Disclaimer: I own nothing relating to Naruto except for this story and a fan website my brother and I share
Disclaimer: I own nothing relating to Naruto except for this story and a fan website my brother and I share. Long story. Lol.
A/N: K, this one is a shortie, but I had to stick it in somewhere and it didn't fit with the other chappies. I'll update soon to make up for it. Thanks for all the feedback and niceness.
While You Were Missing
Ch. 2: Wanting what's His
Shakamaru had always been a clever boy, a clever boy who grew into a brilliant man... a genius. He knew that Hinata's recent troubles were the result of something
very much out of her character. She was a powerful Kunoichi and it would take a very adventurous man to try to force himself on her, yet he could not believe that she
would simply abandon her clans values and be seduced either. When he asked her if there was anything at all she remembered out the mission she got a faraway
look on her face before mumbling "Red... black and ... pain." Shikamaru frowned. It didn't take a genius to see the root of this problem, nor would it take a wise man
to know that now was not a good time to tell Naruto what he had deduced.
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"I'm glad you decided to join me for training. After you skipped on me last time I had to have you train with inferiors for 10 weeks to punish you so that it would not
become a pattern." Sneered a man with long, greasy black hair and an equally greasy voice. He leaned eerily close to the face of his pupil/once murder. "It was nice of
Kabuto to willingly give me his body after you killed me Sasuke-kun. I was weakened then, but no longer, and as such I expect you understand we still have much to
go over before the Akatsuki come attempt to reclaim you."
"Hn."
"Now, Now, Sasuke-kun, could you at least tell me where you disappeared to 10 weeks ago like a good boy? Then maybe your master will forgive you and teach you a
new jutsu." The snake man was met only with an all too familiar crimson glare.
"Oh, so scary!" He exclaimed badly feigning fear. "I really am curious Sasuke-kun. Will you tell me if a let you in a juicy tidbit of information from Konoha?" Orochimaru
paused for emphasis, but received no reaction. He was, however, unable to resist listening to himself speak and chose to continue without encouragement.
"A little snake told me the Hyuuga clan has scouts in this area now looking for their little lost Princess. It seems two weeks ago someone found out she was
pregnant." He paused here, Trying to read the Uchihas coal colored eyes but finding nothing within. The snake man smirked and continued. "Apparently she and a few
other ninjas ran off so she could have her baby without causing her clan any shame. Right now the only ones who know are her clan, her escorts, the Hokage and
ourselves. They say that when the Hyuugas find the girl they will either kill her, the baby or both, after all, in the Hyuuga clan it is a crime to have sex out of wed-lock
and also she could not accept any missions so she'd be essentially worthless… poor little thing." He said with more amusement than sympathy.
"Just train me already."
Six hours later, however, found Sasuke in his room somewhat less than stoic. He had gotten himself into a terrible mess even if no one knew it but him. He was 19
years old. He had loved her silently for 6 years and when he found her training in the woods walking away as though he had never seen her was unthinkable. She
had exhausted herself to near unconsciousness and a simple henge was all it had taken to gain her trust and take her away with him. He had wanted her so badly it
ached, so he took her, but he had made sure she would never remember, partially to protect her from her family and partially to remove all proof of his moment of
weakness, he wanted no one to know that the sweet girl had exhausted his self control. He vividly remembered how hard it was to choose to make her forget
everything he would remember for the rest of his life, but it had to be done for her protection. It had not worked, she was in more danger than ever and it was
because of him. As soon as he had made love to her he would never want another and he also knew that her forgetting him meant she would eventually move on to
another man... the thought was agony. He had never thought that she might get pregnant, nor had he thought they would actually kill her for it.
But they were going to kill her. They were going to kill the girl, and the child. His girl… his child. They were his and no one else's. No one was ever going to steal his
family from him. Never again. She didn't know it but he loved her and he would grow to love the life they had created together… as long as he could keep them alive
and get her to come with him. Even if he had to slaughter her pitiful escorts to obtain her she would be his again, he would not suffer anyone else. As he finished
packing his this and making his… their bed he smiled slightly to himself before jumping out the window… The Uchiha clan is being restored. I am a father.
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Iruka watched in concern as Hinata groaned and rolled her. The girl had been having nightmares for the last hour but she needed the sleep so badly he was reluctant
to wake her.
In her own world the heiress dreamed of laying on the ground, drained after a day of vigerous training. A small scratch on her right cheekbone bled freely, but she did
not feel it. Four trees. Four mighty trees aging over six hundred years, and all had perished to her special brand of chakra infused taijutsu, two more had falled before
her weapons practice and another three from chakra techniques that involved forming visable quantities of chakra outside the body and shooting them into, or
slashing them through an enemy. They were self made moves that she had yet to name and was hesitent to use outside practice because they had only one
purpose... an instant killing strike, one that very few ninja, those like Kakashi and Naruto, could perform. She was so proud.
"Hinata?" Kiba's friendly, but concerned voice sounded softly behind her. She smiled slightly as the world went fuzzy. Kiba hoisted her onto his back and grumbled
something about destroying the forrest and wearing herself out. She could not help but notice that while his voice was the same his tone was one she had never
heard from him before. Confused, she looked over his shoulder to meet his eye only to see... Sharingan.
"Hinata." The strange Kiba said again, this time more soothingly. She knew she should be horrified.. This was definately not Kiba, but somehow she could not force
herself to be alarmed, she could not make her body respond. This strange man who looked like her best friend, it was like her owned her. As though they lived in this
strange world of darkness and shadows and illusions... they always had... they always would. He wanted her. No one had ever wanted her before. He needed her
and she needed so desperatly to be needed. His oddly familiar aura circled her until he was breathing softly on the back of her neck. Slowly he ran a cold finger down
the side of her throat as he leaned in and experimentally kissed the soft flesh of her neck just below the collar of the back of her jacket. She gasped, and turned to
face him as she fell backwards onto a soft, yet solid surface that could not be identifies in the blue and black mist. He leaned in on her lightly, dropping the
transformation in a choking fog of smoke but before she could view her captors face Iruka Sensei gently shook her awake. Their travels had to continue... they were
being followed.