Chapter 5: Hinata – What to do
Rushing through the air like that put a spark of thankfulness and relief around us. Kiba cushioned our fall as much as he could, and held me for what seemed like hours. Time seemed to have just stopped, just for this moment. I couldn't figure out the reason why, no matter how far I searched for a logical answer. Slowly relaxing in his arms, I felt the tensions of my recent eaves-dropping fade away, ebbing themselves down to my sub-conscious. Everything just felt extremely at peace and calm, it just felt right, for the first time in my life. Feeling Kiba's arms around me took everything away, they always did. But, why? … Why now more than ever? Did Kiba have the answer?
Taking all that was left of my energy and courage, I looked into his eyes; his dangerous, haunting, beautiful eyes. I searched those eyes, even though I know that I would lose myself in them. Blinking, I then took in his handsome features as a whole. Kiba suddenly looked different in my eyes. I mean, he looked the same, but somehow, in a miniscule way that I could not put my finger on, he looked different. Raising his hand, he gently brushed some of my hair behind my ear.
"Hinata," his deep voice breaking the silence first, like music to my ears. Not taking my eyes from his face, I wondered what was running through his mind.
Moving my hand slightly over his muscular chest, I winced in pain. I completely forgot about my arms. How could I forget?
"Hina!" worry evident in his voice, Kiba sat us both up and looked down at my arms. Although there were only two cuts, I felt like my arms were ripped to shreds with his eyes looking at them. Gently gliding his finger along the cuts, it sent my nerves into complete and utter scary rollercoaster mode as I felt the blush rise on my cheeks. My mind then decided to remind me that I never EVER blush around Kiba, which caused my blush to rise even more.
"Hinata?" at the mention of my name from his lips, I slowly looked up to meet his gaze. "Why?"
I couldn't even answer that, not with all the knowledge in the world.
"Tell me why you did all of this Hinata, please. You did promise Hinata, please. Why couldn't you come to me?" the desperation to help in his voice was more than evident.
"W-well I … uh … I … Kiba-kun, I d-don't know where t-to start, there's t-too m-much" My voice cracking with the threat of tears. My mind trying to tell my body to move away and hide my motions from him but I couldn't for two reasons: he was holding my arms gently and I had little to no energy left.
"Just start from the beginning, I'm not going anywhere I promise" a gentle smile graced his features, setting my nerves at a slight ease.
Taking in a deep breath, I rationalised what I would say to him into sensible meanings and sentences. Dropping my gaze to my arms, I watched his fingers gently and skilful soothe the knowing scars that now tarnished my skin.
"I overheard a conversation between Neji and my father. Hiashi informed my cousin that if I were dead, he would be named as heir of the clan. Although there were some hesitations, father pulled the curse seal removal card on Neji. You know what Neji feels about that, any way he can get rid of it, he will. Hiashi asked Neji to kill me. I … I thought I'd save them the bother and do this before Neji could. I couldn't think of anyone at the time, my mind was so clouded by sparing everyone the expense of getting rid of me and wasting their time. I was just about to jump when your face came to my mind, I tried to move away from the edge, then you showed up and well … you know what happened after that …" letting my voice trail off so he could take all of this in, I looked up to his face, to find it gazing at the wounds I had inflicted upon myself.
"You're in danger, from your own clan at that, why couldn't you have seen Tsunade for help or at least refuge?" His voice becoming more dangerous by the minute, "Why couldn't you come to my home? You know that most of the other clans aren't allowed on our grounds unless they have permission from the Hokage or if they're team mates. I could have given you shelter Hina!"
"I'm so sorry Kiba," tears not hiding away any more, slowly recreating the rivers that had previously stained my cheeks. Feeling his thumb catch the fallen tears, I look to his face again. His features softened from their regular ruggedness, a gentle smile in place of the regular hard line, kind eyes encouraging me to know that it's ok to show my emotions in times like this. I can't help but blush at this, feeling the heat rise in my cheeks.
All of a sudden I feel extremely light-headed but what is the cause? Logically I know its blood loss, but part of me wishes it was for Kiba. I feel the world around me fall away and turn black.
All I can hear is his voice …
"Hina?
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HINA!
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Fuck, c'mon Akamaru!
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Hold on a little longer Hina, PLEASE! I CANT LOSE YOU!"
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Kiba …
A/N
Sorry for not updating in a while, had a nasty chest infection. Been riddled with anti-biotics and paracetamol ... and sleeping :3
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