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Memories of the Past, come and give me a blast.

The world around me is riddled with cowering figures that resembled humans but were nothing but a pile of pathetic beings that didn't need to be here. They were scared. They were afraid and threatened. But mostly they were fuelled with nothing but arrogance, ignorance and most of all, pride.

I smiled wickedly as the thought of tearing these people to shreds was becoming more divine in its' state.

"Hm. My first thought of this world?" Hanabi came to stand next to me. I sidestepped making sure she was a metre away.

As always she ignored it.

"Pathetic?" Neji suggests by her side.

I stalk off and into the crowd which makes them back away instantly, even with the male part of them were raising their huge forks right at my throat, the look on their faces made me smile more cheerfully.

"Uh oh, I think Big Sister wants to play Neji."

"Disgusting." Is what he replies.

I look over my shoulder and grace them with my smile before turning away from Hanabi's nonchalant face and Neji's scowling one.

They were pathetic but at least they could feel the murderous and dark aura seeping from me because the women were screaming as they backed away from me carrying their children with them. But they weren't something I was terribly interested in, looking to the right I eye the wary men, now that there were something worth killing I was going right through my mind.

Taking out one kunai I hold in loosely watching what their faces would be like.

Their faces contorted in expressions filled with nothing but utter shock before morphing into sneers of contempt when they saw how small it was.

I think my day just got better.

Their cries rang out to the skies and the ground of this world was stained with the waters of life.

I go back within my minds dark recesses and let my past self-ring out its hatred on the people and ignore the grimace Neji's past took on and the way Hanabi looked as well. The way our lives spent here on this world of nothing just to kill off everything in it was pointless. But that was the point I guess, to get rid of every single living Hyuuga.

Kohona oh how stupid they treated my family and I, the way they used us and the way that old man smiled, the supposed leader that was meant to look out for all, was doing the exact same thing to the Uchiha's...but then again who could blame the old guy for wanting to hold all the power to himself and not share.

Greedy old bastard, I hate him.

But then again I came to hate everybody.

Especially that blonde idiot that my little me wanted to have as a husband, I tried so hard to ignore the feeling of him not wanting to acknowledge the sweet fact that I was infatuated with him. But no one knew the secret disgusted looks he gave me back then...he thought that he was doing it secretly even to me.

He truly was an idiot.

The dumb act he'd play was more of a way of dodging a bullet, me, and the more he played dumb the more everyone took pity on me.

I wondered if there was something wrong with him, but, I just knew his act was all due to the way Sakura treated him.

The same disgusted looks.

The same damn hatred.

The looks he'd get from the ignorant adults that were supposed to be idols to their children were nothing but fools.

No wonder everyone hated Naruto for being the demon holder.

Vessel.

Container.

Whatever.

I looked up to him but didn't know enough about him to know that I liked him for who he is and how he acted, he never shed a tear when everyone steered cleared of clear of him.

I thought he wanted love.

Which he did.

Its' just that he didn't want mine.

Oh poor me.

I ended up with Sasuke.

Sasuke.

Wait...why Sasuke?

Oh yeah...we bonded.

Funny how that sounds so corny.

I think I'm going back to the past now, I don't want to know how I remember him above all people and yet not remember how the hell I got here in the first place.

The rush I feel tells me that I'm fighting.

Oh this is where me and Neji are fighting it out.

I think this makes it our second year being on the World of Nothing.

"You despicable failure you should never have been born in the Main family!" he stated after delivering a punch which I successfully blocked with my kunai, bleeding his fist in the process. He glowered at me and I smirk to annoy the heck out of him.

"But I am big brother and there is not a thing Fate can do about it. Sucks that the one thing you believe in has done the one thing you find disgusting." I say with all the mock-horror and let my voice go down to the childish voice that grated so much on his nerves when he was younger, right after kicking him under and swiping him with my kunai. He dodged by doing a backflip trying to clip my chin in the process but I merely lean back to avoid the block.

When we straightened our posture I smile. "Me."

He growled in distaste but merely stood in the Hyuuga stance before coming at me with his palm strikes. I counter attack by replicating his moves which only adds fuel to his anger. Swift jabs were aimed with precision only to fail by the impossible twists I did with my torso and footing which made him get angrier that much more.

I duck low and jab at his left leg which hits making him grunt. I go back up quickly before jumping back, allowing him to nurse his leg which he does not.

Ungrateful jerk.

"Neji you know no matter what happens your father is never going to come back." I say with ease and see his arrogant anger rise to disgust and rage.

"Shut up." He snarled.

"Why should I Neji? You're never going to drop the fact that my father, essentially, killed off yours or the fact that my father was one minute born earlier than you were. The fact that you had to receive the seal and not me and the fact that you were stronger than the weak and timid and frail old little me. Not to mention that you hated me with so much. So why should I answer you when you hate me?"

He stood there with so much anger that had his green eyes blazing with the activated Byagukan. "Because I told you so?" he said with sarcasm dripping every word.

I smirk when I feel him come at me with speed that rivalled a cheater. He punched him straight in the gut which didn't do much to block off the blocked laughter bubbling inside me. Gasping lightly I laugh at his face before I feel him retract his fist...only to punch again.

Half gasping and gagging with laughter I say in between breathes. "Since when did I ever take orders from you older brother?"

His only response was to attack me viciously by backhanding my forehead, making me fall back, and landing his raised kick to the middle of my abdomen. I gasp sharply at the pain his foot is driving into me as he drove harder into me.

The swift kick leaves me and I roll over to avoid another kick. But he grabs hold of my hair and pulls me up snarling down at the side of my face when my back is flushed against his hard chest. I smile helplessly.

"No mercy, eh Neji?"

His pale stormy eyes narrowed at me. "No, none. No mercy will fall to those who don't deserve it."

I grin. "I guess that makes two of us."

He chuckled darkly even through his hatred. But his smile was twistingly sadistic. "Oh Hinata you know that I'm not going to hold back and each second that passes will be growing more and more fun by the time I'm done with handing out your punishment."

I pout childishly even though I could feel it swollen by bruises adorning around my mouth. "Aw. Don't you want to tell me when it ends?"

"When you die." He deadpans.

"Hmph. I hate you." I say with mock-anger.

He smiles again that twistingly dark smirk.

"You know that I love you too."

Which was true.

He loved me but not as a sister or even a cousin.

Just as a woman.

"Did I ever tell you how sick you are?" I snort.

He was wrapping his free arm around my waist and breathing in the dip of my neck. Shaking his head his voice muffles out "No you never did."

"Well let me tell you now Neji Hyuuga that you are one sick jerk and that you have always been the one thing I will never regret to forget when I die, if I ever, mind you, you know I'm not going down without a fight. And that you will always be in my heart forever." I let him nuzzle into my neck, no matter how strange it felt, and felt him stop before breathing on my cheek.

"Really?" his voice low and seemingly surprised.

"No." responded a voice behind him. Silence fell before his grip loosened and suddenly he was screaming. Looking back calmly I see that Hanabi has stabbed him in the back and that she was finishing it off him witht a quick swipe at the jugular. He staggered back and dropped dead.

Hanabi doesn't turn to face me, it has been one year on this World that we haven't had anything to do with each other, having to be too busy killing off the Nothings that strive here, and I sigh in exasperation and decide to break the ice that has been building up between us.

"Hanabi I wanted to kill him." I gingerly touch the places he touched me, my hip and the dip at my neck, it still felt strange to be touched there, much less by a man as well. Did all guys do that when they have their lovers with them?

Because it still felt way too weird and uncomforting and I was glad that Neji was dead and gone.

"No." her little voice was still the same as ever; hard and full of authority.

I sigh at her response. "No? whatever do you mean Hanabi?"

She turned then. I haven't seen her in almost a year and could see what this world was doing to her image. She looked healthier as ever but her eyes were more bloodshot than imaginable, her pale stormy eyes, traits that everyone has except me, her hair grew longer reaching past her butt and over her knee. The water tended to do that to the hair, making it grow impossibly long. Even my own hair was touching the ground kissing it.

Her eyes consumed so much blood of the nothings here that it just absorbed it all and now she was blind. But she could still tell where I was by my chakra and her sense of hearing.

"No," she continued as she made her way slowly to me. "you will forget about Neji and you will love me and only me. I'm the only one who can love you and touch you and no one else because you're mine and always will be!" she screamed the last bit out like a little child which made me chuckle.

"I'm never going to be yours nor anyone else's and you have no right to say such things Hanabi. Because I don't love you. You're never going to touch me because I will not allow it. You're never going to claim me because I refuse. You're never going to do ANYTHING because I'm not going to let you."

Love.

Such an ugly word to behold.

It eats at people as effectively as hatred yet drives them over the edge much better than plain old insanity could ever do in it's lifetime.

I hated it.

And that's why I'm going to kill it.

"Hanabi, my dear, get ready to die." That's all the warning I give before disappearing in a cloud of dust and appear silently behind her swiping at her neck. She blocks it with a lifted arm and turns around to dig her own bloody kunai into me.

"Big Sister I love you so much and even though you won't let me claim you I'm happy, because if I kill you now, no one will ever lay a finger on your soft and silky skin. If you die now I'm going to be really happy. Miserable? Yes, but happy nonetheless."

I jump back before summoning weapons all over, another hand sign of a snake and the floating weaponry rush at Hanabi. Some embed themselves in her legs and arms but most drop down useless as she deflects them with ease. I run back at her and aim a kick at her face, she blocks my attack by swerving her arm in a tornado motion so that the impact could lessen, but, my kick landed directly above the embedded kunai in her arm which makes her bleed harder when I add more force in it.

Gasping hard she does quick hand signs before she dissolves into nothing.

"Oh. Hanabi are we playing hide-and-seek now?"

Her voice comes into hushed whispers but was loud and hallow. "No."

"Chicken, then?"

A swipe at my head.

"I take that as a no, then." After dodging the many flying kunai from nowhere I look up and see her standing on mid-air. I jump and aim a kick right at her face. She blocks it by twisting her arms up in a defence block, I retract my footing quickly and punch her guts. Doubling over she still manages to stay in the air even though the flying weapons stop their melee and promptly disappear.

"Hinata I have loved you the most since forever! And I am not about to let you go and be defiled by another person's hands. If you are to be disgraced, then it should be by my hands and no one else's! You're my older sister Hinata and only I can be the one to touch you because I love you so much! You're not going to get away from me!" she yelled with eyes crazed with what I assumed to be love.

Her little speech did nothing to me. It only angered me to the point of oblivion.

She comes at me but before she strikes me I back-hand her, my anger boiling over.

"You say that you love me. You say that with so much conviction my dear little sister." I stomp hard on her stomach making her gasp as she lands on the dirtied ground. I follow behind her quickly and don't give her a chance to get up. Kicking her face like some civilian but with the strength of a kunoichi she spurts out blood easily from her mouth. I grab her hair and make her see my face.

"You say that you've loved me since forever. But where was this so called love of yours in the beginning? Where was it when I needed you the most at my time of need?" I punch in the face but don't let go of her hair.

"WHERE THE HELL IS THIS LOVE OF YOURS? WHERE THE HELL WAS IT WHEN I WAS IN PAIN? WHERE WAS IT WHEN I WAS ALL ALONE WITH THOSE BASTARDS THAT ARE OUR RELATIVES HIT ME? WHERE WERE YOU WHEN I WAS DOWN IN THE GUTTER HAD NEARLY FACED DEATH? WHERE THE HELL WERE YOU HANABI?"

She tries to look away but I smack her across the face and force her to look up at me. "Let me tell you where you were Hanabi." I lick off the blood dripping down her chin and she trembles at the touch. I bite down harshly making her scream at my act. Letting her go I lean over her and whisper.

"You were too busy being scared and cowering away behind that ignorant pride of yours to come out to comfort me. You were too busy training and dealing with everyone's expectation to fulfil to even consider what you should have done to me when you say love. You were hiding and you were avoiding me when I most needed you little sister. Yet you dare say you've loved me til now? That you're the only one to touch me?" I mash my lips to hers and kiss her harshly, it's what she wants isn't it?

She whimpers as the kiss deepens but I bite her tongue harshly drawing blood. She screams but she can't pull away because my hands forcing her face to stay put. I trail my tongue over her swollen lips and take her lips in and suck it before biting harshly like before, drawing more blood. She writhes to get away but I bite her lips harder for a long moment before drawing away.

Her eyes trail my tongue as I back up and lick away the slipping saliva and intermingling blood on my lips. I see tears running and her cheeks flushed. I smile maliciously because of the pain in her eyes.

I lick my finger as I touch my lips just to aggravate her.

"You have no right to claim what is not yours. You have no right to touch me. You have no right at all. Your love is pathetic and meaningless and I am not letting it come near me. Frankly little sister," I go back down again until our faces are merely apart. "I hate you and have no need for such a disgusting little coward thing like you."

That's when I drove the hidden kunai into her chest.

And all my emotions were gone from there.

Days passed and then after that months pass by like a breeze. This world is filled with nothing. All the people have been crazed with hunger to survive and since they know that I am still alive they make it their life's goal to be far away from me. Sometimes the abandoned village is filled with cowering Nothings and I just kill them then and there.

But I leave only the children to be.

They cry and despair and I smile at them as I walk away.

I never let them to forget the face that slaughtered their reason for being on this forsaken World.

Their sorrow warms me but that's all I feel.

This World is barren, nothing but grey dust covers the lands and no lush greenery is ever to be seen, and the food here is only enough for those who grow it. I never go near it, rather I wait for Death to take me away, but, in the meantime any walking whimpering simpering fool of an adult and strike them down right there, regardless of gender, and if I see more I just track it down until finally, they give up.

Those people who give up don't know how stupid they are by submitting themselves to me.

So I show it to them by driving my kunai into their scared and stupid bodies.

The Nothings here know nothing of fighting so I'm just walking here and there hacking them all with one easy swipe.

Ending their pathetic lives with one glance.

This world is so insignificant. So meaningless and...pathetic.

This world...portrays me in every single aspect and in every detailed way.

The fact that I'm nothing but a weakling.

That I'm nothing more but a bag of walking flesh that is so insignificant.

That I do nothing but rot away as the days wane on.

Doing nothing to preserve my chakra, not doing anything to persevere for another day to live on nourishments but just let my legs keep on walking.

Not doing anything to sleep just keep on walking with no water to fill me in.

I do everything just to keep on rotting...but my blasted body just keeps on walking like there isn't anything wrong with me.

But then when all things seem to be like the other days that have past, a monster comes up to me.

A huge monster with claws at its forefront and eyes the size of boulders, so yellow with one black slit in the middle as a pupil, its gnash stinking breath coming out of razor sharp teeth that are the size of a house. A really big one at that. The monster was purple and as huge as a mountain, but it had no eyes and where the sharp razor teeth could be seen, had dribble sloppily gracing the ground in its openness.

I grin.

It drew breath and let it go back into my face.

I smiled.

It snarled as it sensed my presence.

I laughed.

The monster was already bringing out its taloned claws to strike me.

I giggled.

It knew it was going to die and I was going to enjoy it.

Before it could strike I was already off the ground and crouching on its head. Before it could even blink (XD) I drive the kunai into his head and easily green liquid spurts out. I dodge back quickly since the green essence was acidic as it burned the top of my shirt.

It took a second for it to realize what was happening.

It took another second for it to know that it was stunned.

Another to know that it was dead.

And another moment for it to topple over and disintegrate as the green liquid was covering itself all over.

The insane but lifeless smile was the first of many times I would see myself again in that situation before the bloody massacre or dead monsters would soon be left.

Who knew what would have happened if I was left there, all by myself, to kill off every single creature to ever walk my path.

Well...something would have happened to the children as they grew older but the one adult figure amongst them all was enough to survive since they grew up here on this Nothingness of a World.

I wonder what would have happened if...I growl...if I didn't see her that day.

That day where she suddenly appeared in front of me, in her ray of blood-red sunshine shining from her and not on her, and just stood there in front of me.

The day where she stopped me from slaughtering the couple that deemed it necessary to...distract me from killing off their parents.

The day where her blood-red eyes washed over me in pity.

That day Kurenai just came out of nowhere and the first thing she says had me wanting to rip her to shreds.

But she knew I couldn't do it.

I didn't feel any hate boil up within me when she said my name.

Or when she came towards me.

I felt nothing as she took my hand in hers and led me into her light so filled with bloody rays.

So as simple as that that was how I ended up in Kohona Village of the Hidden Leaf Village of Fire.

How I was assigned ANBU guards to watch over me.

How those guys were the fellow ninja's I grew up with.

Especially the blonde idiot I used to hold something for.

Everyone changed and even by the look of the last Uchiha standing I know that he has changed as well.

Sasuke...

Why exactly am I bolting upright by the mention of his name?

Wait...after being on the picnic with everyone...I furrow my brows...apartment...night, sleep...waking up, door, bloody Sasuke I loathed drenched in blood and eyes bloodied...Itachi's doing...healing, groping Sasuke...!

Groping?

Sasuke...butt...groping...me...?

My mind overloads when sudden barrages of images of what happened before I was sent in this hell-hole comes right up at me and I think I nearly died of suffocation and humiliation.

Suddenly I'm drowning.

The air is gone and the images won't stop their attack.

I writhe to get them away since they are proving to be a nuisance to me.

Then all in my mind goes blank.

I'm breathing. My chest is heaving and I subtly sense that I can feel the cold breeze come through somewhere.

It couldn't be from my mind.

Why would I need to feel cold?

Something smooth and silken is on my legs. Solid forms of arms...are wrapped securely around my torso. Breathing was blowing gently into the side of my face.

I open my eyes.

There is something wrong with the imagery my mind is playing on me.

First is why am I in a room that was not my own?

Secondly I note that the moon is shining through the small open window and is the reason why the room is glowing with the moonshine on their surface.

Thirdly why am I in the arms of a man?

Fourthly why the hell is it with the Uchiha?

Something was definitely wrong and I was probably under some kind of ninjutsu. Forming the hand signs to release I whisper "Kai!" but the only thing that happens is the shift of positions of where my body met with his.

So this isn't an illusion.

Suddenly I felt like something was wrong with me.

If it isn't an illusion then it must be my dream.

But why, out of all the dreamless sleeps I have had, is that I dream of this particular situation?

I questioned myself even further when I felt him pull me closer to his warmth and let out a...dog-whine.

I furrow my brows in concentration and feeling perplexed I come to one conclusion.

This was definitely a dream.

But why in hells name was I dreaming of this guy?

The answer was made clear to me when he opened his eyes slowly and looked at me with...something I haven't seen in a long time.

Love.

His eyes focus on my own and then that's all I know before his lips are crushing my own and I feel the pull inside the both of us intermingle and strangle each other into one complete whole. Even as I try to fight it Sasuke's grip on me has me rooted to the bed as he kisses me with something akin to relief when he sighs at the sight of me being awake.

If this was a dream I wanted to wake up.

Because this was turning into a nightmare.

But I always knew...realities were always a nightmare you had to live through.

Especially when it involved foreign emotions and forgotten ones surging back into my empty head of blackness.

He backs away, his onyx eyes boring into my own and mutters words that I feel myself hate.

"We're bound together forever and I am not going to let you go."

I understand then that this was his feelings and not my own.

I couldn't hate him even if I wanted to but I knew that this 'love' was not going to be pleasant in the long-run.

Especially me.

"Uchiha, know this. I absolutely hate you." I reply back in a toneless voice.

He knows I'm lying and he smiles. "I love you too."

He says before claiming my lips once more.

I was scared, for the longest time in a long time, I was utterly afraid.

Of what I was feeling, allowing him to do, allowing myself to get swept away in an array of emotions, but, I knew one thing as well; that he was just as sxared as I was.

Which made me slightly relieved, if somewhat tense, but still, I was relieved nonetheless.

Maybe this soul-bounding thing would do us good, if not now, then in the future.

Yeah.

As we kiss into the night in our embrace I feel or cold and desolated hearts emerge and beat as one.

He knew the pain I went through.

I knew the past that he suffered from as he did mine.

We both knew how one felt in the other.

And we were both glad.

For everything we were both glad because...we had someone to love.

Not right away but gradually it would be growing and when that time comes our lonely hearts will be not so lonely anymore with the other's company.

I smile in the kiss as did he.

We both knew that the future ahead of us was something to be looking forward to.

And we both couldn't wait.

Even if I did such a crazy thing...at least I wasn't alone and...it wasn't one-sided.

Love wasn't terrible or horrible.

It only seemed that way to those who hold love for it to never reach to the river of where that person was standing.

That was why people went crazy.

Because there wasn't any love returned to them by the person they desired.

But this was different...it was going to be different as we already took the first step towards love.

Love that was not self-destructing but was something that could heal mental injuries so severe that it would only leave scars to remember by but something also to smile on as we remember who was the one who healed those bleeding wounds embedded deep within the mind of one's conscious.

Yes.

We will heal each other.

Will love each other.

And live for that person so that everyday will bring on a new joy into our lives.

Until we stop breathing together.

Until we die hand-in-hand together.

And always be together forever.

Even after death.

Love. Together. Forever.


Well tell me your thoughts and I'll either get cracking or just type type away to 'COMPLETE' this piece of my story.

THANK YOU ALL FOR READING!

K.A

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