Fade to Black

Chapter 5

THERE WILL BE SLIGHT LEMON IN THIS CHAP, READ WITH CAUTION.

Once again, Neji was woken up by the harsh nightmares that haunted him.

I'm so weak...

His shoulders turtled over as sobs rack his body, "I-I h-hate you... H-Hinata... I hate you s-so much..."

-Line Break-

Neji composed himself and left his shared house.

Ever since the massacre, the Sandaime placed him and Sasuke to live in the same house, for protection reasons.

He walked to the academy, eyes downcast as he shoved his hands in his pockets, trying to keep warm from the harsh winter winds.

Snow crunched beneath his feet as he rubbed his cherry red nose.

'Happy birthday... Nee-chan...'

-Line Break-

Hinata stood from the ground, dried sweat caked her skin from her intense training, she then threw her cloak on. The high collar hiding her sunken in cheeks, but not the large black circles beneath her eyes.

Her hair, which was tied up into a tight bun atop her head and secured with a small black scrunchy, was now loose, strands falling and her bum now flopping against the back of her head.

She slowly walked back to the base, not in any particular rush to return.

The walk through the damp cave halls was long, Hinata not really paying attention to what was in front of her, her mind wandering. Yet there would always be a part of her that was hyper aware of her surroundings.

Her arm shot out, grabbing a wrist of the man who's hand was now inches from groping her rear end, "Hidan."

The muscular body shifted, his chest now against her back, his mouth next to her ear, "We meet again, my little bitch."

"Cut the pleasantries." Her voice was sharp, her grip tightening around the large albino's wrist, "I thought we'd cleared this up."

A chuckled erupted from his throat, "One day, I will fuck your brains out, whether it be against a wall or in a goddamn bed... I'm going to fuck the shit out of that tight cunt."

It was then that Hinata's never ending headache worsened into the biggest migraine of her life, "I see..." She made the mistake of letting go of his arm to massage her temples.

She let out an angry sigh, her head beginning to throb, but once she felt a large hand grab her ass cheek and squeeze, "Better than I thought." She could hear the cocky smirk in the tone of his voice.

Now, contrary to popular belief, Hinata wasn't a violent person, she never was. No one could make her see red.

That was, until she met Hidan.

The silver haired male didn't have any time to react before Hinata's foot swung around and kicked him in the chest with all her might, sending Hidan flying down the cobblestone corridor and crashing into the wall, his rib cage shattered.

She glared daggers at him, her eyes flashing dangerously before she swiftly tired and retreated to her room at a quick pace.

• • •

Itachi felt her horrid mood before she even entered their shared bedroom.

Her hungry eyes darted to him and he stood.

The moment Itachi got to his feet, Hinata was pressed to him, their mouths fused together in a clash of tongues.

Itachi unzipped their cloaks and tossed them before lifting Hinata up, her toned legs wrapping around his slim waist. He walked to the wall and pressed her against it, grunting when he felt her nimble fingers twisting into his dull black hair, untying his loose ponytail in the process.

This happened many times between the two veteran Shinobi.

Whenever one was feeling particularly stressed and needed some relief, they found solace in the other. One could call them friends with benefits, but this routine happens so rarely that no one knew what to call it.

It what the first time they've done something since they've joined the Akatsuki, and Itachi was more than grateful for the soundproof walls.

A surprised grunt tumble from Itachi lips as Hinata pushed herself off of him and shoved him on the bed, her eyes flashing dangerously before she straddled his hips, right over his growing arousal.

The Uchiha never knew he had a thing for dominatrixes, I guess you do learn something everyday.

• • •

Neji sneered at the children in his class, they were all talking behind his back, sure he had amazing eyes, but that didn't mean he could hear.

"—yeah apparently he's the only one left, Sasuke too..."

Neji spun around, his Byakugan flaring, "Mind your own business, you life-sucking urchins!" The two shivered and nodded before moving to new seats in the classroom.

There was an annoyed grunt from besides Neji, "Oh zip it you drama queen, let them talk." Sasuke glared ahead, "They don't matter, their opinions don't matter. Not when we have much bigger things ahead of us."

The chair squeaked as Neji dropped back into his chair with a huff, "You call me a drama queen, have you heard how you speak? It's like an off brand inspirational speech." Sasuke glared at him, choosing to seal his mouth and ignore the Hyuuga boy.

• • •

Hinata trembled in top of Itachi, her breathing ragged as sweat coated her body.

The Uchiha grabbed her hips tightly, flipping them over and thrusting into her petite body harshly, groans pouring from his mouth as Hinata was breathless from overstimulation.

With one last thrust, Itachi found release, the tightly wound coil in his lower belly snapping as he buried himself as deeply as he could in Hinata's heat.

Good thing she was on birth control, Itachi thought dryly.

"Fuck..." The swear was uncharacteristic coming from her mouth, Itachi slowly pulled out of her before picking her up and going to the bathroom.

Hot water sprayed from the shower head, Itachi set Hinata down, steadying her when she nearly fell over.

The shower was simple and quick as this was something that had also been done before between the two.

"Itachi," Hinata's voice rang out as she washed his back, "My apologies for the abruptness."

If he were a different man, Itachi would have chuckled, "It's no problem," His voice was the same as always, but Hinata could still detect the slight teasing tone, "I found out I rather like dominatrixes."

It truly had been a while since Hinata was unable to hold her blush back.

TBC

A/N; was that bad? Lmao