Chapter 3
Hinata ran as fast as she could without being seen by any patrolling ninja to find Sasuke. She prayed he was okay, but she couldn't even be sure he was alive.
No…she couldn't doubt him. He had been the one to kill Orochimaru, and his brother, the murderer of his entire clan. No way was he going to go out in a place like this. And yet…she still couldn't shake the worry from her shoulders.
Suddenly she heard a yell behind her, and she jerked around. Another ninja was hot on her heels again.
'Shit…' She mumbled, a bit unlike her usual choice of words.
'Halt!!' The man yelled, startling her a bit. Still, she kept moving. But, without realizing it, she had three more ninja on her trail after only a moment.
One of them caught up and dashed in front of her, forcing her to stop in her tracks. Quickly, the other two moved in, cornering her. Come peacefully and we won't have to kill you, Hyuga.
She froze.
Almost without meaning to, she pulled a kunai out of her holding pouch and stabbed it into the man in front of her, making both of them topple over in surprise.
Hinata recovered quickly, and jumped up again, to the dismay of the enemy shinobi.
'Don't think that you two can come and go so easily!' One of them was seeing to their fallen comrade, whilst the other two were back to chasing her. To their surprise, she stopped abruptly, and turned around to face them.
'Decided to give up, have we?'
'What makes you think that?' Hinata had slipped into the traditional stance used for the eight trigrams technique.
'What?!' One of them stumbled back as he saw the diagrams appear briefly on the ground in front of them.
And under them.
A clone had joined her, so as to take them both out at the same time.
'Eight Trigrams! Sixty-four Palms!!' Her victims couldn't move for fear, and both were hit, full-on with the ancient technique.
They fell to the ground in a stupor, unaware that their target was tying them together with a length of wire.
She left as soon as she was sure that they wouldn't be up anytime soon.
She looked through her Byakugan, hoping to see some sign that Sasuke was on the move, but that hope was shattered when she heard a voice behind her.
'We've already captured you partner girl… It's of no use for you to keep searching.' She swirled around to see a tall, thin man, in a t-shirt and jeans. His features were sharp, but she could see he must be in his twenties. The only weapon that was visible was the katana he wielded in his left hand.
'Who are you?' She asked, curious.
'Yoru Hane. Might I ask your identity?' The man seemed sinister, even in his kind words.
Hinata hesitated. He would most likely find out anyway. She was the heir to the most powerful clan in Konoha.
'Hi…Hinata Hyuga…'She stuttered.
'Ah…I knew you were of them. Your eyes tell all, see all, and know all.' Yoru stated simply.
Hinata didn't respond. What was she doing talking to him in the first place? Wasn't this considered fraternizing with the enemy? He didn't truly seem out to get her, but maybe that's what he wanted her to think…
'Where's my partner?' She demanded.
'Oh, he's with my men, for interrogation of course. Don't worry, we won't kill him, unless we need to.' Yoru smirked.
'…' Hinata suddenly didn't know what to do.
'Come now, you must have some words in you.' He taunted when he saw that she had no answer.
Still nothing.
'Fine, so be it. You will come with me if you want to see your friend.'
'How do I know you really have captured him?' She asked.
'You want proof? Look into this glass.' He reached down and picked up a fragment of glass that some soldier must have left after dropping whatever it had previously been.
A murky image appeared in it as he held it out to her.
She took it gently, as if it would shatter if she held it too tightly.
Inside, she saw Sasuke, tied tightly to a metal chair, surrounded by a group of snickering men. One of them pointed and laughed as the ninja lifted his head in defiance. She saw his lips move, and one of them brought their hand across his face. In her own mind, Hinata wondered why he wasn't able, or just not, to free himself from his bindings.
'Those ropes aren't normal ropes. They absorb the chakra of the being they are connected to.' Yoru said.
Hinata dropped the glass into the dirt. Could he possibly have been reading her mind?
She dropped her gaze to the now-shattered glass that had born Sasuke's image. Suddenly she felt a bit queasy.
'Come, we can't have you destroying any more of our camp.' His voice sounded seductive, luring her towards him. She found herself walking to him, not of her own accord. He touched her cheek, and she felt as it she was in heaven; his touch was so soft and gentle.
No.
Her mind told her to run, but her heart made her stay.
Slowly he began to lead her away, and it seemed as if her spirit had been left behind for the moment, watching her body walk away.
They traveled through the streets, every so often passing an officer or soldier that Yoru would salute or give orders to.
'Do you remember that man you killed? He was not the one in charge of this operation. I am. He was simply acting on my orders, and in case of an assassination attempt, my replacement. No army in their right mind would put such a weak man truly in charge of a battle like this.' He explained to her.
Hinata didn't respond, though many a snide comment raced in her head. She didn't particularly like the though of angering the man who had this much power over her body in the current state she was in.
'Ah…here we are. My quarters.' They had stopped at a large tent. It looked bigger that most of the other ones. 'Go on it, and change out of those nasty clothes, there is a new set on the bed. And I will have a guard posted outside the door to make sure you don't leave. I must attend to my other business for the time being, but it shouldn't take very long.'
Yoru swept away, leaving her alone in the 'room'. As he had said, there was a set of clothes on the bed, though not quite of her usual tastes. A flowing, white embroidered gown, appearing to be made of silk, with long sleeves, which she hated in this weather, and a very low collar. There was a slit cut from the thigh to the very bottom of the garment, where there was a short string she could use to tie the two ends together.
"Does this guy intend to marry me or something?" She thought.
'Yes, I do.'
AN- OMG this is soooo turning into something I hadn't planned…o0o0oo0o0o0o0o….
At any rate, this story is getting waaaaay more hits than my Two Spirits, One Soul, and that ones been out longer!! Ohmahjeez. I'm gonna go, since I have to go to school(yes I am typing this before school which is soooo unlike me.).
So byes
TTA