Hello everyone, extremely sorry for the late update. I was really struggling with this chapter, and honestly struggling in general. So at the end of this chapter, there will be an important A/N at the end.
I would like to give my sincere gratitude to the people who had favorite and followed this story, and even me as well. Honestly I wasn't expecting my mail to pile up to fast at how many followed after the last chapter, so honestly you don't know how much I appreciate it.
Anyway, this chapter will mark the end of the summer filler and will go onto the second to last arc of this story, so let's get on with it shall we?
Like always, I apologize in advance for any grammar mistakes, repetitiveness and poor writing. And I also don't own Naruto or it's characters. I'm just using them for the story. And any OCs that you see in this story are mine.
Enjoy!
It was the last day of summer vacation, August 31st, and for the ravenette, Hyūga Hinata, it was a very special day. She was standing in front of Konoha's railway station, and since today was a special occasion the girl opted to wear something nice. A white, knee-length summer dress underneath a long sleeved, blue cardigan and completing the look with flat Mary Jane shoes. It was the first time, in a long time, that she could remember actually thinking about what to wear.
One hand held a handbag in front of her lap while the other she twisted to see the time on her watch. 10.30. Seeing the time, Hinata's stomach began to play up on her. It was the time that she and Sakura where supposed to meet up. Normally, common sense dictates that if the person you're meeting up lives in the same house as you, you'd leave together instead of waiting around for them. But that was why today was special, why today was different. Today, she, Hyūga Hinata, was going on a date... with Sakura. Her heart started to do back flips from just thinking that.
For most of the summer vacation, it's been either the Hyūga girl working at the café, Sakura exterminating demons, or the both of them doing their summer homework (after doing said activities before first). The only time she ever got to relax was late at night, but by then Hinata would be completely exhausted from doing her other tasks and she wouldn't get to spend anytime with the pinkette one at all, whom by now was out killing any demons that were threatening Konohagakure.
But then again, there was that time on the beach.
A couple days back, Hinata, Sakura, a very excited Tenten and a very reluctant Ino had gone to the beaches of Konoha to 'bask in the sun' as the brunette had put it. When the ravenette first saw the pink haired girl in a floral white, two piece swimsuit, that they had bought the day before the trip, her face became red as a beat and her heart nearly leapt out of her chest. Tenten had begun to discreetly tease the girl about it, but she had tried her best to ignore her childhood friend's jabs.
Most of that day had gone smoothly. The childhood friends played in the ocean while Sakura sat down on the beach and watched, the current of the water hitting her toes every now and again. Once in a while she saw a boy or two trying to flirt with her, which had made the girl's chest tighten. Sakura, however, just gave one look at those boys and just blatantly ignored them. It got bad at one point where one of the boys tried to grab the girl forcefully. But it didn't end well, for him anyway.
Suffice to say, that guy now knew what it was like to become ostrich with it's head buried beneath the ground.
Ino, on the other hand, who also wore a two piece swimsuit, opted to stay underneath the parasol and read a book she had brought with her instead. Like what happened to Sakura, a guy or a group of them would ask her if she wanted to hang out with them, but with a practiced glare, and a threat about doing something to their unmentionable parts, from the blonde made them think twice about asking her something like that again.
Unfortunately, the remainder of the nice day had soon turned for the worse when a demon had appeared from within the ocean. Sakura had once told her, back when they had first met; that demons had preferred to attack at night. But it seemed now that they were getting bolder as time continued to pass. Thankfully, with the combined efforts from Sakura and Ino, the demon was no match and was easily killed by the two huntresses. But the hard part had come after and that was dealing with the people that had stayed on the beach, watching the entire spectacle.
There where to many for Sakura to rewrite their memories, like she had done back at the incident at the café, but thankfully she didn't need to. With a surprising quick thinking from Tenten (which still amazed Hinata), the girl's were able to pass it off as a one time event.
The girl's lips curled into a smile from the memory. Even though it didn't end the way they hoped, going to the beach with everyone was a precious memory for Hinata. Especially when she got to see Sakura have fun in her own way.
Her heart began to beat rapidly anew and her stomach tightened in knots from just thinking of her. It was making the ravenette nervous enough to be going on a date with the pinkette, but what made it completely nerve wracking, was what her ultimate goal was at the end of this.
Today, on the last day of summer, Hinata was finally going to confess her feelings for Sakura.
It's been a little over a month now since the pink haired demon girl came into her life and changed everything around. It's also the first time she's ever fallen in love with someone before. Especially someone from the same sex. From the time Hinata could remember, when she was a little girl, her mother would read her classic romance stories, about boy meets girl and how they eventually fall in love. To make sure what she felt for Sakura was genuine, she'd read a few books and looked up things online in the past.
Heart rate increase? Check. Wanting to spend more time with them, and get to know them better? Check. Begin to have sensual dreams about the person that you're in love with? Thankfully, she hadn't gotten that far into the stage yet.
"Hinata."
Even the sound of her voice was music to Hinata's ears. Turning her head toward the sound of the voice, her white eyed gaze saw the girl she liked walk in her direction. She blushed again from the sight. Like her, the pinkette wore an outfit that she herself had picked out. A black, casual blazer over a white blouse. The blouse was tucked into a blue denim skirt, underneath were black tights that wrapped around her slender but slightly toned legs, and finished with brown, knee-length boots.
"I'm sorry I'm late," Sakura apologized. "I'm still not used to these types of clothes and it took a while to... Hinata? Are you alright?"
"Huh?" she made a noise, before another blush, this time from embarrassment, dusted her cheeks as she realized that she had just been staring at the pink haired girl. Hinata let out a nervous chuckle. "I-I'm fine, Sakura-chan," she stuttered a reply, cursing herself for doing so.
But thank the gods Sakura let it slide as she responded with, "I see," which was then followed by an awkward silence. Mainly for the ravenette. Her cheeks still bore the crimson hue of embarrassment, and her gaze suddenly found the ground interesting instead, the grip on her handbag tightened.
"So," Sakura was first to break the silence, "what do you think about my clothes?"
"Clothes?" the girl repeated, looking back.
"Yeah," Sakura continued. She placed her hand behind her head and looked down, her gaze leaving mine and now it was her turn to find the ground interesting. "To be honest, I don't know much about the human realm's fashion, so I just grabbed anything from the clothing store and put it on." She then looked sheepishly back up, emerald meeting white orbs. "So I was wondering what you thought?"
You look breathtakingly beautiful. "It suits you," Hinata said with a smile, covering up the honest thought that she really wanted to say instead. The time to say those sort of things would come later. The thing that she needed to do first was to get her nerve wracking confession out in the open. One step at a time.
"I'm glad," Sakura smiled, happy with the response that Hinata had given her. The pink haired girl then proceeded to close the remaining distance between them, stopping next to the ravenette. Raising her gauze wrapped hand toward her, Sakura asked her with a small smile, "Shall we go?"
The girl stared at the offered wrapped appendage for one second before a smile of her own grew. To Sakura, holding hands was the sort of thing that friends seemed to do. But for her, it meant something more. Giving her a nod, she took the outstretched hand. Warmth instantly spread through her chest and she and Sakura both made otheir way toward the station.
Today was going to be a great day.
The train ride to their destination was a quiet, but peaceful one. But the unfortunate thing was that the car that they where on was packed to the brim with people. She and Sakura weren't the only ones making the use of the last day of summer. The pinkette and Hinata where stuck near the closed door, her back pressed against it.
Sakura was standing in front of her, her right hand pressed against the door for support while her gauze wrapped one was around Hinat's waist. In the position she was in, she felt protected, her hands where in between them and her handbag was in between her feet. But while she might have felt safe, her body was pressed up against the Hyūga girl's which only made her heart beat grow faster by the second. But that wasn't the worst of it. What made it so was that the boots the pinkette was wearing added extra height for the girl, making her slightly taller.
Which also meant that her nose was near the pinkette's clavicle. The smell of the Sakura's perfume engulfed Hinata's senses and when she looked up to Sakura's face, Hinata inwardly gasped, her face blushing furiously now at noticing how close the demon girl's face actually was. Hinata prayed to any god that Sakura wouldn't feel how fast her heart rate was going right this second.
But as if she knew that she was being watched, the demon girl's one eyed gaze turned to meet her own. "Are you alright, Hinata? I'm not crushing you am I?"
Hinata quickly tore her gaze away, but shook her head 'no' in response. Seeming satisfied with that answer, the pinkette went back to looking outside the door's glass window.
What should I do? Hinata thought and asked herself. The answer, however, was plainly obvious.
There was nothing she could do! The girl was practically trapped within the confines of Sakura's body and the crowded train car, and there was still a fair distance left from their destination. But then again, now that she thought about it, wasn't the situation she was in a good thing? Thinking from an outside perspective, it looked like Sakura was hugging her. To them, she and Hinata looked to be a couple, Sakura simply protecting her girlfriend from being crushed. Just that simple thought made a small smile appear on her lips and almost too quickly, a selfish thought came to her.
She placed her head on the flat of Sakura's chest, just under her collarbone, and closed her eyes. Hinata listened to the sound of her heartbeat, which continued to go at a steady rhythm. The pinkette wasn't at all fazed about the actions the ravenette was doing, which made her happy and disappointed at the same time. But that disappointment flew out the window when she suddenly felt the arm wrapped around her, bring her closer to the pinkette's body. Again, she knew that Sakura was only doing this out of friendship, making sure would get crushed, but Hinata couldn't help but be happy about it.
That was when an announcement decided to make it's way over the train's intercom, ruining her little moment, and not a moment sooner did the it finish, that she felt the train slow down, until it eventually stopped. When the doors opened, Sakura released her hold on her, Hinata was already missing the warmth of the girl's body, and she and Sakura walked out the car, a trail of people behind them.
Making their way through the station, making sure not to bump into anyone coming and going, the both of their hands sort out the other's, connecting together. They headed for the stairs that lead out to the street, hand in hand, towards the place she and Sakura would be spending their entire day at.
Finally, the girls had reached their destination. Konohagakure's Amusement Park. Not only was it the largest resorts in Japan, it also housed one of the biggest Ferris wheels ever made. inata had heard rumors that you could actually see the entire city from the top, and was a very romantic sight to see. That was her objective. She would confess her feelings there. Hinata was determined to make that the last ride they would go on, but before all that, it was time to have some fun.
With that thought, Sakura and Hinata made their way to the entrance, paid the fee of admission and went in. She couldn't help the gasp the escape past her lips as she saw the interior. The outside view was huge, but the inside was much bigger. Much like that British show, about a Time Lord if Hinata remember correctly; bigger on the inside. Like the crowded train car, the place was packed full of people, ranging from families watching their children have fun of the littler rides, couples taking a stroll, hand in hand. Or just friends hanging out with one another, having a merry time.
Hinata turned her gaze from the people to the girl by her side. She was surprised to see that she had a far away look on her face. "Are you okay, Sakura-chan?" Hinata asked, but then a thought popped into her head. Is this her first time at an amusement park?
The pinkette nodded slowly. "I'm fine," she replied. She blinked once, twice before her one, emerald eyed gaze looked at her. "It's just that I've never been to a place like this before." She turned back to the crowd. "There's a lot of people here. I guess I was surprised."
That wasn't just it. There was more than the demon girl was letting on. But for now Hinata decided to no go further into it. Sakura, however, was right, there where a lot of people. But that was to be expected, it was after all the last day of summer. It was the last day of freedom for the younger kids before they put their noses back into the books. Also by the looks of things, some of the people had come much earlier than them, most likely wanting to enjoy some of the rides before more people showed up.
Speaking of rides. "Where would you like to go first?" Hinata asked, looking back at her friend.
"It's your choice," she told her. "You've been to parks before right? So you'll know what's enjoyable."
Again, what Sakura said was the truth. Hinata had been to an amusement park or two, with Tenten and some other friends from school, in other places in Japan. However, there is a huge difference between going with friends and going with someone that you were crushing on! Plus, Hinata's never been able to come here. The place was popular and thus, really expensive. Thankfully she had started saving up ever since she took the job at the Sannin Café.
Sakura was completely oblivious to this, but Hinata was now under pressure. Trying not to show it on her face, she began to think for a moment. The girl soon came to the conclusion that it would be best to start off slow and small, something to break her in with. Thinking that, Hinata looked around her surroundings. The big rides were an obvious no go for now, so maybe the small rides was a place to start?
"Waaahhhh! Waaahhhh!"
The sound of a child crying broke the ravenette's train of thought, and she, as well as Sakura, turned to look. Underneath a large tree, there was a little boy balling his eyes out and a woman, most likely his mother, was trying to calm him down. Hinata's maternal instinct kicked in, and she found herself walking towards the mother and son, Sakura following her lead.
"It's alright, sweetheart," Hinata heard the mother trying to sooth the boy. "We'll just get you another one." That just made the kid cry harder, and some of the people started to give them looks, some of them not nice ones. What gave people the right to look at a mother and child like they where an annoyance? Frankly, it just pissed Hinata off.
"Umm, excuse me?" she called out to them. The boy was still crying but the mother looked up at Hinata with an apologetic expression.
"I'm very sorry," she said, bowing her head, which left a bad taste in the Hyūga's mouth. It hurt to see someone like that when there was nothing they could do, something that was only natural and out of their control. "I'll get him to be quiet in just a second."
Hinata waved her hands, smiling. "There's no need to apologize, it's not you're fault," she said, crouching down so she was eye level with the mother. "I'm just wondering what's wrong?"
"I see, thank you," she said, relief spreading throughout her features. "You see, it's about my son's balloon."
"Balloon?" she and Sakura said in unison. The woman gave a nod before her gaze turned upward and Hinata followed her line of sight. There it was, a red balloon stuck on one of the branches by it's string.
"My son let it go by accident," the mother explained, "and it's string got caught on the branch. I've told him we'd get a new one, but he wants the one that he had back." Gazing back at the woman, she noticed that she was quiet thin, frail even, so she obviously didn't have the strength to go after the balloon. Plus she was wearing a skirt, and she was already being stared at by some people, so Hinata didn't want them to give them anymore reason to do so.
The raventte could have climbed the tree, but she was also wearing a skirt, and the last thing she wanted to do was flash her underwear to people. The only realistic option then was to get a member of staff here to help out.
"Little boy," again her train of thought was cut off, this time by Sakura's voice. The pinkette crouched down next to the ravenette, her gaze on the boy. The boy stared at the demon girl with tearful eyes, sniffing. "What's your name?"
He then turned to his mother, most likely wondering if it was okay to let a stranger know his name. When she gave the nod of approval, Hinata was relieved to know that she trusted them. "Daisuke," he told us.
"Daisuke," Sakura repeated. "Okay, Daisuke, I want you to close your eyes for me."
The boy called Daisuke let out a surprised noise. "Why?"
"Because, I'm about to do magic trick. When I tell you to open them again, you're going to have your balloon back. So you have to trust me, okay?" she said, smiling a gentle smile at the end which made Hinata's chest swell with pride. This girl, who used to be cold and didn't think too much of herself, had come along way within the month that she knew her. It made the girl love her even more, to see her interact with the people that she didn't want anything to do with, and made Hinata the more eager to confess to her, to proudly say that this girl was her girlfriend.
With a nod, the boy did what was asked of him, and Sakura got to work. Making her way to the trunk of the tree, Sakura took two steps back. Then taking those same steps forward in a run, the pinkette's right foot hit the base of the tree and jumped off, using a bit of her demonic strength. She grasped a thick branch that held her weight and swung herself around it until she managed to plant her feet on it. The balloon was just above her, and reaching out, Sakura snagged it off the branch the string was stuck on. Finally, she easily dropped down next to me and immediately crouched in the exact same position, like she had never left in the first place. Like magic.
Which was the idea.
"Okay, Daisuke, you can open them."
When the boy followed Sakura's command and saw the balloon in her possession, the boy let out a squeal of delight. But the pinkette wasn't done. She grasped the boy's left arm, the child looking on in wonder, and tied the ball of air around his wrist. "There, now it won't escape." The smile on the boy's face was priceless and in gratitude, the boy suddenly launched himself on Sakura, his small arms wrapping around her neck. The girl's one eye grew wide in surprise but grew even more when the boy said; "Thank you magic lady!"
"You-You're welcome," Sakura stuttered, still stunned from the hug. With a final thank you from the boy's mother, and the child himself, the duo walked away, leaving Sakura and Hinata standing next to the tree, waving goodbye at them. When the family of two were gone from sight, the white eyed girl turned her attention to the pinkette. "Shall we go, Sakura-chan?"
With her emerald gaze now on her, she gave a nod and a small smile and then finally their day of fun had finally begun.
It was now lunch time, and so far she and Sakura had been enjoying themselves. Like she had thought before, the pair started off small. The first thing they went to were the carnival-like activities, starting with the High Striker. They had watched men and women alike attempt to hit the bell with the pluck, using a two-handed mallet. It was good to watch, for a while. But that was when they noticed that when it came to someone physically capable of hitting the bell, it fell flat.
They soon realized that it was rigged. Thankfully the rigging didn't last long as Sakura had stepped up to the plate, grasped the mallet from the con-man with a single handed grip. Everyone was surprised (they had every right to be) has the girl lifted the mallet with ease, smacked it against the target, the sound of something snapping inside the machine echoed, and the pluck was sent sailing up, hitting the bell with solid ding. Once she was finished, she had said out loud, "It's fixed" and she and Hinata walked away.
The con-man, however, didn't. Meaning he had to deal with a lot of angry customers.
After that incident, they didn't go near another carnival-like place and decided to go for the small rides next. The tea cups where the first thing they went on, and the first find out that Sakura got dizzy easily. When the ride was finished, the pinkette had to hold on to a nearby railing, and cover her eyes with her hand. Turned out when she ever spun around fighting demons, the girl never thought about it, the monster being her target. Take that part of the equation out, and you're left with a very disorientated Haruno Sakura.
The next was a merry-go-round, which left Hinata red faced at the end of it. As soon as she had gotten on her horse, the girl immediately felt body heat behind her before arms enclosed around her body, hands grasping the pole. Hinata turned her head, white pools meeting emerald, and she blushed profusely. For that entire ride, her heart had pounded a lot harder than it should have, and before she knew it, and thankful for it, it was over. But it took about half an hour for her heart to beat a normal beat, let alone look the pinkette in the eye again.
After a couple more small rides, the pair of them decided to have a little lunch break before going on the the main rides. Which was where they were now. Hinata was sitting on a bench as she watched Sakura, who had offered, go over to a burger stand and wait in line. Again her heart swelled at how much progress the girl had made since a month ago. But that changed when she felt another's presence on her right. When she turned and looked, there was a boy who seemed to be the same age, maybe even a year older, than her sitting there with a charming smile, showing his white teeth.
"Hey babe, how's it hanging?" he asked, his arm resting on the bench's back, behind her.
"It-It's going fine," she replied nervously, stuttering. Hinata shifted slightly away from the unknown boy. His smile was nice but something felt off. Just as she shifted, however, the girl felt another person sit on the other side of her. This boy looked to be the same age as the first, his smile was unlike the first's though. It had more meaning behind it. Hinata's bad feeling was starting to act up and she knew she had to get out of this situation. As she tried to excuse herself politely, hoping to move to Sakura were it was safer, another person stood in front of her. This time the smile on this man's face was completely open to it's content; lecherous.
"What's the rush?" the man questioned. "We just want to talk to you."
"I'm sorry," Hinata apologized out of courtesy. "But my friend will be back soon."
"Oh, you mean the pink haired girl with the eye patch? You two seemed pretty close," the second boy spoke up, and her eyes widened. Had these guys been following her and Sakura? The pinkette must have let her guard down quite a bit around Hinata, if she wasn't even able to sense their presence. "You know, we can show you what's missing from you two. And you might like it. Not the pink hair though, she looks like damaged goods."
Hinata's anger spiked up at those words, glaring at the man in front of her. These bastards didn't know Sakura one bit and what she was capable of. If they knew that she could wield a scythe half the size of her, and with one hand, fighting demons, they would change their tone in a second. Also, the girl was beautiful inside and out, these guys didn't know what they were talking about.
The third man spoke up. "Say, why don't us four get out of here?" he suggested, which made Hinata want to vomit. She really needed to get out of here but all her exits where blocked. And she wasn't Sakura or Ino. Hinata couldn't just threaten them like Ino, or hurt them like Sakura could. She needed to think of something, but before she could the lecherous man continued. "This place is too family friendly, and we could find some place quiet to go to."
He reached a hand out, butHinta moved away just as the tips of his fingers grazed her cheek. But she couldn't do much for the other two. The girl felt a finger touch the base of her neck from the boy with the charming smile and the second began to rub her left arm, making her shiver. But thankfully, like always, Sakura was there to help. The man that had been in front of the white eyed girl had suddenly disappeared, thrown backwards and was replaced by the pinkette, holding two burgers, one in each hand. The hands that had been creeping on me had vanished and the two other guys went to their fallen friend.
"Here you go, Hinata," said Sakura, handing her one of the burgers. She took it, staring at her in amazement. She didn't even so much as look at the person she had just thrown to the ground. Then again, he didn't deserve it.
"You bitch," a snarl came behind the pinkette, her emerald eye now seeing the man behind her with the corner of her eye.
"What is it?" the girl replied, not at all fazed by the glare the man was now giving her. She has faced worst.
"'What is it?'" he repeated, getting even more angry. "You just threw me just now!"
"You where in my way, so I moved you. Also, you were making someone important to me uncomfortable."
"You whore," again he growled, clenching his fist tightly. Just before he could do or say anything more, the boy with the charming smile told him to stop. "Why?!" he asked.
"We're being watched," was what he said. Hinata then realized that a few people were now watching the scene with interest, and looked like a security guard from the park was watching with an eagle eye. The man clicked his tongue in annoyance, promising that the two girls would pay for embarrassing him and then walked away, stomping.
Hinata let out a sigh of relief, knowing that she was now safe. "Are you alright, Hinata?" she asked her, concern tinging her voice.
The ravenette was surprisingly. Something that she don't even want to think about was going to happen to her and gods knows what else. But with Sakura now with her, everything seemed much better. "I'm fine," she told her.
She stared at Hinata for a second longer before she took her answer and sat next to her. Now, she really couldn't wait to tell the amazing girl next to her how she felt about her. That was her thought as she and Sakura shared their nice little lunch together.
It was finally time. After spending time on the bigger rides, mostly roller coasters (Sakura seemed to enjoy the thrill of going at a high speed), grabbing souvenirs for Sakura and herself, Tenten and Ino as well, darkness began to descend Konoha's amusement park. The two girls where now in front of the one place were Hinata wanted things to end tonight. The Ferris wheel. Stepping into one of the cars, the doors closed behind them, it began to move.
They sat side by side, their shoulders so close to one another that they were practically touching and what she saw next made her smile, stand up and walk to the window. In front of her was Konoha at it's most beautiful. The lights of the city sparkled brightly, like christmas lights. Seeing the place like this, you wouldn't even begin to think that there was bad in the world. That there was no demons, no hunters. Just peace.
"It's beautiful," Sakura said, moving next to Hinata and staring at the nice view. She nodded and hummed in agreement. "Hinata," the pinkette started, "I need to tell you something." The girl turned her head from the best view of the city to see the best thing that her eyes ever saw. "I lied when I said that I've never been to an amusement park before." That was something the girl wasn't expecting. But she remained quiet in her surprise. The girl was opening up more to Hinata so she wasn't going to interrupt, wanting to know every word that she was going to say.
"I came here one time, to this exact amusement park, with Yukiko," she told her, Hinata's chest tightening on itself from jealousy of hearing that name. She hated herself for though. Yamanaka Yukiko, which Hinata found out was Ino's big sister, was the one person that accepted Sakura for who she really was and was an important person to the girl. What gave Hinata the right to be jealous of a person like that? Answer: it didn't.
"For the first time in coming to your world, I was actually happy," Sakura continued, smiling like she have never seen before. A smile that was only meant for Yukiko. "And funnily enough, we ended on a Ferris wheel as well, watching the city lights dancing through the darkness. But the same day that we went on that trip was the same day she died. It's a happy and sad moment at the same time."
"Sakura-chan," she whispered, her heart clenching. Hinata took her hand and gave it a squeeze, telling her that she was there for her, supporting her.
"I know that I should let it go. Move forward and let her rest. And I hope someday I can," said Sakura. "But even though I can't move on yet, I can now finally take one step at a time-" Sakura turned her gaze on the Hyūga girl, her emerald eye gentle, "-thanks to you, Hinata." She squeezed her hand at that point. "Because you were there for me, when no one else wanted to, even me. Now, I'm glad you persisted. So once again, Hyūga Hinata, thank you."
This was it, the moment that Hinata had been waiting for. The girl had confessed what had obviously been bothering her since she came here and it was her turn to do the same. So, taking in a deep breath, calming the nerves that had begun to fester, she opened her mouth calling the girl's name. "Sakura-chan," she said. "There's also something I've got t-" before she could get more in edge wise, the car they were occupying suddenly stopped, causing Hinata to fall forwards. She landed on Sakura's chest and the pinkette held on to her with strong hands, making sure she didn't hit the floor and kept herself steady.
"Are you alright, Hinata?"
"Yes," she replied, looking up. And she nearly forgot how to breath. Her face was just a few inches away from Sakura's, like on the train and the merry-go-round, and Hinata just stared, lost in a sea of green. I want to see more she thought, reaching out for the taller girl's eye-patch that hid her demonic eye. Removing the piece of light material, Hinata was now greeted with pools of green and yellow. She didn't know when it happened, but the girl's sclera that had been black in the nurse's office, had returned to white.
The ravenette's white gaze went from looking into green and yellow orbs, to Sakura's pink lips, and then back again. Her heart had begun to thud loud and heavily in her chest as she slowly, oh so slowly, inched her head forward. "Hi...na...ta..." Sakura whispered, just watching as my face moved closer and closer.
"Sakura-ch-"
BOOOOOOOOOM!
Fates seemed to have intervened as bright light lit up the sky, before ending in a crackle. Sakura and Hinata turned their gazes back outside, just in time to hear another sound of whistling, before an explosion let loose more bright sparkles. "Fireworks," Hinata said, as more suddenly burst through the sky.
"It's pretty," Sakura had said, and that was when she knew that the moment for her confession, or acting on it, had now passed, fizzed out like the fireworks. Smiling sadly, she stared back at the nice display, nodding to Sakura's words.
Once the fireworks had finished, the car began to move again and soon the girls where back on ground level. As Hinata exited the car, the wind's breeze gave her a chill, wrapping her arms around herself to gain warmth but to no avail. She suddenly felt something wrapped around her shoulders and realized that it was Sakura's jacket, leaving the pinkette in only her white blouse. Hinata protested, saying that she was going to get cold, but Sakura had none of it, saying that she didn't feel the cold much anyway. She instantly felt warm. Not just because of the jacket made me feel warm but she felt it on the inside also. That was when Hinata knew then even though that her confession ended in disaster, it wasn't the end.
Like Sakura, someday she would be able to her her feelings for her. There was no need to rush. She had all the time in the world.
When they finally got home, the pair of girls where standing in front of Hinata's room. "Thank you for the jacket, Sakura-chan," she said, handing back the article of clothing. "And thank you for today, I had a great time."
"Same here," she told me. "See you in the morning." Jacket in hand, Sakura made her way towards her own bedroom, grabbing the handle of the door, and opening the door.
"Sakura-chan!" Hinata cried out her name, said girl stopping mid way. She turned back to her, waiting, and before she lost her nerve completely Hinata made her way to Sakura, brought her face close to her's and kissed her on the cheek. She let it linger for a moment before moving away, not gauging pinkette's reaction. With a blush coating her cheeks, she said another good night and headed straight into her room, shutting the door behind herself.
The girl slept smiling that night with pleasant memories.
Sakura stared at Hinata's door in bewilderment, her brain trying to catch up. She touched the cheek that she had been kissed with her fingertips and realized that it was still warm from her lips. An unknown feeling began to form in her chest, her stomach and her heart. What's wrong with me? she thought to herself, feeling her cheeks burn themselves into a blush.
This was a first time that she's ever felt something like this. And for the rest of the night, she felt confused about those feelings that had suddenly taking over.
She walked slowly, for how long, she didn't know, on the concrete path of a place that she didn't know. The stench of the labratory was etched into her skin, no matter how long she'd had been outside for. Her sky blue eyes, that were void of any light, looked straight on, her long blonde hair falling down like a curtain on her back. The brown ragged dress she wore was the only thing she had on her back while she managed to escape that rotten place, of that rotten man. She could still feel the poking and prodding of the needles, putting things inside her and taking blood out. The girl wanted to tear her arms off because they were that itchy. She felt hollow on the inside but at the same time felt heavy. How was that possible?
Why am I even alive? she thought to herself. That was a stupid question of course. The blonde knew why she was alive, the amount of times that she had to repeat over and over again on the reason she was created. But she had another reason to live however. Unfortunately, she couldn't remember what it was. She couldn't remember a lot of things. The only thing she can recall was the name that they, those scientist bastards, had given her.
"Damn that pink haired bitch," the girl could hear a distant voice, laced in venom. Further ahead, she saw three individuals walking towards her, but didn't notice her presence. Not yet anyway. "Making a fool out of me." The three individuals were all male, and looked to be a lot older than her. Then again, she couldn't even remember her own age. The man with anger continued his rant. "The next time I see her, I'm going to wring her neck."
"Chill out man," one of the other's spoke. "That was just one chick. There are plenty dumb ones out there ready for a good fucking!"
"He's right you know," the third one said, smiling a smile with all his teeth showing. "Besides, you never know, we might run into that girl we going after before."
The man that had complained chuckled under his breath. "Heh, you maybe right," he said, and then looked in front of him, his gaze meeting hers and stopped, making is friends also. The girl however didn't and kept walking. She was about to make it through the gang of three, until a hand was pressed against her shoulder, forcing her to stop. Her blue void eyes, looked up. "Hey girly, do you know that it's dangerous to come out this late at night." The hand on her shoulder started to moved up the girl's neck before resting on her cheek. "Especially for a cutie like you."
The blonde girl just stared at the him, the feeling of his hand on her cheek was uncomfortable on his skin, and the girl had a sudden urge to tear his arm from his shoulder. But when she suddenly felt the back of her dress being tugged, the urge dissipated. From the corner of her eye, one of the other boys was peeking down her clothing. "Oi, oi man. This chick isn't wearing anything underneath. No bra, no panties, nothing!" There was excitement in his voice as he said those words, she could practically see and hear the lust.
"Is that right?" the one in front said, then, making sure no one was around, made the girl go down an nearby alleyway. Once they were all alone, the three men surrounded her. "Okay," he continued. "How about we take off this dress and see what goes from there?" The man reached out a hamnd toward the strap of her dress. The urge from before came back tenfold, and her eyes suddenly changed, from void blue to blood red with cat-like irises. The next thing that everyone heard was a horrible sound of bone braking, echoing loudly in the alley. all three of them stared wide eyed as he slowly pulled his hand back, and watch in terror as his appendage was completely dislocated from the bone, hanging off limply.
He didn't scream, just looked it with a horrific face, before kneeling to the ground. After that, the girl grabbed his head, and with another horrible sound, the blonde twisted the man's head, his neck snapping as it turned a hundred and eighty degree angle. He was dead before he even hit the ground.
"You... You killed him," blood red eyes turned to guy on her left. He glared at her, pulling out a pocket knife from his jean's pocket. "You little whore!" he cried as he lunged at the girl, she herself turning to face her attacker. He swung down the weapon, and the blonde let him, stabbing her in the chest, near her heart. However, the little victory he had at that moment was wiped away as she grasped the offending wrist and pushed it slowly away, the knife following. Once it was out, steam began to seep out of the wound and closed on itself. The boy made the same face his friend did, not believing what he was seeing.
Bending his wrist slightly, the knife fell from his hand, and the girl grabbed it as it was falling. She then proceeded to stab him, multiple times, blood gushing out from the wound created and his mouth. He also fell to his knees, and finishing him off, the girl thrust the knife underneath his chin, the cold metal knife impaling through his mouth. She side stepped and watched with indifferent eyes as he hit the ground dead. That left with only one.
The girl walked up to him slowly, the boy stood dead still, afraid. Warm liquid began to soak the man's pants, that charming smile replaced with a quivering mess. "W-W-Who are you?"
"Who am I?" she repeated the question, unnoticed to the boy that the girl's nails began to grow long and sharper. "I'm..." she began, then with her new sharpened nails, swiped at the boy's throat, blood spraying out instantly. He made a gurgling noise, choking on his own blood, as reached up to his throat, making a futile attempt to keep the blood from rushing out. But it was already too late. He too fell to his knees, looking up at the girl with tears in his eyes. The light in his orbs soon faded away and he hit the floor like the two before him.
"...Kyūbi."
With that parting word, the girl walked away from the carnage she had made, wandering lost in a city that she didn't know the name of.
There you have it, another chapter done and dusted. The little beach bit I put in was originally going to be a chapter of itself but I decided against. And with that huge hint at the end, I can guess that you already know who that is. So it now comes to the news that I had mentioned at the start.
Like I had said, I struggled with this chapter and writing in general. The amount of times I written something only to delete it after was a lot, and I mean A LOT. I've been writing other things, like my one-shot Supergirl fic "New Years Eve Surprise and began the first chapter of my Batman AU "The Dark Knight: Batwoman.
I hoped that writing on other stories would help out and it did, but only a bit.
Which is why I'm going to put this story on another hiatus. I'm sorry for that but if I don't take a break from this story, I'm going to burn out on it (and I almost had too) and that is something that I really don't want to do.
I've seen how many like this story, which again I thank you for, and the last thing I want to do is disappoint you all (though from the way this chapter went I probably already have), and stop this story all together.
So yeah, Demonic Love will be on a short hiatus and within that time, I can start writing up the next arc and maybe do a couple of one-shots of other stories.
So anyway, thanks for reading as always and please leave a review and tell me anything that can help improve the story or my writing. Also constructive criticism is also very appreciated.
Also if there is anything you would like to see, one-shot wise, then PM me let me know. If you do try to go for things that I have written and read, like Naruto, RWBY etc.
Hopefully, I'll see ya in the next arc!