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Chaos
Chapter 5 - Cruelty and a kiss
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Hinata stumbled back; she held out a hand in front of her and sucked in a deep breath. Shaking her head vigorously she refused to even take in the words he'd just moaned out to her. Yes, moaned. She didn't know what the hell was going on, but she knew for sure that it wasn't something she wanted apart of.
Naruto watched her reaction with calm and amused eyes. Still as animalistic as ever, he did that freaky Cheshire cat grin where his fangs were pointing out to the world. With his blood red eyes sparkling with sadistic intent, those pupils of his were as thin and sharp as any deadly predators would be.
He found her fascinating.
Too fascinating.
Long tongue met the thick warm lips of the demon. He was licking his chomps like a hungry animal does when eyeing a piece of meat. He was devouring her with his eyes, calculating and inspecting ever piece of her, invading her personal space even though he was a good ten feet away from her.
Those eyes.
God were those eyes so entrancing.
"P-please…d-don't… don't come near me…"
Naruto's eyes turned deadly.
"I am sick and tired.." He stalked towards her, predatory steps, those large muscular arms of his mocking her tiny frail ones. "..of you telling me what I can and cannot do." He growled.
It wasn't long before those powerful steps of his brought him perfectly in front of her, her tiny and frail body was up against a tree. Hinata all but panicked, they were still facing the road, and anyone could come by and see just what the hell was going on.
He stared down at her, his eyes just as wild as before. Why was he doing this? What did he want with her? Why was he always going from one emotion to the other, and then coming close to her then pushing her away?
This demon confused her so much.
Hinata jumped when a clawed hand came into her view, slowly he grasped the bottom of her chin and forced her to look up at him. It was bad enough staring into those eyes from a distance could get the reaction of leaving her breathless, but to have them up so close and personal? Dear god.
Hinata felt the reality of her secretive fears come true when her knees buckled, and that strong body of his was pressed up against hers. Those nicely toned, highly muscular, pieces of him forcing themselves upon her. That body of his was damn near god-like.
He let out a quick breath; she inhaled the rich scent of pine and blood. That was what this demon almost always smelled like. Blood and pine. For some reason, it oddly fit him, she couldn't imagine another scent anymore perfect than that combination.
She was beginning to feel drowsy in his sudden up-close-and-personal movements. Hinata was left with a fear quenching realization that had her breathing heavily, and staring into his eyes with absolute fear and anxiety.
What did he mean by she was 'his?'
And just what was he going to do now?
Hot breath tickled down her neck, sending shivers up and down her spine. What was wrong with him?! Hinata couldn't take this anymore, this is the third time -that she can completely remember at the moment- of him invading her personal space and making her feel so… so…
Hott.
Burning hott.
But it wasn't as if the poor little innocent Hinata understood just what was happening to her body, anyways. She was as clueless about her body's sudden reaction as anyone would be if they were a virgin and were told absolutely nothing about this sort of stuff.
Of course her parents informed her of her being a virgin and that boys wanted to take it from her, and that she should defend it at all costs. But they never told her anything about when she did start being around guys, that it would have such weird affects on her body. They never explained anything to her, nothing, absolutely nothing.
How could a mere touch on the face and a blow to the ear be so intoxicating? She couldn't even think straight, her body was becoming too weak for her to do anything with it, and it was all thanks to him that she was even up and supported off the ground in the first place. Just what the hell was going on with her body?
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None of this was making sense to her. He hadn't even done anything to her yet, and already she was going crazy and burning with desire. He could catch the scent of her innocent aura and that mouth watering taste of vanilla that she seemed to naturally have on her body.
The stupid, stupid, idiotic girl! Someone seriously needed to teach this mortal about demon's customs and things you can and things you can't do when in the presence of a male demon. Had she of pulled that little hand stunt in his world this bitch would have been clawed to pieces.
By the whole female population that is.
Not even the bravest of female demons would have dared to try the little thing she had. Of course, Naruto was trying to calm his demons down, it wasn't her fault, she was mortal after all - she knew nothing of the demon world's customs of manners and etiquettes. Let alone their mating manners.
He supposed he'd have to give her a quick run-down on his kind's culture and the way they look/view things. If she was going to continue to be by his side she'd also need to learn most of the things she should defiantly avoid doing when in his presence. Especially if she was in another males presence. With him, it was ok he could definitely handle it and not mind too much, but had she of made the mistake of putting her hand into the face of another male demon that wasn't him…
Someone was going to die.
And it would definitely not be him… or the girl.
Still, there was so much to teach the girl, in ways of learning and combat, as well as manners and basic history on demons. This girl didn't even know the privilege she was getting by having her learn all the things philosophers all but dreamed of knowing. And to be taught by him of all people.
Yah.
She really was a lucky bitch.
Even if she didn't know it.
She was lucky.
"P-please.." She begged softly.
That tiny pleading voice all but brought him out of his reverie. He was no longer thinking and being distracted, now the full realization of what she did came back to hit him with a vengeance, and he was immediately pulled into his desire filled state again.
"What's your name girl?" He growled in her ear like an animal. "And if you tell me to kiss your ass again, I just might do it just to see your lower body naked and exposed." He mocked nastily in her ear.
Hinata shivered against his body and bit her lower lip. That's right, she'd completely forgotten that she'd never told him her name. He'd always called her girl or woman that she sort of got used to it and forgot to tell him her name.
Speaking of names. What was his?
"H-Hinata." She whispered shakily. "Hinata H-Hyuuga."
A low growl of approval escaped the demons lips. Her name was as beautiful as she was, how delicious this 'Hinata' was. Good enough to eat in fact…
The clawed hand gripping her chin tightened, making her gasp in shock. Naruto moved his head just above hers, staring down at her with a predatory possessiveness.
"W-what's your n-name..?" Hinata asked timidly.
It was taking all of her willpower not to faint for being so close to the demons face. His mouth was so close to hers, that hot breath of his all but raking over her face. God was he intoxicating, she just wanted… wanted… oh lord..
He let out a hot breath again, purposely. Those dark and slitted pupils of his all but raking over every detail on her face. Even the plump lips, he stared at them hungrily, and flickered his eyes back to hers. Oh no, could he tell that she wanted him to kiss her?
She hoped not. It was embarrassing enough as it was.
"Girl, if you keep breaking the rules I think every female demon in the world will be after you to kill you."
He almost purred the words. Did this human girl not know that every rule of his race that she broke made his body quirk with need? Did she not understand that every part of her that seemed to disobey his whole life's strict set of principles, had him wanting to claim her even more?
"P-please… I.. I want t-to know.." She whispered breathlessly.
Naruto inwardly growled in approval of her pleading voice.
He had to stop this. If he continued to get close to her like this it would make stopping his two inner sides almost impossible. He couldn't secretly want her, he just couldn't. Someone had to keep him in check, and someone had to stop him from getting too deep with a number one rule as a demon such as him.
A number one rule that could never be broken.
Taking all the strength and power he could, he reluctantly released her perfectly fitting jaw from his grasp. His hand all but burned to have that soft skin against it again. Unwillingly he stepped away, that time he nearly whined in disapproval when the warm fragile body was put at a distance.
Immediately his mask was up, completely stoic and uncaring he turned his back on her. Hinata stayed leaning against the tree trunk, staring at the demons back with a look of sadness on her face. Hinata wasn't one to associate with boys, and she definitely didn't waste her time trying to get to know all the quirks to being in a relationship.
She did however, know what rejection felt like. She'd never personally gotten rejected by a male, but her friends in the village had before. They described the feeling to be, gut wrenching, heart squeezing, and definitely embarrassing. She felt all of that the moment he refused to tell her his name and turned his back on her.
She tried her hardest to pretend that it didn't bother her. Even when he began walking away and keeping his back on her. She hid her pain when he motioned for her to follow him with a snap of his finger, like she was some sort of dog that would jump for his ever beck and call.
Hinata closed her eyes and, like a good little girl, followed after him. For once she was able to express that stoic and uncaring look that he himself always seemed to make. It was a lot easier than she would have thought it would be. Eyes cold and uncaring, it was amazing that Hinata could feel so rejected and… angry? Was she angry?
Yes. She most certainly was angry. How odd. Of all the emotions she thought she would ever feel for this demon, she never would have thought she'd feel angry because he rejected her. It wasn't as if she was in love with him or anything. She'd barely even been with him for a couple of days now, not only that but the asshole was the reason she was alone and traveling with him in the first place.
Murderer.
Beautiful, insanely delicious, god-like, murderer.
Oh god.. What was wrong with her!?
Hinata quickly shook her head and sped up her pace towards him. When she came into step beside him, she didn't bother to change her expression. She was still angry for him completely coming onto her then throwing her aside so easily. He was toying with her emotions, she just knew it. He was always mocking her and the things she did, but to straight out toy and play with her emotions? That was something she could never get over and something she could never forgive him for.
Bastard.
However Hinata's uncaring and stoic expression was almost immediately wiped off when she heard a low and dark growl from the right side of her. Snapping her head to the right in shock, she was met with the cold dark eyes of the demon she felt such anger towards.
He was looking at her with an angry expression. His eyes were narrowed dangerously, and those lips of his were formed into a fang-showing scowl, how he was able to pull that look off was beyond her. Nothing in the world could have stopped her from flinching at that obviously angered inhuman sound he seemed to always make at her when he was mad about something.
"W-what?" She whispered, a bit startled.
"Stop giving that look."
Hinata's eyebrows knitted together. Oh no he didn't, he wasn't going to give her orders! Especially after he hurt her feelings the way he did. No no no, two can play that game.
"L-look? What look? I don't know what your t-talking about." She stated confidently, quickening her steps so she wasn't exactly beside him.
"Girl."
Hinata squeaked in shock when a clawed hand suddenly gripped her upper arm and she was yanked roughly to the side. After a couple of stumbles she found that he was leading her through a large mass of trees, they were no longer on the road.
He was taking her into the forest.
"W-where are you taking me? Let g-go!" She shrieked.
Those clawed fingers of his tightened painfully on her arm. There was no way in hell that she would ever be able to get her arm out of his grip, she'd guess the only way would be to cut her arm off. She wasn't planning on doing that, ever, so there was no point in even trying to get out of his grip. What a drag it is, to know you're so helpless you can't even get your arm out of someone's hand.
"Listen girl. Now is as good a time for you to learn how to fight as any."
Hinata snapped her head up at him, glaring.
"What are you talking about?"
Breaking out into a nice flat area with a smooth clearing he shoved her roughly and crossed his arms over his chest. Hinata stumbled a bit to gain her balance, and then turned to face him, glaring furiously as she did so. This demon was really pushing her to her limits.
"Your anger will help fuel you to fight me. You might even get lucky and get close to me." Hinata's face twisted in anger.
There he was, mocking her again. And to top that off, the smug bastard knew she was angry! Oh she'd fight him alright, and she might even get the chance to nail him a good kick in the balls. Hopefully she'd kick him so hard that the things would fall right off.
Hinata inwardly grinned. Though she was never one to be a violent person there were times in a persons life that hurting another person was absolutely necessary. She'd have to say that this demons time was just about due, and it was very, very, very much necessary.
Sure, she was only hyped up to beat him up because he'd made her feel ridiculous and embarrassed, but he was all for her releasing her anger on him, so why even bother caring? All she had to do was get one hit on him, she knew that one hit was all it would take for her to get the satisfaction that she desperately needed from the smug demon.
He was going down.
"F-fine." She snapped.
Naruto smirked.
"Getting a little feisty aren't we?" He mocked.
Hinata sprinted at him and did a swift kick at his lower area, she wasn't surprised in the least to find that her foot had contacted nothing but air and the demon she was aiming at was all but ten feet away from her. His face was expressionless, but Hinata could swear that she saw a light twinkle of mischief in his eyes just a moment ago.
"I don't get f-feisty." Hinata murmured softly.
Naruto's eyebrows rose up.
"No? Looked to me like you were trying to knock my junk off."
"Me? Never." Hinata murmured sarcastically, she really wasn't one to be too aggressive and loud. She wondered what he thought of her comebacks, seeing as they were always very low and lacking the charisma that most people got.
Naruto remained unfazed.
Typical.
"Alright, run at me and try to land a hit on me." Came the demons monotonous command.
She eyed the demon with a cold stare, then did as he requested.
With as much speed as her human legs could take her she ran at him and threw a very weak, and very slow punch right at his face. It was embarrassing to see him simply move his head to the side and dodge it with little if not any effort.
To make matter worse, she tripped over his shoe and stumbled past him before landing down on the dirt ground. Hinata could just feel those eyes boring down into her back with nothing little but disgust. When she lifted her head and looked over her shoulder, she was indeed correct on her assumption.
With his nose wrinkled, and those eyes narrowed, he snarled at her. The look of distaste in his eyes was very much noticeable.
"You clumsy fool. Do you not know anything on fighting?"
Swallowing the lump in her throat, Hinata forced herself up into a standing position. She looked him straight in the eyes and suddenly shot him a very vicious glare.
"Not everyone is a cold hearted killer that spent all their lives hurting other people." Hinata shot at him.
Blood red eyes narrowed dangerously.
"Cold hearted?"
He took a step towards her.
"Killer?"
Another step.
"You incompetent little bitch. You don't have to be cold hearted or a killer to know how to fight and defend yourself." Hinata flinched. "You're just a pathetic, weak, and stupid human girl."
Hinata gritted her teeth.
She ran at him again, throwing out her fist right at his face in an attempt to shut him up. She didn't want to even hear a single word coming out of his mouth.
Again her shot was dodged and she was left stumbling and shaking from the sudden quick movements. Regaining her composure she tried to throw a swift kick at his side, since he'd only moved a couple feet from her to dodge her punch, he caught her ankle.
Twisting her ankle slightly her body lurched from the sudden pressure and she fell, her face landing straight in the dirt. Naruto's grip on her ankle didn't loosen even after her body fell helplessly to the ground. Her nails dug into the soft earth, she took out her shame on the ground.
With the power of a god he lifted her whole body up with one hand by her ankle he was currently gripping on. She hung loosely in the air, gritting her teeth when he forced her face to his eye level. She stared at him from upside down, hissing under her breath when he wrinkled his nose in disgust at her, again.
Enough with that look! She was so sick and tired of seeing it. Ever since she was put by this demons side she was forced to listen to his cruel remarks, harsh punishments, and dirty disgust-filled looks. Hinata had been put down enough in her village; she didn't need it anymore from him.
She tried to punch him in the face. He responded by releasing her ankle and sighing under his breath when she fell harshly to the earth, for the third time. When she fell, though, it felt like the impact of the dirt hit her more in her pride than her body.
"Weak, weak, weak. You mortals are so pathetic. Why demons insist on having you things by their side will always be a mystery to me." Hinata shakily got to her feet, her head was bowed low. "Look at you. You probably couldn't even land a hit on air if it wasn't for the fact that it's everywhere."
Tears welled up in Hinata's eyes, the pain of having him put her down was really getting to her.
"I-im not t-that weak.." She whispered.
"Oh? Don't make me laugh you pathetic wench. All of you females are idiotic sentimental fools that let your 'heart' do the talking. Even now, you're upset and about to cry because I hurt your feelings. You women are all the same. Crying, conniving, back-stabbing, two faced scum's of the Earth."
Hinata shook her head.
"I'm not like that. A-and I'm n-not pathetic or w-weak." She raised her voice a pitch, hoping to gain some sort of respect for standing up to him.
It was quite the opposite.
"Tch." He scoffed. "You're the weakest of them all. Not only are you mortal, but your innocent, you view everyone that kills as a cold hearted murderer and your have no way of backing up the ridiculous things you claim."
"I-I d-do." She whispered furiously. Hands clenched into fists, she shook her head.
"I believe I've already seen your 'proof' to your words. For someone that claims to not be pathetic or weak you're doing the very things I claimed. You're crying, you're definitely in denial, and you're making claims of yourself when you can't back them up. You can't even land a single hit on me and yet you say you're not pathetic or weak?"
Naruto stared down at her with a dark glare.
"Pathetic. Stupid human girl. Why don't you just do what all of your kind does and cry and just beg for your life for the rest of your days? All you female mortals do, might as well do what you creatures do best. Go ahead Hinata. Beg me. Plead me to save and spare your life."
Naruto pulled his sword out from thin air and put it right to her neck. The sharp point digging into her pale and very much fragile skin.
"Go on girl. Prove me correct. I know your scared, your body is shaking like a leaf, your crying right now and you cant tell me you don't feel like dropping to your knees because they're shaking just as bad."
Hinata felt her very insides burn and twist in anger and pain. He was telling the truth, every part of it was true. She was scared, she was shaking like a leaf, her legs were trembling and on the brink of giving out on her.
She was crying, although she was trying her hardest to stop it. Why did he have to be right? Why did he have to always nail her with the sad truth and make her feel so lonely and pathetic? Time and again he's put her in some sort of predicament like this.
Time and again the bastard had put her down and done something to make her look weaker than what she already was. What did he want from her? Why was he doing this to her? How could he possibly look down on her and think her so little when she didn't have half the abilities that he did? How could he stand there and speak of her being so pathetic when he how more power in one pinky then she did her whole body? How?
How was that even fair? She didn't have the strength he did, she didn't have the speed or agility that he did, and god knows if she had the natural courage and uncaring ability to kill people, she would definitely not be as weak as she was now. But still, how could he compare her to the women of his world when they just that. Worlds apart.
Those women demons were no doubt, strong, beautiful, powerful. But they were born that way. They were born with inhumane strength, they were born with dexterity of gods, and they were most definitely born with the uncanny ability to kill and destroy without being remorse.
But isn't that why people such as Hinata was called humans in the first place? Being human meant that you felt things. They all felt pain, remorse, sadness, happiness, cleverness, anything and everything. These demons… these demons didn't seem to feel anything. If they did, it was just the feeling of excitement when they killed and destroyed something. They are power hungry demonic beings that do nothing but bring pain and destruction to the world.
Oh how she hated them.
How she hated him.
Putting her down. Making her feel worthless, when he had such powerful abilities over her. She might be weaker than him, but she wasn't pathetic and weak completely. Hell, even a male human would be nothing more than a bug compared to this demon.
Fuck this guy.
Fuck him and his power.
Fuck him and his comments.
And fuck him for always putting her down.
Fuck him.
Unable to contain the anger, the pain, the remorse, the guilt, and most certainly the shame. Hinata did the only thing she knew, as a woman, to get him to shut up and listen. It was something that anyone, if it should happen to them, would feel some sort of shame from.
Ignoring the blade to her neck, Hinata side stepped it and shot forward with amazing speed. Her adrenaline rush kicking in and helping her body to be stronger than it was before.
She was right in front of him, standing on her tippy-toes she threw out her palm and as fast she could and slapped him as hard as she could on the side of his handsome face. The echo of skin meeting skin rang through her ears.
She didn't bother to stop and inspect the damage she'd just done, nor did she bother to feel remorse or concern for the demon before her. No. Hinata felt absolutely nothing but fury at that moment. How dare he put the female race down, and how dare he put humanity in general down.
Hinata stared up at him with disgust.
"You're a-always making f-fun of me. You're always talking about h-how p-pathetic I am." She threw a punch and hit him square in the chest. "Then if I'm so p-pathetic and weak then why wont you let me g-go!? Why did you force me by your side, even after you k-knew that I wanted n-nothing to do with y-you?" She yelled at him.
The tears in her eyes spilled over.
She punched him again, her fist connecting with his large rock-like body. She didn't even know if her punches were even affecting him. At that moment, it didn't really matter.
"Your always h-hurting me, and trying to k-kill me. You say I'm pathetic and always making fun of me for being m-mortal and yet you c-contradict your-s-self by keeping me by your s-s-side. If you h-hate mortals s-so m-much then l-let me go!"
She stuttered uncontrollably, her voice had risen to an almost shrieking point and her light punches had become very much thick with anger and were being thrown at him with much more speed. She didn't care that she must of looked pathetic, punching him in the chest when he was doing nothing to stop her.
Yes, he'd let her slap him.
Yes, he let her punch him.
And yes, he didn't fight back.
But none of this occurred or was even remotely brought to her attention. All she knew was that she was inflicting something to his body. Whether it was really hurting him or whether or not she was hitting him because he was allowing it didn't seem to cross her mind in the least.
She just kept hitting him.
Over.
And over.
And over.
Until her anger began to die down. Until the tears in her eyes started to dry up. Until the pain and anger in her heart began to melt away and be replaced with a feeling of dread, and most importantly, the feeling of uncontrollable concern.
Concern.
For him.
But she didn't stop; instead, with concern for him In her eyes she continued to punch him in the chest. When her eyes flitted up to meet his it was amazing to see her contradict herself. With her eyes looking up at him with worry, her body contradicted her worry by continuously hitting him.
Then a single tear slid down her eyes.
And that innocent looking face of hers had his earlier emotion of amusement and excitement, was gone. Yes. He'd been excited by her sudden temper and anger. Yes, he'd nearly gotten off on her hitting him and trying to cause physical harm to him. Now, he wasn't looking at her like that. Now he was looking down at her with his typical look of disgust.
With that new point of view, came a new set of rules in his mind. Earlier's plan was now almost back in play and he found that her being upset with him, was just not to his liking. Her anger was amusing, her blushing and innocent nature was delicious. Nothing better than seeing his little virgin act all innocent around him. However this business of hers of being upset and crying about him. This was something he was not accustomed to.
Something he refused to get accustomed to. He didn't care. She needed to understand that. The stupid wench was upset that he said things to her, well too fuckin bad bitch, the truth hurts. There were things about Naruto that she needed to get through to that melodramatic sympathetic pretty little head of hers.
He didn't want her to be upset, she looked too fragile and weak.
He didn't want to see her cry, of all the pathetic things he despised. It was crying.
He didn't want her to feel concerned for him, because he didn't care.
He didn't want it.
He didn't need it.
So he did something that later would have him wondering how he could be so stupid. He did something that made him wonder how in the world could he possibly of found that as the right moment to have done such a thing. He did the one that, no doubt, had his future self going this-was-all-your-fault.
Trapping both her wrists into one sharp clawed hand, the other clawed hand of his grasped the back of her neck in a nice and tight grip. With her trapped against his body he growled possessively in the bottom of his throat.
He leaned down.
And pressed his lips roughly against hers.
Never in all of his life, had Naruto ever received such a reaction from a woman he's kissed. She gasped under her breathe, and struggled gently against his rock hard chest.
Her resistance was… refreshing.
Naruto growled low in his throat, nearly whining, and stuck his hot tongue into her already open mouth. Too bad the poor girl didn't know anything about kissing with tongue, if she did, the idiot would have kept her mouth shut.
Hungrily his tongue slid against ever part of the inside of her mouth, tasting and claiming every part of it that his long tongue could get a-hold of.
Naruto was really hunched over, and Hinata was nearly on her tippy-toes, just so they could get into this kiss. It was amazing how someone so short and someone so tall could manage to make kissing look so damn romantic.
Hinata was starting to lose air in her lungs.
Reluctantly Naruto pulled his mouth away from hers and allowed her to take in the ragged, untamed breaths of her into her lungs. His breathing, however and very much expected, was normal and not at all affected by their couple minutes long kiss.
Hinata Hyuuga's face was burning red.
Embarrassed and very much confused, she tried to wrench herself out of the demons grip. He responded by yanking her body closer towards his and pressing his lips against hers yet again.
Hinata would never admit it, but she was in absolute bliss. Never, in all of her life, would she imagine kissing a boy as so perpetually bliss! It felt like it was never going to end.
And she found that.. She truly didn't want it to.
Her body completely relaxed into his, and she allowed his tongue to slip past her guard again and into her warm and hungry cavity of a mouth. His tongue slid around hers, purposely squeezing and rubbing to inflict his power over her.
Hinata moaned softly.
Naruto pulled his mouth back again, looking down at her with a smirk.
"Y-you just s-stole.. M-my.." Hinata couldn't even finish. She was in too much of a daze.
Naruto knew exactly what he'd just stolen. And in truth, he rather much liked it. Feeling no regret or remorse for his actions he cockily gripped her chin with the hand that was on the back of her head, and pressed his lips gently against hers for a second before pulling back.
Before your time with me is done, little Mädchen, I'll have claimed all of you.
"Tch." Was his only reply aloud to her.
With a soft shove Hinata was forced away from him, and staring after him with shock and confusion. Naruto looked at her from over his shoulder and smirked.
"We're not done yet with our little training session, Madchen. " He licked his lips, and purposely let his eyes stay on her lips before flickering them up to her eyes. Her face was red with embarrassment. "Hit me woman, hit me hard."
He purred out to her mockingly.
Hinata's stomach inwardly fluttered with sensation. She didn't know what it was about what he'd said, but it sort of hinted that he rather much enjoyed her hitting him. The mischievous look in his eyes confirmed her suspicions.
With a gulp, Hinata couldn't help but feel panic. He had just stolen her first kiss.
But why?
Why all of a sudden?
She didn't have time to think about this demons odd behavior, the way he suddenly went from mocking and putting her down then to kissing her right on the spot and acting as if it was the most normal thing in the world.
He was pulling out that large sword of his again, how the hell does that thing appear then disappear so easily? One minute he's got it in his hand, the next 'poof!' It's gone and never seen until he forces it to appear again.
"Hit me little Hinata. Come here, and hurt me."
Hinata felt a very odd burning sensation at the pit of her stomach. God, he sounded so.. Odd. It sounded like the way some of the girls at her village would talk to get a boys attention. It usually resulted in them having sex right afterwards.
Hinata found that she didn't like the way he made her feel. And she most definitely did not like the way he purred at her in that odd way of his.
"N-no.." She whispered. The events of earlier flashing into her mind.
"No? Aww come now.. You're not scared of me are you?" He licked his lips again, grinning into that creepy grin of his where his fangs are visible.
Hinata wanted to just die at that moment. What was it with this demon and switching from one set of emotion to another? Now he was acting.. Playful?
"N-no im n-not scared." Hinata tried to sound convincing, he gave her another knowing glance. It wasn't working.
"Then come here, and hurt me. Or I'll go over there…and hurt you instead." Again his emotions changed.
That voice of his became deadly. Very deadly.
"P-please, I.. I d-don't want to f-fight anymore."
Naruto blinked at her a couple of times, and then smirked.
"We're not going to fight my dear, we're going to play a little game.."
Hinata's heart pounded wildly.
Oh no.
Not another one of this mans twisted games.
"N-no…" She whispered shakily.
He lips quirked up into a Cheshire cat grin. His fangs completely visible from top to bottom.
"Oh yes. We're gonna play the little game we should of played the day you ran away from me."
Hinata took a step back, shaking her head violently.
"N-no, p-please.. don't.." But the demon wasn't listening.
"A game of cat and mouse. Or maybe.. What do you humans call it?… Tag. Yes. I believe that's what it's called."
Hinata's heart pounded wildly.
"I r-remember the last game we p-played. I don't want t-to play anymore of y-your t-twisted games!" Hinata snapped.
Naruto cocked his head to the side, his face looking animalistic at that moment. He was eyeing her like she was prey.
"I don't care what you want." He voice was clipped, and harsh.
"B-but.."
"Better start running mousy. I can't guarantee your survival when the time on your head-start is clicking away."
"H-head start?!"
"15 seconds."
"B-but I told you! I don't want to play!"
"10 seconds."
The raven haired girl gawked at him and tried desperately to reason with the thick headed demon. She didn't want any part of his damn twisted games!
"I said I'm not playing this game of yours!"
Naruto licked his lips hungrily.
"5 seconds."
Hinata shrieked in panic.
And just like a good mousy, she turned tail and ran like hell.
"0 Seconds mousy." He murmured to himself. "Come out; come out, wherever you are." He chuckled darkly under his breath, knowing full well where the girl was running off to and just what direction she was heading.
Too bad for her he had animal instincts, ne?
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"What do you mean he's here?!"
"There's just no way!"
So we've been finding some of our land burned, it doesn't meant anything!"
"Its true.. He's here."
"No he's not you fool! He's not!"
"I agree. It would seem that all the signs are visible. He's here."
"No he is not!"
"Yes! Yes he is!"
"We're all gonna die! We're all gonna die!"
"Enough! All of you! Silence!"
Sasuke stood in front of the large group of old men, glaring daggers at all of their bickering and idiocy. In all of his time in seeing the council, he'd never once seen the cold and stone hearted men look so scared and frantic.
They had every reason to be, though.
It wasn't every day that a prophecy that's been passed down for generations actually comes true. They were all considered myths and looked down on as nothing but childish fairy tales. Sasuke once believed that it was all nothing but a myth too. Until he started having dreams about it all.
It was not just a myth.
Itachi had once told him so. He didn't believe his older brother, even after Itachi had commented on having dreams himself of the 'childish fairy tales' that the old men of the council laughed at. They all thought he was crazy, even Sasuke thought his older brother was crazy.
It was for that reason that Itachi was thrown off the throne as the leader of the Uchiha's. As the lord of the land and main speaker of the council. They were all fools to rip him down of his title.
Itachi was sly, cunning, and very very intelligent. He was a genius, no lie; he knew could figure things out in a matter of minutes and could have an entire battle field plan worked out. They would always work, and they were always the victor in the end.
But people of the village began to talk. Saying he was crazy and that even though they were prosperous, Itachi was a lunatic that saw and had crazy demonic visions, and he should be stripped of his title. With the weight of the people on their shoulders, not to mention the fact that they too believed that Itachi was insane, the entire council stripped Itachi of his title and rank.
Sasuke, being the next in line, was thrown up into the title and rank as lord of the Uchiha's, and was immediately praised. Age wasn't very much of an issue; Itachi had been claimed as the ruler when he was merely 11 years of age. He ruled just until two years ago, about two weeks after he turned 20. Now, for the past two years, Sasuke has been the leader.
He just turned 17 a couple months ago. Becoming the ruler of such a powerful clan at the age of 15 was so stressful, if it wasn't for Itachi standing by Sasuke's side in the background, he probably would have never survived. It made Sasuke wonder, how his brother could have ruled the Uchiha's so easily at the age of 11, and not seem at all bothered or pressured.
It was a mystery that Sasuke would probably never know. Whatever the case, just a couple of months ago he started having the same dreams Itachi did, just two years ago. Except for they were much different than Itachi's were.
Itachi's were of the great demon trying to get into the human world. He continued to tell the council that they needed to strengthen the gates and chains on the demon world. He spoke of the great prophecy of doom to the human race, and that that time was near. They should do what they can to keep the demons at bay.
They all laughed at him.
Told him he was crazy.
Said he was insane and that he didn't know anything of what he was talking about. All the years of ruling over the council and the Uchiha clan was starting to finally catch up to him.
Too bad the fools didn't listen.
Sasuke's dreams were not of the demons trying to pass through the gate. His dreams were of the gate already open, and of a specific demon stepping through the portal. Someone that should have never, ever, been able to step through to the human world.
It was one thing to have a mass of thousands of demons coming into the human world.
It was another for the son of the god of all demons to come.
His brother's dreams were true. Very much true. Unfortunately he miscalculated. He spoke of thousands of demons stepping through the doorway.
Not one of the most strongest demons of them all was stepping through.
Naruto.
The son of the god of all the demons.
Stepping through into the mortal world. It was no secret to anyone that he hated and despised the human race. He flat out explained that should he ever be able to step through the portals onto the human platform, he would destroy them all.
If Sasuke's dreams were correct.
Then the demon in his dreams, of long blonde hair and cold blood red eyes, if that demon was in fact Naruto.
Then this world was already doomed.
He prayed, god did he pray, that the demon god kept true to his word and treaty to humanity, and he would not harm a living soul on Earth. That he would not allow his son the ability to kill and main everything.
"Lord Sasuke. What do you think?"
Sasuke wanted desperately to believe that his dreams were all lies. But that was the reason for the Uchiha's impeccable strength and ability to overpower. They saw things in the future, they had odd powers to the spirit world, and they were all drop dead gorgeous.
Ok, maybe that wasn't an exact reason, but it was very much true.
"I believe that…" Sasuke hid his emotions, his face void and expressionless, but inside he was filled with panic.
He turned his eyes just in time, to catch the knowing and stoic look of his older brother. Standing calmly in the shadows, undetected and unknown to every fool in the council room. The moment he caught his brother's look, Itachi smirked at him.
He disappeared into t he shadows, offering his little brother no help, and no guidance through this. It was all up to him to make the choice. It wasn't as If this was the first time. It was at a moment just like this where Itachi himself had to make the decision on whether to tell the council about his dreams and his thoughts, or to keep silent and pray that he truly was just going insane.
His brother had chosen to tell the council of his dreams and his predictions. Look where it landed him. In exile of the Uchiha's, he wasn't even allowed near the Uchiha let alone within the council walls and chambers.
Itachi Uchiha was defiantly a courageous and straight forward man.
Sasuke wished he could one day be like him.
Maybe.
One day.
With one last look to the empty darkness where his brother once stood, he looked back to the council men and shook his head.
"All of this talk of myth is wrong. It is simply some fellow demons trying to rile up the people."
The men of the council all sighed in relief. Shaking their own heads they snickered at one another, telling each other how they were all fools to believe in such ridiculous fairy tales, despite the fact that they were all believing it just a few moments ago.
One man dared to speak up.
"But what of Itachi's predictions. The same exact thing is happening now. Mysterious people dieing, towns being burned, even those same claw marks in blood were happening then as they are happening now. If not the prophecy, then what is going on?" The man snapped.
Leave it to an old hag like him to not be satisfied with anything.
"Obviously it is someone from another country playing tricks on us; all of this has stopped for a year and suddenly started up again. Surely you don't think the demon Naruto would waste his time on the human world doing nothing but destroying little villages do you?"
The men all looked at each other.
"He's not gentleman. He's not even existent. It's all just a fairy tale and nothing more. Besides.. "
Sasuke shook his head, not believing himself that Naruto was truly on the human world as of right now, and was the one causing all the destruction.
"What could the demon Naruto, son of the god of all demons, possibly find more amusing and entertaining that destroying the world?"
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Hinata shrieked and jumped over another large fallen tree. She hadn't even seen that one that time! God, when your running, things really do like to just jump out at you and try to kill you don't they?
Wiping the sweat off of her forehead, Hinata wished that she had the bravery to just stop this nonsense of running and dodging sudden attacks from the male demon and just turn around and face him head on. She had debated doing that; however there were a couple of things he felt the need to tell her.
If she stopped and faced him, he'd beat her until she was unconscious.
If she tried to hide, he would find her and beat her until she was unconscious.
If she kept running, and she eventually fell out of exhaustion, he'd still beat her for the last breaths she had, until she was unconscious.
He really had a raw sense of humor.
"W-what is the p-point of this game?"
Hinata called out to the empty forest, knowing full well that he was not far off from her and would of probably heard her question a mile away anyways.
"Why do you want to know?" Came the purring voice to her left.
Hinata shrieked and dodged right beside a tree, not taking kindly to the sudden way he would pop up beside her whenever she was getting too tired and getting ready to quit, or whenever she asked him something. Just why was he doing this? What was the point in making her run aimlessly throughout the forest?
"B-because. I w-want to know if there is a-any purpose to d-doing this ridiculous g-game of yours." She whispered, barely able to speak the sentence without taking numerous amounts of air into her lungs.
A deep chuckle echoed throughout her ears.
"Oh there is, but you wouldn't understand it. You being human and all." Hinata frowned in confusion.
What was it with this guy and constantly saying things about being human? Were the rules and ways of life for a demon really that different? And if so, why in the hell would there be a game about running through a friggin forest?!
God!
Demons are definitely the most oddest of creatures she'd ever seen.
"W-well I'm not a demon. So I shouldn't have to play this game." Hinata snapped breathlessly.
Her foot hit a large root, and she stumbled a couple of steps before regaining her composure and sighing loudly in exhaustion. She didn't even know how long or how far she'd ran, but she knew that it was way too long and way too far for her book.
"Oh, it doesn't really matter if you are or not. All that matters is that I'm the demon. And I want to play." He purred right into her ear.
Hinata screamed in fear, and ended up twisting her ankle on another root and falling to the dirty forest ground. The pain in her ankle was un-ignorable.
Coming into a sitting position Hinata clutched her aching ankle between her two hands and hissed under her breath at the pain. Dear god, why did he have to go and sneak up on her like that? If he hadn't of done what he did and say the words he'd said she wouldn't be in this predicament.
"Mmm, wounded prey."
Hinata's body jumped at the sudden voice, she looked around frantically trying to find his body. He was nowhere to be seen.
His body was completely hidden within the outline of the tree. Nothing was there, even if there was, it was already starting to get dark out. Another one of these nights. Where she is helpless, and stuck in the middle of the forest where it's dark and cold.
With him stalking her.
A sense of déjà vu came over her.
"I… m-my ankle is h-hurting.." Hinata whispered under her breath.
What was she stating it for? Obviously he knew. Hinata could have kicked herself for stating the obvious. And she could have kicked herself more for not catching on to his worlds a lot sooner.
Wounded prey?
She swallowed the lump in her throat, and tried to stop the shivers from racking her body. She stopped the shivers, but she couldn't quite get the hairs all over her arms and neck to stop from rising up at the sudden realization of his words.
He viewed her as prey.
That's why there wasn't any need for her being a demon. It required just one demon from the very start. Oh lord, why was she so thick headed and stupid sometimes? Why couldn't she of caught on earlier, when he had said that they were going to play a little game of 'cat and mouse.'
What else could he of possibly meant by that statement?!
The soft rusting of leaves ahead of her did nothing to stop her body from shaking. It was at this moment that Hinata realized that this demon was not at all a ticket or reassurance to her life and safety.
At any moment he could change.
At any moment he could switch his emotions.
Just like a wild animal.
They could turn on you at any given moment, and when they do, there is nothing you could do to stop them.
Hinata shakily lifted her head, dread in her eyes.
"Your h-hunting me." She breathed fearfully.
Naruto stepped out of the dark shadows, his dark blood red eyes seeming to glow within the sudden darkness that passed over the forest, his body was so large and menacing, and he looked just like a demon should look.
Licking his lips in anticipation.
He cracked his clawed fingers, and grinned maliciously at her.
"Play with me."
He purred darkly, laughing maniacally when Hinata started to cry in fear.
He narrowed his eyes at her.
Play with me…
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Questions and Answers.
Q: Will Hinata ever fight back and finally show some backbone to Naruto?
A: Remember that at heart Hinata is naturally a kind soul. Even though she knows that Naruto killed her family and village, she still feels the need to forgive him. Don't get too excited for a sudden change in behavior from a very shy and timid girl. My answer is most likely going to be logical. She'll react and fight back when she's pushed into it, but she will never go as far as to truly hurt and destroy something. It's just not in her nature. So yes, she will fight back to Naruto but only to a degree.
Q: Will There be lemons?
A: Yes. That I can assure you. There will be lemons. But not for a long while you guys.
Q: Why is Naruto so mean to Hinata? Why does he despise her so much?
A: Naruto is from a world where demons are superior and humans are nothing more than cattle. He naturally has no respect, cares little for if not any, for the human race merely because he views humans as dirt. Being of a very high family, as I explained in this chapter, he feels no need to treat Hinata civilized because Naruto doesn't believe that even the demons from his world are worth his time and effort. If he has no respect for the demons he rules over, and even his own father -who is the ruler of all the demons- then there really is a slim to none factor that he will treat Hinata any better. The way he treats Hinata is how he treats every other demon/human in the world. In Naruto's eyes everyone is beneath him. Everyone.
Q: Will Naruto ever show affection and love to Hinata?
A: No, probably not. That sort of affection and love that humans share with each other does not apply to Naruto. It's just not in his nature. If he kisses her, it's because he desires her and wants her. It's more of an animalistic urge to claim something that you know belongs to you. That's all it is to Naruto. Basically your question is asking if there will be fluff. No. Absolutely not. A kiss in my story is an underline to something very deep and very dark later in the story. Trust me. There is no mindless and just plain ol loving in this fic. There is a reason behind everything that is said and done.
Q: Are the desires he feels for Hinata because of his two hidden demon personalities?
A: Yes. Naruto himself isn't really feeling these desires. It's because of his inner demon that he feels the need to claim Hinata as his. This of course, will change later in the story.
A/N: These were questions that were asked in PM's so I decided to answer them. I hope you all understand that this story is not exactly leading towards a happy ending. If you're a mindless fluff loving/ Hinata feminist loving/ or even a Naruto is a good guy/ lover then this story is not for you.
1) Naruto is evil.
2) Naruto wants to destroy the world.
3) Hinata is Naruto's possession
4) Hinata will never be some sort of mindless killer. - Sorry guys, but I just can't seem to give Hinata that cruel of a heart.
A/N: I hope you all aren't mad at me for the way all this is going. That's just the way I want the story. I hope I still have fans.
R & R - Im kinda scared to ask. Haha!