***A/N PARTS OF THIS CHAPTER HAVE BEEN REMOVED. APOLOGIES.***
Fade to black replacement--> And so Soutarou's screams and begging rang out as Hinata's machinations went wild and he lost his will to live...
~Soutarou POV after waking up~
A soft coo rang out and a completely naked Hinata brushed her hand softly over Soutarou's exposed and scratched chest.
Soutarou's gaze faltered for a moment before he chose silence, he noticed the mouth guard was notably missing and that his mouth no longer felt numbed.
He looked down as Hinata's bare breasts pressed against him, but he felt no reaction. He was just blank. He had no thoughts, no spiral of losing himself. Just a robotic, soulless blank stare.
He glanced at Hinata before staring back at the ceiling.
Hinata's sultry and soft voice in a hushed, yet heated tone almost like a wife in bed expecting after sex care, said, "I'm so glad… I got your first… Again… I'm sorry… I don't like hurting you… But your mine… You promised me… You showed me how to be strong… As long as I have you… What else matters…"
Her hand softly touched the places she'd made bleed -that were now conveniently covered with bandages-, the purple bruise under Soutarou's eye, the bump on his forehead, as well as his blood & dried lips. Her fingers lingered lovingly on his lips, before she pulled her hand away, her purple eyes staring up at his still dazed golden ones.
She buried herself into Soutarou's chest, inhaling his scent as if trying to imprint her nose into Soutarou. She pulled back and found a small section of his nape and softly bit down, before sucking on it. Leaving a soft red, hickey, and working her way down his body toward his v-line. Before just softly tapping his now flaccid cock as if it were a cute little pet.
Soutarou made no reaction and had no reaction. Hinata sighed and said, "I'll be back later… My beloved… My Soutarou… I still have to maintain appearances for now… Once the case of your disappearance is closed though… We'll have all the time in the world together."
Hinata just looked back in extreme reluctance before her eyes flashed with madness again and she slipped into her clothes and was about to step out of the room, before a panicked girl with orange and green hair clutching her bloodied shoulder stumbled into the room, making Hinata's expression darken to the maximum, just as she was about to scold and tear the girl apart.
Another bloodied, or rather blood covered figure walked out, with dirty blonde hair and emotionless eyes, holding a red tinged knife and a pistol in the other.
Hinata grit her teeth and the bloodied figure just fired the gun once and killed the girl with orange and green hair. Hinata roared at her protectively hovering in front of Soutarou saying, "SOUTAROU IS MINE! YOU CAN'T-"
A bullet tore through her skull and Soutarou's blank gaze turned over for a moment capturing Hinata's dying moment and a smile found its way onto his face.
The bloodied girl walked over her blood splattered glasses fogged in the heat of her own breath as she looked down in absolute sadness and slumped shoulders she stared in anguish and softly muttered, "Is that you…. S-Soutarou-kun?"
Soutarou, unable to form words from how hard his throat had been choked, just croaked out a grunt like, "Ahhh…" in agreement.
The figure collapsed at his bed side, with tears streaming down her face and she muttered, "I'm so sorry… I'm sorry… I'm sorry…"
Soutarou blankly stared at her and waited for her tears and anguish to end before he finally rasped out three words with extreme difficulty, "K…i…l…l… me…. Please…"
The girl adamantly shook her head and a begging pleading gaze showed up over Soutarou's eyes… The girl tried to say no once more, before she took a serious look at Soutarou… and shakily raised her gun once more…
*BANG*
*BANG*
Soutarou's eyes closed and peacefully a bullet tore through his temporal bone, before the girl put a bullet through her own brain… and the world once more collapsed like fading ink…
~Soutarou POV~
With hollow eyes he expected the scene of Kushina, Mikoto, and Naori waking him up only to be met with a black sea of nothingness, with a dim light somewhere above him.
He glanced around blankly finding nothing, before a hollow chuckle left his lips… Before exploding into madness.
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA… This fake world… I understand it now… "
"Do you now? You sound awfully like Obito now."
Just as Soutarou's eyes flooded with madness, his thoughts continued to spiral, a figure became clear in the periphery of his vision. A woman with raven black hair, raven black eyes, daintily well done nails, a silver earring hanging off of one of her ears, large breasts, and an extremely well-shaped figure. She wore a shinobi outfit with mesh sleeves, black shirt and skirt, with a blue waist guard, and blue gloves. Her style was unique, yet it was awfully similar to the spiked hairstyle of shippuden Sasuke Uchiha, but longer and more feminine. Weirdest, but also what attracted Soutarou's vision was the scratched through Konoha headband that was tied around her nape.
Soutarou's eyes narrowed, but he didn't say anything since this woman was similar to Mikoto, but also had her own appeal.
Soutarou's eyes glinted dangerously and the woman sighed before closing the gap between the two of them instantaneously and sadly holding his cheeks between her hands and saying, "I guess I'll have to break the Genjutsu earlier than expected… and I suppose I owe you an explanation… Don't I, Soutarou?"