintly after zipping his jacket fully.
"Make sure to-"
"Yeah yeah, I know, before dinner and dad…" He said in boredom. "Sheesh! Every day is the same thing, I know what's going on in my house! I'm not kid anymore…"
He slammed the door behind him, receiving a dimmed squeak from the maid.
As soon he stepped away from the door, he could feel the cool winter air caressing down his face, playing with his stray bangs of hair. Breathing in cold and letting out warmth, he walked down the short road of his house towards the big, bronze gates.
"I definitely need a walk…" he grunted to himself as he started walking the cold streets of Konoha.
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"Hinata-sama…When are you coming back home?" Neji moved his fingers over the shiny paper.
It was the only picture he had with Hinata. The only one he kept for so long, it already became slight dim. Here she was, those happy face with that coy smile and that cute, short bob cut, holding his hand.
"How ungrateful I look here…" he smirked bitterly. His child figure next to Hinata looked so… Different… He didn't like her that time… He thought he didn't but he did… She was the only one that he considered family after what happened to his father. "If only that time they wouldn't mix between my father and yours… Maybe it would have been the opposite…" the memories of that night rose to his head as he closed his eyes…
That night at the theater, when they only wanted to watch a tragedy Opera story, his life became a tragedy. "Just because of a stupid mix up… " he sigh.
Those criminals should have gone to jail before that night and then everything was ok but you can't change the past. Of course, as a child, he blamed Hinata's side of the family for this tragedy but she didn't care.
No matter how much he shout at her, not matter how much he ignored her, no matter how much he beat her, she had always stayed there for him.
He didn't realize how important she was to him…
He opened his eyes to look at the off coloring picture.
"If only I was there that day…" his face twitched in sadness. Little wrinkles started to show on his face, unlike for his young age, causing him to close his eyes again.
He held the photograph close to him, feeling the pain segment through his stone covered heart.
"Oh, Hinata-sama… I wish you would heal soon… So very soon…" He whispered.
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Itachi entered the cold, dark room, the one he mostly liked in his house for the past 6 years. Yes, his own secret piece of heaven.
He walked quietly towards the machines, looking closely on each and every one of them.
"So far so good…" a faint smile rose up on his lips and he looked up again at his sleeping beauty."Very soon my angel, very soon."
And "soon" might be close. Maybe even closer then he thought.
One of the machines started beeping violently, turning Itachi's attention immediately.
"I-It can't be…!" he rushed towards the beeping sound, looking wide eyed on the black screen. "The heart beats…They are raising!!!" he turned around as quickly as he got there and looked full of expectation on the bubbling tank.
"Yes… She is awaking…" he whispered passionately.
"She is finally awaking… for me…" his voice was full lust, clinging to the sound of the beeping machine, the draining of the tank and mostly, the sound of slight husky breathes…
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This was short.. And boring.. But I hope it will get better XD
lol Hope you enjoyed 8D I think it is quite good, I just hope I'll update .-. I'll try my best! 8D
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