Okay guys...I know it's been a looooooooooong time since my last update, and honestly I was pondering dropping this story altogether but then I had a revelation and it came in the form of...a religious, scythe-wielding, whacko, stud muffin of immortality.
Me: Argh! Stupid story...I can't get it right. . Forget this crap, I am quitting...
Hidan: What the fuck are you bitching about now? I mean really...do you never shut up woman???
Me: This dumb story isn't moving forward at all...I am thinking about dropping it.
Hidan: You're gonna quit the story???? AND LEAVE KAKUZU PRESSED AGAINST THAT SLAMMIN' HOT BABE FOR ALL ETERNITY???? That's not fuckin' fair man! At least make her slap him or something....*pouts*
Me: Hmmmm...*thinks* You know what Hi-kun, you are absolutely right! I made a promise to my readers that I would finish what I started and you know what?
Hidan: Not caring....
Me: I am going to love this story too! Now tell the pretty readers what's going on, Hi-kun.
Hidan: O.O . I AM NOT YOUR LAP DOG YOU CAN'T FUCKIN TELL ME-
Me: HIDAN! I SWEAR YOU TELL THEM RIGHT NOW OR I WILL REMOVE SOME OF YOUR MANLY PARTS AND I PROMISE KAKU-KUN WILL NOT SEW THAT BACK ON LIKE HE DID YOUR HEAD! DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME??
Hidan: .....Ummm..... Well....Umm...The crazy woman says the stories back on...everyone...
Me: *runs up to Hidan and squeezes* Oooooh sooooooo cuuuute!
Hidan: Air....Need.....AIR!
Me: Well guys...BACK TO THE STORY!
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Previously, in Because The Night
Kakuzu sighed and looked down at the floor, "Go away, Hinata. Stay away, if you know what's good for you." Suddenly his mind was vivid with images of her writhing in pleasure calling out the kyuubi's name, and he felt his anger rising.
"Go back to your fucking precious Naruto-kun." He spat the boy's name like venom, and Hinata felt the tears pricking behind her eyes. "He will come and save you right? He'll come and try to take you away, but he will fail. He will wind up getting his guts strewn-" Before he could finish though, a firm hand came across his face, stopping anymore words from leaving his mouth.
"Don't you dare say anything about Naruto. That is none of your business!" She snapped, turning away from him to hide her newly formed tears. "You could never understand anything that have to deal with. Y-you're too selfish to care about anyone b-but yourself." She said silently, looking down at her feet. She didn't dare look him in the face, she was too afraid to.
Kakuzu's eyes bore into her, she could feel that peircing black and green gaze, strange yet alluring unlike any she had felt before.
Hinata was becoming more and more nervous with each passing moment of silence, the longer he stared at her the worse it became until she couldn't take it anymore. She quickly brisked past him, heading towards the door, when she felt something wrap around her wrist. His hand. Puzzedly, she looked at her wrist briefly before feeling her body being pulled to him. He pulled her flush against him, and Hinata let out a gasp of surprise.
He crushed his lips against hers.
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There was nothing, in this entire god-forsaken world, that was more delicious than her sweet lips pressed against his, her warm body wrapped against his large frame, and the smell of her hair in his face. The world stood still as he slowly breathed her in, unconciously wishing he could freeze time forever because he knew that soon this moment would end. He just knew it.
And it did.
Suddenly, as if waking up from a bad dream, Hinata pushed herself out of his warmth and untangled her mouth from his with a loud gasp. The two stood, he with a dazed look of hazy lust on his face and her with a look of absolute terror and disgust.
"K-Kakuzu?" Her voice was soft, wobbly and uneven, as if a frightened child asking her mother to look under her bed for scary night-time monsters, and it was enough to snap him out of his trance.
That's when it clicked; he had just kissed his hostage, and what was worse...he liked it. Kakuzu just stood there, as his face transformed from the lusty haze look it was graced with to a disgusted, shocked, horrified face that matched hers in sync.
"K-Kakuzu-san...wh-why did you do that?"
A tired sigh broke free from Kakuzu as he walked to the door and opened it, "Hinata...get out of here."
"But, I don't understand...Why did you kiss me? Why did you do it? Why??" Her soft features became saddened, and she reached out to grab his arm, but he flinched away. "Kakuzu?"
"For fuck's sake, Hinata! What do you expect? I'm a man...You are lucky you haven't been touched otherwise in this place, but I realize you are useless for that sort of shit. So you may as well just get the hell out of here alright? Go...before I do something you won't like." This was a lie and he knew it and so did she, but it didn't keep her from being any less injured on the inside.
He didn't have time to do anything else before she walked out of the door, a lone tear streaming down her face.
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"Oh maaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaan! I am sooooooooooooooo fuckin' hungry! Why don't we ever have any food in this hell hole!?"
"Well, did you ever think maybe you could go out and get some supplies every once and a while, yeah?" Came the smirked reply of one blonde-haired explosives artist. He stood in the door watching the scene as Hidan angrily threw out junk in the refrigerator. Always complaining and never happy, that Hidan.
"Look here, girly, I don't any of your fucking advice. Now be a good woman and fix me a sandwich, bitch."
Deidara glared at the platinum-haired Jashin worshipper, who in turn smiled menacingly and glared back.
Blue, violet, blue, violet, blue, violet.
"What. Did. You. Just. Say?!"
"I said, princess, why don't you be a good woman and fix me a sandwich?"
Needless to say, someone was going to need a renovater for the kitchen.
Ashes and blood coated the entire area from the charred countertops to the burnt walls, and back again. The tension in the base was so thick that you could cut it with a knife, and not only between Deidara and Hidan but also between other members of the organization. Kisame and Itachi had recently returned from a mission which ended up nearly catastrophic, a bloody and mangled Kisame dragging an unconcious and sharingan depleted Itachi in his wake, both which Hinata had to heal before any introductions were made. Hinata found she really liked Kisame, he was incredibly goofy and almost good-natured, and to her he was just like an older brother. Itachi was a different case altogether; he woke after three days of comatose sleep, to which Hinata stayed by his side nearly the whole time-checking his temperature and all of those medic things-and when he woke...well he tried to strangle her.
He still didn't trust her, even after all of Kisame's catering to the situation.
Even though, that still didn't bother her as much as some things. Kakuzu had been ignoring her very existance since the night of...the incident, and in return she had been ignoring him back. Not like it really made things any easier, actually it made things alot harder, because every day the two spent ignoring one another's presence, the more painful it became. Especially for Hinata, or at least that's what she thought. She sighed and snuggled her new fluffy comforter closer to her chest. Her mind ran circles around itself, like it had every night, trying to figure out that infuriating man.
He liked her.
He didn't like her.
He talked to her.
He ignored her.
Hinata felt like screaming into the pillow, and if the rooms were sound proofed she probably would have. She made a growling noise of frustration and hung her head off of her bed, upside down the tips of her dark hair brushing the oddly cracked stone floor. What made him say the things he said to her that night? What made her push him away?? Surely it wasn't out of fear or revulsion, so what? It was incredibly pleasurable, or what she could remember, and she found herself wishing that it had lasted longer.
Well, Hinata, it would have had you not pushed him away and freaked out like the little girl you used to be.
Hinata groaned at her own inner self-not quite like Sakura's but you get the picture-and started tracing the cracks in the ground with her eyes. Her wandering immediately stopped when she noticed a strange deep violet flower growing through the crack. She stood up, excitement in her eyes, and walked over to it, kneeling down and carefully stroking one of it's purple petals with her fingertip, and the strangest thing happened. The flower quivered, as if it was incredibly pleased by her touch. She smiled a bent down further, to examine it. She stroked the petal again, and another quiver. Hinata giggled, quite intrigued by this strange little flower.
She didn't even noticed the vine wrapped around her leg, and she certainly didn't notice the vine bursting with thick black thorns, but she did notice when the thorns peirced her leg in several places.
Only problem was; she noticed too late.
As Hinata lost conciousness, the last thing she thought was that she never really liked flowers anyway.
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Bright light.
Am I dead?
Damn that light was bright, and what the hell was that hanging off of her leg?
"Tobi, get off her, yeah! You're going to hurt her even more than she already is, yeah."
Deidara... Was he dead too? Then the light shut off.
"But Deidara-sempai, Tobi was worried about Hinata-chan! Hinata-chan is a good girl!"
Tobi...Tobi's here too? Wow the afterlife is certainly weird.
"Hey! Here's a good idea, why don't you two both get the hell out of here so she can wake up in peace."
So...familiar...
She heard the muffled sound of shuffling feet and a grumpy muttering, getting further away, and then the click of a door closing. Something warm was resting on her shoulder, and she turned her head sleepily and nuzzled the warm object with her cheek.
"Mmm....soft....."
And then a chuckle.
"Hinata-chan?" Something was shaking, and she scrunched her nose up and snuggled deeper into a soft blanket. She inhaled deeply, it smelled so nice, like leather and spices. With a hint of something woodsy, and masculine underlying the tones of leather and spice. Something....nothing...like...her scent.
Hinata shot straight up, her eyes wide and unseeing. Her vision was incredibly blurry, and there was a horrible sharp stabbing pain in her head, and she let out a yelp of pain. Someone placed their hand on her shoulder and slowly laid her back down.
"Easy there. I don't think moving like that is going to help you in anyway. Just relax okay?" The voice was soft, and still rough and the person smelled just like the blanket she was tangled in. She could vaguely remember smelling that scent somewhere before, and she made a mental note to ask whoever this was, what it was. She liked it alot.
"W-where...am I? W-what..happened?" She sighed, her voice raspy and sore like she hadn't used it in days. She couldn't have been out for that long right? Right?
"Well...it seems you have been formally introduced to Zetsu. He lured you in with one of his flowers and poisoned you. You've been out for quite some time...I didn't know if you were going to pull through, Hinata."
Hinata lifted her eyes back open and tried to get a good look at who was sitting next to her, but it was so dark and her eyes were still incredibly blurry. So she did what anyone who couldn't see well would do, she reached out and placed her hand on his face. She stroked his cheek gingerly with her fingers and smiled slightly when she heard a sharp intake of breath exude from the man. She felt something odd near his mouth, like a suture..or a stitch. Hinata laughed on the inside, now she must be imagining things, because the only one here that she knew who had stitches was...
"Kakuzu," She breathed, almost breathlessly, and she felt something cover her hand and pull it away from his face. Slowly her vision adjusted to the darkness and she could see his messy, dark hair sweep back as he turned his head away from her.
"Please don't do that, Hinata."
Hinata seemed perplexed, her tired eyes scrunched in confusion, "Don't do what?" She asked demurely. Was he still cross with her? He must not be if he saved her. A little light of hope lit up inside of her.
"Don't...touch me..like that. Okay? Just don't." His voice was sad, almost melancholy. She wanted to hold him.
"But...Kakuzu-san, you helped me! Surely there is something that, I can do or..."
Kakuzu stood up and Hinata wanted desperately to reach out and grab for something, an arm, a hand, something. But she didn't do that, she did however just sit therem uselessly, as he walked to the door. Before he walked out the room, he stopped and never turning his head he said, "Get some rest okay? I don't want my hard work to be for nothing. A medc who needs healing...Hmph. You stay here tonight. I'll sleep on the couch. Goodnight Hinata-san."
With that he was gone, leaving a confused and defeated Hinata in his wake. She whispered.
"Goodnight..Kakuzu-kun."
A/N- *waits for the screams and covers her ears* I know..it's been a long time coming. And yes I know..no lemon BUT I decided that a lemon this early only brings disaster. So We will wait! Yay! Read and Review. Flame me if you please! Arigato!
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