Hey guys and welcome to another chapter. I apologise in advance for any repetitiveness that happens in the story. I'm also crap at fight scenes so I hope you can imagine the fight scene as you read it.
Another thing is that I've used some Bleach in this as well but only a small part. You'll see what I mean when you read it (I hope anyway). Enjoy.
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or Bleach. They all belong to their respective creators.
"Don't worry Hinata-chan. You won't have to suffer long," the demon chuckled.
The woman's arm slowly started to extend and, like a snake squeezing it's prey, the demon's arm wrapped itself around Hinata's neck and lifted her up. There was no reaction from the ravenette except for the rough breathing and the red cheeks, sweat stilling forming on her forehead. The human in front of her looked completely pathetic but the smile never left the demon woman's face.
She brought the younger girl closer to her and whispered in her ear. "You're so cute, Hinata-chan," the demon spoke. Her long tongue poked out of her mouth and licked the side of Hinata's face, tasting her. She was slightly salty, most liely from the sweat. "I'd love to play with you more," the demon looked down at the girl's open shirt, seeing the girl's chest. She wondered what the raven haired girl's moans would sound like. It was really tempting. "But unfortunately, my need to kill is stronger. And when I'm finished with you, I'll then go and kill that other bitch."
From her free arm, her blade came out from her wrist and then, she slowly started to cock her arm back. She pointed the tip at the ravenette's chest and was about to plunge it into Hinata's heart, but then she noticed the frail girl was looking the other way. "Ha...runo...san..." the girl whispered, but loud enough that the demon heard her. "Thank... you..." she then closed her eyes and smiled.
Haruno-san? the demon thought for a moment. The face of the pink haired girl then came to mind. This girl is losing it now she smirked wickedly in thought. It was time to put the poor girl out of her misery. Not wasting any more time and saying a quick goodbye, she pushed her cocked arm forward, the blade just about piercing the girl's chest, into her heart.
But she suddenly stopped, the blade's metal tip an inch away from the girl's breast. All of a sudden, she felt a powerful and sinister energy nearby, and for some reason it felt both familiar and unpleasant. Her pupiless eyes widened. What's with this power!? the demon woman thought worriedly. She had never felt something like this before. No, that was wrong. She had felt similar power back at the demon realm, when she was in front of her lord. But why would her lord be here?
All of a sudden, there was a sound of a small explosion coming from her side. When she looked, she saw where the debris of playground equipment was and it was covered, again, in a dust cloud. "Wha-"But before the woman could even finish, she felt a fist colliding with her face. The punch was so strong that, her arm unwrapped itself around Hinata's throat and she was sent flying through the air like a rag doll.
The demon slammed into and broke few trees in the park before she somehow managed to land on her hands and feet. Damn it the woman cursed in her thoughts, putting her hand on face. It hurt. Whatever it was that had punched her was strong enough to inflict damage on her... and would be extremely dead in a moment.
Her pupiless red eyes looked up, seeing who the culprit was who dared to punch her, and her eyes widened. Someone, who was clad in black, was standing there with the ravenette with their arm wrapped around the girl protectively. Getting a good look at the black clad figure, the demon saw that they wore a long, defined, robe-like black overcoat with a burgundy highlight that flared out into ragged ends and had white lining and a hood, which was draped over their head. Underneath the overcoat, the figure had a black kimono with cherry blossom petals imprinted on it, with a black divided umanori hakama and white split-toe socks and waraji covering the person's feet.
At first, the reddish-pink demon wondered who the mysterious figure was. But a second later, after seeing a hint of pink underneath the hood, the familiar outfit beneath the overcoat and the demonic looking hand that was holding Hinata, she knew exactly who it was. No way... the demon thought, visibly gritting her teeth and narrowing her eyes, her blood boiling. That can't be...
Ever since she got this fever, Hinata didn't know what was going on any more. One moment she was lying on a bench, speaking to her pink haired classmate. Sakura had started to open up to the ravenette a little about her past. But then the next thing she knew, she was watching the pinkette get thrown away by the reddish-pink demon and was then strangled by said demon.
And now, she could feel herself in someone's arm, supporting her body. Slowly, Hinata opened her eyes and saw the person holding her. A person clad in black and a hood covering their head, hiding their features. From her position, she couldn't see underneath the hood, but then again she didn't need to. She didn't know why but in the raven haired girl's heart, she knew who it was underneath all that black and called out that person's name.
"Haruno...san..." Hinata whispered and the figure heard her. They turned their head to the side a bit, in Hinata's direction, and then grabbed their hood with their free hand.
When the hood was pulled down, pink haired flowed out from within it, and emerald and demonic orbs met gentle white ones. Hinata couldn't help the smile that appeared on her lips. "Are you alright, Hyuuga?" Sakura asked. The ravenette gave a nod in response to the Sakura's question. She was more than alright now and then before she realized what she was doing, Hinata reached out and cupped the pinkette's cheek.
Sakura looked surprised from the sudden contact but that quickly faded away and she then held that hand with her own. What surprised Hinata next was that Sakura's eyes had become soft and gentle and a genuine smile had formed on her face. She didn't know if it was the fever acting up again, but Hinata's cheeks grew warmer and her heart was beating faster than normal. She couldn't describe what she was feeling at the moment but she knew that it wasn't uncomfortable in the slightest.
"Get some rest Hyuuga," was what Sakura told her, and if the ravenette was honest with herself, she didn't want to. She wanted to keep looking at Sakura's gentle eyes and her warm smile. She wanted to know why she felt like this now. But unfortunately, fatigue from the fever was slowly starting to take over and she tried her best to stay awake. Sakura must have known what Hinata was trying to do, and she squeezed the raventte's hand that was in her's. "Believe in me," she said, never taking her eyes off of Hinata's gentle pools of white.
The ravenette saw the determination in Sakura's eyes. To Hinata, the raven haired girl didn't need to be told to trust the pink haired girl. She already did. Hinata nodded once more and she finally started to let herself rest. Her eyelids began to close and the last thing Hinata saw was Sakura's smile, which said that everything would be alright, before sleep took over.
When Sakura saw Hinata's eyes close and the hand on her cheek had slackened, she knew that the ravenette had fallen asleep. Satisfied that she was no longer conscious, the pinkette picked up Hinata's limp body, in a princess carry, and placed her back down on the bench she was lying on before.
The pink haired girl observed the ravenette. Hinata's breaths were slightly even, better than what it was before. But the girl was still warm to the touch and it slowly might start up again if Sakura didn't finish this quick. Besides she still needed to treat her classmates wounds also, before they got infected. Sakura's fingertips brushed a few bangs and stray hairs behind the girl's ear and revealed more more of the sleeping girl's face.
The pinkette smiled when she saw Hinata's peaceful features. She then knew, more than anything, that she wanted to protect this girl. When she failed to protect Yukiko, Sakura would make up for by protecting the ravenette. Closing her eyes, Sakura took a deep breath. When she opened them again, her eyes that were once gentle, were now fierce and determined.
"So it was you," a familiar voice said behind Sakura. The pink haired half demon stood up and turned around, her back now facing the sleeping Hyuuga. Standing a few feet away was the, very pissed off, reddish-pink demon. "You still had some hidden power left."
The pink haired girl didn't say anything as she gazed into those pupiless red eyes. Instead, she reached out and black flames appeared in front of her palm, taking the shape of a scythe, before it materialized from the flames. Weapon in hand, the scythe's blade gleamed from the moonlight and Sakura swung the blue tinted weapon weapon to the side effortlessly, like it weighed nothing at all.
"Heh. You might of strengthened up slightly and your appearance might be different," the demon slowly released her blades from her wrists, the one Sakura had destroyed before having come back at full length. The pinkette stared at the demon like she did back when they first fought each other. She was confident again, and that was starting to piss off the demon woman even more. "But that doesn't mean you're stronger than me!"
Finally, the demon had enough. With a war cry that could make people cower and run away, the demonic woman charged at the pink haired girl. Said girl did nothing to indicate she was defending herself, and that only added more fuel to the fire, as it had driven the demon's hatred toward Sakura even further.
When the woman was close enough, she suddenly disappeared from Sakura's line of sight. She reappeared behind the younger demon a split second later in the air, and swung both her blades in a downwards arc. "Dieee!" was what the reddish-pink demon roared out, her blades nearly sinking into the girl's flesh.
But they didn't.
From the last possible second, Sakura turned her body, so her side was facing the demon and blocked the horizontal strike with the scythe's polearm. The ground beneath Sakura caved in slightly from the impact, causing a small crater, showing how strong the demonic woman's strike was.
While their weapons were connected, Sakura took the opening that was set before her and gripped one of the demon's arms. "Wha-!?" was all the demon could get out before the pink haired girl threw the her away from the their current location.
In the air, the demon managed to get upright and when she landed on the ground, her feet were skidding across the grass and dirt. When she finally stopped, the reddish-pink demon started to pant quite a bit. Damn! she cursed inwardly. How did this little demon brat get so much power? That was what all the demon could think about. It doesn't make any sense!
She cursed once more, before she looked back up. The pink haired girl continued to just stand there with a stoic expression on her face. "You little bitch..." the demon woman growled in a low voice, venom completely lacing her voice. The demon had reached her limit. This little whore was going to die, slowly. She wanted to see her suffer and she wanted to enjoy every second of it.
Sakura on the other didn't have much time left. She knew the ravenette behind her, sleeping soundly as she was, still had a fever. If she didn't do something now, the fever would only get worse. Plus, she didn't know how long this new power of hers would last, considering the shape Sakura was in before she changed. That's why this fight had to come to an end. Just hold on little bit longer Hyuuga the pinkette said in her thoughts.
Bringing her attention back on the fight, to the demon, Sakura saw the frustration on her face. The pinkette honestly wanted to see that sought of face a bit more. She wanted to see the person who had all the power at the start, who thought that she was stronger than everyone else when she got this new power, come crashing down. That's why what Sakura said next was going to make the demon even more angry than she was now.
"It's all over now demon," she declared. "You've lost."
"What did you say?" the woman asked, raising an eyebrow. "I've lost? Don't make me laugh!" The demon screamed in rage. "It's not over yet. It's not over until I've killed you and that bitch behind you!" The pink haired girl's eyes narrowed at what the demon said. The woman continued. "Not until I've see you both suffer for humiliating me for so long!" Then, the demon had a wicked smile on her face, an idea popping into her head. "I've got a better idea. I'll just cripple you and then you can only watch as I kill Hinata-chan nice and slow. So you can see the look of pain on her face as she bleeds out. Knowing that you couldn't do anything about it!"
Having finished her little speech of her intentions, the demon woman begun to chuckle, which soon turned into a full on laugh. Sakura's face remained stoic, but if anyone saw her eyes, they could easily tell they were full of anger, bordering on rage. Her exposed demonic eye started to glow. The thought of her sudden power leaving her had escaped her mind completely, and instead, she could feel it flowing through her more than before.
Without saying a word, Sakura leapt forward. She leapt, with incredible speed, all the way to the demon's position and the reddish-pink woman herself stopped laughing, eyes going wide. In one fluid motion, Sakura swung her scythe diagonally, from the demon's hip to her shoulder, and blood started to spurt out from the wound that had been created.
The horned demon was speechless for a moment, her wide, pupiless eyes watching the blood spurt. That's when her brain had finally caught up on what was going on. She had been injured. The pink haired girl had inflicted a blow on the demon. When she realized that, the demonic woman took a step back, and then another, her hand reaching up to touch her body. When she raised the hand up, she saw that it was covered entirely of crimson.
Blood? she said in her thoughts. But it wasn't just any blood. It was her blood. "How dare you..." she spoke in a whisper. The demon woman furrowed her brow and gritted her teeth, anger starting to take over rational thought. "I'll kill you... I'll kill you..." The demon then bent her body forward, before she launched herself upon the pinkette, screaming, "I'LL KILL YOU!"
Sakura, too, launched herself at the demon, matching her speed. And when the both of them were close enough, they both swung their weapons at the other, blade and scythe clashing.
The demon swung her bladed wrists wildly. Her lust for killing the pink haired half-demon was too strong for any sane thought she had remaining. Horizontal spinning slashes, vertical strikes, a diagonal uppercut slash, the reddished pink demon launched every attack possible, hoping that one of her blades would draw this girl's blood.
Sakura on the other hand, easily blocked and parried every attack with ease using her scythe's blade and polearm. The demon's attacks were really disorganized. The pinkette knew that she just let instinct take over rational thought, and that was the demon woman's downfall.
The pink haired girl sighed inwardly, the anger in her eyes just a moment ago, slowly leaving her. Sakura knew that it was time to really end this fight. It was really sad to see, even for Sakura, that the demon let her pride get the best of her.
When the next wave of attacks came, Sakura quickly vanished into thin air. The demon stumbled, her blades hitting nothing and she started to look around frantically with wide eyes. She didn't have to look for very long though, as she suddenly felt a shadow from above.
The half-demon was up in the air, her large scythe glinting in the moonlight behind her. Then gravity took hold and Sakura started to descend. And as she was falling, the pinkette raised her scythe across her body. When she was close enough to her target, she swung her weapon at the demon, who raised her own arm, trying to block the incoming attack.
But the demon didn't.
Just as the two metal blades were about to meet, the pinkette somehow dodged the demon's blade and instead, her scythe's blade went through reddish-pink flesh. The scythe's blade went through the demon's skin like butter, and cleanly severed her arm, the limb falling on the floor with a thud.
There was no scream however, which would normally come after losing a limb. The demon was different. She stood there with wide eyes for a moment, before she gripped her now stumped arm and fell to the ground on her knees, the other blade retracting itself.
After landing on the ground, Sakura stared at the now downed demon. There was only silence between the two. The only noise heard was from the rustling leaves, as they were blown by the night wind's. After a few more seconds, the one armed demon finally broke the silence. She punched the ground, hard, flattening a small patch of grass.
"Why!?" she shouted, and then started to punch the ground repeatedly. "Why!? Why can't I beat you!? Why!?"
"It doesn't matter now. It's over," Sakura said. "You're finished." The demon woman looked up and glared at the pinkette, or tried to. The thing she saw first was the blade of the pink haired girl's scythe, which was an inch away from her face. Said scythe was then slowly raised into the air, once again gleaming in the moonlight. "Farewell," Sakura said her goodbyes, swinging down her bladed polearm down upon her enemy, and hopefully putting an end to a long fight.
"Haruno-san..."
Sakura's eyes widened when she heard the small whisper of her name, and thanks to that, her scythe stopped mid-swing, again just about an inch away from the demon's face. What am I doing? she questioned herself. The pinkette had been so absorbed into killing the demon that she nearly forgot what was more important.
Hyuuga Hinata's safety.
Without even having to think about it, Sakura's scythe disappeared in black flames. Her outfit, too, was covered in black flames until they disappeared also, leaving her back into her tattered school uniform. The pinkette then turned on her heel and started to move away from the demon woman.
She made her way to the bench where Hinata was laying upon and peered at the girl's face. The raven haired girl was still unconscious and when Sakura put the palm of her hand on the girl's forehead, Sakura gasped, eyes wide. The girl's temperature had gotten extremely hot, which could have only meant that Hinata's fever was getting worse. Damn! she cursed in her thoughts, hating herself for letting Hinata's condition get to this stage.
Whatever Sakura had to do, she had to do it fast. The pinkette knelt down and wrapped an arm underneath the girl's shoulders and then wrapped the other under the girl's knees, picking her up in a princess carry. But before she took a step however, the demon behind her spoke.
"Hey," she said, the pinkette turning her head so she could see the woman from the corner of her eyes. "What do you think you're doing? You're not going to finish me off?"
Sakura furrowed her brow. "Believe me. If I could, I'd kill you in a heartbeat," she replied.
"So why don't you?"
The pink haired girl turned her gaze from the defeated demon, to the girl in her arms. To Sakura, the answer to that question was easy. She turned her sights back to the demon kneeling on the floor and said, "I've got something more important to do."
That was all she said before the demon just watched her jump, high into the air and landing on the street before she jumped again. After having losing sight of the pink haired half blood, the reddish-pink demon started to glare in the direction that the girl went. Anger starting to build up inside her. This was the second time that the pinkette had humiliated her. And this will be the last time the demon promised herself before a pool of darkness had appeared underneath her and she disappeared from the park, a low menacing chuckle escaping past her lips.