TheDarkestShinobi: Chapter 3 is up. Enjoy. Actually that sounds bad since the story is bad…. Um read on? Anyway it will be rated M soon but not yet. Let me know what you think

P.S. this story is dark and will get darker, if you are into a happier interaction between them then I suggest you leave before reading something you will not like.

If you've noticed the name of the story has changed to midnight, however that is only half the title. I was it to be Midnight terror, or horror, or fright or fear or something. I don't know yet, if you have an idea feel free to let me know!

Anyway, carry on...

Hitomi had woken to the sound of her father coming down the stairs with the only thought of, I'm alive. She sat up letting the covers fall off of her and started coughing putting her hand on her throat which still burned. Hayate left her alive. Hayate had almost killed her. She stood and ran to the bathroom before her father could see her and shut the door behind her before leaning against it. This couldn't be real. She heaved a breath before releasing it in a shudder.

He really was here.

He had really done that.

He had almost killed her.

She shook letting her body sink down to the floor. The tears started trailing down her cheeks soon afterwards. How could he have done that to her, and why wasn't she able to stop him? How could she let him do that to her? She was strong, so much stronger than Ein, stronger than her father, than so many people at Dead or Alive so how could she have been weaker than he was?

She tried to curl up into a ball and let her head rest on her knees. How could her sweet Ein really be the nasty Hayate. Not only had she lost her love, but this person in Ein's body would not leave her alone. She reeled back and hit the door with her back. What happened? She let out a grunt and hit it again. What did she do to disserve this? She then hit the door again, and again.

She stood shakily after a couple of minutes and walked to the sink resting her hands on the sides and looking down. She then slowly looked up to the mirror. Her eyes were red and puffy and her hair was in disarray. Her cheeks were slightly swollen and pinkish. She then looked slightly lower. Her throat was red she had bruises where his fingers were the day before.

She had worn a scarf when she finally left her house hours later. She didn't want to leave and let anyone see her, but she couldn't be alone. If she was alone he could come back to her, he would come back to her. She had met up with a girl from the dojo. It was not someone Himoti had liked, but it was someone who would keep her company. And right now that really is what she needed.

Everyone knew.

People looked at her wherever she went, she couldn't help but feel like they knew that she was weak, and that she had let someone do what they wanted to her. She could think of nothing else all day until she realized that she had stopped him from doing everything he wanted to do and she felt a small victory until her throat started throbbing again.

She had thought of telling her when she bit her lip. No one would believe her. How could they? A ninja sneaking into her room at night was not entirely believable, but she didn't choke herself. She looked down. They would assume she was crazy. Even her father would assume she was crazy. The likable kid he had treated as a son would never harm his little girl, and that weak fighter could never be a ninja, and that was assuming they believed that ninja existed. She knew they wouldn't.

They wouldn't believe her, therefore they wouldn't help her to get rid of him. She had to do it herself. She shivered; he was too strong for her. How was she supposed to defeat him? There also was another factor to consider. Hayate could just kill anyone she told. Would he go that far?

What did he want?

Did he just want to scare her or to prove a point or did he really just want her the way Ein had her? She couldn't love him, she knew, she was scared of him and what he could do. What he will do if she doesn't stop him.

She looked up as she noticed Moegi pulling on her shirt, she smiled sheepishly and apologized while hoping she could somehow never be alone. She never wanted to see Hayate again.

Somehow she knew that that was impossible and that it was very likely she'd see him tonight.

That monster would be back for her.

She only hoped she could fight him off this time.

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