Before she could say anything else, Hidan gripped her forearm. She looked up at him, eyes wide while she watched his expression melt into the softer Hidan she met not long ago. Itachi was behind him, looming, but angled where he would be unable to see Hidan's change. She blinked as she felt his thumb rub a little circle on her arm, as if reassuring her.
This was… Unexpected. She looked to the ground, and went limp into his grasp. There was no use fighting it. Really, what could she of all people do?
He tugged her arm lightly, and she moved with his will. Soon, Itachi's hand wrapped around her other arm.
Wasn't this overdoing it?! Tears of embarrassment welled up in her eyes as she peeked up at Itachi, her vision blurred as she fought the tears back.
She knew the man for many years. But it was always from a distance. Now, here he was, gripping her arm like a criminal. His dark eyes looked forward as he pulled her along with Hidan to the door.
She felt like he was being hauled away by the cops, with how they both refused to let go of her.
Her class was dead, but the hallway was not. There was sounds of laughter and roundness as they exited the classroom.
Then it was pure silence, as if the whole world was put on pause while she was pulled along by the two Akatsuki. She ducked her head, her face heating so fast and hard she felt faint. Her vision dotted, and her ears rang, but she fought back the dizziness as she was pulled along. One foot in front of another, she allowed herself and followed their lead. Fighting them would only make it worst.
The tears she fought back now welled over, trailing down her cheeks as the students parted for them, all eyes on them.
This was the worst day she could think of. She bit her lip hard as they drug her along, the tears refusing to stop even as they exited into the school yard. It was the same out here; loud, then pure quietness.
There was going to be so much gossip on the school boards tonight. There was going to be so much misunderstanding.
She could feel Hidan rubbing soft circles into her arm, but it did nothing to sooth her as they pulled her through the courtyard.
Nearing the parking lot, Itachi released her as a huge black SUV pulled up. Itachi got into the passenger seat, while Hidan led her to the back.
Kisame was driving, looking back at her amused as she stared into the vehicle. She was rather petite, and the SUV was lifted. There was no step to help her get in either.
A short laugh made her look to the other side of the seat. There sat Deidara, grinning rather playfully. She looked back to the seat, her face heating further when she felt hands grip under her armpits. She quickly looked to see Hidan's glowering face as he lifted her up.
Fuck it all.
She quickly scrambled into the vehicle beside Deidara, close as she dare without touching him as Hidan climbed into the vehicle. His long limbs let him have easy access.
She sat between the two Akatsuki, partially dazed as she stared at her lap. In the front, Kisame started a conversation with Itachi, whom answered back politely. However, she dare not listen in.
Even if she could, the amount of blood rushing in her head was making her ears ring. She could hardly hear anything as she swayed along with the vehicle.
So much happened, she was having troubles processing it all.
In fact, she felt like she was in a dream like state now.
No, no, no.
She could not loose herself now!
She gripped her hands hard in front of her, her back straightening to look out the front window.
They were pulling into a rather fancy looking house.
They were here.
She gripped her hands harder, her nails digging into her skin.
She could survive this.
If she could survive her father, she could survive this.
It wasn't like they planned on killing her, at least.
The vehicle stopped, and they each opened their doors.
She could do this.
She could do this.
Tears welled up in her eyes again as she scooted over to Hidan's door. This would not break her. After all, everything happened for a reason, right?
Hidan stood there, eyeing her. She looked at him, blinking the tears away. He gave her a grin, one of wildness and hunger.
But in his eyes, she could see the man she talked to.
She hopped out of the vehicle, taking a soft breath as Hidan's hand gripped her arm once again. This time, however, she leaned into him.
He was the only one she kinda knew at this point. It was… Not comforting, alas, but more survival to be close to him.
Wild as he was, he was soft in the way he gripped her.
She could not say the same for Itachi, as his hand wrapped around her arm firmly, steadily. It was much like him, she guessed. He was always the type.
Both arms held, she was escorted inside.
Pein stood at the door, tall, domineering, and glowering. She shrunk closer to Hidan, Itachi's grip on her tightening as she did. Pein's purple eyes roamed up and down her body, landing on her face. She stared into them, they were blank as a new canvas as he took a step toward them. She could not break her gaze away, he was a man who demanded attention an respect. Finally, his eyes left her, making her droop into Hidan, her arm protesting as Itachi squeezed rather tightly.
"I told you idiots to escort her like a princess." Pein said, his rumbling voice making her shiver. A…. Princess?
"Yeah, she looks like a convict." Deidara said from behind them, soft thumps could be heard as she assumed he took off his shoes. He pushed passed the two, entering the house with no further regard for the situation. Which was fine with her. It wasn't like she was surrounded from all sides from males much taller then her, not to mention they were part of a fucking gang.
Wow… She blinked. Her thoughts were becoming rather fowl in her distress.
Despite the words, neither Itachi or Hidan released her.
"So fucking what?" Hidan said, glowering at the other males. "Poor cunt can barely stand by herself she's so scared." Well, he wasn't wrong. Her legs were wobbling, all available blood was in her head floating around from being escorted from her class.
"Hmph, just bring her in. We are going to introduce the new pet." Pein dug into his pocket, pulling out…
No…. It couldn't be…
In his hands was a leather dog collar. The inside was smooth with red velvet, as if it was made for humans. Little red clouds decorated the black leather, and from the front hung a red cloud engraved with her name. Hinata glinted in black, the shine making it stand out against the red of the tag.
She tensed as Pein stepped forward again. Itachi finally let go as he ghosted away. Kisame joined him, leaving her with Hidan as a support, Pein who loomed, and the collar.
Pein was gentle as he tilted her head, she stared at him with wide eyes as he placed the smooth velvet along her neck, the fabric caressing her as his hair tickled her nose.
Then, he backed off, but the smooth velvet stayed around her neck.
Pein smirked down at her, the blank canvas of his eyes lightening up in the purple depths. "You belong to us, Hinata." He touched the little red cloud that rested on her chest.
She could take no more, her vision dotted and fuzzed like an old tv, her ears ringing loudly as everything went black.