Hinata's Journey
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Naruto › Het - Male/Female
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
12
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1,206
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2
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HJ2
Hinata found herself in a chest on top of some scrolls. For a long time she laid in the chest unmoving. After waiting a little longer, just in case, Hinata tried to left the lid and discovered it was stuck. Stifling the urge to cry in frustration, she began to make the hand seals that could possible earn her an escape. She had finally managed to get the chest lock to cooperate when she heard voices shouting.
Relocking the chest, she strained her ears to hear what the voices were saying. Lying completely still, she listened.
“Can you believe our luck?” One voice boasted loudly.
“We got the Kazekage’s sister.” Another voice called.
“Yeah we had a little fun with her before we got here but there is more than enough fun in this one to go around.” A third voice added glibly.
“Watch the mouth though it still bites!” The second voice swore loudly to the amusement of the others.
Activating her bloodline limit Hinata took a shaky breath. There were at twenty men. Only two of them had strong chakra signals. Hinata knew that however, she was going to proceed she had to do it with caution. Even though there only seemed to be two strong chakra signals, she rationalized that there had to be someone who had defeated the seemingly indomitable Temari.
As the first scream, rent the air Hinata felt every hair on her body stand up. Hinata turned her head and looked back to see what was happening, what she saw sickened her beyond rhythm or reason. Hinata had never been angry. It did not suit her personality but just seeing what the men were doing to Temari sent her into a fit. Taking deep breaths Hinata tried to calm herself.
“My anger will do nothing but get her and myself killed.” Hinata reasoned but felt something inside of her give. Hinata briefly realized that she was seeing through someone else’s eyes. The effects were startling. She could see naked men around her and feel someone’s hands on her. Without thinking Hinata formed thoughts for her vision to come back to her.
Hinata was unprepared for Temari to land in the chest with her completely naked and unconscious. Hinata felt her mouth drop open in shock and the need for oxygen was pressing. She could hear the men yelling and searching. Quickly Hinata undid the lock on the chest and got out. Dragging Temari, she put her under the bed before joining her. Putting up a shield to hide both her chakra and her location she waited.
One man entered the room and yelled at the others to find the damn Sand wench. Slamming the door, he swore profusely flopping into an armchair. Hinata could just make out his feet from under the bed. Hinata immediately saw that this man was concealing a large amount of chakra.
Hinata swallowed reflexively. This man was someone she hoped to avoid fighting if possible. In her current state, she would lose. The man gets up from the chair and quickly moves to the door yelling something about a commotion.
At that point, the walls start to cave in. Hinata’s mouth dropped open as she watched bits of the ceiling falling. The man in the doorway runs out of the room. Activating Byakugan Hinata notices that the walls will cave at any minute. Thinking quickly Hinata dragged herself and Temari from under the mattress and began to look for a place in the wall she could knock through to the outside.
“Someone is in my room!” Hinata she heard the yell. Gathering her chakra, she blasted a whole in the wall to the outside. Hinata just managed to conceal her own and Temari’s chakra and hide in the trunk when the door crashed open. Hinata had briefly glimpsed a rain soaked misty terrain and what looked like a battlefield.
“Oh please.” Hinata thought frantically as she heard someone crash through the door.
“I want all visitors to the country gathered at once!” A voice commanded. “Someone grab that trunk. We have to deliver it to the Grass Country.”
Hinata swore and activated her limit to see two men coming towards the trunk. Hinata waited for the right moment and as the men grabbed the handles of the trunk she sent sprang out effectively knocking out both men. Dragging a waking Temari out of the trunk Hinata smacked her soundly.
“There is no time to explain.” Hinata whispered. “Can you henge yourself into looking like this man?” At Temari’s nod Hinata began dragging off their clothes, as Temari henged herself to look like the dark haired and bandaged man wearing a hidden mist flak jacket and hidate. As they both dressed hurriedly and hid the bodies Temari spoke.
“Where is my fan?” Temari asked.
“No idea I just managed to keep you from…” Hinata paused. “We will have to worry about it later.”
“I need that fan.” Temari demanded staring at Hinata defiantly.
“If you can picture the fan clearly I can summon it for you later.” Hinata promised hoping that she could figure out a way to get the summoning to work on an inanimate object.
Temari eyed her for a moment before nodding her acceptance. When Hinata tried to transform into her man she found that her eyes seemed to defy transforming. Luckily, Hinata’s man only had one eye because Hinata could barely get the one eye to look right. Temari kept shaking her head at her attempts. Finally popping the dead man’s eye out of the socket and making her study it until she got it right.
Picking up the trunk, the two managed to leave the room. Both almost dropped the trunk when they saw who was in front of them.
“Get that trunk to Grass Country by sundown or your lives are forfeit.” A deep voice boomed from the shadows. It appeared that there would be five ninjas including Temari and Hinata going. A man appeared out of the shadows. His eyes had a hidden mist hidate tied around them like a blindfold. His yukata was pure white and stained with his blood. Chains of iron where latched onto ankles and wrists. The man opened the trunk and got in before closing it tightly behind him. Hinata and Temari stood holding the trunk between them stunned. A bolt of chakra appeared and hit the trunk. Both women could hear the screaming from inside as the trunk sealed itself shut. The travelling party all quickly saluted and moved out. Hinata and Temari both becoming uneasy with the way things were developing.
Relocking the chest, she strained her ears to hear what the voices were saying. Lying completely still, she listened.
“Can you believe our luck?” One voice boasted loudly.
“We got the Kazekage’s sister.” Another voice called.
“Yeah we had a little fun with her before we got here but there is more than enough fun in this one to go around.” A third voice added glibly.
“Watch the mouth though it still bites!” The second voice swore loudly to the amusement of the others.
Activating her bloodline limit Hinata took a shaky breath. There were at twenty men. Only two of them had strong chakra signals. Hinata knew that however, she was going to proceed she had to do it with caution. Even though there only seemed to be two strong chakra signals, she rationalized that there had to be someone who had defeated the seemingly indomitable Temari.
As the first scream, rent the air Hinata felt every hair on her body stand up. Hinata turned her head and looked back to see what was happening, what she saw sickened her beyond rhythm or reason. Hinata had never been angry. It did not suit her personality but just seeing what the men were doing to Temari sent her into a fit. Taking deep breaths Hinata tried to calm herself.
“My anger will do nothing but get her and myself killed.” Hinata reasoned but felt something inside of her give. Hinata briefly realized that she was seeing through someone else’s eyes. The effects were startling. She could see naked men around her and feel someone’s hands on her. Without thinking Hinata formed thoughts for her vision to come back to her.
Hinata was unprepared for Temari to land in the chest with her completely naked and unconscious. Hinata felt her mouth drop open in shock and the need for oxygen was pressing. She could hear the men yelling and searching. Quickly Hinata undid the lock on the chest and got out. Dragging Temari, she put her under the bed before joining her. Putting up a shield to hide both her chakra and her location she waited.
One man entered the room and yelled at the others to find the damn Sand wench. Slamming the door, he swore profusely flopping into an armchair. Hinata could just make out his feet from under the bed. Hinata immediately saw that this man was concealing a large amount of chakra.
Hinata swallowed reflexively. This man was someone she hoped to avoid fighting if possible. In her current state, she would lose. The man gets up from the chair and quickly moves to the door yelling something about a commotion.
At that point, the walls start to cave in. Hinata’s mouth dropped open as she watched bits of the ceiling falling. The man in the doorway runs out of the room. Activating Byakugan Hinata notices that the walls will cave at any minute. Thinking quickly Hinata dragged herself and Temari from under the mattress and began to look for a place in the wall she could knock through to the outside.
“Someone is in my room!” Hinata she heard the yell. Gathering her chakra, she blasted a whole in the wall to the outside. Hinata just managed to conceal her own and Temari’s chakra and hide in the trunk when the door crashed open. Hinata had briefly glimpsed a rain soaked misty terrain and what looked like a battlefield.
“Oh please.” Hinata thought frantically as she heard someone crash through the door.
“I want all visitors to the country gathered at once!” A voice commanded. “Someone grab that trunk. We have to deliver it to the Grass Country.”
Hinata swore and activated her limit to see two men coming towards the trunk. Hinata waited for the right moment and as the men grabbed the handles of the trunk she sent sprang out effectively knocking out both men. Dragging a waking Temari out of the trunk Hinata smacked her soundly.
“There is no time to explain.” Hinata whispered. “Can you henge yourself into looking like this man?” At Temari’s nod Hinata began dragging off their clothes, as Temari henged herself to look like the dark haired and bandaged man wearing a hidden mist flak jacket and hidate. As they both dressed hurriedly and hid the bodies Temari spoke.
“Where is my fan?” Temari asked.
“No idea I just managed to keep you from…” Hinata paused. “We will have to worry about it later.”
“I need that fan.” Temari demanded staring at Hinata defiantly.
“If you can picture the fan clearly I can summon it for you later.” Hinata promised hoping that she could figure out a way to get the summoning to work on an inanimate object.
Temari eyed her for a moment before nodding her acceptance. When Hinata tried to transform into her man she found that her eyes seemed to defy transforming. Luckily, Hinata’s man only had one eye because Hinata could barely get the one eye to look right. Temari kept shaking her head at her attempts. Finally popping the dead man’s eye out of the socket and making her study it until she got it right.
Picking up the trunk, the two managed to leave the room. Both almost dropped the trunk when they saw who was in front of them.
“Get that trunk to Grass Country by sundown or your lives are forfeit.” A deep voice boomed from the shadows. It appeared that there would be five ninjas including Temari and Hinata going. A man appeared out of the shadows. His eyes had a hidden mist hidate tied around them like a blindfold. His yukata was pure white and stained with his blood. Chains of iron where latched onto ankles and wrists. The man opened the trunk and got in before closing it tightly behind him. Hinata and Temari stood holding the trunk between them stunned. A bolt of chakra appeared and hit the trunk. Both women could hear the screaming from inside as the trunk sealed itself shut. The travelling party all quickly saluted and moved out. Hinata and Temari both becoming uneasy with the way things were developing.