Haha, I see you guys liked Itachi using Naruto's line. I wasn't going to use it, because I never really thought of it. But at that last minute, I thought of it and added it. Alright, here is the next chapter.
Itachi gripped the steering wheel of his car loosely, like he didn't have a care in the world. He sped along at the right speed, and didn't act at all inconspicuous. Even having kidnapped the one person he cared about the most, he could mask his emotions well.
Hinata was situated in the back of his small car, her head resting on a small pillow Itachi had taken from his room. She was sleeping on the seat, her feat crunched up near her chest. Itachi had thrown a red blanket over her, to make her more comfortable and it anyone looked in he could just say she was napping after a long ride. He wasn't a prodigy for nothing.
Hinata. Now you have to trust me, look up to me, and love me. There is no one else around to give you the things I have been giving you since childhood. Itachi thought one thing that he would never say aloud. I'm sorry Hinata. For what I have done, I am truly sorry.
Itachi hadn't had much time to pack when he kidnapped the Hyuuga heir. He had packed lightly, bringing two outfits, one for him, and one for Hinata that he had stolen from Sasuke. It would fit her, but it would be baggy. Additionally, he had taken food for the night as well as plenty of money. They would need plenty of it along the path he had chosen.
Itachi spotted a small wooded area and pulled over when he noticed that Hinata was starting to stir. She whimpered in her sleep and fisted the soft blanket between her tough hands.
Unbuckling his seat belt, Itachi opened the door and then leaned his seat over so he could get to his hime. She mewled again in her sleep and then slowly woke, opening her light colored eyes, blinking at the sudden light.
"Nice to see you awake, Hinata-chan," Itachi said, leaning closer to her as she looked up at him with wide eyes.
"I-Itachi-kun? Where are we?" she asked softly, throwing the blanket off and trying to sit up. Itachi however, pushed against her chest gently and set her back down, propping her dark head on the cushy pillow.
"We are somewhere on the way to a special place," Itachi said, tucking her back in, like a mother would. He could fell her eyes on his head and turned to her. "Somewhere we can be together forever with no interruptions."
W-what is he saying? What does he mean by that? Hinata's fragile heart started to thump harder and she gripped the fringe of her sweater. "What do you mean by that?" she asked, trying to keep her voice even like her father had taught her.
Itachi placed the seat back in place and started the car up again, buckling his seatbelt. He pulled back out, saying, "You need to buckle up too." Hinata complied, confused. "What I mean is we are going to a place where no annoying pests can bother us. It will just be you and me." He turned around and glared at her. "There is no escape. You are mine and no one can take you away from me."
"Hanabi-chan, have you Hinata-chan?" Mikoto asked, running her fingers gently through her hair, trying to ease the knots out of it.
Hanabi paused in her arguing with the Uchiha and said, "No. I haven't seen her since lunch."
Hiashi entered with Fugaku. "We haven't seen Itachi or Hinata since lunch."
Sasuke froze. I don't want to know what happened, was his first thought.
Last year, Sasuke had finally learned of Itachi's odd obsession with Hinata. He had been looking for Itachi and had gone into his room. Feeling curious, Sasuke had explored around the neat room and found a small collection of photos in Itachi's bed. The pictures had all been of Hinata.
Sasuke didn't notice Naruto until the blond hit him on the head. "Hey, what's up with you? Itachi probably just wanted to show her something and is a little late. No freak out necessary," he said, smiling.
The adults all had their eyes on the poor Uchiha.
"Sasuke honey?" Mikoto walked over to her younger son and tried hard to smile but couldn't. "Do you know something that you aren't telling us?"
Sasuke sighed. "I think Aniki has kidnapped Hina-chan," he said calmly not letting his inner anger and regret show.
Hiashi, his face deadly, hauled Sasuke up by the collar of his shirt, making them eye to eye. "What are you talking about?" he snarled, white eyes glaring down at him.
"Put my son down now!" Mikoto ordered.
"Itachi has this weird obsession with Hina," Sasuke explained, still held up in the air by Hiashi. "I think he might be in love with her and kidnapped her."
Mikoto froze in her attempt to free Sasuke and turned wide eyes to him. "What do you mean? Itachi has only ever shown proper feelings for Hinata-chan. I'm sure this is just a misunderstanding."
Hanabi walked calmly to her father and latched herself to his sturdy leg. She burrowed her head into his stomach and whimpered. He released Sasuke, letting him hit the floor, and held onto her head. "What is it Hanabi-chan?"
"Hinata-neesan is gone," she said, lifting her small head, showing the tears that clung to her dark eyelashes. "I can feel it."
Naruto helped Sasuke up. "I'm sure that's not the case," he said, trying to be his usual optimistic self.
Fugaku stepped up. "I think Hanabi and Sasuke are right," he said clearly. "Itachi must have taken her."
Mikoto paled. "What are we going to do?"
"Track them down."
He's insane!
Hiding from the apparently mental Uchiha, Hinata burrowed under the blanket and tried to imagine that she was not in a car with a delusional teenager that wanted her all to himself. However, his presence was hard to not notice, so she gave up and lifted her head when he pulled to another stop.
Itachi kept his face to the front. "We are stopping here for tonight," he explained. "If you cause trouble I will not hesitate to use force, got it?"
Scared, Hinata nodded. Itachi got out of the car and helped her out, letting her keep the blanket wrapped around her. It wasn't called a security blanket for nothing.
Walking slowly, Itachi gripped her right elbow loosely in his huge hand, making sure that she wouldn't disobey him and run. She refused to look at him, infuriating the genius, and instead chose to focus on the ground.
Making it to the check in area, Itachi pulled Hinata along, pulling the blanket over her head, affectively hiding her face.
Behind the glass plated window and desk, a skinny man with greasy hair looked up and asked in a lazy tone, "So wha' do you need?"
"One room for the night, one bed," he said, feeling Hinata shake beneath his fingers.
Only one bed? No, this can't be happening?!
The man didn't seem to notice or care about Hinata's apparent fear. Itachi slipped him the money through a slot in the window and the man handed him the key. "Number thirteen. Have a good night."
Hinata let herself be led up the flight of stairs and to a door, located somewhere in the middle of the others. Itachi set the key in the door, turned it, and pulled her along into the room. He yanked the blanket off of her head and lifted her up onto his shoulder.
"L-let me go!" she yelled, but he just plopped her onto the single bed in the middle of the room. He smirked at her and sat on the edge, watching as she inched away.
"You don't have to be scared of me," he told her.
"W-why s-shouldn't I?" she asked boldly. "Y-you took me away from my family!"
Itachi shook his head sadly. "I had to. With them there, there was no way of us being together."
Horrified, Hinata ran to the door, sobbing, but Itachi snatched her back again. "Don't run," he told her, glaring down at her shaking form.
Why is this happening?
An: So, a tad longer. Better or not?
A bit of angst, but don't worry, there won't be a lot through the story. I don't do angst. I'm more of a drama person.
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