The Goddess of Death- Chapter 3

Chapter 3: Revelations

---Hinata's POV---

She felt numb, but she could feel the pain as well; the numbness was like a blanket against a winter night; it couldn't completely keep you warm. She also felt detached from her body; as if she could open her eyes, and easily see her own body just laying on the ground infront of her. Although the only problem with that, was that she just coudn't open her eyes; it was as if a force was forcefully keeping them closed and she felt too weak to fight back... The sensation of this gave her a mixture of emotions that fought against each other in a huge tormoil inside her head, amoung them were:
frustration, lonelyness, pain... it made her feel a magical sensation that she was floting, but the pain felt as if it was burning her existance, and it hurt! The whole thing was so troublesome she thought!

'Oh Kami-sama, I'm starting to sound like Shika-kun!' she thought to herself a bit surprised. Well at least the pills had worked, she quietly thought to herself...

Hinata oddly felt as if she was being carried; her body felt gravity pulling her down, but she felt arms holding her up- no; correction strong arms. It felt like hours had passed inside her mind, and she was getting so cold. Even though she was bloody inmortal and couldn't feel pain to the extent humans did, the cold effected her greatly; down in hell, were she used to live, it was hot, and she grew accustomed to this. But she couldn't deal with the cold. Never.

She felt cold and now wierdly wet; 'what the hell was going on?!' she thought. But even though she had enough strength to protest and complain in her mind, the thought of even opening her eyes seemed too much for her; she felt fragile and weak, and she hated it; the one thing she learned when she was alive was that weakness leads to suffering and saddness. And those were emotions that she never wanted to feel again... mostly because they brought her memories of her past- her cruel past.


---Naruto's POV---

He was drenched; on his way home it had begun to rain, heavily. His scruffy, blonde hair was now wet and losed a bit of its bounce and his face was visibly  enfuriated; 'why on Gods earth did it have to rain NOW?!' he thought angrily to himself.

The girl in his arms was wet too; he couldn't cover her but instead took his hoodie and placed it ontop of her body, but the rain made the blood seep though the hoodie and it leaft a bit of a blood trail all the way to his house... He was sure that if she wasn't dead already, if he didn't stop the bleeding soon, she would be soon.

He subcontiousy took his shoes off, and made his way inside after shutting and locking his door.
He ran to the stairs which were across the small hall way which lead to other rooms, including a living room and a kitchen. He climbed the stairs as fast as he could, heading into the second floor of his home. Once up, he ran down a small corridor, passing a couple closed doors, and stopped outside the last door of the corridor, and opened it quickly.

The room was a confortable size; it had an orange bed and a few units and cuboards and a desk and computer with a sliding wardrobe at the opposite side of the bed. There was a window infront of the desk which was open, but thankfully no rain had gotten on the computer. His rooms theme colours were orange, a light wood and blue.

Even though the room was messy; with clothes and utensils on the floor, he wasted no time and placed the girl on his bed. The girl was wet to the bone and shivering. He frowned in concern; this was going to be a hell of a task, but at least she hadn't died on the way here. He ran to his wardrobe and took out some blankets and a black t-shirt and dark blue shorts.

When he reached the girl he took his hoddie off her body (which was covered in her own blood) and placed in on his floor, then continued to undress the uncontious beauty on his bed, whilest wearing a massive crimson blush on his tanned, as he brased himself for what he was about to do. Her cloak was long and a difficult task to take off, but he finally took it off and placed it carefully on his chair.
Without wasting time he reached in his desk draw and pulled out a first aid kit which his 'sister' had forced him to make sure to place there. He was atually grateful for listening to her for once!
He lifted her tank top without completely taking it off to reveal her bare stomack which was were the wound was. He nearly gagged at the sight of the torn skin and blood. He dried her skin with his towels before bandaging her wound as tenderly as possibe.

When he was finally happy with his work he noticed she continued to shiver. He hesitantly, with a red face, took off her tank top off completely to reveal her skin and her very generous curves; she had a petite waist and fair bosoms. He could feel the blood flowing to his face and some out of his nose which he tried to stop with his hand; she was hot! But thankfully she was wearing a bra; otherwise he'd without doubt die then and there...

"Damn, I've spent too much time with pervy-sage" he said quietly to himself.

He quickly grabed his black shirt and dressed her, before he couldn't take it and he'd bleed to death; the mental images and perverted thougths were flowing like a waterfall! With his shirt on her, which he noticed was huge on her, he began working on her legs, which wasn't as hard as taking her shirt off, but her flawless thighs and beautiful legs also caused a nose bleed. 'Jesus Christ!!' he screamed in his mind.

Once she was dressed in his clothing and she was bandaged and dried, she stopped shivering. This was then when Naruto let out a sign of relief and a deep breath he was subcontiously holding in. And he now, was also very tired; panicking and running
across the village while carrying a woman who he changed himself was a lot more tirering than he'd thought it'd be! The fact that she was smoking hot did not help...

Naruto was so tired he rested his head on his bed were the girl lay and his eyes closed, until soon enough, the world faded to black... he fell asleep.


---Hinata's POV---

She hated to sleep; her mind would wonder and she'd dream. She had intentionally avoided sleep ever since her job of a Goddess of Death had begun. Dreams were painful; they were full of memories or doubts of herself, and hopes. Hopes she knew would at the time make her feel good and look forward to the future, but somehow, Kami-sama allways managed to destroy her hopes and dreams, leading to more dreams; more nightmares.

She had somehow managed to convince herself that dreams and sleep was for the weak and hopeless. Two things that she absolutely despised. Humans needed sleep, but she didn't. Or better sayd she couldn't; she was so affraid to sleep, her body and mind wouldn't let her physically go to sleep. Instead Kabuto had developed her a special medecine to enable her body to recover and essentially 'sleep'. Although Hinata was able to move during her 'sleep' it was only limited movement.

Of course the medecine had side effects such as a possible early death or maybe health issues such as organ failure because the organ might neglect her medecine and the organ would break down and so, not  function properly. This was especially dangerous considering the organ might be her lungs or heart. If that were to happen she'd definatly die, but depending on the organ, she'd die a slow, more painful death or a fast death. But also her more frequent side effect was her 'mood swings'
Of course, this was not to be taken lightly; if she got slightly angry by something insignificant, and her medecin reacted to the homones, she'd get suddenly mad and possibly kill some inocent person who just happened to walk by.

She had just recently been affected by her 'mood swings'; when she was fighting the Barren. But, Hinata also recieved some pills from Kabuto which heped stop her body release any hormones; and so stop her from feeling emotions. But this also had side effects on her body, but that was better than killing anyone. And to Hinata, anything was better than sleeping.


But right now, this instant she was in a dream... correction; a horrible nightmare, one that she had lived. She'd seen this, she'd been there before, done what she was doing in her dream, smelled what she smelt in her dream and feel the same pain she felt in her dream. This was a memory that she wanted to forget.

This dream was torture, but the worst thing is she knew that she coudn't escape; she'd lived this, and it woud haunt her for an eternity.


---Naruto's POV---

Naruto awoke to the sound of… whimpering? He blinked and straightened up, looking ahead of him to see the girl shaking violantly in her sleep. Her forhead had sweat drops running down, and her bottom lip was shaking and tears were running down her more-than-normal-pale face face. He knew she was pale, but right now, she looked like a ghost in sorrow and pain.

He switly leaned closer to her and lightly shaked her; she was probably having a nightmare, so e needed to wake her up.

As she shook her, her eyes shut tight almost afraid to open. She stired violently whispering plees of help, and asking for forgiveness. 'What was she dreaming of?' He thought worringly as he shook her a bit harder.

She suddenly and rapidly opened her eyes, showing her white eyes with lavender swirls. They were beautiful to Naruto, but they looked a bit like the eyes of a blind person. And  this worried him. He tried to say something as he opened his mouth, but no
words came out as he spoted the sorrow and loneliness in her eyes.

She sat up quickly, still shaking, her hair messy and some clingling to her sweaty skin. Her once full, rosy lips were now dry and pale. She closed her eyes shut hard and her eyes covered them for further protecton as she cried silently. He only herd her quiet sobs ever so often, and looking at her, she looked a bit too skinny. What had happened to this girl?

She slowly brought her knees to her chest and curled up in a petal possition, her hands still hiding her eyes as she cried. His heart whent out to her as well as it hurt with hers attempting to silently share her pain. But she was in such pain and yet he just sat there observing her cry and loose herself to her sorrow. The only thing he did was feel sympathy for her...
It made him angry. And his heart was slowly breaking in two; he remembered that he was in pain once and he wanted someone to be there for him. When his friends and his 'brother' and 'sister' helped him, he felt happy and they slowly had taken him out of the darkness and guided him to a happier place, with them. He wanted to help; to be her friend, her shoulder to cry on and someone to talk to and share her pain...
Afterall he knew her pain... Right?

"Hey" he said quietly, nearly a whisper, but he knew she herd as she stiffened. "I... um... you better not move too much; your wound will open... and... that is... I, uh... i-it's ok to cry, you know? I'm Naruto Uzumaki, I'd like to be your friend... I mean, if that's ok with you?"

It fell silent; his speech was arkward but friendly and although he felt like a idiot he hoped that she'd accept his offer.

"...No" She quietly said, breaking the silence.

His heart sank; a rejection, perfect! She probably thought he was a creep and a idiot.

"Oh, sorry... I just thought..." he didn't finish his sentence; she was crying once more.

"...Why?" she asked between sobs.

"Uh? why what?" he asked confused.

"W-Why do you want t-to be f-friends with m-me?!" she asked rather forcefully and angrily.

He although was confused; he didn't understand the question...

"I'm u-useless and you don't even know m-me! I c-could be a-a murderer or a t-thief! F-For all you know I could b-be dead!" She said looking at his, eye-to-eye. Her eyes showed such pain...

'She was 'useless' and she was 'dead'? What did that mean?' he thought. But he decided to leave the conversation at that; it seemed to be a touchy conversation.

"What was your nightmare of?" he asked curiosly and with a serious expression.

She just looked away and burried her head in her knees. Damn, another touchy subject!

"It was a memory" she replied. Naruto was surprised that she'd answered but waited for her to continue. "My family was a very important and rich family, and I was the daughter to the head of the family" At this point she was serious, she had stopped crying and although Naruto could see her face, he imagined she was both angry and sad.

"But when I was born, I was born half blind. I was useless to my family. My mother was blamed for my sight and she was constantly mocked and teased for bringing life to a 'useless soul' who had no purpose in life other than to burden people.
So in order to serve use, I was used for other people's needs. I spent my youth trying to gain approval from my father who has abandoned me because of my sight" she said with a nolstalgic, bitter voice. Naruto, of course, was fuming. "My father wouldn't speak to me as a equal. The only time he directed words to me were words meant to put me down"

"When I was 7, my sister was born and my mother died from child birth. Kaa-san was my only friend and the only person who stood by my side and helped me and believed in me" she said as a few stray tears fell. "My sister was healthy and had perfect vision, so I became her shadow; her underling. Nobody cared for me. I spent the rest of my youth hiding from my family who took advantige of my poor sight. When I was 16, my own father had disowned me" She said, again tears escaping her watery eyes. Naruto was in shock. How was it possible for people to treat eachother this way?!

"My dream was about my 16th birthday. I had no friends, so I spent my day in my room and at the park of the village where I lived" she said with a faint smile. "But later on that day my father had called me into his office. I obeyed and met him there were he basically told me he couldn't waste money on me and I served no purpose for him as I was only a waste of skin" She said, shutting her eyes closed tight trying hard not to cry. But although he got what he wanted; to be her shoulder and to be there to listen to her and be her friend, he wasn't expecting her to carry such a heavy weight on her shoulders...
"A-After he told me off, I w-was b-banashed f-from my home. I d-didn't k-know were to go! Or w-what to do! I ended up renting a small apartment were I... killed myself..."

She wasn't sure why she had told him what she had never told anyone before; he was a stranger who she had never even talked to and she even neglected being his friend! But something about him felt warm to her and he saved her life- she owed him alot. She also silently noticed she felt... relieved now that she shared her secret past with someone else. Maybe there was more to Naruto than just a stupid human...

Naruto was in shock. She killed herself?! Wait, then how was she here? Was she a ghost?!! But that wasn't possible; appart from the obvious, she was injured and he could feel her too. What was going on?

"But if you killed yourself, how are you here?" he asked confused.

She smiled weakly "I'm a Goddess of Death. I work for Lord Death... I died long ago, Naruto"