Summary: A series of violent rapes and murders targeting long, dark haired, young women have caught the attention of the Hokage. Her plan? Use a qualified, long, dark haired kunoichi as bait. The only one that fits the criteria? Hinata. NaruHina.

Warning: Rated M. Contains violence, rape, cursing, sex and murder.

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or anything associated with it. That belongs to Masashi Kishimoto. (However I believe I have a claim to the idea I wrote about).

White Kunai

Chapter 6- Intrusion

Light streamed in through the gaps in the blind and Hinata squeezed her eyes shut tighter, in an attempt to block out the light. She heard shuffling but ignored it and shifted in her bed slightly to get more comfortable. She curled up her legs near her chest and snuggled her face into the soft pillow. There was a bang, some whispered cursing and she quickly sat up in bed, her ninja instincts coming to play. Her byakugan activated, she glanced around the room and saw the perpetrator standing by the bathroom door.

"Sorry, Hinata," Naruto said, rubbing his hair, grinning nervously. "Didn't mean to wake you."

Hinata rubbed her eyes and gave him a small smile. She blushed slightly thinking how she slept in the same room as him. Not the same bed, no, but it still made her giddy thinking about it.

When they returned from her little night out in town Hinata was all but ready to collapse into bed but Ino had insisted she share Naruto's room. Naruto didn't seem to mind at the suggestion and Hinata noticed a light blush graced his cheeks, as well as hers. Ino had laughed, poking fun at them slightly. Then she explained that she planned on heading out early in the morning to ask around for any information on the White Kunai Killer from the locals. She insisted Hinata sleep in and Ino didn't want to wake her up as she got ready for the day. She didn't want her getting a cold from the freezing weather and lack of sleep. She also needed her to be prepared and completely rested for their next patrol. Naruto offered to join her on her mini recon mission but Ino waved him away, joking by saying he would just hold her back.

"Lady Tsunade specifically instructed you to watch Hinata and I intend to follow her instructions," Ino had said but she had another reason she wanted them to room together. She had smiled to herself slyly. "Well I hope you actually get sleep tonight, Hinata! And I hope I won't be needing ear plugs." She left the blushing ninjas in the hall as she tossed out Hinata's bag and shut and locked the door to apparently her hotel room. Ino left Hinata no choice but to sleep in the same room as Naruto, unless she forcefully entered the locked room, but Hinata wasn't the type to do that. Hinata shuffled in Naruto's hotel room nervously, secretly both saddened and happy that there were two beds. She noticed one bed with still crisp and clean sheets and the other that Naruto had claimed, messy and unmade. She quickly changed into her simple pajamas consisting of fleece pants and a long sleeved shirt as Naruto used the restroom and slid into the newly made bed.

The Hyuga didn't mind at all, sharing a room with Naruto. She was shivering from being out in the cold for so long and he had piled blankets on top of her. He made sure she had everything she needed and she thanked him for being so kind. He had switched the light off and slipped into the second bed in the room once she had settled down. They whispered good night to one another and she fell asleep rather quickly, exhausted from walking around all night.

"It's okay Naruto-kun," Hinata said yawning, her thoughts back to the present.

She stretched, arms high above her head, chest jutting out, and the blonde blushed, looking away. Bad, Naruto, he chastised to himself. Stop being ridiculous. Now his thoughts wandered to the night before. Hinata had fallen asleep quickly, from what he could tell, but it took him a bit longer. He had lay awake staring at the ceiling, his body very aware of the fact that the Hyuga lay just a few feet away from him. The sound of her slow, steady breaths slowly and eventually lulled him to sleep.

"You should be sleeping," Naruto said, stuffing his clothes in his bag. "We got home late and it's only like ten now."

"It's ten already?" Hinata asked, shocked. She removed the covers and slipped out of bed heading in the direction of the bathroom.

"Yea, but we probably came back from the patrol at like four," Naruto said, his eyes following the kunoichi. "Hinata, where you going?"

"To get dressed," she said. "I won't take long," she said smiling and shutting the bathroom door quietly.

Naruto heard the shower turn on and realized that only a thin wall separated him from a naked Hinata. He felt heat rush to his face and turned away from the shower. What's wrong with me lately? I think I need some fresh air.

Hinata stepped out of the bathroom some time later, fully clothed, and saw that the hotel room was empty. Where's Naruto-kun? She put her stuff away and saw that Naruto had made both the beds. How sweet of him. She sat down on the edge of the bed, wondering where he could have gone and what she should do. She was sure Ino was out trying to gather intel about the White Kunai Killer. She supposed she could do that too and just as she came to that decision she heard the front door creak open slowly.

She quickly got in a defensive stance, reflexively activated her byakugan and saw that it was Naruto. He froze, eyes wide at the Hyuga ready to attack him. She let out a weak laugh, apologized and sat back down on the bed.

"Well, now I really know I shouldn't worry about you when I leave you alone," Naruto said laughing. He locked the door behind him and handed her a small travel mug and placed some wrapped pastries on the bedside table. "I got some breakfast…or is it lunch?"

"Brunch?"

"I got some brunch," Naruto explained, grinning. "Got you your favorite too. Cinnamon rolls."

"Ah, thank you Naruto-kun!"

"I also got us chai," Naruto said, sitting down across from her, the bed sinking slightly.

Naruto saw some pink creep up Hinata's neck. He was sure she was thinking about their little make-out session. He sure was. "Th-thank you, Naruto-kun," Hinata said, about to take a sip.

"Careful, it's hot," Naruto warned softly, his eyes glazing over. Hinata recognized that look. That person Uso looked at her like that last night. Uso's gaze made her feel uncomfortable but the sultry look Naruto was giving her made her skin tingle. "The shop owner recommended masala chai so I got that for myself because I wasn't sure if you'd want that," he went on, taking a slow sip from his mug. "Do you want a taste?"

Hinata couldn't tear her eyes away from his blue ones and nodded slowly. He smiled and placed his mug on the floor, doing the same with hers. Déjà vu, Hinata thought right before she felt his lips on hers and her mind went blank.

Naruto slowly lay Hinata down on her back, his lips not leaving hers. She shifted as he placed his legs on either side of hers, essentially straddling her. Both his hands cupped her face and her fingers clung to the chest of his jacket. She didn't question why he kissed her. She wanted this just as badly as he did. Years and years of yearning for him finally paid off and that night a few days before just added fuel to the flames. She craved more. He craved more.

His hands trailed down the length of her body, stopping at her waist. She loves me, he thought. Does she know how I feel? He felt her shifting and responding to his touches and his heart fluttered. Why else would she let me touch her like this? He pulled away, both of them breathing heavily.

"Hinata," he whispered, staring down at her. Her lips were parted and her eyes were half lidded. He felt his heart skip a beat. "Hinata, what I said last night. About you having a boyfriend. I meant it," he was nervous now. "Ya know…if you want."

Hinata blinked and it made her smile at how sensitive he was being. She was letting him touch her like a lover and she was sure her face was bright red but she didn't care. "I want it," she said softly.

His eyes brightened. How'd I get so lucky? How'd a girl like Hinata fall for a guy like me? "So Hinata, will you be my girlfriend?" Naruto asked, his lips hovering over hers.

"Yes, Naruto-kun," she whispered.

"Can I kiss you?" he asked, his voice deep.

"You never have to ask."

He smiled and kissed her tenderly, massaging her lips with his. His hands trailed up her body and he hesitated. She noticed. She pulled away and looked at him. He was biting his lip and his eyes begged for permission. Hinata was nervous but she trusted the ninja on top of her. She knew he wouldn't do anything to hurt her and he didn't want to scare her either so the shy kunoichi did something very unlike herself.

She unzipped her light purple jacket.

"Hinata-" Naruto croaked out, unsure if she would feel uncomfortable.

"It's okay, Naruto-kun," Hinata said, revealing her fishnet shirt underneath. She avoided his eyes, suddenly ashamed of her actions.

She heard Narutos breathing hitch and turned away, her hair covering her face. "Hinata," Naruto said, his voice hoarse. "You don't know how long I waited for this."

She looked at him confused. His eyes were clouded and the look he gave her made her blush. It made her feel beautiful. "I-I-"

Her words were cut off when she felt his hands on her stomach. Slowly they crept up, brushing softly against her skin. Hinata started breathing faster, slightly nervous and slightly excited. Naruto watched her; unsure if what he was doing was right. He moved his hands higher until they came to her breasts, his skin separated from hers by the thin fabric of her bra. He heard her inhale sharply and wondered if he did anything wrong.

"Hinata-?" The young women said nothing. He had a sudden urge to kiss her. Her face was flushed and she was biting her lower lip, running her tongue along it innocently. He knew she wasn't trying to be seductive but that little act sent shivers down his spine. He leaned down and captured her lips with his own once again. Hinata let out a little gasp and he took this opportunity to gently probe the inside of her mouth with his tongue. The feeling was strange to the both of them. As he continued kissing her he massaged her breasts. He felt sudden vibrations coming from her mouth and realized Hinata moaned.

The conclusion thrilled him. He was making her feel good and he felt more confident with his actions. He moved away from her lips and she mewled in protest. He chuckled softly and placed kisses down her throat, stopping to kiss where he felt her pulse. She arched her back into him and he deduced that that was a sensitive area. He continued to nibble and suck on that spot as she shifted underneath him. Her movements made him groan as she rubbed against his hardened member.

He blushed, embarrassed. "Sorry Hinata," he croaked, his voice deep. "I-"

"It's alright, Naruto-kun," she said, her face scarlet. "It's-it's nice to know that your body is reacting this way because of me."

He laughed. "Why're you blushing?" She pouted, her eyes dark and her look seductive, and his laughter caught in his throat. "Don't do that, Hinata," he said with a groan. She tilted her head, puzzled. "You keep that up," he said running a finger across her lips lightly, "And I won't be able to control myself." He grinned and she felt heat rise up to her face one more. "Kurama's already yelling at me to take you." Naruto froze. "I can't believe I said that out loud."

Hinata giggled. She was taking this surprisingly well and she was simply glad she hadn't fainted. She was sure she was going to several times during their…session…but she urged herself not to. Naruto just talked about sleeping with her and she giggled. How I've grown…Hinata thought to herself.

Naruto was watching her and she shifted under his gaze. "Why're you looking at me like that?" she questioned. He was hovering above her, smiling broadly.

"You're beautiful and you make me happy."

Hinata felt her heart soar.

Wow you guys are sappy, a voice echoed in their heads. Naruto jumped off of Hinata in shock, rolling over beside her.

Ino? He exclaimed angrily. How are you-Why are you-

They heard Ino laugh in their minds. Well I'm assuming you accidently pressed the tag on your palms. Judging by the image of you I got from Hinata your hands are pressed against the bed and hers are curled up against your jacket. How cute!

Hinata felt like she was going to die of embarrassment. She hid her face in her hands. This was almost as bad as Ino actually being present in the room while Naruto explored her body! Hinata moaned. Naruto looked at her with a frown, upset at the blonde invading their minds.

Ino, what the hell! He yelled. How long?

Oh just the end, don't worry about it, she answered. I only came in when you called Hinata beautiful just now. That was really adorable. Aw…you're a romantic at heart.

Ino…Naruto said in a warning tone.

Don't 'Ino' me, Naruto Uzumaki, the woman chastised. I told you two to take off the seals when they weren't needed. You two wore them all night?

Yes…Hinata spoke in their minds quietly. She wouldn't look at Naruto.

They heard Ino groan in their minds. Well, try not to do that again. Remember it slowly drains your chakra and I'm not sure exactly what it can do to your minds. This is kind of a test run, she said as if it weren't a problem. Don't worry though. No point in taking them off now, we should get going soon. We're guests at that Mizuki girls wedding remember? The wedding's not until like a week or something, I don't remember exactly. Not really important though. We have to greet the leader and her father, Sora. He knows why we're really here but we have to go for formality reasons. 'Kay, well I'll get out of your heads now. Meet me out in the hall in…say…five minutes! Ino said happily, her presence disappearing.

Okay, sure, whatever, Naruto grumbled, slipping off the bed.

Hinata followed in suit, fumbling with the zipper on her jacket. She was quivering slightly, still unhinged from the intrusion. She felt large, warm hands cover hers and looked up to see Naruto facing her. He zipped up the coat slowly and gave her an uncertain smile, one that she returned.

"I thought you were mad at me," he said nervously.

"Oh no, I'm not mad Naruto-kun," she said reassuringly. "I-I'm just a little bit…"

"Mortified? Humiliated? Ashamed?" Naruto asked with a chuckle.

"Embarrassed."

"Don't be," he said, moving hair from her face. "She didn't see much. If anything I should be the one that's embarrassed," he said, his face reddening. "She heard what I said…that was meant for you only."

"Thank you," Hinata said sincerely, eyes bright.

"Don't thank me, Hinata," Naruto spoke up, cupping her face. "After all you've done for me and all those times you've been there for me I should be the one thanking you."

Hinata shook her head. "No. I'm still grateful for all the things you did for me."

"The things I wasn't even aware I was doing."

"Either way, they helped me. And so I thank you."

"You're too good for me," he said and before she could retort he gave her a deep, lingering kiss. "Now if you'll excuse me," he said heading towards the bathroom, his face red. "I have something I need to take care of."

Unbeknownst to the three ninjas getting ready inside the hotel room, someone with bad thoughts in mind was once again stalking the streets. His hands were shaking. He needed to make another kill. He needed it. He was like an addict suffering from withdrawal. How long has it been since my last woman? Not that long…I don't remember, he thought to himself, his words jumbled in his mind. What number am I on? Twenty? Thirty? Fifty? The man furrowed his eyebrows, unsure. I'm pretty sure I had one last night. It doesn't matter. Not enough. Not until I get what I want. He now had a different goal in mind. That woman he saw walking the streets last night. He wanted her. But he would wait, he decided.

He had followed her as discreetly as possible when he first caught sight of her as he stalked the streets. He thought about taking her immediately before that bumble headed fool with no class tried to kiss his girl. The girl he was targeting! How dare he. So instead he followed him home. He already lost the real woman he wanted to another man and he wasn't about to let that happen again. Reluctantly last night he watched that raven-haired goddess walk away, leaving that crying fool on the ground. She was strong. Feisty. I'll enjoy her. He wanted so badly to just take her on the sleet. He wanted to pepper the flawless, white, snow with her blood and juices. But he controlled himself.

Once that idiot Uso picked himself up, cursing the entire time, the man dressed in white followed, not really trying to hide. This Uso was an idiot. He watched him walk into a bar and waited outside patiently for him, playing with the kunai hidden in his coat. Finally, hours later the idiot stumbled back out side, drunk. Very drunk. The chase went on. At first he didn't know where Uso was heading but he didn't care. He'd allow him to do what he wanted. He'd allow him to think he was safe. How dare he try to kiss that beautiful, young woman. He continued trailing the drunk into the darker side of the city. The houses were more run down, broken bottles littered the streets, stray pets roamed the roads and a weird feeling of dread hung in the air.

Finally Uso stopped in front of a quaint little house. His home maybe?

"Hey, you stupid bitch," Uso yelled loudly, knocking on the door. "Open the door!"

Some time passed where the only sounds heard on the streets were Uso's cursing and bangs on the door. Finally the curtain covering the window on the ground floor shifted. The stalkers eyes narrowed. From what he could tell the girl peeping outside had dark hair. Interesting. Maybe I'll be needing two kunai tonight. He never killed a man. But people can change. He thought about how this Uso clung on to that woman's shoulder a few hours ago. I think I can make an exception.

"Go away!" the girl yelled, sounding slightly frightened, from the window.

"Open up you damn skank!" Uso drawled. "I'm giving you one chance here! I got keys to this god-forsaken place and you know it. Open the door yourself and I promise I won't hurt you tonight."

"You're lying," the girl said, her voice hesitant. "I never wanted to see you again. Take your abusive ass elsewhere before I call the cops, I mean it!"

The White Kunai Killer watched the scene in amusement.

"Well, I mean it, you dumb whore. I'll count to three!"

"We broke up! I broke up with you!"

"One…"

"I'm going to call the cops. I will! Get out of here!"

"Two…"

The curtains swished shut.

"Three." Uso finished, fishing out keys from his pocket.

Huh. The man watching looked on. He really had keys then. Uso tossed the keys to the ground and instead picked up a rock and threw it through the window in the door. Or maybe not…He heard the girl screaming inside and watched Uso wipe away the broken shards of glass from the window. He stuck his hand through the now gaping hole and fumbled with the lock. Maybe this drunk isn't that stupid. The killers' eyes fell to the keys littering the ground and shook his head slowly. Or maybe he is. Uso pulled the door open and entered, the girls screaming cut short with a loud bang. It sounded like skin on wood.

The White Kunai Killer walked towards the house, careful not to step on any broken glass or leave any evidence that he was here. Maybe I can make this killing look like a domestic dispute…I'm open to new things. Why not? Kill a man for the first time and maybe they won't suspect it was me? Maybe. Maybe not.

He walked into the darkened hallway, following the grunts of pain and shouting. He stood at the edge of the kitchen and saw Uso raise his hand and slap the women. Her dark, long hair went flying as she stumbled into the wooden counter. She clung to it, unsteady on her feet. The killer frowned.

"Leave me alone!" she yelled, her lip bleeding.

"Stupid bitch, you think you could just break up with me?" Uso asked, grabbing a fistful of hair and yanking her back to him. She yelped in pain and tried to punch him away. Uso laughed. "Hit me all you want, a weak, little, fuck like you can't do anything to hurt me." The man watching them from the darkness smirked. Ah but that beautiful, young girl in the snow did some damage to you didn't she? He remembered watching him cry on the ground, as the snow soaked his knees.

"Fuck you!" the girl yelled. She was strong, the man noted.

"No, fuck you!" Uso yelled, throwing her at the wall.

The White Kunai Killer had enough of this idiot. With a flick of his wrist he sent a kunai flying. The man smiled. Perfect. Right in the heart. Uso looked to see where the projectile came from and saw the man dressed in white step out.

"What the fuck?" Uso sputtered, clutching at the kunai. The alcohol in his system had his mind muddled and he swayed on his feet as blood dribbled through his fingers.

"I wouldn't if I were you," the killer warned, nodding at Uso's grip on the kunai. The brown haired man didn't listen. He pulled out the kunai and blood gushed out. "I warned you."

Uso collapsed to his knees and looked at the girl cowering at the wall, her eyes wide. The White Kunai Killer wondered why she wasn't running and noticed her ankle bent at a weird angle. Her little boyfriend must have done that, the killer thought, remembering how tightly she had gripped the counter.

"This is your fault you fucking whore!" Uso gasped, as blood poured out of him.

The White Kunai Killer stepped towards him, picking up the red and white kunai from the ground. "Oh please, you brought this on yourself," he disciplined. "You need to treat your woman with respect, you foul mouthed man." With that he took the kunai and slit Uso's throat. The woman whimpered and the man dressed in white turned to face her. "Are you scared?" he asked. She nodded. "Well, I guess you should be. I told him you should treat your woman with respect but seeing that you're not really my woman, I can treat you anyway I like."

The girl opened her mouth to scream but was forced to cough when she felt something sharp against her throat. She felt herself choking. Blood, she thought. I'm choking on my own blood.

"Oh, I forgot," the killer said with a shake of his head as he watched the woman bleed out in front of him. Her body was turning cold quick and not because he had left the door open. "I never tried this with a young, dead, woman yet. Well tonight is a night to try new things I suppose," he said as he unzipped his pants.

-Magma E.

Up Next: Twisted

"'You're lucky though,' the girl said, running her fingers across her tear stricken face. 'Normally the woman he would take would be found all torn and bloody but I didn't want him to hurt you that much. So sweet of me, huh?' she felt lips on her own. This twisted woman was kissing her! 'Don't worry. I'll kill you first before he stabs you.'"