Am I alive? –Yes.
Am I hurt? –Yes.
Am I hungry? –Yes.
Am I thirsty? –Yes.
Are my wounds serious? –No.
Am I safe? -…
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After this self-check and wake up ritual, pale – lavender colored eyes fluttered slowly open and the young woman took a deep breath as she fought for consciousness, ignoring the pain in her body. She needed to know where she was, and to take care of her body.
Startled, she sat up and looked around, not able to speak. She was far too shocked – Hinata wasn't at home.
Slowly the heiress started to remember about the mission… why isn't she in the forest then? Did they had backup and knocked her out? Wait, no there had been something else!
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"Oi, your awake? Finally, took you fucking 4 hours brat!" a rude and loud voice interrupted her thoughts, and just then the memories flooded back into her mind and she blushed furiously. She had called him so much bad names… how embarrassing! If her father ever finds out!
It was then when the Hyuuga recognized that she had just a bandage around her chest and grabbed the blanket to cover herself from his gaze, her cheeks burning in a glowing red and Hinatas body trembled. What was she doing here? What had he done? What did he want?
But hey, hes a Christian! He wouldn't do something… too… one moment. Hes a Akatsuki! He can't be a Christian, right? But he told me that he was! But does an Akatsuki Member tell the truth?
The Hyuuga got a scared look in her eyes even if she wanted to hold it back, he could clearly see the fear in her pale big eyes and his features softened. It was well known that woman are the timid ones, and even HIS religion told him to be nice and considerate to female believern, just to believer but well she was.
He would try his best to be nice, and hell he lived through several Centuries, Hidan knew how to be a Gentleman.. even if he never shows it, he lived through the whole Century and was going to use his knowledge… just a little bit of course or he wouldn't be himself and who would want that. Or… could anyone imagine a Hidan who wouldn't curse, or scream sometimes or at worst be a complete GENTLEMAN? Oh my beloved Jashin, this would be a nightmare.
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"W-what a-a-am I-I d-do-doing he-ere?" stuttered the dark blue haired girl as she finally managed to speak, not able to look him in the face, as she wanted him to talk something so that she could come up with a plan to escape. She didn't know what he wanted from her, but if her father ever found out that she had been in the same room as a criminal he would kill her. Because then Hiashi would say that Hinata was dirty, like he used to say when he saw her with Kiba or Shino. Dirty. Trash. Useless. A whore.
Biting down on her lower lip and shut her eyes tightly to shove away the thoughts she used her blood limit, hiding it from the Akatsuki with her hair falling in her face, and explored the place. She was in a little house, somewhere she had never been before. There were no forest, but a grass and a lake with a big waterfall near this house. She was in the first floor, where 3 other rooms existed, one of them seemed to be his bedroom – improved. Hinata saw his clothes but there was just a sofa and no bed – like she by herself was in. Hinata was startled by the thought, why should he care ?
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"Gees, you know seriously, you don't need your blood limit to see where you are, I could show you just around, kid. And it doesn't matter if you just hide the marks of your Buakugan when I can feel the Chakra flow brat." He spat out, slightly annoyed. Yes, he had informed himself about the girl an found out that she was a Hyuuga… (he didn't know that she was the heiress) and was pissed that she just didn't trusted him yet, he hadn't done anything to her!
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"Uh… o-okay, A-akatsuki-san." She blurted out, without thinking and looked shoved the blanket higher till it reached her chin, as laughing filled the room. Blinking, she looked up, and saw the silver haired man nearly falling to the ground because of his laughing. What happened?
"Girl, you really make my fucking day freaking adorable, you know?" he said, laughing and went near to her/his bed. When he had collected himself, he sat down at the edge of the bed and wanted to pull the sheet away, but got just a shriek in response and the blanket out of his hand. A whispered no and a slow wimps gave him the hint – but Hidan didn't backed away or excused himself. Oh no, he had his own way, like we all know.
"Don't fucking pee in your pants brat, I believe in the Lord and wont touch you in any way you dislike! I'm fucking serious about my religion, damn it! I told you bi-eh, brat before that I'm a believer, so godfuckingdamnit don't make me angry with this shit! And stop backing away, I wont hurt a true believer."
Pale lavender eyes stared into dar violet ones with awe and slight disbelieve. She had never thought that an Akatsuki could be so... well if she just ignored the shouting and bad language… nice.
Just because she was a believer? He seemed to know that just very few people really believed in God anymore. They just pretend to look good in public, like her dad
But to Hinata, the holy God was her savior, her sun in the darkness her hope in desperation. She could endure the punishment, the unfairness and hate when she thought of the bliss she would get if she was a good girl. Well this had been her thoughts since she had to kill the first time in her life… but she hoped that God would understand her, deep inside she hoped that he would forgive her killing, even if it was a death sin.
And now, this guy, told her that he believed in God too… had he had such a bad past like her? Was this the reason why he was in Akatsuki but in reality he was a nice and handsome man? Had he been tortured like her, and chosen the path of darkness, hoping that God would forgive?
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The silver haired man saw how her face softened, as she let the blanket fall and even if her cheeks reddened, she let him examined her wounds without pulling away. Her eyes never left his face, and he just stared back when he finished.
"Eh… u-uhm… I-m sorry t-that I d-didn't trust you e-eralie... y-you a-are s-so nice t-to me…" she stumbled without knowing what to say as he smirked and lifted her chin with his hands, enjoying how the girl turned red again.
"First, call me Hidan and fuck this san got it?"
Hinata nodded.
"Second, you're a damn believer and your freaking cute and hell why shouldn't I be nice?" he snickered at his words and her blushing, she could feel his breath on her face, he was sure of this. He hadn't flirted often, but just because he would flirt with a other believer and he had just met once a woman but this was just a crazy girl and not a Jashinist, but a satanic or something shitting like this, he broke up after he got to know this. And now, he had this cute and Jashin believer girl in front of himself… even if she looked damn young, and wouldn't even have lived through a Century (Because you stop to alter in the age of 25) because she looked like 16 and hadn't any life experience, hell why should he fucking care?
Hidan was sure that Jashin had planned this and the silver haired man was a believer and would do whatever his Lord would tell him to do.
"And finally, third… do you want to get up and eat something? Your stomach had grumbled the whole fucking time you slept, seriously!"
Hinata 'eeked' at this and started to giggle shook her head out of his grip and asked him for her clothes.
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A long white T-shirt, which reached down to her legs, black far too long pants and her Ninja sandals where the things she wore. She asked for her own but he told her that they were to 'fucking dirty' for her to wear and hell she wasn't a girl who wanted to dress in her sweaty and muddy clothes but the white shirt doesn't hid her black bra very well, which made her uneasy and the thing that Hidan had forbid her to bandage her chest didn't made it easier, but his excuse for tossing the bandage out of the window was much more embaressing.
He told her that she should 'fucking be proud of herself because this is the way the holy Lord made her and she should freaking show her damn adorable curves to make the Lord proud and shouldn't, damnit, be ashamed of herself when the holy Lord decided to make her so beautiful'
Heck, this guy had a breath, he said this in a whole sentence!
Hidan had shown her around the house, and hadnt said anything that she had to stay here. She could leave everytime she wanted… and she didn't want to leave. Deep inside her, she knew that just THIS was the reason he allowed her to decide, but Hinata made this little voice shut up.
When the sat down, ha got them breakfast out of nowhere, and started to talk. Talk about her mission and how she endet up this way. The violet eyed guy got to know that she came from Konohagakure (he'd knew it before because of her headband but who cares) and that it had been a D ranked mission. She didn't tell him about the others, or her family problems if someone would have guessed that, even Hidan had expected that she would tell him everything what deperssed her like the most girls did but it seemed, again, that she was diffierent.
"So when you got this fucking mission, you waited till you nobody was in sight and you'd be far enough away and then you adorably sacrificed them?"
Hinata lokked him startled in the eyes.
"No… there were some roughe ninjas and killed them all… then I murdered the attackers."
"Wait… you didn't sacrificed them?"
"Sacrified? To whom?"
"What the fuck are you talking! To Jashin – Sama obviously!"
"Jashin – Sama?"
Pale lavender eyes stared disbelievingly in dark violet. Jashin… JASHIN? She had read an article about this, in the internert… oh no! NO!
"You arent a fucking Jashinist, are you?" the anger in his voice was frightening, and Hinata paled visible as she stared into his face, not even able to nodd.
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