Before you start reading this, I'd like to say something: I admit this is sick and sadistic, and I don't know why I even started writing this story. I has just haunted my mind since december. I do not wish to hurt anyone's feelings with this story, nevertheless with this particular chapter. This chapter contains violence.

Feels like fear

Hinata closed the door silently behind her.

For some reason she had had a bad feeling ever since she had left Tsunade's office. The air felt thick and hot around her, as if she'd been running out of oxygen. She pulled off her jacket, placed it on the back of a chair and started to brush her damp black hair. Naruto was sent on a mission. He would hardly be back before midnight at least. Bad luck, she thought, now, when she most felt she wanted his company. She felt lonely indeed, so much that it made her nervous. She wouldn't be seeing her team before the next morning either. Her shirt felt sticky and sweaty because of the heat. She decided to take a quick bath and pulled her wet shirt over her shoulders.

And then, she realized the door wasn't locked.

The fact made her even more nervous than she already felt. She could have sworn she had locket it. She took her jacket to cover her and moved to the door. She placed her shaking hand to the door handle and locket the door. The bad feeling wasn't gone yet, was someone else already in the apartment?

She suddenly stopped breathing.

She heard nothing in the silence.

She sensed no chakra.

She was alone.

She ran the water to the wooden bathtub, took off rest of her clothes and locked the bathroom door confirming it was locked four times. She sat on the bathtub feeling much more relaxed. As the water ran across her body, she nearly fell asleep. When she rose from the bath she felt no tension and was no longer afraid. She wrapped a towel around her. When the bathtub was dry and clean, she put on clean clothes and opened the door.

That was when she saw a needle flying through the air.

There was nowhere to jump in where she was standing.

There was no time to close the door either, so she pulled all the muscles of her stomach so tight that the wound wouldn't be deep enough to be fatal. When the oversized needle struck to her stomach, she pulled it away as soon as possible.

"Fresh as a daisy, how nice!"

She held her bleeding stomach with her shaking hands. She wasn't trembling because of the pain; she was trembling because she was too afraid to even look Neji into his eyes now, when he was standing far too close to her.

"H-h-how did you fi-find me?" she asked with her voice shuddering, "And ho-h-how did y-you get in h-here?"

He laughed a little. "From the window, dear, I'm a ninja too, much better than you are for sure. For letting your guard down even for a moment, my dear little flower... And don't worry about the needle, it is poisoned."

The horror she was feeling grew as she noticed herself to be sleepy.

She tried to rise back on her feet but her feet felt numb.

"What… what are y-you…? Ne-Neji… P-p-please cousin Neji… I…" And she passed out.

She woke up after a slap on her face. Her head felt numb, she was naked and blooded all over, although the wound in her stomach felt to be tied.

"You're no fun for me if you can't feel a thing!"

She looked at Neji who was sitting next to her on the bed where she was laying.

She felt his hand sliding on her skin.

"What a beautiful body you've got", Neji whispered, "And it's all for me."

She wanted to throw up. Her head felt dizzy despite the fact that she was laying down. Her stomach was aching as the poison spread. She felt as if she would have no strength even to move her limbs.

"Is…"

"It's not fatal, but will hurt like hell", Neji said, "I mean the poison, but I guess it is not fatal what I'm going to do to you either. I would be a pain to clean the mess if it would be fatal, so just humiliating you and shutting that little mouth of yoursfor ever will do just fine."

Hinata managed to turn over and tried to rise up, but Neji quickly pulled her back on her back.

"Don't you dare to move after all the trouble I had finding you and climbing up here!"

Hinata watched in horror while Neji took a better position on the bed, now laying next to her. She was sweating and trembling when he gently caressed her hair.

"Let's just face the facts, Hinata", he whispered to her ear, "In your whole life you've been nothing but a trouble and a burden to everyone around you. I see you've been practicing diligently to change yourself, but you still are. For me, you're something more though; a favourite toy, a psychological experiment. I hate you, so I can't say I wouldn't care for your existence. I'd just love to play a little with my lovely doll."

The girl was fighting tears when Neji moved himself on her.

"No", Hinata whispered, "P-p-please don't."

Was it all going to end like this? Even if Neji wouldn't kill her, all her work to change herself, all that she had done to get stronger, all, that she had done to pay back to Neji, had been in vane. She closed her eyes but she knew very well the tears wouldn't be far away.

Neji pulled her hands to the pillow. Hinata hated her weakness.

Where was all her strength now when she needed it? Her limbs were motionless; her whole body was weak and completely immobile.

This time she wouldn't be lucky enough to have Sakura to save her.

Naruto was on a mission.

She was alone with a man who wished nothing more than to hurt her.

She felt sleepy because of the poison, as if some dark, warm liquid would have been about to swallow her. She whished she could be able to fall asleep, to let Neji do what he was about to do without feeling a thing herself. She forced herself to fall asleep; she forced her body to feel even heavier.

Neji shook her. "I won't allow you to do that, Hinata, you have to be awake or I'll hit you again."

Hinata couldn't resist crying any longer.

"Neji, just let me go", she whispered, "P-please. Just leave me be!"

Aslapon her face.

"I won't do that and you know it! Shut up!"

Hinata hated herself, but she nodded, crying silently. Neji caressed her cheek with his fingertips.

"Look at me, Hinata." Hinata forced her eyes open again. "Good girl. You can always weep. Oh, how I'd love to hear the daughter of the main house crying when I'm hurting her in every way imaginable. But do not beg me to stop. It'll just annoy me, and I don't think I'd tolerate that." Hinata didn't even try to hold back her tears, she just couldn't do it. She nodded and tried to get used to the idea that what Neji was about to do to her, was going to hurt.