Sorry
By: Maya Amano
Summary: In the coming winter war of radiance and shadows, all would be at feast by carnage and fondness of ruby. Time would be filled with screams and yells... And one special memory would bear
SasuSaku
Author's notes: Sorry If I took a long while to update XD had to do school work first before anything else. Here's the intro for the next chapter fete. You could skip this but I think this would add a bit more information till the next chappie. It's a long while from its finish... and there's a lot of action before it happens... anyways?
Ori – I've read your story, cycles in life... and it was great, thanks.
Dagorwen of Ithilien – Thanks, and I'm trying my best to update this as soon as possible XD thanks
Fete
Prelude
Chapter 4
Hours could count...
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Minutes could scream...
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Seconds could kill!
Tick. Tick. Tick. Tick.
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And time stood...
Still...
She was running... oh in endless running... running and running and running until her feet turned sore. You can't hide She involuntarily screamed and found herself trapped... In utter serenity nothing moving... nothing at all accompanied by the treacherous silence, her path was generously entertained of mediocre screams and such noises... brought the feeling of foreboding and hollowness. Her circumstance wasn't of benefit by her appalling surroundings, enveloped by the putrid pitch black... Her light, her hopes... slowly fading... crumbling
"Someone... h... help..." She stumbled and tripped herself; slowly feeling a soft tingling fresh hot liquid... someone... help... help... help... it was blood.
She stood up once more with guise much more horrified, as the screams grew louder like before, pulsing within her ears, every step became arduous when since remorseless crude castigation was given en route to her in bid for forfeit of felony.
No one came... Her masks slowly fading, her eyes leisurely glooming, her hands reluctantly turned white, her face aghast in such foreign feelings contorted in a horror-stricken manner. She felt scared, hatred running beyond her very skin, her eyes sought retribution and she fought hard not to cry... not to cry
It shan't... listen....
FLASH
In her wake the darkness was gone, but her eyes... her eyes, cannot bear what she saw...
It replayed over and over and over again, like a swift echo, or a broken video. It was playing... rewinding... rewinding... playing... And it was repeating the gesture until no sound was heard, only the splats of blood, silent screams, dislocation of joints and bones and- I can't take this anymore... No... this is... this is not real... this is not real... not real... not happening to me... no... no... no!!!
She opened her eyes one last time, and she saw herself... her reflection in white, pure white... with a hand stretching –
"Heartbeat gone down zero, breathing zero, pulse rate zero, immediate alarm, please call for medication!" –
It spoke incoherent words and urged her to come forward... she began reaching out her hands –
The door was pushed open rather harshly
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Hold my hand... hold it... hold my hand... it seemed to say to her. But suddenly, there was –
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"Try it again, we cannot lose her!" –
In her utter horror the woman got her head lopped off, bits of flesh and blood splat everywhere. Just like before... like before
She stood up and held her head virtually maniacally, she saw only but too much and it's not like it's halted at any rate... too much... stop
Her eyes shook in terror, and she noticed she was bleeding badly...
"I..." She wept at the twilight breeze, she blamed it all to herself... blamed every single thing to herself
Flash
I was spotted... it was all my fault
Flash
I wasn't strong enough... to protect them, and even myself... it was my fault
Flash
He... He was killed... it was my fault...
But she wasn't determined to wallow in lack of will, her lone. Her tears had gone dry not only awhile ago and she needed the darkness to disappear, to move on. She stood up with the weight of her shackles that was resolute on making her stationary, static in her own dreaded nightmare and wiped of the mixture of dirt, tears, bloodstains and sweat.
"I'm not going to fail you" Her sight soothed and she won't see anymore, won't hear anymore - for her total inner tranquility... her siesta –
"We did it" The others heaved a heavy sigh full of happiness. They went out and left the nurse alone with her patient, noticing at this time that her hand was trembling and it subconsciously moved and stopped. She averted her eyes to look at the glass vase, full of flowers. There were subsequent visitors and she assessed to herself that it was her closest friends. They believed in her as she held it same.
"I am asking for your affirmation" Shikamaru said solemnly, even if it was an order 'correction', even if it is an order of the Hokage herself. He, as Nara Shikamaru, wasn't uncouth adequate to deliver a verdict to anyone devoid of their right of consent. Nara Shikamaru is vindicated but is he reasonable? "This is getting-"
"I accept it," Two voices, in synch confidently took the offer and both regarded each even respect.
"Well then, we will proceed" Again, miserable silence scolded them, it was too silent to be unbearable, only one voice was speaking... one voice...
"I'm ready," The dark haired girl answered smugly, tired of hearing the same words "are you sure?" again "Yes I am, with your reverence, I sought to have your authorization, as my personal nurse, to leave in the most peaceful manner possible" The polite, refined girl said in the most unoffending manner lit with a charismatic smile, which she flawlessly practiced in many years training as Hyuuga.
The nurse eyed her wearily and replied in stance of time, "I'm not sure but I have my full trust in you, you may go" She smiled at her and in a flash, Ms Hyuuga no Ms Hinata, was gone.
Even in the shortest times, she grew fond of the girl, she was different, she had all sanctity and she was seemingly beautiful kin to an angel. But she can't forever be that way... she reckons that. She had to wake up and face reality once over. She can't be sleeping beauty. She's just... just Hinata and no other anything, plainly picturesque Hinata, her one-sided view... Ms. Hinata and she smiled a bit brightly and left the room to have her report.
Time 6:31 pm – conference room – Hokage tower
"Is all the information all truth, nothing omitted and precise?" Hinata nodded as she sighed heavily holding a grip that would break her knuckles apart. Her other hand carefully found itself resting at her chin. She could not précis anything that absolutely, it was with issue on what step would she consider to take part of. Her forehead creased as she noted that part of her wanted certain forgiveness if she ever caught the aggressor, and she wanted to get rid of that.
I... swear... I swear I'llkill you someday Orochimaru... And that someday would be today, you've weathered my patience quite dearly
"If you say so, then with my judgment, I would want to regard certain steps before making precise decisions. I could not do anything but murder the murderer, Hinata..." she was uneasy of persisting with her discourse in fear that her riposte would be hostile.
"No I don't care, please continue Hokage-sama" With that said, her eyes tracked downwards with a momentary sadness but her persistence prevailed and she flahsed with an assertive smile, tending the Hokage to continue, with her best efforts...
"I couldn't help you in your case and please do not live by vengeance, it will do you only but a nil, serving example the failures one gained when they seek, they found nothing in the end. I can only tell you one thing, train and train, prove yourself worthy for your existence" Hokage once again smiled at her and everything was a finish... there was nothing to talk about, everything was settled.
"Thank you Hokage-sama" She bowed and hurriedly left the room. The seeming silence grew longer and Godaime started examining the papers. Her haunch was right. According to the information she received, sequences show that Sound also had the same plans as the hidden leaf, but that didn't stop there. She was suspicious of why... letting Hinata live? They could've easily killed her...
Orochimaru, I fucking hate you for this, as always, you made me think so much. She bitterlysmiled at the thought and went back to work.
7:02 pm – Forest of death area 6
"What are you planning to do?" Sakura ducked just in time before retorting back.
"I– ahh! Watch it" Neji smirked, "You watch it"
He flicked another kunai and went behind her slashing part of her hair.
"Seriously are you trying to kill me?" She asked infuriated while stealthily catching the kunai between two of her fingers sending it back using two of her hands immediately somersaulting back.
If I analyze his moves, I think he's not taking me even a bit seriously, his moves are just reflexes and pure offensive – most common attack: kunai and shuriken throws – he's not even using his byakugan! Am I that predictable?!?! She dodged another one and went back to her cogitation.
"What's the problem Haruno-chan?" He smiled a bit playfully quickly disappearing out of her sight.
Now what are you planning Sakura? He noticed the change of the environment and instantly activated his byakugan. I know this... He scanned the milieu and managed to conclude that she. Was. Right. Behind. Him – scream.
Sakura slapped Neji severe enough to send him flying to the next world, but Neji wasn't that vulnerable, he kept his guard permanently.
And because of his permanent guard, he managed to get-hold of her hand to flip her down sending her roughly towards the ground with him covering her mouth over her lithe frame kneeling with his other hand flaming with blue chakra. Sakura, being not concerned about their current position, brought both hands to his other hand and was determined to exterminate it.
"Mmnnnlll nnnn mmneuuu!!!!!" Neji loosened his hand and stood up elegantly, being fascinated at the girl before him. While Sakura lay at the ground panting, searching for air.
Sakura Haruno huh?
"Saku-" "yes?" "You look disheveled, you-" "I look what?" She smiled innocently and her puppy-dog eyes shown with delight, tempting the Hyuuga to go along.
"You look awful, your hair is a mess, your dress is tattered and loose, you have many-" Sakura cried childishly as she faced Neji, pouting... "And..." sniff. "That's all because of you!" She pointed an accusation finger at him, as if it was all his fault.
"I... I'm sorry for acting childish, I let my guard down again" Her face turning stern, she stopped playing around and decided to talk to him...
Neji only nodded in reply.
Typical
"So what are you going to do Neji?" She went up the tree branches and faced him upside-down. "do my purpose" She pretended to ponder a bit. "What is that?" He smirked "You already know it"
"Another bowl ramen please! Make it two" There was no such thing in the world that would be as much precious as ramen – according to Naruto philosophy. Another steaming bowl was given to him and he snuffed in its private, eating leisurely silently observing its contents. He admired its beauty more than anything else, and he was to enjoy this night – together with someone...
"How are you Hinata?" He said with an uncertain voice being silently annoyed by silence itself. Being hesitant, she answered with a straight fine, but Naruto, being what he is, never seemed to be assured of her answer-
"I just wanted to, tell you good luck... I... I know that you're one of the undercover jounins that were personally assigned by the Hokage. "Yes, I am-" Surprising Naruto, Hinata pecked his cheek, smiled and left. "Take care" Naruto sincerely replied "You too"
He looked at the untouched ramen beside his...
Flash
"Is ramen your favorite too?" He asked with his wide grin playing fond at his features. "Hai!" She said, turning tomato red...
"Do you always come here?" Asked Naruto with pure delight. "Yah, I sometimes go here because... because this place is a very special place for me"
...he stared at it for a couple of seconds and went back eating his...
things are going to get exciting...
Tsuzuku
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