So now we have a Greek Mythology based one shot that will not be exact –since I'm no mythology expert- but I'll try to get pretty darn close.
The next one is a special story that was thought up by me and I hope that you all like it, but that won't be for a while so get all excited~
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto™ nor do I own the Greek story that this is based on.
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As the world began, the mortals –humans- learned that they could live on in peace and with prosperity if they are to pray to their great gods and goddess that watched over them. Each god and goddess had a specific area of power over the lives of the mortals and with the proper sacrifice, rituals, and prayer…the mortals could be given what they most dreamed and wanted. The lives of the gods and goddesses were really not that different from that of a normal mortal, other than the fact that they lived like nobility and did as they pleased. For the world was like their playground with Olympus as their home for some of them. The major gods and goddesses lived on Olympus while the others could live under the sea, deep in the forest, or deep beneath the earth in hell.
But, she, the young maiden of innocence and receptivity, was happily picking up the little lavender flowers that had grown in the large grass field that was only a walk away from her home. Hinata, the goddess and daughter of Kurenai the goddess of a bountiful harvest, was truly a flower child. She had retained a child-like innocence that made her a joy to be around and an obedient and polite child. She wore a light purple Greek-like dress that hugged her body nicely and flowed with the elegance that matched her own demeanor. Long midnight blue hair fell down her back like a waterfall and stopped at her hips; bangs covered her forehead and two long strands framed her heart-shaped face. Her skin was as pale as a porcelain dolls and was as soft as flower petals. Large lavender eyes looked lovingly at the flowers that she had adored so much as she wove them into her very own crown; thick lashes brushed against her cheeks as she closed her eyes as she smiled as the cool breeze passed her by. She was indeed a beauty, though she did not think that she could compare to Ino the goddess of love and beauty. Hinata lived almost in the middle of the forest as to avoid contact of the mortals that lived in the village; she would watch as they tried to find her little home under the great willow tree, but each time they would become lost or amazed at her song birds that she had kept close by.
Hinata held up her hand made crown of flowers and bestowed it upon her head. She giggled lightly as she got to her feet and removed her leather sandals. She wiggled her toes and ran about the field of flowers with her arms out wide as if she was again a child. The site would make her cousins shake their heads at her foolishness, but she knew it would bring a smile to her mother's face. Hinata twirled about the field and fell back and took in a deep breath of fresh air; she smiled as the sun's rays warmed her body and she felt as the flowers brightened and bloomed in the sun. Hinata let the wind that whistled through the nearby trees lull her to sleep.
Off only a short distance away from the sleeping goddess stood a dark and menacing god. He had his arms crossed over his chest as he stood in the dark shadows of the trees. He was usually never away from his work but he had made it a habit to get away from his dark throne so he could once again see the bright beauty. As the King of the Underworld he was use to the sight of mourning souls and those begging for mercy from their eternal damnation, but as he had come upon her, she was quiet a site to see. He was no more but a stalker at the moment since he was sure that she had yet to notice that he was watching her as she spent her days outside with the nature her mother was known for making. But he, Itachi, the King of Hell, could not find the reason why he had become so fond of her and her presence. His red eyes watched as she picked the flowers as she lied on her back and then would point up to the clouds and traced out the whimsical designs of furry little creatures.
He ran his hand through the longs black bangs that framed his face and then ran his large calloused hand over the black robes that were held up by the one strap around his left shoulder with a silver clasp of a skull. Itachi was a god of little to no words and he was unsure of how he was to speak to the goddess that lied in the fields before him. Nor was he sure on how to approach her since she was indeed a child of life; he was one that lived with death and with very annoying co-workers. Itachi would not give up on what he could have, and he was also sure to not allow some other foolish male to take what was his either. He was surrounded by darkness, death, and the sisters of fate were sure getting on his case about what he was to do with his immortal life. He was sure that he was not going to spend it and listen to them nag on about everything. Not only that, but he was a great God of the world, that could not go on without his authority and rule over the dead; he deserved to get at least one nice thing in his kingdom that made him happy. But how was he to acclaim his beautiful bride-to-be without her irritable mother getting in his way. Surely trying to woo her would be idiotic for the reason that he would only frighten her away with his cold and emotionless aura.
No, Itachi would do the smart thing and go straight to her father to ask for her hand in marriage. He knew that he would obtain it since her own father did not know what beauty that his daughter held and that she was a precious and rare jewel. He was not very in tune with his heart but he was smart enough to figure out the plan that his heart could not. He glanced at his blue haired beauty once again before he turned away and walked through the path of death that he had made when he had arrived. He watched as the plants withered away as he took each step and sighed lightly as he opened up to his underworld as to find a better way to travel. He would get to the top of Olympus even if he had to break a few rules to get there.
Hinata on the other hand had indeed not notice that she had been watched by Itachi, or that he was anywhere near her home. She was oblivious to almost everything that went on around her since it never concerned her or how she lived. She was a young goddess that didn't really do much for the mortals except for protect what her mother had made. Kurenai was indeed a great Goddess for she gave the mortals food to live off of that did not involve killing innocent animals. Kurenai was so motherly and Hinata could not image how her life would have played out if she was born from another woman; it would not have been joyful or as bright as this life she lived now. Hinata rose to her feet and walked over to where her sandals had been left and forgotten by her. She carefully bent down and picked up them up with her dainty pale hand; she walked back to her home as to await the return of her mother.
Kurenai stood atop the large mountain of Olympus as she sat on the softest of clouds with a glass of wine that had been made in mere seconds before her eyes. She had watched as her brothers and sister drunk themselves silly and nearly tumbled over one another. Kurenai looked to the man that had helped her give birth to her pride and joy, as he stood on his throne beside his rightful wife. Kurenai had done no wrong, she had Hinata before he married another; though she did not care, she had a daughter that he could never have. She was so protective of her daughter, how almost all the others gods had tried to woo her but she had refused them all before they could try to trick her into marriage. Kurenai would not stand for her daughter to marry those that were immortal since she knew of their ways. These men bore easily and cheat on beloved their wife with mortals and then think they had done no wrong. Kurenai turned her head away from them and watched as the quiet goddess of the moon get in her chariot to bring night upon the mortals and end the day. Kurenai could then go back down to the earth below for a while as to visit her daughter. She touched the large basket that she had kept at her side; it was full of grains, fruits, vegetables, and a fine bottle of wine for her to enjoy.
"Come and enjoy yourself Kurenai," TenTen smiled as she fixed the bow and quiver on her back. She took hold of the reigns of her chariot, "Why are you in such a rush to leave?"
"My daughter waits for my return," Kurenai got to her feet and set down the golden cup, "Go TenTen, the moon will not rise on its own." She waved as the brown haired woman rode off into the sky. Kurenai grabbed her basket and began to descend the steps to the large golden gates of Olympus.
"Where are you off to Kurenai," Minato, King of the skies and rulers of the gods and goddess, spoke as his wife Kushina sat on the throne beside him.
"To my daughter," she said lightly and continued on her way.
"She must be lonely," he spoke, "if only you would allow her a husband to stand by her when you cannot."
"I am always there for my daughter King Minato," she glared back at him knowing that she did not scare him. She fixed the crone that was on her head, "Last I recall you are not to get involved with what my daughter is going through and how she lives." Kurenai went back to walking down the steps, "I will be back momentarily, try not to end the world while I am gone." She smirked as she stepped onto her own chariot and rode down to the forest where her daughter slept.
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Hinata had slept peacefully through the night and had missed seeing her mother once again. But that was not entirely her fault. No, Hinata was becoming bored with her days. So long ago had she been up to Olympus playing with the other goddess and eating the delicate foods of the immortals. Now she was to spend her days alone in the mortal forest with nothing to do but read their books, run through the fields of flowers, and wait for her mother to visit. Hinata kept missing her though, she used to be restless and would spend the whole night with her, but now, the minute she got home she lied down in her bed and just falls asleep. Her days were spent with picking flowers, napping in the fields, running around like she was an animal, and then coming home to read and sleep. None of the others came down to speak to her or even spend a few minutes with her. How she missed being up there with the others, but her mother refused to let her back up there. Kurenai said it had something to do with the dirty men that had impure thoughts about her.
Hinata was too innocent to realize what she was speaking of, and still now she had no idea of what her mother spoke of. All her life was kept sheltered from harm and even harmful knowledge. Hinata didn't think much of it, but she had seen as the mortal men and woman thought it alright to hold one another tightly, to press their lips together in almost a forceful fight for dominance, and to even begin to remove their clothing. She did not know what it was, but it was odd to see and Hinata thought it best to just leave the mortals be and go about her day like she had seen nothing. But whatever they did, it looked like something they had enjoyed since she had seen many of these couples come back over and over again. She could not explain the feeling in her chest at the ache and need of a companion and someone that would hold her with the compassion that Ino spoke of so much.
She cleared her head of all those thoughts and readied herself for another day that was sure to be just like the last. She brushed through her long hair and placed on a fresh gown after cleaning herself of the sweat and dirt from yesterday's playing. Hinata walked over to the little hearth and prepared a fire to warm up her chilling body. As the fire grew, she took a plump apple from the basket her mother had left for her and lightly bit through the thin skin and into the soft fruit inside. There was nothing to rush about so she grabbed her basket and sat beside the fire with the apple still held in her hand. The goddess of fire was to be thanked and Hinata quickly tossed in a few strawberries that were quickly eaten by the fire; she smiled as the sweet scent wafted into her cabin home. She sighed as she finished the last of her apple and clutched the seeds in her hands and tossed the core into a compost pile as she exited her home. Hinata never tossed away the seeds, it was like tossing away children and she would not stand for that.
Her feet knew the way better than her head and with not much thought she drifted to thinking about something else as her legs carried her away. It was becoming later in the seasons and the days were becoming shorter and Hinata would soon have much more night than she wanted. Hinata was no night child, the sun and the bright blue skies with soft clouds were her elements that she could not live without. Hinata was soon pulled from her worry of losing the sun as her feet stopped moving and she stood in an empty field with a bunch of little saplings growing here and there. Hinata smiled as tree dryads and spirits of the plants peeked out from behind the large trees and watched as she bent down to the ground. Hinata quickly dug a hole into the ground and dropped her seed and then lightly covered and padded the dirt on to it. She did this two more times and with it finished she dusted her dress of the dirt and tried to clean her hands.
"Here you are Lady Hinata," a young dryad smiled shyly as she held up a wooden bowl of water.
"Thank you kindly," she spoke in a soft and very feminine voice that brought a blush a to the girl's face. Hinata quickly cleaned her hands of the dirt and suggested the water to be used to water the new trees. The dryad quickly nodded in agreement and Hinata giggled lightly and patted the girl's dark green hair. Hinata left the scene as the other little spirits of the forest soon began to come alive as the day came to a quick start. Hinata was glad that they did not run from her, but they only just hid away as she passed or stepped aside as to make way for her. Hinata could not image how they would have acted if her mother walked before them; she giggled at the thought of a few of them fainting just at the site of the beautiful goddess of harvest. Hinata was about to enter the little village area as to look through the goods that the mortals offered to one another. She had learned a good trick from her mother on how to conjure up a simple fog as to block the mortal's perceptions on how she looked. With this fog Hinata could look like a plan old peasant girl and it helped to make a quick getaway.
"Oh Lady Hinata," a dryad ran up to her and tugged on her dress, "please, come quickly! Something has come through our forest!" Hinata was dragged behind the dryad that pulled her through a dense part of the forest with quick feet. She nearly stumbled at the speed and grace that the dryad had. Hinata was glad when the dryad stopped but she was startled upon the site of death before her. Hinata lightly covered her mouth as she watched little forest spirits try and re-grow what was once there. "Lady Hinata," the dryad looked to be in tears, "we have not one clue on what has walked through this forest, for no one has seen who." The dryad rubbed watery eyes and sniffled, "May you alert someone that some hellish beast is stalking the forest?"
"Of course," Hinata nodded and she reached down and touched the path of death, "I will do it now." Hinata turned on her heels and ran back to her cabin as to find a way to send a message to Olympus of what has happened.
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"You should not be on this mountain top Itachi," Minato said strongly as he took his seat at his throne with a glass of wine in his hand, "you have not been invited."
"Come now my King," Itachi smirked as Minato glared since he knew that the male was only mocking him, "I have only a simple question and after that I will be on my way as to not bother you any longer."
"Ask your question then."
"I would like your permission as to ask your daughter Hinata for her hand in marriage," he spoke calmly waiting for the reaction that he was to get. Itachi had thought this over as the sisters of fate yapped on and on in his ears about some other nonsense that he did not care for. Only two things would happen at the moment, the great King would begin to laugh at his proposal like it was a joke, or grow angry that he dare ask him that kind of question.
Minato smiled brightly and began to laugh in hysteria as the question finally reached and echoed in his head. It was the oddest things that he had ever seen, that Itachi the ruler of the Underworld would want a girl like Hinata to be his wife. Minato had seen that his daughter was indeed pretty, but she had almost no real power in the world above and rarely ever came to Olympus alongside her mother; he almost thought he would fall off his throne with how hard he had laughed. The only good thing was that Kurenai was too far away to hear him or what the god before him had asked. He looked back to see the deadly serious face on Itachi and quieted his laugher while wiping his eyes of tears. "You cannot be serious Itachi? A girl like her trapped in the Underworld would not last very long." He let out a deep breath to calm himself more, "I advise that you drop this silly notion to marry the girl before Kurenai gets word of it."
"So that is what you chose," Itachi spoke, "to deny I, the keeper of the dead, a wife that spends all her time on the mortal earth. I do not think it right of you to deny," he gave a hard glare and then motioned to the earth below, "How would I love to witness the mortals run in chaos as the dead walk among them. Watch as bloodied, beaten, and rotting neighbors walk about the city as though they were normal once more." Itachi looked back to Minato with a sharp look and a very serious face, "How does that sound, my King?"
Minato growled as he was pushed into the corner and the only way out was to give the god what he wanted. He thought it over for a moment; how could he get out of this without offending Itachi more and angering Kurenai to the point of blind fury. He took a large gulp of the wine and even had some run down the sides of his mouth. He wiped his mouth with his arm and glared at Itachi, "I do not deny or approve of it Itachi. Take that as you will."
"Pleasure seeing you again my King," Itachi turned away and descended the stairs down to where his silver chariot waited with demon looking horses with bat wings waited. Minato regretted his choice and knew that sooner or later that this event was going to come back and haunt him and cause a lot of pain. It was too late to take back what he had said as he watched the god ride into the sky and out of site. He could feel it growing in his gut and no matter how much wine he consumed he could not ride himself of the feeling.
"My King," his messenger, Iruka flew over to him and reached into his bag and handed him a scroll. "Lady Hinata has sent the message that the spirits of the forest are frightened of a hellish beast walking through their forest."
"Oh I know the beast Iruka," Minato grunted as he sunk in his chair. Iruka looked at him in confusion, "he will no longer be bothering them, send that information back." Iruka bowed and flew back down to the mortal world as to give them the news. "Oh Kurenai will have my head."
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Hinata smiled lightly to herself as she pranced through the field of flowers as the news was given to her. She knew that her great god leader would take care of them and that there was no need to worry with him around. She lightly placed the newly made crown of flowers on her head and then looked down on her dress that had been different from the last. This one was almost a light shade of blue that had a slit by the left leg that made the dress easier to walk in and added a 'sexy' charm to it –as Ino had once put it. Hinata lightly ran her hands over the two clasps that held her straps to the rest of the dress. Hinata had smiled as she touched the golden clasps that were shaped to look like they were flowers. How happy she was when her mother presented her with the gift when she had turned the proper age to be considered a woman among the others. Hinata had noticed how long it had been since she last wore them and took it upon herself to where them more often.
"Oh," Hinata stopped and lightly dropped to her knees. She gave a sad sigh and lied on her side, "I bore of this, and I no longer wish to live out here as the others are allowed to do as they please." She rolled onto her back and starred up at the sky, which was clear of clouds; even the clouds had gone away to do as they pleased. Hinata was again left to think of something to do before she bored herself into a light nap that would end up in her just going home to sleep more. Hinata could not get to Olympus on her own, and she if she asked her mother to take her she would not leave her alone. Hinata loved her mother but she wasn't a child anymore and nothing was more embarrassing then being followed around by your mother.
She sighed lightly and sat back up. She kneeled and began to pick the flowers and arrange a bouquet of all the colors in hopes of occupying her time. The wind blew a bit harder than she had expected and ended up blowing the crown off her head. Hinata sighed and ran after her crown that had been full of lilies, lavender, and chrysanthemums. Her smile brightened once catching the crown and holding it in her hands. Hinata placed it atop her head and before she could turn on her heels, she felt something very dark and cold under her. Before she had time to even register what was going on, she felt a strong arm wrap around her middle and began to pull her down. Hinata let out a scream of terror and a plea of help, but it seemed that her cries were heard by none and the hole that had opened under her was now above her and began to close. She felt tears burn at her wide eyes as she watched the last of the sun's ray's shine and she was then surrounded by darkness. Hinata had feared the worst, but what she witnessed was much worse than what she could have thought of; she looked over and spotted that the Ruler of the Underworld had been the one to pull her into the depths of hell. She heard the sound of wings flapping and the neigh of a horse but as her feet had touched the floor of the chariot she spotted that it was dark silver and that Itachi was much closer to her than she thought.
Hinata could not believe that she was so close to him, she felt the coldness of his exposed body against her. She was surprised that he could wear clothing that ran diagonal down from his left shoulder to right above his right hip in the bitter coldness of hell. Her eyes traveled and landed upon his face with his sharp and strong features; she nearly felt the need to whimper as his eyes were locked ahead in a deathly serious mode; he looked as if nothing had happened, like he had not just abducted her just seconds before. Then another thought had hit Hinata, what was his reasoning? Was she to be killed? Held as ransom for some powerful and godly item that would allow Itachi to take control of the world above and through Minato off his throne? Or was he just in a mood to start trouble with Kurenai? A sudden chill ran up her spine and she jumped as she heard the horses land on the ground and but she had yet to turn around. What she had seen was very odd, Hinata watched as what looked like souls walking in line and being almost questioned by cloaked beings holding lists. Hinata would have thought that the process of being dead was not as complex as that, but she shook her head of the thoughts. She had bigger things to worry about. Hinata felt the tightness around her middle loosen and she just merely stood in the chariot with her clenched fists up to her mouth. Hinata watched as Itachi stood before the opening of the chariot and looked to her with his red eyes; she felt a shiver run down her back and took a step back away from him. Hinata hit the back of the chariot and spun around to see that the horses that had flew them down were nothing but black skin and bones, with large black bat wings tucked back as they stood. She gasped as skeleton guards worked on unharnessing the horses and took them off through two large pillars that led to a very large castle that loomed in the background.
"Dear Lady Hinata," she turned back and blushed at the site of him. His eyes almost looked soft as they looked upon her and he lightly held out his hand for her to grab. She looked from him to his hand slowly reached out to grab it-
"LORD ITACHI!" Hinata jumped back and looked over to see that three woman all in cloaks that hid their faced walk to him. She glanced at him and shrunk back at the site of his glare that had disrupted the calm look on his face before. Hinata just helped herself off the chariot and stood bag as the three women began to ramble on about things that he had missed and almost seemed to be scolding him. Hinata didn't know that anyone would scold him, he ruled the Underworld, who would dare? "You've missed the demigod that had trumped through here like he owned the place…"
"Not to mention we have multiple waiting to hear your judgments on the souls that have been killed by the Gods…" another one continued.
"And now we have been set back for a month on all this work." Hinata watched as the three women spoke as if they were one person and as Itachi looking to be holding back a groan. He pinched the bridge of his nose and closed his eyes tight. "Lady Hinata daughter of Kurenai," Hinata looked up at them.
"Just on schedule," the other piped in while grabbing her hand.
"You're room is waiting for you with a tailor to start making your gowns," the three surrounded her as they pushed her along the path to the castle with Itachi following behind them. "We have picked all the colors that suit your nature,"
"But most of them will be the color of black and red for that fact that you live here now," Hinata looked to her left with shock.
"Though he hasn't told you yet huh? He was going to tell you over a nice dinner…"
"Not that you'll be going…"
"We should really stop talking,"
"Oh but it won't be long until she figures it out…"
"She is innocence, she will not figure it out-"
"You've become daft!"
Hinata felt her head spin with all the conversation going on around her from the three women. All that was going on was so much to take in that she nearly fainted on the spot of what was being said. Even as she began to look around they continued to talk on and on. Hinata looked to see that there were really no colors in the Underworld and that the path way to the castle was lined the precious stones growing out of the grown. She was amazed to see that diamonds, rubies, and sapphires growing. She was amazed but yet something within her could not find the silver lining in the clouds -since there were no clouds to be seen- and she began to feel a sinking feeling in her chest. She was going to live here from now on from what the three sisters had said and that meant that there would be no more flowers to be picked, fruits to grow, and no mother to see. Could her mother come and save her? She was unsure of other gods or goddesses were allowed to come into this domain without permission from Itachi. Hinata went back to looking around and saw the barren and bone colored trees, in the distant she saw a bit of the other lands were the dead went, and she watched as skeleton guards bowed as they passed.
"Quick dinner will be set soon!" One sister cried as she walked ahead of the group, "I will go check the eye-"
"You are not to touch the eye sister," one called after and then followed her sister.
"How can she see fate if she cannot see where she is going," the third one laughed as she went after the other two and Hinata just stood there before the large palace. It towered high into the…sky? Hinata was unsure of how to be put how tall the building was. She glanced around to see that no one was around; Hinata quickly turned around ready to run back to the chariot in hopes to find a way out. But her plans were futile; the second she turned around she was face to face with Itachi. Hinata had completely forgotten that he was behind the group and she felt herself go rigid when he looked down on her. Hinata's eyes were wide with fear and she felt a hand come down on her shoulder; she quickly pulled away from it and then saw that it had indeed been Itachi that had tried to grab her shoulder. She looked back at him and was mentally surprised that the god almost looked hurt, but it was quickly hidden away.
He instead motioned with his hand into the palace, "After you Lady Hinata."
"O-okay…" she slowly walked in, fearing that it was wrong to give her back to him. Hinata had no choice though, he refused to take the lead; he probably knew that she would try to run which was very true. Hinata could only hear their steps as they walked through the empty halls. She looked around at all the paintings that hung on the walls, the statues that looked to be made of people. She could only guess they had been turned to stone by…her. Hinata could not even speak her name without fear of what would happen; no she kept her mouth shut and when she came to an impasse Hinata just stopped. She looked down one hall, and then the other. They looked completely similar and she began to grow shakier as she stood there. She nearly screamed as a hand was again on her shoulder, but she did not move away from it. Hinata slowly turned her head and looked to Itachi, who was still behind her, and waited for what he was about to say.
"Would you like to go eat?" Itachi asked as lightly as he could, hoping that she would not faint out of fear. He hadn't thought her to be this scared of him, but he was greatly mistaken. Even now as he waited for a response she looked about ready to break down in tears. And what was even worse that he had found it unbelievably cute and alluring. He was sure that being around death had made him a bit off, but even that was just wrong of him to think. Hinata shook her head and starred at the ground with her hands holding herself in hopes that she could keep herself from shaking. Itachi gave a light sigh and pointed down to the right, "This is the hall to your room, let me show you," he turned her shoulders in the direction of her room and slowly led her down the hall. Itachi had no removed his hands from her shoulder and even though he knew it would frighten her, he moved lightly moved his right thumb over the soft skin of her shoulder. In all truth he was very much surprised at the feel. Itachi just looked ahead and glanced out at the female before him who was as tense as over under his hold. He was almost giddy with the thought of having her here, having her within his domain so that he could see her anytime that he pleased, and with enough persuasion –he smirked- he could have her beside him in bed. Yes, the only thing that would make this better is if she would just eat something.
"Here we are," he said lightly as they approached large doors designed with flowers into the dark red wood, "this is one of the places you are allowed to stay in," he almost chuckled as she mouthed the words 'one of them' under her breath with a look of confusion. A guard was stationed on each side of her door, "Open," he commanded. The two gave a low bow and opened the doors to the lavish room inside. They went back to their positions and as the two entered they got down to one knee. Itachi hid a smile as Hinata pulled from his gasp to explore the room that was hers.
Hinata had to admit that the room was not as dark and dank as she expected, or that she was to even get her own room to sleep in. Hinata found that she had a large dresser that opened up to reveal stacks of cloth that had yet been made into anything all in various dark colors and a few that were lightly colored. She closed the doors and went over to the large 180 degree mirror that allowed to her to see how all over her looked in her clothing. Hinata was almost excited for this if she had not remembered she was in the Underworld, but the view of her window was of her window was deceiving; she walked over to the large window that was the twin to the one on the other side of the large bed and saw that an island was in her view. She was sure that was the place where all the good mortals in the world went after death; it was almost assuring to know not everyone must suffer. She had heard that the people of this island got to live on with the memories of their past life and lived like they would normally: being able to hunt, fish, feast, work, build, and do as they pleased for eternity. But she had also heard that it was very rare to be given a home like that, most of the souls went to a barren land where they could not feel joy or suffer and remembered nothing of their life before death. Hinata stepped back from the window and drew the curtain so that no one could peer in on her and she did the same with the other. Her feet then took her over to the dresser that had another mirror but atop on the dresser was a small vase, filled with the most beautiful flowers she had ever seen. Only three sat in the vase and they radiated a light glow of white from their petals. She lightly touched them and gasped lightly as the flowers almost moved towards her touch. She gave a light smile and caressed the petals, even though they were not as soft as she would have liked. Hinata placed both hands on the wooden dresser and glanced back at Itachi, "Th-thank you….L-Lord Itachi…"
He gave a nod, "I hope to see you in the morning," he stepped back then Hinata watched as he walked away and the guards closed the doors. Hinata let out a deep breath once she was truly alone and slumped back against the dresser. She was right back to where she started: with nothing to do. She let her eyes scan over the room once more and she stopped when a small book shelf came into site. She was surprised that she did not see it before and without much thought she walked over to it and kneeled before it. Hinata ran her finger over the books that looked to be written a long time ago. She picked one out and began to skim through it to find that the book dated back to when the Titans were free and a story of how the world was even before the mortals. She put it back and then picked out another that was actually written by a mortal woman. Hinata flipped through the book to find that in the middle of the book, in the middle of the page was where the writing stopped and there was a large blood stain on that page that leaked through to the others. Hinata then came to a sudden realization that this woman may have died in the middle of writing. She dropped the book on the ground and got to her feet. Hinata backed away from it until she fell back on the bed.
Hinata went wide eyed as she dug her fingers into the sheets; her bed was much too soft. She curled up on her side and closed her eyes almost imagining that she was back in her field of flowers. Maybe this is what a cloud felt like when one slept in Olympus. Hinata just decided that some sleep would help her clear her head and think of a better plan to get escape the Underworld, something only a few people had been able to do.
Elsewhere in the palace sat an annoyed god as he sat at the head of his table that was full of food. There was forced to sit with the three sisters that yapped his ears off with business. Itachi did enjoy his job, but that didn't meant he wanted to it every minute of every day. He tried to tone out the sounds of them and focused on his real plan for the moment, and that was to arrange a marriage for him and his goddess. But the sisters were relentless and continued on.
"Told you she would not come," the one right across from him spoke. Her hood was pulled down to show that she had blonde hair pulled down into two pigtails that lied against her back. She, like the others of the sisters had no eyes except for the one that she held in her hand.
"We all knew that she was to not come, and that she is to not eat for the next seven days," the sister with dark short hair spoke.
"And that she will not leave her room for the next two," this sister had purple hair that was pulled up into a spiked bun. "For as we speak she sleeps and dreams of returning home-"
"I understand," Itachi groaned out, "you three can see everything and anything that can happen, now please cease with your talking so that I may think."
"It won't work," the blonde one said, "I am Tsunade eldest sister of fate with Shizune and Anko. We are not to be ignored by even you Lord Itachi," she glared lightly as she held up a pair of rusted scissors, "we are the reason your realm is filled with souls and for this reason we are the reason you have a purpose." Itachi gave a low growl and Tsunade sat back in her seat, "I recommend that you prioritize better; you brought her down her but you cannot make her love you even in a forced marriage."
"When will she fall in love," Itachi asked as he sat foreword, "tell how long I must suffer for some emotion out of her that is not fear."
"We cannot and shall not say," Shizune said lightly as she ran her finger over a few of the strings of fate, "we are not here as your personal servants, are job is to tell you when the mortals die, that is all anything else is just us speaking of what we have seen."
"But we can tell you this," Anko stood along with her sisters, "you are to change if you want her to change." With that they had walked out while rambling off other things that had to be done. Itachi was left in the empty dining area and finally in quiet; he used this moment to think something that he could do to change. But what was he to do, where bright colors and smile? He ruled the dead, and if they did not fear him he would lose the power of his subjects and the souls. There had to be something else, maybe he could change the surroundings a bit? It's not like this place was completely barren. Yes, he smiled to himself…he would make her something to enjoy. And by the sisters' words, he had two days to do it. Then there was no time to waste; Itachi got to his feet and went to look for one of his judgment elders, one could find lost souls to work for him in return for entrance to the underworld.
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Above, on the mortal plan, the gods and goddesses were in chaos. Kurenai had gotten a bad feeling as she was walking through the villages of the mortals as to be sure that everything was growing well in their fields. Something inside her burned and she hurried back to Olympus to see if she could contact Hinata, and be sure that she was okay. Iruka was to send the message to her, but he had returned with her letter in hand. Kurenai was mad that he did not deliver, but she caught the look on his. He looked hurt, confused, and panicked. He uttered the most horrifying words that Kurenai had ever heard: 'I can't find her.' Kurenai felt something inside her break, but was then replaced with furry. She grabbed her chariot and rode down to the human world and began to search for her only daughter.
And as anger and sadness consumed her, the crops began to die. The gods and goddesses watched as the mortal race began to panic and pray for anything. They wanted the hunt to be better, begged for forgiveness, and punished themselves as to please Kurenai. She had not heard their prayers or seen their punishment; all she looked and listened for was for a sign of her daughter. She was scared, there was nowhere that he daughter could go! Hinata was usually trapped in the forest and fields; she could not get to Olympus and she could only go into the one village near her home. Everywhere she looked was a dead end, and no matter whom she asked they all had said that did not know. Kurenai went back to Olympus as to find who was to blame for letting someone steal her daughter. She knew someone would have had to have seen it.
And one did, Kyuubi the sun god sighed as he approached the grieving woman and spoke of what he had saw and heard. He had seen her precious daughter about in the field. Then he witnessed as a hole opened beneath her. She screamed for help but it was too late. Kyuubi would have spoken sooner, but it seemed that no one had bothered to ask him and when he searched for Kurenai, she was somewhere else. Kyuubi then mentioned that, upon his own thinking, that something from below the earth took her, but he could not guess who.
Kurenai now was standing before Minato with a hard glare on her face as the food that had lain out on long tables began to rot with each passing second and the wine went bad. "You know where Hinata is!"
Minato glared, "You have no right to yell at me-"
"Silence!" Kurenai said sharply and cut off Minato, "She is missing, your own daughter is not anywhere to be found and all you can do is sit there like nothing is wrong!"
"She is not my concern, you made that very clear to me and I will not have you accusing me of your mistake!" He stood on his feet which made Kurenai flinch back, "She is yours to worry about! She is her own goddess, a weak one, but a goddess. If you want her back so badly then look for her!"
"Very well then," she spoke in a deathly calm voice, "but if I must suffer, so will the mortals." She turned away and began to walk down the steps. The other immortals watched in silence as she walked to the large gates. "I hope the mortals can last long, since their crops will not grow until I find my daughter."
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Two days, Hinata opened her eyes, two days had she kept herself in the confines of her room. She was growing restless once more, but she feared leaving the room, the only place that she had a good knowing of where everything was. She watched as small specs of dust floated through the air, this what her life had reduced itself too. Hinata could not leave in fear of death but staying in her room would surly lead to it very soon. There was nothing that could occupy her thoughts while she lied on the bed; surely someone had to be looking for her, right? They would not just forget about her, her mother would be sure of that. She slowly turned her head to the side and looked at the large walls that were decorated with red, purple, and black flowers; it was scary but yet pretty in its own way. She then sat up as there was a light knock on her door. "I am no mood to leave, please leave me be." Hinata had gotten use to saying that only phrase. Servants came to her everyday asking if she would like to bathe, to eat, or to be led to the main room where Itachi was to be found. She just kept denying every offer.
"Lady Hinata," this was the voice of one of the guards at the door to her room, she had come to recognize the raspy voice of the once Greek warrior. "The Weaver is here for your fitting, you do not have to leave your room if you so wish."
Hinata raised a brow, "Weaver…Let her in." She watched as a four armed woman walked in with her abnormally long arms used as four other legs. She wore rags and her hair was trailing on the floor. Hinata cowered back until she hit the back bed post. The two guards got back up from one knee and closed the doors behind the Weaver. "Th-the Weaver…" she stuttered with fear lacing her voice, "I-I a-as-assume?"
"Indeed my Darkest Lady," her voice was low for that of a woman, like she had inhaled smoke for most of her life. She lifted her head up and two big yellow eyes starred at her as her smile revealed pointy teeth that were stained. Hinata bit back the need to scream and clutched the bed sheets tighter in her hands. "I am here to start on your royal dresses. Your wedding dress is very close to being done-"
"W-Wedding!" Hinata yelled out at her, cutting of the woman and making the Weaver frown. "I-I'm s-sorry, b-but wh-whom am I to b-be married to?"
"Way the Ruler of the Underworld of course," she smiled once more as fear wrote itself on Hinata's face. "Why else would you be here in the most lavish room?" She laughed menacingly at the goddesses confusion, "you indeed are a beauty, but not very bright my Darkest Lady." The Weaver went over to the dresser and ran long boney fingers over the clothes, "Hmm, this will not be too hard," she used her other hands to motion Hinata over as she began to pull some things out of her bag. Hinata slowly slid off the bed and just stood there, afraid to get any closer. The woman glared, "Insolent girl," the long arms shot out and grabbed Hinata, causing her to scream as they pulled her closer to the Weaver. Both guards were quick to react and opened the door with spears at the ready; "Oh she was just a bit frightened," the Weaver craned her head over to the two with a smile, "no need to get so worked up." Both guards looked to one another and then back to Hinata.
"You may go back to your post," she said lightly. They nodded and exited while the Weaver began to measure Hinata every which way with an old battered rope. "Wh-when in this wedding?" she obeyed as the woman made her lift up her arms and spun her around a few times.
"From what I have heard, very soon," she began to tuck away all the fabrics that were once in the dresser. She then held out one hand to her, "I will take my payment now."
Hinata looked around and then on her person, "I have nothing to give you at the moment…"
"Hmmm," she rubbed her chin, "I'll take one of your clasps," she lightly touched the golden flower. Hinata flinched back.
"Th-this was a-a gift from m-my mother…"
"All the better payment," the Weaver smirked and ripped the clasp off. Hinata quickly held that part of her dress up as the strap fell off her shoulder. "Oh don't be so modest," she took hold of the strap and pulled up a rusted looking needle. Hinata was amazed that with swift movements her dress was sewed back up so that her dress would stay up. "I will return with your dresses tonight." With that the Weaver exited and left Hinata standing there, practically shaking in her sandals.
Hinata was to be married, to Itachi….
"M-mother…." Hinata said under her breath as tears spilled from her eyes; Hinata was terrified. She was getting married to a man that had abducted her from her home and her mother wasn't even here. Hinata always thought of marriage and even if it was a bad one, she wanted her mother's approval and for her to be there at least. Hinata didn't know if this day could get any worse than it already was. She had to get out of this room; Hinata ran over to the door and knocked, "O-open if you would be so kind."
The doors opened for her and the guards looked to her with no eyes in their skulls, "Do you need something Lady Hinata?"
"I-I want to go outside," she said quickly, "if you could please show me the way…"
The guards looked to each other, and then one spoke almost in fear, "We apologize but Lord Itachi gave the strict order to send you to him first if you would like to exit the castle."
Hinata bit her lip and thought for a moment, "Could you please show m-me the way to him?"
One guard nodded and went over to the wall were a small bell was placed. He tapped the side lightly and then waited. Hinata thought it odd since the bell made no sound, but it had to since there was a maid walking….well more floating to her. Hinata watched as the woman's feet hovered above the ground as she gave a light curtsy to her. "Take Lady Hinata to Lord Itachi."
"Yes," her voice was like a little bell and Hinata followed to the side of her. Hinata was amazed as the spirit woman indeed looked like a maid; her clothes were indeed nicer than a normal peasant girl would wear but it was still not as nice as Hinata's own clothing. She was sure that only skeletons worked in the castle, but she was clearly mistaken. The maid took notice of her starring, "Is something the matter my Darkest Lady?"
"You're feet do not touch the ground," Hinata blushed, "I'm so sorry, but I am not used to being around…around…"
The maid smiled lightly, "the dead?" Hinata nodded, "Yes, I thought as much my Darkest Lady," the woman floated down so that her feet were on the ground, "Is that better," she asked as she now walked beside Hinata. The goddess nodded and the made gave a nod back, "Here you are my Darkest Lady," the maid bowed as they both stood before a large opening. She went off to the side and left Hinata standing before the opening to the large room. Hinata peeked in and awed at the vast size of what she assumed was Itachi's throne room. Hinata gulped as she slowly walked in and looked to the long tables that were over flowing with food from the underworld. It all looked normal, but she was sure that it wasn't. Guards stood at each opening to the halls and what looked like three bat women were perched on the high windows that had let in little light. Torches were all the walls that kept this place lit and Hinata walked the large red carpet that was a top the stone floor. She looked to the food once more and felt as her stomach ache with the need for food, but something within her mind told her that eating would cost her everything.
"Lady Hinata," she jumped and spun around to see that Itachi stood in a door way, "I'm glad to see that you have ventured out of your room." His words held no tone of a feeling, but the look upon his face gave little information to what was that feeling. She watched as he walked to his throne with three men that walked behind them, "Do not fret," he said while taking his seat, "the men will be on their way very soon."
"Oh she is very lovely Itachi," one looked to her and caused Hinata to shiver. His skin was white with yellow eyes and long black hair, "I wonder how long until her name appears on my list," he laughed as Hinata's eyes widen.
"Do not speak to her Orochimaru," Itachi glared at the male, "you have a job to do and it's not to be done in the Underworld." Orochimaru scoffed but made his way to a hall that would surely lead to a way out, but Hinata wasn't going to follow.
"Enjoy your stay," he smirked as he passed her. Hinata had heard of Orochimaru before, he ran the boat that brought over souls over to the underworld from the mortal world.
"Oh yes," Hinata jumped as a hand lightly held her chin and turned her to face him. Hinata starred into dark purples eyes that had black rings in them. His hair was orange and his face was covered in piercings. "The mortal spirits have caught word of your arrival and wait for how you will change the Underworld." He let her go and took hold of her hand but Hinata quickly pulled her hand away from his. "Forgive me," he bowed, "I am Pein I decide who enters the eternal paradise after serving rebirth three times." Hinata just nodded, "I guess I will be on my way," he quickly walked off following the path that Orochimaru had taken. The last male looked very much like Itachi, but his hair was much longer and wilder, he just glanced at Hinata as he walked past, and Hinata starred into red eyes with a black pinwheel in each. She looked away as he passed and just waited until he exited.
"My apologies Lady Hinata," Itachi said as he pinched the bridge of his nose, "I had an emergency meeting, but you have impeccable timing." He stood up and walked until he was about five feet away from her. "Come with me, if you would," he held out his hand and Hinata had a déjà vu; it was just like when she stood on his chariot, his hand was held out to her and his eyes were soft. Hinata gulped lightly and hesitantly reached out her hand to his; she blushed as his rather large and calloused hand held hers with almost a perfect fit and began to pull her down to another hall. Hinata followed only slightly behind him since it was hard to keep up with his strong strides. "I have been rather upset that you have barricaded yourself in your room," his words were soft and Hinata did have to admit that listening to him speak was almost like listening to a lullaby….at times. "But I see that I have done wrong," he pushed open stain glass doors and Hinata gasped at the site.
Itachi couldn't help but smile as he watched the female beside him let go of his hand and enter the make-shift garden. Large fruit plants surrounded an open field of the flowers that she had been placed in her room. She smiled happily as she began to tear up at the look of what she had been missing. Hinata gave a sound of joy and sat herself in the flowers that moved to her touch, almost as if they were alive. Hinata giggled and lied back in the field that had been created just for her and smiled blissfully as she closed her eyes. Her body filled with the joy that she had been missing. "Lady Hinata," she lifted herself back up with her arms and looked to the dark god, "You have so much more to see, please come with me if you would." Hinata nodded and walked back over to him; she went red as he grabbed her hand in his without much hesitation. "I know that all of this is very new to you, but I hope that you find enjoyment while here."
"L-Lord Itachi," she said lightly as she looked up to him, "Is it true of what the Weaver spoke to me? That you plan on marrying me and that is the reason I was brought here?" Itachi nodded and Hinata could feel her heart begin to beat faster, "Then why kidnap me?"
"Would you have really come?" He glanced down at her and sighed as she muttered, 'I guess not.' Itachi stopped in the middle of the hallway and just looked down at her, "I know that I express my feeling…oddly and that you must have been frightened but," Hinata gasped lightly as he got down on one knee and looked to her with a soft smile and eyes to match, "I promise that my intentions are as pure as snow and all I want is for you to be happy with I as your husband." Hinata felt her whole body heat up at the sounds of his voice and his words; she was unsure of how to take these words. He must have meant it, there is no reason for him and try to lie to her and he seemed so…loving when he said it.
Hinata looked away with a pink cheeks, "W-what other p-places did you want t-to show me?" Itachi smirked as he could see the embarrassment that lingered on her features, but he dare not call her out on it. She would surely be his soon enough. Itachi stood and once again led her through the large halls, with their footsteps echoing off of them. She glanced up at him not knowing if she could ever look at him in the same light again.
"I find that you must be an advent reader," she nodded lightly; "well I do have a library, but avoid going in there for specific reasons." Hinata raised her brow as they stood before wooden doors "You'll see why in a moment." The doors opened with a light touch from her hand and something flew towards him, but Itachi easily caught it in his hands. He looked at it and Hinata nearly gagged, "an eye…"
"Oi," Anko yelled, "give it back Lord Itachi we were in the middle of something."
Hinata looked down and loosened her hold on him and his hand easily slid out of her own. Itachi walked over to the women and placed the eye back in its spot. She looked at the three sisters but then her eyes traveled over to all the books that littered tables, book, shelves and even the floor. Hinata went wide eyed at the vast amount of literature and she was sure that she was about ready to freak out. She walked over to one of the tables and picked up the book, they were all books of people's lives; some were longer since the person was reborn or a person did much more in their lives then normally. She flipped through one and it was the story of an old man that had worked as the king's guard. "Oh my…" she thought as she began to read a story about this man from the start of his childhood. Itachi looked over and smiled lightly and with the light movement of his hand a feminine chair lifted from the ground causing Hinata to gasp; she looked at the chair that was a dark red and she had to admit very soft. She glanced at him and blushed as he just looked to be smiling a bit as he went back to listening to the three women. Hinata sat back in her chair and couldn't help but think it might be…nice down here. She had things to do every day, other beings to interact with, and….she had a husband.
But, she didn't have her mother. How could Hinata go through with something like marriage without her mother by her side? As Hinata thought about it, she then realized that even if Hinata was okay with marrying him –not that she had decided to yet- her mother would never allow it. Hinata asked her mother about marrying a few times, but her mother only spoke that the immortals could only marry one another and that any god was selfish and arrogant. Kurenai just told her it was better to no marry and be free. Hinata just starred at the page of her book and thought back to the god that had brought her here; he didn't seem all that bad, and was even trying to make her happy while she was here.
Hinata sighed lightly and placed the book on her lap, still left open. She removed the wilting and dying crown of flowers from her head and watched as the flowers tried to come to life, but just could not. She picked the lavender flower and placed it in her book as to mark her spot. She just starred at the rest of her crown and watched as it died before her eyes. All the flowers that she loved were still in that field and she could never go back to them without the permission of Itachi, who would most likely not let her leave. She placed the crown on the table and just sat back in her chair and shut the book with one hand; Hinata had no idea what to do.
"Lady Hinata," Itachi walked to her, "I will be heading off to get some work done, I welcome you to join me."
"A-alright," she stood and exited the room with him. "Y-you may call me Hinata if you like Lord Itachi," she blushed as he glanced at her.
He smiled lightly, "Only if you refer to me as Itachi."
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Minato glared as he paced in the area of where his throne was stationed, "What am I to do about this," he looked down to the earth below and watched as the mortals began to go crazy with fear. The crops did not grow, the world was covered in snow and he was sure that Kurenai was the cause of it all. More death was occurring to famine and Minato was class to having all the gods and goddess riot and force him to do something. It had been almost a week now, and who was he to tell Itachi to give her back. He was sure that by now they were married and she was either locked away or had already eaten there. He ran his hand through his blonde locks and groaned, "Iruka," the winged messenger was quick to his side, "Go down to the underworld and tell Itachi that he must return what he has stolen." Iruka wanted to question but that was not his job, so he just nodded and flew down to the entrance of the underworld where Orochimaru would be waiting. Minato sighed and called to his wife, "Kushina," she looked to him, "locate Kurenai if you would, we need to bring an end to this." The red haired woman nodded and left the room with long strides.
It hadn't taken long for Kurenai to get the word that Minato had sent out someone to go get her daughter and she was quick to come back to Olympus. She looked tired, older then when he last saw her, and the glare in her eyes was nothing to be happy to see. She stormed in through the gates with Kushina walking calmly behind her.
"Well," she spoke in her demanding voice, "where is Hinata?"
"She should return at any moment, please just give the humans back their crops," he said with a bit of pleading.
"Not until she is back here!"
Down in the Underworld there was a different story, Itachi glared at the messenger god with fire burning in his eyes, "What do you mean he wants her back!" Iruka flinched back and once again explained what was going on in the mortal world above and if they did not act fast that the mortals would surely die off. Itachi only groaned and looked out the window to see that his wife tended to her garden, draped in black robes with two claps that were shaped like her new flowers and were a sterling silver. A top her head was a thin black crown that almost looked to be thorns. He looked back to him and sneered, "She is happy here."
"It does not matter," Iruka said again, "she is to return at this moment."
Itachi glared, "Not yet," he muttered to himself as he stood beside the throne that had been made just for Hinata that sat by his own. She had yet to eat anything, and once she left, he was sure that she would not return to him. He slammed his fist against the stone throne, "give me a moment, I will bring her in." Itachi said lightly as he walked out to the garden but had grabbed a pomegranate from the table before entering the hall. He smiled at the site of her, Hinata had spent most of her days either working with him or playing in her garden. Itachi approached her, careful not to stop on the books she left out in the flower field. "Hinata," she turned and smiled at him, "it seems that I have done you wrong and I apologize."
"What do you mean," she smiled lightly, "you have done me no wrong."
"Oh but I have," he said with a frown, but Hinata now he almost seemed to be playing with her. "You miss your home and I should allow you the chance to go back if you so choose to." He watched as her facial expression changed and it hurt him to see how happy she was at the sound of going home. "But I offer you something to eat before you leave," he handed her a half of the pomegranate, "the trip may be a bit long." Hinata took the half in her hand, not knowing if she should consume it or not. "Do not fret Hinata," he lightly kissed her temple, "I am able to run the Underworld in your absence but I do wish for you to return soon." Hinata nodded, "Iruka is waiting in the throne room for you, be safe." Hinata kissed his cheeks lightly and walked off back into the palace; Itachi just watched and smirked as she took a bite into the fruit. "Yes…I look forward to your return."
Hinata spit out the six seeds into a napkin as she walked into the throne room and cleaned her lips of the juice. She placed the fruit and the napkin on the table and continued on to the winged messenger, "Iruka," she smiled upon seeing him and he smiled back, "is it true that you are to take me home?"
"Indeed Lady Hinata," he smiled as he led her back outside and out the gates. The guards bowed as she passed and made several attempts to block off Iruka, but she had stopped them all. Hinata passed the many souls that were being sorted to either be reborn once more, punished, given paradise, or just live in a world of grey. They bowed and begged to her for mercy but all she did was smile and walk on with Iruka, and tried to hide that she was hurt. A part of her was glad that she ate the fruit; she did not want to leave her husband or the spirits that looked to her for safety in the afterlife. Then the other part of her regretted it, she was not going to see her mother for very soon and it was by her own doing.
"Is this goodbye Lady Hinata?" Orochimaru asked she went aboard the boat to be taken to the mortal world.
"I don't know," she said lightly but the male only smirked and took them back to the mortal world where a chariot waited for her to ride as Iruka flew back.
Hinata starred at the brightness of Olympus and it hurt her eyes for the first few seconds. She stepped onto the cloud and felt so out of her element as she walked up the steps with such bright colors, happy faces, and the lack of her husband. Hinata did not think that she could go on, but as her eyes landed the frame of her mother; Hinata broke down into tears. "M-Mother?"
Kurenai spun around and smiled, "Hinata," she ran to the girl and embraced her within her arms, "oh my dearest daughter. How I thought that I had lost you forever to the hellish Underworld. Are you alright," she looked to her daughter but her eyes fell upon the crown of thorns; Kurenai held her arms and took a step back and looked her daughter over, "You…Why do you show the color death upon your clothes, with a crown to match?" She gave a smile that looked panicked and laugh nervously, "Hinata…what happened to you, your lips are even stained red."
Hinata lightly touched her lips while Minato readied for the hell that was to be brought upon him. Hinata looked to her feet, "Mother…I have married Itachi."
"…." Kurenai let go of her daughter and just starred at her.
"I-I know that you are….angry mother," Hinata looked to her with plea filled eyes, "but he is good to me mother."
"I never gave you permission to marry," Kurenai shook her head, "no…no!" She glared, "You were forced to marry him since he abducted you, by our laws, our ways, that marriage is nothing. He will have to come up her and pry you out of my cold dead hands-!"
"I allowed him," Minato said standing from his throne, "Itachi has every right to marry who he wants, and he chose her." Kurenai slowly turned her neck to face him and Hinata flinched back. "Your daughter has made her choice-"
"Get him up here," Kurenai said looking to Minato, "He can come and try to take her back…"
"M-Mother," Hinata spoke lightly, "please do not do this." Kurenai looked at her, "I have already eaten in the Underworld, and soon enough I will be forced back."
"What did you eat my daughter," she said with worry."
"Six seeds of a pomegranate," Hinata spoke lightly.
"She did not eat the whole thing, so she doesn't have to go back," Kurenai said in a low voice.
"You are being ridiculous Kurenai," Minato said walking down to them, "she is to return to her husband whether you like it or not-"
"I was summoned," they looked over to see Itachi standing in the shadows of the pillars that surrounded the room. "Hinata," he smiled lightly and opened his arms to her as she ran to him. He stroked her back as she embraced him, "I didn't think that you would miss me that much."
"She won't let me go back," Hinata looked up at him, "and I don't want to upset her Itachi."
"You are responsible for this!" Kurenai yelled at Itachi, "how dare you steal my daughter like some thief! She is not going back to you," she watched as Itachi glared and stepped before Hinata. "She is staying in Olympus with me, and not even you can change that."
"By law as her husband I have more say in her life then you do," he saw her glare back, "and she wants to come back with me." They both just stood there with a glare on their face. Hinata could not stand it anymore and quickly stood before Itachi. He looked down at her, "Yes?" She motioned him to lean down and she whispered in his ear. "No, never." he shook his head as he stood straight, "I will not compromise with her." Hinata gave a pout and once again spoke softly so that he may only hear. Itachi shook his head, "No, you have already eaten in the Underworld..." she cut him off as she just stared at him with pleading eyes that looked to be welling up with tears; Itachi could not resist and wrapped his arms around her; he spoke against her neck; she blushed lightly as his lips brushed against her skin.
"I tire of this," Minato said, "what is this compromise?"
Itachi stood back up and as Hinata nodded he looked to the two, "I am willing to make a deal." He cleared his throat, "We will share her," Kurenai raised a brow, "She ate six seeds, so that means she will spend six months with me, and the rest with you."
"And if I refuse," Kurenai said crossing her arms, "I can tell you one thing the humans will starve without me."
"Then let them," he said with a wave of his hand, "all I need is my wife and with the humans all dead I have less work and more time with her."
Kurenai glared but could do nothing more than nod, "Alright then I except those terms, if I get her right now." Itachi glared but Hinata tugged at the clothes the covered his body; he nodded and Hinata went over to her mother who embraced her once more. "Say goodbye to….that Hinata," she smirked as Itachi's eye twitched, "you will not see him for the next six months." Kurenai left her daughter with a dark god and motioned that she wanted to have a word with Minato, who knew that he was going to be yelled at.
"I guess this is goodbye Itachi," she blushed lightly as he just took her hand in his and laced her fingers with his. "Will you be alright without me their?"
"For the most part," he spoke with a bit of sadness, "promise not to let any many touch you Hinata." She giggled lightly and nodded. "You should know," he smirked, "that once you return all your things will be moved to my room and you will be sleeping with me," he chuckled as she blushed pink and looked away. He brought his hands to his lips and gave the back of her hand a light kiss. "Until we meet again Hinata," she smiled softly and kissed his forehead and then went off to where her mother stood. Itachi sighed lightly and turned around to get to his chariot, he may have to wait a bit longer than he would have liked, but surely all his waiting will pay off in the end.
(End)
Okay, this is probably the longest thing I have written, but I like to apologize if it was slow and then suddenly got fast. I'm not very good with mythology but I hope that you guys kind of like it. Next one-shot is coming up and I can't wait to start writing it. Leave me a review ^^ Ja Ne.