Hinata didn't talk to him for a few days after that. They both regarded this sudden separation as their second fight, but in reality it was just awkward being around each other.
Which was why Hidan was surprised when she walked into his office after the Pot Kid ran out.
Silently, she sat down on the couch. He had a clipboard on his lap and fake glasses over his eyes (which made him feel and look intelligent). She clutched the strap of her bag tightly as she grew more comfortable with her surroundings. Then, suddenly, she stood up, walked over to him, and leaned close to his face. He masked his want to kiss her expertly, showing instead indifference and boredom. "Please take a seat, Hinata." She shook her head, but still backed away a little. Hidan slid off his glasses, setting them down on the table behind her hip. Then he pushed her back, and she fell on the couch. He leaned over her this time, his clipboard covering their faces from the glass window in the door.
"You missed your last three appointments, Hinata. Have you been feeling alright?" he asked. Gulping, Hinata nodded, clenching and releasing her fists in her lap. "Itachi hasn't done anything inappropriate to you on your dates, right?" She shook her head, beginning to look down. He tilted her chin up. "Okay. As long as you're safe." he began to pull back, but she tugged at his shirt collar. "Um... Hidan-sensei..." She started, then blushed a dark red. "Wh-When are we going to get... m-married...?" A while back, he had proposed to 'marry her to protect her from Itachi'. She said yes, and since then they have been in the process of deciding when, where, and how.
Hidan thought a bit, still being pulled down by Hinata's arm. Realizing this, she released her grip, only to have Hidan stay were he was; leaning over her. "Well, how can I carry through with a marriage when I haven't even kissed the girl yet?" He glanced at her face, which had turned an even darker red. Smiling, he leaned down and kissed her forehead. In surprise, she jerked her head up and that was when he caught her in a lip-lock. As a reflex, she began pushing him away, but all too quickly leaned into it. He pulled her up from the couch, wrapping his arms around her. He parted for only a second before kissing her again.
When he pulled away, she dropped back down on the couch, her cheeks so red, they reverted back to light pink. Her hands cupped her face to cool them down, to no avail. "U-Uh... Um... H-Hidan-s-sen..." She shut her eyes tightly, unable to tell if she was angry or embarrassed. She remembered telling herself that her lips were for Deidara only, but...
"We could try next week. Nothing too big; Invite a few friends to a small chapel - that is, if you want the ceremony." He sat down beside her, the clipboard showing different doodles of the two getting married. " Or...we could just get the papers done... if you like." He flipped the paper over; two stick figures were holding a piece of paper that read 'Married!'. Hinata would have laughed if she weren't still calming herself down. He noticed her silence and glanced at her. Then laughed. "Aw, Hinata, it was just a kiss!" He wrapped an arm around her. He was reading other documents on the clipboard for a few minutes. Hinata slowly wrapped her arm around him, and he smiled. He kissed her head and continued reading.
From the small window on the door, Itachi was watching, a camera in his hand.
-:-
Who told them?
What proof did they have?
Well, not that I'm denying it, but...
Was it Itachi-sensei?
Hinata sat hugging her knees in her bedroom, grounded. Or, in a more truthful way, incarcerated.
On what she gathered, somebody took pictures of her kissing Hidan, and that somebody showed the pictures to her parents. Everything played out from there, and now the only people she was allowed to see were family and Itachi. And the only times she was allowed out of her room were to go to the bathroom and eating meals.
No, school was not an exception.
So on top of having to spend the rest of her life in her room, theoretically she'd have to repeat senior year fifteen million times.
Even her mother was mad at her - what happened to being on her side!?
--
Hidan sat, alone, in his office, waiting either for that Pot Kid to come back or for Hinata to come for her appointment. Neither happened, and Hidan was more worried about Hinata.
The door opened, and Hidan's heart fluttered, thinking that it was Hinata. But, everyone knows that when Hidan's heart flutters, a kitten dies.
Itachi walked into the room, a smug smirk on his face. Hidan immediately knew why Hinata wasn't here: He was.
"What are you doing here, Itachi?" Hidan said, hissing. Itachi chuckled. "Hinata won't be attending this school anymore. Her parents and I are to homeschool her, since she has become too exposed to the outside world." He paced around the room, a haughty look on his face. "Outside world? What are you talking about? Homeschool?" Hidan stood up. "I took it upon myself to watch over my Hinata, and when I caught you kissing her, naturally I'd tell." Hidan scowled.
"Motherfucking son of a bitch." He muttered, crossing his arms. Itachi frowned a little. "I don't care much for your language, Hidan." he said, stopping to look over HIdan's desk. He found a picture of Hinata and Hidan at the park. He threw the frame at the wall, shattering the glass.
"Stay away from Hinata, if you know what's good for you." Itachi glared at Hidan as he began to leave the room. Before a witty comment could be returned, the door slammed shut, leaving Hidan to clean the mess.
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Hinata sat at her desk, turned around to face the billboard they put - rudely, she might add - over the posters on her free wall. She tapped her pencil in boredom as Itachi gave his Math lesson. He noticed her bored expression and walked up to her, stroking her cheek lovingly. "Pay attention, please." he said smoothly. Unfazed, Hinata stopped tapping her pencil to satisfy his request.
It didn't bother her as much that she was marrying Itachi. She still detested the idea, but she took comfort in knowing that this weekend, she was running away to get married to her friend, Hidan. It was Wednesday, so she had three more days to endure the boring Math classes and avoiding her teacher altogether.
"Hinata?"
Hinata focused on Itachi now, a confused expression on her face. "Y-Yes?" she stuttered, embarrassed for being caught not paying attention. Itachi chuckled in a tone that made her want to punch someone. Namely him.
"I suppose we'll end our lesson for today." He closed the book he was reading from and set it down on her desk. Then he tilted her head up to look at him. "Are you enjoying your Math, Hinata?" he asked, making sure his breath was on her lips. She shrugged, looking away. He gripped her chin a little tighter, forcing a startled gasp from her.
"You will love me. We will get married, and you will like it." He growled, for the first time showing a scowl in front of her. "You will forget Deidara. You will forget Hidan, and forget about ever escaping to your little wonderland with either of them." Then, suddenly, he brought his lips down onto hers, forcing his tongue in. She tried pushing him off of her, but he only held tighter on her face, which hurt a lot more than it looked. She was scared again, and in her panic she pounded on his chest. When he finally parted from her, she pressed herself against the wall, away from him.
"I never loved you! I never will! I hate you!" She shrieked, glaring at him with all the anger in her heart. "I won't marry you! I'd rather die!" But to her, marrying him would be just as good as dying. "Don't you ever kiss me again, you dirty piece of shit!" She was so angry, the clutching motions she made with her fists created dents in the wall.
Yet, Itachi watched and listened, looking like he just saw a five year old child do ballet. "I like 'em feisty." he licked his lips, and Hinata's jaw dropped open. Was he serious? "Itachi-sensei!" She exploded, all her anger and more pouring from her lips. "You are insane. You are a filthy minded, no good, terrible, awful man who should never have any business near people my age. I hope that our wedding day becomes the worst day of your unwanted existence in my life. You can go die, and I will watch." She began panting, fury burning in her eyes. "If we ever have any kind of sexual relationship, it will never be you that I think about. It'll be the one I really love, Deidara-sensei. He will be in my mind 24/7 while my only thoughts of you will be ones of hate and despair. And I swear to God in Heaven, if you're unfazed by all of this, you have no soul and don't deserve one to be made for your waste of flesh and bone."
Itachi, surprisingly to her, did show emotion. But it wasn't sadness or hurt. It was anger. He was furious. And heading straight for her.
He crushed her head against the wall, bringing his face close to hers. "Now listen here, you ungrateful bitch -" He gripped her hair tightly in his fist. "I am offering you my life, here. My love, my home, my resources, everything good in store for you in life comes through me. It always has and always will. I'm not going to let you get away with disrespecting me like this." He lifted her head and hit it against the wall again. "If I ever hear you say these things to me again, so help me you won't even be able to walk while eloping with your precious Hidan-sensei. He'll have to marry a broken cripple who wouldn't just do what she was told." He brushed his lips against hers. "We're getting married, and you're going to like it. Not for me, Not for your family, but for your own safety." He grunted, then threw her one last time against the wall. She slid down to the ground, her head pounding and breath heavy. "And always remember - I love you."
Hinata began to cry, for lack of a better thing to do. He gathered up all his things and began walking out of the room.
-:-
I Miss Hinata :'(
I know.
I wanna go back to Konoha X'(
Me too.
Deidara let out a wail and rolled around on his bed, his cell phone resting on his pillow. On the other side of the room, Sasori sat at his desk, his cell phone on top of a book. Even though they were in the same room, they were texting each other so Sasori could work in peace. It was Deidara's day off, and whenever he was home he thought about Hinata every minute.
"Can I talk to you yet, Sasori!?" he yelled. "No." Sasori kept click-clacking on the computer keyboard. Huffing, Deidara texted him again.
I'M BORED AND SAD AND LONELY AND I NEED A HUG.
What do you want me to do about it?
LET'S GO HOME.
We are home.
THIS ISN'T HOME. NO HEART EXISTS HERE.
What about yours?
SHUT UP.
Sigh...
Deidara yelled out for the sake of making noise. Sasori didn't do anything, so Deidara threw a pillow at him. The impact made Sasori's leg kick up, which pulled a cord, which happened to be the computer's ON switch, which turned off the computer and lost all of Sasori's important data.
"DEIDARA, YOU IDIOT."
Sasori stood up and threw the pillow back at Deidara, hard and forceful. "Why don't you just go back to Konoha, you useless-"
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Hinata held her cell phone shakily in her closet. She was hiding, since her parents (and Itachi, who had become more of a parent than a husband himself) forbade her from using it. It was late in the day, and everyone was out doing their business. The one they left to watch over her was Neji, her older brother. And he, feeling sorry about her situation, tended to turn a blind eye to some of the things she did. But she couldn't take any chances.
She decided, since they were still her parents, and she knew to always respect your parents, that she would allow herself one phone call. So she called her one true love, Deidara.
Pick up, pick up, pick up-
"Hello?"
Hinata couldn't contain her excitement. "D-Deidara-sensei!?" she squealed. "Hinata? Oh, my darling!" He laughed, and she did too. "How are you, my love?" Her laughter cut itself short. Truthfully, she wasn't doing very well. "Hinata?" His tone lowered to a more worried and serious one. "What did he do?" And he seemed to know who caused her to feel so sad.
"He... He... Itachi-sensei almost..." She began to cry, suddenly feeling guilty and dirty for letting any other man - even Hidan - touch her. She heard Deidara's breath catch in his throat. He sounded angry. "I miss you, Deidara-sensei. Am I ever going to see you again?" She sobbed, taking one of her hanging shirts and wiping her eyes with it. "I wish I could answer you, Hinata. I don't know how flexible my life is right now. I want to be with you, right now, to make it all better." He sighed, and Hinata sobbed a little loudly into the phone.
"I'm scared, Deidara-sensei. I don't know what to do." she let all of her sadness flow through her tears and down her cheeks.
"I love you, Hinata. That will never change. I promise."
--
"Is Hinata okay?" Sasori asked. Deidara still gripped the phone tightly in his hand. He bit his lip. There wasn't anything he could do. Hinata was all the way in a different part of the continent, scared, and getting married to someone she didn't want. Imagine how she feels, he thought. Just imagine how much it must hurt, being separated from the one you love and being married to someone else.
Deidara tossed the phone aside and leaned forward, running his hands through his hair. "She needs me, Sasori." He muttered, gripping his hair. "Now, more than ever."
-:-
On Friday, Hinata was allowed to go back to school. The conditions were that she could never see Hidan again, and that she would go straight home after school. Hinata wasn't too concerned about the first option - she could just close her eyes while they talked. And as for the second option, Hidan was able to clear some time for her appointment during school. And besides, they would be running away together the following night.
When Hinata entered his office, he immediately went up to hug her. She had her eyes closed, and when she explained why, he laughed. "That'll make things easier, I guess." And after a moment, she felt him kiss her. She quickly pushed him away, blushing. "Please, Hidan-sensei." She cleared her throat. "I found the place where we can get married. It's a bit far, but that's the point of running away, right?" he smiled, though she couldn't see. He helped her sit on the couch, and she smiled as well. "That's great, Hidan-sensei."
They were silent, and Hidan stared at her for the longest time.
"Open your eyes, Hinata." Hinata did as she was told, looking up and into Hidan's eyes.
"Do you really want to marry me?" he asked. Hinata looked away. "I-I mean... it's for the sake of notmarrying Itachi-sensei, right?" He sat beside her. "Hinata, just running away will get you out of marrying him. I want to marry you because... I love you." he turned a light pink. "And I was trying to disguise that with your arranged marriage with Itachi. But now with the event being tomorrow, I don't want you to think that." He paused to look at her. She didn't look angry, so he continued. "Plus, you love Deidara. So if you don't kill me, he will." he chuckled a little.
Hinata smiled, then frowned a little. "I don't think... I want to marry you, Hidan-sensei." His chuckling faded, but he still kept the smile. "I thought so." he said. Though he didn't really act like it, he was still the mature adult figure in the relationship. "I mean, you do technically have a boyfriend already. And I'll still help you run away, so don't worry about-" He suddenly felt something on his cheek. Something soft, timid, and warm. A kiss. Hinata leaned back, getting comfortable in her seat. "Th-Thank you, Hidan-sensei." she stammered, fiddling with the strap of her bag again.
Hidan smiled, putting a hand over hers. He leaned over, their lips just inches away before the door burst open and an angry Itachi stormed in.
Hinata screamed in surprise, and Hidan glared at him.
"I thought so." Itachi said, smirking. "My own fiance, cheating on me with another man. No matter, this problem can be fixed very quickly." He reached into his jacket, and after a beat, the reflective light from the shining metal flashed in their eyes.
A gun.
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You may now scream in agony, because it is here that I choose to end the chapter.