I feel terrible, my internet went out and I couldn't post this chapter yesterday. So! That means you guys will be getting two chapters today. The other will be posted in a few hours, it'll be really late, but it will be done. Also, hopefully I should have at least one update for each of my stories very soon, cross your fingers. Also, sorry if any of the weapons I describe Sasori having, he doesn't really have, I haven't seen far enough into the anime with him, also sorry if he is terribly OOC too. Then again, this is an AU, a big one at that, so OOC is to be expected.
Big thanks to: DrownMySoul, Danimals21, Crystaldrops14, Kawaiiitahina123, Night Beauty, Fred Black, Niver.
Kawaii: D: Well, I just won't say anything then, the title I thought made it fairly obvious, but it will be a happy sad ending though, you'll just have to wait for tomorrow.
Niver: XD I'm sorry, I didn't mean for that to happen. I actually went off a limb and did this, I don't know that much about Sasori, besides what I've read off of Wiki, and what little I've seen of him on Naruto, which isn't much, because I stopped watching the episodes a month or two back. I'm only at the part where Gaara gets his happy ass kidnaped. D: When I watch more I hopefully plan to make more of this pairing, just because I love pairing people up with Hinata, may it be good or bad.
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto, Masashi Kishimoto does, nor do I own The Nut Cracker and The King of Mice, by E.T.A. Hoffman
Title: The Best and Last Christmas
Rating: T
Type: Short Multi-Chapter Story
Authoress: Ilostmyplace
Description: She was sick, her Christmas was miserable, but her uncle changed all that. The only thing he did was give her a red haired doll.
Chapter Two:
Prince Charming? No, He's Just My Doll
Hinata woke with a start, the ground shaking below her. With blurred vision she looked around, but she couldn't tell where she was, she had fallen asleep on the couch, but she was no longer there. Scrambling onto her feet, heart hammering in her chest, she had a hard time keeping balance. Some where in the distance she heard people yelling, and shakily she made her way towards the sound, if there were people they could help her, she had to get to them. Across the oddly cushioned ground she stumbled, the shaking still as intense as before.
As she kept moving towards the sound, she saw a dark hill come into view, it looked so tall, and she wasn't sure if she'd be able to climb it. Groaning she stumbled forward falling after a particularly hard tremor this was insane, she felt so disorientated, confused, and scared. The ground shaking under her was enough to make her sick, and she was frustrated because she wasn't getting close enough to the voices fast enough. Pushing herself up she felt the itch at the back of her throat that was slowly turning into a burning, but she tried to ignore it, swallowing thickly.
She continued to stumble towards the hill, finally reaching it after a long and strenuous time of trying to walk forward without falling to her knees. Hinata sort of ran into the hill actually, having half fallen the very short distance there was left to go, and just like she thought, the hill was made out of the same cushy material that felt like over stuffed fabric. Hinata furrowed her eyebrows together, trying her best to get fists full of the material since it was smooth, it was a bit hard and hurt her hands, but she managed to start climbing. What gave her relief was the ground drooped under her bare feet and made little stepping edges for her.
The climbing was hard and tedious, every time a tremor ripped through the ground she though she may slip and fall, but the yelling was getting louder, she was so close. Finally she was able to pull herself up over the edge, and what she saw she thought might make her heart burst. In front of her stood a massive tree, it wasn't just any tree though, it was her Christmas tree, she could tell by the ornaments that were on it. Her heart was going to burst, and she couldn't stop the vicious coughing that took over her body.
Collapsing to her knees, blood fell from her mouth with each cough, and when she opened her eyes, she made out blurry figures, but she knew they were fighting, it was hard to miss when people were charging at each other. The tremors weren't from an earth quake, or anything close to it, but from lights that the blurred figures seem to produce and try to hit each other with, and every time they missed and hit the ground quakes ripped through it.
She couldn't breath, she was sure she was going to die right there and then, her own blood covering her hands, while she coughed her throat raw. Hinata would have thought this was a nightmare, had she not felt the pain raping her body with every cough that forced itself from her lungs. She never saw the figure creeping up behind her, something sharp glinting because of the light produced by the tree, however she did notice a black shadow sailing over her. Doing her best to stand on her knees and turn behind her, she saw a blade go through the black figure, from the tall lithe one that jumped over her, though she could make out any really shapes, tears blurring her vision too much.
As the figure pushed the dead body down, and advanced on her, she thought her heart might stop. She was really going to die. An animalistic cry and cough wretched itself from her throat as the figure grabbed her roughly by the left upper arm, hauling her up. "Stupid girl, stop it, you're attracting a lot of attention by coughing all that blood up." The voice was deep, gruff, and commanding, for a moment startling Hinata into silence. She was shocked he hadn't killed her, she was sure he was going to.
Looking up at him, she gasped, even through her blurry vision she could see who it was, it was Sasori. There was no way she could miss the odd colored eyes, or the flaming red hair that her uncle had taken so much time to make seem real. Hinata blinked, and the tears that had come from her coughing finally fell over her eye lids trailing down her cheeks, making it easy for her to seem him now, see the glare that he was sending her way. She shivered, swearing her heart had stopped the past few moments and had just started to work again, she didn't know what to say. Then again, she didn't have a chance to say anything.
She didn't see it coming, but Sasori did, or he sensed it. A massive snake had launched its self a the pair, biting into the arm of the couch where the two had just been. Sasori had thrown Hinata aside, which sent her off the couch and plummeting towards the ground, this time she was sure she was going to die, there was no way she would survive, Sasori was nowhere to be found, and she didn't think he would save her again. But again she was mistaken as she felt her back collide with something hard, and then two doors slamming shut around her, caging her in a small cylinder barely big enough to fit her.
Hinata felt whatever held her come in harsh contact with the ground, she was almost happy she couldn't move much other wise she would have been jostled terribly and hurt a lot more than just hitting the back of her head against the wood that contained her. Though she was safe from the fall she felt a panic, she could hear the noises of the fight right outside of her wooden cocoon, it scared her, she was sure someone would crush her. Frantically she pushed against all sides of her prison, becoming more frantic as nothing opened to let her out. Giving a frustrated cry she rammed her body into the wood in front of her the best she could, it was a bit hard seeing as she didn't have much room to move, but the doors gave way.
As she sat up, she almost wished she hadn't opened the doors to the wooden puppet that had protected her, she came fact to face with a raging battle. Sasori had two long blades protruding from the palms of his hands, that he was using like swords, jumping and slashing at the giant snake that lunged for him. Atop the snake was a pale man, with long black hair, and bright yellow eyes; who laughed every time Sasori barely escaped being decimated by sharp fangs. As the red head landed on the ground, right after the snake had lunged for him and missed, he flung his left arm in the direction of the snake, like he was hitting something invisible, but his left arm opened up and a bunch of needles came out.
Most of the needles hit the huge snake, making it recoil angry and give an un-snake like screech, before lunging at Sasori blindly. It hurtled it's self with so much speed that Sasori couldn't even move, he was rammed into by the over sized serpent, who tossed his body into the air like a rag doll. It was easy to see that Sasori was disorientated, because as he rapidly fell towards the ground, the snake had its mouth wide open, fully intending to swallow Sasori whole.
Hinata gave a strangled cry as she watched the red head fall down the serpents throat with ease, she could even see a slight bulge from Sasori's body. Every one stopped then, the other dolls that had been under the tree fighting fell very still, as the pale man laughed harshly at his triumph. At that point Hinata had no clue what came over her, it made no sense, but she was enraged. Getting out of the puppet that she'd been protected in, she ran towards the big snake, not thinking, her body functioning on it's own. The snake caught her movements out of the corner of it's eye, and in a heart beat had its tail tightly wrapped around Hinata lifting her up.
Enraged she struggled as she was lifted closer to Sasori's murderer, he killed her doll, the one she said she would take care of but couldn't. He'd taken Sasori away from her, taken one of the few good things she had received, taken away what had actually made her normal and like everyone else for a little while that night. She didn't know what happened, how Sasori even came to life, but what she did know is that he was her's and he wasn't suppose to die, he was given to her! Call her possessive, yes she was, though it never really outerly showed, but she wasn't given something like Sasori before, something that was so special.
"Why are you struggling girl? Your prince charming is no more, do you really think you can kill me when he couldn't?" It wasn't obvious the snake man was amused at her fury, while she futilely struggled against his snake's hold. "He's not my Prince Charming, he's my doll, you had no right to take him away from me, you monster!" She screamed, kicking her legs, already knowing what was coming, she already could taste the blood, and she hadn't even spit any up yet.
"I would be more than willing to let you join him, but you're such a pretty thing?" Came the snake man's crackling voice before he started to laugh sadistically, as he reached out a hand to run his fingers along Hinata's cheeks. "Don't touch me!" She snarled, trying to back her head away, doing her best to suppress her coughing, her saliva tasted like blood, the back of her throat and lungs were burning viciously and it wouldn't stop, no matter how many times she swallowed her metallic tasting saliva. "Well, aren't you the resistant one?" The man cooed in his sickly crackling voice, running his cold pale fingers, against her slightly flushed cheeks.
When he touched her, Hinata acted as if she were burned, immediately she turned her head, trying to bite the snake man's hand. Again he laughed at her attempt of harming him, it was cute, though he had pulled his hand away far to fast. "Sasori would have been so proud of you, he always admired people who fought to the very end." He cooed, trying to purposely get her even more riled up, however it was the last straw, because when she went to retort a cough came out instead, more blood. She hated being so weak, why did she have to be sick, she didn't want to look like some helpless being when she already felt like one.
"Poor girl, you're so pathetic." He laughed as she coughed, though she tried to hold it in as well as she could. There was blood coating her lips, and with a sharp nail, he skimmed his index finger over her bottom lip. Just as he brought that finger to his mouth to lick the blood off, he was thrown from his huge snake. The large serpent fell forward, Hinata falling in his tail, as the throat of the huge thing was blown out. Flesh and scale flew everywhere, along with coating everything in blood. Hinata didn't know exactly what happened from there, as her head came in contact with the wooden floor.
Her head swam and all the sounds started to fade out, she tried to keep her eyes open. She heard the faint clashing of blades more than she saw it, as she desperately held on to reality, while being squished in to the ground by the snake's massive dead body. Hinata wanted to pass out, she felt abused, she'd cracked her head, been thrown around, coughed so much her innards hurt, but she couldn't stop thinking of Sasori, she knew he'd gotten out, she could feel it. Groaning she started to awkwardly wiggle and pull herself from under the dead body.
When she finally got free something came flying at her direction and skidded across the arm, it was an arm, one she recognized easily as Sasories, it was the one that had broken off earlier. A blade sticking out of it's palm was covered in blood. Hinata reached for the limb with shaky hands, while looking over to where it came from. What she saw caused her heart to stop. The snake man was standing over Sasori, a blade raised, poised to strike him right in the chest. She didn't know what she was doing as she once again rushed at the snake man, from behind this time. She had Sasori's disconnected arm and before she knew what she was doing she was behind the snake man.
The man brought the blade down for Sasori's chest, but it never made it, instead a shocked and pained looked crossed his face as he arched his back viciously. Blood came from his mouth as he tried to say something. Stumbling he turned around, revealing a gapping bloody hole in his back, and Hinata held Sasori's arm with the blade sticking out of his palm in her hands , hanging down a bit from having impaled the snake man with it. The pale man fell besides Sasori, who looked up at Hinata like he couldn't believe what he was seeing. All the fighters who had fallen still earlier and once again resumed their fighting when Sasori had gotten free, just stood there amazed. There were other snake like people who were shocked, as were those who she assumed were fighting on Sasori's side.
This wasn't how the fight was suppose to end, one was suppose to kill the other, the human girl wasn't suppose to end this war. But there she was, bloody blade and arm in hand, with the snake man dead on the ground. No one really knew how to act, but finally the other snake like people moved, closing in on Hinata and Sasori. Hinata was quickly on guard, ready to fight and mutilate them if she had to, but instead they bowed their heads to her, and lifted their leaders body's up and carried him away. The dolls that had been fighting for Sasori went motionless, and back into the spots from which they had came. That only left Hinata and Sasori to themselves.
Pushing himself up with his one hand, Hinata seemed to finally really notice him at that moment, she had seen him a bit before, but her mind was set of protecting him and paying back the favor. "Ah-I'm so sorry!" She said quickly collapsing to her knees to help him. "You're broken again because of me." She seemed very upset about him missing his arm again, never mind that she had just killed the enemy. Sasori started to laugh, it was odd because it wasn't really happy, but sort of relieved, and he looked at her like she was sort of stupid. Hinata didn't know why he was laughing, but it made her want to cry, and as soon as Sasori heard the little sniff he stopped his laughing.
"Don't you dare cry." He commanded firmly, reaching out for his arm, which Hinata reluctantly handed over. "I can fix myself, and y our worried because I've got no arm, how stupid can you be?" He asked, as he held his arm close to his shoulder socket and it reattached itself. Hinata didn't know what to say, nothing in her mind sounded good, as Sasori stood up. He offered his hand to Hinata, who took it and he helped her up. He said nothing as he dragged her along towards the tree.
"Wrap your arms around my neck and hold on tight." Sasori ordered, and Hinata awkwardly did as he said. Slowly she wrapped her arms around his neck, having to stand on her tippy toes a bit because she was trying to keep some distance between them. However, Sasori wrapped his left arm securely around her waste, and his right around her upper back, pulling her flush against his body, making her give a startled squeak, while he gave out a chuckle. Then as if by magic they started to float into the air, towards the branches of the trees.
