Dance with the Demon CH 8
- I do not own any of the characters in this story. All belong to Kisihmoto-san -
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-Two months ago, Hyuga estate-
My eyes watched his lips silently part and press together several times before his wrist flicked downward, kunai grasped firmly in his palm.
"Don't father!" I pleaded desperately, my knuckles digging into my back with my weight pressing them into the hard floor.
I tried to summon chakra, wanting to push it from my body in an attempt to knock him back, but I couldn't. He had blocked them somehow.
My mind swirled dangerously as I felt the press of cold steel against my skin.
I closed my eyes, the last image of my father's cold face imprinted in my mind.
'Say hello to your mother for me.'
A tear slipped down my cheek as I prepared for the sharp pain of death.
A harsh blast of wind roared through the room and my eyes flew open to see my father slammed sideways against the wall. In an instant, a dark -haired man was pulling me upright and reaching behind my back to work on the rope. "It's infused with chakra" his voice hissed in my ear. My head fell forward onto his shoulder in relief as his familiar low tone. Another few moments and my wrists were free and I was being pulled to my feet. The taller man stared down into my eyes, his own pale orbs squinting before darting over to my father.
"Hinata, you have to run. You have to grab whatever you can within the next thirty seconds and leave the estate."
"Neji I-"
"There's no time. I will keep him busy as long as it takes until I see you leave. Go, now!"
With one last hesitant look to my elder cousin, I darted to my dressed, grabbing my wallet and the necklace my mother had given me before she died. I heard shuffling behind me and the groans of my father as he tried to stand. I flew towards the door, stopping just before stepping out of my room. With a glance back at my surroundings, I caught Neji's eyes with mine. 'I'll come back for you'. My lips silently mouthed the words before I begin running through the halls, winding through to find the exit.
I ran fast and hard, my breath coming out in rasps that burned my throat and tears that stung my eyes. This was all too sudden. This couldn't be happening.
I shook my head desperate to uncloud my blurring vision as my bare feet pounded the streets. And I ran. I continued running, leaving my family home and throne.
The moon illuminated my path through the sleeping village, my only companion in this road I was destined to take. Where am I supposed to go? What am I supposed to do now? My father attempted to take my life and I knew there was nothing that would stop him from finishing what he had started.
He needed to finish me, lest I return and have him thrown in prison for attempted murder on his own daughter.
I reached the edge of the village, beginning to soar through the trees until I was fully engulfed in the thick forest. I let myself stop and sit against the trunk of a large tree near the top, the village in full view.
What should I do?
Before I determine a solid plan, exhaustion took hold and I drifted off against the gentle breeze of the night.
…
The feeling of claws on my skin startled me from my slumber.
My eyes sprang open to a large black bird perching on my left arm, the heat from the newly risen sun seeping into my body. The bird squaked at me impatiently, and I reached up to pull a rolled piece of paper from its foot.
"Do not come back to the town. Hiashi told me he has sent men out to find you and will not stop until you are gone. Please, flee to a neighboring country and forget your life here. I will watch over Hinabi the best I can. I will handle things here and I will find a way to bring you home safely.
Survive, Hinata.
-Your fiance', Neji Hyuga"
I wiped my eyes on my sleeve, clasping the letter against my chest, trying to stop the sobs from leaving my burning throat. He loved me. I always knew he loved me and now he's put his life in danger to save mine. I shook my head and bit down on my lip.
I need to rescue him from this situation. My father would surely focus all his attention on me for now, but he would not forgive my cousin for stopping him. I need to leave and gather resources and then return.
I held the paper out and flipped it over, looking around for anything to write with. I bit down on my thumb causing blood to swell forth, coming up short in any other ideas. I trailed my thumb over the parchment then blew on it to make it dry quickly. Rolling it back up tied it to the raven's talon, shooing it away to return to its master.
"I am leaving the country, but I will be back for you.
-Hinata"
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I clenched my jaw tightly.
Her hands lay folded in her lap gracefully against the cotton towel that stopped just above her knees.
She was facing away and I materialized unnoticed into the room. My eyes took full advantage of her turned back to take in her silhouetted form. Long silky raven hair draped down small shoulders and the pale skin of her upper back poked through where it parted in several places. The towel clung to her rib cage then dipped around her waist. It then curved out to the full swell of her hips and melted into the silken sheets of my bed.
I took several silent steps closer until my arm reached out and I laid my hand on the delicate skin of her shoulder. I felt her jump at my touch and wide pale eyed met my own as her head swiveled to the side and tilted up.
"G-Gaara-sama. I-I didn't hear you enter."
"Hm. "
She turned her body slowly in her position to face me fully.
Little did she know, that was the movement that made something snap in me.
I felt my teeth grind together as my eyes slid down from hers to her newly exposed collarbone and chest above the folds of the cotton cloth. They lingered only momentarily, eager to trace down the ample swell of her breasts to her shapely waist, her full hips, round thighs, and exposed knees and dainty calves.
A wordless sound rumbled from my throat as my eyes drug back up to hold hers and I felt my body burn and my head began to lose all rational thought.
Without warning to myself or her, I felt myself lunge forward, pushing her back onto my plush bedding and hovering over her barely clad form. My arms held my body over hers just enough to keep them from touching as my eyes burned into hers. My knees pushed her legs to bend and spread and they began to burn into my upper thighs that they rested on.
But attention was on her eyes. They held mine unblinking and unfaltering. I stared into them, analyzing the emotions that silently began to swirl. At first her face held surprise, but then her breathing began to labor and her eyes flickered to a different emotion I couldn't place.
When I had first seen her, those eyes reminded me of a doll's. They seemed void of emotion and utterly monotone. But now I was beginning to read them. They would color slightly with her emotions and I was eager to discover what look they currently held.
I growled deeply and broke contact with the pale orbs to lean into the small of her neck. The scent of her skin seeped into the air but was smothered in a musky scent I was very familiar with. A smirk twitched at the corner of my mouth and I leaned up to hiss my approval into her ear.
"Did you miss me, Hinata?"
She whimpered as I took the delicate lobe in my lips, sucking on it before pressing my teeth gently together. The sound she made seemed to spur my body into motion, and my hips bucked against her reflexively. My erection was screaming at me to take action, any action that would let it come into contact with her soft flesh, but I ignored it in favor to explore the new show of skin.
My lips trailed down her neck to where the neck and shoulder combined and her collar protruded out gently. I opened my mouth and my hot breath sent visible bumps on her skin and she squirmed under me. The action caused a low groan to leave my mouth and the involuntary escape inflamed my temper dangerously.
I reached up grabbed her upper arms, causing a huff of pain as I held her in place forcefully. My eyes flickered up to hers and I watched her eyes fixate on my mouth. I let my lips pull back slowly and bared my canines at her. I let my tongue slide across my top row and noticed her mouth part slightly and her eyes glazed over before dipping my head back to her porcelain skin.
I wanted to devour her.
Her smell and warmth consumed me and I let my body dip down to soak it in.
I wanted to claim her and then devour every inch of her perfect skin. I wanted to leave marks until no patch was untainted. My inner demon cackled in my ears, telling me not to stop until she was screaming to the heavens that she was mine.
I bit into the skin harshly, causing a cry of pain to falter into a pleasurable moan as I soothed the bruised skin with a lick. I trailed down gentle bites before reaching the top of the towel and her chest was swelling and falling quickly under my chin. I licked the small fold that peaked out from the top and she whimpered and arched up to press herself against my mouth completely.
I raised myself off of her with a growl to stare down into her fully flushed face, her lip caught in between her teeth and her eyebrows drawn down in a worried expression. I squeezed her arms and watched her lips part to let out a pained cry, a smirk gracing my mouth.
Yes, her face was deliciously expressive whenever I had her like this. I could watch my actions cause the soft face to contort into pain or pleasure. Or both.
I ground my hips against her and watched her eyes close and her mouth fall open with a moan of want, her back arching off the bed before laying back down. She wanted me. She enjoyed everything my body does to her and she tries to press closer in silent plea.
My hand left her arm and rested next to the fold of cloth under her shoulder. I want to own her body entirely from head to toe, and this towel was the only barrier.
I pinched the top layer of the fold in my fingers, ready to peel it away when a surge of chakra caught my attention.
A hurried knock sounded on the door and my head snapped to glare over at the intrusion, my hand falling back to fist against the sheets.
"Happy birthday little brother!"
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I turned off the shower, twirling my hair to the side and twisting it tightly to squeeze out some of the water. I stepped out into the cool air, looking around to find a closet near the corner of the room.
I opened it with a sigh, I still had no idea what I was expected to wear… I really don't want to change back into my old clothes. Im sure there was sweat and.. other substances soaked into it.
My eyes glanced down at several shades of towels before choosing a plain white one and wrapping my hair in it. I closed the closet and strode to the vanity and leaned into the mirrors. My breath fogged the glass and I wiped it away to stare into my reflection. I looked into my pale eyes and my mind began to wander back to that day…
The day when I had stepped out of my personal shower only to have my life turned upside down. The only thing I had known was that life and that town. The only friend I had made was probably in grave danger because he let me escape. I shook my head free of the thoughts. Neji is strong. He can handle himself. I just need to finish what I started here and then I can save him.
But what about Gaara?
What about what happened between us? Would he understand? Would he let me leave when I need to? He said I was his…. His voice repeats it in my head every time I think about him.
How did I feel about him? I've never had this sort of interaction with another person before.. I don't know how to feel. I know almost nothing about him, except what he smells like and how his tongue feels against my skin…
My thoughts took a new turn and shuddered and bit my lip to stop them.
I unwrapped the towel from my hair and wound it around my body. I searched through the drawers of the vanity to look for a brush. They were surprisingly all empty but one. I plucked a comb from the small drawer and ran it through my hair until I was satisfied and placed it back. I sighed and look at my reflection again. I wish I had some face wash or a toothbrush to use, but for some reason I was not allowed to leave the room.
I turned and walked to the door, opening it to the dimly lit room before shutting it behind me. I glanced up at the clock and let out an irritated breath. What am I supposed to do until her returns? When would that even be? I walked over to the bed and sat down with a frown. This was going to be a long day.
…
Boredom and curiosity got the best of me and I found myself rummaging through dressers and shelves that I had barely known had been in the room. Hey, it's his own fault for locking me in with nothing to do…
A blush quickly ran across my cheeks as I pulled open the bottom drawer, a variety of undergarments folded neatly in stacks ranging from white to black and every color in between. A silky black pair stood out from the rest directly in the middle.
The contrast of them against his pale skin must be a sight to behold, indeed.
…
A few hours later and my stomach growled angrily. My eyes shot around the room and rested on the box of cake. I pouted and strode over to the dessert to glare down at it. Out of everything he could have brought me… This is what he expected me to eat for a meal? I plucked a strawberry and brought it to my mouth, licking the chocolate off slowly with a sigh. Hopefully he will be back soon and maybe bring some meat.
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It got kinda hot in here, hmmm?
But of course, there has to be a cliffhanger somewhere XD
Hinata's backstory is starting to be reviled. There will be more, in time.
As always, I hope you enjoyed~
-CH 8 Fin -