Overthrowing Konoha

Chapter 4- Night Assassin

Thinking that she would probably have to fight this intruder shook her so much Hinata felt nauseous. Who had followed her? The only available answer was Chéri, but it was almost impossible unless you were as fast as the speed of light. She turned around and noticed there was absolutely nothing around her or even a single trace of it.

But she felt it deep inside, she knew there was someone spying on her.

“Show yourself!” was all she could scream.

She was so close to the hospital, but yet so far away, if there was any commotion, no one would be able to notice unless they looked out the window…

A shinobi appeared before her, it was a male shinobi figure.

(Fuck, a male, even harder then expected…) she tought.

The male figure revealed under the moonlight, it was Kakashi. He smiled, not that we could tell… And looked concerned.

“What are you doing here, late at night like that Hinata that is just so not like you.” he asked.

“I was heading to the hospital to visit Sakura-chan since I was not able to get to sleep, I wanted to discuss this matter with her.” lied Hinata.

As strange as it looked, Kakashi aproached Hinata and took her hand, reaching the back of his pocket, he pulled a dripping kunai out and pierced it in quickly and deeply in her hand shredding the bones at contact.

A loud scream escaped Hinata’s mouth as she fainted in terror on the floor. Kakashi transformed into his real form, an ero ero shinobi. The shinobi took the little contenant that contain the powder and escaped with it making sure that no trace of evidence had been left. The shinobi’s mission was completed.

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Hinata awoke in an unknown room, her father was sitting next to her hospital bed and he was worried. There would have to be some explanation done. Her hand ached a lot, it felt unbearable. She had trouble remembering what had happened and the pain did not help. As confusing as it looked, it felt terribly strange, she sat on the bed and tried to reach for her pocket, but did not find the container.

“Hinata, you had me so worried, what were you doing here in the middle of the night?” her father asked.

“I… I … don’t remember…” she replied.

“Dear lord almighty… Hinata, you were lying on the floor bleeding like hell. Have you been ambushed?” her father asked.

“Father… I don’t know.” she answered.

The last words were more then enough to make her cry. Her warm tears flew on her face like echoes of a distant past. She looked at her hand and touched the scar only to hurt herself a little more. Sakura entered the room and looked at poor Hinata sitting in bed.

“Don’t touch it, it is still under recovery. You know, I worked hard to repair the damaged skin and bones darling…” she pointed.

“SAKURA!” Hinata exclaimed.

“Yup, that is me, I found you on the grass near the hospital, what were you doing here late at night?” she asked.

“That is the problem, I don’t remember what happened.” she replied.

“Oh, I see, so that was the very strange liquid that came out of your hand, it mixed with your blood, and probably hurt your temporary memory… Quite advanced in shinobi skills indeed.” remarked Sakura.

“Who could have done this lady Sakura?” asked a very worried Hiashi.

“Only advanced medical shinobis, or an ANBU squad member could have used such a fearsome weapon.” she replied.

“It doesn’t matter, I came here with a purpose and I cannot remember what it is, I have to, I feel like it was important.” explained a still crying Hinata.

“Now now dear, I collected a sample of the liquid, unfortunately, it is going to take me time to identify it since it is mixed up in your blood, I might even hit walls with this considering the fact that it is still an unknown drug to me.” she replied.

Hiashi thanked Sakura for her hard work and decided to stay by her daughter’s side until the morning just in case the assassin would come back for his not-dead prey. Sakura gently nodded and told them that if they needed anything, she would be napping for a couple of hours in her nursary room.

Hinata laid back on her bed looking outside the window and remaining silent while her father gently petted her hair to calm her nervous daughter. It was a time to worry, a time to think that peace on Konoha might have ended. Hinata fell asleep to her father’s affectionate caresses.

Her dreams would probably be filled with nightmares…

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Upon arriving at Chéri’s house, Neji followed her inside. It was a small squared shaped pagoda. They entered inside and walked down to a staircase located near the entrance. The reason for this house to be so small, was that it was buried underground, everything was in the underground, as if having a basement as your own spot to live in.

“Well, that is new, you like those kind of houses?” he asked.

“I have to protect my status as a cursed seal member.” she replied.

“Oh, I see.” Neji answered as he sat on the available sofa.

Chéri made a sign to Neji asking him to wait for her to come back. She dissapeared in the hallway and Neji remained alone in the living room. He looked around a bit looking at pictures that must have been Chéri’s family. There was a picture of her as a child with another child that deperatly looked like Gai sensei in female version, he escaped a giggle and laughed.

The same moment he laughed Chéri appeared again with a cup of tea in each hands.

“What are you laughing at Neji-kun?” she asked.

“Oh, that picture, it reminded me of my sensei…” he replied.

“You mean the kid that is with me? That is Décibel, one of my best friends I use to hang around with all the time.” she replied.

“What happened to her?” Neji asked.

“She died, in an accident that should have not happened.” was all she replied.

“I am sorry to hear that.” Neji looked to the floor.

“It’s ok, things like this happens all the time, what do you want us to do about it…” she smiled.

Chéri placed the two cups on the living room table and sat down in a chair, she invited Neji to do the same. Her face was beautiful under the very dim light of the room. She was a very gorgeous woman and it was sad that she had been the one chosen to be the bearer of the cursed seal.

“Help yourself while it is still warm…” she asked.

“Thank you.” Neji replied reaching for the cup and trying a sip.

At the same moment a young man appeared in front of Chéri, he looked at her in the eyes.

“It has been done.” he whispered.

“Good job.” she replied.

The man dissapeared as fast as he had appeared. Neji cocked an eyebrow and wondered that probably he had mowned the lawn or something because he worked at night.

“So, what do you think about all of this seperation between the Hyuugas…” she asked.

“I think it is unfair, that we should all live in harmony, I look at other families and don’t see the freaking single problem of this curse seal.” he replied.

“It is true that our family is quite different them all of those living in Konoha and that our tradition asks us to name a member to bare the seal. I, on my side of this, think it is ok somewhat to protect the ones we love, don’t you think?” she remarked.

“Why would I want to protect my cousin? She doesn’t need any help, nobody is going to come after her after all, who would want to kill an innocent person like her…” he coldly replied.

“When you least expect it, she will need all the help she can get Neji-kun. Thrust me on that one.” Chéri smiled.

Neji looked at the floor for a second, maybe she was right, maybe Hinata really deserved his love, his love that he did not show. Maybe he should have been a more attentionate family member to her, especially because he was the one that would protect her at all cost. But what about his feelings? What would happen to him when he would get married; he didn’t wanna have to protect his wife and Hinata at the same time. That was one of the many confusion that it lead him to.

“I am concerned, Neji-kun. Why do you hate your cousin so much, it certainly does not look as if you liked her at all…” asked Chéri.

“It is not that I hate her… It is because of a dilemma I face everyday. I can’t protect her all my life, what would happen to MY family once I get married. This whole protection thing could get involved into my relation. I love Hinata, but, I wan’t her to be strong also.” he answered.

Chéri sipped her tea and placed her cup on the table. She was feeling uneasy at the moment, as if Neji had touched a part of herself that she had yet not explored. It was a strange feeling and she fought it until it wen’t away.

Neji finished his cup at the same time that his eyes felt really heavy. He wanted to sleep, it was starting to be late and he was really tired.

“I’d like to head back home and sleep…” he asked.

“Well you can most certainly sleep here if you feel like it, Neji-kun.” she replied.

“Well, then I would like to sleep right now.” he asked.

“Alright, follow me I will show you your room.” she replied.

Neji followed Chéri to his room and entered inside. It was a big room with a big bed, kinda luxurious for a guest room, oh well, after all he needed this sleep. Chéri left him alone in his room and once again dissapeared in the hallway leaving him with himself. He closed the door and walked toward the bed undressing himself, he was feeling very warm all of a sudden and tought that the cup of tea might have been responsible since it was a warm drink.

In the room, there were no windows, there was a night table on each side of the bed, two flower pots with unknown flowers were standing on them, a cabinet stood in the corner with a worktable next to it filled with various shaped lamps. The room invited Neji to a sleep, but the sleep would not invite him right away…

The warm feeling spread throughout his whole body as soon as he removed his pants leaving him standing in front of the bed in his black satin boxers. He closed his eyes for a second and the warm feeling spread once again making him pearl a sweat out of the corner of his forehead. Gently removing his head protector he slipped under the blankets. They were very soft and he remarked even more the softness once they touched his satin boxers. It made him somewhat very horny. The touch felt like a woman’s hands. But how would he know? He never really was gentle with women.

A cramp between his leg gave him a hick. Attempting to scare it away was just futile, it slowly dissipated after a couple of minutes. Maybe he needed a little scratching moment there.

Why would he think of masturbation at such a moment of tiredness?

Neji had been horny since the supper, maybe this was his cue to do something about it.

[TBC]