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Soon the woman in her arms sobs died, and the other woman's hopes grew. To be saved, was it an illusion? Perhaps it was all a lie. She pat the pink girl's hair, a slow sinister grin growing on her lips.

Sasuke was talking to the girls in the cage next to them, their voices hushed. Bit by bit, her malice grew. These dogs were going to be slaughtered by her, soon as she put her plan into action.

Then the unexpected happened. The pink haired girl grabbed Hinata's breasts with both hands, pressing the soft flesh together. She stared at the girl, not allowing the surprise to show on her face. If she did, someone could see and suspect something. She had to keep pretending that they were fake. "There is no way these can be fake." Sakura looked up at her, no ill intent, just awe. "How…?" Hinata pressed her finger to the girls lips, her smile taunt. Such a silly girl. If she wasn't intent on saving them all, she would have had to kill her. But, for now, simple intimidation would have to do.

"I am a man, no?" The girl stared at her wide-eyed, sensing the underlying danger of Hinata's tone. Franticly, the girl shook her head, releasing Hinata's breasts from her grip.

Hinata stood, leaving the girl alone. If she was well enough to grope her, she was well enough to leave. She swooned onto the metal bar, drawing her crew member's attention. She pushed her breasts against the bars, the mettle digging into the soft flesh. A squirt of blood came from Itachi and Gaara's cage, but she ignored it.

"If I didn't know better, I would say they're real…" She heard Gaara mumble, she ducked her head to hide her grin. If the captors seen it, they would suspect something. That's around when she seen Itachi kneeling, holding his nose. That would explain the blood.

Being… A girl could be fun. She raised her gaze, looking helpless as she could. The watchdogs stared at her, jaws dropping. She raised her dress a bit, pretending to examine her hurt leg. The men drooled.

Such dogs. She was glad she was a man! At least she was proper and gentleman like. The men in front of her were swine.

They scrambled over each other, erections clearly outlined in their baggy garb. One of them brought out his keys, while the other quietly rushed him. She slowly trailed her fingers up her leg, waiting to pull out the hidden blades she had strapped to her thighs.

Behind them, Itachi and Gaara tensed. Itachi more so than Gaara. Seeing his captain so frail, so feminine awakened something in him. And not the nose bleed earlier, that was his man instinct when he seen ample, but fake, breasts pressed against those thick bars. His captain would have been a damn fine woman, if he wasn't so obviously a man. After all, a woman could never be a good at fighting, or as strong, and defiantly not nearly as blood thirsty. Hinata was the perfect man, perhaps just a tad bit short.

But as his captain lifted his dress, showing those long pale legs, he wished more than anything Hinata could be a girl. Why? So he could claim her, make her his, and treasure such beauty. Not once did he see a woman even close to Hinata's beauty, exotic or not. Her beauty was silent, but defiant. There was no way he could describe his captain, her beauty being unique.

Her helpless face made his insides burn, his hands ache for blood.

His anger was well aimed as the men opened Hinata's cage, ill intend clear in their eyes.

But it was sedated as his Captain sliced both men in the jugular, the blood squirting onto her, coating her pale skin in a spray of red.

He felt his member harden, for some strange reason. His captain was obviously a guy, so why was he feeling so attracted to him? Twin moons of his Captains eyes turned toward them, a sinister looking smirk pulling itself over his beautiful lips. A shiver of excitement made its way up his spine, adrenaline coursing through him. Perhaps he was gay? Either way, it didn't matter as he slowly got riled up, his need to fight exploding.

There was no one better to follow then Silver Eyes, Captain of the Blood Moon. He and Gaara exchanged looks, knowing what was to follow.

Sasuke plucked the keys from the dead bodies, his mission clear. Hinata was to kill the first wave and hold them off while he released the girls, then soon as the rest of them men came, Gaara, Itachi would hold them off while Sasuke led the girls to safety.

He looked up to his ex-fiancé, his heart pounding. She was so… Strong. She killed two men without hesitation, her movements so fluid.

It was… Hard to believe she was once to be married to him. A woman like her… Coated in blood, malice rolling off her in waves; a woman like her deserved to be treated like a man. She deserved to be a man.

He would follow her, no resistance now. He was so foolish before, thinking a woman could amount to nothing. Although he still had resilience after she beat him, which was all washed away now as he watched her stalk up to the approaching men, her blood coated skin glinting in the dim light.

This person in front of him was no woman. This was a beast.

She slashed through people left and right, not one person escaping her. He fiddled with the locks, trying not to get distracted. How could a woman be so strong? So rough? So…. Beautiful?

The pink haired girl from earlier stalked up behind Hinata, carrying a sword. For a moment his heart skipped, eyes going wide. Was she going to attack Hinata? Their savoir? Wait. Why did he feel so protective? So…. The woman slashed a man who tried to get past, only for Hinata to deliver to final blow. The two woman made eye contact, a silent agreement being made.

What… Just happened?

Hinata could not be happier. Their warm blood coated her skin, the metallic smell making her mouth water. This is what she loved, this is what she lived for.

A man made it past her, only to be slashed by Sakura, the pink haired maiden. They made eye contact. I'll get the ones who pass. Hinata grinned. Such a brave girl. She really thought that she, Hinata, needed help?

Ha.

She dropped who two blades, picking up a sword. Now she got serious. Bodies dropped one after another, the blood making the floor slick. The freed woman gave faint mumbles of encouragement, but fear radiated from them. She ignored them. If she thought of them, she might-

A man slashed down hard, the sword imbedding itself in her shoulder. Everybody stopped, including the opposing party. She looked to her shoulder, sneered, than pulled the blade out. Blood squirt, but she ignored it. The opposing party cheered, her bleeding showing new encouragement. She laughed, the sound low, making the opposing teams cheers die.

"Dirty pigs." She leaned down and grabbed another blade, her blood was warm as it flowed down her side. A few beads dropped from her fingers, joining the bloody pool on the ground. She stood, grinning. "Come, little pigs." They came flying at her, one after another, only to get cut down. She swayed, only to stand straight. She was Captain Silver Eyes. Despite being injured, she was understeered. Fear was radiating from all around her, the woman and the pigs both terrified. She looked back, Sasuke was now opening Itachi's and Gaara's cage. They were obviously rushing him as he fiddled with the keys, his hands shaky. Hey eyes trailed over him, his face was pale and eyes wide, the girls behind him looked to be near tears.

Weak.

This is why she had to be strong.

She looked forward, parrying someone who thought to stab her with her back turned. He got his head chopped off in return. One after another, they came after her. Her vision blurred, but her reflexes remained sharp. Her body began to dull, but she kept fighting.

"Captain." Itachi and Gaara tall body's blocked the incoming assault, their blades causing a rain of blood. She grinned. That's her boys.

Knowing the woman were in good hands, she let her weak body fall to the floor.

So fragile, and weak. She could have sworn her body was better trained then this.

She stared at the roof as the battle raged, her mind fighting unconsciousness. A blob of pink danced in her vision, then a blob of black. Soon, the two lulled her to sleep, the sounds of the men's screaming soothing her.

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Zeelee-Vallen: Oh no! Hinata D: Whats gonna happen? Find out next chapter!

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