I said that I would post the second part today and the third part tomorrow. Well, here goes. If you liked it, don't forget to check out the original one shot on deviant art, and im-a-tumor's art.

Omnipotence

Omnipotence; n; the quality of having unlimited or a very great power.

A dark haired head was leaning on a hand that was situated on top of a very grandiose table. Sasuke's black eyes narrowed as he looked critically at the bronze decorations. While bronze was a nice metal, often times he couldn't help but feel dissatisfied with it, even though he didn't know why. His eyes then moved towards the grandfather clocked displayed in the corner of the room.

She was late.

It wasn't like he was particularly looking forward to the meeting... but he hated when people were late. It was annoying, and it wasted time. He would make sure that this Hinata would get a good scolding for her mistakes; no one could dare cross the lord of the Underworld.

That was when the bronze encrusted doors began to swing open, creating a slight breeze while doing so. The goddess of springtime stepped in and for a second Sasuke forgot his previous thoughts.

Hinata was no longer wearing the white dressed that reached her ankles. No, not at all. Instead, she donned a soft green dress that barely reached her knees and wrapped around her body like second skin. Sasuke ripped his eyes away from her to glance at the duo standing next to her: Karin, accompanied by Suigetsu.

So they were the ones responsible for this. Why wasn't he surprised?

Karin had a prominent scowl on her face, looking beyond irritated. She hadn't wanted to dress the 'goddess' up in the first place; if only Suigetsu wasn't Sasuke's most trusted servant. If only. Her scowl darkened further.

Suigetsu, on the other hand, looked pleased with his accomplishments as he eyed Hinata with satisfaction. It had been tedious to get Karin to cooperate, but... it was worth it. It seemed like the goddess of springtime hid quite a rack under that god-damn white dress.

Sasuke, for some reason frowned when he caught Suigetsu's wandering eyes. "Suigetsu, Karin," he called their names, making sure that he had their attention. "You're dismissed."

The red head gave Hinata a scathing look before she exited the dining room. She was soon followed by Suigetsu,who gave a little wave to the remaining people in the room. "See you, Miss. Hinata!" Were his final words before the door was shut ominously in his face.

Hinata tilted her head in inquiry and stared at the door. There was no wind inside of the castle that could possibly move the door (besides, being in the Underworld, she doubted that there was any wind at all). She had seen a strange black shadow... hm... it must have been her imagination, she deduced before she decided to move on.

She apprehensively approached the table, warily eyeing Sasuke. In return, he stared blankly before motioning for her to sit down across from him. The table was adequately long, and suffice to say that Hinata was content with the distance there was between them.

"I might be more powerful than you," Sasuke began, sensing her unease. "But I don't bite." Hinata relaxed, her hand reaching for her silver fork. The eldest of all gods, she mused, might not be so bad after all.

"Than-" Hinata didn't get to finish her sentence.

"Unless you want me to." Sasuke announced that with such a straight face, that it was hard not to take him seriously. She took it all back. He was the worst... probably.

It was silent, before Hinata started panicking. What if he took her silence as a yes? She didn't want him to bite her! That would be gross - and besides, she wasn't ready to die.

Gods were practically indestructible, but that was besides the point.

"I-I don't... I d-dont want y-you to," Hinata confirmed, her hands starting to poke against each other. Alas, that was another bad habit she possessed and wished to get rid of... and she usually succeeded, unless she was under severe pressure. Like now. It was a good thing that this was not a common event.

"Good. I was worried for a second there." Yet again, his impassive tone hinted that this was not a joke. And if it wasn't... how rude! Sure, she must not be the best looking of goddesses, but... She decided to remain quiet, refusing to take any more verbal abuse from this... this incorrigible man!

Sasuke, meanwhile, was struggling not to show the smirk that was threatening to emerge on his face. He took a sick sadism in her gullible nature - it was unimaginably amusing to wind her up. Maybe it was because she was from the surface?

There was an entire banquet of food laid in front of her; it included numerous portions of meat, salads, exotic cuisine and fruit. And yet, the god sat across from her had killed all semblance of her appetite. All she could do was try and sip on the {1} nectar, and hope that this terrible dinner would be over soon.

She even preferred the preparations that had taken place before this, and even that had been one of the less pleasant experiences of her life. Karin had made it evident that she didn't like her very much. Why, Hinata couldn't possibly fathom.

Sasuke was observing the facial expression's that were easily flashing across Hinata's face. Yet again, he found her fascinating. Her nature was childlike, and she was like an open book - aware or not, she was giving her emotions away.

Not that they were anything to be ashamed of. All of her emotions were pure, and Sasuke could not spot even a hint of malice lathered within them, which really was strange for a god. He didn't really spend time pondering on the divine phenomenon seated in front of him; he preferred to just watch, and take note of any changes for now.

At any rate, he shouldn't worry about her since it was obvious that she wasn't even remotely dangerous or a harm to his kingdom. She would leave soon, and he probably wouldn't see her again for a very long time.

The dinner continued, with one side brooding and the other desperately trying to pass time. And so it was a very long night, indeed.

Hinata couldn't have been gladder when it was over. If only Sasuke shared her sentiments.

During her stay in the Underworld, Hinata actually very rarely saw Sasuke. May it be true that he was a very busy man - most of the time, he was locked up in his throne room, sorting out the deaths of the mortals above. It must be a very depressing job, Hinata noted sadly. And it was certainly hard to work without breaks.

Personally, Hinata found her own job as goddess of springtime quite easy - especially when most of the time, it was all her mother's doing. You must have to be very responsible to be lord of the Underworld; after all, people all died… one after the other.

It must have been because he was the eldest that he was given such a job. But generally, powerful beings had a lot of responsibility… and suddenly, Hinata was glad that her own divine field wasn't anything special.

After being here a few days, she had toured around the more inhabited (by souls and spirits) areas, blatantly avoiding the Field of Terror. The Islands of Paradise, however, was a fine destination that she visited at least once a day.

She had approximately three days left before she was supposed to leave the Underworld; she really hoped that they passed by uneventfully, like the three previous days. Hinata didn't want any problems that would hinder her stay… And besides, she wanted to get out of here as soon as possible so she would be able to see her mother again.

While the Underworld was nicer that she had expected, it was still dismal and overall not a place she wanted to be. She missed the gods above; and not only the gods. She missed her sweet earth and she missed the bright rays of sunshine that hit her face the moment she woke up.

This wasn't home.

And to put it bluntly, she was looking forward to her return.

Hianta's eyes flickered upwards. She was in her room, spread out languidly across the covers of the bed. Maybe it was time to sleep. After all, since this was the Underworld, one couldn't particularly tell the difference between day time and night time; especially if you didn't have the clock that was located in the throne room that Sasuke resided in.

Just as Hinata's opal coloured orbs began to slowly close, a sharp knock was heard by her door. "Come in!" Her call resounded across the room, so that her approval could be heard. Sitting up expectantly, she waited for Suigetsu to enter the room. He had inevitably been her escort for the past few days.

And that would explain why she jumped when the door opened. For alas, the other side of the entry did not hold Suigetsu; instead, there stood an incredibly large man with carrot coloured hair. Her confidence immediately retreated, leaving behind an anxious shell.

Hinata waited for him to speak. "Lord Sasuke has requested your presence, Miss." She was startled when she heard his voice; it was everything opposite of what she had imagined it to be. A deep, gentle tone that soothed one's ears.

That was when she registered his words. "W-what for?" Hinata was genuinely surprised. Why would such a busy god, such as Sasuke, create time to see her? He had already greeted her, and fulfilled basic etiquette. There was absolutely no need for her to see him further; at least until she left the Underworld.

"He organised a picnic, and ordered me to come and get you," the man informed, his face stoic. He was very serious, and almost the polar opposite of Suigetsu.

Suigetsu. That reminded her... "Why a-are you here?" While she didn't particularly mind his presence, she was still more comfortable, not to mention more familiar, with Suigetsu. Had something happened to him?

"Ah. I did forget to introduce myself. I am Juugo, in charge of the large three headed beast, Manda. While folklore states that he is a dog, he is in fact a snake. And why am I here? Sasuke sent me to get you." Hinata felt slightly exasperated as he deviated from topic, and then repeated what he had said previously. Obviously, she wasn't getting any more information out of him. Although at least now she knew what to address him by.

"Okay... w-well, I'm Hinata. Goddess of s-springtime." Juugo refrained from mentioning that he already knew this piece of information (courtesy of Sasuke), and simply nodded instead. He then silently gestured for her to follow him.

Hinata had a feeling that the fives sentences he said earlier would be the last sentences she would hear him say throughout the evening. And the oppressive silence between them was vaguely depressing.

She got up from her position on the bed, and proceeded following him out of the room making sure to softly close the door to her chambers behind her. Their steps echoed throughout the empty hallway, emphasizing the lack of conversation (it was usually empty since now many people dwelt in the castle, but still). Finally, Hinata couldn't take it any more.

"What will w-we be doing f-for the picnic?" It was a polite question, and therefore Hinata expected a polite answer.

Juugo shrugged.

Hinata deemed it a failed effort, and instead focused on dispelling the awkward silence. Her fingers nervously gravitated towards each other, beginning to mimic a poking motion. Juugo glanced at her hands, before deeming it to uninteresting and looking away.

"Where w-will we be going?" This time, she was honestly curious about the answer. Juugo pointed ahead.

Another fail. Now Hinata regretted thinking that he was rambling too much in the beginning. This was going to be a long, long walk. And Hinata still didn't know the destination.

A seated Sasuke had his eyes rolled upwards, knowing not to expect the brilliant blue sky of the world above. Instead, it was as if there was a large, brown ceiling above him - one that would never be knocked down. He half-wished to be witness to the changes the sky went through during the day;

but alas, that half-wish was one that would forever remain unfulfilled.

The garden around him was filled with plants; jewelled plants that sparkled with diamonds, but

plants nonetheless. They extended above his head, obscuring the view of the wandering souls ahead; a point that Sasuke personally found quite useful. The grass under his feet might have been grass… and yet, it was an emerald colour, unlike all of the other grass above.

He himself was assembled at the pavilion, stationed in the middle of this adequately large garden: a large, silver structure made up of complicated designs. What was he doing there?

Sasuke was waiting for Hinata. She was late. Again.

Sasuke, lord of the Underworld, was not a god with much patience… and to top it all off, he hated waiting. The frown on his face easily became more prominent. And he was nice enough to show her the castle's private gardens… That was beside the point; where the hell was Juugo?

Hearing the faint sound of footsteps in the distance, he immediately relaxed, and called off the idea of appearing wherever the hell they were. Hinata was coming; and he could get on with his plans.

Originally, he had wanted to question her on the world above; the world he had never properly got to experience, for numerous reasons. While doing that, he would give her a tour of his rather expensive gardens. It was a situation with many pros for both… so it should work out for both of them.

That was when they finally approached him, and he caught sight of Hinata's nervous figure. Sasuke tilted his head. She was a goddess… why the fuck was she anxious? He thought he had made it clear last time that he was nothing to be afraid of unless angered.

His gaze turned to Juugo, silently signalling for him to leave. His presence was no longer needed. Nodding, Juugo disappeared in a puff of smoke; an uncanny ability that Sasuke had gifted him with previously.

Walking towards Hinata, Sasuke resolved not to waste time and begin his enquiry. The one that he could have, and should have done during the dinner - it wasn't his fault that Hinata was too scared to even eat. "So what is the world above like?"

Hinata jolted at the sound of his voice, but relaxed when she properly took in what the question was. It seemed like he wasn't about to start taunting her this time. That was when she focused on his

actual question, and her face retained a dreamy quality.

"The world above?" Her voice sounded far away, as her mind flew to grassy fields rich with exotic flowers. She didn't even notice that she had lost her irritating stutter. "It's… it's beautiful. Endlessly filled with gorgeous landmarks and sights. The sun sears during the day, while the moon gleams during the night. The stars and constellations twinkle as you watch them… and it's… it's home."

This wasn't particularly the information that Sasuke wanted to hear, although it was interesting.

"Quite the poet, aren't you?" His dry voice instantly woke Hinata up from her distant daydream. Her opalescent eyes narrowed as she took in his words.

"Y-yes, I am. B-but it was y-you who asked." The stutter was back. Sasuke rolled his eyes at her

defensive stance.

"At any rate, please do continue. How does Naruto actually rule?" His voice, ever so monotonous, was strikingly polite. Hinata found it somewhat suspicious. Maybe he was doing it for his own sake…? Nevertheless, Hinata proceeded to answer the question.

"Umm… i-it's not j-just Naruto, per say. A-all of us p-pitch in. Everyone helps the ruling above." Hinata genuinely smiled, satisfied with the way she had described it. It was true, after all. While it was mostly Naruto, the earth itself was mostly looked and cared after by her mother… and the seas by Gaara.

"Oh. I suppose that policy does work." Sasuke had a thoughtful look on his face, as he tilted his head. "I'm glad Naruto doesn't have too much work to do. It wouldn't suit that idiot." And that was when Sasuke's lips turned upwards slightly, and Hinata was dazzled by the strength of his smile.

He looked like a different person. His whole, generally grim aura changed, and coupled with his good looks gave him the magnificence of an angel. Staring, Hinata remembered that Sasuke was an older brother; and even if his younger sibling was the king of the gods, Sasuke must still feel a semblance of responsibility towards him.

The lord of the Underworld really wasn't so bad, after all.

"Oh? My good looks leave you speechless, do they?" Maybe not. Hinata gritted her teeth, and yet she still felt more comfortable with him than she first did. So much so, that she let herself reply.

"N-no. I t-think it might be y-your arrogance." Sasuke's eyebrows shot up in surprise, clearly not expecting a snappish comment to come from Hinata. Her chin was raised in forced confidence, while her hand was evidently shaking.

"Oh, is that so? I give you more credit." A self-assured smirk came her way, and she looked in the opposite direction trying to avoid him.

"Good," it was a mumble, stammer-free.

Sasuke chuckled. A deep, loud chuckle that vibrated through the air, shocking Hinata to the core. It felt like Sasuke had not whole-heartedly laughed in a long time - and Hinata was glad that she could bestow it. Yes - it truly felt like he was a locked bird in a cage who had finally broke free.

Then Hinata actually thought about the proposed 'lord' of the Underworld - beyond the titles, beyond the notoriety. She thought of the life that he must have lead. When Sasuke was first born, he was immediately eaten by his father... upon which he grew up in Madara's stomach, in solitude until his siblings joined him.

When he had finally broken free of the imprisonment, his younger brother took place as king of the gods even though Sasuke was the oldest; all because Naruto was saved and Sasuke was not. Afterwards, Sasuke was even banished to the Underworld for no particularly good reason.

He had lived a very lonely life, Hinata reflected, her eyes deepening in sorrow.

Sasuke felt the mood change, and looked at curiously. Hinata gave him no time to ponder, deciding to share exactly what was happening within her mind.

"You know," she began heavily, her tone thoughtful yet sorrowful. "For someone so almighty, you surely aren't one to be envied."

Sasuke's brows twitched. Where the hell had that come from...? There was absolutely no connection between that statement and the previous topic of conversation. But for convenience's sake, he decided to go along with it and examine her message.

And that was when it hit him what she was actually trying to convey.

"How so? I have everything I could possibly want: a kingdom, unlimited wealth, a powerful army. There is absolutely nothing to hinder my rise in power should there be one. And you say that I'm not one to be envied? On the contrary, many mortals and gods alike envy me." Sasuke's words smoothly cascaded out of his mouth, one after the other. Hinata didn't let it effect her, instead focusing on how this might be the first time he had actually spoken to her with passion in his words.

And she became sadder seeing the obvious pain he was trying to hide. On their own, her hands reached to carcass his face. He stiffened, falling silent as he felt a foreign weight on his face. Hardly believing that Hinata had the impertinence for such an act, Sasuke could only stare at her incredulously.

"You... you don't have to be so strong all the time. It's all right to feel lonely. We might be gods, Sasuke - but we aren't omnipotent. No one is."

Maybe it was because she was the first to try and understand him. Maybe it was because she was the first who actually did. Maybe it was because she didn't even want anything from him - and he couldn't exactly pinpoint it - but this was probably when Sasuke fell in love.

"Well," Hinata smiled sadly, looking around the chambers that she had stayed in for the past week. "I g-guess this is it."

It wasn't exactly time to go (she had around a day or so left) - but for some reason or another, Suigetsu had said that she had to leave earlier than planned. Something about there being a prediction of the river flooding; then again, Hinata found that the reason didn't particularly matter.

She was leaving.

She was leaving the Underworld, the inferno, the world of the dead, whatever the hell it was – evil as it was - and yet, she couldn't help but feel just a tiny bit of regret. The Underworld was truly not nearly as bad as she was expecting it to be; only a little depressing.

There was a knock on the door. Without waiting to hear her answer, the door swung open, revealing an impatient looking Suigetsu. "You ready?"

Hinata nodded, feeling her throat getting choked up. "I-is... i-is Sasuke busy?" While he was not the best of hosts, he was not the worst of them, either. He was, in all actuality, a pleasant man; it was sad that she wouldn't be able to say goodbye.

Heck, the last time she saw him was in the gardens yesterday and even then he seemed moody. And especially silent when he escorted her back to her room. "Yes," Suigetsu tilted his head. "He is."

She shrugged it off, taking one last look at the room, before turning to face to door.

"I'm ready."

She was immortal. This surely wouldn't be the last time she went to the Underworld. There would be a time where she would see it again, and look at the strange fruits and jewelled trees once more.

Sadly, she didn't know how soon that time would come.

The throne in the Underworld's palace was clearly occupied: a dark haired pale god sitting comfortably atop it. Sasuke was lost in thought, pondering upon the enigma that Hinata was.

He had decided. She would be his wife - by force or by choice, that didn't really matter. The next time he saw her (which would be when he was supposed to send her off), we would offer her to stay in the Underworld with him; if she refused, he would lock her up inside the castle.

There was a knock resounding from the entrance to the throne room. "Come in!" There was a lazy edge to Sasuke's voice.

It happened to be Juugo who entered. Sasuke felt some semblance of relief; Juugo was the least annoying, and most capable from all of his servants. Speaking of which... there must have been a reason why Juugo sought him out. It better be important, Sasuke scowled.

"Juugo. State the reason for your presence." Sasuke commanded drily, making sure that his voice carried across the room.

The red headed man bowed, before turning his face upwards to face Sasuke. "Miss. Hinata, goddess of springtime, has safely made it out of the Underworld, Lord Sasuke." Juugo confusedly watched the stages of emotions that flickered through Sasuke's face.

Firstly, it took a few moments for his statement to register. The lord of the Underworld couldn't even place Hinata's name to her face. When it finally clicked, his face twisted in disbelief.

How could this be? There was no way... Hinata was supposed to leave tomorrow. Juugo probably made a mistake! Hinata was still here! She had to be here! If not... how the hell was she supposed to become his wife?

That was when his expression became distorted with contemplation. How could he have let this happen? How could he have let Hinata slip through his very fingers?

And then came anger. Why the fuck did Suigetsu let her go without informing him first? They would be punished... they had to be punished... severely. That was when his gaze snapped back to Juugo, who was staring at him queerly.

"Why. Why... the fuck... did you allow Hinata to leave!?" He started off quietly, and finished off with a loud roar. Juugo flinched, but refrained from moving back. Sasuke stood up, taking long strides to where Juugo was standing. His hollowed obsidian eyes stared holes at Juugo, as his fist punched the wall behind him. "Who... in this hell let Hinata-"

Juugo interrupted his loud rant and answered his previous question. "Because the water was predicted to flood today, which would have made her leaving impossible for around a week or so. That is why Suigetsu decided to let her leave before the flooding. I agreed, assuming that it would be a sensible decision." Sasuke's eyebrow twitched, but he allowed Juugo to get through his explanation.

He took a deep breath. "And you decided to refrain from telling me about this, and do whatever you wanted?" The lord was working on controlling the temper in his voice, which only made the servant flinch more. For Sasuke's anger was so great that it knew no bounds.

Juugo chose not to reply. Sasuke turned away, knowing that there was nothing that could possibly be done. He would dish out their penances later. That, he could be sure of.

For now, he needed to secure a way to retrieve Hinata and make her his wife. And for that... he needed all of his power.

"Juugo. For now, I shall ignore your little slip up. Instead, get Suigetsu and start brainstorming... You have work to do."

Earth. Glorious green moss covered earth cushioned her feet, and spread out for miles around. Dark brown trunks protruded from that earth, leading to a canopy of dark green leaves. They greedily absorbed the sunlight, creating energy for photosynthesis.

The Underworld had been a mysteriously beautiful place... but the Earth was better. There was a smile on her face that widened when the leaves in front of her scattered and formed a feminine figure.

She knew who it was even before the image was fully complete. "Mother!" Hinata beamed, and was immediately embraced by a worried Kurenai.

"Hinata," she squeezed before taking a step back, her hands still on Hinata's shoulders. "Oh, Hinata, I was so worried!" The exclamation was followed by another tight hug.

"You shouldn't have," Hinata cocked her head to the right. "The Underworld isn't really as bad as the rumours say. And Lord Sasuke is not evil; just slightly stoic." Kurenai laughed.

"If you say so, my dear. I'm just so very glad you're back. We must have a feast to celebrate - both your return, and the avoidance of a civil war. More so the first reason: after all, the weather has been exceedingly bad."

"Mother!"

"Achariot?" Sasuke glared. "This was all your fault in the first place, and you have the impudence to suggest a chariot of all things?"

Suigetsu shrugged, not at all bothered by Sasuke's anger. In fact, he seemed vaguely amused. "That I do. As you are my lord, I expect you to have some class." As hard as Sasuke tried, he couldn't reign in his temper, and Suigetsu was scent flying.

"And I expect you to remember that it is I who can smite you to smithereens."

It was then Juugo, who had been silently standing next to Suigetsu and being witness to the whole conversation, decided to intervene before Suigestu really was killed. "My lord, I advise you to wait at least two weeks. That way, their guard will be down, festivities will be over, and you will easily be able to slip by and take Hinata."

Sasuke nodded, snapping his attention to Juugo. "Fair point. As much as it pains me, I shall have to wait two weeks before seizing my wife. And how I shall do that is another question."

"Earth is a neutral territory. Anyone can go there. And besides, my proposition does remain, you know. And chariots are cool." Suigetsu just couldn't help but chime in.

Sasuke sighed, seeing no other way to shut up the insufferable imbecile. "Fine. Be it your way: a chariot it is." Although he wanted to take those words back the moment he saw the triumphant smile on Suigetsu's face.

Hinata's eyes were up on the crystal blue sky, comparing its colour to that of Naruto's eyes. She was sat on the middle of a large, green meadow, surrounded by a variety of different flowers. The goddess of springtime was trying to recreate the flowers she had seen in the Underworld back on Earth; frustration was bubbling up because it wasn't quite working.

Two weeks had passed since her visit to the Underworld. And it wasn't that she was missing it - not really. While she had enjoyed her visit, she didn't want to go back there any time soon; it was too dark and too gloomy.

And yet, it was aggravating to know that there were flowers and fruits that could exist in the Underworld, and not on Earth. An irritable sigh escaped her lips.

Usually, she would be with her mother or some friends, but today it seemed like everyone was busy. Kurenai was working on the harvest, as it was time for the golden wheat to start ripening. Meanwhile, Ino had been privy to a particularly juicy love story she just had to explore and Tenten was out hunting.

Which left her, aimlessly gazing at flowers.

Suddenly, she heard an ominous rumble out in the distance. Standing up, Hinata glanced upwards at the clear blue sky, which didn't seem so clear any more. It looked like it was darkening, and Hinata could spot a current of lighting flow from one cloud to the other.

A storm. Hadn't the weather been clear just a moment ago...? That was when she noticed that the rumble she had heard was steadily getting louder... and louder. She could even recognize the sound; it was as if horses were galloping.

Tightening her grip, she glanced down at the object in her hand. It was a flower... a rose. A red rose; its thorns were pricking her fingers. So much so, that the crimson red of her blood flowed through the cuts in her skin; becoming one with the full flowers of the petals.

The galloping was steady getting louder. She tore her gaze away from the rose, and faced the rumbling noise head on. That was when she could make out the figure.

A chariot. At least, it looked like a chariot... with a large, black carriage, and horses. Hinata let out a small gasp when she actually properly looked at the horses; for they seemed to not be alive. Instead, their skeletal bodies were galloping towards her.

Hinata shivered. She had a particularly nasty, ominous feeling about it all.

And that was when she saw who was in the carriage, the chariot that was now a few metres away from her. It was the lord of the Underworld... Sasuke! Her eyes widened conspicuously. What on earth was he doing here... on earth?!

She saw him exit the chariot, upon heading straight towards her. All of her instincts were screaming to run; but it was only Sasuke, and not a stranger. He couldn't mean her any harm, right?

Looking at Hinata, Sasuke was finding it hard to focus on what had been his goal in the beginning. Hinata's eyes were wide and glassy, and her stance was that of a wild animal... and yet... And yet, a carious feeling of possession was soaking through his skin.

She was his. He was going to make her his. To do that, he would do whatever he possibly could... because after all, she was his. One way or another, by force or by choice.

Gracefully, he picked her up. Hinata squealed quietly, not sure if this was the same Sasuke she had been acquainted with before, and still feeling that she needed to run. He ripped of her clothes with no particular raging libido, although that changed upon seeing her naked.

And so she was deflowered.

And so the stray crimson rose petals scattered.

Yeah, and there is part 2. Part 3 should be up by tomorrow, but you know... we shall see. Thank you, reviewers, and like I said, please comment on the original version!

Aurora