I just wanted to quickly address the review left by forgetmenotlovely ~
Thank you for the advice, I was wondering if I was bringing about
the point of the story clear enough for everyone to understand and I realize
now that I do need to improve on transitions.
I kept your words in mind as I wrote this and I hope you'll stick with
me through this story !
R&R little ones
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Pale fingers raised up to the clear blue sky and for a second Hinata didn't register them as her own. Itachi had shown her this genjutsu before when she begged him to teach her how to escape from the illusion. Him putting her into a similar version of it gave her some reassurance that he wasn't going to torture her.
She sighed in content at the lack of pain in her head and took notice of the field of flowers around her.
The lavender and lilac iris' seemed endless as she propped herself up on her elbows to examine her surroundings more accurately. Every time he sent her into this illusion, he changed the type of flower that was present in the field. This action made her go home that night to look through the library to find a book detailing types of plants, specifically flowers.
She remembered brushing her fingers across the purple flower on the page, whispering the meaning behind it.
"Iris" Her own childish voice sounded in her thoughts.
"Although this flower has many meanings, it's most revered for the ability to purify evil energies.."
Hinata sighed as the voice faded.
The breeze brushed across her skin but it jolted her, almost as if the wind was rushing past her like the people in the market place would do. Her eyes skimmed the open field as she looked for a sign from Itachi.
A high pitched scream of a child sounded through the air and her head sharply turned to find the source.
Only the field of Iris' greeted her widened eyes as she stood up in high alert. The silence that followed the scream caused the hairs on her arms to rise in a shiver.
Another set of screams rang out, all seeming to be getting closer and she threw her head around in panic.
Her heart pounded loudly in her chest and she pressed her palms tightly against her ears to try and block out some of the awful sounds. The harder she pressed though, the louder it seemed to get. The thumping of her heart almost began to hurt as it beat against her chest while the screaming turned into a chorus of broken sentences and pleading words.
Spare me ..!
Please please
The dying shrieks of others filled the inside of her head and she continued to look around, desperately looking around to help.
A hand tugging on her jacket forced a gasp out of her lips as all the noises seemed to stop all at once. When she looked down however, a whole new type of terror filled her stomach.
A little boy was holding onto her with a few shaking fingers as the blood on his chest seemed to spread on the dirt caked shirt he wore. Hinata's eyes filled up with tears before she could even think and her body froze.
"Momma...it hurts" His drooping eyes looked up at her before he collapsed onto his knees.
Hinata moved to hold the boy but a screaming woman from behind her pushed her away to pull the boy into her chest.
The cries of the mother stabbed into Hinata's heart as she watched the scene unfold. She barely noticed the stream of tears cascading down her cheeks and onto the ground below.
"Please...please don't do this" The woman looked up at Hinata with wide, pleading eyes filled to the brim with tears. Her mouth continued to say these words like a mantra as she rocked back and forth with her child in hand.
Hinata shook her head slowly as she backed up, her body was trembling at the raw emotions flowing through the air.
And then there was blood.
It covered her face in a few sprays as she brought her arms up in a late attempt to block the coppery substance. Droplets squeezed into her eyes and mouth and the urge to vomit filled her entire being.
As she wiped the blood away from her face, a large object rolled against her foot.
The wide eyes and open mouth of the woman starred up at her, frozen in place as her decapitated head rested against the ground. Hinata stumbled back a few feet as she looked up to see the rest of the woman's body on the ground with the child now laying on her chest, both completely still.
Hinata threw up then, emptying the contents of her stomach onto the ground along with the blood that dripped off her face and hands. She collapsed onto her knees after.
Her hallow eyes watched Itachi's teenage body sheath his bloody katana as he looked down at the body of the woman. The image he was painting for her in this genjutsu was an obvious message.
Murderer
The words appeared in her head without her consent.
His scarlet eyes locked with hers and for a moment she was lost in them. The warm flow of tears kissing her cheeks continued and she reached up to wipe them away but stopped after realizing that blood still covered her hands.
Her pale eyes never left his as he turned around to fully face her, dropping down onto his knee in front of her.
He stared at her for a while before softly speaking.
"You were always nothing to me"
He brushed a few strands of hair from her face.
"Y-You're l..lying" She smacked his hand away with the little energy she possessed. "You wouldn't ..harm others..for the fun of it" her head shook as a sob forced itself from her mouth.
A sharp pain spread through her stomach as her eyes widened from the sudden pressure. She looked down and his blade glistened back up at her, covered in her own blood this time. She swallowed the lump forming in her throat as her shaking hands grabbed the blade that was imbedded inside of her.
Before she had a chance to remove it, her eyes watched him rip it out of her stomach in a quick motion leaving her own hands sliced open in a large open wound. A scream she didn't recognize left her mouth as she collapsed onto the ground in front of her.
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Hinata did her best to avoid the small shurikens as she flipped and left clones in her steps. A few grazed her arms and the sweat mingling in the cuts caused a unique amount of pain every time she moved. She watched Itachi's movements as he traveled through the thick brush of the forest, avoiding the small traps he left for her.
Itachi had promised to train her twice every month alone and three times with Sasuke present when he wasn't busy with his missions. She could admit that he was very intimidating when she didn't have Sasuke's aggravated comments to fill the air.
When she locked eyes with his red, narrowed ones she stumbled. His eyes widened momentarily as he halted his step, three metal blades glistening in his hand.
Hinata gritted her teeth to suppress the scream threatening to spill out of her lips as she looked down at the shuriken imbedded into her thigh. Before she could fall, Itachi steadied her shoulders and glanced down at the bleeding wound.
"I'm sorry" He sighed as he gently guided her down onto the ground. He knelt down as he pulled a roll of bandages from the small pouch on his thigh and set it on the ground.
"This will hurt" His hand hovered over the weapon while his eyes stared at hers with guilt swimming in them. She shook her head slowly and closed her eyes, trying to focus on her breathing instead.
When he pulled her head into the crook of his shoulder her eyes flew open and the searing pain of metal ripping out of her tender skin struck her.
She cried out and wrapped her arms around his middle as he wrapped her leg up with bandages in the delicate manner only he seemed to possess.
Tears fell onto his shirt as she held onto him even after he was done dressing the wound which he didn't seem to mind as he pulled her closer by wrapping his arms around her and pulling her into his lap.
They breathed in each others scent for a while, enjoying the warmth that they created. It was rare that Itachi indulged in these moments, usually pushing her away from him. (In the most polite way of course)
"I'll never let anyone harm you" He murmured into her ear, almost possessively.
The pain in her leg disappeared as his words echoed through her head.