Inbred

Chapter 28


Ninety-Seven.

Ninety-Eight.

Ninety-Nine.

One hundred strokes.

"Dammit Hinata, move your hands faster. I don't have all fucking night you know."

"S-Sorry Tayuya-chan!"

The impatient woman sighed and rolled her eyes. "And stop apologizing, it's so fucking annoying."

"I'm sor- yes, Tayuya-chan," the small girl corrected herself and placed the hairbrush on the vanity-counter as the red-head painted her lips in a similar colour.

Tayuya was one of the many girls that fate had not been kind to and eventually led her into Hatsumomo's grubby palms. Hinata didn't like to be around her because out of all the other women, she had the nastiest attitude, however, her kind heart still held pity for the girl.

Besides Hinata, Tayuya was the only other person that didn't share her past with anyone but while Hinata had to keep her true identity a secret for the sake of her life, Tayuya chose not to say anything just because she didn't want to 'bond' with anyone. She liked to be alone and she was the only girl Hatsumomo allowed to have a room all to herself.

Hinata pulled her dark locks into a high bun and secured them in place with long pins. Tayuya glared at the girl's reflection in the mirror and tapped her fingers against the vanity's polished surface. "All this time you're setting my hair I could be on the streets fucking my first client by now. If I don't make my quota tonight because of you I swear I'll gut you like a fish and sell your organs."

"It's a wonder you make your quota at all," came a voice from the dressing-room door. "With a mouth that filthy I'm surprised you don't scare your clients away."

The red-head's eyes snapped to the reflection of the girl that was now leaning against the door frame with her hands crossed over her chest.

"No one asked you, bitch!" she spat and Hinata wished she would keep her head still.

The brunette at the door put her hands up in mock defeat then made her way over to the other two women and started to assist Hinata with the mane of red curls.

"Don't you dare touch me," she snapped and would have pulled away but she couldn't risk messing up the hairstyle and having Hinata start over, she was already as late as it was.

"Calm down!" skilled hands worked quickly to pin beads and other hair accessories into place and when they had completed their task she brought them to rest triumphantly on her hips. "There, done!"

"About fucking time," the temperamental girl muttered then got up from her seat to make her way to the door.

"Hey, not even a 'thank you'?" But she was already gone.

"Stupid bitch," the short-haired brunette muttered under her breath.

"Thank you, Ten-Ten-chan."

The taller woman turned to the younger, dark-haired girl and gave her a broad smile. "No problem, Hinata-chan. Hey! Can you help me get my hair up?"

She nodded and when Ten-Ten took the seat that was earlier occupied by Tayuya, Hinata began to brush the silky, brown hair. "Your hair is so soft, Ten-Ten-chan."

"Yeah! Thanks, but I wish it was as long as yours," she sighed then opened a jar of make-up to apply it sparingly to her face. "You know guys like to grab it in the heat of the moment and short hair just doesn't get that much reach, if you know what I mean," she winked. Hinata blushed and Ten-Ten laughed out loud.

Hinata parted her hair in half then piled the strands into two buns, one on each side. By this time Ten-Ten had finished applying the cosmetics to her face and the already attractive female looked quite stunning. "All done, Ten-Ten-chan."

The young woman thanked her for a job well done and when she saw her turn to leave she reached out and grabbed her wrist. "Don't go yet Hinata, it's your turn."

"Mm, but-"

She shook her head and raised one finger. "No 'buts' Hinata-chan. I know you don't like to wear make-up but you're a very pretty girl and I know that you can make twice as much if you'd dress to impress."

Ten-Ten had a point, but the reason Hinata didn't wear the kinds of revealing clothes they did or paint her face was because she didn't want to draw too much attention to herself. She got by just fine in her plain-clothed garb and as long as she was meeting her target, Hatsumomo didn't care what she wore.

But, she was meeting Naruto tonight and a little part of her was urging her to at least let Ten-Ten put the make up on.

"Umm, okay Ten-Ten-chan."

The woman beamed and ushered her client into the chair. She was surprised that the girl had caved so easily, Ten-Ten was prepared to put forward a convincing argument and tell her that she should try it first and if she didn't like it then she'd wipe it off, simple.

It would be a sin to erase something so beautiful.

"Wow, Hinata, you look gorgeous," the older girl gasped and Hinata blushed as she examined her reflection in the mirror. She hardly recognized herself.

Ten-Ten had an eye for these kinds of things, it was even her dream to be a make-up artist for the movie-stars one day and looking at her latest master-piece confirmed that the girl had the skills to make it come true.

She knew there was no way she'd get Hinata into a provocative dress so she kept the colours simple and natural, this way it avoided bringing too much attention to her face yet it highlighted her natural beauty. Hinata was impressed with the job the girl did and hoped that Naruto would be impressed too.

Hinata thanked her profusely and Ten-Ten just laughed. "Oi Hinata don't cry or you'll make it run."

Both girls headed down-stairs and slipped into their jackets as they said their good-byes to each other and their Matron.

"Good night girls," she drawled now on her third cup of sake. "Work hard and remember-"

"-The customer is always right." Ten-Ten echoed that at the same time she did and spoke as if she had heard it a million times already. She rolled her eyes then turned to Hinata as she put her hand on the door-knob. "Good bye, Hinata-chan and good luck, not that you'll need it," she added with a wink.

"Good bye Ten-Ten-chan."

"Oh, hi Orochimaru-sama, I haven't seen you in a long time."

Hinata froze when the brunette said that name and wanted to turn and run away but his amber-coloured eyes were already pinned on her.

"Orochimaru?" the inebriated woman looked up from her bottle and squinted at the two men in the door-way.

"Yeah and Kabuto-san too," Ten-Ten shouted back. "Well I have to go now, you two take care," she flashed them a wave and a smile then slipped out of the door. Hinata had wanted to follow her but she was frozen with fear and although she was now looking at the floor she could feel his gaze burning into her.

"Orochimaru, Kabuto, it's been ages," the plump woman spoke a little too loudly. "How are my favourite customers?"

"We're quite well Hatsumomo-chan," the bespectacled young man spoke on behalf of his employer.

"That's good to hear dearie," she shakily got up from her seat at the table and hobbled her way over. "I thought you had forgotten all about us. Tayuya missed you dearly."

"Is she in?" the blue-haired boy once again spoke on his master's behalf.

The chubby woman shook her head sadly, her double chins jiggled as she did so. "I'm afraid you just missed her, lovey. Next time you plan on stopping by call first and I'll get her to wait for you."

"We'll keep that in mind."

"But don't go-" she pouted. She was not about to let one of her high-paying customers leave without making a purchase. "I've got plenty of girls here for you to take your pick," and she spread open her arms dramatically. "Come in and make yourselves comfortable while I get them for you"

Finally noticing Hinata the woman became annoyed. "Oi, Hinata stop dilly-dallying and get to work, time is money."

The woman's sharp voice snapped her out of her petrified state and Hinata managed to make her legs work. She muttered an 'excuse me' and made her way to step around the young boy but he blocked her path with a long arm.

"No need to trouble yourself, Hatsumomo-chan," he turned his face then to look at the small girl beside him but his eyes were obscured by the glare on his glasses. "We'll just entertain ourselves with this one."

"Hinata-chan? Bah! You don't want her," she said and waved a plump hand in front of her face as if she were swatting away a fly. "She's an inexperienced little virgin who only knows how to give blow-jobs."

The girl in question blushed at her Matron's crass comment which brought a wicked grin to Kabuto's face.

"She won't be able to satisfy you Orochimaru-sama, she probably doesn't even know where the man's penis is really supposed to go." The brash middle-aged woman threw back her head and laughed.

"That's fine," came the smooth reply. "We have all night to teach her."

"Hinata?" her voice reflected her disbelief. "That girl is probably only good enough for one round. Besides," she shook her head again. "We have an agreement, I allow Hinata to keep her precious virginity," she spat those two words in disgust, "as long as she does her job and makes me money."

Hinata sighed inwardly with relief.

"Then perhaps, we can make Hatsumomo-chan reneg on that agreement."

The woman's curiosity was piqued. "Eh?"

Kabuto stepped away from the door-way then but Hinata didn't dare to move, she could still feel the older man's gazed locked on her. "I understand a woman's virginity is worth quite alot but perhaps this will cover it?" He took the briefcase that was in Orochimaru's hand and opened it to reveal it stacked to the brim with money.

Hatsumomo's eyes glazed over and she licked her lips greedily. "Boys, you have a deal."

Hinata's head snapped up and she ran over to the woman and fell to her knees, prostrating herself before her Matron's feet, her forehead almost touching the ground. "Please Hatsumomo-sama, I beg of you, don't make me do this."

"Shut up you stupid girl and get up, you're embarrassing me before my valued customers."

"But Hatsumomo-sama, I- I," her eyes began to sting at the threat of tears and she gasped as the older woman bent down in front of her to grab her roughly by the chin.

"Don't put on that prissy little act with me you little brat," she spat and Hinata winced as the fumes of alcohol stung her nostrils. "This is strictly business and I don't give a damn about your high-morals. Look at where you work, look at where you live," she gestured with the other hand. "No man would marry you whether he knew you were untouched or not, and besides," she said with a menacing grin. "You can't expect to stay a virgin forever."

She released her face just as roughly and the tears came then. Hinata sobbed quietly and her body shook as Hatsumomo accepted the transaction and instructed the men to use the room upstairs, two doors down and to their left.

She felt a hand grip her wrist and pull her roughly to her feet, it was Kabuto and he had that wicked smile on his face as before. Hatsumomo had already left the room, probably off to count her earnings and Orochimaru finally moved from the door to stand before the young girl. He put a finger under her chin and tilted her head back so she could look up at him. He smiled mischievously as he saw the tears stream down her face and smear her make-up.

"Hello, Hinata-chan," his voice was low and throaty. "My you've grown. I haven't seen you since you were a little girl." He leaned closer and Hinata shivered as his warm breath brushed against her cheek.

"Why don't you give Uncle Orochimaru a kiss."

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Thanks for alerting me about the chapter mix-up Dragonsbreath.

Yes it's a terrible place to end this chapter but I don't care because I'm evil.