Okay guys, here goes chapter two!

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NOTE: This chapter takes place one month after the last one

Hinata writhed in her sleep. Her face was contorted in pain, her hands clutched the now sweat soaked sheets that enclosed her body. She would let out an occasional whimper of fear or an incoherent phrase as the nightmare enveloped her even more…

"W-why are you doing this?"

Hinata crouched in the corner as her cousin, Neji, stood over her, one hand glowing with chakra. He was glaring at her, occasionally kicking his defensless cousin in the stomach, causing her to spit up blood.

"Please stop! Neji why?" Hinata cried out in pain.

"Get up and face me, Main House bitch!" Neji yelled. When Hinata did not comply, he kicked her again. Still she did not get up. Roaring in fury, Neji grabbed her by the throat and lifted her up off the ground and against the wall.

"Nii-san…Why are you doing this?" Hinata choked out.

"Because you are weak and deserve to die. No one would care if you were to die, they would attend your funeral out of formality and then get back on with their lives."

Struggling in her cousin's tight grip and quickly losing air, Hinata felt her eyes fill with tears. Looking at Neji, her pale orbs shining, she managed to whisper: "Why?"

"Who needs a reason?" He answered in a cold voice. Neji then thrust his hand at her chest, right where her heart was. He smiled maliciously when her blood dripped onto her hand and face.

Throwing her to the ground, he kicked her one more time and smirked when he saw that her chest was no longer moving.

Back in her room, Hinata arched her back and cried out, her breaths quick and sharp. And through all this horror, the innocent Hyuuga girl still could not wake herself from the nightmare that was engulfing her mind. Unsucseful in freeing herself from this hell, the dream continued and Hinata was faced with more terror.

Hinata now ran through a dark forest. Her face and body had many cuts on it and she was beginning to limp from the pain of a gash on her right leg. But still she continued to run. She was panting and sweat and blood clouded her vision as her sore legs carried her far away.

Over head, the full moon shone down, but did not offer its light to Hinata. It laughed at her futile attempts to escape the monster that was chasing her. The trees reached out and scratched the young girl and tipped her with their roots as the speed through the forest. A sudden howl close by made her eyes widen in fear and her legs move faster even though they were burning with pain.

Suddenly she was hurled against a tree and before she could react to hands had pinned her arms to her sides and her back up against the tree. Hinata screamed out when she felt her attackers sharp nails pierce the flesh on her arms.

Opening her eyes, Hinata stared back at the red striped face of the boy whom she thought was her friend.

"You know Hinata? This is really fun watching you writhe in pain," Kiba snarled. "And the way your eyes reflect fear and betrayl is something I love."

"Kiba, please, let go of me!" Hinata pleaded.

"Why should I? His grip on her tightend, causing more blood to flow from her wounds.

Reaching up, Kiba slowly cut a deep gash across Hinata's cheek. Bringing his face closer to hers, he whispered in a chilling voice, "Did I mention how much I love the taste of your blood?" Kiba then licked the blood on her face causing Hinata to shiver.

"Kiba…Don't…" she whimpered.

"I'm really NOT going to miss you," Kiba said as he started to laugh.

Taking his clawed hand, he sliced Hinata's throat and licked the blood that had sprayed on his face, laughing the entire time. Hinata's lifeless body slumped to the ground, her blue hair covering her bloodied face. Kiba walked off, not even giving Hinata's body a second glance.

And so it continued on like that for the rest of the night. Hinata endured painful and emotionless deaths, all brought upon her by the ones whom she trusted: Shino, Kurenai-Sensei, Naruto, Sakura, Ino, Tenten. Everyone. She tossed and turned, begging for this nightmare to be over, but she couldn't make it go away. It seemed that even in her sleep now, Hinata was forced to suffer…

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Gaara's eyes narrowed as he watched Hinata toss and turn in her bed. He had watched many people sleep during the night, Hinata being one of his more frequent stops, and yet he had never seen someone have such a terrible nightmare.

He sat on her windowsill as the dark haired Hyuuga girl continued to clutch at her sheets and moan. Gaara started to walk towards her when she began to cry out more. As he slowly approached the bed, he was startled when Hinata suddenly screamed. "No! Please make it stop!" Tears began to stream down her face as she cried in her sleep.

The red haired Sand nin bent over the Leaf kunoichi, examining her pain ridden features. He absent mindedly reached up and brushed away some navy hair that had fallen in her face. His rough hand cupped her jaw line; his thumb caressing her cheek.

"Why do people like to sleep? What good is there to welcome when you close eyes and drift off into slumber?" Gaara asked a sleeping Hinata. "I have watched many people sleep and very few of them have a peaceful night."

For once, Gaara had something to thank Shukaku for and that was not being able to sleep. Lifting his other hand up to the symbol on his forehead Gaara's thoughts yet again drifted to his unstable and cursed life. Closing his eyes, he cursed his father and everyone else who had made his life miserable. "Damn them…" he muttered under his breath.

His eyes shot open when he felt something soft rub against his hand.

Looking down he saw that Hinata's nightmare had apparently ended and she was dreaming peacefully. Her face had rubbed up the hand that Gaara had placed on her cheek. A small smile played across her features.

A smirk formed itself on Gaara's lips.

"Foolish girl. You are two naïve to realize that you are seeking comfort in a monster."

Standing up, he walked back towards the window. When he looked back at Hinata, his face no longer held a smirk, but a look of sadness.

"But sometimes I wish that I wasn't a monster and that you would seek comfort from me when you were awake. If you did, I could finally have a purpose in life."

Leaping out into the cold night, Gaara quickly discarded his wish that Hinata would seek comfort in him. For it was obvious, wasn't it? Who could even begin to remotely like a monster such as himself?

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Sorry if this chapter was a bit ssslllooowww. This chapter was an ass to write. Well review and give me suggestions for the next chapter! Love you guys!

-TheUnknownDead