YOU THOUGHT I DIED AGAIN? YOU FOOLS!

Sorry, I was just too busy to update this story, which, actually, is on hold again – chapter 30 or 31 WILL be the last one, no matter what, but I'm stuck at chapter 26, that is. And I have more important things to concentrate on – for example, if you like Bleach and funny things, you might want to read "All you need is Love". Hai, hai, I know – I'm a review-whore, but we all knew that, right? Anyway, enjoy this – short and concentrated as usual, folks!

Dedications, dedications…let's see…ChiakiHara…again…because she's a faithful reader and she's just too kawaii in her reviews. It makes me happy! ;) Riiiceballe – because she gave me cookies in her review! XD And…Yuume Li – sorry if I can't read all your stories and reply to you often, but school drives me crazy. Thanks for dedicating me your stuff, imouto!

Chapter 21: Falling again

Cold.

Cold and fresh, as if something was brushing against her cheeks.

Hinata slowly opened her eyes, a blurry vision welcoming her pale irises. Shapeless forms and stains of colours and smells were twirling before her sight.

Cold.

Cold and hard, as if she was leaning against something.

Green.

Green foliage and branches.

How the hell did it come she was in a forest? Her head was spinning and limbs shaking, but she managed to stand up all the same. senseless memories of blood and fighting were coming to her in lumps and flashes, providing her a dazed summary of what her last two or three hours could have been.

Blood. Warmth. Blackout. What was coming next?

She looked around. No signs of life or human presences. It had been Uchiha Itachi to carry her there, there was absolutely no doubt about it. But, it was obvious, that man had a soft spot for magically disappearing and reappearing with phantom-like ability.

'If he didn't touch me, if would really think of him as a ghost'.

Curious. How come her mind was able to the most random thoughts in the strangest moment?

She didn't know. Anyway, that surely wasn't her main concern in that moment.

Uchiha Itachi wasn't there? Good, after all she had to go through because of him, it was time to take a small revenge. And since escaping wasn't an option, Hinata wanted to make sure that, at least, he had to look for her for a while.

'Bastard. Bloody bastard.'

She turned around and started to head out of the small clearing, heading for nowhere in particular, but possibly far, far from him.

She turned around and stopped dead in her tracks, two red, black-stained irises wickedly staring into her own eyes.

She would have screamed, or cried out, if only she wasn't still enough confused and hazed to simply glare back and spat at him a stern "Where the hell where you?"

The irises, indeed, didn't reply but two strong, brawny hands came to her sides and pushed her backwards, making her back hit a trunk. Again.

"You are weak" Itachi simply stated as his figure emerged from the velvety darkness, his silky hair eerie gleaming under the pale moonlight "If I wasn't there, you would have been-"

"Raped?" she interrupted, angrily.

"Killed" he went on, harshly "You aren't able to take care of yourself, Fairy."

Hinata narrowed her eyes in a stern glare "It's none of your business."

"It is. You owe me" he leaned forwards, his black, long locks brushing against her ashen skin and his grip on her tightened.

"No I don't."

"Yes, you do. You owe me your life."

The girl twitched, her body shuddering in a rush of self-disgust at the mere thought. "Let go of me" she said "I'm not your property"

"No you're not" Hinata blinked, his reply catching her off guard. Itachi smirked and went on again "It would be useless to own you, my little fairy, since I can already … have you"

All came in a rush.

A rush of thoughts, a rush of feelings, a rush of dizziness. His lips were on hers, or maybe her lips were on his. His body was suddenly against her skin, pressing and pushing her against that slim trunk. Hinata was confused. Hinata was scared. Hinata didn't know why she was…collaborating?

She wrapped her arms around his neck, letting him kiss her as deeply and avidly as he wanted. Every gesture, every movement was coming to her in a slow replay of life: everything was late, everything was fragmented and blurry.

His lips against her neck – again? Did he do this to her other times? Memories were spinning around her head, giving her the sensation of an endless dream where the limit with reality is so thin and elusive you can almost…forget it.

Cross it.

That trunk became every trunk, that night every night, those kisses every kiss.

His eyes went black again, his features seemed to soften and motions to get gentler and slower.

It wasn't a spell, this time, she was sure. No powerful Tsukiyomi or dreadful Genjutsu to bound her there. No brainwashes or threats.

She was there willingly. She was allowing him to…

Do what the blond Shinobi didn't manage to?

No, this time it was different. Completely different. This wasn't rape. This wasn't something she was fearing…this was…sex? Attraction? Lust ?

'Stop him!' her mind urged.

A chill breeze kept on blowing on the nightly forest, shaking the foliage and sickly resounding through bushes and trees. It was dark. Darker than Hinata ever remember as she felt her resolution leaving her once again.

'STOP HIM!' but that scream faded in the blurry depths of her mind.

That was the power of that man. Draining away all she could rely onto. Draining away every insecurity or doubt or….hope?

Hinata closed her eyes and gasped in air for an instant as Itachi started to leisurely suck on her neck, his teeth grazing her delicate skin.

And, when he cupped her breasts and bent his knee between her legs, she knew her last defence was definitely shattered.