... I'll Be The Savior ...
Waking up in a bright place. Head feeling light and fuzzy. Blinding light smothers your eyes. Is this Heaven?
Far from it, sadly I must say.
Feeling of dank musty sweat dripping across a forlorn woman. This could be Hell. Albeit one difference, the bright blinding light of a storm.
Hinata sat up slowly to check where she was. She was still in the Hyuga compound, in her old room in fact. She let her lazy gaze fall on the dusty items of her once room. The wilted flowers and the dirty picture frames of people she once knew.
She repeated mentally. She knew by now her friends probably have forgotten her, for that is all she was now, memories to them.Another lighting strike hit, startling her. She hoped up to her feet, a little shaky, but was able to move. A headache was attacking her head and flooded her mind when she stood up right. The pain numbing and intense. She rubbed the back of her head and was about to open the shoji when she heard voices outside her door.
She awakened her Byakugan and peered through the walls. It was only a servant girl, but she was talking to someone. Who?
She peered further with her all seeing eyes and Neji came into view. He had a clean bandage over his forehead that was still fresh with trickles of blood seeping through it. In his hands, was a tray carrying tea and oni girl.
Hinata quickly put her eyes to sleep and quickly slumped down on her futon, staring at the wall as if she had just woken up. The shoji had a tap, and without even having Hinata acknowledge, he let himself in.
"Hinata-sama." Neji greeted, going to his knees and setting the tray on the tatami, sitting cross-legged. "Neji-nisan she greeted." she looked him over, his robes a mess and his feet dirty, having no socks on. She dismissed it and reached for an oni girl, taking a bite of it slowly and chewing it slowly. They sat in silence for what seemed like infinite. They finished, she then decided to talk.
"What has happe-"
"Hinata-sama…" He interrupted, breaking his spell of silence. "I already am aware of your questions." He sighed. "…You should have never come back…" He whispered before starting.
"As you can see…Hanabi has taken over Hyuga."
"A-As was expected of h-"
"Don't interrupt." Neji intervened. "She is head, but…" He paused, looking at Hinata with his serious eyes.
"…But?"
"She is insane Hinata-sama." He answered lowering his gaze, preparing himself for her reaction. Hinata, at first simply stared at Neji. Then a small smile appeared on her features.
"Neji-nisan, I am aware you don't like Hanabi that m-much but she is not insane."
"She IS!" Neji yelled, jumping to his feet, spilling the tea onto the dusty tatami. "Hinata-sama, she has killed off half the clan!" Hinata froze. Then shook her head.
"N-no, that's n-n-not possible."
"How can you tell me it is not possible!? I have witnessed it with my own eyes! While you were off……off with that Uchiha teme!!"
"What could I have done!? Father forced me to leave!" She rebottled.
Neji paused, but simply brushed it off. He kneeled to Hinata and placed his hands and her shoulder roughly. He looked her straight into the eyes once more, so she could see the sincerity in them. She was getting fidgety, and felt a bit awkward with those intense eyes on her, he was close to her face.
"She…has killed about all the branch house." He said grimly. "She probably would have killed me if you had not intervened."
"But why!?" she said, tying not to strain her voice. Neji closed his eyes, as if in thought.
"She calls it, cleansing…"
... If You can Be The Sinner ...
He sat in the futon, tossing, turning, switching sides. All in the name of sleep! Damnit, nothing goes the way it's planned. Ever.
It was eat, sleep, and repeat.
But now he can't even get over the sleep part. Throwing blankets in over his legs. Touching his toes together, oh what a site to see. He rubbed his legs together and pushed them against each other until his legs clicked.
By now the sweat was running down his forehead and fresh streams of it were glistening off his naked chest. He turned to his side and stared out of the window, looking at the moon with thought. He closed his eyes and with a huff and a sigh, he breathed in deeply and exhaled, relishing in the feeling. He had the lulluby of the rain craddle him to sleep.
He was close to slumber but then…
Grrrrrrrrmmm
His eyes shot open and he quickly grimaced.
He mentally screamed. I'm so hungry.He shot out of bed, throwing the pillows around and the blanket flying everywhere.
He stumbled into the kitchen, rummaging through cabinets. Getting some left-over curry chicken. He checked the clock.
He cursed to himself and grumbled as he stumbled through the hall and onto the futon, face first into the pillow. Staring at Hinata's futon from the side of his eye he gave a sigh and shifted. He grimaced at himself for waiting for that woman and tried to calm the broken dam of emotions he had flowing through him. Why would she be so important to him? She hasn't done much for him.He thought miserably breathing heavily into the pillow.The moon flew higher in the sky, slowly disappearing, but the sun wasn't up yet. Hidden behind the rain clouds.
She was in his arms, he had his hands on her hips greedily, tightly. He breathed into her neck and got a huge fragrance of vanilla tea and lavender bath oils. The scents overpowering him like rainbow waterfalls. Licking her neck, down to her shoulder for a taste of sweet dew on his tongue…slipping his hand under the kimono…
…Kami…
His eyes jolted open, his pupils dangerously undiluted. He huffed for fresh air but only wheezed in dust from the dirty compound. He started to cough violently. He was hot and his face was so crimson it could be compared to well, Hinata's.
He felt it…Oh Kami. He got the hots. And in the bad way. Heh, good thing for him no one was around. 'This time.' He thought, embarresed.
He got flustered and lie on his stomach, feeling it press hard against the futon.
This would be a long. Long, night.
... I'd Be The Tingle on your neck ...
"What do you mean by 'cleansing'?" She questioned. The older one sighed. "I do not know either Hinata-sama." She winced at sama. He kept on repeating it. Was he taunting her?
"Why do you continue to call me sama? " She asked softly, diverting the subject. "You know as well as everyone else that I am nothing close to that." She muttered, placing a hand under her chin, averting her eyes away from him. He gave a simple hidden smile.
"You will always be the heiress." Suddenly, there where sounds outside the shoji, and scuffling of feet. Neji furrowed his eyebrows and quickly lept out of the window. Feeling that familiar chakra.
Before he leapt out, he gave a smile glance at Hinata and bid her the best of luck. Then leapt into the rain.
Soon, in came Hanabi, a sour look upon her face. She gave a loathing look at Hinata as she leisurely strolled in, rolling her kimono and robes gracefully in her hand to keep it from dragging, just like a real hime it seemed. She sneered at her older sister who was neatly seated on her knees, hands folded over her legs. Hanabi slit her eyes, feeling adrenaline rush into her crazed stone cold veins.
"Hanabi-neechan."
"Hinata."
Hinata's eyes widened at the harshness in Hanabi's voice
There was silence. They heard the rain outside the window, and the shadows of the drops splattered the room, and across the estranged siblings.
"Well, enough chit-chat." Hanabi stated sarcastically, a goofy, yet eerie smile sprawled on her face, but quickly reverted back to the hard gaze of venom. "Why are you here?" She asked ferociously. Hinata fidgeted but looked her in the face.
'Don't stutter.' She said to herself.
"It was only a mission."
"But your married, so go back to him." She replied quickly.
"I have come to visit."
"Well, glad you came." She answered back coyly, her voice emphasizing every word, rotting onto each one like horrid fruit. Hinata took a deep breath.
"What have y-you done Hanabi?" Hinata murmured. Hanabi looked for a second, head high.
"Doing what Chichue would have wanted."
"And what is that Hanabi-neechan!?"
"Run this clan right!" Hanabi screamed back.
Lighting flashed and flesh against flesh rang through the air. Hanabi grabbed the red mark on her face and dug her nails into it, not believing she had just done that. Hinata slapped her, hard too and it left an impression.
She jumped on Hinata and slammed her onto the tatami, and slapped her back on the face with a chakra infused palm. Back handed her to be more accurate, leaving a ring mark on her face.
Hinata kicked for her stomach but she dodged it and flipped on her side.
Both were at separate sides of the room. Both huffing.
Hanabi took off her clan's traditional coat and was left with only the robes. Hinata tore off her long jacket, reveling fishnet.
"BYAKUGAN!" Two voices shouted.
...And If You Were the Angel's Breath...
A/N: Well, it's been about a year no, some of you thought I was dead?…Well shame on you! My writing has DEFINATLIY gotten much more better, and I'm using more visualization. Yep yep. Next chapter will be up soon. And I've become one year wiser and one year smarter. I really like this chapter, the plots actually coming out WOW! That's new! LOL And guess whats wrong with Sasuke! Why is he hot? Why is he red? WHY ARE HIS NIPPLES HARD!?…oops, think I gave it away LOL
Oh and here's the whole poem! Maybe next time it'll be lyrics
'I'll Be The Savior
If You can Be The Sinner
I'd Be The Tingle on your neck
And If You Were the Angel's Breath
I Could Be All that pain you feel
If I could be those deep chills
Made that up like in 5 minutes LOL