'… To Any One That Will Listen…' . .
He had never seen something so brutal. Yes, he, after all the years of the fighting he had seen in his life, this was something so purely animalistic, he couldn't even believe his eyes that one of the dueling woman was Hinata.
He slid open the door and saw the last seconds of the fight, the seconds were she tore off her own sibling's skin from the shoulder and neck.
It reminded him of a time when he set up a camp for the night during his travels; two wolves fighting, always aiming for the neck and trying to rip out each others wind pipes.
He pulled Hinata away from Hanabi and quickly ran off with her.
Through the room and onto the hallways of the clan mansion. He stuck out like red at a funeral.
Members were opening their doors to the loud pounding of his shoes on the wooden floors and peering their heads out to see the running figures. By this time, Hinata was struggling to have her aching legs catch up to his insane pace.
They finally made it outside, continuing their run far past the mansion. He had a hold of Hinata's arm the entire time.
She finally snatched it away from him and stopped running. There were red finger marks across the flesh of her forearm, she noticed.
He turned to her in a tired face but understood, as he ungracefully sat on the ground, looking up to the sky with his head against a tree's trunk.
She stopped as if thinking for a second, then finally joined him, sitting slightly to his right, to his surprise.
They stayed like that for a while. Neither of them knew what to say. But when they actually thought about it, neither of them really wanted to speak a word. They just sat there and listened to the songs of the crickets, feeling the hot still air across themselves.
Sasuke noticed Hinata fiddling with her ripped shirt, she was tying a rip that went over her chest, connecting it to the fabric it was ripped from at her shoulder. She tied it, but the knot undid itself, showing some cleavage while she tried to keep it from going any further.
He slid his arms over and knotted it for her, but made sure his forearms didn't brush against her bosom. She stared up to him and saw him staring back. And then…
…he laughed. He roared in laughter and smothered his face in a palm and then slicked it into his hair. She smiled. She never heard him laugh like this, trying to remember if he ever really did laugh in front of her.
"What were you doing?" He questioned in an amused voice. She sighed. "I was fighting, what did it seem like to you?" She answered in a gentle but not as shy voice.
"No I meant why did you…pffftt…Bite her!!" He chuckled. Despite his thoughts of how savage the bite seemed to him, he couldn't shake the hilarity in it all.
Hinata bit her sister. Like she was a piece of food! From a spectators point of view, it was funny in a sick way.
'Yeah, I'm completely sick.'
He thought. Mockingly chiding to himself.
Hinata seemed to think to herself for a second, then added her own little giggle. She leaned her head to the trunk, mimicking Sasuke.
"Uhm…I really don't know…" Was her answer. "It seemed like the right attack at the time…" Was her meek explanation. Sasuke rubbed his temples. "It seemed like you thought she was dinner rather than an opponent." He joked. She smiled and gave her small laughs.
"Yes, it did seem that way." She smiled to him, and he actually smiled back, but it was also one of his 'cool' smirks, but more genuine .
Sasuke looked back to the sky and she examined his face. He wasn't smirking anymore, but he didn't have a scowl either.
He was content. And she found that she liked him when he was this way, she soon followed him and stared at the sky.
'…When I Saw Her Tears Glisten…' . .
She couldn't remember when they returned to the estate at the night. She was still wounded from the previous battles with Hanabi, but the bouncing pain in her head had dissipated and she wasn't as fatigued as she was in these past months. She then realized that the fatigue she had been having was due to depression. She then thought more deeply and realized that her spitting up blood was also due to this, but her past injuries did affect slightly to it, but the depression hit her harder than her old scars.
She decided to go to an outside market near by.
'I have never felt this comfortable in a long while.'
She thought. She walked from one stand to another. Judging fruits and vegetables on how ripe and ready they are. Purchasing tea flavors and buying some already prepared meals. She bought the essentials. The day was hot and she welcomed the weather, but somewhat missing the cold in The Snow.
Not too many people where out this early in the morning, and she enjoyed the pleasantness. She hadn't seen too many people she recognized since she came back, but she noticed a flamboyant pink at a medicinal stand.
"Sakura-san!" Hinata called, Sakura poked her head up from the stand and beamed at Hinata.
"Oh wow! Your already out and about?" She questioned a bit concerned. "You should rest y'know, you could have died last night." She added, fingering a jar of snake liquor in her hand. Hinata squeaked. "You d-drink that stuff?" She asked, ignoring what she had said.
"Ha, no way, Naruto loves it though." Hinata half-heartedly smiled. "H-how is he?" She asked in a small voice but trying to sound as normal as possible. Sakura grinned.
"He has been well, y'know, the usual self. I told him you came back, and he was real happy. He asked how you and…" She hesitated, remembering what Sasuke did last night, "Sasuke were doing." She wasn't willing to tell her what he had done and what was said.
Hinata smiled to herself. "It has been better than the beginning." She answered. Sakura looked at her sheepishly. "Ah, that's…good." Sakura faked a smile. Then Hinata's own smile dimmed down, and she looked at Sakura seriously.
"I will not pretend with you Sakura-san…I-I heard you and him last night." She paused, and Sakura swallowed hard. "Look I…
"NO! You will not cut me off!" Hinata shouted at the taller girl, realizing how loud she was, she quieted down. "I know what happened, and what went on. I also heard you stop it, and for that, I am grateful…for my sake and Naruto's." She said sadly. "I don't love Sasuke and I believe I will never love anyone again. But I am happy that you stopped it. I do know you liked Sasuke a-at one point."
"Hey! Don't bring that crap up! I did when I was a small stupid brat! But I wouldn't cheat!!" Sakura shouted. Hinata only smiled. "And for that, again, I am grateful."
"I am a woman now." She paused and then took in a breath. "I thought that I changed once when I was younger, but now, I know that even though I didn't consider myself trash any more, I was still treated as such. And I was the same because I didn't defend myself. I didn't change at all, I just pretended I did. But I will fix that now...somehow. So I will woman up and not ignore these type of things." She felt her eyes become wet, but she was only teary eyed because she was remembering how pathetic she is.
Sakura was so shocked, you could imagine her mouth agape if she had let it. "Hinata…I didn't know you feel that way…" She was about to touch her shoulder but Hinata bowed and left.
'…My Ears Would Do Anything But Listen …' .
She busied herself in the kitchen and found that she was starting to become use to the Uchiha home. It was quiet in the compound but it was peaceful. She wasn't crowded like how she had been at Hyuga.
She was eating her simple meal when Sasuke appeared from the entrance. He eyed her, eating her omelet topped with stir fried vegetables.
"Good morning." She said between chews.
"Yeah, you too…"
He rummaged through the refrigerator and found it full to his surprise. He pulled out a frozen meal and popped it into the microwave.
"Cooking for one today?" He questioned. Hinata looked at him then her meal, and then she realized she forgot his breakfast. "Ohhh! I'm sorry!" She jumped from her chair, scraping it on the floor, but Sasuke shook his head. "It's fine, I was joking. I can feed myself."
"Are you sure?" She asked, hesitantly seating herself. He nodded. "You don't cook if you don't want too." She poked out her lip a little in a look similar to a pout and then continued eating, staring at the meal.
He leaned against the stove top waiting for his food to finish heating but jumped when he felt a burn rise from his palm.
"Shit!" He rubbed his palm and winced when he felt it burn, then quickly put it under cold water. He had forgotten stoves were still hot when you finish cooking.
While he tended to his burn, Hinata took his meal of pre made rice balls out of the microwave and left the kitchen.
When he finished, he looked to the table and noticed her absence and then noticed his rice balls on top of her half eaten omlette and some vegetables left.
He softly grinned to himself, then ate
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He found her outside sitting on a blanket by the small pound that was at the courtyard, doing something odd in a book.
"You didn't have to do that." Sasuke said to her, taking a seat with her. "Onigirl was enough for me." She didn't respond but continued pressing a small buttercup into a book that was full of pressed flowers. He got a little annoyed at her lack of discussion. He was just trying to be nice. 'I haven't been kind in a long time…'.
"Did you do all of those?" He questioned in true interest. She nodded. He then started to bubble.
"What? Your not in a talking mood?" He asked, trying not to sound mad. Her chest rose deeply and then she exhaled loudly, she closed her flower book.
"I found Sakura-san at the market." She answered looking at the grass. He visibly tensed and then licked his lips. "Really?" He asked, not completely sure on what to say.
Hinata looked up to him and met his eyes. She didn't look mad, but not sad.
She was disappointed.
"Am I really that terrible? Am I so horrible to you?" She asked, getting onto her knee's to look at him on his level.
"What did she say?" He asked.
"She didn't need to say anything! I heard it myself!" She screamed, rising, making herself taller than him. He also rose.
"You…y-you had no right to do that, how could you do that to Naruto!"
'And me'.
She yelled at him trying even more to tower over him. He then rose completely to his feet and he was the taller one once again.
"Oh yeah poor Naruto, I'm sure she didn't even tell him!" He yelled. "What are you, a real wife all of the sudden?! If you are a real wife, then too bad, because I'm not a real husband." He grabbed her by the shoulders and then shoved her, but she didn't fall down, and she barely moved, to his small surprise.
"And I would never love you! Your ugly anyways!" He yelled, grinning triumphantly when he saw the shock on her face. Her shoulders then rose and bucked a little. She was about to tear up.
"Yeah! Go and cry! I want to see you cry! Go ahead! It's funny to me!" He smirked. She rubbed her eye with her palm but she didn't seem to shed any tears.
"And I want you to die!" She screamed, the loudest he had ever heard her, and pretty loud in general. She picked up her book, then walked quickly past him and bumped him on the shoulder. His smirk was still there but then slowly slid away. Then suddenly, he felt completely guilty. He said all of that terrible mess in rage.
' '…In Fear, I Became Deaf…'
Inside the home, she paced quickly to the front door and when she opened it, a man was there, his hand up ready to knock on the door. "oh!" Hinata squeaked. The man only smirked. "Oh miss Hinata, did you sense me coming?" he asked a bit amused. Then his face became grim. She felt the dread he had on herself. "Uhmm….may I come in? I am a messenger from Zeno." Hinata turned urgent and quickly allowed him in.
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When Sasuke came in, he saw Hinata sitting in the kitchen once again, her palms over her eyes and her hair covering her entire face. He passed his hand in his greasy hair and thought when the last time it was washed.
He pulled the chair from under the table and sat to the left of her. She didn't turn to him.
"Hinata…I didn't mean to be mean." he answered truthfully. "Your not ugly, and I'm sorry I kissed Sakura…" She still didn't reply. He breathed in. "Well? What do you want!? I'm sorry! Say something!" He said sharply but not yelling.
She sniffled and released her face from her hands. By her elbows, the was a small box between her elbows that was hidden under her hair before. It was about the size of a large tomato. He raised an eyebrow and she turned to him, her eyes bloodshot and her face red and wet, hair stuck to her face from the moisture.
"A--Aki has killed herself." She paused, and looked him dead into the eyes, burning into him.
"P-p-please…" She sniffled and huffed. "o-o-pen the b-b-bo.." She didn't even finish her sentence before putting her head down on the table. She couldn't tell him what was inside.
He eyed it nervously and then calmed himself. He took it from between her elbows and slowly slid to top open. He quickly swallowed in air, taken a back…
'…And This Pain Makes Me Leer…' . . A/N: Yes, im alive. All those lyrics belong to me. And yea, snake beer is real! It's liquor in a bottle that has a snake in it, kinda like when you put animals in liquid to preserve them, but in liquor. So, how was it? Do i spell better? Is it better in general? And should this be rated Mature? Someone said it might be getting to M material. Well, it's 5:00 in the morning and BATMAN DARK KNIGHT comes out TODAY! WOO! I AM SEEING IT! I am gonna love it!
'…When I Saw Her Tears Glisten…'
'…My Ears Would Do Anything But Listen …'
'…In Fear, I Became Deaf…'
'…And This Pain Makes Me Leer…'