Authors Note: Well, I was going to wait until Friday to put this up, but then I finished it and I wanted to post it. Cuz well, I get all excited when writing it and I love sharing my writing with those whom peer upon it. So, enjoy. :3

Warning: Do not read if you cannot handle adult situations.

Songs of Inspiration: Dead in the Water by Ellie Goulding

Chapter 7: Dancing with the Devil

*o*Same Day: Hinata's Inner Reality*o*

She was greeted by a massive room void of any color, just multiple shades of darkness. Precarious, she'd never thought that such a thing existed, darkness having different tones. Her gaze roams around the area, scoping her surroundings to get some form of idea as to where she could be. A light tap on her shoulder causes her to jump. Whirling around she's greeted by the mirror image of herself, except diluted lavender eyes instead of untouched lilac pools. Oh and a twisted smile, can't forget to mention that. "Well hello Hina-chan. It's been a long time coming, our meeting. Welcome to my lovely abode, do you like the decor?" Dark Hinata spreads her arms out in gesture to the room. Quirking her brow, Hinata looks around then back at her Dark persona. "Uhm, it's very.. Gothic?" This earns an amused grin from Dark Hinata. "Why of course.. Now, shall we get comfortable? We have a long talk ahead of us."

"Uhm.. I guess.." She starts to follow after her persona, they walk for a while in silence. Soon entering a room that has the decor of an office. Following her persona's lead, she settles in a chair across the desk. Watching with wary intentions, her opals taking in every motion. She knew that it wouldn't be intelligent to trust this persona, due to the obvious nature she was built from. Just the aura of her doppelganger screamed of unpleasant thoughts. Her persona pulls a scroll from the top drawer, she settles it on top of the desk. The scroll seemed to be pulsing with an aura of its own, curiosity getting the better of her, she asks, "What is the scroll for?"

Before her doppelganger can respond, the door that had shut on its own accord, flew open. Slamming into the wall, revealing a blinding light that screamed of outrage and betrayal. Closing her eyes, Hinata lets out a small breath of shock from such brightness. It was, after all, quite dark in the area she'd arrived in. Soon the light fades to a more tolerable level. Opening her lilac opals, she lays her gaze on another doppelganger of herself. Except this one had a light, sweet natured aura to her. She automatically knew who this one was, her Sweet persona. Before she can utter a question that flooded her mind, her Dark doppelganger spoke.

"What a pleasant surprise sister. Why don't you come on it? Have a seat next to our hostess." Not responding, Sweet Hinata settles down in the chair beside Hinata's. Her gaze landing on the scroll, this brings an angry vibe from the usually sweet natured persona. "How dare you pull that vial thing out! Put it away. She has the right to hear both offers. You're always trying to contradict me." Doe eyed, Hinata could only look to and fro from the doppelgangers as they bantered back and fourth. "Is that so? Why don't you go complain to someone who cares? We both know who she's going to chose. I always win, it's only in her best interest to accept my offer. She'll discover the truth and become powerful with me, while with you she'll remain oblivious as she'd been prior to her sixteenth birthday. Do you really think that's best?"

Before anymore could be said between the two, Hinata finally decides to speak. "Uhm.. What offer are you going on about? Some enlightenment would be appreciated here.. Seriously." Her voice coming out a bit quiet, yet got their attention. Dark Hinata rests her arms on the desk, supporting her chin in her hands. She leans forward, smiling sweetly in an unpleasant manor, she speaks, "Oh, I'm so sorry Hina-chan. You're absolutely right to question us. You see, you have to make a choice or you're going to become mentally disturbed in a way that is quite unpleasant. My sister and I are here to tell you our offers, and if you chose one then your mind will become stable and you'll have that control you're grasping for. Don't look so shocked. We're figments of your subconscious, obviously we know your demons. So, because my sister is such a whiny little cunt I will let her go first." Finished with that, she settles back in her chair, setting her feet up on the desk. Smirking at her sister.

"Well.. Okay then.." Hinata turns her gaze onto the bright girl sitting next to her. She smiles sincerely, an apologetic shimmer in her illuminated opals. "I apologize on behalf of my sister's appalling language.." She places her hand on Hinata's own, a concerned wave overwhelming her. "I know the pain you feel, I feel as much as yourself. Fore I am apart of you. You want the truth, your core is burning with the need for it. One day you will find the truth, but the path you're heading towards isn't safe. It's unhealthy. Everyone you love is worried sick about you. You know this, I can read it in your heart. It's not fair to put Sasuke through this, nor your Father." She pauses for a moment, searching Hinata's watery gaze. "I know he lied to you, he lied to us. But didn't you stop and think that maybe he had a valid reason? He wouldn't do anything to hurt you intentionally Hinata-hime. Please think about this. Think about the decision you're about to make. Please.."

Hinata's gaze falls down to her doppelganger's hand on her own, then back up at her. Taking the cue, she removes her hand. Turning away from her sweet persona, she simply says, "No." Hinata's eyes come into contact with the satisfied pools of her dark persona, whom was currently smirking at her sister. "Well, it looks like it's time for you to leave sister. I'll come fetch you when it's all over." Just as she's about to protest, vines snake out from the shadows and envelop the sweet persona. Thoroughly snuffing out her light, leaving just the hostess and her dark persona in the room. Gazes locked, she waits for her doppelganger to explain the offer.

"You know what I can offer you, without me having to utter a word. So.. What do you say? Shall we, as they say, make a deal with the devil?" Biting her lower lip, Hinata slowly nods her head. Knowing within her heart that this was the best decision for her, though her best friend flashed in her mind. She wouldn't drag Sasuke in on any of this, he couldn't be in her life anymore. It wasn't fair to him, nor herself. Pain would just flow between the two. His love for her was too painful for her to bare, perhaps this was because she knew that what she was about to do would alter his view on her forever. Closing her eyes, she breathes in deeply.

Fluttering open, her gaze falls on the scroll that was now layed out before her. Dark Hinata had moved next to her, holding out a needle-like pen with a sharp ending. Furrowing her brows, she gives a questioning look to the dark persona. "Your blood will seal the deal." Understanding floods her mind; taking the pen, she slides if across her forearm. Blood spills from the cut, filling the pen. She signs her name onto the scroll where her persona motions. Then, before she can react, her dark persona is sliding a jagged blade into her heart. Twisting it in a gruesomely slow manor, a soft cry barely audible slips from Hinata's lips. Her dark persona gives her an apologetic look.

"It's nessesary for the contract, I'm sorry darling. Everything will be better soon though, I promise." She then pulls the dagger out with a rough jerk, holding it up she runs her tongue along the blade. Intaking the crimson liquid. Once the blade is clean it disappears into the shadows. She then pulls Hinata up from her seat, the girl shaking from the pain. The hostess falls onto the desk, a gasping breath slipping from her. Tears dripping from her illuminated eyes, filled with pain. Taking the hostess's hand, the dark persona presses it against Hinata's wound in a rough manor then slams her bloodied hand onto the center of the contract. Searing pain bursts throughout her body, causing an earsplitting scream to slip from her.

*o* Reality: Itachi's POV*o*

Screaming fills the room, coming from the spasmatic girl located on the bed. Within seconds she's being held down by her Mentor, whom had moved on top of her. A soft humming with a soothing melody to it fills the room. Soon the screams die down, followed by the soft breathes of the now sleeping girl. Moving from his position, the Uchiha male settles into a chair located next to the bed. Watching his sleeping student, contemplating on what his next move should be.

Since they were children he'd had an odd fixation on the younger girl. This curiosity of his stemmed from a dark mass locked in the depths of his mind, it could sense the girl's own troubles. One could describe it as a sixth sense or perhaps a connection, it had some logic to it, from a twisted perspective. However, he kept his distance from the sweet tempered princess, as she was just that, a princess. Not only did his Uncle Madara treat her as such, but his parents as well. He wasn't trusted enough to be around Hinata, the reasoning to this would be what caused his dark mass to bloom.

Thinking back, he recalled that he'd been perhaps four or five, Sasuke hadn't been in the picture quite yet. He was sent to spend the summer with his grandfather, whom he never felt right with. He wasn't the only grandchild to be spending the summer with the elder Uchiha. His best friend Shisui's little sister, Yori, was staying with them as well. One day Itachi had found the slightly older girl crying, not from a fit or anything such as that, but frightful tears. He tried to comfort her and find out what had upset her so much, but she wouldn't say one word. Sadly, he didn't have to wait long to discover what had upset his cousin. Later that night, he walked past her room to see his grandfather doing unspeakable things to the poor girl.

He went back to his own room to wait for the disturbed elder to go to sleep. After what he thought was enough time, he went into the kitchen and selected a butcher knife. Calmly, he made his way into the room inhabited by the scum, upon entering the room he silently moved to the bed the sleeping man layed upon. Not feeling any remorse or hesitation he began stabbing the man. Multiple times, to the point he became saturated in the screaming man's blood.

After that happened, his parents had become wary of him. They kept the police out of the matter, so he wouldn't be forced to go to a juvenile correctional facility, but he may have well went. He was treated like a prisoner in his own home. It became worse when he started having post-nightmares of what he'd done. This caused him to become violent at random times, to the point that his Father had to hold him down while his Mother injected him with a high dosage sedative. This only lasted six months, it was almost as if he'd never had any episodes. Soon Sasuke arrived, his parents were cautious with him around the new baby but became relieved when they saw how affectionate he was towards him. Though they still couldn't trust him around Hinata.

Eventually he realized that his dark mass was started to press against its chambers, which would result in horrid results. So, him and Shisui ran away at the age of thirteen and fourteen. Shisui had his own dark mass, though it was not his story to tell. Events then unfolded to lead him to the position he was in now.

His attention is brought to the stirring girl, whom was sitting up now. Staring at him with opaque mirrors that held no emotion. This told me all he needed to know; she chose the darkness. They now shared the same world, for some reason this thought gave him chills. He takes in every movement coming from the Uchiha female. He notes how her inky blue tresses cascade over her shoulder as she moves her head in the slightest, bringing it to a tilt. Her opaque mirrors filling with an emotion that seemed a bit precarious for the situation the two were in.

"Ita-kun!" Her pet name for him comes out in a husky voice, this causes the male to quirk a brow. What happened to her? Besides the obvious persona she chose, why was she acting... His thoughts trail off when she starts to wriggle out of her skinny jeans. He then realizes what this behavior is stemming from. The tea. It had certain.. Side effects. Clearing his throat, he rises from his seat and heads into his office. Quickly returning with the pills he'd handed to her earlier. Giving her the medication and a bottle of water, he speaks, "Take one."

Pouting, she looks at him with doe eyes. Then sighs, taking a pill from the bottle she places it in her mouth following after with a swig of water. The pill starts to take effect moments later. Her eyes widen, looking around she finally looks up at him. "Why is everything so much.. Clear? And.." She looks down, her face flushing. "Why am I pantless..?" Raising his brows, he waits for her to remember. "Oh.." Bingo. She quickly pulls her skinnies back on. "You may go. Meet me in training room a tomorrow morning, at five." Nodding her head, she quickly slips out of his residence quarters. After she's left, he can't help but chuckle to himself.

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Authors Note: I hope you all enjoyed this chapter. Also, I hope you guys enjoyed Itachi's pov. I thought I'd play around with that. Let me know if you have any questions. Reviews are always welcomed. Good night. :)