BK: This story is a Canon story to my other Canon story Poisoned. The story consists of their past life before she was ever assigned to the Uchiha Avenger. Their ages are all around each other. So don't get too technical. Anyways... pairings.
KakashiXHinata.
ItachiXHinata.
HattoriXHinata.
So prepare yourselves. Don't cry too much when you realize... that Hinata's going to be with Sasuke alright?! You guys asked for this. Ahaha!
And if you're full blown out SasukeXHinata, this story will provide you lots of insight as to why Hinata is who she is, why Kakashi acts the way he does, why Itachi is doing what he is doing, how Hattori ties in... and to feed your hatred of Danzo.
But if you're all for KakashiXHinata, I promise you... your hearts will flutter.
I love you all so very much.
Disclaimer for the REST OF THE STORY: I don't own Naruto and like all my other stories, everything is UnBetaed.
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Whips. Silent whips. But Kakashi could feel them. After all, he was the best of the best.
Another one sounded through the deathly silent rooms as Kakashi stood there trying not to envision himself receiving all that punishment. Why did that little girl keep throwing herself in trouble? She had the most scars on her body and she was an ANBU. It was almost shameful.
Another silent crack and a scream gurgled through the halls, vibrating the thin walls. Kakashi shivered though he didn't want to. Danzo created these thin walls simply for one reason: to hear those that broke the rules scream in pain.
Danzo did not tolerate disobedience.
Kakashi was not one to disobey.
A thump was heard as a body hit the ground and the scream cut off clean. Kakashi blinked. The yell... it cut off. Almost too cleanly. As if someone had cut off the pipe of one's pharynx.
Danzo opened the room and he stepped out. His hands were not bloody, but the equipment he held were. The ANBU leader glanced at Kakashi and he nodded at him.
"Your new partner is Hinata Hyugga."
Kakashi nodded. That was why he was here. To get acquainted with the infamous, troublesome, and disobedient ANBU: Hinata Hyugga.
Kakashi did not ask any questions nor did he say anything. He just looked at Danzo. The man in front of Kakashi had paused and he took some time to recollect himself. Then with quiet resignation he turned to the young ANBU male in front of him and stared at the silver headed teenager.
"Be careful not to touch her blood. It'll kill you. We can't have you dying now that Itachi's gone. You know what you have to do. When the time comes, I'll give your mission to you."
Kakashi nodded, his eyes cast downwards and Danzo sighed in anger turning to exit the thin doors. As soon as Kakashi could no longer feel the domineering man's chakra, he bolted to the punishment room and stared at the little girl who had fainted from the pain.
She was not bleeding terribly, not enough to die, but enough to smart, burn, and get infected if it wasn't cleaned. So this was his partner. This little girl who couldn't follow a single rule.
Kakashi had always worked solo. He didn't like working with people. In fact he hated it the most. So for whatever reason Danzo had placed him with her, he was sure the ANBU leader had a reason that justly rationalize itself. After all, that man never did anything without thinking.
The silver headed teenager observed his new ANBU partner.
Pale. Thin. Dark hair.
Smooth cheeks. Soft hands. Small body.
Beautiful. Untouchable. Exotic.
Almost as if you would die if you got too near.
And then the scars on her body and the straight bloody gash on her neck caught his eyes. Her blood... it was too red, looking like it was highly concentrated in acid. Then as if answering his question, the blood that dripped from her neck sunk to the carpeted floor and made Kakashi back away in caution.
Her blood ate through the carpet.
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He cleaned her as best as he could. He didn't dare touch her.
The red sponges that had started to incinerate were thrown into watery buckets to dilute them, while the red towels were in a huge basin with bleached water. Kakashi looked at the pale girl who he had bandaged as best as he could.
She was in his home and on the carpet in the living room of the small apartment. She hadn't waken up yet. From what he had heard, the girl in front of him was notorious for her highly ranked missions. Though she often broke rules and received many punishments, she never failed a single mission. Not one. It did help though that she was the ex-partner of Itachi, the genius child of the Uchiha.
But for whatever reason, she had received punishment. Kakashi could not fathom why. Sure, she had happened upon the massacre of the Uchiha clan, but no one saw her except for the ANBU. No one even knew the massacre had happened. It was dead silent until the fires started to rage and the last child of the Uchiha started to cry loudly in despair.
He knew that the girl in front of him had not deserved punishment. Danzo was just angry at her. But why should Danzo be angry? Besides Itachi and Kakashi himself, she was the next best ANBU. Those nearly impossible missions were completed by her.
She had killed rebels, quelled revolts, murdered extremely dangerous men, and even a family of genetically crazy ninjas. She didn't hesitate killing them. He had heard rumors where her eyes turned feral and she killed people with one touch.
Kakashi didn't know if that was true. Hyuggas could certainly detain others, but kill with a touch? He wasn't so sure. And Kakashi was even more doubtful about the little girl in front of him being able to kill so many people. But then again... killing was what ANBUs did best.
The young ANBU stared at her still form and saw her chest slowly rose and then slowed and moved back down. At least she was reaching a stable state of rest even if she didn't wake. It meant that Kakashi had done a good enough job of keeping her cleaned and treated.
He stared at her some more wondering how he got stuck with her and noticed when she opened her clenched hand. Dark, sooty ashes fell and slipped through her fingers and onto the floor beneath her. So she had the remains of the ruined Uchiha house in her hands the whole time? Why was it so important to her?
Kakashi moved forward to examine the sooty ashes. He tilted his head a little. The sooty remains in her hands were not the rubble of the Uchiha household, it was a flower. A wilted black flower that died in her hands.
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"Is she awake yet?"
Kakashi shook his head and stared at the ANBU leader in front of him. It had been three days yet the sleeping partner he was newly assigned to had not awakened.
"She's more trouble than needed. She's lucky she has something valuable."
Kakashi didn't want to pry, but he wanted to know what Dazno had to say about her so he waited until Danzo spoke again. Unfortunately that was all Danzo ever said. He dismissed Kakashi and the young ANBU left the building, trekking back to his apartment jumping from roof to roof. So she had been in a comatose state for three days. Danzo had told him that as soon as she woke, they had to report back to him for he had an immediate mission that required their skills.
The silver headed ANBU had an inkling that the mission had to do with his new partner. She was strange. Danzo could easily write her off, demote her from becoming an ANBU, but he didn't.
Why was that?
Was it because she was a Hyugga? That possibly couldn't be true. She was not part of the family anymore. They had disowned her. In the near future she would have to go back and seal her eyes.
Was it because she was young? Younger than Kakashi himself? That couldn't be true either. Kakashi was young and if Danzo needed a young ANBU to complete a mission, Kakashi was more than enough.
Was it because she was a girl? Was it because she used to be Itachi's partner? Did it have to do with something she only knew?
Kakashi had no idea. Every reason he brought up would only be shot back down.
He finally made it to his apartment and with a stressful sigh, he opened his door. The smell of flowers invaded his surroundings and he narrowed his eyes at the unfamiliar smell. Inside his home, sitting upright on the carpet, was his new partner.
She didn't even turn to face him.
Kakashi stared at her. She looked dead, like a lifeless doll. As if she was a pale statue with no reason for being. Kakashi knew about certain ANBUs who were traumatized because their partners had gone AWOL, MIA, or tried to even kill their own partners, but she looked like a different case.
After all, her partner wasn't any of the aforementioned reasons. Her partner had massacred his whole clan in proper consciousness and then purposely left the village in front of her eyes, left her with full knowledge that she knew he was going to leave.
She was abandoned.
Kakashi knew that she must have felt like a failure. She couldn't stop her partner from leaving. She couldn't save him from that path. She couldn't sacrifice herself. She didn't know him well enough. She couldn't read the signs that he was sending out to her silently. She wasn't strong enough. She couldn't do anything.
Kakashi knew that feeling well himself. That was why he didn't like working with partners... because he couldn't even save his own friend: Obito Uchiha.
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"You're awake."
Kakashi had closed the apartment door and he sat in front of her. She still didn't look at him. Her eyes... Kakashi had met multiple Hyuggas in his life, but never had he seen one as unique as hers.
Her eyes, though they lost the will to live, lost confidence, lost a reason for living – they were the most beautiful eyes he had ever come across. Her purple eyes were stormy, as if they released hell if she wished for it, but just right before the calm. She seemed to have not registered that he sat in front of her.
"Hyugga-san?"
She blinked and her hand moved slightly. She slowly tested her fingers. They moved sluggishly.
"Hinata?" Kakashi tried this time, using her full name intimately without her permission. They didn't even know each other well enough for him to be doing such things.
Visibly, she stirred and the stormy purple in her eyes stilled as she looked up at him, finally recognizing that someone was in front of her. Gradually, she looked at him and realized that she was alive. Still in reality. Still living with people.
She opened her mouth and a hoarse guttering sound was made. Immediately, the thin red gash on her neck reopened and blood bloomed across the white bandages. Her eyes widened immediately as the years of training to survive kicked into gear. Quickly, her hand shot to her neck and she pressed hard against the wound to stop it from bleeding further. She looked around nervously for some sort of bandage or salve and saw that the person in front of her had disappeared.
Kakashi went straight to the medicine cabinet and returned to her with bandages, cotton balls, healing salves, and tape in his hands. He placed them in front of her and she immediately used them. In the correct order, as if she were always got hurt and it was normal, she bandaged herself up quickly and efficiently. Kakashi stared dumbfounded.
She had finished patching up her neck wound, but she didn't stop there. The Hyugga girl in front of him began to apply salves to her bruises, to her cuts, and she began to bandage up nearly her whole body. His whole bundle of bandages disappeared and before he knew it, the only skin he saw on her was her pale, beautiful face. The red blood on her neck had stopped bleeding after her skilled bandaging.
Looking at him with tired eyes that were alert, she nodded in a thankful way. She knew who he was. Her eyes told him that she knew he was an ANBU. Even amongst the ANBU organization that was shrouded in secret, the members themselves never got to really know each other. It wasn't recommended. But Kakashi knew about Hinata because he was assigned to be her new partner and just about everyone in the ANBU organization knew about those who were young.
Kakashi. Itachi. Hinata.
The younger they were, the deadlier they would be.
And the most tainted.
It was no surprise that every ANBU knew about those three young shinobis. They knew each other themselves. The first time Kakashi ever saw her was when she was first admitted.
She was recruited by Danzo only a few years ago. She was small and quiet. She stood a respectable distance from every person she met and the first thing that popped into Kakashi's mind when he first saw her tiny, petite body from afar was, "Another helpless child."
Abruptly, the girl in front of him with dark, silky tresses stood up and she walked towards his door. Kakashi followed immediately and just as she took her second step, looking as if she didn't sleep for three days straight, she fell and Kakashi's hand shot out instinctively to catch her.
She saw his reaction and she swiveled away, landing awkwardly on her bottom. Kakashi stared at her with a confused look. What was wrong with her?
"You can't move around yet. You probably don't know... but you're internally bleeding. I just stopped it recently last night."
She stared at him with those open wide eyes and then with a single blink, they turned into emotionless, deadly eyes. She wasn't hostile, but neither was she inviting. Kakashi didn't really know what to do. Usually girls would let him save them and if they didn't, they would have told him off by now.
She opened her mouth slightly but then closed it and winced, clutching her thin neck again. Kakashi saw her shock and just when he thought that her defenses were about to drop, she snapped back at him with those dead, stoic eyes.
"Can you talk?" Kakashi asked.
She didn't answer. She didn't even give him a single gesture that would have offered an answer. The only thing that seemed to answer him were those eyes that screamed, Let me go.
Kakashi sighed and he walked over to the door, standing in front of it, blocking her way.
"I am your new partner. I was there to pick you up when Danzo... when he finished dealing with you."
The muted, quiet hostile girl in front of him widened her eyes in quiet recognition and then she pointed to him. Her eyes seemed to question, You? You healed me?
He nodded and with a sad turn of his lips, Kakashi apologized, "I'm sorry I couldn't stop Danzo."
The girl stared at him and then the most precious thing happened: she smiled.
It wasn't a big smile. Small. Very small. So faint that Kakashi wasn't sure if she smiled or not. But he knew she did because her whole persona changed and she turned back into the dead little doll just moments before instead of the hostile person that seemed to bolt.
She pointed at him again, getting his attention and then pointed to herself, patting her neck.
Kakashi didn't know what she was trying to say. He moved towards her and then saw that she was undoing her bandages, writing something on them with her blood.
Where is Itachi?
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BK: Yay! First chapter! As you may all notice, they're much younger. And they're MORE finite and sharpened than they are in Poisoned considering feelings, emotions, and the like. They're rougher around the edges. After all, they're young and in ANBU – sometimes they can't really show the right feelings. Our characters in Poisoned are all shrouded with history and mystery compared to them here in Savior.
I had a lot of fun writing this story. Please leave me your thoughts... and if you have any "Oh my goodness!" or "Eureka!" or "Epiphany!" thoughts, I really want to hear those in particular too.
Hope to see you all next time!