Cupid's Bedtime Stories
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Chapter 9: Itachi x Hinata
Hinata was different from the rest. When Itachi pressed a kunai against her throat, instead of screaming or crying, she laughed.
"Do it," she dared him. Her voice held a touch of bitterness and a lot of self-loathing.
Itachi merely stood there, one strong arm wrapped around Hinata's body, the other holding a kunai against her throat. He took a brief moment to muse on the irony – one hand held her, the other threatened to kill her.
"Do it, Uchiha. Everybody will thank you."
Itachi instead removed the kunai and spun the girl around, his impassive red eyes staring into her angry white ones. Again, the irony – white was supposed to be impassive, and red was supposed to be angry.
"What are you waiting for?" Hinata seemed irritated. "I'm not doing anything." Not quite irony, but Itachi thought about how it was the soon-to-be-victim asking the killer to kill. After a few more seconds of thinking, Itachi smirked. He pulled the girl close to him, very close, and kissed her.
Itachi rather liked irony.