Sasuke Hinata fanfic pg 11

A horrifying sight displayed itself in front of the three. Hinata covered her mouth with her hands. Tears started to pool in her eyes. Naruto’s jaw dropped. Sasuke’s, too.
“What the hell happened?” asked the Uchiha boy. He let his arms drop from his companion's shoulders, and walked forward.
   The refuge camp was like a replica of the Konoha village. There wasn’t as much blood, or people, but it was still an unpleasant sight. Most of the tents looked like they were raided by a bear, and some were fortunately still standing. But stains of blood were dashed on them. A few bodies lay limp on the floor. Gashes found all over them.    Hinata ran into the yellow tent where most of the villagers were held, hoping some of them had survived, despite their crisis. Naruto fell to his knees and started to punch the ground over and over. His fists started to shade red.
“That bastard! He played us! DAMMIT!” shouted the yellow-haired boy angrily as he repeatedly inflicted the dirt ground with his fist.
Sasuke ignored his bruises, and walked slowly to the center of the camp. It felt like things were caving in on him. Like the world was falling apart. His heart started to beat at a faster pace. Sweat trickled down from his temple, and his head started to throb at the same pace as his heart.
Naruto’s voice seemed to drift farther and farther away.
  
   Hinata walked out of the tent, hands still covering her mouth. Tears were streaming down her pale face. Sasuke was the closest, so she slowly walked and stopped beside him.
“They’re all dead.” She murmured under her breath.
Naruto stood up. Fists clenched at his side.
Someone gasped. Only Hinata and Naruto looked back to see who it was.
The other villagers who went to burry their loved ones from their village had returned. Their faces all white with shock, and despair.
“What’s going on here?” Shouted Tsunade as she stomped in front. Her eyes widened. “Naruto.” She gasped.
Then, as she turned her head to view the camp, her eyes turned from an expression of shock, to horror. Her face paled, and she felt her jaw drop.
“Not again…” she said with a regretful voice.
Hinata caught a movement from the corner of her eye, and felt a breeze pass her.
“Sasuke-kun!” He fell on the dirt ground with a thud. His body was too tired to handle the emotions that stirred inside of him.
“Sasuke!” called out Naruto as he ran towards the Uchiha boy.
Sasuke was still conscious, but his body couldn’t seem to move. He suddenly felt weak, and the voices of the people that hovered over him sounded distant. Hinata’s face was the last thing he saw before everything blacked out.

    Tsunade laid his body where Naruto was when he was unconscious. She frowned not being able to imagine how much pain this boy has gone through until he finally collapsed. Her hand gently brushed a hair off his sweaty forehead.
“Tsunade-baa-chan.” Called Naruto from the entrance of the yellow tent.
“Why’s he like that?”
Tsunade turned to face the blonde completely. His eyes having the same amount of pain as hers.
“He’s been through a lot, Naruto.” She replied.
Naruto walked and stood next to her, looking at Sasuke’s limp body. His hands clenched into tight fists.
“It’s not fair.” He said through gritted teeth.
“When I woke up, everyone was fine. They explained to me everything that’s happened, and the kids even played with me a bit before I set off.”
Tsunade’s eyes narrowed. She turned away from him and set her gazes on Sasuke. She didn’t know what to say.
Naruto continued. “They were just here. Right here!” he exclaimed his last sentence. “Just a few hours ago… and now,” a lump seemed to have formed in his throat. He couldn’t go on.
Tsunade closed her eyes. Pain was taking over her heart. Too much has happened.
“I’m sorry.” Was all she could say in reply. Naruto didn’t respond. After a moment, he exited the tent with a run. Tsunade didn’t watch him leave.

        The left-over villagers started another grave site just a few minutes away from their refuge camp. More holes were dug, more bodies buried. Many people complained, and many more had to continue mourning from last night.
Shikamaru looked at the bodies cautiously as they were lowered down to their graves. His eyes narrowed.
“Something doesn’t look right.” He said.
Shino stood beside him. He studied the bodies as well. “You’re right.”
He replied as he knelt to gather something from the dirt. Shikamaru saw it was a small insect. Shino nodded as if conversing with the insect. He turned to Shikamaru. “Not all the bodies are injured. Some aren’t even bruised at all.”
“Yeah, I noticed.” Said Kiba as he joined the conversation. He moved slightly to the side to give room to Neji, who was also listening.
“You can tell that the injured bodies were in a battle, definitely to save the camp or themselves. But some bodies don’t even have a scratch, yet there they lay, dead.” Shikamaru stated matter-of-factly. “What do you think, Neji?” He directed his question at the Hyuuga boy. He looked around, studying each body, and mourning face. Then turned back to his group with agitation clear in his eyes.
“I don’t know if it’s possible but…” he paused, thinking his theory through before saying it aloud. “…maybe for the uninjured people, their energies were absorbed somehow.” His voice showed how unsure he was. It wasn’t a realistic theory, but after all that’s happened, anything seemed possible.
“By who? The same guy who started the massacre?” Kiba snarled. His hands balled into fists.
“Orochimaru.” Said Shino with pure hate. “But Orochimaru takes power by switching bodies,” stated Shikamaru. “How would he absorb them?”
“It’s probably a new jutsu. It’s possible.” Replied Neji. “Then that would mean that…” Kiba paused, afraid of his own sentence. “…it would mean that Orochimaru’s gotten stronger.”
The group was silent for a few minutes. The thought of Orochimaru getting stronger was frightening and unbearable.
“Wait,” Neji broke the silence. “We’re not sure if he’s really absorbed their energies. It’s just a theory.”
“What’s another possible reason? This seems the most logical.” Replied Kiba.
“Maybe a poison?” said Shikamaru unsurely. “I would’ve caught its scent.” Argued Kiba. “And besides, the poison wouldn’t affect this many people in one night.”
“What would be the point of poisoning these people anyway?” stated Shino coolly. “Orochimaru wouldn’t kill unless he got something out of it.”
“So right now, the only theory possible is he absorbed the people’s energy to gain power.” Said Neji.
The group of boys pondered. “Hm…” started Kiba. “I guess that’s what we’ll have to settle with for now. Huh?” He caught a swift movement from the corner of his eye. Something of orange dashed by through the trees, deeper into the woods.
“Naruto?” Shikamaru said it for him. “I heard he’s finally woken up.” Said Shino. A smirk twitched the corner of the dog-boy’s lips. “It’s just impossible to kill that guy, isn’t it?” he said sounding unsurprised. That changed as he caught the sight of Hinata. She was running after him, the boy she admired. He kept watching as she moved, and stumbled. He was about to run to her side and help her but then he felt a soft pressure on his shoulder that stopped him. Turning his head, he found that it was Shino’s hand. The boy of the bugs shook his head in disapproval.
“She’s finally out of her cocoon and ready to face the world with the beat of her wings. Just leave her be, Kiba.” Preached Shino. Kiba opened his mouth to oppose the bug-boy, but no words came out. He sighed exasperated and turned back to Hinata. She managed to get back on her feet and run – well more like waddle – after Naruto. He sighed again and shook his head.
As he watched her off, an unfamiliar feeling seemed to have washed over his body. The look of Hinata’s worried face made him want to comfort her. He yearned to be there for her. Not wanting anymore unfamiliar emotions to rise, he looked away and got back to discussing with his group.
     Hinata was unsure what to do. Her cheeks were wet with new tears, and they blurred her vision. Her pace slowed as she thought things through. Twigs broke under her feet as she walked. She looked down, her heart feeling heavy. Comfort, she needed comfort. Naruto was her only option right now. She needed him more then ever. It was unusual for her to feel such yearning because of her timid nature. She raised a hand to her mouth. Through her silent walk, she heard the soothing sound of running water. The river was close by. Aside from the river, she also heard thumping noises, and cussing.
“Dammit! Dammit! Dammit!” It was Naruto, punching the ground in anger.
Hinata slowed her pace even more, fear overcoming her heavy heart. She spotted him, and hid behind a tree.
“GAH!” exclaimed Naruto. Hinata jumped as she heard a huge splash of water. She looked to see what had happened. Her eyes grew wide to see that the boulder of which she had sat on was not there. In its place was a huge, dark spot of dirt, and Naruto was standing on it, panting.
Oh, how she longed to have her arms wrapped around him. To just take his pain away, not caring about her own problems. In her mind, that seemed possible, but as reality settled on her, she just couldn’t muster up enough courage. She sat down, her back sliding against the bark of the tree.
“DAMMIT!” shouted Naruto again. Hinata flinched. What could she do? Nothing seemed to be helpful at this point. Her mind scrambled. What would calm him? What could she say? She hugged her knees against her chest.
“What the hell do you want!?” Hinata gasped thinking the question was directed at her. It wasn’t.
“My friends, my family, my neighbors… You took them all away, you bastard!” Naruto began to rant. It was quieter now. “I couldn’t save any of them, even though I was just there.”
Hinata turned her head and walked from behind the tree surprised. Naruto’s head was down. His shoulders were relaxed but his hands still clenched into fists.
“Naruto-kun.” Said Hinata quietly, as she wiped her wet cheeks with her sleeve.  She took a step forward and gasped as a twig snapped. The boy straightened up and looked back. His eyes were alarmed.
Hinata gasped again when she saw them. Red. They were red, with slits for pupils. Slowly, they faded back to blue as the boy calmed down. His expression softened.
“Oh, Hinata-san, it’s you.”
“I-I’m sorry, Naruto-kun.” She managed to say. “Was I interrupting you?” Her voice was hesitant as usual. Naruto looked at the river for a moment before he answered. He looked at the Hyuuga girl and smiled. “Nah, I think I’m done.” Hinata managed a smile. But it quickly faded. She looked away, her face slightly a shade of red.
“Ah, Hinata-san, what’s wrong?” Asked Naruto with a bit of worry in his voice.
“You don’t remember… I thought you were dying, and…” She trailed off, embarrassed to continue her sentence. She started fiddling with her fingers.
Naruto scratched his head, puzzled. “I was dying, and what?” he asked.
“I was with you…”
“You were?”
At that, Hinata felt like her heart was pierced by a needle. She looked down, her face still a slight shade of red. Her bangs covered her sad eyes.
“Never mind.” She said with a softer voice then usual.
Naruto tilted his head in confusion. “You’re acting weird, Hinata-san.”
She didn’t reply. Instead she turned and started walking away. “It’s nothing.” She said trying to hide the pain in her voice. She kept on walking, but at a slow pace. The sound of the running water faded in the background.
“Hinata-san.” Called Naruto. She stopped in her tracks. Her blood started to rush, as did the beating of her heart, just to the boy calling her name.
She turned to look at him, though she was afraid to meet his gaze. Surprise hit her as she saw the look on his face. It was serious, but somehow soft, and showed a sense of yearning. “You asked me not to leave you, didn’t you?” his voice wasn’t the usual hyper voice she was used to. It was gentler.
Hinata’s face seemed to have grown warmer. She looked down in approval.
“I see.” Naruto started to walk towards her. She took a slight step back, unsure of what to do. He wasn’t sure what to do either. Hesitantly, he leaned over, his lips almost touching the timid girl’s ear. “Thank you.” He said. She held back a gasp of surprise from the feeling of his breath on her. Her whole body was warm this time. It affected her knees, which started to shake slightly. Standing was becoming a chore.
Naruto leaned back smiling as if he didn’t know what he had just done to her. She stared at him with surprised, silver eyes. After a few moments of silent gazing, her knees gave up on her and she staggered forward. Her head felt like it was spinning as well.
“Whoa!” Naruto caught her. He placed a hand on her forehead. “Wow, Hinata-san, you’re really warm.” All Hinata could manage was a slight nod. She closed her eyes and leaned her head against his chest. His heart was steady. Her eyes opened again as she felt the sensation of being carried. She gasped in surprise. Naruto looked at her with a puzzled face.
“It’s okay, I’ll carry you to Tsunade-baa-chan. I think you might have a fever.”
Hinata could feel his hand supporting her back and legs, suspending her from the ground. She wasn’t used to being carried like this. She felt so weightless, and embarrassed. Her head spun as Naruto began to walk. She had to lean it against his shoulder. Her heart beat rapidly. She was sure that even the boy that carried her could hear it.
   Sasuke was still unconscious on the bed of blankets. He was breathing evenly, but from the look on his face, it looked like he was having a nightmare. Tsunade watched over him in worry. She was surprised to hear someone come in from the tent entrance, and even more surprised to see that it was Naruto with Hinata in his arms. She would’ve smiled if she wasn’t feeling so upset. The woman walked towards the couple.
“What’s the matter?” she asked, her voice almost demanding. “I think Hinata-san might have a fever.” Answered Naruto with his usual raspy voice. Hinata looked up at the blonde woman. Her eyes looked amused. Hinata looked away embarrassed. “Just carry her over here.” She constructed Naruto. He gently placed her on a blanket on the floor. It was near Sasuke’s bed. Hinata watched as the expression on Naruto’s face changed. It became serious. “When will Sasuke be up?” he asked in a low raspy voice.
Tsunade looked at him with the same expression on her face. “Most likely, he’ll wake up tonight.” She started walking towards the exit of the tent. “You can talk to him at that time. Now, I need to go check on the others.” She slipped out, and the tent was silent.
Hinata sat up, and looked around. Her face turned sad, and she could feel the tears about to come up again. This tent was full last time she was here. Just yesterday, actually. And now, it was completely empty.
Aside from the presence of Naruto, Sasuke, and herself, it was completely deserted. Empty blankets were laid on the floor where injured villagers used to lay. It was heart-breaking.  
Her knees still felt unstable, so she didn’t bother to stand up. Instead, she rested her back against the blanket, and closed her eyes.
“Hinata-san?” said Naruto. Hinata quickly opened her eyes and sat up, alerted. “Y-yes, Naruto-kun?” She looked at him with her silver eyes. Her pale cheeks reddening.
“Will you be okay here?” he asked as he sat himself down, cross-legged, across from her.
“Y-yeah. I’ll be fine.” Hinata said with her usual hesitant, soft voice. She smiled embarrassedly.
“Okay.” Replied Naruto. He grinned his toothy grin. To Hinata’s surprise it quickly disappeared, and his face was serious again. Her face grew redder.
Gently, Naruto placed a hand on her cheek. Her heart raced.
“Na…Naruto-kun?” she said unsurely. Her voice was shaky. Slowly he leaned his face closer to hers. Hinata’s breathing seemed to have stopped, and her heart beat hard against her chest. She felt her face burn. Her hands clutched tightly onto the blanket she was on.
Instinctively, she closed her eyes, waiting for what would happen next.
She tried not to shudder as Naruto caressed from her cheek to her forehead, lifting her bangs from it so it was bare. It took her a while to realize what he was doing.
She opened her eyes just as Naruto leaned in close enough so his forehead was touching her own. She closed her eyes almost immediately to help her suppress a gasp. Her eyes were shut tighter this time.
“You’re warmer then when we came in, Hinata-san.” He said finally. Then leaned back to his normal position. “And you’re face is redder then usual. You should definitely rest. Try sleeping.” He stood up.
“Ah … okay.” Said Hinata with an even shakier voice. She felt sweat starting to bead on her temple. He still doesn’t get it, she thought.
With that, she rested her back against the blanket again. Naruto nodded, and gave one last glance at Sasuke, then walked away.

    As soon as Naruto was out of the tent, the timid girl let out a big sigh of relief. She closed her eyes and tried to calm herself down, then rested her hand on her forehead, where Naruto’s was. “How embarrassing…” She murmured to herself. “And I thought he was going to…” her face burned up again before she could say anymore. She shut her eyes tighter and curled herself up into a ball. She could still feel her heart thumping, harder and faster then it usually does.
After a while, she finally calmed down, and the tent was silent. She could hear the other villagers outside, complaining, mourning, walking back and forth, shouting statements or commands. She slowly opened her eyes.
In the process, she felt sadness overcome her heart again. She placed a hand on her chest. Her eyes felt like they would release tears again.
She turned, so she was facing Sasuke’s side. After a brief look at his still body, she closed her eyes. A little rest wouldn’t hurt. She’d wake up in mid-afternoon, or earlier. By then, she should feel much better.
And so sleep came.