Ch.19 The Final Blow
Then in a flash, he was gone. Neji coughed, gathering as much air into his lungs as possible. If it wasn't for his painful throat and his bleeding chest, Neji would never have guessed that Sasuke was here. Looking down at the kunai still embedded in his chest, he furrowed his brow. It wasn't that deep a wound; it didn't pierce his lung or his heart. Though he wasn't the only one who wondered why Sasuke left him alive when he could've easily killed him.
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Hinata sat up in bed hugging her knees to her chest, staring out into space, her eyes unfocused. Day after terrible day, she sat in Ino's guestroom, her pale eyes only seeing the past. Her mind torturing her with memories of happier days, days filled with love and laughter. Days she would never have again. It had been almost two months since she was last at her home. She knew she had promised Hanabi that she would return in a month, but she just wasn't quite ready to see her cousin again. Besides, what did she have to life for? Naruto came back from his talk with Sasuke, shaking his head sadly, saying he'll try again another time. She had shaken her head no, telling him that there was hope for them anymore. She didn't want him to waste his time and energy trying to fix something that would forever be broken.
She hadn't seen or heard from Sasuke since that morning, that unfortunate morning. She'd close her eye with pain, his words from earlier echoing in her mind. I love you Hinata. At the time, those words made her heart fill with love, but now the memory of those words crushed her, knowing she had destroyed that love he held for her. Whatever love he had for her, was now gone, replaces with hate. She didn't blame him, she couldn't blame him, it was all her fault.
Ivory eyes slowly moved across the room, lightly gazing at the different things that decorated the walls; some pictures of different landscapes, some posters of Ino's idols, a calendar of different flowers. Hinata eyes landed on the calendar, she hadn't trained in a week, only going on D-ranked missions, something she had requested from the Hokage. She didn't want to go on any missions ranked any higher, not when she was distracted and hurt so. Her eyes landed on a certain date then widened with surprise, bringing her mind back to the present as she realized what the date was today.
Quickly getting up, she took the calendar off the wall and flipped through it, what she saw, what she realized stole her breath away. Running over to the bathroom, she searched through the cabinets and drawers. Not finding what she was looking for, Hinata quickly grabbed her purse and ran out the apartment in a hurry.
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Setting down her pack on the counter, Ino walked into her living room tiredly. It was a long exhausting day of training and she was glad to be home. She frowned however, sniffing the air and not smelling anything cooking. Usually Hinata always had something on the stove or in the oven, cooking for her in return for letting her stay.
"Hinata?" Ino called throughout the apartment, searching through all the rooms. Finally she found Hinata sitting on the bathroom floor, leaning against the tub. She looked even more dazed than usual, worrying Ino.
"Hinata?...What's wrong?" she asked her gently. Hinata slowly turned her head to look up at the blonde woman. Her snow white eyes were dull and sad as she slowly raised her hand into the air. Ino frowned looking at what Hinata's raised hand was holding. Taking it gently from her, Ino studied it for a few moments. Looking back at Hinata, Ino tried to keep the pity out of her eyes and voice.
"Sasuke?" she asked softly. Hinata slowly nodded her head silently. Ino handed it back to her. "You can't tell from one…it could be inaccurate." She said softly, trying to raise the Hyuuga woman's spirits a little. Hinata looked down what she held in her hands, and spoke softly, as if she wasn't use to using her voice.
"I bought three packets, two in each packet, that's six…you can tell from six." Her voice full of sadness and hopelessness. Ino leaned down and gently touched her shoulder.
"What are you going to do?" she asked her, watching Hinata's eyes fill up with tears and slowly falling down her cheeks.
"I don't know." She replied with a squeak, "If I keep it my father will find out…and then I'll be a disgrace…he…he'll probably marry me off t-to make it l-look like it w-was my husband's. S-Sasuke isn't even t-talking t-to me…I…I doubt he c-cares…But…but I d-don't w-want t-to kill it." Ino looked at her sadly before wrapping her arms around her, pulling her into a tight embrace. Stroking her hair, she kissed her on her forehead.
"I know you want to keep it Hinata, but it would be better for you if…if you abort it." Ino told her sadly, but it was the truth.
"But…it's…the o-only thing of h-his…I h-have left." Hinata cried softly in Ino's arms, indecision whirling in her mind. Torn by her choices; to think about her future…or her baby's.
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The constant knocking on his door slowly woke him up from his, thankfully, dreamless sleep. Still a little groggy he stumbled to the door, opening it widely to see who it was. Sakura stood before him, wearing a long black overcoat, but she swayed back and forth slightly. A large smile broke across her face as her green eyes lit up. Outstretching her arms, she wrapped them around his neck and pulled herself into his apartment, bringing herself closer to him.
"Hello Sasuke-kun." She said softly, deeply. He turned his head to look at the clock, it was two in the morning. Looking back at her, he could smell the alcohol on her breath.
"Sakura…go away." he urged, too exhausted to fight with her. He watched her pout her lips as she pulled out of his arms and walked further into his home.
"Aww but Sasuke-kun." She whined as she tried to walk backwards, but only stumbled along the way. Sighing with frustration he strode quickly towards her, intending to grab her arm and throw her out, but she peeled off her coast, revealing that she was wearing nothing underneath. He stopped in his tracks as his eyes roamed her body, then brining his back gaze up to her green eyes.
"If you think you can tempt me with that…you're wrong." He stated in a bored voice. She pouted again and started walking backwards towards his bedroom.
"Aww Sasuke-kun…you use to like me." She said softly as her hands lightly caressed herself in front of him. But he kept his eyes on her face, she had nothing that he wanted, she was nothing new, she was just used goods.
"You use to be a good woman…but now you're a slut." He told her, his voice hard. She sighed with frustration, as she laid down onto his bed, moving her body to look seductive.
"Come on Sasuke…I know you and Hinata aren't together anymore…I know your body is craving to touch a woman's skin." She said huskily, lying her head upon his pillow. He wasn't going to follow her into his bedroom, but the mention of Hinata had his blood boiling; how dare she even mention her name. Storming into his bedroom to lash out at Sakura, he stopped suddenly. Sakura was lying on her back, naked on his bed, and was passed out drunk. He crossed his arms and shook his head, he should toss her out of his apartment, naked and everything. But the memories of the friendship him and Sakura use to have stopped him, walking back out of the room, he closed the door gently behind him, allowing her to stay here…but only for one night.
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Sasuke leaned back in his chair, just finished with his breakfast when a light knock on his door softly echoed in his apartment. Suddenly suspicious, he narrowed his eyes, guessing who it was. After a few minutes of listening to the knocking, he could hear a key being inserted into the lock. His face twisted with anger, she had some damn nerve coming back here and using his key. Only two people, other than himself had a key to his apartment; Naruto and Hinata…and Naruto wouldn't knock like that. Bitterness rose up in his throat, tasting it on his tongue. Memories of that morning, the damn things she had said to him…it was as if it was yesterday. The wounds in his heart, ripping open and bleeding all over again. He hated her for that, he hated her for hurting him. Remembering that morning so clearly, she lashed out at him, revealed her intentions towards him…hurting him because she was in pain. Well damn her, I refuse to be the fool! I refuse to be her clown! I can hurt her right back. She'll regret ever using me for revenge.
Looking back at his bedroom, he quickly rushed over there. Sakura was still passed out, naked on his bed. Looking back at the still empty hallway, he hardened his heart towards her as he quickly stripped himself of his clothing. Climbing onto the bed, he grabbed Sakura's legs, wrapping them around his waist. Then lowering himself on top of her, one hand on her breast and the other, keeping her legs around him, he buried his face in her hair. Moving his hips against hers, he began moaning aloud, waiting…waiting.
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Hinata, hesitantly walked into Sasuke's apartment. Looking around, memories, much more clear, were flooding her brain and tearing at her soul. She didn't like being here, it made her feel so much more, made her realized what she lost. She didn't think he was home, he didn't answer his door, and she felt as if she was trespassing, but she had to tell him. She couldn't make a decision without telling him. But since he wasn't here, she figured she could at least leave him a note. Walking into the kitchen to look for a piece of paper and a pen, she heard slight noises coming from the bedroom. Curious, she slowly walked towards that direction, her heart pounding furiously. For some reason she was afraid to walk in there, afraid that she would see something horrible.
The door was ajar, and she could hear Sasuke's moan. Her heart squeezed painfully in her chest. Was he trapped in another nightmare? Worried for him, she rushed in, but stopped in her tracts at the sight before her. She gasped aloud and covered her mouth as her wide eyes filled with tears. The hole in her heart increased a hundred fold and her blood turned to ice as her vision filled with Sasuke pumping himself quickly into the pink-haired kunoichi. He turned his head to look at her, his black eyes pierced her shocked white ones. He didn't say anything, just stared at her as his hips kept pushing against Sakura's.
Unable to watch them any longer, Hinata turned and ran. She ran out of the apartment as fast as she could, her eyes closed but tears continued to fall. She covered her head with her hands, wishing for those images to leave her mind. But they didn't, they stayed, haunting her, torturing her, taunting her, killing her. She meant nothing to him, all those beautiful things he's ever said to her were lies. He never meant them, he never loved her, never wanted her, never cared for her. Letting out a loud cry of deep sorrow and agony, she ran.
As soon a she left, Sasuke got up off of Sakura, putting his clothes back on. His gaze turned inward, remembering the look on her face as she watched him, thinking he was making love to Sakura. Well he hurt her, he deeply deeply hurt her. She now knew how much pain he was in, she now regretted ever crossing him, she now hated him. Sasuke clutched his chest, his heart pounding painfully…why didn't he feel any better? He had done what he had set out to do, he had accomplished everything he wanted, why didn't he feel better? Why didn't the pain go away?
Hearing slight rustling on his bed, he turned to watch Sakura blink her eyes several times, waking up from her sleep. Looking around, her green eyes landing on him, she looked at him questioningly.
"Sasuke-kun?" she asked curiously, wondering how she ever got here. Striding forward quickly, Sasuke roughly grabbed Sakura's arm and her coat, then dragging her to his door.
"S-Sasuke, wait!" she cried as he opened his door and threw her outside along with her coat and slamming the door shut without a word.
Leaning against the door, he eventually slid down, sitting. He groaned in pain as he buried his head in his hands. It hurt to breath, it hurt to move, it hurt to live. What happened? How could have ended so fast, so terribly? Why did he hate himself now? Why did it hurt more? Why couldn't he make up his mind; to love her, or hurt her? His heart and soul cried out to her, but his mind and his pride prevented him from going to her, to apologizing to her. What he did to her, he couldn't have hurt her anymore than he already had. He knew it was a low blow to pretend to make love to Sakura, especially since he knew that she had walked in on Naruto and Sakura together. He had wanted to hurt her so much, to make sure that the pain she felt was deep in her heart, deep in her soul…and now he hated himself for accomplishing that.
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Hinata collapsed to the ground, exhausted and unable to breath, her tears choking her. She wailed and cried loudly, if anyone were around, they would know that her pain was coming from her heart, from her soul. She pounded on the ground with her fist, she hated the world, she hated him, she hated herself. Why!? What's wrong with me?! Why…why doesn't anyone love me?! She kept hitting the dirt with her fist until her knuckles became bloodied. Curling up in a ball, she cried and cried, feeling so cold inside.
Hours later, with her cheeks dried but tear stained, she slowly unraveled herself. No one would come for her, no one knew where she was, she felt so alone in the world. It would be so easy, to just let her troubles slip away, to leave this cruel world behind her. But as she stood, her eyes lowered her to abdomen, her hand lifted and gently covered her stomach. This baby inside of her, this baby that her and Sauke created together…she had to say goodbye to it. It would only be a reminder of him and what he did to her, how much pain he caused her. Every time she would look at that baby, she would see him, and she would despise it. She couldn't do that, she wouldn't allow a child to grow up knowing that its mother hated it.
Closing her eyes, she made the most difficult decision in her life…there's were times when one had to be selfish. Slowly she walked back towards the village, she couldn't do it today…she wanted to make sure that this was really what she wanted. But she was pretty sure she'd go through with it. She had just gotten on the good sides of all the elders, the council members, and her father…she couldn't afford to jeopardize all her hard work. It took her years of long hours of training, not only of her fighting skills, but of herself as well. It took a lot of hard work and much encouraging of her friends, but she had eventually became a confident woman…and look at what she was reduced to. Walking back, she wrapped her arms about herself, feeling cold even though the sun was brightly shining. She felt she was living in a deep dark hole that she couldn't get out of, and whenever someone would come along to help her out, she'd just get deeper and deeper. Though she could feel her heart beating in her chest, she felt as if her soul was gone. She was lifeless…a doll…nothing.
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