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Warning; Sad, tragic and possibly horror

Chronicles of Mistress Cinnamon

One-Shot; Thirteen

Title; Stay with Me

Pairing; Zabuza x Hinata

Summary; He wants her to stay with him even after what's he done

Stay with Me

Her skin was no longer a healthy pale, now it was chalky white reminding him of those sick and near death people he had seen in the hospital. Perspiration rolled down her freezing skin soaking her thin clothing that only consisted of a tank top and pants, her tears mixed with her perspiration. Her body trembled with fear and pain making the wooden chair she sat upon vibrated under her violent shaking. She clawed at the seat of the wooden chair, hard making her hands soak with blood that from beneath her nails.

However, her breathes were even, her voice was controlled even if it shook with her trembling and croaked with her tears. Her eyes were no longer filled with emotion-no longer shined with life and love. Dark bags circled under her lavender eyes, her sickly pale skin had blue and black marks all over. Cuts, slashes…and hand marks covered her skin. Some of her wounds dripped blood at the moment.

He sat before her on his knees panting hard, thick tears rolled down his tanned and aged skin. His body trembled too if not more than hers and he didn't even have wound upon his skin. He had ripped the bandages around his face a few minutes ago off, they lay at her swollen and blue feet. His demon teeth gleamed in the moonlight that came through the window as he let a wail of pain escape his throat. His large sword before her feet, ready to be wielded by her bleeding hands and used upon him with the fury she felt deep down even if she didn't show it.

His head was bowed forward, dark hair hanging forward hiding his pain filled face from her yet she could clearly see the crystal tears dripping to the wooden floor. She didn't need her bloodline trait to see that he was in pain too- it wasn't physical pain but mental and emotional pain. She felt three types of pain while he only felt two…it was still pain.

"H-he almost k-killed you…" His voice rasped out from his dry and swollen throat. His son-their son had almost killed his own mother…and it was his entire fault. He had only wanted their son to be like him…instead their son became a real demon. The day he had married his wife, he had vowed to protect her and if he failed she had to kill him…she had never agreed to it.

"H-he wasn't o-our s-son." His wife said, her voice wasn't controlled anymore and a loud sob leapt from her lips-he felt his heart launch painfully at the sound.

"Stay w-with m-me…?" He couldn't stop the words from coming out his mouth, he didn't regret them either. He would surely die the instant she turned her back to him even if he deserved it her not protecting her. He would understand if she did turn her back to him…if she did hate him…if she did pick up his trusty sword and swing towards his neck.

She flew from the chair knocking it over in the process and wrapped her skinny arms around his muscled neck. His strong arms wrapped around her small waist tightly and he buried his face in her neck while her face buried into his bare chest. His tears ran down her neck onto her back and her tears down his chest.

"Always."

I've never seen a ZabuzaxHinata story so...

The son wasn't Haku for those who were wondering.

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