Warning: foul language, trauma, hints of drug, rape, and abuse.

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Fluttering eyes open to bright lights. It was blinding. Heart palpitating in slight panic, and everything was a blur. Harsh breathing drum with the sound of her heartbeat.

GASP

GASP

GASP

The muffled sound of quick murmurs were overpowered by flashbacks. Loud and blinding flashbacks of sirens, of screams, and of agony. Her arms moved with heaviness weighing her down, as colors danced in front of her. She tried to shield herself from anything, from everything.

WHERE

WHERE

WHERE

There was one soft distinguishable voice at the back of her mind, trying to make itself known from the chaos around her. A soft voice calling for her. What was her name?

A loud screech surprised her instead. Taking all of her attention. And pain, pain, pain.

She was the one screaming, she found out. As her lungs stretched out of air. The blurs were becoming tangible, slowly coming into focus. But not fast enough.

Her throat hurts, and there's this loud incessant beeping noise beside her. Shrill and annoying. Cover your ears.

Her body was confused? Quaking? Pain.

There was no air. No Air. NO AIR!

Her arms were gripped and brought down at both sides, making her slam back down. WHAT?

She tried with her legs this time. Lifting herself. Kicking into, into nothing. Her ankles were caught. She screamed. Help!

Her limbs were chained, making her trapped.

NO

NO

NO

She has got to get out of here. Of where? ANYWHERE!

The soft voice was still there, echoing. Slowly becoming clearer.

"Hinata.." name? Whose?

"Hinata.." A low timbre, something familiar? No, someone familiar. HELP!

She tried to follow the voice, but her body was trapped. She shouted "LET ME GO!"

Trying to reach for the voice that was slowly becoming clearer. Whoever that was, help!

She cried as something stabbed her arm. The sting, as something flowed into her. This time the voice became a chorus of the name. Whose name? "Hinata!"

Hers.

HERS!

The blur cleared up, but her body was shutting down. The last she saw was the tear streaked face of her sister. "Help." Hinata weakly whispered.

As everything turned dark.


HIASHI HYUGA

When him and Neji came back from deployment, they didn't expect the uproar. Nor the surge of media outlets questioning their knowledge and whereabouts of his daughters.

Why his daughters?

Questions swirled as he thought of horrible accidents happening to his daughters. They were rushed to his two daughters, in the hospital. Rushed towards the room, where a solemn crowd stood in front. He recognize them to be his eldest's friends, but where is Hinata? And where is Hanabi?

Whatever has happened in the span of the two months that they were deployed, was something that put his daughters in danger. And whoever was the cause of this will wish they had died the moment they thought about using his daughters.

A blur next to him rushed out, the first thing Neji had done was to punch the young Uchiha and at the same time question him about his two daughters. Unsavory methods, but that is how men communicate their frustrations and feelings. When they saw the young proud Uchiha shed tears, they knew something worse had happened.

The older of the two Uchiha calmly mitigated the situation and brought us to another room to talk. That's about the time when screams were heard in the room Hinata was residing in.

The doctors had deemed it as a panic hallucination caused by trauma.

It was not something anyone would want to witness. It was not something any parent would ever want to see from their child.

The crazed look from his eldest eyes as her movements were unpredictable. Causing some of the injected fluids to cut her skin. Pleads for help as Hinata tries to cower into herself. Panic screams of terror, as nurses held her arms and legs down for the doctor to inject her. That was not a scene that will ever leave anyone's mind.

As she had gone back to sleep, a startling silence covered the room. Other than the nurses and doctors, everyone else had frozen in fear. Fear of what had happened. Fear of what the future holds.

Hinata was tucked back to her bed, seemingly sleeping in peace. A whimper came from Hanabi as she cried beside her sister holding her hand. The men in the room slowly, and awkwardly went out to give the two space. Going back to the room next door. The situation was finally being explained to them. Everything was a blur of white fury and devastation for a father.


Danzo was at his wits end as he got off a phone call, about his son who currently in the hospital. That useless son of his is giving him one trouble after another.

"Jugo, what happened out there?" He questioned the driver. As he faced the night streets from his office.

The eerie quiet of the night is a stark contrast to his burning rage as his plans were slowly unfurling at the seams. And from his idiotic son no less.

"The young master tackled the lady down before she could shoot, sir. But at the same time another friend of the lady's tried to grapple the gun which caused it to be shot."

The situation could be used, but who was injured?

"Anyone got shot?"

"The young friend got shot in the shoulder, sir. Which made the young lady hysterical. That's when the police and ambulance came to the scene."

"And why was my son admitted to the hospital?" He dreaded the answer, because he had an inkling of what might be the cause.

The driver's silence was enough of an answer. On hindsight his son was healthy, but if his body is to be inspected scars and bruises are littered all over his body.

He needs a cover story, he'll have to get his brother and his wife up to speed.


Jugo goes back to the hospital. His large built casted shadows at the quiet hallway. He reached his destination as he searched for the one his young master idolized. Sasuke Uchiha.

The man was sitting with his head down. A dark shadow casted over his shoulders. There was no reaction when Jugo stood in front of him. Just silence.

"My young master wants to speak to you."

Nothing.

Jugo can sense his intimidating aura grow. He hears him. But doesn't acknowledge him.

"He is asking for your help."

This time Sasuke grabs his collar, though taller Sasuke was strong as he forced Jugo to bow to his level.

"And why should I fucking help that mother fucker?" He seethed. His eyes tinged red with anger.

"Because it will stop the torment of Lady Hinata."

"I will cut your tongue off if you utter her name again." Sasuke shoves him back, as he tries to calmly assess Jugo.

This was that bastard's driver, how can he trust him?

But at the same time it could answer his and Shikamaru's suspicions. Like why wasn't the phone tracked immediately? And how was it hacked so easily?

When they saw the videos, Hinata had assumed it was only about Toshi and her. There were those. But a lot of videos didn't even include either of them. In the same room, of different accounts, men of power were there with different girls, all inebriated. It was disgusting, seeing some faces he met before in his parent's parties. The only constant thing was before the act itself a business transaction was being made, between the men asking for sex and Toshi's parents and Uncle.

It doesn't take a genius to know that they were providing illegal unconsented prostitutions. Toshi's phone was Pandora's box against many people. Yet the security is flimsy and even Naruto, the dumbass, can unlock the files.

With a sigh, Sasuke agreed with Jugo to meet Toshi. Let's see how this will turn out.

He followed Jugo out of the waiting area down another wing of the hospital. The walk was silent as everyone was asleep. Their footsteps echoed through the hallway. The smell of antiseptic and alcohol never leaving the air. Makes Sasuke want to gag. Can't believe he is going to be talking to that bastard.

Jugo opens the door for him, he walks in to face the mangled face of Toshi.

Ah, he remembers those punches he gave Toshi like it was yesterday. A sinister smirk forming on his face.

Silence, as they stared at each other. Jugo stood by the door, guarding it.

Toshi looked down as he spoke first.

"I will admit to the charges held against me."

Sasuke's eyes widen, his fist curled in anger. What is this piece of shit planning?

"And why would you do that?"

"I would do it, if you can do something for me?"

His eyes narrows with suspicion, as he tries to find any hints of a lie or deceit.

"And that is?"

"If you could bring my father down, I will testify to everything."

Sasuke grits his teeth, this mother fucker.

"What do you gain from this?"

"Nothing."

"What do you think will come out of this?"

"Ridding my father."

"Is this some sort of twisted daddy issues?"

"No."

"How is this going to help what you have done to Hinata?"

Silence.

"I would love to punch your fucking face right now for uttering bullshit like this."

Silence.

"Do you think that just because you admit to all your shit that everything will all be forgiven?"

Toshi looks down at his hands.

"No."

"This is not some forgive and forget, saving the people, Justice League type of shit. Fucking Superman doesn't even account for the victims hit with PTSD when he just throws bad guys in jail for torturing people. Heck he even causes havoc with all that flying and damages done around him. You need to fucking hold responsible of all your fucking actions even the smallest ones.

Listening silently as guilt eats him up from the inside.

"And that is going to take years of owning up. Especially with a kid in the mix." Sasuke mutters harshly. Making that last sentence hang in the air.

Toshi looks up at him slowly. watching the Uchiha also being tormented of shadows behind him. But he isn't a coward like himself. No this is why they were different. He gave up on himself as he did unimaginable things. His hands were stained and he will have to live his life with it.

"You are not the only one that is to blame, I am too. I have been beating myself up for not seeing the signs when it was happening. For someone known to be smart, I'm a fucking dumbass." Sasuke groaned in frustration, as he pulled at his head.

"But Hinata," His voice softly says, "She's broken because of our actions and lack of. And the best way to make up for it, is to give her a type of support."

Sasuke can't believe he is helping Toshi repent. But everyone needs a second chance, even the vilest of creatures.

"Best thing you could give her is closure. She needs to lash out at you, and you need to take it like a man. Going to jail is justice, but cowardly. She'll never be given closure. Killing yourself is even more of a coward."

Sasuke finally looks Toshi in the eye. The look of a lost coward, trying to find saving. Tsk, fucking human heart.

"Facing what you did wrong is how you repent, Toshi. She will tell you how you should be punished. Not some self-righteous-know-it-all that knows jack shit about her feelings. This time she decides."

With silent contemplation, Toshi nods as Sasuke leaves him with his thoughts. Jugo leads Sasuke out of the room.

"Thank you, for not giving up on him"

Sasuke waves him off.

"Even bastards needs a second chance, doesn't mean that he's free from any beatings once he gets better."


A/N

Well, this is kind of late. Sorry about that. Work has been one after another, then some socializing after pandemic was needed. Then I had some depressing episode of being scammed which made me breakdown. But I have been writing here and there to help with coping. Thanks to those that have been commenting while I was away. I'll also be uploading the smut Sasuhina I have.

This chapter actually made a drastic change from the story line. Originally I wanted to make it all action packed with some kidnappings and some killings. But I wanted a more realistic feel to this story. I skimmed through parts of Hiashi and Danzo because they aren't the main focus. And people might get mad that Toshi might be given a chance to repent, but it felt right when Sasuke confronted him. It relates to how I assume Sasuke learned in his journey to repent.

But personally, I don't really know how one can punish rape. Jail seems such a light punishment, if you compare it to the victim's trauma, and death is just an easy way out. I had a colleague talk about someone he knows that was going to be sued for rape, and the rapist was scared at first then he just resigned himself to getting jailed. That left a bad taste in my mouth, like I wanted the guy to be tormented for what he did to the victim.

Let me know what you guys think. I would love to know about your opinions.