((Hey guys! Guess you haven't heard from me in a while… well, I was totally freaking out about having to write a mini-climax and what if I couldn't do it justice… Then my good friend Flaming goddess went and wrote her second chapter (and she takes FOREVER!!) to through the wounds and I thought 'I need to get that chapter done soon or… something bad will happen!
But I couldn't do it alone…so I went and read so much bad Naruhina that I couldn't stand it. A special thank you to all those really awful Naruhina oneshots that are scattered throughout the expansive servers of fanfiction. (Though I did have to search kinda hard because Naruhina's drafted some very good writers…) you inspired me to say 'I CAN'T TAKE THIS ANYMORE! And want to bash open my head. (Except one or two which I might have to keep reading sweatdrop)
Also very sorry if Karin is out of character, I don't read much manga (hence why the rest of the snake is missing…) of Naruto so I don't even know if her head is…red…or black. I'm going with red right now though.
Forever avoiding the inevitable,
Sky))
"Oh my god…" She fell back, for these pale red eyes were inhuman, they were pupilesss and ghostly, and she could not speak, except to utter the words
"Oh my god…" She was shaking all over, but she slowly came to her senses and stood up. Though the sight was truly disturbing, the paranoia of the night had whisked her away.
"Itachi-san…" she whispered. Her hand now pressed against the glass… for there, in what some strange stand in a jar were a pair of bloody red and lifeless eyes. The blood was dry and crumbling off the sides of where two needles pinned them to the side of the jar. They were obviously taken long ago…and if you could look closely in the eerie illumination of the night, you could see faint traces of the mangekyou sharingan. She shivered and quickly removed her hand… she could not remove her eyes from the stare though, and she was transfixed by the imprisoned eyes of Sasuke's long-lost brother.
In a way… she realized, Sasuke was just like Naruto. His rival, in a way his friend, had beat him at everything and then fled.
In a way… it's sort of like me and Neji… she shook her head, for Neji would never do something so horrible as to kill Hiashi and the clan, or to run cowardly to Orochimaru.
Orochimaru… she had heard of his madman experiments, but never had she ever seen (or wanted to see) them in person. Now, in the face of a tormented faded memory, Hinata could not look away from blank stare. Now the only thought in her head was
Where is the rest? The eyes were a blank red, no pupils… no black traces, just red. Almost as if some one had peeled them of and stuck them on something else. She began to sweat in paranoia, for what would happen-
"If someone were to find out you were here, I assure you the outcome would bring you pain."
For a moment Hinata believed it was Itachi speaking, but as she slowly shattered the eye contacr, and turned her shaking head, she realized she was in a much worse situation than expected.
"O-orochimaru-s-sama" She had stuttered, she would have chastised herself for the old habit, but she was too frozen in feer. The moonlight trickled in through the door, glinting on his wicked grin.
"Hinata-san…I hope you are well." He glanced for the shackle, and seeing the shape of the doorknob in her clothing a cackle of laughter shook his throat with malice.
She was terrified. Terrified, but not dumbfounded, no that was old Hinata. Quickly, she lurched for her kunai she had dropped at the sight of the eyes… the eyes…
"Quite useful those were." He had read her thoughts… crossing into the room he took no notice of her weapon as a hawk would of a slightly pointed blade of grass. All that mattered was the the sqealing mouse trapped in his claw.
Hinata didn't move. She was not sorry to have come, ad did not want ton apologise for the sake of her village. Yet, she was ever fearful. Though her heart had begant to sew itself together since it's great shatter so long ago, she still could not help but think of the pain whenever she saw Orochimaru. Six months was it? She had lost count. Perhaps the scratches by her bed knew.
She had thought too long, and her Kunai had disappeared from her hand and now was being held lazily at her throat. Those grinning eyes and twisted mouth were now locked on her. In the liquid moonlight he looked like a madman, like the face of a dead forest, the loping vines and dead leaves falling over knarled features. He didn't look like himself… perhaps neither did she.
"Itachi came to me willingly… so long ago, he was younger than Sasuke."
"T-that's not true." Damn, why did she stutter? She gasped slightly at his widening grin and the Kunai pricked her neck slightly, a tiny dot of red appearing at the base.
"Y-you're lying. He almost killed you…then j-j-oined the-"
"Oh… no, that wasn't Itachi. Itachi Uchiha's eyes were in this jar by the age of fourteen."
Hinata flinched, back this time, but remained silent.
"At the first mention of power he came to me. I attempted training him, but he was too confident. That's the thing about geniuses, you can't teach them anything. So… despite the bloodline I wanted so much… I killed him."
Killed him? How long has he been dead? Sasuke… what about him… Sasuke Uchiha is living a lie!
"The Itachi you have heard of… was not Itachi at all. It was a clone, a fair fraction of my power, and it was me… who killed Sasuke's family. It was in doing this I gained a full mangekyou, and a new, better potential body."
In an instant, the small seeds of slight respect for Orichimaru Hinata owned were boiled away by hatred.
"Why… how… HOW D-DARE YOU KILL ALL THOSE PEOPLE! YOU-" She was not herself anymore, the moonlight had twisrted her. She woulkd kill him, she would kill him now. She knocked the kunai away and lunged.
"Do you really think a weakling can beat me? You may have improved, but not THAT much my dear." He was right… His smirk sickened her.
"T-" She was interrupted again, for a dark howl pierced the night. It was fiendishly familiar… human?
"Kiba…" She whispered… Orochimaru used this whisper of absent mindness to pin the heiress against the wall.
"Sasuke will find his brother is dead, and then he will be weak… that is when his soul will die, and mine will live."
"I WILL TELL HIM! I'LL TELL HIM EVERYTHING! TOGETHER WE WILL DESTROY YOUR DISGUSTING PLOTS FOREVER! TOGETHER WE-" Her mouth was covered sharply. The thought of Sasuke's ignorance fading was actually a threat…. Good. He didn't have anything on her except her life, which was for some reason he still needed.
How very wrong she was.
Nevertheless, she was not quieted, and the moonbeans rebounded off her furious eyes as she bit his clammy hand until it bled,
"You may not wish to do that Hinata-san." Orochimaru was not phased, or if he was, he did not show it.
Hinata hissed, but then stopped, dumbfounded for the second time as Orochimaru opened yet another door.
Hinata froze. Her eyes glased over with a tremor of horror. Everything inside her, all the strength inside her wilted away. She sank to the floor. The body was mangled, crouched in a
Twisted way that seemed inhman. The howl resounded once more… Kiba was coming…
All thoughts in Hinata's head were faint. Just as her confidence began to emerge, and her heart began to mend, it was shattered again. This creature was worse than anything, the most terrifying thing that Hinata had ever witnessed.
"If you swear to silence… I will give you back your sister."
((This is part one you guys, part two will be up soon (As in probably by the end of the week. It'll be longer. I usually wait until "I have like five reviews before updating, so you could speed things up if you felt nice. I'm sorry it's kinda badly written, but I totally blew out all my pent up artsyness stuff on a canvas a couple days ago and it needs to build up again.))