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Warning: Detailed abusive scene. Not suitable for younger readers and some may find disturbing.

NARUTO!

Hinata's dream…(also the conflict with her father, that Neji overhears the beginning of in chapter 7)

"No one knows." She whimpered. "They think it was Neji-"

"Neji?" Hiashi boomed. "If the council hears of this, they will want you to marry."

"But I can't do that to him-" She was cut off with another slap.

If Hinata walked from her father with a hand mark across her face, she doubted that the other Hyuuga would care or even notice. Many would probably encourage her punishment, and besides, who would challenge their leader. However, Hiashi only directed two hits their at best, but any skin covered by her thick clothing was fair game.

"Stupid child. You cannot marry a Branch member. You WILL marry someone from the main house."

"What will you do to Neji if the council hears?" She asked flatly, showing no tears.

"I will have no choice. Even if he is my brother's son." He turned his back on the young girl. If she believed him to possess such feelings, she would have thought he'd be quite sad at this prospect. It seemed as if only memories of his brother bought any reasoning to him now.

"No, I won't let you!" She lunged for him, kunai drawn. She knew it'd be helpless, but this was all his fault anyway. If he was dead, Neji wouldn't be angry with her anymore. Her family would be safe. She would be free to do as she wished. The hatred she tried so hard not to harbour burst fourth and upon her father, in a single attack. Was this how Neji felt towards her? Does he still feel this way?

She heard his sadistic laughter as he stopped her pathetic attack and threw her down.

"Good, I like it when you fight back; I have more reason to educate you."

She tried to stand up, but he immobilized her in seconds. She had her reasons not to defy him when she came to these 'meetings', but once she was here and his hand was clasped firmly over her mouth, she was close to loosing all reason. Once she had managed to scream, so loud, but no one came. She didn't want to think no one cared, so she deduced that the room was sound-proofed. In a flash a gag was present.

He held the top of her jacket together, as she struggled to keep his other hand away. As always, nothing was prevented, as in one swift pull, the zip was undone and the jacket opened. She never quite knew how he managed to tug her arms free so easily, even though she was the one it was done to. She felt like a rag doll, being thrown around in the hands of an uncaring infant.

Falling, unceremoniously, to a heap on the floor, he jerked her onto her back once again. He yanked at her feet to bring her to him, their groins connecting behind layers of clothing. Pushing against her, he reached a hand under her shirt and squeezed the flesh their, staring into her frightened eyes. She shook violently, and thumped miserably at his shoulders, pushing with barely any effect. He suddenly grasped both of her forearms and slammed them down beside her head.

"Let me see you, Hinata." He hissed through a whisper.

Holding the both with one hand, he slammed them again, leaving them very briefly paralysed, as he roughly bought the black under top from her head completely. Her skin left burned from the friction, welcomed the cold of the wooden floor. Her mind, on the other hand, was screeching for escape. The bandages she wore around her breasts were shredded away and she felt warm lips enclose around her right nipple, sucking hard and with unforgiving force.

Hands across the top of the arms, his arm along her chest, anything to keep her down. Bites along her shoulders and chest, scorching as blood hit the air. She whimpered into her gag and words of protest came out in fearful muffles. He quickly shot a hit into her gut to cease her movements as he made short work of her pants. They were easier, coming off in a few sharp and angry tugs.

Now, bared all to him, he entered her, and she came close to tears. Not this time, she told herself. His only intent was to injure her, like Neji previously, crushing her tiny frame with his body and hands. The difference was, she was positive Neji would never go so far. Hands grasped at her hips forcefully keeping her in place, as he pounded into her hard, his groans vibrated through her, though barely audible to the ear.

Once, Hiash deluded himself into thinking of her as her mother. She forgave him that time, with a heart that wanted to believe he cared. One that wanted to hear she was her mother. After all, her mother was desired and cared for from so many. She was injured completely, but he caressed her aching limbs and moaned her mother's name as he came, forcefully inside her. Somewhere along the line, he saw her as a tool. One for release only.

Those forceful and unwanted caresses, became hits and painful restraints. She was the result of his frustrations, no matter how small or insignificant; something he could forever control. He was like Gaara at the Chuunin exams, but in a completely different context. He held no remorse and didn't show an ounce of guilt anymore.

He slammed into her uncontrollably. Unwanted and sudden orgasms overtook her again and again. Her mind was numb. She tried to forget, but the pain was claiming her. He must have been really mad, because this was the longest and most feared it had ever been before. She would sleep on the floor that night. It was a risk to high to take her to her room.

"Don't kill him." She mumbles, when all of him was sated and his clothes were being replaced.

"If you marry him, I'm going to have to let you go. You know what will happen then."

"Hannabi…Leave, leave her alone."

"She tried to stand, but fell right back down.

"I know you'll never do anything. Why are you so weak?" He asked, emotionless, before leaving.

Sore was all she thought to describe it. Her whole body was sore, weak and throbbing. A fitful sleep that night, included the death on Neji. Hanabi's fate she had some control over, but Neji's she hadn't…

NARUTO!

Umm, hope it wasn't too bad. And believe me when I say that I don't mean to offend anyone with this. Um, not proof read either - wow doing alot of that lately. Sorry.