Fulfilling a Dream chapter one – Getting There
A.n. okay….long time in coming I know….its not like may people reviewed anyways but…. . anyways..i've had idea after idea running through my mind of like…two different stories, one isn't even created…anyways…this is just reflecting on memories, and how the two antagonists (thas the main char right? Don't remember XD) are feeling..and doing. Thank you to Dearx and juliagulia1017, the only two people to review out of eighty-nine people.
"If a dream comes true then it was never a dream. The point of a dream is that it isn't real."
-Unknown
"..." Talking
it burns! thoughts
day and place scene change
Memories
A line means, same place, different characters or the end of the chapter...
Story Start:
Thursday, February eleventh. Four years later. Team ten's training area (they are team ten right?)
Hinata sat in the bushes by her team's training area. She watched closely as her doppelganger fought with Kiba, she was impressed by the Inuzuka's skill. He would one day be as good as his mother and sister. She jumped when she felt a cold nose nudging her fingers. She looked down at Akamaru, Kiba's tiny pet.
"Shh, don't tell Kiba." She whispered and pat him on the head when he was about to yip at her. He leaned into her soft touch.
"Hinata," Kurenai was next to her, causing her to jump in surprise. She had not heard the older jounin approach. "You must be getting tired, expending your chakra day after day, just to keep that clone in place." I shrugged and she looked at me, her red eyes holding nothing but concern. "Why can't you tell, at least your team? Akamaru knows, why not Kiba-kun and Shino-kun?" She asked the Hyuuga.
"I—I'm not sure, Kurenai-chan." Hinata had been friends with the older woman before 'becoming a genin.' She yawned slightly, and her clone disappeared in a poof of smoke. Kiba looked around wildly.
Hinata tried to summon another clone, but her chakra was expelled for the rest of the day. She sighed and burst out of the bush. In a blur she had grabbed Kiba's arm and pushed it against his back, in the process knocking him to the ground. She whipped out a kunai and held it to his throat, breathing harshly.
"Hi—Hinata-chan…" His dark eye looked at her awkwardly, appraising her all of a sudden large and heaving chest. She blushed and stood up, walking off of him, making sure to step on his head, muttering something about perverted kids she walked away from the training grounds. She was a little more than angry at that moment.
Same day, Akatsuki training grounds.
Itachi pounded relentlessly into the fair sized pell. As hard as he tried, his mind always wandered back to her. It had been four years. Four unbelievably painful years. Whether it was her shy smile, or her soft violet black locks; the way she blushed when he did or said something obtrusive. He remembered their first date. They were fourteen then, she wasn't entirely awake when he dragged her from the house.
The fourteen-year-old boy grabbed onto the girl's hand and led her forcefully away from the house.
"Itachi-kun…I need to change!" She yelled at him, well…as close to a yell her whispery voice could get. He looked over his shoulder at her with a smirk. He knew she would blush; he loved it, which was why he had taken her from the comfort of her home in her nightwear.
He led her to the park, she was still in her slippers and was trying very hard to cover her developing breasts; they were barely concealed because of the light purple spaghetti strap top she wore with the purple flannel pants. He seemed, now, to notice how undressed she looked; sighing he whipped off his sweater and put it on her before leading her the rest of the way to a cherry blossom tree, a light blue blanket awaiting them with a nicely packed basket atop it.
Hinata gasped in recognition, her eyes wide as she watched him open the basket and set up the nicely decorated and packed bento boxes. He patted the spot next to him as he pulled out a set of chopsticks. One set…two sticks…he grinned wickedly. His father was great. While his mother had finished packing the boxes, his father made sure there were only enough chopsticks for one person. He was devilish indeed.
The girl gulped at the wicked look on Itachi's face he opened a box and held it up. He dipped the wooden utensils into the food and proceeded to feed her. She refused at first but after watching him stuff his face she whimpered, pawing at his knee, her mouth open delicately and he placed a morsel into it. After the picnic, he had succeeded in catching her off guard and placing a delicate kiss on her lips; she froze before gently, applying her own pressure. He pulled away and ran off, waving over his shoulder.
Itachi chuckled slightly at the memory. Damn it! He wasn't supposed to be dwelling on that. Hopefully she wasn't either. He may have told her to find him, but he had changed…things weren't the same as before. He could still feel the way he did four years ago. God only knows, she did too. He wasn't sure though. His heart fluttered slightly when he thought of her. His breathing turned erratic when he remembered their first kiss, and their parting kiss. Did that mean he still wanted her?
He sighed, giving one last shattering kick to the pell before walking away. Itachi wanted so badly to go see her, so badly to drag her away. But he couldn't, oh god no, he couldn't do that, he was a missing nin; he had killed his family, if that hadn't changed her feelings for him, he wasn't sure what would.
February 13, Jounin exams.
Hinata watched her friends battle each other for Jounin rank. She stood proudly in the sidelines wearing her jounin suit. Sure, she could be here in her ANBU vest and clothing, but she didn't like wearing them, they were too constricting. And besides, she only made ANBU by a hair, nothing to be too proud of.
She hadn't showed her true self to her team since her chakra ran out on Thursday. She was embarrassed by what happened, but now that her father had died honourably, she could be free. It was her right to head of the house but she told Neji that he'd have it, because she was leaving. He had protested vehemently, saying she was too weak to leave. Giggling to herself, she remembered how in a second she had him pinned to the wall of the dining room, a kunai pressed to his throat.
Hinata was suddenly troubled by something, her eyes darkening slightly, showing she was in deep thought.
Hinata rushed to her room, not believing for a minute that Itachi had murdered his family. She saw a figure in a corner of her room and Itachi stepped out into the light, covered in blood and trembling.
"Itachi-kun?" She moved towards him as he moved towards her. A grim expression on his smudged face.
"Hinata," he paused, taking a deep breath, "I'm leaving."
"B—but you promised you'd stay with me!" She cried, embracing him tightly
"A promise from childhood…can't always stand forever." He looked at her wistfully, "Most don't."
"B—but…" She pushed her face into his chest, "I need you." She whispered, not able to look in his eyes.
He sighed then leaned forward "Come find me." His hot breath caressing her ear. And then he disappeared, leaving one of her fluffy pillows in his place.
Hinata let out a painful sob as she collapsed on her bed. More upset about him leaving then slaughtering his clan.
Hinata sighed and looked down at the field, where Naruto had beat her cousin and both were now staring up at her oddly. She waved, flashing them a rather forward grin before turning and leaving. She needed to see Tsunade-sama.
Same day, Hokage's Tower (office?)
Hinata knocked on the door, ignoring the spluttering Jounin taking Shizune's place as secretary; the secretary herself was taking Tsunade's place, as the Hokage was too drunk to function properly. Hinata walked in, glaring at the Jounin, pointing to her ANBU tattoo. That shut him up.
"Tsunade-sama." Hinata bowed her head at the drowsy eyed, flushed Hokage.
"Ah, Hinata-chan. Come, share yer victerrry!" She slurred excitedly, holding out a cup of sake.
"I'm sorry, I can't. I have…a request."
"Sherr…what ish it?" Tsunade poured another sake for herself and downed it.
"I want to leave. I've given the title of head to Neji-kun. I want you to mark me as missing-nin…but do not send anyone out to retrieve me." Hinata saw that Tsunade was immediately sober. "In return for this, I promise not to commit any crimes or join any organizations; the minute I do, and you find out, send someone out to assassinate or retrieve me, I wont resist. Can you comply?"
Tsunade sat in though a moment. Her fingers rubbing the edge of her cup, she sighed. "Alright."
Hinata nodded, "Arigatou, Tsunade-sama." She stood and headed to the door.
"Why, though?" Tsunade's curios voice stopped her.
Why did she want to leave? She couldn't outright say she was going to find Itachi, that she wanted a S-class criminal as if she would die without him. "Hm…I guess…to fulfill a lovely dream." And she left. Leaving Tsunade to ponder her words.
Rain country, forest.
Two weeks ago, Hinata had left. She told Neji her secret, why she was suddenly in ANBU uniform with a tattoo…and why she suddenly had maidenly curves. She told her teammates too. And now here she was, running through rain country. She didn't realize when she decided to leave, that she wasn't sure what she was watching for. Was it mass killings? Sightings of Akatsuki members? Or Akatsuki members themselves?
It was getting dark and cold, so she stopped in a small clearing. Starting a fire and leaning against a tree, her eyes fluttering closed.
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Itachi and Kisame walked through a forest in Rain country. They picked their way among the foliage; they had just finished a mission and wished for a place to rest. That was when they noticed a fire, blinking in the distance.
Itachi picked up his pace, wanted to get to the inviting light as soon as possible.
"Itachi," Kisame's growling voice held warning in it.
"We can kill any shinobi who might be camping there." Was Itachi's cool reply as he burst into an all out run.
Once there, they were both shocked…well…more expecting to see an ANBU or Jounin. Not a young woman, leaning against a tree with her eyes closed. She was wearing a long sleeved, frilly, violet shirt. Black jeans with a silver chain, rings were also on her clenched hands. She wore heavy looking shoes and dark make up barely misted over her eyelids.
Kisame was ready to kill her with a kunai, but a hand on his shoulder stopped him. He looked back at Itachi curiously, his yellow eyes wide.
There was something about this girl. Her pale skin, violet black hair. Itachi wasn't sure…maybe it was her conservative yet forward style of dress. He just didn't know. So he sat down on the ground next to her, feeling the heat from the fire as he pulled out a portable teakettle, bottle of water, a tea bag, and a cup. He sighed in content as he warmed up and made his tea. Letting the water boil with the bag before pouring it into the cup and drinking it with soft sighs of relief.
Kisame sat across from the girl, glaring at her the entire time as he shifted uncomfortably. He finally gave up and flopped on the ground and closed his eyes, glad for the fire as he poked it with a stick.
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Okay, I'm not sure about this one, so yeah..i hope its long enough, I'll try to make the chapters long, and short in coming…Not sure how it'll work though, with school, and work and such. Thank you!
Kairinu-chan,
Signing off.